Library of the Theological Seminary Princeton . New Jersey Presented by Archives of the Organ Historical Society Westminster Choir College ' sec ^m scB^i^m THE NET SABBATH IYMN AND TUNE BOOK, p,r FOR THE SERVICE OF SONG IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD. PUBLISHED BY HAMERSLEY & CO., PUBLISHERS, BOOKSELLERS, IMPORTERS, STATIONERS, HERTFORD: 1870. PREFACE TO THE NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. The New Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book differs from the earlier edition only in its tunes. In these, changes have been made in two respects — altera- tions of tunes have in several cases been discarded and the more familiar forms restored ; and many tunes which the present state of the popular taste demands have been substituted for such as are contained in the original edition. Both editions will henceforth be published. Those who desire the edition containing the above changes should be careful to order " The New Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book ; those who wish for the earlier edition should order " The* Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book." Attention is asked to the Preface of the first edition. Experience and observation have confirmed the confidence of the musical editor in the principles there set forth, and followed in the selections of that edition, respecting the true theory of congregational singing, and the character of the tunes best adapted to its culture. He still confidently believes that the best results can be attained only where a congregation are willing to confine themselves to very simple forms of rhythm and melody. That the Christian public, to a considerable extent, approve a book con- structed on those principles, is sufficiently indicated by a sale of the Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book much larger than that of any other book of the kind. Yet there are many who do not accept these principles, but who desire a wider latitude in the selection of tunes. They regard, as the true test of selec- tion, the degree in which any tune has the favorable testimony of the popular taste. From this class of worshipers the request has frequently come that a new edition of the Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book should be prepared. As the former edition will continue to be published, unaltered, the editors have felt themselves at liberty to meet the want above indicated. Such is the design of the present volume. In the selection of its tunes the attempt has been carefully made to collect those which have been widely popular and attractive, and therefore have been used extensively in congregational singing. The aim has been to make this collection choice and complete. Persons in different parts of the country have been consulted. Thanks are due to many who have contributed the results of their experience to this work. As the fruit of such inquiry, the present edition is presented, with confidence that it will meet the wishes of those who desire tunes which are familiar in general use in the churches, and approved by the popular taste. Several popular hymns have become associated with peculiar tunes which are not adapted to any other hymns. These will be found in the Appendix ; the game hymns being also in the body of the book, in connection with other tunes. September, 1366. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1859, by MASON BE OTHERS, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year I860, by MASON BROTHERS, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York. Electrotyped by Smith & McDougal, 82 & S4 Beekman Street. PREFACE TO THE SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. It is the purpose of this -work to furnish suitable tunes for the hymns in "Tite Sabbath Hymn Book, - ' and to brine: the hymns and tunes together, so that both may be easily seen at the same opening of the volume. The tunes are designed to meet the capacity and wants of congregations, thoi-gh it is hoped they will be found to possess interest and appropriateness for choirs. Every hymn con- tained in the Sabbath Hymn Book will be found here, and in connection with each hymn, or at the same opening of the book, one or more appropriate tunes. All the tunes are also published in a separate volume, entitled the Sabbath Tune Book. The series therefore consists of throe volumes- — The Sabbatb Hymn Book, containing Hymns alone. The Saisbatu Hymn and Tune Book, containing Hymns and Tunes. Tun Sabbath Tune Book, containing Tunes alone. Two principal methods have prevailed, to a greater or less degree, in the Service of Song in Christian worship ; that of the whole Congregation, and that of a select Choir. The Congregational was the primitive method, and the only one known in the earlier history of the Church. The method of singing by a choir came into the Church at a later period, with wealth, power, and worldly greatness, and it has been her attendant rather in temporal prosperity, than in poverty and adversity. At the time of the "Reformation, Congregational Singing had become extinct, and the more artistic manner of Choirs, consisting mostly of an inferior order of the clergy, singing in a language un- known to the people, had taken its place. Luther, Calvin, Knox, and others, took early meas- ures to rescue the sinking service in public worship from the hands of the clergy, and to reinstate it as an exercise for the people. xVs the abuses of the Romish church had led to the rejection of chanting (the primitive form of Church Song) the Psalms were translated, or hymns were written in a stanznic form, and adapted to a simple but dignified form of melody, with special reference to the capabilities of the people. The union of the whole assembly in the exercise was regarded as essential. Other liturgical forms were rejected ; but this new one of a metrical Psalmody, for the people's simultaneous utterance of praise and prayer, was received with great favor, and almost universally practiced. It was no attempt on the part of the Reformers to introduce an artistic manner of song, but, on the contrary, a very plain one, a " highway" of Psalmody, in which "tho Wayfaring man, though a fool, should not err." The Congregational method, thus restored to the churches, was brought to this country by tho Protestant Fathers. It continued to be their only method for about a century and a half. It is not surprising that during this period, amidst the deprivations which the new settlements experi- enced, attention to song should have been neglected, nor that, neglected by generation after gener- ation, the ability for it should have been well nigh lost In the early part of the last century the very low condition of the singing in public worship began to attract the attention of some of the friends of religion, and measures were taken by a few of the leading clergymen and others for re- form. Hitherto all the singing in the American churches had been unisonous, the melody only having been sung; but in 17 it) a book of tunes, in three parts, " Cantus," '* Medius" and '• Basus," was published by Rev. Thomas Walter. The harmonizing of the tunes in parts undoubtedly grew out of the fact that the more elaborate service of choirs had always taken that form both in the Lutheran and the English church. In the Protestant churches of Europe generally, metrical Psalmody continues to this day to be sung, as it was originally, in unison, and it is at least doubtful whether parts in harmony for the choir and unison for the congregation, would not still be the best arrangement for'Church Song. This new arrangement of tunes in parts led to the formation of choirs. At first, they were introduced only as helps to Congregational Singing, but this gradually yielded, as it had done before, and the new method advanced with sure and steady progress, until toward the close of the last century it had become the almost exclusive method of Church Song. And now, within ten or fifteen years, Congregational singing is again attracting attention, and many persons, especially those who look for a higher religious power in Psalmody, are turning to it. as a remedy for the evils which have grown out of the exclusive method of choirs, and as prom- ising to restore to the Church the almost lost religious aid of song. It is to be regretted that some, in their zeal for Congregational singing, have supposed it necessary to set their faces against choirs, and have even gone so far as to reject the services of such associations. The fact that choirs have, in a great degree, failed to present a method of song truly religious in its iniiuence, is not to be attributed wholly to them; but probably quite as much to. those clergymen and people who have- mistaken a mere musical excitement for the " quickening aud raising up of the affections to Ged." i v PREFACE. That it is unsafe to depend exclusively upon choirs, is abundantly proved in the. history of the Church. The great, danger of such a dependence is, that the whole service will degenerate info a mere attempt at musical display. >.'or is it safe to trust to the Congregational method alone, for without constant care, the singing will then be very liable to fall into neglect, and become unin- teresting, ineffective, and even wearisome. Let the two methods exist together, strengthening one another. Congregational Singing can not be dispensed with by those who seek for the religions in- fluence of Church song; and choirs may do much to promote the true service of Pnalmody/by their guidance and encouragement of universal song. Whenever it is practicable, then, let the 'people who are desirous of Congregational singing avail themselves of the advantages to be derived from such choirs as, formed from among themselves, and disposed to exert a religious influence in the singing exercises, will enlist the sympathy and cooperation of all the people. But that the present efforts for Congregational Singing, or that any efforts for the improvement of the Service of Song be in any satisfactory degree successful, we regard it as essential that both methods be practically understood — at least by those who guide this service — since any attempt to build up the one on the basis of the other must, necessarily, in a great degree fail. Those who seek for Congregational Singing on the principles of Choir Singing, will probably soon give it up as impracticable, and return again to the Choir Singing as the only available method. The Congregational is nature's method of praise. It is, in a great degree, independent of art culture, being indeed above art. It is adapted alike to the voices of the young and the old, of the uncultivated and of the cultivated. It engages all in the simultaneous exercise of the same emo- tions, furnishes something for every one to do, admits of no listeners, and thus excludes that bane of all true worship, criticism. As individual voices are lost in the chorus of the many, one is naturally led to feel his own insignificance. The essential feature of Chorus Singing, the blending of voices, by which the impurity of individual tones is neutralized, and dissonance harmonized, and in which consists in a great degree its strength and its beauty, is obtained almost without effort when many voices, (even fifty or a hundred.) join in one melody. It is adapted to awaken within us ideas of greatness. It belongs to the sublime in tone ; the sublime in nature rather than in art. It may be compared to the mountains, which owe their majesty, not to their fertile soil, nor to any elaboration of architectural skill, but to that Power which commanded the light to shine out of darkness, and brought up from the depths the rough and diversified materials in which con- sists the "strength of the hills." The mountains are not more necessary to fit the earth to be thp habitation of man than is this great method of song to the highest development of that religious life which is perfected through Psalmody. Choir Singing is the method of art ; and although for the common purposes of Church Song no very high degree of artistic attainment is required, yet, that Choir Singing which is worthy u:' the name, must be the result of the proper training of a suitable number of persons who have a more than ordinary portion of intuitive musical ability. It belongs to the beautiful. It depends upon flowing melody, with measure symmetrical, in such soft, elegant, and delicate style as to awaken delight. It may be regarded as one of Zion's " beautiful garments," so that in the proper union of the two methods, it may be baid of the Service of Song, " strength and beauty are in the sanc- tuary." That we may, if possible, throw still further light upon a subject which we consider of vital im- portance to the success of Church Song, we will mention some conditions which are indispensable to Choir Singing, but not to Congregational Singing. 1. It is not indispensable, though it is desirable, in order to qualify one to take a part in Congre- gational Singing, that one should be able to read written music. Let properly conducted singing schools be maintained, and let all be encouraged to attend them ; and especially let all children receive, while they are yet young, appropriate vocal training, and be practically taught the elements both of music and notation. And let all be encouraged, whether they have learned any thing of singing or not, to join vocally in the Psalmody as a religious exercise, regarding it as their duty and privilege. 2. Purity of tone is not indispensable, though it is desirable, to qualify one to unite in Congrega- tional Singing. Although one's tone may be of a nasal or guttural quality, he is not to be denied the privilege of singing Ins Maker's praises in the congregation of the people. Yet it may often be the duty of others to exercise forbearance, and to do whatever circumstances allow for the removal of the cause of offense by suitable attempts at cultivation. And it is possible that there may bo cases where it may be the duty of one to engage only mentally in the exercise, if thereby one may cease to give pain to another. 3. It is not indispensable, though it is desirable, that one should be able to sing in perfect tune, in order that he may join the Congregational Psalmody. There are very few persons whose into- nation is not more or less faulty, but although one may not sing, individually, in tune, there is a "sympathy in sounds" by which, when a multitude sing together, dissonance is resolved, and voices are drawn into unison. 4. It is not indispensable, though it is desirable, that one should be able to appreciate the divis- ions of time, or, as it is more commonly expressed, to keep time, in order to engage in Congrega- tional Singing. If such a natural, easy movement is taken as is alone well adapted to the singing of a promiscuous assembly, there will be no difficulty in keeping toc;ct/ier, an I however feeble may be oui;' s perception of a regular movement, he may safely trust his voice with the voices of the many. PREFACE. v 5. It is not indispensable, though it is desirable, in order to unite in Congregational Pinging, that one's articulation or pronunciation should be exactly right. The words are, indeed, of the utmost; importance, the indispensable part of a hymnal service, and although we may join devotionally in the act of worship in song, even when we do not kuow the particular subject of the hymn, as where the service is in a foreign language, yet we can not be in union with the assembly in definite thought and emotion unless we are in possession of the words. Still, no one should be excluded from Congregational Singing on account of an inaccurate articulation, whether this arise from a natural defect in the organs of speech, or from want of proper culture. 6. Artistic application of the laws of aocent, emphasis, and general expression, is not indispensa- ble, though it is important, to qualify one to join in Congregational Singing. There should indeed be appropriate expression ; but this in one method is quite a different thing from what it is in the other. The expression of the mountain is not more unlike that of the vailey, than the legitimate expression of Congregational Singing is unlike that of Choir Song. Let the singing be habitually regarded as a truly religious act; let the people, old and young, be led to engage in it as such ; let this one point be taught and guarded from the pulpit; let God be sought habitually and found in the Psalm, and it will not lack a suitable expression ; one consisting not so much in the mechanical observance of piano, forte, crescendo, diminuendo, or any dynamic notation, as in the more legiti- mate conditions of a good tonal utterance. Let the mouth speak " out of the abundance of tho heart," and it will be likely to be done with much more propriety than any utterance, however per- fect, which arises from the mere observance of rules of art. As two principal methods of stinging have prevailed in the service of the Christian Church, so three distinct forms of .song have arisen ; the Chant, the Anthem, the Metrical Tune. The Chant is supposed to have been the primitive form of Church Song; the same in which the S iviour himself engaged, when, after he had instituted the Sacrament of the Lord's Supper, he sung a hymn with his disciples, before he went out into the Mount of Olives. Li its simple state it consists in the intoned recitation, or cantilated delivery of the words of the Psalm, being the nearest approach to an impassioned and dignified reading, which a retained pitch, or the absence of inflec- tion will allow. In chanting, the Psalms may be sung in the very words of the sacred Scriptures, the highest form of lyric poetry ; metrical arrangement being unnecessary. The Chant is adapted to a clear enunciation of the words, and thus tends to make music subordinate to thought, and song to religious worship. It is totally dissimilar to all the forms of secular music, and seems to pre- clude the very idea of display. It leaves the mind open to the full impression of the sacred text, and is most favorable to a heartfelt expression. It furnishes the most simple form in which many voices may unite in a simultaneous utterance of words, and hence, is admirably adapted to the Congregational method, to which it properly belongs. Children easily acquire it, and take great delight in it; and it is a most interesting form of worship in Sabbath Schools, as we have tested by long experience. These remarks, however, are applicable to Chanting in its primitive use, and not to such a hurried, "confused and disorderly chattering of the words," or to such a " careless, irreverent man- ner, without a spark of feeling," as. an English writer observes, is often heard in cathedrals; or to such abuses as have grown out of the modern double and florid chants, and from which Chanting has well nigh ceased to be regarded as belonging to the Congregational method. The word Anthkm is supposed to be derived from the same Greek root as is antiphony, which signifies the alternate or responsive manner of singing said to have been introduced into the West- ern churches by Ambrose, in the fourth century. Choir singing probably had its origin in anti- phonal singing, and hence come Anthems. This form was retained by the English church at the time of the Reformation, though generally rejected elsewhere. In its primitive use it was exclu- sively by choirs, yet in a simple form it is quite practicable in Congregational Singing, and may be made a feature of much interest and usefulness. The Metrical Tune is that form which, although known to a limited extent in earlier times, came into geueral use in public worship, at the time of the Reformation, and has ever since been re- tained in the Protestant, and in a portion of the Romish church. It was the musical form of the restored method of song, in which the people were the actors, and consisted in a simple melodv, which, being within the compass of all voices, was sung in unison by the congregation. In the German and other churches on the continent of Europe, the original character of Congregational Tunes and of Congregational Singing still continues, and almost universally prevails to this day. Rut in England the influence of choirs soon led to the introduction of the different vocal parts, which, although at first not intended for the people, were gradually introduced into Congregational Singing, though seldom, if ever, in such proportion as to produce any thing like symmetrical har- mony. The SAHBATn Hymn and Tune Book is designed as a Manual for Congregational Singing. In regard to the principles which have guided its editors in the selection of hymns, the reader is re- ferred to the Preface to The Sabbath Hymn Book. In setting the hymns to music, we have valued music;d art, only so far as it might be made to contribute to the religious purpose in view. Music is employed as a means and not as an end. Our constant object has therefore been to provide for Die best religious expression of the words. The aim has been to secure tunes of not merely negative, but of positive merit — tunes possessing such salient points as are at once marked and relevant, with such agreeableness of melody, and in- Yl PEEFACE, dividuality of character as shall cause them to he apprehended, quickly learned, easily sung, always remembered. Tunes free from all such difficulties as would render them impracticable to the musically unlearned, and possessing such peculiar excellences as will render them attractive to all. Nor has it been forgotten that the tunes, generally, are to be sung not only in the larger assembly of public worship (to which some of them more properly belong), but also in social worship, where, often without much musical ability, Christians pray to God, and "admonish one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs." It is evident that in preparing a hook like the present the most obvious musical material is to he found in the well-known tunes which are commonly used. It was an important object to secure as complete a collection of these as possible. A circular letter of inquiry was therefore addressed to clergymen and those having charge of church music in various parts of the country. Lists of tunes actually ia use were thus obtained, all of which were carefully compared and collated, and from them an index was formed, showing what tunes are most used, and what is the degree of their popularity. This index has been employed as a guide in selecting tunes. As many of theBe tunes are copyright property, it may be well to add that the editors have been able to insert every tune which they desired, a privilege not often enjoyed by the compilers of similar works. Yet notwith- standing all our care and facilities it is quite probable that some persons will miss in this collection tunes which are to them favorites. There are tunes which have become popular in certain locali- ties, but which are not so generally known or of such intrinsic merit, as to claim a place in a collec- tion like this. In the nature of things it is probable that hardly any man will find in any such book, every tune which he would be glad to have inserted. We have, of course, felt obliged sometimes to sacrifice our own taste to what has appeared to be a public demand, and to admit tunes which we regard as having structural defects as tunes for Con- gregational Singing. The repetition of well-known and most useful tunes is a new feature in this hook. There are a few tunes which are very widely known and constantly used. If one of these be presented in but one place, it can be in connection with but few hymns, and therefore will not be frequently sung. Such tunes are repeated in this volume, some of them several times, and each of them is therefore in connection with a large number of hymns. The Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book contains many New Tunes, or such, be they old or new, as are not generally known in our churches. These are needed not merely for the sake of variety, though this might be a sufficient reason for their introduction. There are hymns of new meters which must be supplied with Tunes ; and there are in some hymns of the more usual meters, pecu- liarities of stanzaic form, which, in singing, require tunes of corresponding rhythmic or melodic structure. There are also hymns presenting 6uch new experiences of Christian life, as can hardly find an appropriate musical expression in any of the older melodies. That the new tunes open a wider field of musical expression, we believe will be readily granted, as new hymns to new tunes become familiar in religious worship. We should be very sorry to have the good old tunes super- seded — the Old Hundredths and the Dundees should be retained, often sung, and handed down, well known and familiar, from generation to generation ; but yet there is not only room, but a reai demand, for tunes which are new. This department of our work has been enriched by selections from a very wide range of tunes of all denominations of Christians, in different ages and countries. The new tunes have different degrees of merit, yet all of them may contribute to the appropriate- ness and variety of worship in song. The large supply of Double Tunes may he regarded as a new feature in our work. The impor. tance of Double tunes consists in the fact that such hymns as contain six or more stanzas, often take up too much time when sung through, and that a tune six times repeated may, to those persons whose minds are not intensely fixed upon the hymn service, become tiresome. Almost all these Double tunes are intended to move quickly, and when properly sung, will be to some extent a rem- edy for that slow manner of singing which Dr. Watts condemned, and will prevent the necessity for that frequent abridgment of hymns which weakens the religious etfect of the singing exercise. The Sabbatii Hyjin and Turns Book provides an increased number of3finor Tunes. The neces- sity for these, which have been of late much neglected, arises out of man's emotional nature. It there are seasons of sunshine in Christian life, there are also those of clouds and darkness. As, on the one hand, there is in every high religious experience a fullness of joy which can find a suitable utterance only in the most jubilant strains which musical genius has ever conceived; so, on the other, there is a heart-felt sorrow so deep as to be far beyond the expression of any but the more tender accents, the waitings (it may be) of minor strains. But without going to extremes, it may in truth be said of the Major and Minor in music, that the common experiences of Christian life seem to require, perhaps equally, the animating and invigorating strains of" the one, and the tenderly sympathizing and plaintive influences of the other. The educational power of music must be much abridged, if it be confined to the Major mode. Still, as some choirs and congregations are un- accustomed to Minor tunes, they will generally find, opposite to the Minor, and at the same opening of the book, a tune in the Major mode, applicable iu some degree to the same hymns which can be most appropriately sung with the Minor tune. PREFACE. V lJ In our adaptation of Minor tunes to hymns, we have not hecn unmindful of the fact that the pro- priety of this depends not only upon the emotional character of the words, but also upon times and seasons, and we have sometimes followed the beautiful example of the Episcopal church, which, in the time, of her lenten fastings, sings her jubilant canticles in plaintive Minor strains. The rhythmic form, which is regarded as, in general, the best for metrical tunes, especially for such as are designed for the simultaneous song of many people, is that which, with the exception of the initial and terminal of each line or couplet, consists mostly in tones of equal length. Exam- ples of tunes in this form are on pages 17, !S, 19, 20, 22, 20, 27. " This," says Rev. Mr. Havergal of Worcester, England, " is generally the old form, the traditional form, and the only one which all singers feel to be natural." In this form the older tunes were formerly printed, both in En- gland and in this country, so that in reprinting "The Old Hundredth," "Dundee," and other tunes, as we have done in this work, we do not alter them from but restore them to the original. After much observation and practical experience we are fully persuaded that this form furnishes the best movement for metrical Psalms and Hymns. The longer initials and terminals enable all the people to begin and to close the line together, and also afford a moment for rest at the end of each line, while the intermediate shorter tones are most favorable to the simultaneous utterance of each word and syllable as with one voice. But the greatest advantage, perhaps, is that it enables ;> choir or congregation to sing together in a quicker movement than any other, yet is at the same time conducive to that simple strength and dignity which should ever characterize the union of many voices in sacred song. That we may not be mistaken as to what we mean by quicker movement, we will add that "The Old Hundredth" has been often sung so slowly as to oc.cupy a minute and a half, or even more, in its performance, whereas we suppose, that if sung in its original time, it would not take more than from forty to fifty seconds. The time of this tune, and indeed of all tunes in this rhythmic form, may be learned by using a pendulum of from thirty-five to forty-five inches in length, each beat of which will give the time of one of the intermediate or shorter tones. We do not mean that all these tunes are to be sung, or that any one tune is always to be sung in exactly the same time ; there will naturally be a slight variation, depending upon the hymn, and the circumstances of the ocoasion. We deem it important, however, to remark that there should never be any apparent change of time, during the singing of a hymn; but one movement should be preserved throughout all the stanzas, however they may appear to differ. A second rhythmic form, one which has become very popular within the last twenty-five or thirty years, consists of tones mostly of two lengths, as before, but in alternate groups of two. The tunes Hebron, Denfield, Downs, Boylston, afford specimens of this rhythm. A pendulum of from thirty to forty inches will give the time for the shorter tones in these tunes. It is most important in this class of tunes, that every approach to staccato in the short tones be carefully avoided ; on the con- trary, they should usually be sung quite legato, and sustained to their full length. On the other hand, the longer tones must not be too long. Indeed, there may be a little accommodation between the two, so that the shorter tones may be, as it were, a little longer, and the longer tones a little shorter, than the exact time indicated by the notes, but this must be done without breaking up a proper distinction between the two, or disturbing the general choriambic character. A third rhythmic form consists of tones of two lengths as before, but mostly in groups of four. The tunes Uxbridge and Olden illustrate this form. A pendulum of from thirty to thirty-six inches will give the time. The remark in respect to the accommodation between the tones of different lengths applies also to this rhythm. A fourth class includes tunes in which the longer and shorter tones regularly alternate: Orton- ville, Ray, Rayford, Anley, and many other tunes belong to this class. A pendulum, from sixteen to twenty-four inches, will give the time of quarter notes in these tunes. A somewhat modified form of this general rhythmic structure maybe seen in the tunes Becker. Albon, Ware, Albec, and others. These tunes, on account of the prevalence of the shorter tones, require a somewhat slower movement, as indicated by a pendulum of from twenty to twenty-six inches. Again, another modi- fication of the form may be found in such tunes as Bethany and Glyn, which, because of the preva- lence of the longer tones, require a somewhat quicker movement, as of a pendulum of ten or twelve inches in length. Each of the foregoing classes, with slight exceptions, is adapted to a syllabic utterance, or the singing of a single tone to each syllable. The last is, perhaps, somewhat less adapted to Congrega- tional Singing. A fifth rhythmic form includes tunes in equal (double or quadruple) measure, embracing a greater variety in the length of tones, brought together with less regard to the symmetrical relation of length, and containing syncopes, suspensions, etc. See Duke Street, Federal Street, Lanesboro 1 , Ernan, Hamburg, Lyte, Ward, Dedham, Medfield. Tunes in unequal (triple or sextuple) measure, but in other respects similar to class five, may be brought together as the last rhythmic class which we need to present. Illustrative jf this class, are Howard, St. Martins, Rothwell, Abridge, Mendon, All Saints, Thatcher. A pendulum of from twenty-five to thirty inches will indicate the time of the quarter notes in the last two varieties. There may be a few tunes which can hardly be assigned to either of the above classes, but in re- gard to all, whatever may be the movement, sufficient time must always be taken to speak the words with propriety, for nothing merely musical can justify a movement, be it quick or slow, which shall interfere with an appropriate delivery of the words. The Adaptation of Tunes to Hymns is a department of our labor upon which most careful con- Vlll PREFACE. sideration has been bestowed, in the belief that it is of great importance to the usefulness of religions son?. This has, indeed, been by far the most difficult department of labor in the preparation of this volume. A good hymn may be sung to a good tune, and the two together form an unsatisfac- tory whole. One may prove a detriment rather than an assistance to the other. The mere metrical fitness of one for the other, though necessary, is a simple, and the very lowest consideration. Th& music must be suitable to express the emotion which the words describe or imply. A first question then is, what is the emotional condition which the hymn supposes? A second question is, what strains will best assist the expression of this emotion ? Is the hymn one of worship, or is it merely didactic, hortatory, or descriptive ? Does it imply direct or immediate homage, or only that which is indirect or mediate ? These questions have been minutely considered at every step. Our experience has led us to reject all such aids to musical expression as the marginal marks found in some books of psalmody. We are satisfied of the injurious effects of such notation. It encourages, almost necessitates, a dramatic spirit in singing, which is wholly at variance with the spirit of worship. Careful attention has also been given to such peculiarities of rhythmical and poetical structure as are found in some of the hymns. Instances may be cited in hymns 8, 292, 2C8, 339, 357, 471, 55(3, 71S. 1004, 1092, 1267, and many others. It has been supposed that it would be interesting, where it could be done without detriment in other respects, to set the old versions of the Psalms to corresponding old tunes sung also in early times. Instances in which this has been done are in hymns 13, 31, 32, 46, 48, 65, 220, 230, 243, 336. There will generally be found at each opening of the book two tunes, either of which is adapted to all the hymns upon the two pages. Csmmonly one of these is a well-known tune ; and the other, one which is less familiar, or entirely new. This arrangement has also enabled us, where we have felt compelled, in deference to its popularity, to insert a tune which we can not regard as free from serious defects, to give in connection with the same hymns a tune of better structure. Care has also been taken to preserve, as far as possible, established associations between hymns and tunes. The hymns in this book are not arranged in numerical order as in the Sabbath Hymn Book. From the plan of the work, it was impossible that this should be done without sacrificing the proper adaptation of tunes to hymns. Yet it was deemed of great importance, for convenience in using the two books in the same congregation, that the hymns should be numbered alike in both books. It is supposed that the clergyman will always find it most convenient to use "The Sabbath Hymn Book" in selecting his hymns, because of its topical arrangement. When both books are used in the same congregation, it being understood that in the announcement of the page, reference is always made to " The Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book, 11 the hymn may be given out thus : "71st Hymn ; 42d page." Those who have only the Hymn Book will then turn immediately to the hymn by its number, while those who have the Hymn and Tune Book, will find it with equal ease by the page. The Chants contained in The Sabbath Hymn- axd Tuxe Book, are mostly those of the best En- glish composers, and the few new ones are upon the same primitive Anglican model. A new feature, at least in this country, in a book for Congregational singing, is the introduction of short, easy Anthems. The words of these are mostly from the Psalms, and are peculiarly ap- propriate to the various occasions of public worship. The music is easy, and quite practicable to congregations which are willing to make a little effort to learn it. They will be fouud useful for choirs as well as congregations. The Anthem, No. 14, may derive some interest from the fact that it has been supposed to be an ancient Hebrew melody, and substantially the same as was used in the Temple worship. Two of the Indexes in this volume refer to the number of the hymns, and not to the pages. The pages will be easily ascertained by reference to the table on page II. It was found that the attempt to include in each case in these indexes a references to the page, as well as the number of the hymn, besides occupying a very large amount of space, would confuse the mind, and be inconveni- ent in many respects. As we have already remarked, Congregational singing may be led by a Choir. It may be led by a Precentor ; yet he, if he is truly interested in his work, and if he sustain a proper relation to the congregation, would almost immediately gather around him a few aiding voices. In either case the accompaniment of an Organ, Organ Harmonium, or Melodeon, will be important. The choir, who lead, must be content to sing in a plain, simple manner, without any attempt at artistic effect. They should avoid every thing which tends to confuse the congregation or to discourage the general par- ticipation in the song; and they should furnish a full volume of sound with which the people can readily unite. It is better that all should sing the melody, at least until the congregation become vt:ry thoroughly acquainted with it, and, under all circumstances, it is important that this part should be well sustained by men's voices. The singing of the four different parts is in fact singing four different tunes, and this causes confusion to those who have made little musical proficiency. These remarks may apply, also, in part at least, to the manner of playing the organ, which should have for its constant object the assisting of the people, all the people, in their song, and should uvoid every thing having a tendency to mislead or confuse them. Tunes should be used with which the congregation are familiar. New tunes may be introduced, one at a time, with more or less frequency, according to the facility with which the people learn them. The same tunes should be frequently repeated, since familiarity with the tune is necessary to any high degree of religious influence in the singing exercise. It is not an uncommon thing, in the German congregations, to hear the same tune to two hymns during the same service. PREFACE. IX Tt is important that every one in the congregation make, and continue, the effort to unite in the singing. It* a man utter no sound which can be heard even by the person at his side, a pjod exam- ple, at least, is set which may encourage some one else to sing who would otherwise remain silent. It is desirable that those who can do so should sing heartily, with open mouth and full voice, and not in the smothered, uncertain manner, which is too common, and affords poor encouragement and assistance to others. The advantage of occasional meetings for singing need hardly be alluded to. We have reference now, not to the usual singing school, the object of which is to teach those who attend to read music, though it is most desirable that such should be encouraged, but to gatherings of all the people for the purpose of learning the tunes chiefly by rote. These should not degenerate into mere singing, but should be religious meetings. Let the hymns be sung through, and this with meaning. Suc- cess in Congregational Singing can not be expected without effort. There must be a willingness on the part of the people to make and persevere in this effort. Finally, each one should make the song his own, assuming the words as real expressions of the inward sense of his own soul. Even although they may not always be strictly applicable to one's circumstances, yet sympathizing with others, Ave should surely in this universal and delightful Bo ig Service, rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. An esteemed writer, already quoted, in speaking of the old tunes, says: " If we would have these old tunes to perfec- tion, we. must attain more of the old-fashioned piety with which they were formerly sung." If music he substituted for religion, and singing for devotion, the best tune and the best voices will neither increase religion, nor aid devotion. Unless Congregational Singing rest upon a religious foundation, it will be like the house built upon the sand. Unless it be conducted ar> a religious duty and privilege, it will fail to secure its legitimate ends. But where it is attempted and pursued in a right spirit and with proper efforts, there is no danger from the want of artistic culture. " We now offer ' The Sabbath Hymn and Tune Book 1 to the churches, invoking the blessing of the Great Head of the Church upon our labors, that they may meet the wants of devout worshipers, and especially that they may be fouud conducive to the spirituality of i The Service of Song in the House of the Lord.' " LOWELL MASON, EDWARDS A. PA UK, AUSTIN PHELPS. Andovee, Mass., March, 1859. INDEX TO PAGES OF HYMNS. :;\ HYMN PAGE 1 . .Judson 358 2 . . Montgomery 176 3 . . Sarah J. Hale 323 4 . . Miss. Williams. . .370, 452 5 ..Tate— Brady 319 6 .. Watts 277 7 66 8 ..J. Wesley* 146 9 ..Mrs. Steele 388 .Heber 147 , Watts 20 Lute 22 Milton* 18 Watts 52 Watts 52 .Watts Ill Tate— Brady 63 10 11 12 13 14 IS 16 17 18 ..Lijte. Watts 50 , Watts 38 , Watts 42 Stennett 22 , Watts 34 G Burder 387 , Montgomery 2S2 , Watt's 46 Watts 26 , Tate — Brady 142 32 53 29 . . Montgomery. Sternhold — Hopkins.. 17 Tate— Brady 17 Watts 53 Watts 17 Montgomery 73 Watts 374 53 J Watts 72 I Goode 400 ! Tate— Brady 26 j Mrs. Barbauldt 274 \ Cowper 292 Watts 38 Watts 54 Watts 42 4G . . Old Latin Hymn. ... 115 4T . . Sir R. Grant 309 48 ..Ken 49 48 ..J. Wesley. 22 50 . . Rosenmoth 269 51 . . Hawkesworth 389 52 . . Tate— Brady 19 j 53 .. Watts ' 22 j 64 ..Uayward 24 | HYMN PAGE 55 ..Neioton 136 56 ..Zuinger, translated by Merrick 36 57 . . Wm. Mason 227 58 ..Cotteril 24 59 ..Watts 44 60 . . Mrs. Barbauld 34 61 ..Stennett 28S 62 ..Watts 241 63 144 64 . . Mrs. Brown 214 65 ..Ken 49 66 ..Mrs. Steele 114 67 .. Watts 353 68 ..Keble 42 69 ..Edmeston 234 70 392 71 . Watts 42 72 ..C. Wesley. 340 73 .. Watts 303 74 . . Montgomery 20 75 ..Edmeston 289 76 ..S. F. Smith 202 77 ..Brown 307 78 273 79 . . Montgomery 376 80 358 81 28 82 ..Kelly 376 83 . Tate— Brady 70 84 ..Newton 388 85 ..Palmer. 387 86 ..Burder 407 87 ..Hart 49 88 294 89 ..Watts 292 90 . . Montgomery* 82 91 ..Newton 303 92 172 93 ..NTewton 387 94 ..Gibbons 380 95 ..E. T. Fitch 182 96 30 97 41 9S ..Conder 66 99 ..Fawcett 84 100 ..Watts 30 101 172 102 ..Watts 33 103 ..Watts 30 104 ..Montgomery 150 105 ..Merrick 150 10(3 372 107 .. Watts 63 niMN PAGE 108 . -Lyte .... 106 109 . . Watts .... 43 110 . .Ogilvie .... 47 111 . 112 . . Walts 48 . Watts .... 05 113 . . Montgomery .... 107 114 . 115 . 24 . Sir R. Grant . . . .... 58 116 . 117 . .... 59 . Smart .... 36 118 . Watts .... 26 119 .Addison . 90, 453 120 . Watts .... 25 121 . . Watts .... 46 122 . Turner .... 274 123 . Watts .... 86 124 . Sternhold .... 80 125 . Conder .... 57 126 . 127 .... 19 . Doddndge .... 353 128 129 .... 65 . Blacklock .... SO 130 . .H.K. White.... .... 76 131 . .H. K. White... .... 76 132 . Watts .... 18 133 . Mrs. Steele .... 86 134 . Watts .... 240 135 . Watts .... 274 136 137 . 138 . . Watts. .. 307 51 . Conder .. 280 139 . Thomson .... 68 140 .Madam Guyon. . .... 388 141 . Watts .... 1S2 142 . Watts .... 274 143 .'Tate— Brady — .... 76 144 . Watts .... 337 145 .Watts .... 31 146 .Watts .. 290 147 . Watts .... 69 148 149 150 . 151 .... 73 322 .... 124 .Bowring .... 1 ( .'3 152 153 . .... 72 . J. Young .... 62 154 . . Watts .... 48 155 . Needham .... 307 156 . Tate— Brady .... 70 157 158 . . Watts .... 48 . Mrs. Steele 69 159 . Watts .... 75 160 . . Tate— Brady .... 49 101 . Watts .... 330 INDEX TO PAGES OF HYMNS. 11 RYM* PA OK 162 ..Watts 176 103 . Watts 43 164 ..Waits 383 165 ,. Watts 75 166 ..Watts 04 167 . . Wrangham 19 168 ..Watts 40 169 ..Watts 214 170 ..Tate— Brady 44 171 ..Watts 383 172 359 173 28 174 . . Watts 3S9 175 31 176 ..Doddridge 133 177 ..Tate— Brady 73 178 .. Watts 110 179 ..Watts 65 180 ..Kirkham 270 181 ..Tate— Brady 86 182 ..Needham 75 183 ..Watts 117 184 ..Watts 80 185 ..E.Scott 336 186 . . Fawcett 359 187 ..Watts 70 188 ..Watts 41 189 ..Watts 83 190 ..March 197 191 73 192 ..Watts 90 193 .. Watts 163 194 .. Watts 138 195 68 196 ..Alford 18 197 .. Watts. 29S 193 241 199 ..Watts 76 2(10 403 201 ..Mrs. Steele 210 202 ..Addison 312 203 . . Mrs. Steele 130 20-4 . . Heginbotham 92 205 ..Heginbotham 220 206 ..Merrick 202 207 ..Bowring. 386 208 ..Latrobe 324 209 52 210 ..Lyte 94 211 ..Addison 370 212 ..Mrs. Steele 371 213 ..Logan 359 214 ..Heginbotham 190 215 ..AnnaL. Waring... 280 216 ..Doddridget 359 217 .. Watts 160 218 ..Tate— Brady 371 219 ..Addison 309 220 313 221 ..Watts 88 222 370 223 ..Watts 32 224 ..Montgomery 32 225 .. Watts 91 226 ..Montgomery 384 227 ..Sandys 28 2*8 ..Miltont 126 229 . .Tate— Brady 199 HYMN PAGE 230 ..Tate— Brad;/ 173 231 . . Montgomery 1V6 232 . . Watts 338 233 231 234 . . Mrs. Steele 336 235 .. Watts 302 236 ..Cowper 80 237 ..Palmer 241 233 .. Watts 103 239 ..Conder 208 240 142 241 ..Beddome 103 242 ..Hervey 191 243 178 244 100 245 81 246 ..Watts 33 247 ..C. Wesley 178 248 ..Watts 87 249 193 250 ..Doddridge 83 251 .. Watts 87 252 ..Watts 92 253 ..C. Wesley 217 254 ..Watts 304 255 .. Watts 106 256 .. Wardlaw 200 257 ..Lyte 296 253 .. Watts 116 259 ..Lijtc 44 260 ..C. Wesley. 348 261 ..Longford 28 262 . . Watts 200 263 . . Martin Luther. 114 264 ..Bonar 269 265 ..Robinson 193 266 ..Heber 79 267 , .... 200 268 ..Tate 112 269 ..Cawood 213 270 ..C. Wesley 391 271 Ill 272 ..Sears 221 273 62 274 ..Doddridge 117 275 ..Watts 91 276 . . Bowring 391, 457 277 .. Watts 200 278 . . From the German . . 29 279 132 280 ..Watts 184 281 ..Enfield S80 252 103 253 ..A. C.Coze. ......... 146 284 302 285 ..Bache 114 286 ..Beddome 2S6 287 ..Watts 179 288 ..Cowper 371 289 ..Milman 146 290 ..Montgomery 163 291 ..Hart 163 292 . . Tappan 224 293 . . Suqgested by Gerhard 356 294 148 295 234 296 . . 393 297 '.'.Francis '.'.'.'.'.'.'.' '.'.'.'. 294 HYMN PA OR 298 . Stennett 224 299 .. Waits 130 300 . . Cowper 96 301 ..Cowper 26 302 Ill 303 ..Watts 313 304 332 305 ..Watts 28) 306 ..Stennett 376 307 120 308 ..Beddome i'3 309 .. Watts 1?7 310 ..Watts 337 311 ..Mrs. Steele 303 312 .. Watts 98 313 174 314 ..Bonar 227 315 ..Bonar 311 316 ..Watts 293 317 ..Bowring 173 31S ..C. Wesley 62 319 ..Kelly 93 320 302 321 105 322 124 323 ..Mrs. Steele 210 324 .. Watts 104 325 ..Watts 87 326 357 327 ..Mrs. Steele 34 328 . . S. Stennett 109 329 ..Reed 19S 330 ..Haweis 379 331 ..Hammond H'6 332 ..Stennett 40 333 . . Cennick 54 334 . . Binney 54 335 123 336 . . Gregory,tr.by Palmer 1 1 5 337 .. Watts 201 333 ..Watts 112 339 . . Montgomery. 74 340 144 341 144 342 ..Watts 376 343 40 344 ..Oliver 59 345 . . Kingsbury 400 346 27 347 ..Shirley 82 348 ..Watts 165 349 ,.C. Wesley 53 350 ..Watts. 81 351 .. Watts 60 352 ..Waits. 93 353 . , Old Latin Hymn. . . . 166 354 ..Cudworth 127 355 ..Kelly.. 374 356 ..Doddridge 133 357 110 358 ..Watts, 230 359 ..Doddridge 128 360 ..Collyer. 166 361 123 362 ..C. Wesley 64 363 ..Tate— Brady 201 364 . . Montgomery 65 365 124 12 IXDEX TO PAGES OF HTMXS, PAGE 366 ,.Bathurst 124 367 ..Conder 226 3G3 ..C. Wesley 94 S69 73 370 120 S71 ..Bakewell 213 372 ..S.M. Waring 242 373 352 374 ..Mrs. Steele 230 375 . . Mrs. Steele 230 376 . . Kelly 63 377 ..Kelly 372 37S ..Watts 27 8T9 ..Duncan 113 3-0 ..Kelln 166 331 ..Doddridge 87 382 166 3S3 ..Mrs. Steele 94 384 ..Bonar 301 3S5 . . Watts 92 386 ..Kelly 392 3S7 ..Lyte 201 3-8 ..Newton 364 389 228 390 112 391 ..C. Wesley 63 392 ..Montgomery 126 393 ..Popef 57 394 84 995 ..Heginbotham 142 395 .., 202 397 203 398 3S6 299 ..Bickersteth 234 400 407 401 23 4<>2 ..C. Wesley 102 403 . . Mrs. Steele 252 404 ..Zinzendorf 350 4)5 ..Bonar 1S4 406 105 407 ..Kelbi 301 4,(3 ..C. Wesley 363 409 ..C. Wesley 363 410 363 411 ..3rrs. Steele 196 412 ..SirR. Grant. 309 413 ..Rafles 290 414 ..Newton 204 415 ..Macduff. 167 416 i 2o2 417 ..Cowper 304 418 ..Bonar 284 419 ..Nevin 193 420 ..Mrs. Steele 182 421 ..Bonar 192 422 56 423 ..Reber. 351 424 . . Watts 214, 455 425 ..Toplady 372 426 219 427 242 423 ..H. K. White 122 429 ..Fawcett 94 430 56 431 . . Medley 122, 454 432 ..Doddridge 339 4^3 . .Medley. 37 ITYMK PAGE 434 140 | 435 ..Mrs. Steele 95 436 ..Mrs. Steele 142 437 292 ! 43S ..Newton 192 | 439 95 1 440 ..Watts 25 | 441 . .Newton. 116 i 442 ..Newton 203 ! 443 ..Heberf 351 I 444 ..Bonar 160 ' 445 ..Doane S8 j 446 ..Bonar US I 447 ..Reed 14S 448 . . Montgomery. 176 449 ..Heber £06 450 260 451 ..Latin Hymn tr. by Palmer 354 452 ..Hart. 272 453 ..Beddome 163 454 . . Browne 135 455 ..Watts 364 456 .. 351 457 .Reed .... 66 453 . . . . 67 459 . Mrs. Steele. .... 184 460 .... 103 461 .0. Wesley .... 344 462 . Watts .... 187 463 .T. Scott .... 135 464 .Montgomery .... 346 465 . Watts . . . . 276 466 .Lyte .... 156 467 123 463 . . . . 81 469 .... 21 470 408 471 318 472 . Montgomery .... 36S 4(3 82 4"4 145 475 137 476 145 477 . Watts .... 63 473 .Watts .... 281 479 .Watts ... 91 450 . Sir R. Grant . . . . 92 431 . Watts ... 330 48'>, . Watts 330 4-3 . Cowper ... 34 484 . Watts .... SS 485 . Mrs. Steele ... 63 4S6 .Watts ... 19 437 .Watts. ... 228 483 . .Fawcett ... 214 4S9 . .Waits ... 364 490 .Watts ... 182 491 ... 390 492 . Watts ...344 493 . . Watts .... 275 4 '4 . .Watte ... 380 495 . ■ C. Wesley. ... 343 496 . .Montgomery ... 340 497 . .Dwight ... 213 498 . . Watts ...344 499 . .Wattsi ... 286 1 500 . .Watts . . . 320 HYMN* PA CI POl . . Waft* 293 502 ..4 1005 1006 1007 10-1S iooo 1010 I Oil 1012 1013 1014 1015 1016 1017 1018 1019 1020 1021 1022 10-23 1024 1025 1026 1027 1023 1029 1030 1031 1032 1033 1(184 1035 1036 1037 1038 1039 1040 1041 1042 1043 PAGE 215 .From the German. . 222 .From the German. . 260 . Watts 15S 302 283 271 .Mrs. Steele 115 . Montgomery 212 .Heber 323 27T .Bonar 201 .Richter 202 .Sarah F. Adams... 244 HYMN 1044 1045 , 1016 . 1017 .. Watts 104S 1040 1050 1051 PACK 1 Guest 400 | Doddridge 411 l : 411 . 411 . 400 I . 361 . 329 3S4 306 . Montgomery 162 .C. Wesley 186 . . C. Wesley 1S6 I .C. Wesleyf 102 j 252 345 .. Watts 34b! ..Mrs. Steele 101 ] . . Watts 223 . . Zinzendorf 319 ! ..Bonar 139 1071 . . Watts . . M' Cheynei. . . ..Kelly . . Watts . . Davies^ , ..Palmer 325 ..Wingrove 85 .. Watts 328 ..Watts 326 ..Doddridge 375 . . Sewton 215 1052 1053 1054 1055 1056 1057 1058 1050 1060 1061 1062 1063 1064 1065 1066 1067 1063 1060 1070 249 271 162 249 147 Wafts . 1072 1073 1074 1075 1076 1077 1078 1079 1080 1081 1032 35 I 1083 C. Wesley Montgomery Thomas Aquinas, tr. by Palmer. ... 203 Conder 101 Siennett 183 183 Watts 233 Xoel 316 Watts 316 Montgomery 71 Beddome 169 Doddridge 353 Doddridge 3SI Watts 50 32 Montgomery 169 Doddridge 165 Beddome 1S3 Davies 135 Davies 160 Montgomery 387 Montgomery SSI 85 , Montgomery 376 . Bryant 45 108 . Watts 125 . Montgomery 29 .Faber 393 159 150 . Watts. 308 308 300 ..Dwi'iht 223 ..Watts 61 . .Bonar 366 . . Tat"— Brady 405 . . Watts 21 2 . . From the German. . 393 ..Newton 219 ..Doddridge 56 ..Walts 23 . . Watts . . Watts . . Watts. . . Watts 1084 1085 1086 1087 10S8 1039 1000 1031 1002 1003 1004 1005 1006 79 ! 1097 209 : 1008 .Jane Taylor... .Cle. Alezandrinus.. 354 71 , 405 39 159, 458 .Boden... .Kelli .Bonar 385 j 1099 .Doddridge 198 j 1100 .Watts 72 1101 ..Logan 113 1102 .Watts 61 1103 .L. Bacon 61 ! 1104 .A. C.Coxef 346 1105 .Montgomery 181 . 1106 ,.8. F. Smith 402 j 1107 325 I 1103 301 ! 1109 410 i 1110 Heber 104 Watts 125 183 G. Clayton 110 335 190 239 239 326 339 399 Crosswell 1S7 , Doddridge 187 Francis 218 133 82 83 215 .G. Burgess 231 263 .Heber 152 S3 Caroline Seward. . Yoke HYMN PAOH 1111 ..J. S. Dwight 401 1112 ..Heber 257 1113 .. Walter Scott 71 1114 3'.'l 1H5 ..L.Bacon 31 1116 ..Tate— Brady 45 1117 103 1118 ..Mrs. Steele 233 1119 302 1120 ..S. F. Smith 401 1121 305 1122 ..Doddridge 103 1133 .. Watts 7) 1124 377 11-25 ..Watts 81 1126 220 11:7 .. Williams £03 11CS 51 1129 ..Watts 304 1130 ..L.Bacon 167 1131 1S1 1132 ..Heber. 3^5 1133 ..Lyte 395 1134 ..Montgomery 210 1135 .. Watts 240 1136 305 1137 373 1138 400 1139 ..S. F. Smithi 46 1140 ..Gaskelli 411 1141 . . Mrs. Siqournci) 41 1 1142 . . Mrs. Barbauldf. . . . 12T 1143 ..Conder 1CT 1 144 . . Washburn 253 1145 ..Watts 204 1146 ..Palmer 29 1147 ..Browne 273 1148 ..Morrison 399 1140 ..Watts 112 1150 ..Wattst 125 1151 ..Doddridgei , 43 1152 ..Moore 205 1153 ..W. B. C. Peabody.. 150 1154 37 1155 . . Montgomery 401 1 156 . . Doddridge 31 1157 ..Watts 233 1158 ..Doddridge 201 1159 . . Xeicton 390, 456 1160 ..Beddome , 341 1161 ..a Wcsteii 397 1162 . . Mrs. Steele 337 1163 .. Watts 129 1164 .. Watts 306 1165 ..Watts 316 1166 .. Watts 255 1167 ..J. Burton £61 1163 2S3 1160 311 1170 .. Watts 220 1171 ..Beddome 316 1172 .. Watts 303 1173 321 1174 321 1175 ..Dale , 157 1176 ..Muhlenberg 323, 456 1177 ..Malan 1-3 1173 311 16 INDEX TO PAGES OF HYMNS. tITMX 1179 .. 1180 .. 1181 .. 1182 .. 1133 .. 1184 .. J 185 .. us*; . 11S7 ., 1185 .. 1183 .. 1190 .. 1191 . 1192 ., 1193 . 1194 ., 1195 . 1196 .. 1197 . 1198 . 1199 , 1200 . 1-201 . 1202 . 1203 . 1204 . 1205 . 1206 . 1207 . 1208 . 1209 . 1210 . 1211 . 1212 . 1213 . 1214 . 1215 . 1216 . Mrs. Steele From the German. , Charlotte Elliott..., Hill PAGE . 369 . 317 147 I 3i »o ! 377 ! 235 ! Collyer 321 254 255 189 412 326 ! 116 308 308 303 Logan. Montgomery . Doddridge Watts Mrs. Barbauld Mrs. Barbauld Watts Mrs. Mackay 305 317 Palmer 321 | Montgomery. 322 W. B. C.Peabody... 327 Wa#» 29? Mrs. Steele 317 Mrs. Hemans 355 | Notker 279 j Mrs. Gilbert 279 Heber 306 i Dale 133 Montgomery 314 Mrs. Hemans 267 S. F. Smith 310 Watts 312 177 Watts 317 Collyer 310 Montgomery. 256 Mrs. Gilbert 324 , 303 nYMH PAGE 1217 365 1213 ..Heber 153 1219 ..Doddridge 312 1220 ..Bonar 366 1221 . . From a WelshHymn 407 1222 ..From a WelshHymn 407 1223 ..Kelly 305 1224 ..T.R. Taylor 244 1225 131 1226 ..Bonar 173 1227 377 1228 262 1229 ..Watts 331 1230 357 1231 97 1232 ..Lyte 99 1233 . . Watts 239 1234 ..Stennett 296 1235 . . Walts 21 1236 . . Mrs. Steele 296 1237 ..Montgomery 382 1238 .Cennick 361 1239 ..Noel 239 1240 327 1241 ..Bonar 97 1242 .Gibbons 93 1243 381 1244 ..Bonar 324 1245 . . Watts 97 1246 ..Needham 346 1247 99 1248 ..Montgomery 282 1249 ..Rafflesi 2S2 1250 .- 297 1251 .. Watts 347 1252 ..Watts 385 1253 ..Doddridge 276 1254 , ,Doddnd>je\ 276 nruK pagb 1255 ..Tappan 55 1256 ..C. Wesley 2C7 1257 .. Watts 267 1258 ..Mrs. Steele 231 1259 245 1260 .. Watts 215 1261 189 1262 ..H. C. von Schwirn- itz 284 1263 ..Palmer 222 1264 151 1265 . . Mrs. Steele 267 1266 . . Watts 297 1207 ..Heberf 146 1268 ..Kelly 127 1269 ..Bonar 3S2 1270 ..Bonar 195 1271 ..Bonar 315 1272 ., Watts 89 1273 347 1274 . . Watts 99 1275 3-17 1276 ..H.K. White 313 1277 205 1278 .. Watts 291 1279 ..C. Wesley 299 1280 ..Addisont 291 12S1 362 1282 .. Von Celxtno 89 1283 . . Walter Scott, from Von Celano 254 1284 . .Martin Luther 403 1285 . . Watts 70 1286 209 1287 ..Newton 294 1288 ..Doddridge 299 1289 255 1290 ..From the, German.. 403 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. THE OLD HUNDREDTH. L. M. ^ —I i :^: gag Se£ r-t rr _j «L 3=R- U ' ■ AID. -o II 31. Old version of the One Hundredth Psalm. 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice. 2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed, Without our aid he did us make ; "We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 Oh, enter, then, his gates with praise; Approach with joy his courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless his name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why ? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. 32. " Glad homage"— Psalm 100. 1 With one consent, let all the earth, To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before him songs of praise. 2 Oh, enter ye his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press : And still your grateful hymns repeat. And still bis name with praises bless, 2 3 For he 's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. 34 "Enter into JTis notes with thanksgiving." Psalm loO. 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice ; With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God ; 't is he alone Doth life, and breath, and being give : We are his work, and not our own ; The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joj', With praises to his courts repair ; And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind, Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom earth and heaven ador«, Be glory as it was of old, Is now, and shall be evermore ! IS New sabbatii hymn - and tuxe book. CHRISTMAS (Old.) C. M. Double. ^=F^= ^ F^^ \ — |- H 1 J..J| r^ Hi ThI ~ 4 ~*1 pM=fr r r ■ ^ J-t t V r ' r — © — t1— T — ' II J • i — & W4+ » f i" r- ^w 1 !. ! 1 1 -,* ^ r— > 4 — t — ' — -t— &— l ^=n=r- 4— *■ ¥- =N*= 1 1 1 V- TO yl?i oM F^rsw? p/" £A* Eighty -fourth 1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair, O Lord of hosts ! how dear The pleasant tabernacles are, "Where thou dost dwell so near! 2 My soul doth long, and, fainting, sigh Thy courts, O £ord, to see ; My heart and flesh aloud do cry, O living God, for thee ! S Happy, who in thy house reside, Where thee they ever praise ; Happy, whose strength in thee doth hide, And in their hearts thy ways. 4 They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Zion do appear. 5 For God the Lord, both sun and shield, Gives grace and glory bright; No good" from them shall be withheld, Whose ways are just and right. 6 Lord God of hosts, who reign'st on high ! That man is truly blest Who doth on thee alone rely, In thee alone doth rest. 132. Who, in the heaven, can ha compared unto the Lord?" — Psalm S3. 1 "Witii reverence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord; His high commands with reverence hear, And tremble at his word. 2 Great God ! how high thy glories rise ! How bright thine armies shine ! "Where is the power with thee that vies, Or truth compared to thine ! 8 The northern pole, and southern, rest On thy supporting hand ; Darkness and day, from cast to west, Move round at thy command, •i Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boisterous deep ; Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, The rolling billows sleep. 5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine, And the dark world of hell ; How did thine arm in vengeance shine, "When Egypt durst rebel ! 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is tlry grace ; W T hile truth and mercy joined in one, Invite us near thy face. 19G."/?i this will I be eonfid4mi. n —Taalm 46, 1 God is our refuge and our strength, When trouble's hour is near : A very present help is he ; Therefore we will not fear. 3 Although the pillars of the earth Shall clean removed be, The very mountains carried forth, And cast into the sea ; 3 Although the waters rage and swell, So that the earth shall shake : Tea, and the solid mountain roots Shall with the tempest quake; — •1 There is a river that makes glad The city of our God,— The tabernacle's holv place Of the Most High's abode. 5 The Lord is in the midst of her ; Removed she shall not be, Because the Lord our God himself Shall help us speedily. 6 The Lord our strength and refuge is, "When trouble's hour is near: A very present help is he ; Therefore we will not fear. i NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHRISTMAS (Handel's). C. M. 19 % i ^4 J»-rt— fl~E=feg=t— wis: fc=fc ^ ', 'i '. ' " '. i|l I r I, f _ Hi , r J '. r K9 M 2fo 7%o?t exalted, God, above the V u ' Heavens.''' — Psal m 57. 1 God, my heart is fully bent To magnify thy name ; My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise, Shall celebrate thy fame. 2 Awake, my lute, nor thou, my harp, Thy warbling notes delay; While I, with early hymns of joy, Prevent the dawning day. 3 To all the listening tribes, Lord, Thy wonders I will tell; And to those nations si»g thy praise That round about us dwell ; — 4 Because thy mercy's boundless height The highest heaven transcends, And far beyond th' aspiring clouds Thy faithful truth extends. 5 Be thou, O God, exalted high Above the starry frame ; And let the world, with one consent, Confess thy glorious name. •The Lord sitteth King for ever.' Psalm 29. 126. 1 Ye hosts of heaven, ye mighty ones, Ascribe, with one accord, The strength, the power, the majesty. To your almighty Lord. 2 Give glory to his holy name, And honor him alone ; - In beauty meet of holiness Approach his lofty throne. 3 Jehovah's voice of majesty Is on the waters wide ; The God of glory thundereth, And on the seas doth ride. 1 Jehovah sits upon the floods, And tempests rage in vain; Jehovah sits as Sovereign King, And evermore shall reign. 167. Eternity of God's Mercy.— Psalm 136. 1 Oh, praise the Lord ! for he is good; In him we rest obtain : His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 2 Let all the people of the Lord His praises spread around ; Let them his grace and love record, Who have salvation found. 3 Now let the east in him rejoice, The west its tribute bring, The north and south lift up their voice In honor of their King. 4 Oh, praise the Lord ! for he is good; In him we rest obtain : His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 486." Oh, how 1 love thy Laxo /"—Psalm lift 1 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 'T is daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word ; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 How doth thy word my heart engage ! How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yields me a heavenly "song. •A When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. 90 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GROVE. L. M. Double. J»_) J-jl^- J J-j^J^W^ | , J_J_J J I J i! J r r r T ^5 eJ g|_^ F ^- l • ' t f r r r r r r i| J, — - jJ_4 41 J 1 j J J | J ! L 1 ' -i 1 . i -rHj- £— r hp ^ r— j^-H— — i, . ■ "-{* — t — r— h 1 1 — H ^ $ rO-- --Z2=L1 -est g - J \- T? P- ma ~| 1 "Thou, Lord, host made me glad through -*- ■*- • 27ty work." — Psalm 92. 1 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 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal cares shall seize my breast : Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 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 ! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish, till thy breath Blast "them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 7 4." I heard tJie voice of a great multitude." \ 1 Millions within thy courts have met, Millions, this day, before thee bowed ; Their faces Zion-ward were set, Vows with their lips to thee they vowed, Soon as the light of morning broke O'er island, continent, or deep, Thy far-spread family awoke, Sabbath, all round the world,to keep. 3 From east to west, the sun surveyed, From north to south, adoring throngs ; And still, when evening stretched her shade, The stars came out to hear their songs. 4 Not angel-trumpets sound more clear; Not elders' harps, nor seraphs' lays, Tield sweeter music to thine ear, Than humble prayer and thankful praise. 5 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, Hath failed this day some suit to gain ; To those in trouble, thou wert nigh : Not one hath sought thy face in vain. 6 Yet one prayer more ! — and be it one, In whiclf both heaven and earth accord ; Fulfill thy promise to thy Son; Let all that breathe call Jesus Lokd I NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ROCKINGHAM. L. M. 21 4u J. Praise to the Trinity. 1 Praises to him who built the hill? ; Praises to him the stream who fills ; Praises to him who lights each star That sparkles in the blue afar. 2 Praises to him who wakes the morn, And bids it glow with beams new-born : "Who draws the shadows of the night, Like curtains, o'er our wearied sight. 3 Praises to him whose love has given, In Christ his Son, the life of heaven ; Who for our darkness, gives us light, And turns to day our deepest night. 4 Praises to him in grace who came To bear our woe and sin and shame ; Who lived to die, who died to rise, The God-accepted sacrifice. 5 Praises to him the chain who broke, Opened the prison, burst the yoke, Sent forth the captives glad and free, Heirs of an endless liberty. 6 Praises to him who sheds abroad Within our hearts the love of God, — The Spirit of all truth and peace, The source of joy and holiness. 7 To Father, Son, and Spirit, now The hands we lift, the knee we bow; To God Jehovah thus we raise The ransomed sinner's song of praise ! K " Willing rather to be absent from u ' the body." 123 1 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove ! Stoop down and take us on thy wings ; And mount, and bear us far above The reach of these inferior things, — 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, Up where eternal ages roll, Where solid pleasures never die, And fruits immortal feast the soul. 3 Oh for a sight, a pleasing sight, Of our Almighty Father's throne ! There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, Clothedin a body like our own. 4 Adoring saints around him stand, And thrones and powers before him fall : The God shines gracious through the Man, And sheds sweet glories on them all. 5 Oh ! what amazing joys they feel, While to their golden harps" they sing, And sit on every heavenly hill, And spread the "triumph of their King ! 6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount to dwell above ; And stand and bow among them there, And view thy face, and sing, and love I DOXOLOGT. Eternal Father ! throned above, Thou Fountain of redeeming love! Eternal Word ! who left thy throne For man's rebellion to atone ; Eternal Spirit, who dost give That grace whereby our spirits live; Thou God of our salvation, be Eternal praises paid to thee I 22 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FIELD. ELM. tf*-F-mr^ — i =^=h — i- II i r v rrr\=r : — r= 1 — f- 1 IU P 1 r i r r r - g, H J . gL-- r 1 L J | r ,— i — — 1 — „ r i — ^— -*- 1 -*- Z4ZZ44- 1 " i J- t#= i^fc 4- 1 — __u^ I Lp-^ 19 " 72 2S a good thing to give tlianks unto the " J - Lord:'— Psalm 92. 1 Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise thy name, and hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet, at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell : And when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 8 Sweet, on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice "With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy, Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. /oZ." TJie place where Thine honor dwelletli." 1 How charming is the place Where my Redeemer, God, Unvails the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 2 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glories crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 5 To him our prayers and cries Our humble souls present ; He listens to our broken sighs, And grants us every want. 4. Give me, Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. 4 9 . Christ the Bay-star. 1 We lift our hearts to thee, Thou Day-star from on high : The sun itself is but thy shade, Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 Oh, let thy rising beams Dispel the shades of night ; And let the glories of thy love, Come like the morning light ! 3 How beauteous nature now ! How dark and sad before ! — With joy we view the pleasing change, And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors past ; And live this short, revolving day As if it were our last. OO. " Welcome, stceet day of rest" 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise, Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here may we sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amid the place Where my dear Lord hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand daj r s Within the tents of sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OLMUTZ. S. M. 23 401. 'He shall gather the Lambs with His arm*" 1 To praise our Shepherd's care, His wisdom, love and might, Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare, And bid the world unite. 2 Supremely good and great, He tends bis blood-bought fold : He stoops, though throned in highest state, The feeblest to uphold. 3 He hears their softest plaint ; He sees them when they roam ; And if his meanest lamb should faint, His bosom bears it home. 4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep ! A weary flock are we ; And snares and foes are nigh ; but keep The lambs who look to thee. 5 And if through death's dark vale Our feet should early tread, Oh, may we reach thy fold, and hail The love which us hath led ! LABAN. S. M. 1025. " Tlie mountain of Bis Holiness."" Psalin 48. 1 Great is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great ; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 3 These temples of his grace — How beautiful they stand ! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress ; How bright has his salvation shone. Through all her palaces ! 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where his own sheep have been. 5 In every new distress, We '11 to his house repair, We '11 think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. =b A dSz: 22: 24 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MURRAY. IT. M. ri rmnm ^m 54 . " TPeZcorae, delightful morn:'' 1 Welcome, delightful morn, Thou clay of sacred rest ! I hail thy kind return ; — Lord, make these moments blest : From the low train I I soar to reach Of mortal toys, | Immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend And fill his throne of grace ; Thy scepter, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel j And learn to know Thy quickening word, | And fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless the sacred hours : Then shall my soul I Nor Sabbaths be New life obtain, | Enjoyed in vain. 58. " The day that God hath blessed." 1 Awake, ye saints, awake ! And hail this sacred day ; In loftiest songs of praise Your joyful homage pay : Come bless the day that God hath blest, The type of heaven's eternal rest. 2 On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose ; He burst the bars of death, And vanquished all our foes ; And now he pleads our cause above, And reaps the fruit of all his love. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord T Heaven with hosannas rings, And earth in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings : Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, Thro' endless years to live and reign. 114. " Pra ise the Lord from the earth? 1 Angels, assist to sing The honors of your God ; Touch every tuneful string, And sound his name abroad : Come, pour the trembling notes along, And swell the grand, immortal song. 2 And ye of meaner birth, Your joyful voices raise ; All ye who dwell on earth, Your great Creator praise ; Let loud hosannas joyful rise. Roll round the earth and pierce the skie*. 3 Let day and dusky night, In solemn order, join His praises to recite, And speak his power divine : Let every hill, and every vale, Re-echo with the sacred tale. 4 Ye winds and raging seas, With wild tempestuous roar Resound, in mightier lays, His name from shore to shore : Ye thunders, spread his name abroad ; Ye lightnings, flash before your God. 5 Let every creature sing The honors of our God ; Touch every tuneful string, And spread his praise abroad : Come, pour your trembling notes along, And swell the universal song. NEW SABBATH IIYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LENOX. II. M. 25 '7ftM-J- ! J-, 1 1 1 n 1 1 1 1- ~* * —g- e> ~ 1 -"I j 1 ± _^_, — I . ., , ! „ . «i : " c? - J 3...: (f f r- ] L_J— J t f ' r r rl f" f 1 f 1 r ^ f r f ^— t- i— -I e-r! 1 L— H-f— F— F— r 1 ^%z_feLpdl5 120. Adoration of the Creator.— Psalm 14S. 1 Ye tribes of Adam, join With heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine To 3 T our Creator's praise : Ye holy throng I In worlds of light, Of angels bright, | Begin the song. 2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays, And moon, that rul'st the night, Shine to your Maker's praise, With stars of twinkling light : His power declare, I And clouds that fly Ye floods on high, j In empty air. 3 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand ; Or in'swift courses move By his supreme command : He spake the word, I From nothing came, And all their frame | To praise the Lord ! 4 Ye vapors, hail, and snow, Praise ye th' almighty Lord ; And stormy winds that blow To execute his word : When lightnings shine, I Let earth adore Or thunders roar, | His hand divine 5 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky I His saints shall raise Attempt his praise, [ His honors high. ■±•±0. " Chosen of God and precious:* 1 Join all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore : All are too mean to speak his worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 2 Great Prophet of our God ! My tongue would bless thy name ; By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came : The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 3 Jesus, our great High Priest, Offered his bloodand died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside : His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. 4 O thou almighty Lord ! My Conqueror and my King ! Thy scepter and thy sword, Thy reigning grace I sing : Thine is the power; behold, I sit, In willing bonds beneath thy feet. Doxologt. To God the Father's throne Your highest honors raise ; Glory to God the Son, To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, eternal Kinnr! Thy namo we sing, while faith adores. 2G NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LANSING. C. M. Double. ) i l ^J / . "Peace be within thee." 1 — Psalm 122. 1 How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say : " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day." 2 I love her gates, I love the road ; The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace, built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our pratses and complaints ; And, while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains : There my best friends, my kindred, dwell ; There God, my Saviour, reigns. AC\ "Say unto God, ITcnc terrible art Thou ^\J. i n f?iy works.' 1 ''— Psalm 66. 1 Let all the lands, with shouts of joy, To God their voices raise : Sing psalms in honor of his name, And spread his glorious praise. 2 And let them say, " How dreadful, Lord, In all thy works art thou ! To thy great power thy stubborn foes Shall all be forced to bow. 3 " Through all the earth, the nations round Shall thee, their God, confess ; And with glad hymns, their awful dread Of thy great name express." 4 Oh, come, behold the works of God! And then with me you '11 own That he to all the sons of men Hath wondrous judgments shown. 5 Let all the lands, with shouts of joy, To God their voices raise ; Sing psalms in honor of his name, And spread his glorious praise. 118. A God doing Wonders." 1 I sing th' almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye ; If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky ! 5 There 's not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne. 6 Creatures that borrow life from thee Are subject to thy care ; There 's not a place where we can flee. But God is present there. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 27 STEPHENS -e — 4-»— =— L-s p a »— »-' b O . " Am la soldier of the Cross t " 1 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 vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign : Increase my courage, Lord ! I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die ; They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. t)-± 0. Jlosanna to the name of Christ. 1 Now joyful strains we lift on high, Amid" the faithful throng Of those who Jesus magnify In sweet and holy song. 2 We render thanks, and bless the Lord, Who died our souls to save ; Through whom to heavenly peace re- stored, We fear no more the grave. 3 With saints, who all triumphantly In paradise record, O'er sin and death, the victory, We strike the silver chord. 4 With angel-hosts that dwell above, And weave their golden lays Around the throne of truth and love, We glad hosannas raise. 5 We celebrate the glorious name Of earth's Redeemer King ; Our tongues aloud his power proclaim, In heart his grace we sing. I O. Christ's Entrance upon His Kingdom* 1 Oh, for a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King ! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; His heavenly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honor sing : O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound Let knowledge lead the song; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 Oh, for a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore I ~r 28 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HEXDON. 7s. J 1 j-.-Q-J^, A — 4- nil F^^^+^Hr" ZZ2Z S=5 -i — r 81. Within the vail ." 1 To thy temple I repair ; JLord, I love to worship there, When within the vail I meet Thee before the mercy seat. 2 While thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue ; That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord, my Righteousness. 3 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love ! to mine attend : Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads ; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 4 While I hearken to thy law, Fill my soul with humble awe, Till thy gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 5 From thine house when I return, May my heart within me burn ; And. at evening let me say, u I have walked with God to-day." *1 7 Q Wonders of God's Condescension. L ' D - Psalm 113. 1 Hallelujah ! raise, oh, raise To our God the song of praise : All his servants join to sing, God, our Saviour and our King. 2 Blessed be for evermore That dread name which we adore : O'er all nations, God alone, Higher than the heavens his throne. 3 Yet to view the heavens he bends ; Yea, to earth he condescends j Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate. 4 He can raise the poor to stand With the princes of the land ; Wealth upon the needy shower ; ' Set the lowliest high in power. 5 He the broken spirit cheers, Turns to joy the mourner's tears; Such the wonders of his ways : Praise his name, for ever praise. n 2a] .A Song of Joy in God's Providence. 1 Thou, who dwell'st enthroned above ; Thou, in whom we live and move ; Thou, who art most great, most high- God from all eternity ! 2 Oh, how sweet, how excellent When all tongues and hearts consent, Grateful hearts, and joyful tongues, * Hymning thee in tuneful songs ! 3 When the morning paints the skies, When the stars of evening rise, We thy praises will record, Sovereign Ruler, mighty Lord! 4 Decks the spring with flowers the field ? Harvest rich doth autumn yield ? Giver of all good below, Lord, from thee these blessings flow. 5 Sovereign Ruler ! mighty Lord ! We thy praises will record : Giver of these blessings, we Pour the grateful song to thee. 261. " T7>.e Heavenly theme" 1 Now begin the heavenly theme, Sing aloud of Jesus' name ; Ye, who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NUREMBURG. 7s. 29 *A m^ i^ppp^i i i l 'A '1 U =£3=35 J^ ^ J 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears : See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love. 3 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome to his sacred rest : Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 4 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each joyful string : Mortals, join the hosts above, Join to praise redeeming love ! "7 Q Response to th e Song of the A n gels. ^»0. Luke 2. 1 Hail the night, all hail the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born ! When, amid the -wakeful fold, Tidings good the angel told. 2 Now our solemn chant we raise Duly to the Saviour's praise ; Now with carol hymns we bless Christ the Lord, our Righteousness. 3 While resounds the joyful cry, " Glory be to God on high, Peace on earth, good will to men !" Gladly we respond, "Amen !" 4 Thus we greet this holy day, Pouring forth our festive lay ; Thus we tell, with saintly mirth, Of Immanuel's wondrous birth. 5 We in perfect peace would live, We to God would glory give : Lauding, with the heavenly host, Father,"Sou, and Holy Ghost. 1076. Children's Praise to the Trinity. 1 Glory to the Father give, God, in whom we move and live ! Children's prayers he deigns to hear •• Children's songs delight his ear. 2 Glorv to the Son we bring, Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King ! Children ! raise your sweetest strain To the Lamb, for he was slain. 3 Glory to the Holy Ghost ! Be this day a Pentecost ; Children's minds may he inspire, — Touch their tongues with holy fire. 4 Glory in the highest be To the blessed Trinity ! For the gospel from above, For the word that " God is love." 11 i(\ Thanksgiving for a Revival of _L_L*±U. Religion. 1 Fount of everlasting love ! Rich thy streams of mercy are — Flowing purely from above, Beauty marks their course afar. 2 Lo ! thy church, thy garden now Blooms beneath the heavenly shower; Sinners feel, and melt, and bow : Mild, yet mighty, is thy power. 3 God of grace, before thy throne Here our warmest thanks we bring ; Thine the glory, thine alone : Loudest praise to thee we sing. 4 Hear, oh, hear, our grateful song ; Let thy Spirit still descend ; Roll the tide of grace along, Widening, deepening to'the end. 30 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TIIE OLD HUNDREDTH. L. M. 9 G . An ancient Hymn of Praise to God. 1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord ! We praise thy name with one accord ; Thy saints, who here thy goodness see, Through all the world do worship thee. 2 To thee aloud all angels cry, The heavens and all the powers on high : Thee, holy, holy, holy King, Lord God of hosts, they ever sing. 3 Th' apostles join the glorious throng ; The prophets swell th' immortal song : The martyrs' noble army raise Eternal anthems to thy praise. 4 From day to day, Lord, do we Highly exalt and honor thee ! Thy name we worship and adore, World without end, for evermore ! 5 Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray, To keep us safe from sin this day : Have mercy, Lord ! we trust in thee ; Oh, let us ne'er confounded be ! 100. God exalted.— Psalm 57. 1 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders telL 2 My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name : Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 3 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 4 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. lOo. Brief Call to Praise, from. Psalm 117. 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sunsr, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more ! 129. The Glory of God. 1 Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise : But, oh, what tongue can speak his fame ! What mortal verse can reach the theme! 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory, like a garment wears ; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Almighty power, with wisdom, shines ; His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds shall join the song! DOXOLOGT. 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 ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HULL. L. M. 31 5S j. 2 I r ' r rH i ip^ y 3r=^: ^ JjJ 1 ^1 TTiow art from trerlasting.'' -*-40. Psalm 9:3. 1 Jehovah reigns ! He dwells in light, Girded -with majesty and might ; The world, created by his hands, Still on its iirm foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies : Vain floods, that aim their rage so high! At thy rebuke the billosvs die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure : Thy promise stand for ever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwelling of thy grace. 1*7K " God, Most hidden, and Most IUt manifest r 1 What secret place, what distant star, Is like, dread Lord, to thine abode ? Why dwellest thou from us so far ? We yearn for thee, thou living God ! 2 And will the hidden God appear? We hail thee in the living Word; Thy heavenly Majesty draws near, In Christ, our brother and our Lord. 3 In vain we seek for thine abode ; And wilt thou ever to us come ? The Holy Ghost, the mighty God, Now makes our souls his blessed home. 4 Glory that no eye can bear ! Presence brig r ht, our inward Guest ! Farthest off! O Ever near ! Most hidden and Most manifest ! 11 LO. "So didst Tliou lead Thy people? 1 O God, beneath thy guiding hand, Our exiled fathers "crossed the sea ; And when they trod the wint'ry strand, With prayer and psalm they wor- shiped thee. 2 Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the prayer : Thy blessing came ; and still its power Shall onward through all ages bear The memory of that holy hour. 3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God Came with those exiles o'er the waves ; And where their pilgrim feet have trod, The God they trusted guards their graves. 4 And here thy name, God of love, Their children's children shall adore, Till these eternal hills remove, And spring adorns the earth no more. 1 1 00. "Still ice are guarded by our God.'''' 1 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 br- r r 1 , _ J. J. J J b 1 r EL „ * Ff~ — t- -f-^-]t-&— L i L^'"T 1 — f — 1 1 1 L j , L — 1 r ^ • » * « * i* i* . -i 1 U-g-4- £j- t- i L^JL S He will not always chide : He will with patience wait : His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath ; He healeth thy infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 5 He clothes thee with his love, Upholds thee with his truth ; Then, like the eagle, he renews The vigor of thy youth. 6 Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole ; Whose loving kindness crowns thy days Oh, bless the Lord, my soul ! To the onlyicise Gort, our Saviour. Jade 24, 25. 246, 1 To God, the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 'T is his almighty love, His couusel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer, God, Wisdom and power belong, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting song. 3 J O. " Rejoicing in hope." 1 Come, we who love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song of sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God ; But favorites of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We 're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. Brief Ascription of Praise, from Psalm 117. 102. 1 Thy name, almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands ; Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ; Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. Doxologt. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! 34 NEW SAEBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HOWARD. CM. OQ " This is the day which the Lord hath !"*»■ made:'— Psalm US. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made ; He calls the hours his own : Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And ail his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son : Help us, O Lord ! descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens, in Avhichhe reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. OU." Come, see the place tcherethe Lord lay." 1 Again the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours refulgent day. 2 Oh, what a night was that which wrapt A guilt3 r world in gloom ! Oh, what a Sun, which broke this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 4 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join To hail this happy morn, Which scatters blessings from its wing3 On nations yet unborn. oA ( . " The unsearchable riches of Christ:* 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song ; Oh, may his love — immortal flame ! — Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach! What mortal tongue display ! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 Dear Lord, while we, adoring, pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, " The Saviour died for me !" 4 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue ! Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. 483. Tlie Bible the L icjht of the World. 1 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun : It gives a light to every a^e ; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : Its truths upon tlie nations rise ; They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a Slight display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till slory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHRISTMAS (Handel's). C. M. ' i j •* I i ^ — s — i-l , * i fcJ: ill :gz5^L:-gz5 r~" 4_j. -r> II *7Q 7 " /'m noi ashamed to own my Lord.' 1 '' — lot* 2 Tim. 1 : 12. 1 I 'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! — I know his name — His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I 've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. 880. Tlie Heaven ly Race. 1 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. 8 'Tis God's all animating voice, That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye, — 4 That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new luster boast, When victor's wreaths and monarch's £ems Shall blend in common dust. 5 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at thy feet I '11 lay my honors down. 1 HI (\ " Blessed is he whose transgrescion is ±U±U. forgiven." 1 1 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound! 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door sve lay; But we arise by grace divine, To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 1 AOQ " Salvation will God appoint for walls L U-j O . and bulwarks. 1 "— Isaiah 26 : 1—6. 1 How honored is the sacred place, Where we adoring stand — Zion ! the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land ! 2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend The city where we dwell : The walls, of strong salvation made, Defy th' assaults of hell. 3 Lift up the everlasting gates, The doors wide open fling; Enter, ye nations that obey The statutes of our King. 4 Here shall you taste uamingled joy**, And live in perfect peace ; You who have known Jehovah's name, And ventured on his grace. 5 Trust in the Lord ; for ever trust, And banish all your fears : Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, Eternal as his years. 36 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GRETNA. C. P. M. Kf\ " (?«/• ftrf slwll stand within thy gates, ° u • '0 Jerusalem."— Psalm 122. 1 The festal mora, my God, is come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, Thy presence to adore : My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallowed floor. 2 With holy joy I hail the day That warns my thirsting soul away To dwell among the blest ! For, lo ! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And leads me to his rest ! 3 Hither, from earth's remotest end, Lo ! the redeemed of God ascend, Their tribute hither bring: Here, crowned with everlasting joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ, And hail tlr immortal King. 117. There is a God, 1 I sing of God,— the world he made, The glorious light, the soothing shade; Dale, plain, and grove, and hill; The wide and fathomless abyss, Where nature joys in secret bliss, And wisdom hides her skill. £ " Tell them, I am," Jehovah said : The listening earth did hear in dread; And, smitten to the heart, At once, above, beneath, around, AT nature, without voice or sound, Replied, " O Lord, Thou art !" t O . Tlie Fullness of CJirists Love. 1 O love divine, how sweet thou art ! When shall I tind my willing heart "" All taken up by thee ? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, — The love of Christ to me. 2 Stronger his love than death or hell : No mortal can its riches tell, Nor first-born sons of light : In vain they long its depths to see; They can not reach the mystery, — The length, the breadth, the height. 3 God only knows the love of God ; Oh that it now were shed abroad In this poor, stony heart ! For love I sigh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine — Be mine this better part. 4 Oh that I could for ever sit In transport at my Saviour's feet ! Be this my happy choice; Mv only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear my Saviour's voice. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God, whom heaven's triumphant host And saints on earth adore, Be glory as in ages past, Is now, and shall for ever last, When time shall be no more! 37 ,%. — * — k- NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK ARIEL. C. P. M. Lh» ■ 1 -*• -* i i i I ii I , ">, ; i r p r •*■-*■ r i lagili * 1 1, ;-. fejN-j — : iN-d — ll : 'U b f. 1 wU. J ■■< » ' iff : g 1 #— g=t ~T * =t=^ -+ . 433. 77ig unsearchable riches of Christ." 1 Oh, could I speak the matchless -worth, Oh, could I 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 precious blood he spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin and wrath divine : I 'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all perfect, heavenly dress, My soul shall ever shine. 8 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne : In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. 4 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 '11 spend, Triumphant in his grace. 1154. " TJie earth is full of Tfaj riches." 1 Thy mighty working, mighty God ! Wakes all my powers ; I look abroad, And can no longer rest ; I, too, must sing when all things sing. And from my heart the praises ring The Highest loveth best. 2 If thou, in thy great love to us, Wilt scatter joy and beauty thus O'er this poor earth of ours ; What nobler glories shall be given Hereafter in thy shining heaven, Set round with golden towers ! 3 What thrilling joy, when on our sight Christ's garden beams in cloudless light Where all the air is sweet ; Still laden with th' unwearied hymn From all the thousand seraphim Who God's high praise repeat ! 4 Oh, were I there ! oh that I now Before thy throne, my God, could bow, And bear my heavenly palm ! Then, like the angels, would I raise My voice, and sing thine endless praise In many a sweet-toned psalm. 38 new saebath hymn and tune book. ALPHEUS. C. M. fAii i.'i — i~ i , — 1 J ■ I . , J | 1- — i — i — i -IP y i rip 1 -J£ — * 1) i i J _ rr _ j J 1 — &— — i 1 — s U— ' — i ' i - -'■ f .__)_ 1 ' - i r 75 — i i I ■ i -1 ' V 1 *>- 1 1 1 1 J ^ — r — ^ * J 5 — ^~ s 1 — J- —4- i T i i i i r ■■ i r r 1 1 0. " Peace he within thy w a Us."— Psalm 122. 1 With joy we hail the sacred day Which God hath called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! Where willing votaries throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, And pour the choral song. 8 Spirit of grace! Oh, deign to dwell Within thy church below; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 4 Let peace within her walls be found ; Let all her sons unite To spread, with grateful zeal, around Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which thou hast called thine own : With joy the summons we obey To worship at thy throne. A " One thing have T desired of the Lord. 6V. p sa]m 27. 1 The Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation, too ; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires ; Oh, grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God! \ There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around ; And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. AO " My voice shalt Thou hear in the mom* ^°- ingr— Psalm 5. 1 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 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 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. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 Oh 2, may thy Spirit guide my In ways of righteousness ! feet Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 445. 77ie Way. and the Truth, and the Life:'— John 14: 6. 1 Thou art the Way : to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DEDHAM. C. M. 39 2 Thou art the Truth : thy word alone True wisdom cau impart ; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life : the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life : Grant us to know that Way ; That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Which leads to endless day. 529. " Come to the Ark?— Gen. 7: 1. 1 Come to the ark, come to the ark ; To Jesus come away ; The pestilence walks forth by night, The arrow flies by day. 2 Come to the ark : the waters rise, The seas their billows rear ; While darkness gathers o'er the skies, Behold a refuge near ! 3 Come to the ark, all, all that weep Beneath the sense of sin : Without, deep calleth unto deep, But all is peace within. 4 Come to the ark, ere yet the flood Your lingering steps oppose ; Come, for the door, which open stood, Is now about to close. 924. " WalJc in the light."—! John 1 : 7. 1 Walk in the lisrht ! so shalt thou know That fellowship of love His Spirit only can bestow, Who reigns'in light above. 2 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed away, Because that light on thee hath shone In which is perfect day. 3 Walk in the light ! and ev'n the tomb No fearful shade shall wear : Glory shall chase away its gloom, For Christ hath conquered there ! 4 Walk in the light ! and thine shall be A path, though thorny, bright ; For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, And God himself is light ! 1 O 7 . The liappy Home. 1 Happy the home, when God is there, And love fills every breast ; Where one their wish, and one their prayer, And one their heavenly rest. 2 Happy the home where Jesus' name Is sweet to every ear ; Where children early lisp his fame, And parents hold him dear. 3 Happy the home where prayer is heard, And praise is wont to rise ; Where parents love the sacred word, And live but for the skies. 4 Lord ! let us in our homes agree, This blessed peace to gain ; Unite our hearts in love to thee, And love to all will reign. Doxology. 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 ! 40 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE EOOK, H ADD AM. H. M. -I— k— I I !■■ I ^F^^^-g-F^-^-i — i-h^ — I — l— rh H — Lps=|z=!==n^-iJ — .-i— ! I i-j- r i \ ■ i * i r i •,*• r , & ifi . •. \ * p -? * «, i iHf-rrpf f Hfc— m I If: ^ ' ' r s- — :g-r& 1 -i& — — y<£*—G> — A * ^ :S=g: 111 *1 ft Q " CM, grzre thanks unto the God of gods J-UO. Psalm 13G. 1 Give thanks to God most high, The universal Lord, The sovereign King of kings ; And be his name adored : Thy mercy, Lord, I And ever sure Shall still endure ; | Abides thy word. 2 How mighty is his hand ! What wonders hath he done ! He formed the earth and seas, And spread the heavens alone : His power and grace I And let his name Are still the same ; | Have endless praise. 3 He saw the nations lie All perishing in sin ; And pitied the sad state The ruined world was in : Thy mercy, Lord, I And ever sure Shall still endure ; | Abides thy word. 4 He sent his only Son To save us from our woe, From Satan, sin, and death, And every hurtful foe : His power and grace I And let his name Are still the same ; | Have endless praise. 5 Give thanks aloud to God, To God, the heavenly King ; And let the spacious earth His works and glories sing : Thy mercy, Lord, j And ever sure Shall still endure ; | Abides thy word. Q A Q Response to the " Xew Song."" O^O. Eev. 5. 1 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 ? 2 Shall they adore the Lord, Who bought them with his blood, And all thelove record That led them home to God ; And shall not we take up the strain, And send the echo back again ? 3 Oh, spread the joyful sound ! The Saviour's love proclaim ; And publish all around Salvation through his name : Till all the world take up the strain, And send the echo back again ! 332. " Tlie Debt of Love." 1 Come, every pious heart That loves the Saviour's name, Tour noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame : Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his etnrry crown, And laid his robes aside ; On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died ! What he endured, oh, who can tell ? To save our souls from death and hell I NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. 41 FLEET STREET. II. M atihfccJdw I J I I I I :=£! ^t^-^-Lp^ 1 — ZEZ 'i i ' i i -^T^- 1 ^ r 3 From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead ; And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led : Up thro' the sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on hi2;h, the Saviour-God. 4 From thence he '11 quickly come- His chariot will not stay — And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day: There shall we see his lovely face, And ever be in his embrace. 9*7 " Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty. •• Rev. 15:8, 4. 1 holt, holy Lord, Creation's sovereign King, Thy majesty adored, Let all thy creatures sing : Who wast, and art, I Nor time shall see And art to be ; | Thy sway depart. 2 Great are thy works of praise, O God of boundless might ! All just and true thy ways, Thou King of saints in light ! Let all above, I Conspire to show And all below, | Thy power and love. 3 "Who shall not fear thee, Lord ! And magnify thy name ? Thy judgments sent abroad Thy holiness proclaim : Nations shall throng I And thee adore, From every shore, | In holy song. 4 While all the powers on high Their swelling chorus raise, Let earth and man reply, And echo back thy praise : Thy glory own, I God ever blest, First, last, and best, | And God alone ! 1 CO "/7e is clothed icWi majesty." - 1 - 00 * Psalm 93. 1 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. 3 Through all his ancient works Surprising wisdom shines, Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their curs'd designs; Strong is his arm, and shall fulfill His great decrees, his sovereign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend? And will he write his name, " My Father and my Friend?'* I love his name ; I love his word: Join, all my powers, and praise the Lord 42 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNS BOOS. HEBRON. L. M. i Ab . ^ 1 — n u 4 j — [ : J-H ^~ j± ' ! 1 *- * f W f ?" T f fj L—j-.v j j j ,j -^ j. e -..•- a p ? :"• ." -r f2 U^ ^ « — « — j ~js — U-. >*^a (sp — j_.jp s^ s>_ -^ — |_j : 32 ts, 1. I ill I ' 1 1 ' i ' ' P I ( ' '' m mm j — I. w=r i ( i 1 — n £=£ ^=i J rij^i J. i l J J" J- r~T" :~H ^ r ^ 1 ^ NN^ ^j 1 . Communion with Cirist in Worship. 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be- gone! Let my religious hours alone : Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see ; I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire : Gome, my dear Jesus ! from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love. S Blest Saviour! what delicious fare, How sweet thine entertainments are ! Never did angels taste, above, Redeeming grace and dying love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! In thee thy Father's glories shine: Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One That eyes have seen, or angels known ! 45.* " Thou art my God:'— Psalm 63. 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim ; Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God ; And I am thine, by sacred ties — Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look ; As travelers, in thirsty lands, Pant for the cooling water brook. 4 With early feet I love t' appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the power of sovereign grace. 5 I '11 lift my hands, I '11 raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And cheer the remnant of my days. 68. " Abide with us. n 1 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear. It is not night if thou be near : Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes L 2 When soft the dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought,— how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast ! 3 Abide with me from morn till eve> For without thee I can not live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 4 Be near to bless me when I wake, Ere through the world my way I take ; Abide with me till in thy love I lose myself in heaven above. n£ " J will ooth lay me down in peace and sleep: 1 1 Thus far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 3 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past : He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed 4 Faith in thy name forbids my fear ; Oh, may thy presence ne'er depart I And in the morning make me hear The love and kindness of thy heart. 5 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. * When sang to Aenon, commence the fifth stanza with the second part of the tune. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MALVERN. L. M. 43 r r f r ! r t? 3 ' ipv \ '. '. r & a fir I r» r ( ^ i ' ' -*- -•- -*- -*- • ^ \ I i I j ^_ ^_tp i? !-« q L r -ztrz & .-tt=__, tp=ta_t ^tj H_ 163 ~, my soul, th' exalted lay ; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name : Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas andskies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. ! Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound, While all th' adoring throngs around His boundless mercy sing : Let even- listening saint above Wake all the tuneful soul of love, And touch the sweetest string. ! Let even* 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. Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing ; Ye feathered warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shaped your finer mold, Who tipped your glittering wings with sold, And tuned your voice to praise. > 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 J03- ! oJJ. Battle-Son g of the Reformation. 1 Fear not, little flock, the foe Who madly seeks your overthrow ; Dread not his rage and power : What tho' your "courage sometimes faints ! This seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour. '1 Fear not ! be strong ! your cause belongs To him who can avenge your wrongs; Leave all to him, your Lord: Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, Salvation shall for you arise : He girdeth on his sword ! 3 As sure as God's own promise stand*, Xot earth, nor hell, with all their bands, Against us shall prevail : The" Lord shall mock them from his throne ; God is with us, we are his own ; Our vict'ry can not fail ! i Amen ! Lord Jesus, grant our prayer : Great Captain ! now thine arm make bare, Thy church with strength defend : So shall ail saint- and martyrs raise AJoyfnl chorus to thy praise, Through ages without end ! 48 *«EW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MIGDOL. L. M. 1 0Q " To-day, if ye will hear His voice." J-VtF. Psalm 95. 1 Come, let our voices join to raise A sacred song of solemn praise : God is a sovereign King ; rehearse His honors in exalted verse. 2 Come, let our souls address the Lord, Who framed our natures with his word : He is our Shepherd, we the sheep His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day ; The counsels of his love obey ; Nor let our hardened hearts renew The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 4 Seize the kind promise while it waits, And march to Zion's heavenly gates : Believe, and take the promised rest ; Obey, and be for ever blest. m" While Hive will I praise the Lord." Psalm 146. 1 Praise ye the Lord ! my heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine : My days of praise shall ne'er be passed, While life, and thought, and being last. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 2 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 4. He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; Praise him in everlasting strains. "I KA " Oh, that men woidd praise the Lord 4- v*±. for His goodness P — Psalm 107. 1 Give thanks to God ; he reigns above ; Jiod arc kio thoughts, his, name Is love : His mercy ages past have known, And ages long to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord The wonders of his grace record ; Israel, the nation, whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footsteps lest we stray; He guards us with a powerful hand, And brings us to the heavenly land. 4 Oh, let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord! How great his works ! how kind his ways! Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 1 K7 Providence and Grace of God. -LOl. Psalm 36. 1 High in the heavens, eternal God ! Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break thro' every cloud That vails and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep: Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 My God, how excellent thy grace ! Whence all our hope and comfort springs ; The sons of Adam, in distress, Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 4 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast ; There, mercy, like a river, flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TALLIS' EVENING HYMN. L. M. 49 m m ZZX,_ J_, 3_,- — y-a — -g — [ — ; — , i^ j ~* i i g g j i -?- I - ■ , i \ r T i \ ' I - ^ , j^ n , J J- ', ' I r i • ' ■ ' n \ 1 — - 1 h» — ' -*-[ 1 1 "H — -S — -r — I 1 H 1 f 4 b. Tlie Morning Sacrifice. 1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Awake, lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept ; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew : Scatter my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thouirht aud will, And with thyself niy spirit fill. 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do~ or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. Pj X " Hide me under Vie shadoio of TJiy V F- ' IT k 1 ^^g~ Jqg^^Lz^ XI_L ( ^ j L i=t n M- r r^ y TFT Sfc: -3=3 rr r ■ t f~r r • c r r r T— f - -g~r ^: ^=^: ^P F The third line of each stanza is repeated. 5 Cheerful, where'er thy hand shall lead, The darkest path I '11 tread ; Cheerful I '11 quit these mortal shores, And mingle with the dead. I When dreadful guilt is done away, No other fears we know : That hand which scatters pardons down, Shall crowns of life bestow. ) O . " Dear Refuge of my weary soul" Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise — On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? And shall I seek in vain ? And can the car of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain ? No : still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; Oh, may I ever rind access To breathe my sorrows there ! Thy mercy-seat is open still ; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. > /4." Watt, I say, on the Lord"— Psalm 27. Soon as I heard my Father say, " Ye children, seek my grace," My heart replied, without delay, " I '11 seek my Father's face." 2 Let not thy face be hid from me; Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life ! I fly to thee In each distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die : My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, Had not my soul believed To see thy grace provide relief; Nor was my hope deceived. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He '11 raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. JLZOo. Home for the Weary. 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wanderers given ; There is a tear for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast : 'T is found above— in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven, — When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear — but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye To brighter prospects given ; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene — in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given; There ra\"s divine disperse the gloom ; Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven ! 56 NEW SABBATH HYilX AND TUNE BOOK. MENDON. L. M. 422. " The Rock of my strength." 1 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise The blessings of redeeming grace ! Jesus, your everlasting tower, Stands Arm against the tempest's power. 2 He is a refuge ever nigh ; His love endures as mountains high ; His name 's a rock, which winds above, And waves below, can never move. 3 While all things change, he changes not ; He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot ; His love will ever be the same ; His word, enduring as his name. 4 Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise The blessings of this wondrous grace ! Jesus, your everlasting tower, Can bear, unmoved, the tempest's power. 4on "He hath done all th ings well." OKJ . Mark 7: 37. 1 Now, in a song of grateful praise, To my dear Lord my voice I '11 raise ; With all his saints I '11 join to tell That Jesus hath done all things well. 2 Wisdom, and power, and love divine, In all his works, unrivaled, shine, And force the wondering world to tell That he alone did all things well. 5 Howe'er mysterious are his ways, Or dark and sorrowful my day.: ; And though my spirit oft rebel, I know he still doth all things well. 4 And when I stand before his throne, And all his ways arc fully known, This note in sweetest strains shall swell, That Jesus hath done all things well. i JO. " Ashamed of Jesus /" 1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee ? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' 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 ! 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. 4 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. 5 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And, oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me ! "Awake, awake ! pv.t on thy strength. O Zionr— Isaiah 52 : 1. 1024. 1 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy head From dust and darkness and the dead ; Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy various charms be known : Then decked in robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting: host Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast. 4 God, from on hisjh thvsrroans will hear; His hand thy ruins shall repair ; Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. 57 ROTHWELL. L. M. ■-t-i . ,. , | i 1 1 t — 1 , 1 I i L l | , r r v. r i i ~ ? '. ; . i r ii j— i- J — i 2S=5 1 J ^ ifczi: 1 i iTTr i f hi LL J 4H- Uj "1 O f\ " ?7i6 iorcZ ffod omnipotent reignetk."" ±AO. Eev.19: 6. 1 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice ! . From -world to world the joy shall ring : " The Lord omnipotent is King !" 2 The Lord is King ! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care ? Holy and true are all his ways : Let every creature speak his praise. 8 The Lord is King ! exalt your strains ; Ye saints, your God, your Father, reigns ; One Lord one empire all secures : He reigns, and life and death are yours. 4 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsake, Then may his children cease to sing, " The Lord omnipotent is King !" 9 5 . Reign of the Jfessia A.^Isaiali 60. 1 Rise, crowned with light ; great Salem, rise ! Exalt thy head, and lift thine eyes ; See a long race thy courts adorn, Of sons and daughters yet unborn. 2 See nations at thy gates attend, And lowly in thy temple bend ; See crowds on every side arise, Eager to mount above the skies. 3 See heaven its portals wide display, And pour on thee a flood of day ! Thy day shall shine for ever bright, For God himself shall be thy light. 4 What though the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall, and mountains melt away ! Fixed is his word, his power remains : Thy glorious King, Messiah, reigns ! / b. " Go, labor on.'''' 1 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent, — Thy joy to do the Father's will : It is the way the Master went ; Should not the servant tread it still ? 2 Go. labor on ; 't is not for naught ; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; Men heed thee, "love thee, praise thee not : The Master praises, — what are men ? 3 Go, labor on ; enough, while here, If he shall praise thee, if he deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer : No toil for him shall be in vain, •i Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice. The midnight peal : " Behold, I come I" 7 17 . " Go, labor tm. n 1 Go, labor on ; your hands are weak, Your knees are faint, your soul cast down ; Yet falter not ; the prize \~ou seek Is near, — a kingdom and a crown ! 2 Go, labor on, while it is day ; The world's dark night is hastening on ; Speed, speed thy work, — cast sloth away ! It is not thus that souls are won. 3 Men die in darkness at your side, Without a hope to cheer the tomb : Take up the torch and wave it wide — The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. •4 Toil on, — faint not,— keep watch and pray ! Be wise the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway ; Compel the wanderer to come In, 58 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LYONS. 10s & lis. Or 5s & 6s. . i I I i , ... i m ifc #*? -+rt=£=*z fa eg J J I i II! Ill J I 5= c = t S TTf U 7 ^— B 115. TPfto is Wee unto the Lord our God ? r 1 Oh, worship the King, all-glorious above ; Oh, gratefully sing his power and his love ! Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 2 Oh, tell of his might, oh, sing of his grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy, space ! His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plains, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rains. 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. 349. 1 Ye servants of God, Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name : The name, all victorious, Of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save ; And still he is nigh ; His presence we have : The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus, our King. '■'■Salvation to our God? 3 " Salvation to God, Who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, And honor the Son : Our Saviour's high praises The angels proclaim, — Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. 4. Then let us adore, And give him his right- All glory and power, And wisdom and might ; All honor and blessing, With angels above, And thanks never ceasing, And inlinite love ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NOEL. 6s, 8s & 4s. 4-« 59 'tr -^ i I ' i r . iri r -r i i £=tbd= =2— ^ -r — *- 116. Praise the God of Abraham. 1 The God of Abrah'm praise. Who reigns enthroned above: Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love : Jehovah, great I am ! By earth and heaven confessed : 1 bow and bless the sacred name, For ever blest. 2 The God of Abrah'm praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise, and seek the joys At his right hand : I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power; And him my only portion make, My shield and tower. 3 He by himself hath sworn ; I on his oath depend ; I shall on eagles' wings upborne To heaven ascend : I shall behold his face, I shall his power adore, And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore. 0-±4. Tlie Vision of Christ's Glory. 1 The goodly land I see, With peace and plenty blest ; A land of sacred liberty, And endless rest : There milk and honey flow, And oil and wine abound ; And trees of life for ever grow With mercy crowned. 2 There dwells the Lord, our King, The Lord, our righteousness: Triumphant o'er the world and sin, The Prince of Peace, On Zion's sacred height, His kingdom still maintains, And glorious, with his saints in light, For ever reigns. 3 Before the Saviour's face The ransomed nations bow, O'erwhelmed at his almighty grace, For ever new : He shows his prints of love ; They kindle to a flame, And sound, through all the worlds above, " The slaughtered Lamb !" 4 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high : "Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!* They ever cry. Hail, Abraham's God and mine! (I join the heavenly lays) All might and majesty are thine, And endless praise ! 60 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DUANE STREET. L. M. |4 L— ! 1 — ^ H i i r 1 — ri <~r* — I — -*T-J — ! ' ii ' L - 1 — i 1 hT- 1 V JL | JX. j '. ' I II .J . j J. J. ( , J. .J. I J. J. j j . J. J. 5 1 . " TJiejoy that was set before Him.* 1 Now for a tune of lofty praise To great Jehovah's equal Son ! Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays ; Tell the loud wonders he hath done. 2 Sing how he left the worlds of light, And the bright robes he wore above ; How swift and joyful was his flight On wings of everlasting love. 3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, Th' almighty Captive prisoner lay ; Th' almighty Captive left the earth, And rose to everlasting day. 4 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light, — Up to his throne of shining grace ; See what immortal glories sit Eound the sweet beauties of his face ! 5 Among a thousand harps and songs, Jesus, the God, exalted reigns : Kis sacred name tills all their tomrues, And echoes thro' the heavenly plains. '85. CJirist the Way to God. 1 Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone — He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I '11 pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The way that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I '11 go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the wa}' I long had sought, And mourned because I found "it not ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, "Com'; hither, soul; I am the way." 4 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, blest Lamb ! Wilt take me, guilty as I am : Nothing but sin I thee can give ; Nothing but love shall I receive. 5 Now will I tell to sinners round How dear a Saviour I have found : I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, " Behold the way to God !" 1 0. " I send the joys of earth away. n 1 I send the joys of earth away ; Away, ye tempters of the mind, Ealse as the smooth, deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind ! 2 Tour streams were floating me along, Down to the gulf of black despair; And while I listened to your song, Your streams had ev'n convey'dme there. 3 Lord ! I adore thy matchless grace, Which warned me of that dark abyss, Which drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss. 1 Now to the shining realms above I stretch my hands and glance my eyes: Oh for the pinions of a dove To bear me to the upper skies ! 5 There, from the bosom of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul ! Doxologt. Glory to thee, O God, most high ! Father, we praise thy majesty ! The Son, the Spirit, we adore, One Godhead, blest for evermore! - NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MENDOX. L. M. Gl IfllQ " Tlie Lord Jiath chosen, Jacob unto 1Ui °' Himself:'— Psalm 135. 1 Praise ye the Lord ; exalt his name, While in his holy courts ye wait, — Ye saints, who to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord ! the Lord is good ! To praise his name is sweet employ ; Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints : He treats his servants as his friends ; And, when he hears their sore complaints, Repents the sorrows that he sends. 4 Bless him, all ye who taste his love ! People and priests, exalt his name: Among his saints he ever dwells ; His church is his Jerusalem. 1 09fi " The Stone which the builders re- J.U^U. / (i .serf."-Psalui US. 1 Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone The Jewish builders did refuse ! But God has built his church thereon, In spite of envy and the Jews. 2 Great God ! the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes ! This is the day that proves it thine, — The day that saw our Saviour rise. 3 Sinners, rejoice ! and saints, be glad ! Hosanna ! let his name be blest ; A thousand honors on his head, With peace, and light, and glory, rest ! "I Q 9 Q " God is in the midst of her ; she shall j-\JAtj. not be moved:'' 1 Happy the church, thou sacred place, The seat of thy Creator's grace ! Thine holy courts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God ! 8 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; Nor shall thy deep foundations move, Fixed on his counsels and his love. 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage ; Against thy throne in vain they rage: Like rising waves, with angry roar,- That dash and die upon the shore. 4 God is our shield, and God our sun ; Swift as the fleeting moments run, On us he sheds new beams of grace, And we reflect his brightest praise. 1 f\Q(\ * Unto Tliee sh-ill all flesh come:'' 1U30. Psalm 65# 1 The praise of Zion waits for thee, Great God! and praise becomes thy house; There shall thy saints thy glory see, And there perform thy public vows. 2 O thou whose mercy bends the skies, To save when humble sinners pray !- All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, And grateful isles of every sea. 3 Soon shall the flocking nations run To Zion's hill, and own their Lord; The rising and the setting sun Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 103 7 " ^ i6 ^ ord s7iai/ ' ^ e tJlin6 everlasting 1 TnouGH now the nations sit beneath The darkness of o'ersprcading death, God will arise with light divine, On Zion's holy towers to shine. 2 That light shall glance on distant lands, And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, Come with exulting haste to prove The power and greatness of his love. 3 Lord, spread the triumphs of thy grace; Let truth, and righteousness, and peace, In mild and lovely forms, display The glories of the latter day. C2 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FLEET STREET. H. M. $*= -H-l J ^ =p j=n= 3~ Gfe3=J=3- r- j— r M 1 J -L-J -H — hf m- ^Tr rr -*f — N~f j 1! i rr r r — H r r r -» — L_S — ; 1 4 F 2 Hrf- 1 ^ VJkJ p — — : <•— 1 i I -t — -» — p_i — i i *^ -^r-t 153. " (?o(/ so loved the world." 1 Oh, for a shout of joy, High as the theme we sing! To this divine employ Your hearts and voices bring : Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, The love, th' eternal love, of God. 2 Unnumbered myriads stand, Of seraphs bright and fair; Or bow at his right hand, And pay their homage there : But strive in vain, with loudest chord, To sound the wondrous love of God. 3 Though earth and hell assail, And doubts and fears arise, The weakest shall prevail, And grasp the heavenly prize ; And through an endless age record The love, th' unchanging love, of God. 4 Oh, for a shout of joy, High as the theme we sing! To this divine employ Your hearts and voices bring : Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, The love, th' eternal'love, of God. "Good tidings of great joy.'" — Luke 273. 1 Hark! hark! the notes of joy Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains : Some new delight in heaven is known ; Loud sound the harps around the throne. 2 Hark! hark! the sound draws nigh, — The joyful host descends ; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps bend: He comes to bless our fallen race ; He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ! Let every mortal know What love in God is found, What pity he can show : Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel's name ! Arise, ye sons of men, And all his grace proclaim : Angels and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 1 . Joy in, Christ. 1 Jesus ! — harmonious name ! It charms the hosts above; They evermore proclaim, And wonder at his love : 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 2 His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free ; 'T is music in his ears, 'Tis life and victory : New songs do now his lips employ, And bounds his gladdened heart with joy 3 Oh, unexampled love! Oh, all-redeeming grace ! How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race ! What shall I do to make it known, What thou for all mankind hast done ? NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ZEBULON. II. M. C3 [ Oh, for a trumpet voice, On all the world to call, To bid their hearts rejoice In him who died for all ! "or all, my Lord was crucified ; for all, my Saviour bled and died. :> 7fi ".4 great High Priest, that is passed into ■> * v) . the heavens:-— -Hub. -A : It. . Th' atoning work is done, The victim's blood is shed, And Jesus now is gone His people's cause to plead : le stands in heaven their great High Priest, \.nd bears their names upon his breast. 5 No temple made with hands His place of service is ; In heaven itself he stands, A heavenly priesthood his : 'n him the shadows of the law Vrc all fullilled, and uow withdraw. I And though awhile he be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again : Cn brightest glory he will come, \.nd take his waiting people home. B 9 1 . " Rejoice, th e Lord is Kin g I* I Rejoice ! the Lord is King ; Your Lord and King adore : Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore ! Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Ivcjoice ! — again I say, rejoice ! I Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, The God of truth and love; "When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above : Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; Rejoice ! — again I say, rejoice ! 3 His kingdom can not fail ; He rules o'er earth and heaven ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given ■: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; Rejoice ! — again I say, rejoice ! 4 Rejoice in glorious hope : Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice; The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice \ 4 / / . Adoration of the Trinity. 1 I give immortal praise To God the Father's love, For all my comforts here, And better hopes above: He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done, 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory, too ; "Who bought us with his blood From everlasting woe : And now he lives, and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all his pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give, "Whose new creating power Makes dying sinners live : His work completes the great design, And tills the soul with joy divine. 4 Almighty God, to thee Be endless honors done ; The undivided Three, And the mysterious One : Where reason fails, with all her powers. There faith prevails, and love adores. C4 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GROVE. L. M. Double. '-03 1 , M — I 1 ! J-, 1 , ,i J 1 _, , f- A? J 1 -d "3 ^ — ^— s J ! ^ — & J J J d i (^ — ^ — •— * — - — = =* — H — "-+-* 1 — «• — =^— JS ~f L p * p p •> * p ; p a ■ ' ■ p ^ ' T • ' r i i » ' 1 • ' r 7" T 'i ^-:s -J Sr— i -p p -r— !■ M — H-^ r 1 "i -* ft 5 5 1 ' — r- 1 ' H — ^-i 1— m — 1 — j — i r-~ "1 p p " Z7i's mercy cndurethfor ever.™ XOO. Psalm 13G. 1 Give to our God immortal praise ; Mercy and truth are all his ways : Wonders of grace to God belong ; Repeat his mercies in your song. 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown : His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 3 lie built the earth, he spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high : Wonders of grace to God belong ; Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night : His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. 5 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave; Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat his mercies in your son00. Saving all in having Christ. 1 Jesus, take me for thine own ; To thy will my spirit frame ; Thou shalt reign, and thou alone, Over all I have and am. 2 Making thus the Lord my choice, I have nothing more to choose, But to listen to thv voice, And my will in thine to lose. 3 Then, whatever may betide, I shall safe and happy be; Still content and satisfied ; — Having all in bavins: thee. "None but CJirist.' 836. 1 Jesus, all-atonino; Lamb, Thine and only thine I am : Take my body, spirit, soul ; Only thou possess the whole. 2 Thou my one thing needful be ; Let me ever cleave to thee ; Let me choose the better part : Let me give thee all my heart. 3 Whom have I on earth below? Thee, and only thee, I know : Whom have I in heaven but thee? Thou art all in all to me. G8 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HOLBEIN. C. M. J— J- *1 *7 u My heart and my flesh crieth out for -*- ' ■ the living God."" — Psalm 84. 1 O God of hosts, the mighty Lord, How lovely is the place, Where, in thy glory, we behold The brightness of thy face ! 2 My longing soul faints with desire To view thy blest abode ; My panting heart and flesh cry out For thee", the living God. 3 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee Their sure protection made ; Who long to tread the sacred ways Which to thy dwelling lead. 4 For God, who is our sun and shield, Will grace and glory give ; And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live. 5 O Lord of hosts, my King, my God ! How highly blest are they, Who in thy temple always dwell, And there thy praise display ! 1 Q K "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills."' J-^"« Psalm 121. 1 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, There all my hope is laid ; The Lord, who built the earth and skies— From him will come mine aid. 2 Thy foot unmoved he ever keeps, And all thy ways will guard ; He slumbers not^ and never sleeps — Thy keeper is the Lord. 3 The Lord, thy keeper, shades thy way, Preserves thee in his sight ; Nor shall the sun smite thee by day, Nor shall the moon by night. 4 The Lord preserves thy soul from sin, From evils great and sore— Thy going out and coming in, Now and for evermore. 4 b 5. Deliglit in the Scriptures. 1 Father of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines. 2 Here my Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 3 Oh, may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 4 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever hear ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 1 OQ "How precious also are thn ihovnhts un* ±0 0. to me ^ Godr— Psalm 189. 1 Jehovah, God ! thy gracious power On every hand we see ; Oh, may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee ! 2 If, on the wings of morn, we speed To earth's remotest bound, Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, Thy love our path surround. * 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies ; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. 4 From morn till noon— till latest eve, Thy hand, God, we see ; And all the blessings we receive, Proceed alone from thee. NEW SABBATU HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. C3 ABRIDGE. C. M. 5 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend ; Through every age, in every clime, Our Father, and our Friend. 1 A V " ^ ie memory of Thy great goodness" • -^ ' • Psiilm 145. i Sweet is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high ; but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies : Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines, And every want supplies. 8 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouth with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pardoning word To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 158. Wonders of God's Grace. 1 Eternal Power ! Almighty God ! Who can approach thy throne ! Accessless light is thine abode, To angel eyes unknown. 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, The heavens no longer shine ; And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. 8 Great God ! and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below ? To this vile world thy notice bend — These seats of sin and woe ? How strange ! how wondrous is thy love t With trembling we adore : Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God ! permit our humble songs To rise and speak thy praise. gJO " Titer ei 1 none like unto the Lord our God r My God, my Portion, and my Love, My everlasting All, I 've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, My health, and safe abode : Thanks to thy name for meaner things, But they are not my God. 3 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared with thee ! Or what 's my safety or my health, Or all my friends to me V 4 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without thy graces and thyself, I were a wretch undone." 5 Let others stretch their arms like seas. And grasp in all the shore ; Grant me the visits of thy face, And I desire no more. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore 1 70 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HULL. L. M. 4-, 1 C O " Let us xcorship and ooio down." °* J - Psalm 95. 1 Oh, come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our almighty King ! For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favors past ; To him address in joyful songs The praise that to his name belongs. 8 Oh, let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there ! Down on our knees, devoutly, all Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. 1 Z.C* " The Lord reign&fi; let the earth J. O U . rejoice. ' 1 — Psalm 97. 1 Jehovah reigns ;<4et all the earth In li is just government rejoice; Let all the teles, with sacred mirth, In his apalause unite their voice. 2 Darkness anqLelouds of awful shade His daz^U^^lory shroud in state ; Justice and £r»th his guards are made, And, fixed by his pavilion, wait. S Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord; Memorials of his holiness Deep in your faithful breasts record, And with your thankful tongues con- fess. X O 7 . Tlie Majesty of Jehovah. — Psalm 63. 1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : His wondrous name and power rehearse ; His honors shall enrich your verse. 2 He rides and thunders through the sky ; His name, Jehovah, sounds on high : Praise him aloud, ye sons of grace; Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 3 God is our shield, our joy, our rest ; God is our King, proclaim him blest : When terrors rise, when nations faint, He is the strength of every saint. 1 1 O O u fle shall come down like rain upon -*--*- •^" l) • the mown grass." — Psalm 72. 1 Great God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son ; Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence clown ; His grace on fainting souls distills, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 4 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise : Peace, like a river, from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. lOQ^ '• Justice and judgment are the hao- 1AOO. itatwn of thy M/wte."— Psalm 97. 1 He reigns ! the Lord, the Saviour reigns ! Sing to his name in lofty strains ; Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And in his praise exalt their voice ! 2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown ; But grace and truth support his throne : Tho' gloomy clouds his ways surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes, — Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs ; Before him burns devouring fire ! The mountains melt, the seas retire ! 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day : Then lift your heads, ye saints, on hiuh, And sing, for your redemption's nigh ! NEW SABBATH HYMX AND TUNE BOOK. ROCKINGHAM. L. It #¥? i — i- 71 =s»=^ =»— 11- g p t=^ 7"T t rr r §S: i i J=± ij ^=«: rr?" 4—fi 1- ^ tt 'j a^st -:s— = J__?i T r r f=y r f = \J Ox). " TPeZcowe to m-e the darkest night." 1 Welcome to me the darkest night, If there the Saviour's presence bright Beam forth upon the soul dismayed, And say, M 'T is I : be not afraid !" 2 Welcome the fiercest waves that roll Their deepening tloods to whelm my soul, If he rebuke the storm of ill, And bid the tempest, " Peace, be still !" S Welcome the thorniest path, if there The print-marks of his feet appear : If in his footsteps we may tread, And follow where our Lord hath led. 4 I will not ask what else is mine, If thou, O Lord, account me thine ; For what but joy can be my lot, If God, my God, reject me not? 1 UO 8. Prayer for an Assembly of Ministers. 1 Pour out thy Spirit from on high ; Lord, thine assembled servants bless ; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe thy priests with right- eousness. 2 Within thy temple, where we stand To teach the truth, not ours, but thine, May we, like stars in thv right hand, The angels of the churches, shine ! 5 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness with meekness from above, To bear thy people on our heart, And love the souls whom thou dost love. 4 To watch and pray, and never faint ; By day and night strict guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish thy iambs, and feed thy sheep; 5 Then, when our work is finished here, la humble hope our charge resign : When the chief Shepherd shall appear, God, may they and we be thine ! lUoO. u Tliy little flock in safety keep." 1 Jesus, thou Shepherd of the sheep, Thy " little flock" in safety keep ; These lambs within thine arms now take, Nor let them e'er thy fold forsake. 2 Secure them from the scorching beam, And lead them to the living stream ; In verdant pastures let them lie, And watch them with a shepherd's eye! 3 Oh, teach them to discern thy voice, And in its sacred sound rejoice ! From strangers may they ever flee, And know no other guide but thee. 4 Lord, bring thy sheep that wander yet, And let their number be complete ; Then let the flock from earth remove, And reach the heavenly fold above. "I I "1 9 A Pillar of Cloud by Day, and of ± x ± o . Fire i y m n P — h U ' r^ 1 KQ "Bless the Lord, my soul." LOV. Psalm 103. 1 Bless, my soul ! the living God ; Call home thy thoughts that, rove abroad : Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul ! the God of grace, His favors claim thy highest praise ; Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence, and forgot ? 3 'T is he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done ; He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly fellies of our lives. 4 Let every land his power confess ; Let all the earth adore his grace : My heart and tongue with rapture join In work and worship so divine. Glory of the Grace of God. 165. 1 Now to the Lord a noble song : Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! Hosanna to th' eternal Name, And all his boundless love proclaim ! 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace : God, mi the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 8 Grace ! — 't is a sweet, a charming theme : My thoughts rejoice at Jesus 1 name : Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground! 4 Oh, may I live to reach the place Where he unvails his lovely face ! Where I his beauties shall behold, And sing his name to harps of gold ! 1 oA . " God only wise." 1 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to sing : Praise him, who has all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! A depth where all our tho'ts are drown'd ! The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all those heavenly flames. 3 Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold ; Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, To speak his wisdom all divine. 4 But in redemption, oh, what grace ! Its wonders, oh, what thought can trace ! Here wisdom shines for ever bright : Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. Q^A ^ I will praise Thee with my whole ° ^ u - heartr— Psalm 138. 1 With all my powers of heart and tongue, I '11 praise my Maker in my song ; Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise* 2 To God I cried when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdued my foes : He did my rising fears control, And strength diffused thro' all my souL 3 Amid a thousand snares, I stand Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 4 I '11 sing thy truth and mercy, Lord, I '11 sing the wonders of thy word ; Not all thy works and names below So much thy power and glory show. TG NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DUNDEE. C. M. I i i tai — —"5^ J_J_ r r S r—n — r r r f f 1^:=*: id J i J i t r 130. 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S 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 him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 394. "The Desire of all nations." 1 Come, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art ; Dear desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born, thy people to deliver; Born a child, and yet a king; Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Pvule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, "Raise us to thy glorious throne. 967. i From grace to glory.'" Know, my soul, thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear : Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; Think what Father's smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee : Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day before thee — God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thine earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GREENVILLE. 8s & 7s. Double. 85 — .pM — r 1— -n- # H I 1 , — u -n-i- 1- — *- i — i_ -[- «•£ — 0— =?-"P *~ 1 ' 1 1 5 f J. — (• — p — i t-f- i -i — « — H — s— ! I 'l -0- J- -*■ J i — 9— -4- i ,%t= | .... , ... , -T— 9 "I— 1 — i — ^_ I ! p i u -I- Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 1011. •lam a miracle of Grace.' 1 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ! Only thee I wish to sing ; To ciy soul thy name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King; Oh, what mercy flows from heaven ! Oh, what joy and happiness ! Love I much ? I 've much forgiven — I'ma miracle of grace ! 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing. Till my Saviour passed that way : Witness all ye hosts of heaven, My Redeemer's tenderness : Love I much ? I've much forgiven — I 'm a miracle of grace ! 3 Shout, ye bright, angelic choir! Praise the Lamb enthroned above! While, astonished, I admire God's free grace and boundless love : That blest moment I received him Filled my soul with joy and peace: Love I much? I've much forgiven — I 'in a miracle of grace ! 1071. 'And David said, '■Blessed be Thou? 1 Cliron. 29 : 10—23. 1 Blest be thou, O God of Israel ! Thou, our Father and our Lord! Majesty is thine for ever ; Ever be thy name adored. 2 Thine, O Lord, are power and greatness ; Glory, victory, are thine own ; All is thine in earth and heaven, Over all thy boundless throne. 3 Riches come of thee, and honor: Power and might to thee belong ; Thine it is to make us prosper, Only thine to make us strong. 4 Lord, our God, for these, thy bounties, Hymns of gratitude we raise ; To thy name, for ever glorious, Ever we address our praise. Doxologt. Pratse the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love: Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above : Praise the Fountain of salvation Him by whom our spirits live Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ! 86 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. UXBRIDGE. L. M. TOO " The Lord sitfeth upon the flood:' J-- ' Psalm 29. 1 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and power : Ascribe new honors to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud, O'er all the ocean and the land ; His voice divides the watery cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 The Lord sits Sovereign on the flood ; The Thunderer reigns for ever King ; But makes his church his blest abode Where we his awful glories sing. 4 In gentler language, there the Lord' The counsels of his grace imparts : Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace arid courage to our hearts. 1 3 3 . God All-powerful. 1 The Lord, the God of glory, reigns, In robes of majesty arrayed ; His rule omnipotence sustains, And guides the worlds his hands have made. 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, Or ere the heavens were spread abroad, Thine awful throne was fixed above ; From everlasting thou art God. 8 The swelling floods tumultuous rise, Aloud the angry tempests roar ; Lift their proud billows to the skies, And foam, and lash the trembling shore. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, Controls the fiercely raging seas ; He speaks : — and noise^aud tenrpest fly, The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Thy sovereign laws are ever sure, Eternal purity is thine; And, Lord, thy people shall be pure, And in thy blest resemblance shine. m" Who can show forth all His praiae V Psalm 106. 1 Oh render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Hath stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express — Not only vast, but numberless ! What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise ! 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford ; When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4 Oh, render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; His mercy firm, through ages past, Hath stood, and shall for ever last. Every day will Ihless Tliee.' Psalm 145. 824. 1 My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of even' hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and triumph of their tongue. 4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable tby ways ! Vast and immortal be thy praise ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WIMBORNE. L. M. -•• -0- -»■ — -S- J — -«■ J 1 1 ' •- ■*• -»- I J f 248. "Equal with Cod."— Phil. 2 : C. 1 Brigiit King of glory! dreadful God! Our spirits bow before thy seat ; To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful feet" ! A thousand seraphs, strong and bright, Stand round the glorious f)eity ; But who, among the sons of light, Pretends comparison with thee ? 3 Yet there is one, of human frame, Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality withf God. 4 Then, let the name of Christ, our King, With equal honors be adored : His praise let every angel sing, And all the nations own him Lord. J.01. " Co, worship at ImmanueVs feet" 1 Go, worship at Immanuel's feet ; See in his face what wonders meet : Earth is too narrow to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, Nor heaven his full resemblance bears : His beauties we can never trace, Till we behold him faee to face. 3 Oh, let me climb those higher skies, Where storms and darkness never rise : There he displays his power abroad, Andshines, and reigns, tli' incarnate God! Unto Him t7>at loved us.' lie v. 1 : 5-7. 1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And straius of nobler praise above ! 2 'T was he who cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his precious blood ; 'T is he who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our eternal Bang, Be everlasting power confessed ! Let every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move ; Tho' with our sins we pierced him once, He now displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day : Come, Lord, nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long dekvy. 8 1 . " Vie Prince of Life:' 1 Hail to the Prince of life and peace, Who holds the keys of death and hell ! The spacious world unseen is his, And sovereign power becomes him well. 2 In shame and anguish once he died ; But now he lives for evermore : Bow down, ye saints, around his seat, And, all ye angel-bands, adore. 3 So live for ever, glorious Lord, To crush thy foes and guard thy friends; While all thy chosen tribes rejoice That thy dominion never ends. 4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, Guided by wisdom and by love ; Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, O'er worlds below, and worlds above. 5 For ever reign, victorious King! Wide thro' the earth thy name be known ; And call my longing soul to sing Sublimer anthems near thy throne. 88 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NASHVILLE. L. P. M. 107. " Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness." — Psalm 96. 1 Let all the earth their voices raise, To sing the choicest psalm of praise ; To sing and hless Jehovah's name : His glory let the heathen know ; His wonders to the nations show ; And all his saving works proclaim. 2 He framed the globe, he built the sky He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there : His beams are majesty and light ; His beauties, how divinely bright ! His temple, how divinely fair ! 3 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power. And barb'rous nations fear his name ! Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness, And in his courts his grace proclaim. 221 Everlasting Praise to Jehovah. Psalm 146. 1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train : His truth for ever stands secure He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor: And uoue shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind, The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ! Let every tongue, let every age, In this exalted work engage : Praise him in everlasting strains. 5 I '11 praise him while he lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be post, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. A OA " More to be desired than gold." "±0±. Psalm 19. 1 I love the volume of thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distressed ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray. Thy promise leads my heart to rest. Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel," Loud, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 89 NEWCOURT. L. P. M. m . i i i I i i r i i i .Jj_*_ r ^_*_ ipf- t*j^±+u AX 'i r.JJ- J- J. J i . I r J J n.* -J- J. J- P r - -J gzz^gigiJ^pgrJF 1 — try -Ezzz£=ci^izr:EL-! — jEErcnz:^;; :£^ :2d±: ^ K£ «n ft, = br l^=_Tl *■=— u mrc nj> i ■ .it u .. i u " i i Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain : Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain. ■I o >jc) " Shall he deliver his soul ?" *^'^« Psalm S9. L Think, mighty God, on feeble man, How few his hours, how short his span! Short from the cradle to the grave : Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or power to save ? 2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, The race of man was onlj" made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust ? Are not thy servants, day by day, Sent to their graves, and turned to clay ? Lord,where 's thy kindness to the just ? 3 Hast thou not promised to thy Son, And all his seed, a heavenly crown ? But flesh and sense indulge despair: For ever blessed be the Lord, That Faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, and pain : Let all below, and all above Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat his loud Amen ! 1282 " ™ e righteous judgment of God." (A Hymn of the Thirteenth Century. ) 1 The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Shall wake the nations under ground : Where, then, my God, shall 1 be found, — 2 When all shall stand before thy throne, When thou shalt make their" sentence known, And all thy righteous judgment own ! 3 Thou, who for sinners felt such pain, Whose precious blood the cross did stain, Who did for us its curse sustain, — 4 By all that man's redemption cost, Let not my trembling soul be lost, In storms of guilty terror tossed I 5 Give me in that dread day a place Among thy chosen, faithful race, The sons oi God, and heirs of grace. 6 Trembling before thy throne I bend ; My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in the end ! Doxologt. Now to the great and sacred Three, The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal praise and glory given, — Through all the worlds where God is known, By all the angels near the throne, And all the~saints in earth and heaven if 90 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GROVE. L. M. Double. 3*= ... 1 . =iM= ' 1 -J^M- f4= =1 — i r— 1 1 =2 -4 1 i — i— F «- r —4— — G — r — ^_ LL — s r J — p^— ; r i 1 ' ! -*- J .6 +7 r — »— I r i 1 — e> — r i 9 •> i — 1 r j 1 1 s^r.. I L_ -J 1— Y~ 1 — J_l its, i — r— -t— -4^ i - J?.. -1— i— _j_ — ii_ 1 19. "27' e hand that made lis is Divine.' 1 '' 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 TV unwearied sun, from clay to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. S Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous talc, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their tarn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though, in solemn silence all Move round this dark, terrestrial ball ? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine, ik The hand that made us is Divine." 192. God our fiefuge.—'Psalm 46. 1 God is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world ; Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide ; While every nation, every shore, Trembles and dreads the swelling tide. 4 There is'a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, thine holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on his truth and armed witb power. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND Tt'NE BOOK. UXBRIDGE. L. M. 91 )OX " C7> fo ^ ; i« AiZZs /V//2 j/mie eyes." 1 — J - Psalinl21 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, Tli' eternal hills beyond the skies; Thence all her help my soul derives, There my almighty Refuge lives. • He lives — the everlasting God That built theworld, that spread theflood: ; The heavens with all their hosts he maue, And the dark regions of the dead. He guides our feet, he guards our way; His morning smiles bless all the day : He spreads the evening vail, and keeps The silent hours, while Israel sleeps. Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest ; Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes 1 Admit no slumber, nor surprise. \ No sun shall smite thy head by day; Nor the pale moon with sickly ray" : Shall blast thy couch; no baleful star Dart his malignant tire so far. Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return, Safe in the Lord ; Ins heavenly care Defends thy life from every snare. On thee foul spirits have no power ; And, in thy lust departing hour, Angels, that trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. ■i i 0. "776 so loved the world."— John 16 : 17. Not to condemn the sons of men, Did Christ, the Son of God, appear; No weapons in his hands are seen, No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He loved the race of man so well, He sent his Son to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word; Trust in his mighty name, and live : A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. A 70 Tlie Works and the Word of God. *»«>■ Psalm 19. 1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord; In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And night, and day, thy power confess; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, anil never stand ; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. ■i Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till thro' the world thy truth hath run; Till Christ hath all the nations blest That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ! Bless the dark world with heavenly light : Thy gospel makes the simple wise, _ Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renewed, and sins forgiven ; Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make tny word my guide to heaven. 92 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUSE BOOK. EFFINGHAM. L. M. r- S- : — r— c *^ — r ^—¥7*- L p * VTT'iTi^ t f Ii: !r III*.' ' I I ' I 1 US «L_ 204. .A« 77wwflr* ._ft 1S^^ =3fc r, -irr II^IISI^^ 3=*: =3S^ st ^=? r^— -p- e§^ - M '. • r -S *- r r I F^E OIA vl /W»i 0/ Praise for GocTs Care. ^-LU. Psalin89. 1 The mercies of my God and King My tongue shall still pursue : Oh, happy they who, while they sing Those mercies, share them, too ! 2 As bright and lasting as the sun, As lofty as the sky, From age to age thy word shall run, And chance and change defy. 3 The covenant of the King of kings Shall stand for ever sure ; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy saints repose secure. 4 Thine is the earth, and thine the skies, Created at thy will ; The waves at thy command arise, At thy command are still. 5 In earth below, in heaven above, Who, who is, Lord, like thee ? Oh, spread the gospel of thy love Till all thy glories see ! 9fiQ Tlie living Saviour faithful to His oUO. Friends. 1 I know that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me : A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 I find him liftinc: up my head ; He brings salvation near : His presence makes me free, indeed And he will soon appear. 8 He wills that I should holy be : What can withstand his will? The counsel of his grace in me He surely shall fulfill. 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, And to thyself receive. 5 When God is mine, and I am his, Of paradise possessed, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest. OoO. Redemption finished. 1 Triumphant, Christ ascends on high, The glorious work complete ; Sin, death, and hell, low vanquished lie, Beneath his awful feet. 2 There, with eternal glory crowned, The Lord, the Conqueror, reigns ; His praise the heavenly choirs resound In their immortal strains. 3 Amid the splendors of his throne, Unchanging love appears ; The names he purchased for his own, Still on his heart he bears. 4 Oh, the rich depth6 of love divine ! Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; I can not wish for more. 5 On thee alone my hope relies ; Beneath thy cross I fall, — My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all ! 429. Infinite Worth of Christ. 1 Infinite excellence is thine, Thou glorious Prince of erace ! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and songs ascend, In thee their wishes meet. 3 Millions of happy spirits live On thine exhaustless store; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givcst more. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BARBY. C. St I . .1 j- l L 4 Tliou art their triumph and their joy ; They find their all in thee : Thy glories will their tongues employ, Through all eternity. OO. " 77te Chief e ftt among ten thousand."' 1 Come, heavenly Love, inspire my song With thine immortal flame, And teach my heart, and teach my tongue The Saviour's lovely name. 2 The Saviour !— oh, what endless charms Dwell in that blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads delight around. 3 Wrapped in the gloom of dark despair, We helpless, hopeless lay : But sovereign mercy reached us there, And smiled despair away. 4 Th' Almighty Former of the shies Stoops to our vile abode ; While angels view with wondering eves And hail th' incarnate God. 5 Incarnate God ! — now to thine arms I yield my captive soul : Oh, let thine all-subduing charms My inmost powers control ! 4 O t/ ." Te are complete in IHm." 1 — Col. 2 : 10. 1 I 've found the pearl of greatest price ; My heart doth sing for joy ; And sing I must, for Christ is mine- Christ shall m}' song employ. 2 Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King ; My Prophet full of light; My great High Priest before the throne ; My King of heavenly might. 3 For he, indeed, is Lord of lords, And he the King of kings ; He is the Sun of Righteousness, With healing in his wings. 4 Christ is my Peace : he died for me, For me he gave his blood ; And, as my wondrous sacrifice, Offered himself to God. 5 Christ Jesus is my All in All, My comfort and my love ; My life below, and he shall be My joy and crown above. C \i " When shall I come and appear he fore u °^- • God ? "— Psal in 42. 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams When heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, O God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; Oh 'when shall I behold thy foce, Thou Majesty divine ? 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? Trust God ; and he '11 employ' His aid for thee, and change these siirhs To thankful hymns of joy. 4 "Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still ; and thou shalt sing The praise of him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal spring. DOXOLOGT. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, "Where there are works to make himknown, Or saints to love the Lord! 96 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. COWPER. C. M. i 1 , ■. — i , l-'^-i ¥=^=f J f r • t f f t f . f s — rs" — « © e — i — e ' - i — L 1 *-| ■ i - "l | 1 ■ ' ' : r ' f z+= [1__] L QPlft " Tiiere is a fountain filled with blood." OUU. (Original Form.) 1 There is a fountain tilled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed 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 '11 sing thy power to save, When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepared (Unworthy though I be) For me a blood-bought, free reward, A golden harp for me ! 7 'T is strung and tuned for endless years ; And formed by power divine, To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but thine. Qfll " There is a fountain filed xciih blood." ^ ux - (Abridged Form.) 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 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 Are saved, to sin no more. 4 Since first, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my' theme, And shall be, till I die. 5 And when this feeble, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I '11 sing thy power to save. OM. Trustful Cliristian victorious. 1 My God ! the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfortof my nights ! 2 In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun : He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers, I am his ! 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, T' embrace my dearest Lord. 5 Fearless of hell, and ghastly death, I 'd break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith Should bear me conqueror through. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BARTOW. CM. 97 =**- -^r — i — r =?T+" =t= -Ti ii J- r - u I — #r_ — i- — - i — [T r jSv-4— — 1 — — 5>— r —a 4= r 'jr S 1 1 ^ —rzi— l J r — »— — » — i i -#- * • II _^_i_ _^_ =!=*= * -1— — t -^ 1* ■! 1 ' — | — i -1 — r; : I^jOI. 77te Jfeto Jerusalem. 1 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, aud thee ? 2 Oh, when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where evermore the angels simr, Where Sabbaths have no end V 8 There happier bowers, than Eden's, bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you. 4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe ? Or i'eel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Jerusalem, my glorious home ! My soul still pants for thee ; Theii shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. "I i)A 1 "Come, crown and throne ; come, robe J-^tJ-* and palm.'''' 1 These are the crowns that we shall wear, When all thy saints are crowned; These are the palms that we shall bear On yonder holy ground. 2 These are the robes, unsoiled and white, Which we shall then put on, When, foremost 'mong the sons of light, We sit on .yonder throne. 3 That is the city of the saints, Where we so soon shall stand, When we shall strike these desert-tents. And quit this desert-land. 4 Then welcome toil, and care, and pain ! And welcome sorrow, too ! All toil is rest, all grief is gain, With such a prize in view. 5 Come, crown and throne ; come, robe and palm ; Burst forth, glad stream of peace ! Come, holy city of the Lamb ! Rise, Sun of righteousness ! 1245. TJie Cloud of Witnesses. 1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise Within the vail, and see The saints above — how great their joys, How bright their glories be ! 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their victory came; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, His zeal inspired their breast ; And following their incarnate God, Possess the" promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. Doxologt. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there arc works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord ! 98 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE EOOK. HAVERHILL. S. M. !#^~ t!f^ — j- — 1 1 ^=f3~ u =jc 'J r , r j — <5*— 1 ^ — 1 1 9 o ) -s- ', g 4— lr |>^b — 1 —m— 4- \ — — H h -1 -i — — tr 1 — a — L - 1 _ i -■ m 1 i- 4 Oh, keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame ! For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 5 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again : Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. 19^9 " H° w shuM we sinrj the LorcTs'song x -jO-i. ina Grange land f— Psalm 187. 1 Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting, 1 cry, " Blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest !" 2 Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung ; How should I sing a cheerful song, Till thou inspire my tongue ? 3 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee ; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 4 To thee, to thee I press — A dark and toilsome road : When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saints' abode ? 5 God of my life, be near ; On thee my hopes I cast : Oh, guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last ! 1247. Thanks far all Saints. 1 For all thy saints, O God, Who strove in Christ to live, Who followed him, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. 2 For all thy saints, O God, Accept, our thankful cry, Who counted Christ their great reward, And yearned for him to d~ie. 3 They all, in life and death, With him, their Lord, in view, Learned from thy Holy Spirit's breath To suffer and to do. 4 For this, thy name we bless, And humbly pray that wc May follow them in holiness, And live and die in thee. 1 9 7 J. " TT-is mortal sliall put on immor- J-^'** tality." 1 And must this body die ? This mortal frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie moldering in the clay ? 2 God, my Redeemer, lives And ever from the skies Looks down and watches allmv dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 3 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every lace Look heavenly and divine. 4 These lively hopes we oavo To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above. 5 Dear Lord ! accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound Ave raise' With our immortal tongues. Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity. 100 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TOPLADY. Vs. 6 lines. ) 1 ■ ! L fc=3t=^I f §1^ • r i at i;l I I r* j_. j-, j i i i i i j. i x-44. Jems.— lam.— The Word. 1 Jests, hail ! thou great I am ! High aucl holy is thy name : Angel-harps resound thy praise; Saints adore thy saving grace : Every creature bows the knee Worshiping thy majesty. 2 Hail, thou everlasting Lord! '* God with us !" incarnate Word! Glory of thy church thou art, Life and light of every heart : Angels, saints, below, above, Join to praise thy boundless love. 519. The Peace, of Christ. 1 Ye who in these courts are found, Listening to the joyful sound, — Lost and helpless, as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, — Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, View his bleeding sacrifice ; See, in him, your sins forgiven, Pardon, holiness, and heaven : Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. Doiology. Praise the name of God most high Praise him, all below the sky; Praise him, all ye heavenly host — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore his praise shall last. 520. Welcome! 1 From the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious Bounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! — " Love's redeeming work is done ; Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 2 "Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stored ; To thy Father's bosom pressed, Yet again a child confessed, Never from his house to roam : Come and welcome, sinner, come ! " Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend ! Safe your spirits to convey To the realms of endless clay, Up to my eternal home: Come and welcome, sinner, come !" 688. " Only Thee? 1 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love, All my other joys above ; All my hopes in thee abide, Thou my hope, and naught beside: Ever let my glory be Only, only,' only thee. 2 Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss ; Earthly pleasures fade away, — Clouds they are that hide my day : Hence, vain shadows ! let me see Jesus crucified for rue. NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. LORAINE. 7s. 6 lines. 101 f -T£ W r r J_J. r :s- :^ 8 From beneath that thorny crown Trickle drops of cleansing down : Pardon from thy pierced hand Now I take while here I stand : Only then I live to thee, When thy wounded side I see. 4 Blessed Saviour ! thine am I, Thine to live, and thine to die ; Height, or depth, or earthly power Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more ; Ever shall my glory be Only, only, only thee ! 721 "Rock of Ages."— I Cor. 10 : 4. 1 Rock of Ages ! cleft for me. Let me hide myself in thee ! Let the water and the blood, From thy riven side that flowed, Be of sin the double cure — Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow — All for sin could not atone : Thou must save, and thou alone ! Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling. S While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment throne, — Rock of Ages ! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ! i 0-±. Blessedness of Trust in Christ, 1 Saviour! happy would I be, If I could antitrust in thee ; Trust thy wisdom me to guide ; Trust thy goodness to provide; Trust thy saving love and power; Trust thee every day and hour : 2 Trust thee as the only light In the darkest hour of night ; Trust in sickness, trust in health ; Trust in poverty and wealth ; Trust in joy, and trust in grief; Trust thy promise for relief: 3 Trust thy blood to cleanse my soul ; Trust thy grace to make me whole ; Trust thee living, dying, too; Trust thee all my journey through; Trust thee till my feet shall be Planted on the crystal sea I J-UO.J. " My flesh is meat, indeed. 1 " 1 Bread of heaven ! on thee I feed, For thy flesh is meat, indeed ; Ever may my soul be fed With this true and living Bread ; Day by day with strength supplied Through the life of him who died. 2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice ; 'Tis thy wounds my healing give ; To thy cross I look, and live ; Thou, my Life, oh, let me be Rooted, grafted, built on thee! Doxologt. Blessing, honor, glory, might/ And dominion infinite, To the Father of our Lord, To the Spirit and the Word: As it was all worlds before, Is, and shall be evermore. 102 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BAIRD. L. M. oAl* The Man of Sorrows.— Isaiah 53. 1 Despised is the Man of grief, Rejected, and denied belief By them whose sorrows he hath worn — For whom he bears the bitter scorn, The shameful robe, the scourge, the thorn! 2 All we, like sheep, have gone astray, And turned aside from wisdom's way ; But he the path of death hath trod, And humbly kissed affliction's rod, To lead our stricken souls to God. 3 Oh, let us cast each vice away, Beneath the cross each passion lay ; With contrite heart and weeping eye, Behold the Saviour lifted high, And every sin and folly fly ! 4U^. Longing to follow Christ. 1 O thou, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee ; Oh, burst these"bonds and set it free ! 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross ; Nail my affections to the cross ; Hallow each thought ; let all within Be clean as thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 While in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light, be thou my way : No foes, no danger will I fear, While thou, Almighty God, art near. 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of woe, Jesus, thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee ; Oh, let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill ! ♦ Repeat the third line of the tune for this hymB. i Jdd ,«A bruised reed shall he not break." 1 Before thy cross, my dying Lord, I cast my soul, and trust thy love ; Oh, here thy saving power afford, And seal my pardon from above! 2 No threatening foes shall drive me hence, Helpless and fainting I draw near ; Resolved (for 't is my last defense), If I must die, to perish here. 3 But, Saviour ! for thy mercy's sake, Relieve the anguish of my heart ; The bruised reed thou wilt not break, Nor bid the contrite soul depart. 4 Washed in thy blood, I shall be pure ; Cheered by thy smile, shall feel no shame ; Saved by thy love, I stand secure, And triumph in a Saviour's name ! 731. The Liberty of Faith. 1 Before thy throne with tearful eyes, My gracious Lord, I humbly fall ; To thee my weary spirit flies, For thy forgiving love I call. 2 How free thy mercy overflows, When sinners on" thy grace rely ! Thy tender love no limit knows ; Oh, save me— justly doomed to die ! 3 Yes ! thou wilt save ; my soul is free ! The gloom of sin is fled away ; My tongue breaks forth in praise to thea, And all my powers thy word obey. 4 Hence, while I wrestle with my foes, — The world, the flesh, the hosts of hell,— Sustain thou me till conflicts close, Then endless songs my thanks shall tell. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. IOSCO. L. M. 103 A O b . Sovereignty of God in Conversion. 1 May not the sovereign Lord on high Dispense his favors as he will ; Choose some to life, while others die, And yet be just and gracious still? 2 Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker's ways unjust, The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust ? 3 But, my soul ! if truth so bright Should dazzle and confound thy sight, Yet still his written will obey, And wait the great decisive day. 4 Then shall he make his justice known, And the whole world, before his throne, With joy or terror, shall confess The glory of his righteousness. 241. "Be stilly and know that I am God.'''' 1 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will ! Tumultuous passions, all be still ; Nor let a murmuring thought arise : His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals ; And, though his footsteps are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees ; And by his saints it stands confessed, That what he does is ever best. i Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, With reverence bow before his seat ; And, 'mid the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 1117 " ^> s P are owr guilty country, - LJ -- L ' • spare" 1 On thee, Lord our God, we call, Before thy throne devoutly fall ; Oh, whither should the helpless fly ? To whom but thee direct their cry ? 2 Lord, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn ; Oh, spare our guilty country, spare The church thine hand hath planted here! 3 We plead tny grace, indulgent God ! We plead thy Son's atoning blood; We plead thy gracious promises ; And are they unavailing pleas ? 4 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless woe : Let them prevail to save us, too. 1 "1 09 "-Look down, God, with pitying - LJ -^ J -'« eye."" 1 Indulgent Sovereign of the skies, And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear? While feeble mortals raise their cries, Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear ? 2 How shall thy servants give thee rest, Till Zion's moldering walls thou raise ; Till thine own power shall stand confess'd, And make Jerusalem a praise ? 3 Look down, O God, with pitying eye, And view the desolation round : See what wide realms in darkness lie, And hurl their idols to the ground. 4 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow, And call the nations from afar: Let all the isles their Saviour know, And earth's remotest ends draw near. 104 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. RATFORD. C. M. Double. |#: H U—j_J_4: M 1 — 1-^-4= 1st timb r 1 J 1 1 =±=TT 2d time. : Mi, { ({■! -«* «* -v 1 «» _^ J ^ |j «L [si^-a g*. II ■ ^=id= ^ — J — i il i r ■ r r r r ' j H ^ r r r r i*^ — J !=£! — *z 1 1— U ^— { i-i-J J ! — ! u_ 4 — *-# — Ti — i- 1 1st time 2d time. I g^EJSEEfc g^gg=g5iEEgipB 3' : t' : ? r r i i J J J -^ J B=^3: J-lU r r r r r f- '. f f f f 4=_ i — r ±±fcfc & — J- iJt g •, 00 J. " T^y Righteousness, even Tldne only? ^-" ± * Psalm 71. 1 My Saviour ! my almighty Friend ! When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; Thy goodness I adore : And since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road ; And march, with courage in thy strength, To see my Father, God. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ! With this delightful song I '11 entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. J / U. '•'■Tour sorrow shall be turned into joy."" 1 Come, humble souls — ye mourners,come, And wipe away your tears : Adieu to all your sad complaints, Your sorrows and } r our fears. 2 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, The Saviour's dying love : Soon shall you join the glorious theme In loftier strains above. S God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends : Calls you his treasure, and his joy, His children, and his friends. 4 My Father, God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. 5 For ever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore, Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bids me hope for more. 6 Transporting hope ! — still on my soul With radiant glories shine, Till thou thyself art lost in joys Immortal and divine. 1089. The Godly Child. 1 By cool Siloam's shady rill How fair the lily grows ! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child, whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay ; The rose that blooms beneath the hill, Must shortly fade away. 4 And soon, too soon, the wint'ry hour Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, And stormy passion's rage. 5 O thou, whose infant feet were found Within thy Father's shrine, Whose years, Avith changeless virtue crowned, Were .all alike divine, — G Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, acre, and death, To keep us still thine own. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 105 ORTOXVILLE o28. " TJiis is my Friend r~ Oant. 5 : 10-16. i 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 He saw me plunged in deep distress> He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 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. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joy complete. 6 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love" divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord ! they should all be thine. 406. Our Saviour. 1 We 'll sing the power of him who died His people to redeem ; He is our Saviour, true and tried, And he shall be our theme. 2 For he is precious in the sight Of all who know his voice : 'T was he who brought us to the light, And taught us to rejoice. ? From worldly snares, and Satan's wile, He guards us by his power ; And keeps us safe from force and guile In every trying hour. 4 And till his ransomed people come, His house above to fill, 'T is he who safely guid es them home, Beyond the reach of ill. 5 Then let us ever make our boast Of him, and him alone, Who came from heaven to seek the lost, And bring us to his throne. oOZ. The Potcer of Man in Prayer. 1 There is an eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night ; There is an ear that never shuts, When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an arm that never tires, When human strength gives way There is a love that never fails, When earthly loves decay. 3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ; That" arm upholds the sky ; That ear is filled with angel songs ; That love is throned on high. 4 But there 's a power which man can wield When mortal aid is vain, That eye, that arm, that love to reach, That listening ear to gain. 5 That power is prayer, which soars on high, Through Jesus, to the throne ; And moves the hand which moves the world, To bring salvation down ! Doxologt. 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 ! IOC NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. RAYNER. S. M. Double. ADO. Lore of God in the Gift of Christ. 1 Raise your triumphant songs To an immortal tune ; "Wide let the earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how eternal love Its chief Beloved chose, And bade him raise our wretched race From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no thunder bears ; No terror clothes his brow : No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 'T was mercy filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by, When Christ was sent with pardons down To rebels doomed to die. 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears ; Let hopeless sorrow cease : Bow to the scepter of his love, And take the offered peace. 6 Lord, we obey thy call ; We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, And love and praise thy name. 091 " The Son g of the Lamb." OOJ -' Rev. 15:3,4. 1 Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ! Wake, every heart, and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name ! 2 Sing of his dying love ; Sing of his rising power : Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore. 3 Sing, till we feel our hearts Ascending with our tongues ; Sing, till the love of sin departs, And grace inspires our songs. 4 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners, sing ! Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, th' exalted King. 5 Soon shall we hear him say, " Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away To our eternal home. 6 Soon shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim, And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. '■'Endure hardness, as a good soldier of Je-sius Chi-iat." 893 1 Arise, ye saints, arise ! The Lord our Leader is ; The foe before his banner flies, For victory is his. 2 Lead on, almighty Lord, Lead on to victory! Encouraged hy the bright reward. With joy we '11 follow thee. 3 We '11 follow thee, our Guide, Our Saviour and our King ; We '11 follow thee, through grace supplied From heaven's eternal spring. 4 We hope to see the day When all our toils shall cease ; When we shall cast our arms away, And dwell in endless peace. 5 This hope supports us here, It makes our burdens light ; 'T will serve ourdrooping hearts to cheer, Till faith shall end in sight. 6 Till, of the prize possessed, We hear of war no more ; And oh, sweet thought ! for evsr rest On yonder peaceful shore. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LABAN. S. M. 107 i - 11 'j i 2 W r 1 '-rJ i_Jj rr. f- U 6 O . " Watch and pra ?/." 1 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 ! The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every clay, 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 '11 take thee, at thy parting breath Up to his blest abode. 11 •J. Bless the Lord, your God, for ever and -Neb. 9 : 5. 1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud, and magnify ? 3 Oh, for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wiug to heaven our thought ! 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up, and bless the Lord ; The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth, for evermore ! Doxology. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glor} r be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! WATCHMAN. S. M. I minm 108 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PRESTON. C. M. ZbZ. " lie reviled not again.' 1 '' 1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around thy steps below; What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. 2 For, ever on thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow hung ; Yet no imgentle, murmuring word Escaped thy silent tongue. 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove ; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. 4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee! Like thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sins than all The wrongs that we receive. 5 One with thyself, may every eye, In us, thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord ! with thee, 4:0 'J. 77ie Holy Spirit our Friend. 1 Lord, am I precious in thy sight ? Lord, wouldst thou have me thine ? May It be given me to delight The Majesty divine ? 2 Lord, dost thou sweetly urge and press My soul thy Heaven to win ? Lord, dost thou love my holiness ? Lord, dost thou hate my sin ? 3 O Holy Spirit ! dost thou mourn When I from thee depart ! Dost thou rejoice when I return, And give thee back my heart ? 4 O happy Heaven ! where thine embrace I never more shall leave, Nor ever cast away thy grace, Nor once thy Spirit grieve. 5 Oh, let me, Lord, each grace possess That makes thy heaven more bright, And bring the humble holiness That gives mv God delight ! I trill give you rest."— Matt. 11 . 2S-30. 505... 1 Come unto me, all ye who mourn, With guilt and fear oppressed ; Resign to me the willing heart, And I will give you rest. 2 Take up my yoke, and learn of me A meek and lowl} r mind ; And thus your weary, troubled souls Repose and peace shall find. 3 For light and gentle is my yoke : The burden 1 impose Shall ease the heart which groaned before Beneath a load of woes. /89. One with Christ. 1 Lord Jesus, are we one with thee ? O height, O depth of love ! With thee we died upon the tree ; In thee we live above. 2 Such was thy grace, that for our sake Thou didst from heaven come down, Our mortal flesh and blood partake, In all our misery one. 3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine, Were borne^on earth by thee ; The gall, the curse, the wrath were thine To set thy members free. 4 Ascended now in glory bright, Still one with us thou art ; Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, Thy saints and thee can part. 5 Soon, soon shall come that glorious day, When, seated on thy throne, Thou shalt to wondering worlds display That thou with us art one ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 100 DENFIELD. C. M. feE§=3 ±=^ T _ r __ f _ 2=2=t fcfc BGE ^fe=^' j 4 j =- — r-* — * r~ t : r=^ j_j- 3 f— r ^ ^=^=; e: t: — i ez WJien He shall appear tee shall be like Him." 1 Oh ! mean may seem this house of clay, Yet 't was the Lord's abode ; Our feet may mourn this thorny way, Yet here Immauuel trod. 2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear ; This watch the Lord did keep ; These burdens sore the Lord did bear ; These tears the Lord did weep ! 3 Our very frailty brings us near Unto the Lord of heaven ; To every grief, to every tear, Such glory strange is given. 4 But not this fleshly robe alone Shall link us, Lord, to thee ; Nor always in the tear and groan Shall the dear kindred be. 5 We shall be reckoned for thine own, Because thy heaven we share ; Because we sing around thy throne, And thy bright raiment wear. 792. O " Who died for us that we should live *-*' with IIim. n 79 1 Thou, to our woe who down didst come, Who one with us wouldst be, Wilt lift us to thy heavenly home, Wilt make us one with thee. 2 Our earthly garments thou hast worn, And we thy robes shall wear ! Oui mortal burdens thou hast borne, And we thy bliss may bear. 3 Oh, mighty grace ! our life to live, To make our earth divine ; Oh, mighty grace! thy heaven to give, And lift our life to thine ! 4 Oh, strange the gifts and marvelous, By thee received and given ! Thou tookest woe and death from us, And we receive thy heaven ! b 1 A . " God, my exceeding Joy." 1 To thee, O God, my prayer ascends, But not for golden stores ; Nor covet I the brightest gems That shine on eastern snores ; 2 Nor that deluding, empty joy, Men call a mighty name ; Nor greatness, with its pride and state, My restless thoughts inflame ; 3 Nor pleasure's fascinating charms My fond desires allure ; But nobler things than these from thee My wishes would secure. 4 The faith and hope of things unseen My best affections move — Thy light, thy favor, and thy smiles, Thine everlasting love. 5 These are the blessings I desire : Lord, be these blessings mine ; And all the glories of the world I cheerfully resign. V Z . Prayer for a pure Heart. 1 O Lord, our carnal mind control, And make us pure within ; Purge more and more our inmost soul From willful thoughts of sin. 2 Let not the world with spot or soil Our secret heart defile ; Nor Satan round our spirit coil His chain of fraud and guile. 3 Be ours the blessed lot of those Who every evil flee ; Whose holy converse clearly shows Communion full with thee ; — 4 That when thou shalt in mi°;ht appear, We may thy grace declare, And thence through heaven's eternal year Thy glorious kingdom share. 110 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ZEBULON. H. M. I Ur. 2d. S" =t 2± Tt=^= =*=:=s=jt =2=T1? §^ m i i i i ^=^: :r— *- fp K— !- ==ii=* -] — I- i2=3E± ^=3t ^5t p I liE?=^ -*U-= j. i gill m O07. " 77m>« 7iasi led Captivity captive." 1 The happy morn is come ; Triumphant o'er the grave, The Saviour leaves the tomb, Almighty now to save : Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 2 "Who now accuseth them, For whom the Surety died ? Or who shall those condemn, Whom God hath justified? Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 3 The ransom Christ hath paid — The glorious work is done ; On him our help is laid, By him our victory won : Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 4 All hail, triumphant Lord ! The resurrection, thou ; All hail, incarnate Lord ! Before thy throne we bow : Captivity is captive led, For Jesus liveth, who was dead. (j7 A. Safety in trusting God. — Psalm 125 1 Their hearts shall not be moved Who in the Lord confide. But, firm as Zion's hill, They ever shall abide : As mountains shield Jerusalem, The Lord shall be a shield to them. 2 His blessing on them rests, Like freshening dew from heaven ; And succor from his tbrone In all their need is given : Omnipotence shall guard them well, And peace remain on Israel. 3 One like the Son of God Is walking at their side, When by the fervid fiarae And fiery furnace tried ; And 't is enough that he is near, To strengthen them in every fear. 1 HO 9 " ^ l6 Saviour oalU : Oh, hear ffia s.\jo^j. voice:' 1 From yon delusive scene, Where death and ruin smile, Beneath a treacherous mien, The sinner to beguile, The Saviour calls : Oh, hear his voice. And make his love your early choice 1 2 Down from the realms of light, To this dark world of woe, He came with speedy flight, Redemption to bestow : The Saviour calls : Oh, hear his voice. And make his love your only choice. 3 With pardon in his hands, And purity and joy, How sweet are his commands ! His bliss without alloy : The Saviour calls : Oh, hear his voice, And make his love your happy choice. 4 Through life your guard and guide, In death your strength and "stay, He '11 keep you near liis side, Nor ever turn away : The Saviour calls : Oh, hear his voice. And make his- love your lasting choice! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BO£>K. SWAINE. H. M. Ill 16. " A day in TJiy courts:''— Psalm S4. 1 Lord of the worlds above, How. pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode I With warm desires, My heart aspires, | To see my God. 2 Oh, happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear ! Oh, happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; I Who love the way And happy they | To Zion's hill. S They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears. Oh, glorious seat, I Shall thither brim When God our King Our willing feet! 4 The Lord his people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and upright souls. Thrice happy he, I Whose spirit trusts O God of hosts, Alone in thee! 9 71 " Glory to God — Good will to men.'" &**- Luke 2. 1 Hark! what celestial sounds, What music fills the air ! Soft warbling to the morn, It strikes the ravished ear: Now all is still ; | In tuneful notes, Now wild it floats Loud, sweet, and shrilL 2 Th' angelic hosts descend, With harmony divine ; See how from heaven they bend, And in full chorus join : "Fear not," say they, | Jesus, your King, "Great joy we bring: | Is born to-day. 3 " He comes, your souls to save From death's eternal gloom ; To realms of bliss and light He lifts you from the tomb : Your voices raise, I Your songs unite With sons of light ; | Of endless praise. 4 " Glory to God on high ! Ye mortals, spread the sound, And let your raptures fly To earth's remotest bound : For peace on earth, I To man is given, From God in heaven, | At Jesus' birth." 112 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHRISTMAS (Old.) G. M. Double. J I L ,<=££ H J — 1 — L ■J-r-4- t=t E 5£=fc -J- J -?2~*5: 3*— « S?~ st -.g, .6?: t"^ F -J- 26b. The Watch of the Shepherds.— Lake 2. 1 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground ; The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 " Fear not," said he (for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind), " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3 " To you, in David's town, this day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly Babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bauds, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Addressed their joyful song: 6 " All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good-will, henceforth, from heaven to men Begin, and never cease !" Ooo. " The voice of many angels." — Rev. 5. 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 K Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus !" " Worthy the Lamb !" our lips reply, " For he was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine '. £ Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb ! OQA "Ilosanna to the Son of David." OJ\J. Matt. 21: 9. 1 Hosanna ! be our cheerful song To Christ our Saviour King ; His praise, to whom we all belong, Let all unite to sing. 2 Hosanna ! here in joyful bands, Let old and young proclaim ; And hail, with voices, hearts, and hands, The Son of David's name. 3 Hosanna! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain ; While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. 4 Hosanna ! on the wings of light, O'er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And heaven to earth reply. 1 1 AQ T/<> 6 Seasons ordained by God. ±±<±V. Psalm 147. 1 With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high ; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters vail the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessings down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And com in valleys grow. 3 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wint'ry days appear. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CORONATION. C. M. 113 mMm !(&-£- ^=?- ^==g :-;=n=f^g=?=5=f-4r5:^=^^: ^ *=£ -« '-=:- J 1 'j i i 1 1 ss^ ^E^ J — v ^m i tt i — r p 4 His hoaiw frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 5 He sends his word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 6 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord! / c/ . The Coronation. 1 All hail, the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all ! 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all ! 3 Te chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all ! 4 Te Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all! 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all! 6 Oh, that with vender sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ! We '11 join the everlasting son:?, And crown him Lord of all! S Q '71 " Let the children qfZion be joyful in v ' -*- • their King.''' 1 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, Your great Deliverer sing : Pilgrims for Zion's city bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 His hand divine shall lead you on Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise, And see your smiling God. 3 There garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head ; While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows, all are fled. 4 March on in your Redeemer's strength; Pursue his footsteps still ; And let the prospect cheer your eye, While laboring up the hill. "I A£> ft " Let the wilderness and the cities lift i.\JOO. up their voice,"— Isaiah 42 : 10- 12. 1 Sing to the Lord in joyful strains ! Let earth his praise resound ; Ye, too, who on the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around ! 2 O city of the Lord ! begin The universal song, And let the scattered villages Thy joyful notes prolong. 3 Let Kedar's wilderness afar Lift up the lonely voice ; And let the tenants of the rock With accent rude rejoice. 4 Oh, from the streams of distant lands, Unto Jehovah sing ! And joyful from the mountain tops Shout to the Lord, the King. 5 Let all combined, with one accord, Jehovah's glories raise, Till in remotest bounds of earth The nations sound his praiae. 114 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ERNAN. L. M. FfffB J 'J J . J - d - I. TV- 1 i i i '. (#=r i i - i — r ^ -•'-a l=q=4q I J" H— 1 — r i 1, 1 ^z^z?jr 1 |, „- 1 ■©- -p — 1 o e Ft 4 J ! r* 1 — » L -- ,i ^ <5 ^. —4 r— 4- — e ^ — —J — [ n- — O 1 ^^r- I -^ — -1 - I — 1 . ! if!'. 3 Yet grant that we ma}- follow thee Through all thine hours of scorn ; And learn with thee to watch and pray, With thee to weep and mourn. 4 And still, O blessed Jesus Christ ! The more thy cross we see, The more may each exclaim with joy, The Saviour died for me ! 705. "7b Thee my inmost spirit cries" 1 O Jesus! thou the beauty art 01' angel-worlds above ; Thy name is music to the heart, Enchanting it with love. 2 O Jesus, Saviour ! hear the sighs Which unto thee I sond ; To thee my inmost spirit cries, My being's hope and end. 5 Stay with us. Lord, and with thy light Illume the soul's abyss ; Scatter the darkness of our night, And till the world with bliss. 4 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven, Our life and joy ! to thee Be honor, thanks, and blessings given Through all eternity ! I J I. "Joint heirs icith ChriaV 1 Blessed be God ! for ever blest, And glorious be his name : His Son he gave our souls to save From everlasting shame. 3 Th' eternal Life his life laid down- Such was the wondrous plan — And Christ, the Son of God, was made A curse, for cursed man ! 3 Our flesh he took, our sins he bore, Himself for us he gave ; His cross was ours, and we with him Were buried in one grave. 4 With him we rose, with him we live, With him we sit above ; With him for ever we shall share The Father's boundless love. 5 Bless, then, Jehovah's blessed name ; And bless our blessed King ! And songs of glad deliverance For ever, ever sing ! QAQ -An ancient TTymn on Christ as OUT* 0\JJ. Model. 1 O Jesus! King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned ; Thou sweetness most ineffable, In whom all joys are found! 2 When once thou visitest the heart, Then truth begins to shine, Then earthly vanities depart, Then kindles love divine. 3 O Jesus, Light of all below ! Thou Fount of life and fire ! Surpassing all the joys we know, All that we can desire, — 4 May every heart confess thy name, And ever thee adore ; And, seeking thee, itself inflame To seek thee more and more. 5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless : Thee may we love alone ; And ever in our life express The image of thine own. Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! J 22 NEW SABBATH HYMN AXD TUNE BOOK. WHYTE. L. It Double. \Jfi — i — i ~i ~3 ~i — i r — =1—1=1 — t— s=^ — u - — r-r-nr i j j i i i \ -=:>—*t 9 1 — » a j • * — ; ? — 1 1 — s \- - — r ',, i i 1 5 S j_« 4 ( — «?__ ,_ ^ f ^'^T "^ L^J L-j Lj j ( j , ^__L^ L_ =>-« .11. *— A 1 , 1 ill N 1 n ' — 1 — 1 -d si— < ' ! — 1 1 — tt— 4-=]— 9 " **— °— w 5 - J [ ,J 1 111 & r i 1 1 t 1 J r J J | .—s—U, — p — „ • * — - — *— t— — U- 1 1 ' 1 u r f f 1 III r 1 1 1 1 1 L, j i^ jk-LJ LL_4 i 1 , ^_ 1 1 ^ II 428. The Star of Bethlehem. 1 When marshaled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky. One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone, the Saviour speaks : It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode : The storm was loud, the night was dark ; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowcd The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Death-struck I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose ! It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And thro' the storm, and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I '11 sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star— the Star of Bethlehem ! 431 "His Loving-kindness." Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing the great Redeemer's praise : He justly claims a song from me : His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 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 ! Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along: His loving-kindness, oh, how strong! When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near mv soul hath always stood : His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 5 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 ! 6 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day ; And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TOAKLEY. L. M. 6 lines. 123 , — t/S^**T — — I i «^t — I- -i 1 ■ -TC-I— I — ! i—i-i — -sari 1 l—i ! 1 — I 1 — | r-rr ~rfcfr^ i[EJ i_|. -J- j _^_.j. g=^g^^=iEpE OOO. ^4«, ancient Hymn to the Redeemer. 1 Thou art the everlasting Son, O Christ ! and, high upon thy throne, Thou art at the right hand of God, And hast redeemed us by thy blood ; And heaven and earth are full of thee, — The glory of thy Majesty ! 2 When all the sharpness of our death Was overcome in thy last breath, Then didst thou open tvide heaven's door To all believers evermore : O Lamb of God ! and thou wilt come, To be our Judge, and take us home. 3 In thee we trust : we pray thee, Lord, Remember thy most precious blood! In honor may we numbered be With all the noble company, Who bow before thy mercy-seat, And cast their treasures at thy feet. 361. * We walk by faith, not by sight." 1 We did not see thee lifted high, When men thy sacred body slew, Nor hear thy meek, imploring cry : u Forgive, they know not what they do !" Yet we believe the deed was done, Which shook the earth and vailed the sun. 2 We stood not by the empty tomb Where, Lord, thy sacred body lay, Nor sat within that upper room, Nor met thee in the open way ; But we believe the angels said, " Why seek the living with the dead ?" 3 We did not mark the chosen few, When thou didst through the clouds ascend, First lift to heaven their wondering view, Then to the earth all prostrate bend : Yet we believe that mortal eyes Beheld that journey to the skies. j— i r 4 And now that thou dost reign on high, And thence thy waiting people bless ; No ray of glory from the sky Doth shine upon our wilderness; But we believe thy faithful word, And trust in our redeeming Lord. 4 b /. An ancient Hymn to the Trinity. 1 Let glory be to God on high : Peace be on earth as in the sky; Good will to men ! We bow the knee, We praise, we bless, we worship thee ; We give thee thanks, thy name we sing, Almighty Father ! Heavenly Kiug ! 3 O Lord, the sole begotten Son, Who bore the crimes which we had done; Son of the Father, who wast slain To take away the sins of men ; O Lamb of God, whose blood was spilt For all the world, and all its guilt ; — 3 Have mercy on us, through thy blood ; Receive our prayer, O Lamb of God ! For thou art holy ; thou alone, At God's right hand, upon his throne, In all his glory, art adored, With thee, O Holy Ghost, One Lord. Oil. " Come unto Me, all ye that labor.' 1 '' 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught each scene the notes of woe; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow : Behold the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed ; On Jesus cast thy weighty load ; In him thy refuge find, thy rest, Safe in the mercy of thy God : Thy God 's thy Saviour — glorious word! Oh, hear, believe, and bless the Lord! 124 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ALPHEUS. C. B£ &*?=£=$ i=s=±- T 1 i — i — r 25»: :=ji- 150. " God is Lover— \ John 4: 8. 1 Amid the splendors of thy state, O God! thy love appears, Soft as the radiance of the moon Among a thousand stars. 2 In all thy doctrines and commands, Thy counsels and designs, In every work thy hands have framed, Thy love supremely shines. 3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, Thunders thine awful name ! But Zion sings, in melting notes, The honors of the Lamb. 4 Angels and men the news proclaim Through earth and heaven above; And all with holv transport, sing That God the Lord is love. QOO " The redemption of their soid is pre- Olili. cm; ««."— Psalm 49. 1 Worlds can not reach the mighty price Of one immortal soul : No : Lord! thy blood and sacrifice Alone can make us whole. 5 In thee be our salvation sure; No other wealth we seek: We 're rich in thee, however poor, And strong, however weak. 365. U I go to prepare a place for your 1 Tn' eternal crates lift up their heads, The doors'are opened wide ; The King of glory is gone up Unto his Father's side. 2 Thou art gone in before us, Lord, Thou hast prepared a place, That we may be where now thou art, And look upon thy face. 3 And ever on thine earthly path A gleam of glory lies ; A light still breaks behind the cloud That vails thee from our eyes. 4 Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs, And let thy grace be given, That, while we linger yet below, Our hearts may be in heaven ; — 5 That, where thou art at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be : Dwell in us now, that we may dwell For evermore in thee. O.CKCK "Why seek ye the living among thb OOU. deadt" 1 Why search ye in the narrow tomb For him who lives on high ? Heaven spreads her gates to make him room : His glory fills the sky. 2 Lift up your hearts, and stretch your eyes; The Saviour is not here : Behold the Conqueror arise, To grace a brighter sphere. 3 Angels with loud, exulting songs, Welcome their Lord again : To us the victory belongs ; For us the Lamb was slain. v 4 And shall we, Lord, ascend with thee, And see thee as thou art, From death's terrific power made free, And saved from Satan's dart ? 5 Saviour, since thou art gone before, Oh, grant that we may go Where sin's dark empire is no more, And death a vanquished foe ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AXI3 TUNE BOOK. MARLOW. C. M 125 lgl =d=L*= — a»- — j 3? \s_ .sfc=jr ^ ■ 1 - — <£ — i - -ZZZZ ~C 1 -ft. , j 0-- l 1 ~ i i ml I — *— 1* J w- — r r 1 ' r f j i 1 -e- &- — L — s — -9- s c3i H- i n - | | i ! ! . jfe =}4=i= 1- — a*— — 5> — "3^" -»J- ~f~X ^-je^= — j - 4— 1 _:r ^-T *3 \ W -S- 1 1 .1 J. 1 — ,s> — -^ — \ !! -f^-f- 1 1 — e — J j ~F «w£l 1 f— ■ — 1 .- . . ■* . i t- l - P rt— J 41- 754. u Victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."— I Cor. 15 : 65. 1 On for an overcoming faith To cheer my dying hours ! To triumph o'er the monster, death, And ail his frightful powers. 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quivering lips should sing, " Where is thy boasted victory, grave ? And where the monster's sting?" 3 If sin be pardoned, I 'm secure ; Death hath no sting beside : The law gives sin its damning power, But Christ, my ransom, died. 4 Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conquerors while we die, Through Christ, our living Head ! 1 (\*7^\ David's Prayer at the Removal of IV I O. the Ark.—Ysa\m 132. 1 Arise ! O King of grace, arise ! And enter to thy rest ; Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, Thus to be owned and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and"thy word ; All that the ark did once contain, Could no such grace afford. 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And till thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign ; Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne, And as his kingdom grows. Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 1 09 0. " Sayings of old."— Psalm 78. 1 Let children hear the mighty deeds, Which God performed of old, — Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we '11 convey his wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus they shall learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practice his commands. 1 1 K A " Thou, crownest the year with thy ■L^-OU. goodness" — Psuhn 65. 1 'T is by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power ! The sea grows calm at thy command. And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and evening shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad; Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; When clouds distill in fruitful showers, The author is divine ! 4 Thy showers the thirsty furrows fill ; And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still — Thy goodness crowns the year. 126 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ST. NICOLAI. 7s. two stanzas. ^ste 33=* -J— — i ] n— f- -* -J— p — 1 r-Hf I ^ a. J ^ i r rr c J — r~ » » 1 | CLOSE. | J T:||. i — 1— i — — i— — • — i 1 r 1- J '!i J — 1 «— 1 H -J — ]• — I — Hfc m- \ J i i — «* — i -I j. -w-w~^ — 1 h — -** „ - — H- i i r ' DC. J —0 ■- >^_* * — Si — I =F- H — -W- 1 l W— — « — H — p— i 1 r* 228. "llu mercy endureth for ever.'''' Psalm 136. 1 Let us with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 3 All things living he doth feed ; His full hand supplies their need : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 He his chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 He hath, with a piteous eye, .Looked upon our misery : 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. Zd. God's deliverance of his People. Psalm 107. 1 Thank and praise Jehovah's name ; For his mercies, firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, Gathered out of every laud; As the people of his choice, Plucked frodi the destroyer's hand. 3 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way, Far from refuge, "shelter, home ; — 4 Then unto the Lord they cry; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Kescues them from all their fear. 5 To a pleasant land he brings, Where the vine and olive grow ; Where, from flowery hills, the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. 6 Oh that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race ; For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace ! The Song of Jubilee. 392. 1 Hark ! the song of jubilee ; Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore. 2 Hallelujah ! for the Lord God omnipotent shall reign : Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 3 Hallelujah ! — hark ! the sound, From the depths unto the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies. 4 See Jehovah's banner furled ; Sheathed his sword: he speaks- done ! And the kingdoms of the world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 'tis NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WILMOT. 7a. 127 5 He shall reign from pole to pole, With supreme, unbounded sway ; He shall reign when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away. 6 Then the end ; — beneath his rod Man's last enemy shall fall : Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ is all in all ! 354. ■ Christ, tlie first-fruits." 1 Ciirist, the Lord, is risen to-day ! Sons of men and angels say : Kaise your joys and triumphs hiirh ; Sing, ye heavens ! and earth, reply ! 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won: Lo ! our sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. S Vain, the stone, the watch, the seal- Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious Kins;! Where, O Death, is now thy sting? Once he died, our souls to save ? Where's thy viet'ry, boasting Grave ? 5 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted Head: Made like him, like him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies ! "I 1 4'2 "Lord, TJwh 7ia.it been favorable rtAJ# unto Thy land r \ Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days ! Bounteous source of every joy, Lei thy praise our tongues employ J | 2 For the blessings of the field, For the stores the gardens yield, For the joy which harvests bring, Grateful praises now we sing. 3 Clouds that drop refreshing dews ; Suns that genial heat diffuse ; Flocks that whiten all the plain ; Yellow sheaves of ripened grain ; 4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal Autumn pours From her overflowing stores; 5 These, great God, to thee we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow 5 And, for these, our souls shall raise Grateful vows, and solemn praise. 12G8. 77ie Lord Jesus sli all 7>e revealed from heaven" 1 Hark! that shout of rapturous joy, Bursting forth from yonder cloud 1 Jesus comes, and through the sky Angels tell their joy aloud ! 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad, throusrh sea and land; Let his people now rejoice ! Their redemption is at hand. 3 See ! the Lord appears in view ; Heaven and earth before him flyl Rise, ye saints, he comes for you— Rise to meet him in the sky. 4 Go, and dwell with him above, Where no foe can e'er molest : Happy in the Saviour's love 1 Ever blessing, ever blest, 128 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BYRD. C. M. Double. |1 ST TIME Looking i?rfo the Sepuleher. 359. 1 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away ; And bow, with pleasure, down to see The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought— Such wonders love can do — Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbbed and bled for you. 3 A moment now indulge your grief: Let grateful sorrows rise ; And wash the crimson stains away With torrents from your eyes. 4 Then raise your eyes and tune your songs, The Saviour lives a«ain ! Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqueror could detain. 5 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears His once dishonored head ; And through unnumber'dyears he reigns, Who dwelt among the dead. 6 With joy like his, shall every saint His empty tomb survey; Then rise with his ascending Lord, Through all his shining way. P)1 " ^ l0U S° n of Dart'?, have mercy on X Jesus, and didst thou condescend, When vailed in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away? 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see ? Je^us, thou Son of David, hear — Have mercy, too, on me! 5 And didst thou pity mortal woe, And sight and health restore ? Then pity, Lord ! and save my soul, Which needs thy mercy more. 4 Didst thou regard thy servant's cry. When sinking in the wave ? I perish, Lord ! oh, save my soul ! For thou alone canst save. "I know the Lord can save" G82. 1 Affliction is a stormy deep, Where wave resounds to wave ; Though o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. 2 The hand that now withholds my joys Can soon restore my peace ; And he who bade the tempest rise Can bid that tempest cease. 3 In darkest scenes when sorrows rose And pressed on every side, The Lord has still sustained my steps, And still has been my guide. 4 Here will I rest, and build my hope, Nor murmur at his rod ! He's more than all the world to me — My Health, my Life, my God ! / O . Self lost in Christ. 1 My God, my God ! to thee I cry ; Thee only would I know : Thy purifying blood apply, And wash me white as snow, 2 But art thou not already mine ? Answer, if mine thou art! Whisper within, thou Love Divine, And cheer my drooping heart. 3 Oh ! could I lose myself in thee, Thy depth of mercy prove, Thou vast, unfathomable sea Of unexhausted love ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NAOMI. C. M. 129 S^F3- — n — p^-J r* i- h 4 — i — , ,-,-4 !*__} r_, u- H * • #- — ^ — zrd t^ — =ip —J J f %d M0 J P — J »-^ — • — •£ — G* 2! — -i — ^ _^ — ^ t tsr k £ f=— t J :P i 1 -* — * J r^ V -f* -J 1 , j K__^ -, nr — » » 1 e. m — i — ^„ — m I I ' u £j ' i ; j j j j j j r r c * c r J 1 r * J j* H *. , 1>— -j • -| -«. *-, J 1 — fa K -*=* - & ^*-& — 1 k-ty—r — t— t £ — t~=i i £ r r ■ ~ 4 My humbled soul, when thou art near, In dust and ashes lies ! How shall a sinful worm appear, Or meet thy purer eyes ! 5 I loathe myself when God I see, And into nothing fall ; Content if thou exalted be, And Christ be All in All ! / J. . Not forsaken. 1 And wilt thou now forsake mc, Lord? I feel it can not be ; No earthly tongue can ever tell What thou hast been to me. 2 Through all the changing scenes of life, Thy love hath sheltered me ; And wilt thou now forget thy child ? I feel it can not be. 3 Thy love hath been my heritage Through many a weary year ; I've trusted in thy promises, And thou hast dried each tear. 4 In life or death, I take my stand Where I have ever stood, Beneath the shelter of thy cross, And trusting in thy blood. 5 And then, when youth and health and strength And energy have fled, The shades of evening peacefully Shall close around my head. 6 And when in all the helplessness Of death I turn to thee, Thou wilt not then forsake me, Lord ! I feel it can not be. CM 7 " I( w (food for me that 1 have Veen °^ ' ' afflicted:' 1 I can not call affliction sweet, And yet 'twas good to bear; 9 Affliction brought me to thy feet, And I found comfort there. 2 My weaned soul was all resigned To thy most gracious will ; Oh, had I kept that better mind, Or been afflicted still ! 3 Where are the vows which then I vowed, The joys which then I knew? Those vanished like the morning cloud, These,like the early dew. 4 Lord, grant me grace for every day, Whate'cr my state may be, Through life, in death, with truth to say, My God is all to me ! 1 1 A 3 " That I may know hoxo frail I am." -•-J- 00 - Psalm 39. 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame ; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time ! Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. 3 What should I wish, or wait for, then, From creatures, earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desire recall : I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be t>;lory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 132 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ATHENS. C. M. Double. f%^£ r II'' i ' _ ■: g ii t ii CF-frf-f if »p •— » — r ■ 1 1 -£- r f i >■ J ^— i »-ttz i ii i r " ^~ _ i i i 2 / 9 . Miracles of Christ. 1 Oh, where is he that trod the sea ? Oh, where is he that spake, And lepers from their pains are free, And slaves their fetters break ? The lame and palsied freely rise, With joy the dumb do sing; And, on the darkened, blinded eyes, Glad beams of morning spring"! 2 Oh, where is he that trod the sea ? Oh, where is he that spake, And demons from their victims flee, The dead from slumber wake ? Here, here art thou, almighty Lord! Oh, speak to us once more, And let thy healing, quickening word, Our ruined souls restore ! C* A 1 " We love Him, because He first loved V^J-. us ; _ Uohn 4 : 19. 1 We love thee, Lord, because when we Had erred and gone astray, Thou didst recall our wandering souls Into the homeward way ; When helpless, homeless, we were lost In sin and sorrow's night, Thou didst send forth a guiding ray Of thy benignant light ; — 2 Because, when we forsook thy ways, Nor kept thy holy will, Thou wert not the avenging Judge, But gracious Father still ; — Because, though we 've forgot thee, Lord, Thou hast not us forgot, — Though Ave have oft forsaken thee, Yet thou forsakest not ; — 8 Because, O Lord, thou lovedst us With everlasting love ; Because thou gav st thy Son to die, That we might live above ; Because, when we were heirs of wrath, Thou gav'st the hopes of heaven : We love because we much have sinned, And much have been forgiven. J xOc Communion icith God in Retirement. 1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! 4. There, like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and Guardian of my life ! Sweet Source of light divine, And — all harmonious names in one — My Saviour ! — thou art mine ! 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love — A boundless, endless store — Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. " Ue hath put a new song in my mouth.'* Psalm 40. 851 1 I watted patient for the Lord : He bowed to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He raised nfe from a horrid pit, Where, mourning, long I lay, NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OKTONVILLE. C. M. 133 r~TT' F^p^ r And from my bonds released my feet — Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful ton.jjue To praise the wonders of his hand In new and thankful song. 4 I '11 spread his works of grace abroad ; The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. Q (\ 9 " T7ie secret place of the Most High:' 1 t7Uc) * Psalm 91. 1 There is a safe and secret place Beneath the wings divine, Reserved for all the heirs of grace : Oh, be that refuge mine ! 2 The least and feeblest there may bide, Uninjured and unawed ; While thousands fall on every side, He rests secure in God. 3 He feeds in pastures large and fair, Of love and truth divine ; O child of God, O glory's heir! How rich a lot is thine ! 4 A hand almighty to defend, An ear for every call, An honored life, a peaceful end, And heaven to crown it all ! 1 1 OS " 7 ' 1 I 71 * 6 * Me fatherless frncleth X xkju. 'mercy." 1 O gracious Lord ! whose mercies rise Above our utmost need, Incline thine ear unto our cry, And hear the orphan plead. 2 Bereft of all a mother's love, And all a father's care, Lord, whither shall we flee for help ? To whom direct our prayer ? — f ■ f jfr r r.r f-^r -9—. — © — l-j-e-i-s— #-;=-— r-Sr •— n- 3 To thee we flee, to thec we pray ; Thou shalt our Father be : More than the fondest parent's care We find, O Lord, in thee ! 4 Already thou hast heard our cry, And wiped away our tears : Thy mercy has a refuge found, To guard our helpless years. 5 Oh, let thy love descend on those Who pity to us show ; Nor let their children ever taste The orphan's cup of woe ! "J 9 f)f\ " Sorrow not, even as others icliich X i_j \J VJ . have no hope." 1 Dear as thou wert, and justly dear, We will not weep for thee : One thought shall check the starting tear: It is, that thou art free. 2 And thus shall faith's consoling power The tears of love restrain : Oh, who that saw thy parting hour, Could wish thee back again ! 3 Triumphant in thy closing eye The hope of glory shone ; Joy breathed in thine expiring sigh To think the fight was won. 4 Gently the passing spirit fled, Sustained by grace divine ; Oh, may such grace on me be shed, And make my end like thine ! DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom Ave adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 134 NEW SABBATH IIYMX AND TUNE BOOK. GRATITUDE. L. M. &fc A. -i__!.L_ J J 'j__'J LU izditz— r-hg=ztiz:Eg^=g-hr— tr-r i r I i f I -J— 4- at i ' r r -F 1 r LJ- J '- J;J /Oo. Pgflce an time. F=t: , p P I P -*■ --C J I p. -f J r J ! ', ^ 1 B^-t^-tP*- >zfc£zfc V ^ i I i , S S i Uk , * s _ » «g i . „ u. is i r r r ii » j i » . _ J.J 1 I 2,^^ -^ I r* , r *:^-J- J ^_sp: tpmzi t — j__,__ r _tpitt 00. 7fte Lord's Day. 1 Safely through another week God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we pray for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemers name, Show thy reconciling face ; Take away our sin and shame : From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come, thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near ; May thy glories meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear : Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May the Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; Make the fruits of grace abound ; Bring relief for all complaints : Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we rest in thee above. 808 Imitation of Christ in 7ii Phil. 2 : 5. mild virtues. 1 Ever patient, gentle, meek, Holy Saviour! was thy mind ; Vainly in myself I seek Likeness to my Lord to find ; Yet that mind which was in thee, May be, must be formed in me. 2 Days of toil, 'mid throngs of men, Vexed not, ruffled not thy soul ; Still collected, calm, serene, Thou each feeling couldst control : Lord, that mind which was in thee, May be, must be formed in me. 3 Though such griefs were thine to bear, For each suff'rer thou couldst feel; Every mourner's burden share, Every wounded spirit heal : Saviour ! let thy grace in me Form that mind which was in thee. 4 When my pain is most intense, Let thy cross my lesson jDrove ; Let me hear thee, e'en from thence, Breathing words of peace and love : Saviour ! let thy grace in me Form that mind which was in thee. 9-37. Tlie precious Sons of Zion. 1 Blessed are the sons of God ! They are bought with Jesus' blood; They are ransomed from the grave ; Life eternal they shall have : With them numbered may we be, Here and in eternity ! 2 God did love them in his Son Long before the world begun ; All their sins are washed away ; They shall stand in God 1 ^ great day : NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 137 ROSEFIELD "With them numbered may we be, Here and in eternity ! 3 They are harmless, meek, and mild, Holy, humble, undefined ; They are by the Spirit sealed, They with love and peace are filled : "With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity ! 4 They are lights upon the earth, Children of a heavenly birth ; One with God, with Jesus one, Glory is in them begun : With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity ! 475. Consecration to the Trinity. Now, O God, thine own I am ! Notv I give thee back thine own : Freedom, friend?, and health and fame, Consecrate to thee alone : Thine I live, thrice happy I ! Happier still, if thine I die. Take me, Lord, and all my powers ; Take my mind, and heart, and will All my goods, and all mv hours, All I know, and all I feel, All I think, or speak, or do — Take my soul and make it new ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done : Praise by all to thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven ! 909, Tlie childlike Heart. 1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart ; Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art; Make me as a weaned child, — From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'T is enough that thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear ? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he 's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. Doxologt. Blessing, honor, glory, might, And dominion infinite, To the Father of our Lord, To the Spirit and the Word: As it was all worlds before, Is, and shall be evermore. 138 *T&W SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. STOW. H. M. J ! L i i i i i iH i ,»• i . Hi! i iii r i. i 176. God faithful to His Promises. 1 The promises I sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke ; Nor will th' eternal King His words of grace revoke : They stand secure I Not Zion's hill And steadfast still ; | Abides so sure. 2 The mountains melt away, When once the judge appears ; And sun and moon decay, That measure mortal years : But still the same, I The promise shines In radiant lines, | Through all the flame. 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres : 'Mid all the shock I I stand serene, Of that dread scene, | Thy word my rock. 194. Looking up.'" — Psalm 121. 1 Upward I lift mine eyes ; From God is all my aid ; The God who built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the tower I His grace is nigh To which I fly ; | In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears : Those wakeful eyes, I Shall Israel keep That never sleep, | When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, I To guard my head And thou my shade, | By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath : I '11 go and come, I Till from on high Nor fear to die, | Thou call me home. OOO. " Tliou rising, reigning God" 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose ; The Saviour left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conquering head : In wild dismay, I Fall to the ground, The guards around | And sink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet : Joyful they come, I From realms of day And wing their way, | To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly, And the glad tidings bear : Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air ! Their anthems say : I Hath left the dead, " Jesus who bled | He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, Redeemed by him from hell ; And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell : Transported cry : I Hath left the dead, " Jesus who bled No more to die." NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 139 ZEBULON. H. M. J r t. i i i i . 1 n 3: Ei^g J J :22: 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, Who sav'st us with thy blood ! Wide be that name adored, Thou rising, reigning God ! With thee we rise, I And empires gain With thee we reign, | Beyond the skies. li FigJit the good figJiV 900. 1 Fight the good fis;ht ! lay hold Upon eternal life ; Keep but thy shield — be bold ! Stand through the hottest strife : With thy great Captain on the field, Thou canst not fail, unless thou yield. 2 No force of earth or hell, Though fiends with men unite, Truth's champion can compel, However pressed, to flight : He stands unmoved upon the field; He can not fall, unless he yield. 3 Trust in thy Saviour's might ; Yea, till thy latest breath, Fight, and like him in fight, By dying conquer death : And,all-victorious in the field, Then, with thy sword, thy spirit yield. 4 Great words arc these, and strong ; Yet, Lord, I look to thee ; To whom alone belong Valor and victory : With thee, my Captain, in the field, I must prevail — I can not yield ! J- vJU-± . ' By JTis stripes ice are healed,"' 1 1 Thy works, not mine, O Christ ! Speak gladness to this heart ; They tell me all is done ; They bid my fear depart : To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee? 2 Thy tears, not mine, O Christ, Have wept my guilt away ; And turned this night of mine Into a blessed day : To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee ? 3 Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, Can heal my bruised soul ; Thy stripes, not mine, contain The balm that makes me whole : To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee ? 4 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, Has borne the awful load Of sins that none could bear But the incarnate God : To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee ? 5 Thy death, not mine, Christ, Has paid the ransom due ; Ten thousand deaths like mine Would have been all too few: To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee ? 6 Thy righteousness alone Can clothe and beautify ; I wrap it round my soul; In this I '11 live and die : To whom, save thee I For sin atone, Who canst alone Lord ! shall I flee ? 140 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PETERSBURG!!. L. M. 6 lines. ^, i i i i i i J. J- J. i i > i 'i :g=ff4-*=:(?=F— in- •I i L^_.i 1 L ^ 'I I. 4Q /( " Difo yo?* which "believe He is precious.'''' *>*• 1 Pet 2: 7. 1 Oh, speak of Jesus ! other names Have lost for me their interest now ; His is the only one that claims To he an antidote for woe : It falls like music on the ear, When nothing else can soothe or cheer. 2 Oh, speak of Jesus ! of his power, As perfect God, and perfect, man, Which day by day, and hour by hour, As he wrought out the wondrous plan, Led him, as God, to save and heal ; As man to sympathize and feeL 3 Oh, speak of Jesus — of his death ! For us he lived, for us he died ; " 'T is finished," with his latest breath, The Lord, Jehovah-Jesus, cried ; That death of shame and agony Won life, eternal life for me ! 4 Yes, speak of Jesus while mine ear Can listen to a human voice ! That name my parting soul will cheer, Will bid me ev'n in death rejoice ; Then prove, when these clay bonds are riven, My passport at the gates of heaven ! Here is my heart." 553. 1 Here is my heart— I give it thee ! My God, I heard thee call, and say, " Not to the world, my child — to me !' I heard thy voice and will obey : Here is love's offering to my King Which in glad sacrifice I bring. 3 Here is my heart — the gift tho' poor, Thou, O my God, wilt not despise ; Long have I sought to make it pure And fit to meet thy searching eyes : Corrupted first in Adam's fall, The stains of sin pollute it all. 3 Here is my heart ! — so hard before, But now by thy rich grace made meet ; Yet bruised and sad it can but pour Its tears and anguish at thy feet : It groans beneath the weight of sin, It sighs salvation's joy to win. 4 Here is my heart ! — its longings end In Christ, as near his cross it draws ; It says, " Thou art my rest, my Friend, Thy precious blood my ransom was :" In thee, the Saviour, it has found That peace and blessedness abound. J4 . " TJiine wholly — Thine a?07ie. n 1 Jesus ! thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; Oh, knit my thankful heart to thee, And reign without a rival there ! Thine wholly, thine alone, I live : Thyself to me, my Saviour, give ! 2 O Love ! how cheering is thy ray ! All pain before thy presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise : O Jesus ! nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but thee! 3 What in thy love possess I not ? My star by night, my sun by day, My spring of life when parched with drought, My wine "to cheer, my bread to stay ; My strength, my shield, my safe abode, My robe before the throne of God. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ZEPHYR. L. M. p. 141 ^n^^ s -^ -el- § ^=^s i r f f r 3^5 pb=J: 1SL 111- t— T I I r f 7 ^-j _J_^__)_j-J__U- — _ B^^ri=J^^^-H= ■J- , J- J- .J.J -i -^ ^ — " ^ -^-£- ° fl» J - CL - 1 _^ r _L l—L, L_ r J , ^- — "— f— r — i — u tzI - fl: 9 AO "^ 2fivne which is above every name.™ OU ^- Phil. 2: 9. 1 There is none other name than thine, Jehovah Jesus! Name divine! On which to rest for sins forgiven — For peace with God, for hope of heaven. 2 There is none other name than thine, When cares,and fears,and griefs are mine, That, with a gracious power, can heal Each care, aud fear, and grief I feel. S There is none other name than thine, When called my spirit to resign, To bear me through that latest strife, And ev'n in death to be my life. 4 Name, above every name ! thy praise Shall fill the remnant of my days : Jehovah Jesus ! Name divine ! Rock of salvation ! thou art mine 7X(\ "Because I live, i/e shall live also. °V. John 14: 19. 1 When sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes, To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here let me build, aud rest secure. 8 Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; Immovable the promise stands ; Not all the powers of earth or hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 4 Here, O my soul ! thy trust repose : If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes, Shall brcaU a union so divine. i DZ. "We shall also reign with 7/i»i." 1 Weary with sin, I lift mine eyes To him who toiled and died for me ; My struggling spirit longs to rise And reign, my Saviour ! one with thee. 2 For thee I count all things but loss, So let me gain thy promised throne ; For me why didst thou bear thy cross, If not to make me share thy crown 'i 3 Give, give to me the good I crave ; Cleanse me in thine atoning blood : Why didst thou love me in thy grave, If not t' enthrone me near my God ? 4 Oh, let my hope, so dear, so bright, Illumine my dark hour of death ! What if thy glories blind my sight? Let them allure and cheer my faith. 830. " Myself I give." 1 While in the hours of blooming youth. My God, I 've felt and owned thy truth; Thy mercies, with increasing age, Shall still my grateful heart engage. 2 No human power shall e'er control This settled purpose of my soul; Or urge my constant mind to strav, But where thy wisdom points the way. 3 To thee, Lord, myself I give ; 'T is to thy glory I would live : My God ! my Strength,my Hope, my Joy, Thy praise shall all" my powers employ. Doxologt. 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 ! \Yl NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TTJ^E BOOK. MAITLAND. C. M. ^4U .Sovereignty of God in His Gift of Grace. 1 O gift of gifts ! O Grace of faith ! My God, how can it be That thou, who hast discerning love, Shouldst give that gift to me ! 2 How many hearts thou might'st have had More innocent than mine ! How many souls more worthy far Of that pure touch of thine ! 3 Ah, Grace ! into unlikeliest hearts It is thy boast to come ; The glory of thy light to find In darkest spots a home. 4 Thy choice, O God of goodness! then I lovingly adore ; Oh, give me grace to keep thy grace, And grace to long for more ! 395. The Good Shepherd. 1 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, A grateful song I '11 raise ; Oh, let the feeblest of thy flock Attempt to speak thy praise ! 2 But how shall mortal tongue express A subject so divine ? Do justice to so vast a theme, Or praise a love like thine ? 3 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe To thine" amazing love ; Ten thousand, thousand comforts here, And nobler bliss above. 4 To thee my trembling spirit flies, With sin and grief oppressed ; Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, And lulls my cares to rest. 5 Lead on, dear Shepherd !— led by thee, No evil shall I fear ; 1^1 Soon shall I reach thy fold above, And praise thee better there. Tlie Pearl of great Price. Matt. 13 : 46. 436. 1 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu I A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine. 2 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, O name divinely sweet ! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 3 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed ; I 'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever blest. 4 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires, Thy love is bliss divine ; Accept the gift that love inspires, And bid me call thee mine. OQ "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem."* ^°' Psalm 122. 1 Oh, 't was a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say : "Up, Israel, to the temple haste, And keep your festal day !" 2 At Salem's courts we must appear, With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged, Like her united towers. 3 Oh, pray we then for Salem's peace I For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. 4 May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest be found ; With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces be crowned. BEW SAEBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LEON. CM. 143 -grz-^-f—f- — r — r - * ■ ft — F^-f — -r — i — r —a — I -r- T -V— ^' d- — r^- -* ! "^ ■ * — — * rg: — li- iiHi^i ObO. " — " i IT '' — P-f J T r r '' — ' If- r ' i: ffeisfefc -V-J- J — I- _l l u: z^-jz :^3=J £3 3=2: j fcrtbg=g : rrn -S=fc izti UA1 *E33 Tr ±=t £E 474. " To Tfiee, great One in T/iree? 1 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 of Days ! 2 Jesus, our Lord, descend ; From all our foes defend, Nor let us fall ; Let thine almighty aid Our sure defense be made, Our souls on thee be stayed : Lord, hear our call ! 8 Come, thou incarnate "Word, Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success : Spirit of holiness On us descend. 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour : Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 5 To thee, great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! Thy sovereign majesty 10 May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore ! A'JCK Prayer to the Trinity for tke World?* * ' u * Conversion. 1 Thou, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And, where the gospel day Sheds not its glorious ray, "Let there be light." 2 Thou, who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind. Oh, now to all mankind, " Let there be light." 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holy Dove, Speed forth thy flight ; Move on the waters' face, Bearing the lamp of grace; And in earth's darkest place "Let there be light." Doxologt. We praise, we worship thee, Blessed and holy Three, Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide, Rolling in fullest pride, O'er the world, far and wide, " Let there be light !" 146 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK STONEFIELD. L. M.* 1 J- j = !i j » j ~ < Or L. M. 6 lines, by repeating the first two lines. O . " Surely the Lord is in this place? 1 Lo, God is here ! — let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place ! Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face ! 2 Lo, God is here ! — him, day and night, United choirs of angels sing : To him, enthroned above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. 3 Lord God of hosts ! Oh, may our praise Thy courts with grateful incense All ! Still may we stand before thy face, Still hear and do thy sovereign will ! " OK who like Thee?" 283. 1 How beauteous were the marks divine, That in thy meekness used to shine, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 2 Oh, who like thee, so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light ? Oh, who like thee did ever go, So patient through a world of woe ? 3 Oh, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility ? 4 Ev'n death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee ; Yet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 5 Oh, in thy light be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe ! And give me ever on the road To trace thy footsteps, Son of God ! OQQ His final Entrance into Jerusalem. AOV. John 12 : 12-15. 1 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp ride on to die : O Christ ! thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty! The winged squadrons of the sky Look down,with sad and wondering eyes, To see th' approaching sacrifice. 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh-: The Father, on his sapphire throne, Expects his own anointed Son. 4 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp ride on to die : Bow thy meek head to mortal pain ; Then take, God, thy power, and reign ! 1267. " Tlie Lord- shall com e." 1 The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake : The mountains to their center shake ; And, withering from the vault of night, The stars withdraw their feeble light. 2 The Lord shall come! but not the same As once in lowly form he came, — A silent Lamb before his foes, A weary man, and full of woes. 3 The Lord shall come ! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub-wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human" kind ! 4 Can this be he, who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway, By power oppressed, and "mocked by pride, — The Nazarcne, the Crucified ? NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LYTE. L. M. 6 liots. m f=t= r- m ?E*3£ f=F a 32 g P jr__L^_± a-ZJIs, s L-s (-1 — s „ C, Q C a -^ L 5 While sinners in despair shall call, " Rocks, hide us ! mountains, on us Ml !" The saints, ascending from the tomb, Shall sing for joy, "The Lord is come !" Refuge, in the Sanctuary. 10. 1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly ; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Father, we seek thy shelter here ; Weary and weak, thy grace we pray ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tossed; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, Lord ! thy guests away. "No merits of my own." 1 723. 1 Father of mercies, God of love ! Oh, hear a humble suppliant's cry ! Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty; Oh, deign to hear my mournful voice, And bid my drooping heart rejoice! 2 I urge no merits of my own, No worth, to claim thy gracious smile : No : when I bow before thy throne, Dare to converse with God awhile, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea — Dearest and sweetest name to me ! 3 Father of mercies, God of love ! Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty : One pardoning word can make me whole, And soothe the anguish of my soul. ~\ OflQ "Who is a God like unto thee V iUU ' ,> Micah7:18. 1 Great God of wonders ! all thy ways Are worthy of thyself, — divine ; But the bright glories of thy grace, Beyond thine other wonders shine : Who is a pardoning God like thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? 2 Pardon from an offended God : Pardon for sins of deepest dye ; Pardon bestowed through Jesus' blood ; Pardon that brings the rebel nigh: Where is the pardoning God like thee? Or where the grace so rich and free ? 3 Oh, may this glorious, matchless love, This godlike miracle of grace, Teach mortal tongues, like those above, To raise this song of lofty praise : Who is a pardoning God like thee ? Or who has grace so rich and free ? JL-Lol. "Help me in my hour of need." 1 When from my sight all fades away, And when my tongue no more can say, And when my ears no more can hear, And when my heart is racked with fear,— When all my mind is darkened o'er, And human help can do no more, — 2 Then come,Lord Jesus! come with speed, And help me in my hour of ueed ; Then hide my sins, and let my faith Be brave, and conquer ev'n in death ; Then let me, resting on thy word, Securely sleep in thee, my Lord. DOXOLOGY. Praise God, from whom ail -olessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! Praise Father, Son, and iloly Ghost ! 148 NEW SABBATH HYMX AXD TUXE BOOK. BROOKLYN. C. M. Double. [1st ttmk. |?D TtM'?. 294. Calvartj.— Luke 23 : 33. 1 There is a dear and hallowed spot Oft present to my eye- By saints it ne'er can be forgot — 'That place is Calvary. 2 Oh, what a scene was there displayed Of love and agony, When our Redeemer bowed his head, And died on Calvary ! 3 When fainting under guilt's dread load, Unto the cross I '11 fly ; And trust the merit of that blood Which flowed at Calvary. 4 Whene'er I feel temptation's power, On Jesus I'll rely ; And, in the sharp, conflicting hour, Repair to Calvary. 5 When seated at the feast of love, Then will I fix mine eye On him who intercedes above, Who bled on Calvary. 6 When the dark scene of death, the last Momentous hour draws nigh, Then, with my dying eyes, 1 11 cast A look on Calvary. '■'■Come, Holy Spirit, come 447 1 Sptrtt Divine ! attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home: Descend with all thy gracious power: Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 2 Come as the light ; to us reveal Our sinfulness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where ail the righteous go. 3 Come a? the fire, and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless This consecrated hour; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power. 5 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, With Pentecostal grace ; And make the great salvation known, Wide as the human race. 6 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power; Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 58. The Resolve.— Est. 4 : 16, 1 Come, trembling 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 the mountains rose ; I know his courts, I '11 enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 " Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess : I '11 tell him I 'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace. 4 " I '11 to the gracious King approach, Whose scepter pardon gives ; 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. " NEW SABBATH HYilN AND TUNE BOOK. DOWNS, c. jr. 14!) ill ^=*EE= S=S ^=F i^M -_'-.: J -^ ^ r ,t r r ■W- J J i r — i rr Y^ ±=n ^B l — -1 — r— i r 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." Ye are all one in Christ Jusus." 869. 1 Let saints below in concert sing With those to glory gone : For all the servants of our King, In earth and heaven, are one. 2 One family — we dwell in him — One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream of death ; 3 One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 4 Ev'n now to their eternal home Some happy spirits fly ; And we are to the margin come, And soon expect to die. 5 Ev'n now, by faith, we join our hands With those that went before, And greet the ransomed blessed bands Upon th' eternal shore. 6 Lord Jesus ! be our constant guide ; And, when the word is given, Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, And land us safe in heaven. Kot my will, but TJiine. 660. 1 Author of good ! to thee we turn Thine ever-wakeful eye Alone gaj&all our wants discern — Thy baa! alone supply. 2 Oh, let thy love within us dwell, Thy fear our footsteps guide ; That love shall vainer loves expel, That fear all fears beside. 3 And since, by passion's force subdued, Too oft with stubborn will We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill ; — 4 Not what we wish, but what we want, Let mercy still supply ; The good we ask not, Father, grant ; The ill we ask, deny. 000. Happiness in God 07ily. 1 In vain I trace creation o'er, In search of solid rest : The whole creation is too poor, Too mean, to make me blest. 2 Let earth and all her charms depart, Unworthy of the mind : In God alone this restless heart Enduring bliss can find. 3 Thy favor, Lord, is all I want ; Here would my spirit rest : Oh, seal the rich, the boundless grant, And make me fully blest ! /OO. Living by Faith on the Son of God. 1 Blest Jesus, while in mortal flesh I hold my frail abode, Still would my spirit rest on thee, My Saviour, and my God ! 2 On thy dear cross I fix my eyes, Then raise them to thy seat ; Till love dissolves my inmost soul, At my Redeemer's Ycet. 3 Be dead, my heart ! t^ jroridly charms . Be dead to every sin ; And tell the boldest foe without, That Jesus reigns within. 150 WINFIELD. 7s. m NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. — I ±04. Third Version of Psalm. 117. 1 All ye nations, praise the Lord ! All ye lands, your voices raise ; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord — for ever praise ! 2 For his truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of his right hand, Like his own eternity. Brief call to praise, from Psalm 150. 105. 1 Praise, oh, praise the Name divine ! Praise him at the hallowed shrine ; Let the firmament on high To its Maker's praise reply. 2 All who vital breath enjoy, In his praise that breath employ; Heaven and earth the chorus join; Praise, oh, praise the Name divine ! 00 i . "Xow is the day of salvation." 1 Haste, sinner ! now be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sun: Wisdom if you still despise, Harder is it to be Avon. 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest thy season should be o'er Ere the morrow is begun. 3 Haste, O sinner ! now return ; Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest thy lamp should cease to burn Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Lord ! do thou the sinner turn — Turn him from his fearfin state; Let him not thy counsel spurn, Nor lament his choice too late ! 709. The 7^.— John 21 : 16. 1 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 'T is thy Saviour ; hear his word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : "Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? 2 " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 3 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me ?" 4 Lord ! it is my chief complaint That my love is cold and faint ; Yet I loVe thee, and adore : Oh for grace to love thee more ! Q Q Q " For to me to live is Christ.' 1 '' OOO. Phil. 1:21. 1 Christ, of all my hopes the Ground ; Christ, the Spring of all my joy, Still in thee let me be found, Still for thee my powers employ. 2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, Freely from thy fullness give ; Till I close my earthly race, Be it " Christ for me to live." 3 When I touch the blessed shore, Back the closing waves shall roll ; Death's dark stream shall never more Part from thee my ravished soul. 4 Thus, oh, thus an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky ! Having known it " Christ to live," Let me know it "gain to die." NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NUREMBURG. 7s. 151 » > — 1 p In — F F 1— | -0 e i-t— '■ '. ' j j J i i 4 ^ 3 ^'i'j. !i _g — £= —*=, | i3 z:EE — f — | it — i f — £b r-i»H-i r r> i t 009 " TTAo sfcoB dwell in thy holy hill f ' J^. Psalm 15. 1 Who, O Lord, when life is o'er, Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar ? Who, an ever-welcome guest, In thy holy place shall rest ? 2 He whose heart thy love has warmed ; He whose will to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run ; He whose words and thoughts are one;- 3 He who shuns the sinner's road, Loving those who love their God : Who, with hope and faith unfeigned, Treads the path by thee ordained ; — 4 He who trusts in Christ alone, Not in aught himself hath done ; He, great God, shall be thy care, And thy choicest blessings share. 1 Zu4: . " Happy are the faithful dead.'" 1 Hark ! a voice divides the sky ! Happy are the faithful dead In the Lord who sweetly die ! They from all their toils are freed, 2 Ready for their glorious crown, Sorrows past and sins forgiven, — Here they lay their burden down, Hallowed and made meet for heaven. 8 Yes ! the Christian's course is run ! Ended is the glorious strife ; Fought the fight, the worjv is done ; Death is swallowed up in life ! i 4 Lo ! the prisoner is released — Lightened of his heavy load! Where the weary are at rest, He is gathered unto God ! 5 When from flesh the spirit freed, Hastens homeward to return, • Mortals cry, " A man is dead !" Angels sing, " A child is born !'* ALBON. 7s. f—1 3~—\ J *DqJ- J r i! |j f r r r 1 ? f r J — _j J ^ W- : L_ i^** .[....\ [ r yy r ! » Lp — p_Lp — EZLp — i \f ii s ! si =^=^: -f- L r ra! J=d^ ^=^ n~zt -U-P ft a j ,-ij J rJ ±= ^eztt:: r-f 1.52 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. SCOTLAND. 12s. Ha'-le-lu - jah to the Lamb, who hath 7h- J""" 5 J 3 *^~J ■* - ,. fjj", J i r-, 1 , 1 U r **\ m • - !■ J - i- ■' -i -- - -• h 4^ V m W " _« „ ;J r r r r ', 1+ « 9 3> J ^ 1 « i ' r r r f f f r r i-i-ri— »> J 1 J . J J r^ J J u 1 i 1 ' ii ! u -i— p±p r r^r » r bought us a ver Oi^l . "7%e «oice of/ree Grace."— Gen. 19 : 17. 1 The voice of free grace cries, " Escape to the mountain," For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncleanness, and ever)' transgression, His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath bought us a pardon I We '11 praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, oh, flee to the Saviour: He calls you in mercy — 't is infinite favor ; Your sins are increasing ; escape to the mountain : His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath bought us a pardon ! We '11 praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 3 When Zion we see, having gained the blest shore, With harps in our hands,"we will praise him the more ; We '11 range the sweet plains on the banks of the river, And sing of salvation for ever and ever! Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath bought us a pardon! We '11 praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 1109. " Lord, save us : ice perish." — Matt. 8 : 25. 1 When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, [For the remaining stanzas Bee next page. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker : help, Lord, or we perish ! 2 Jesus, once tossed on the hreast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries in his danger, u Help, Lord, or we perish!" 8 And, oh ! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When hell in our hearts its wild warfare is waging, Arise in thy strength, thy redeemed to cherish ! Kebuke the destroyer,— help, Lord, or we perish ! 1 2 1 . " We will not deplore thee.:'' 1 Tnou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee? Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour hath passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, for the Sinless hath died- 3 Thov; art gone to the grave ! and, its mansions forsaking, Perchance thy weak~spirit in doubt lingered long: But the sunshine of glory beamed bright'on thy waking, And full on thine ear burst the seraphim's song. 4 Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee, Since God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and Guide : He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee ; And death has no sting, for the Saviour hath died. * Sing the small note only (half note) in the last measure. •153 COME, TE DISCONSOLATE, lis & 10s. J 'J L . " Coyne, ye disconsolate." 1 Come, ye disconsolate ! where'er you languish, Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel : Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven can not heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying. Hope of the penitent ; fadeless and pure ; — Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that heaven can not cure. 15 "i NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BUTLER. C. M. Double. -Wh ^,— =*F^ ' -J — &~ 1 — f- — i — 1 — r— 1 — -4- I -j- "~ "n CLOSE J . J i I J —~9 — 1 -•- 1 *** J. — — r A. | 4 I J. J j*_ Jt i i r S21- #= ^"^ 1>, ! -4 1 — t- i i 5* 1 — t 1 1 -n- ' '■' U — i i — — ^ -r - 1 11 DC- 5^ F- r - i- -4p—- 1 -J. _^_ -J- i — a — rf- i — £- 1 1 9- — 1 1 —J 1 J i ■ x2 — — ! ... . _^. u j . t— l E^ UOO. Gratitude to Christ 1 I love thee, O rnj- God, but not For what I hope thereby ; Nor yet because who love thee not, Must die eternally : I love thee, O my God, and still I ever will love thee, Solely because my God thou art Who first hast loved me. 2 For me, to lowest depths of woe Thou didst thyself abase ; For me didst bear the cross, the shame, And manifold disgrace ; For me didst suffer pains unknown, Blood-sweat and agony, Tea, death itself— all, all for me, For me, thine enemy. 3 Then shall I not, Saviour mine ! Shall I not love thee well ? Not with the hope of winning heaven, Nor of escaping hell ; Not with the hope of earning aught, Nor seeking a reward, But freely, fully, as thyself Hast loved me, O Lord ! 747. " Of whom I am chief? 1 I see the crowd in Pilate's hall, I mark their wrathful mien ; Their shouts of " crucify" appall, With blasphemy between. 2 And of that shouting multitude I feel that I am one ; And in that din of voices rude, I recognize my own. 2 I see the scourges tear his back, I see the piercing crown, And of that crowd who smite and mock, I feel that I am one. 4 Around yon cross, the throng I see, Mocking the sufferer's groan ; Yet still my voice it seems to be, As if I mocked alone. 5 'T was I that shed the sacred blood ; I nailed him to the tree ; I crucified the Christ of God, I joined the mockery ! 6 Yet not the less that blood avails To cleanse away my sin ! And not the less that cross prevails To give me peace within 1 Casting all your care upon Him. Y 763. 1 Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live ; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey ; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day ? 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before ; No one into his kingdom comes, But through his opened door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be 1 5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary, sinful days, And join with all triumphant saints Who sing Jehovah's praise. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ARLINGTON. C. M. 155 '~7fh — ^ — --1- — s — !- ! — *? 1 rd M— 1 1 r -i 1 — r~ — i— F — ■ J . i J. =f*= 1 u v i i'i Li f f 1 J -©- -f — ^- i "F ,£% p— " , p—t- J k 1 H=- ^-f- i — =M= -IF 6 My knowledge of that life is small ; The eye of faith is dim ; But 't is enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with him. / J-±. "7 am the Vine, ye are the branches." 1 Planted in Christ, the living vine, This day, with one accord, Ourselves", with humble faith and joy, We yield to thee, O Lord ! 2 Joined in one body may we be : One inward life partake ; One be our heart, one heavenly hope In every bosom wake. S In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, One wisdom be our guide ; Taught by one Spirit from above, In thee may we abide. 4 Then, when among the saints in light Our joyful spirits shine, Shall anthems of immortal praise, O Lamb of God, be thine ! i \j 0. Union icith Christ in Sorrow. 1 Who, when beneath affliction's rod, Can inward rest attain, And bless the chastening love of God In some remembered strain ? 2 Who, when in pain he lies apart, And powers of life decay, Can muse with holy joy of heart On some familiar lay ? 5 He can suffice for these good things Whose mind with Christ's is one ; Who closely in communion clings To God's incarnate Son. 4 Saviour! Fount of wondrous might I Let me this gift receive : Thus, Lord, in sorrow's darkest night Thy servant's grief relieve. 5 Let songs of Zion, known of old Within the hallowed place, My spirit cheer, my faith uphold Through thine all-strengthening grace. £ H " I sujfer ; n ererth eUss, I am not ouu « ashamed:' 1 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame, And bear the cross for me V And shall I fear to own thy name, Or thy disciple be ? 2 Inspire my soul with life divine, And make me truly bold ; Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine, Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame, And treat me with disdain ; Still may I glory in thy name, And count reproach my gain. ■i To thee I cheerfully submit. And all my powers resign ; Let wisdom point out what is fit, And I '11 no more repine. J'±o: l '\Vhom the Lord loveth Ue chasteneth, 1 O thcu whose mercy guides my way, Though now it seem severe, Forbid my unbelief to say There is no mercy here ! 2 Oh ! may I, Lord, desire the pain That comes in kindness down, Far more than sweetest earthly gain, Succeeded by a frown. 3 Then though thou bend my spirit low, Love only shall I see ; The gracious hand that strikes the blow, Was wounded once for me. 156 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. URMUND. 8s & 4. ( ,-p4 1 „ 1 J* J i si J -] =d^ -J — *— 4- P^~ — s -^n~^^s — t ff — T — S- it- 1 ^ 1 -O-rj- — o I s r II r « r i — i i 1 1 ! .ff. i * — *-r i^ t -L— 1[— L— L- 1 L ? F L— -4 L_ — 1 _J ■P r r r In Pr — m» -«- • r 'f — i 895. Our God xcill Jight for lis." Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds ! Through all the earth the echo bounds ! And Jesus, by redeeming blood, Is bringing sinners back to God, And guides them safely by his word To endless day. Hail, Jesus ! all victorious Lord! Be thou by all mankind adored ! For us didst thou the fight maintain, And o'er our foes the vict'ry gain, That we with thee might ever reign In endless day. Fight on, ye conqu'ring souls, fight on ! And when the conquest you have won, Then palms of vict'ry you shall bear, And in his kingdom have a share, And crowns of glory ever wear In endless day. There in full chorus shall we join, With saints and angels all combine To sing of his redeeming love, When rolling years shall cease to move ; And this shall be our theme above, In endless day. EFFIELD. 8s & 4s The Coming and Office of the Ilolxj Spirit.— John 16 : 7, 8. 466. 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed, With us to dwell. 2 He came in tongues of living flame To teach, subdue ; All-powerful as the wind he came, As viewless, too. 3 He comes, his graces to impart, A willing guest, While he can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 4 He breathes that gentle voice we hear, As breeze of even ; That checks each fault, that calms each And speaks of heaven. [fear, [For 5th aud 6th stan2as see next page.] W n NEW SAEBATII IIY3IN AND TUNE BOOK. VLES. 8s & 4s. r 157 -~rr -^:i^=^==^ , -J-j==}=|i=, , ,i 1 1 J J || J 1 1 rr * J - ■ - (4} «_n ~ — s. — j_^_ p__j — ^ [.^ — eg. — _ u tf-r -c r r r r r r If fr r r r r Mr * t r * - i " ' ' ff ri r-j=*^-s=f^F+r-r " i ' : r i r ^~^ 9 / O. " 7/ is xcdV—l Kings 4 : 26. 1 Through the lore of God our Saviour, All will be well : Tree and changeless in his favor ; All, all is well : Precious is the blood that healed us ; Perfect is the grace that sealed us ; Strong thehand stretched out to shield us; All must be well. 2 Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well ; Ours is such a full salvation ; All, all is well : Happy, still in God confiding, Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, Holy, through the Spirit's guiding, All must be well. 8 "We expect a bright to-morrow; All will be well : Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well : On our Father's love relying, Jesus every need supplying, Or in living, or in dying, All must be well. " Weep not for me.' 1 1175. Wheh the spark of life is waning, Weep not for me ; W r hen the languid eye is straining, Weep not for me ; When the feeble pulse is ceasing, Start not at its swift decreasing ; 'T is the fettered soul's releasing ; Weep not for me. When the pangs of death assail me, Weep not for me ; Christ is mine — he can not fail me ; Weep not for me ; Yes, though sin and doubt endeavor From his love my soul to sever, Jesus is my strength for ever : Weep uoif for me. 5 And all the good that we possess, His gift we own ; Yea, every thought of holiness, And victory won. 6 Spirit of purity and grace: Our weakness see ; Oh, make our hearts thy dwelling-place, And worthier thee ! 158 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MAITLAND. C. M. 801. Tlie Cross and tlie Crown. 1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free ? No : there 'a a cross for every one, And there 's a cross for me. 2 How happy are the saints above Who once went sorrowing here; But now they taste unmingled love, And joy without a tear. 3 The consecrated cross I '11 bear, Till death shall set me free, And then go home my crown to wear — For there 's a crown for me ! S05. Imitation of Christ in Self-denial. 1 We tread the path our Master trod; We bear the cross he bore ; And every thorn that wounds our feet His temples pierced before. 2 Oft do our eyes with joy o'erflow, And oft are bathed in tears ; Tet naught but heaven our hopes can raise, And naught but sin our fears, 3 We purge our mortal dross away, Refining as we run ; And while we die to earth and sense, Our heaven is here begun. uOy. " Love as 'brethren? 1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word.' 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ! When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart! 3 When, free from envy, scorn, and prid« Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love! 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flow, And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he 's an heir of heaven who finds His bosom glow with love. J O . " Tlie Cross before the Crown? 1 Oh, speed thee, Christian ! on thy way, And to thine armor cling ; With girded loins the call obey Which grace and mercy bring. 2 There is a battle to be fought, An upward race to run, A crown of glory to be sought, A victory to be won. 3 Oh, faint not, Christian ! for thy sighs Are heard before the throne ; The race must come before the prize, The cross before the crown. 979. ■ Salvation will God appoint for waUi and buhcarks." 1 Arise, my soul ! my joyful powers, And triumph in my God; Awake, my voice ! and loud prochv*n His glorious grace abroad. 2 The arms of everlasting love Beneath my soul be placed, And on the Rock of Ages'set My slippery footsteps feet. NEW SABBATH HYVK AM) TUNE BOOK. 159 BROWN. C. M -3 _« N 3 The city of my blest abode Is walled around with grace ; Salvation for a bulwark stands, To shield the sacred place. 4 Arise, my soul ! awake, my voice ! And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Saviour and my King. 10' A Child's Gratitude for Christian Birth. 1 I thank the goodness and the grace That on my birth have smiled, And made me, in these latter days, A happy, Christian child. 2 I was not born, as thousands are, Where God is never known, And taught to say a useless prayer To gods of wood and stone. 8 I was not born a little slave, To labor in the sun, And wish I were but in my grave, And all my labor done. 4 My God, I thank thee, who hast planned A better lot for me, And placed me in this happy land, Where I may hear of thee. -I U i c/ . Tie ransomed Band. 1 happy land ! O happy land ! Where saints and angels dwell ; We long to join that glorious band, And all their anthems swell. 2 But every voice in yonder throng On earih has breathed a prayer : No lips untaught may join that song, Or learn the music there. 4 Thou heavenly Friend ! thou heavenly Friend ! Oh, hear us when we pray ! Now let thy pardoning grace descend, And take our sins away. 4 Be all our fresh, our youthful days To thy blest service given ; Then we shall meet to sing thy praise, A ransomed band in heaven. -LUoo." And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my future days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 444. Christ is All. 1 O EVERLASTING Light ! Shine graciously within ; Brightest of all on earth that 's bright, Come, shine away my sin ! 2 O everlasting Truth ! Truest of ail that 's true, Sure guide of erring age or youth, Lead me and teach me, too. 8 everlasting Strength ! Uphold me in the way ; Bring me, in spite of foes, at length, To joy, and light, and day. 4 O everlasting Love ; Well-spring of grace and peace, Pour down thy fullness from above; Bid doubt and trouble cease. O everlasting Rest ! Lift off life's load of care ; Relieve, revive this burdened breast, And every sorrow bear. Thou art in heaven our all ; Our all on earth art thou : Upon thy glorious name we call ; Lord Jesus bless us now ! n} -r " Commit thy xcay unto the Lord? 0/0. Psalm 37. 1 Commit thou all thy griefs And ways into his hands : To his sure truth and tender care, Who earth and heaven commands— 2 Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey ; He shall direct thy wandering feet, He shall prepare thy way. 3 On God alone rely ; Then safe shalt thou go on : Fix on his work tlry steadfast eye; Then shall thy work be done. 4 When he makes bare his arm, What shall his aim withstand ? When he will save his friends from harm, Who, who shall stay his haud ? 5 He hears thy softest prayer, He girdeth thee with might ; His works the purest blessings are ; His ways, the purest light. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ST. MICHAEL. S. M. 1G1 U i U . " Wait thou I7is time:' 1 — Psalm 30. 1 Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope on, be not dismayed : God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, and clouds and storms, He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time : the darkest night Shall end in brightest day. 3 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought, That caused thy needless fear. 4 What though thou rulest not ! Yet heaven and earth and hell Proclaim— God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. / OO. " There is laid up for me a crown." 1 If Jesus be my friend, And I to him belong, I care not what my foes intend, Though fierce they be, and strong. 2 I rest upon the ground Of Jesus and his blood; For I in him alone have found The true, eternal good. 3 He whispers in my breast Sweet words of holy cheer, How all who seek in God their rest Shall ever find him near ; 4 How God hath built above A city fair and new Where eye and heart shall see and prove What faith has counted true. 5 My heart for gladness springs ; It can not more be ead ; 11 For very joy it smiles and sings, — Sees naught but sunshine glad. 6 The sun that lights mine eyes, Is Christ, the Lord I love ; I sing for joy of that which lies Stored up for me above. Perfect Peace in Christ Isaiah 26 : 3. 769. 1 Thou very present aid In suffering and distress, The soul which still on thee is stayed, Is kept in perfect peace. 2 The soul, by faith reclined On the Redeemer's breast, 'Mid raging storms exults to find An everlasting rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone Whene'er thy face appears : It stills the sighing orphan's moan, And dries the widow's tears : 4 It hallows every cross ; It sweetly comforts me ; Makes me forget my every loss, And find my all in thee. 5 Jesus, to whom I fly, Doth all my wishes fill : What though created streams are dry^ I have the fountain still. 6 Stripped of my earthly friends, I find them all in One ; And peace and joy that never ends, And heaven in Christ begun. Doxoi.ogt. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 162 NE W SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HORTON. 7s. O O 4 . Look to Chrht. \ Weary sinner ! keep thine eyes On the atoning- Sacrifice ; View him bleeding on the tree, Pouring out his life for thee. 2 Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne ; Weeping soul, no longer mourn: Now by faith the Son embrace, Plead his promise, trust his grace. 3 Cast thy guilty soul on him ; Find him mighty to redeem: At his feet thy burden lay ; Look thy doubts and care away. 4 Lord, come thou with power to heal ; Now thy mighty arm reveal : At thy feet myself I lay ; Take, oh, take my sins away! Q4-1 "Have mercy upon me, O Lord; fori &'*■■*-• am weak.""— Psalm 6. 1 Gently, gently lay thy rod On my sinful head, O God ! Stay thy wrath — in mercy stay, Lest I sink before its sway ! 2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak ; Heal me, for thy grace I seek : This, my only plea, I make, Heal me for thy mercy's sake ! S Who within the silent grave Shall proclaim thy power to save ? Lord, my trembling soul reprieve ; Speak ! and I shall rise and live. 4 Lo ! he comes ; he heeds my plea ; Lo ! he comes ; the shadows flee -, Glory round me dawns once more,— Rise, my spirit, and adore ! 994. " Glorify thyself in me." 1 Father of eternal grace, Glorify thyself iii me ; Meekly beaming in my face, May the world thine image see. 2 Happy only in thy love, Poor, unfriended, or unknown, Fix my thoughts on things above, Stay my heart on thee alone. 3 Humble, holy, all resigned To thy will — thy will be done ! Give me, Lord, the perfect mind Of thy well-beloved Son. 4 Counting gain and glory loss, May I tread the path he trod — Die with Jesus on the cross, Rise with him to thee, my God. 1 A A 7 " By grace are ve saved, through iUU '' faith." 1 Joyful be the hours to-day ; Joyful let the season be ; Let us sing, for well we may ; Jesus ! we will sing of thee. 2 Should thy people silent be, Then the very stones would sing ; What a debt we owe to thee, Thee, our Saviour, thee our King ! 3 Joyful are we now to own, Rapture thrills us as we trace All the deeds thy love hath done, All the riches of thy grace. 4 'T is thy grace alone can save ; Every blessing comes from thee — All we have and hope to have, All we are and hope to be. 5 Thine the Name to sinners dear ! Thine the Name all names before ; Blessed here and everywhere ; Blessed now and evermore ! m NEW SAB'JATII HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ELDtfN. 7s. 6lt*es. 163 J J J J . J J J J J J J . II :£— £r- T" 4= S "i — r 290. Our Example in Suffering. Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power; Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour: Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment hall, View the Lord of life arraigned : Oh the wormwood and the gall ! Oh the pang his soul sustained ! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; Learn of him to bear the cross. 3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb There, adoring at his feet, Mark that miracle of time, God's own sacrifice complete : " It is finished," hear him cry ; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid his breathless clay All is solitude and gloom ; — Who hath taken him away ? Christ is risen ! he meets our eyes : Saviour, teach us so to rise. 291. Gethsemane.— Luke 22 : 89— U. 1 Many woes had Christ endured, Many sore temptations met, Patient and to pains inured ; But the sorest trial yet Was to be sustained in thee, Gloomy, sad Gethsemane ! 2 Came at length the dreadful night ; Vengeance, with its iron rod, Stood, and with collected might, Bruised the harmless Lamb of God : See, my soul, thy Saviour see Prostrate in Gethsemane ! 3 There my God bore all my guilt : This, through grace, can be believed ; But the horrors which he felt Are too vast to be conceived : None can penetrate through thee, Doleful, dark Gethsemane t 4 Sins against a holy God, Sins against his righteous laws, Sins against his love, his blood, Sins against his name and cause — Sins immense as is the sea ! Hide me, O Gethsemane ! 5 Here 's my claim, and here alone : None a Saviour more can need ; Deeds of righteousness I 've none ; No : not one good work to plead : Not a glimpse of hope for me, Only in Gethsemane. 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One almighty God of love, Hymned by all the heavenly host, In thy shining courts above ! We adoYe .thee, gracious Three — Bless thee for Gethsemane. IG^r NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NILO. L. M. ^=^ 1 — W- — !_ wh - ^ — i — i- it fM 1 1— 1 1 i i „ r*-i- — — J I J 1 J 'J \ 1 pi 1 5 P i r f JS — j_ r — s h- fc%^ — F ! =£= r— f- 1 P ^r—r- at 1 i \ - ■ i ( SZ4- i K/f "1 "Behold, I stand at the. door, and °^ J- • ftnoefc"— Rev. 3 : 20. 1 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 Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and open hands : Oh, matchless kindness !— and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine ; Turn out thy soul-enslaving sin, And let the heavenly Stranger in. 4 Oh, welcome him, the Prince of Peace ! Now may his gentle reign increase ! Throw wide the door, each willing mind ; And be his empire all mankind. An Evening Expostulation. 544. 1 Oh, do not let the word depart, And close thine eyes against the light ; Poor sinner, harden not thy heart : Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night? 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise To bless thy long deluded sight ; This is the time ; oh, then be wise ! Thou wouldst be saved;why not to-night? 3 Our God in pity lingers still; And wilt thou thus "his love requite ? lienouncc at length thy stubborn will ; Thou wouldst be saved;why not to-night? & Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun : Thou wouldst be saved;why not to-night? OOj." Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do f' 1 My gncious Lord, I own thy right To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear thy dictates and obey. 2 What is my being, but for thee, Its sure support, its noblest end ? Thine ever smiling face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend. 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. 4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live, To him who for my ransom died ; Nor could the bowers of Eden give Such bliss as blossoms at his side. 5 His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigor is no more ; And my last hour of life confess His dying love, his saving power. 00 i . Joy of Consecration to Christ. 1 Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above, When angels touch the quivering string, And wake, to chant Immanuel's love, Such strains as angel-lips can sing ! 2 And sweet, on earth, the choral swell, From mortal tongues, of gladsome lays : When pardoned souls their raptures tell, And, grateful, hymn Immanuel's praise. 3 Jesus, thy name our souls adore ; We own the bond that makes us thine; And carnal joys, that charmed before, For thy dear sake we now resign. 4 Our hearts, by dying lore subdued, Accept thine offered grace to-day ; Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed, We bow and give ourselves away. 5 In thee we trust — on thee rely ; Though we are feeble, thou art strong; Oh, keep us till our spirits fly To join, the bright, immortal" throng ! NEW SABBATH HYJIX AND TCNE BOOK. WARD. L. M. ig; 614. The Joy unknown in Heaven. 1 Trembling, before thine awful throne, O Lord, in dust my sins I o\\\\ . Justice and mercy for my life Conteud : oh, smile, aud heal the strife ! 2 The Saviour smiles — upon my soul New tides of hope tumultuous roll ! His voice proclaims my pardon found ; Seraphic transport wings the sound ! S Earth has a joy unknown in heaven — The new-born peace of sins forgiven : Tears of such pure and deep delight, Ye angels ! never dimmed your sight. 4 Ye know where morn exulting springs, And evening folds her drooping wings ; Loud is your song : the heavenly plain Is shaken by your choral strain. 5 But I amid your choir shall shine, And all your knowledge will be mine ; Ye on your harps must learn to hear A secret chord which mine will bear ! 646. Blessedness of Love to God. 1 An, happy hours ! whene'er upsprings My soul to yon eternal Source, Whence the glad river downward sings, Watering with goodness all my course. 2 Can I, with loveless heart, receive Tokens of love that nevei- cease ? Can I be thankless, Lord, and grieve Thee, who art all my joy and peace ? 55 Forth from thy rich and bounteous store Life's common blessings daily flow ; More than I dare to ask, far more Than I deserve, dost thou bestow. 4 Nor here alone ; hope pierces far Through all the shades of earth and time; Faith mounts beyond the farthest star; Yon shining heights she fain would climb. 5 Our faith shall rise to sight e'er lousr; Soon will that hour of transport come, When we shall join the angels' song Of praise to him who brought us home L U O . "Oh, happy day : that fixed my choice?' 1 On, happy day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour, and my God! 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. 3 'T is done, the great transaction's done ; I am my Lord's", and he is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine. 4 Now, rest, my long-divided heart ! Fixed on this blissful center, rest; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels' bread to feast. 5 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. Doxology. 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 t IGS NEW SABBATH HYMN JlXD TUNE BOOK. WILMOT. 7s. 1 AO "Let every thing that hath breath praise J. U O . the Lord:'— Psalm 150. 1 Pkaise the Lord, his glories show, Saints within his courts below, Angels round his throne above, All" that see and share his love ! 2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, Tell his wonders, sing his worth ; Age to age, and shore to shore, Praise hihi, praise him, evermore ! S Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; Praise his providence and grace — All that he for man hath done, All he sends us through his Son. 4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, In the concert bear your parts: All that breathe, your Lord adore ; Praise him, praise him, evermore ! oDo.An ancient Hymn of the Resurrection. 1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day — Our triumphant holy day — "Who did once, upon the cross, Suffer to redeem our loss. 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Unto Christ, our heavenly King ; Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 3 But the pain which he endured Our salvation hath procured ; Honor, then, to him, and praise, Rising on this Day of days ! Morning at the Tomb. 360. 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb, Jesus scatters all its gloom : Day of triumph through the skies ! See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Christian ! dry your flowing tears ; Chase those unbelieving fears: Look on his deserted grave ; Doubt no more his power to save. 3 Ye, who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade; Drive your anxious cares away : See the place where Jesus lay I 4 Lo ! the rising sun appears, Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ; Lo, returning beams of light Chase the terrors of the night. A victorious Saviour.-~Rev. 1 : 18. 380. 1 Crowns of glory ever bright, Rest upon the Conqueror's head , Crowns of glory are his right, — His, "who liveth and was dead." 2 He subdued the powers of hell ; In the fight he stood alone : All his foes before him fell, By his single arm o'erthrown, 3 His the battle, his the toil ; His the honors of the day, His the glory and the spoil : Jesus bears them all away. 4 Now proclaim his deeds afar ; Fill the world with his renown: His alone the victor's car ; His the everlasting: crown ! 382. * The King of Zion. r 1 Sons of Zion, raise your songs! Praise to Zion's King belongs; His the victor's crown and fame: Glory to the Saviour's name! NEW SABBATH HYMN ANL TUNE BOOK. 1G7 ELTHAM. 7s. Double. — , 1- I - — i — « — a — 1! 1 ^-J— T =#fi 54: gfcfc: f f P • A • —* — * * — fix. -^ M 1 W ~Ti* r .* — j — ^ — J CLOSE. 1 !&-'•. \zz — !" .'! " .. -*- r i — ' — ^t_t= r r r 02 I — ' c^-ddi: ||t= 1 — -»- T - — 1 —I -*- 1 .. :^: -fl " , 1 . _. \. I . _ l_ -J J J =*£^n tf— r T T~ 1 J J -i ■ 1 0» r f^ t r P I 1 ii j ii f r- — i* -^ -t- H- — r- -r~ 1 — ' =M= 1* -1— - L 1- -4* — £- i — t— -t — ' 2 Sore the strife, but rich the prize, Precious in the Victor's eyes : Glorious is the work achieved, Satan vanquished, man relieved ! 3 Sing we then the Victor's praise ; Go ye forth and strew the ways ; Bid him welcome to his throne : He is worthy, he alone ! i Place the crown upon his brow ; Every knee to him shall bow : Him the brightest seraph sings ; Heaven proclaims him " King of kings !" 4 i O . S2ippo7*t in Christ. 1 Everlasting arms of love Are beneath, around, above : He who left his throne of light, And unnumbered angels bright ; 2 He who on th' accursed tree Gave his precious life for me — He it is that bears me on, His the arm I lean upon. 5 He who now, enthroned above, Still retains his heart of love, Marking still each falling tear Of his burdened pilgrims here ; 4 He who wields creation's rod, He my Brother, yet my God ; Faithful he, whate'er betide, Is my everlasting Guide ! 5 All things hasten to decay, Earth and seas will pass away ; Soon will yonder circling sun Cease his blazing course to run. 6 Scenes will vary, friends grow strange, But the Changeless can not change : Gladly will I journey on, With his arm to lean upon. "I 1 O A " The King of kings, and Lord of J-J-OU. lords:' 1 Wake the song of jubilee ! Let it echo o'er the sea : Now is come the promised hour ; Jesus reigns with sovereign power. 2 All ye nations ! join and sing, " Christ, of lords and kings, is King !" Let it sound from shore to shore, " Jesus reigns for evermore t" 3 Now the desert lands rejoice, And the islands join their voice : Joy ! the whole creation sine;s, " Jesus is the King of kings I" 1 "1 /i Q " Sing unto the Lord, who preparefh ■ L - L ^-^->' rain for tlie earth?'' 1 Praise on thee, in Zion's gates, Daily, O Jehovah, waits ; Unto thee, O God, belong Grateful words and holy song. 2 Thou the hope and refuge art Of remotest lands apart ; Distant isles and tribes unknown, 'Mid the ocean waste and lone. 3 Thou dost visit earth, and rain Blessings on the thirsty plain, From the copious founts on high, From the rivers of the sky. 4 Thus the clouds thy power confess, And thy paths drop fruitfulness, And the voice of song and mirth Rises from the tribes of earth ! 1C8 MIGDOL. L. M. mj_* _ ^ NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 193. « Who is God. save the Lord T" Psalm 18. 1 Just are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode ; Who is a God, beside the Lord ? Or where 's a refuge like our God? 2 'T is he that girds me with his might, Gives me his'holy sword to wield ; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, and blessed be my Rock ; The God of my salvation lives ; The dark designs of hell he broke : Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 04 O. " I would for ever speak J7is name.' 1 '' 1 On, the sweet wonders of that cross Where my Redeemer loved and died ! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 2 I would for ever speak his name, In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 4 DO. Prayer for the Teaching of the Spirit. 1 Co>fE, blessed Spirit ! Source of light, Whose power and grace are unconfined, Dispel the gloomy shades of night, The thicker darkness of the mind. 2 To mine illumined eyes display The glorious truths thy word reveals ; Cause me to run the heavenly way ; The book unfold, and loose the seals. 8 Thine inward teachings make me know The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity of things beloAV, And excellence of things above. 4 While through this dubious maze I stray, Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad: Oh, show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God. OoA. Longing for Freedom from Sin. 1 Jesus demands this heart of mine, Demands my love, my joy, my care ; But ah ! how dead to things divine, How cold my best affections are 1 2 'T is sin, alas ! with dreadful power, Divides my Saviour from my sight ; Oh, for one happy, cloudless hour Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 3 Lord ! let thy love shine forth and raise My captive powers from sin and death, And fill my heart with life and praise, And tune my last expiring breath. 74 3 . " He died for all." 1 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, Who from the Father's bosom came, Who died for me, e'en me t' atone,— Now for my Lord and God I own. 2 Lord, I believe, thy precious blood, Which, at the mercy-seat of God For ever doth for sinners plead, For me, in all my sins, was shed. 3 Lord, I believe were sinners more Than sands upon the ocean shore, Thou hast for all a ransom paid, For all a full atonement made. 4 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, Thus all heaven's armies, bought with blood. Saviour of sinners thee proclaim, — Sinners, the chief of whom I am. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HEBRON. L. M. ICO n W -. ■ r -a-^-^-^j ^^ gl ^j— ^-^- X-lZ fgi L__ J» 5 h* H * — ^ — | — & — - 1 - ■ - r r r r r i — LJ — i — r — H — LJ — ' p-4 — r^ — ^ ,.01, .III 1 , J 1 1 n '-r-J 1 1 r— i 1 '— rr- tT r r r-°— r f r r r~ f— fa&rb — (S> ±— <•- — 1 — ^ as fS> 1 i • • i r i -r r i.^J J . ; . j j , j ^ , __ j^_ — hS 1» »■ ,^^f- fH — -— *— f r H ■ L - L - J: — I — I p Mi p »T B Jesus ! be endless praise to thee, "Whose boundless merey hath for me,- For me, and all thy hands have made, An everlasting ransom paid. " Give me Thyself— I ask no more.'" 828. 1 My dearest Lord, whose changeless love To me, nor earth nor hell can part; "When shall my feet forget to rove ? Ah ! what shall fix this faithless heart ? 2 Why do these cares my soul divide, If thou indeed hast set me free ? Why am I thus if thou hast died, If thou hast died to ransom me ? 3 Great God! thy sovereign aid impart, And guard the gifts thyself hast given ; My portion thou, my treasure art, And life, and happiness, and heaven. 4 Would aught with thee my wishes share, Though dear as life the idol be, That idol from my breast I '11 tear, Resolved to seek my all from thee. 5 Whate'er I fondly counted mine, To thee, my Lord, I here restore ; I gladly all for thee resign : Give me thyself,— I ask no more. " Brethren, pray for us." 1059. 1 Father of mercies, bow thine ear, Attentive to our earnest prayer ; We plead for those who plead for thee ; Successful pleaders may they be. 2 Clothe thou with energy divine Their words,and let those words be thine; Teach them immortal souls to gain, Nor let them labor, Lord, in vain. 3 Let thronging multitudes around Hear from their lips the joyful sound ; And light thro' distant realms be spread, Till Zion rears her drooping head. Welcome to a Pastor. 1064. 1 We bid thee welcome in the name Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; Come as a servant : so he came ; And we receive thee in his stead. 2 Come as a shepherd ; guard and keep This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3 Come as a teacher, sent from God, Charged his whole counsel to declare ; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 4 Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the Spirit, fired with love ! Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all" above. Entering into Covenant with God. 1068. 1 While to thy table I repair, And seal the sacred contract there, Witness, O Lord ! my solemn vow: Angels and men ! attest it, too. 2 Here at that cross, where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God, Thee, Lord and Master, now I call, I consecrate to thee my all. 3 Do thou assist a feeble worm The great engagement to perform : Thy grace can full assistance lend, And on that grace I dare depend. 170 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE EOOK. BUTLER. CM. Double. I 1- 1 T KAQ " Come — without money and without OVJ. price."— Isaiah 55 : 1, 2. 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast ! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; But see, there yet is room— 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart : There love and pity meet : Nor will he bid the soul depart That trembles at his feet. 4 Oh, come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 5 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown. 6 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come : Te longing souls, the grace adore ; Approach, there yet is room. • I heard the voice of JesiiA? 56 1 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 a resting-place And he has made me glad. S 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 life-giving stream : My thirstwas 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." I looked to Jesus, and I found In him my Star, my Sun ; And in that light of life I '11 walk Till all my journey 's done. Mine— Thine.— I Cor. 15: 10. 717. 1 All that I was, my sin, my guilt, My death, was all my own : All that I am I owe to thee, My gracious God, alone. 2 The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine : The good in which I now rejoice Is thine, and only thine. 3 The darkness of my former state, The bondage — all was mine : The light of life in which I walk, Theliberty— is thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, And taught me to believe : Then, in believing, peace I found, And now, I live, I live ! 5 All that I am ev'n here on earth, All that I hope to be When Jesus comes and glory dawns,;— I owe it, Lord, to thee. m NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK, EVAN. CM. 4 1 i '7 r , w 3 ^ S ! ^3 ... j — .' 171 a=t »=i*=t :fcr Mc ^1 V? ji. afrnrs: ^?_ 7 r :^: 1^ r ■7fi"1 " 77*0 cZory which shall be revealed in. I Ox. us n 1 My thoughts surmovmt these lower skies, And look within the vail ; There springs of endless pleasures rise — The waters never fail. 2 There I behold, with sweet delight, The blessed Three in One ; And strong affections fix my sight On God's incarnate Son. 3 His promise stands for ever firm ; His grace shall ne'er depart ; He binds my name upon his arm, And seals it on his heart. 4 Light are the pains that nature brings : How short our sorrows are, When with eternal future things The present we compare ! 5 I would not be a stranger still To that celestial place, Where I for ever hope to dwell Near my Redeemer's face. / O . " Blessed are the merciful." 1 Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain :— 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth, A stranger's woe to feel : And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the power to heal. % He spreads his kind, supporting arms To every child of grief; His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unasked relief. 4 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow ; He views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 He hears the Saviour's cheering' word, "My peace to him I give ;" And when he kneels before tho throne, His trembling soul shall live. " My meditation ofllim shall be sweet" 969. 1 When languor and diseasG invade This trembling house of clay, 'T is sweet to look beyond my pain, And long to fly away ; 3 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of hi.s love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above ; 3 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend ; 4 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. 5 If such the sweetness of the streams, What must the fountain be Where saints and angels draw their bliss Direct, O Lord, from thee ? Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 172 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. NETTLETON. 8s & 7s. Double u i i i u u • * I U I i J j- , , J J j J r P i r — r — r i^ — ft r ". r p J i 'l I V " ", p % CLOSE. || J / . , 1 J J J . J J I I J J . J J J J J Ji z^—px — K - -J- — » — — » — — N -is- ,_,*■»- ^ 1 ■ f — « — — » — S E£ s # =* > ' i " t> r i ; r * 1 L> i D.C. &?-*- -*— ^= ^_*_ =£=p= rs? _i L, b«*— __#_ > =H-: V A. " Peace Heave with you" 1 Peace be to this sacred dwelling, Peace to every soul therein ; Peace, of heavenly joy foretelling, Peace, the fruit "of conquered sin ; Peace, that speaks its heavenly Giver: Peace to worldly minds unknown ; Peace divine, that flows for ever From its source, the Lord alone ! 2 Prince of peace ! for ever near us, Fix in all our hearts thy home ; "With thy bright appearing cheer us ; Let thy blessed kingdom come ! Come, with sweeter consolation, Come, and give our souls to prove All the joys of thy salvation, All the joys that spring from love ! Brief Ascription of Praise. 101. 1 Worship, honor, glory, blessing, Lord, we offer to thy name ; Young and old their thanks expressing, Join thy goodness to proclaim : As the hosts of heaven adore thee, We, too, bow, before thy throne ; As the angels serve before thee, So on earth thy will be done. (KA. " Thou shalt call thy walls salvation.' 1 '' ^U<±. L,aiah 60: 18-20. J Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken : O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you ; Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways ; You shall name your walls " Salvation," And your gates shall all be " Praise." 3 Ye no more your suns descending, Waning moons no more shall see; But your griefs for ever ending, Find eternal noon in me. God shall rise, and, shining o'er you, Change to day the gloom of night ; He, the Lord, shall be" your Glory, God your everlasting Light. Jbb. " Jesus, I my cross have taken." 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be : Perish every fond ambition, All I 've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own. 2 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour, too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me ; Thou art not, like them, untrue : And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate,and friends may scorn me s Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. Oh ! 'tis not in griet" to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; Oh ! ' t were not in joy to charm me. Were that joy unmixed with thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BARTIMEUS. 8s & 7s. 173 &S =s=g - i i- 1 q=?= =S-5 i= i r i ^=?c -i — i- f=r t=g=Ml 2± J 1_ :^=i: ^=^: 4=S- T g — I ft :l=t jgMH^l^PP 1 7 . Glorying in the Cross. 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me": Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. S When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming, Adds new luster to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there, that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. D4tO. " Come, thou Fount of every blessing."" 1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. 2 Teach me some melodious measure, Sung by flaming tongues above; Oh the vast, the boundless treasure Of thy free, unchanging love ! 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God j He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. 4 Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I 'm constrained to be ! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to thee. 5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love; Here 's my heart ; oh, take, and seal it,--.. Seal it for thy courts above ! JJ\J. " Uptoard, onward 1 ." 1 Like the eagle, upward, onward, Let my soul in faith be borne ; Calmly gazing, skyward, sunward, Let my eye unshrinking turn ! 2 Where the cross, God's love revealing, Sets the fettered spirit free, Where it sheds its wondrous healing, There, my soul, thy rest shall be I 3 Oh, may I, no longer dreaming, Idly waste my golden day, ' But, each precious hour redeeming, Upward, onward, press my way! 1226. Rent yonder. 1 This is not my place of resting, — Mine 's a city yet to come ; Onward to it I am hasting — On to my eternal home. 3 In it all is light and glory; O'er it shines a nightless day: Every trace of sin's sad story, All the curse, hath passed away. 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us By the streams of life along, — On the freshest pastures feeds us, Turns our sighing into song. 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, Soon we bid farewell to pain; Never more are sad or weary, Never, never sin again ! 174 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PRESTON. C. M. 0"( 9 " Despised and rejected of men. n OJ -^' Isaiah 58. 1 Rejected and despised of men, Behold a man of woe ! And grief his close companion still Through all his life below ! 2 Tet all the griefs he felt were ours, Ours were the woes he bore : Pangs, not his own, his spotless soul "With bitter anguish tore. 3 "We held him as condemned of Heaven, An outcast from his God : While for our sins he groaned, he bled, Beneath his Father's" rod. 4 His sacred blood hath washed our souls From sin's polluting stain ; His stripes have healed us, and his death Revived our souls a^ain. F\C\f) "Against Thee, TJiee only, have I OKjyJ. sinned." 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet A guilty rebel lies ; And upward to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears, but those which thou hast shed, No blood, but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve tho. word That bids the sinner live. OO'Jt. " Alas I and did my Saviour bleed P 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 3 Was it for crimes that I had 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 God, the mighty Maker, died For man the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 'T is all that I can do. DOO. Forgiveness from the Cross. 1 I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me, As near the cross I stood. 3 Sure, never till my latest breath, Can I forget that look : It seemed to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 3 Alas ! I knew not what I did, But now my tears are vain ; Where shall my trembling soul be hid, For I the Lofd have slain. 4 A second look he gave, that said, " I freely all forgive : This blood is for thy ransom paid I die that thou nf.y'&t live." NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CORINTH. C. M. 175 Ood. Sorrow for Sin, in View of the Cross. 1 Oh, if my soul were formed for woe, How would I vent my sighs ! Repentance should like rivers flow Prom both my streaming eyes. 2 'T was for my sins my dearest Lord Hung on the cursed tree ; And groaned away a dying life For thee, my soul, for thee ! S Oh, how I hate those lusts of mine That crucified my God — [flesh Those sins that pierced and nailed his Fast to the fatal wood ! 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; My heart has so decreed ; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 5 While with a melting, broken heart, My murdered Lord I view, I '11 raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers, too. KQ'J "Lord, my heart is not haughty." 00 ' • Psalm 131. 1 Is there ambition in my heart ? Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part ? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, My words and actions mild ; Content, my Father, with thy will, And quiet as a child. S The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shall have a large reward : Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faithful Lord. f>~\ f\ "How long wilt Thou hide Thy face from uxu * me?" I My God!— oh, could I make the claim— My Father and my Friend— And call thee mine by every name On which thy saints depend ! 2 By every name of power and love, I would thy grace entreat ; Nor should my humble hope remove, Nor leave thy mercy-seat. 3 Yet, tho' my soul in darkness mourns. Thy word is all my stay ; Here would I rest till light returns : Thy presence makes my day. 4 Speak, Lord ! and bid celestial peace Relieve my aching heart ; Oh, smile, and bid my sorrows cease, And all the gloom depart ! 5 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, And bless the healing rays ; And change these deep, complaining sighs To songs of sacred praise. £ K<^ "In Him we live, and move, and hav« yju< -' our being." 1 Lord, what is man ! that child of pride, That boasts his high degree ! If left one moment to himself, He sinks — and where is he ? 2 In thee I live, and move, and am ; Thou dealest out my days : Lord, as thou dost renew my life, Let me renew thy praise. 3 To thee I come, from thee I am, For thee I still would be ; 'T is better for me not to live, Than not to live to thee. 4 Thou art my living fountain, Lord; On me thy streams still flow; Myself I render up to thee, To whom myself I owe. 176 NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. DURER. S. M. 2" Our Father, which art in Heaven." Matt. 6. Luke 11. 1 Our heavenly Father, hear The prayer we offer now : Thy name be hallowed far and near ; To thee all nations bow ! 2 Thy kingdom come, thy will On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfill Thy perfect law above. 3 Our daily bread supply, Whileby thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity Forgive, as we forgive. & From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles defend ; Deliver in the evil hour, And guide us to the end ! 5 Thine, then, for ever be Glory and power divine ; The scepter, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are thine! 16 O " As a father pitieth his children." &- Psalm 103. 1 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel: He knows our feeble frame. 2 He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 3 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 4 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. 4-4-S "Descend in all Thy power." 1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! In this accepted hour, As on the day of Pentecost, Descend in all thy power. 2 "We meet with one accord In our appointed place, And wait the promise of our Lord, The Spirit of all grace. 3 Like mighty rushing wind Upon the waves beneath, Move with one impulse every mind ;. One soul, one feeling breathe. 4 The young, the old, inspire With wisdom from above; And give us hearts and tongues of fire, To pray, and praise, and love. 5 Spirit of light, explore And chase our gloom away, With luster shining more and more Unto the perfect day. 6 Spirit of truth, be thou, In life and death, our guide : O Spirit of adoption ! now May we be sanctified. l Iin them, and Thou in m*." 790. 1 Dear Saviour ! we are thine, By everlasting bands ; Our hearts, our souls, we would re;ign Entirely to thy hands. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK SEIR. S. M. m 177 i^smpPiiH^i CM— 4- T 4^4 _,:__] — k-, — 4=^ f-*-^ r r ' j j. i j j. , r- i ^=^? ^= r 2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh, let them ne'er prevail ! 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our Head ; Shall form in us thine image bright, And teach thy paths to tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay; But love shall keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear ? If he in heaven has fixed his throne, He '11 fix his members there. IOI 1 '■'■Letmedietliedmthoft'herigMeous: -J - 1 -- 1 -* Num. 23: 10. 1 On for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord ! Oh, be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward ! BOYLSTON. S. M. 2 Their bodies in the ground In silent hope may lie, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound Shall call them to the sky. 3 Their ransomed spirits soar, On wings of faith and love, To meet the Saviour they adore, And reign with him above. 4 With us their names shall live Through long, succeeding years, Embalmed with all our hearts can give, Our praises and our tears. 5 Oh for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord! Oh, be like theirs my last reposo, Like theirs my last reward ! Doxologt. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! 178 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ST. ANN'S. C. M. £ ife s S=4 f — F frail ; But thy Redeeme^^fove to thee, O Ziou tican notT&L 2 No : thy dear name engraven stands, In characters of love, On thine atoning Saviour's hands, And never shall remove. 3 Before his ever watchful eye Thy mournful state appears, And ever}' groan, and every sigh, Divine compassion hears. 4 O Zion ! learn to doubt no more ; Be every fear suppressed : Unchanging truth, and love and power, DwelTin thy Saviour's breast. AQf\ Diverse Influences of th e Gospel. ^ yu - 1 Cor. 1:23,24. 1 Christ and his cross are all our theme: The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jew's esteem, And folly to the Greek. 2 But souls enlightened from above With joy receive the word ; They see what wisdom, power, and love, Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores their fainting breath ; But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair, and death. 4 Till God diffuse his graces down, Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Apollos sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. DO A. U M is God which worketh in you." 1 Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth. Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace ; Born in the image of his Son, A new, peculiar race. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PETERBORO'. C. M. 183 r J r J r-r-r b r = f 3fc :J^d= ^=T^=^ M £ j± ?" w^zzt ^4 1 i ff 4=t fefes d^=i 3EE? =*=^ rr r rh-i==J ==j=f= ^===^ i i L I I ^ 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, Blows on the sons of flesh, New-models all the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake and rise From the long sleep of death ; On heavenly things we fix our eyes, And praise employs our breath. 1 H^Q " Ten thousand tongue* $7wuld join X U O O . f/ ie harmony." 1 Lord, at thy table I behold The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire that I Should find a welcome place — 2 I, who am all defiled with sin, A rebel to my God ! I, who have crucified thy Son, And trampled on his blood! 3 "What strange, surprising grace is this, That such a soul has room ! My Saviour takes me by the hand, My Jesus bids me come. 4 Te saints below, and hosts of heaven! In praise join all your powers : No theme is like redeeming love ! No Saviour is like ours ! 5 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord ! I 'd give them all to thee ; Had I ten thousand tongues, they all Should join the harmony. 105-4. Tlie, Saviour died for me. 1 Prepare us, Lord, to view th}- cross, Who all our griefs hast borne ; To look on thee, whom we have pierced — To look on thee, and mourn. £ "While thus we mourn, we would rejoice, And, as thy cross we sec, T Let each exclaim in faith and hope — " The Saviour died for me !" 1 C\(\(\ ' k A good profession he/ore many wit- ± \J U U . nesses."— 1 Tim. G : 12. 1 Witness, ye men and angels, now Before the Lord we speak ; To him we make our solemn vow A vow we dare not break : — 2 That, long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor from his cause will we depart Or ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength. But on his grace rely, That with returning wants the Lord Will all our need supply. 4 Oh, guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in thy ways : And, while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn thou our prayers to praise ! 1 AQ1 " Remember now thy Creator in Via *- u ° *■ • days of thy youth:'— Eccl. 12 ; 1. 1 PvEME^rBER thy Creator now, In these thy youthful days ;' He will accept "thy earliest vow, And listen to thy praise. 2 Remember thy Creator now, And seek him while he 's near ; For evil days will come, when thou Shalt find no comfort near. 3 Remember thy Creator now ; His willing servant be : Then, when thy head in death shall bow, He will remember thee. 4 Almighty God ! our hearts incline Thy heavenly voice to hear ; Let all our future days be thine, Devoted to thy fear. 184 3STEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ERNAN. L. M. I i l I T ' Bi B33 SSe&ssse- n ^ i J J,J rTr ^^ i — r~ n s ^ O . Christ our Examjile. 1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer: The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy victory, too. 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here : Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. 405. Strength by the Way. 1 Jesus, while this rough desert soil I tread, be thou my guide and stay : Nerve me for conflict and for toil ; Uphold me on my stranger-way ! 2 Jesus, in heaviness and fear, Mid cloud,and shade,and gloom,I stray, For earth's last night is drawing near ; Oh, cheer me on my stranger-way ! 3 Jesus, in solitude and grief, When sun and stars withhold their ray, Make haste, make haste to my relief! Oh, light me on my stranger- way ! 4 Jesus, in weakness of this flesh, When Satan grasps me for his prey, Oh, give me victory afresh, And speed me on my stranger-way ! 4 O o . "He dwelleth with you." 1 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ; 'T is he sustains my fainting heart : Else would my hope for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires, Can it be less than power divine, That animates these strong desires ? 3 And when my cheerful hope can say, I love my God, and taste his grace, Lord, is it "not thy blissful ray Which brings this dawn of sacred peace? 4 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love ; And light and heavenly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. 504." Come, ye heavy laden."— Writ 11 : 23. 1 " Come hither, all ye weary souls ; Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ! I '11 give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 "They shall find rest who learn of me: I 'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight : Mv yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mold and guide us at thy will. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ZEPHYR. L. M. 185 ^i s^:— ^r=a — g : I T -es — -& — m- mm- 33= 23= i i ■ ! i i J- i . j j J §^=S=^ i — r 6C O " Tlwu art my God ; early loitt J seek &£' Thee: 1 1 O God, thou art my God alone : Early to thee ray soul shall cry — A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land, whose springs are dry. 2 that it were as it hath been, When, praying in the holy place, Thy power and glory I have seen, And marked the footsteps of thy grace! 8 Tet,through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on thee my God : Thy hand unseen upholds my ways ; I safely tread where thou hast trod. 4 Thee, in the watches of the night, When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light ; Thy guardian wings are round my head. 5 Better than life itself thy lore, Dearer than all beside to me ; Tor whom have I in heaven above, Or what on earth, compared with thee ? 00-±. Bepose in God's Wisdom. 1 Whither, oh, whither should I fly, But to my loving Father's breast ! Secure within thine arms to lie, And safe beneath thy wings to rest ! 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see : Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 I have no skill the snare to shun ; Bat thou, O God, my wisdom art ; I ever into ruin run ; But thou art greater than my heart. i Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known ; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving thee alone. 3=j: W- 2± f\ 7Q "As thy days, so shall thy strength he." u ' °- Deut.88: 25. 1 While foes are strong, and danger near, A voice falls gently on my ear ; My Saviour speaks, he says to me, That " as my days, my strength shall be." 3 With such a promise need I fear For all that now I hold most dear? No : I will never anxious be, For, " as my days, my strength shall be." 3 When storms of trouble on me fall, And when my cup is mixed with gall, This promise will be sweet to me, That " as my days, my strength shall be." 4 And when at last I 'm called to die, Still on his promise I '11 rely ; Yes, Lord, I then will trust in thee, That " as my days, my strength shall be." 686. Deligh t in Christ. 1 Jesus, thou Jov of loving hearts! Thou Fount "of Life! "thou Light of men ! From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; Thou savest those that on thee call ; To them that seek thee thou art good, To them that find thee— All in All ! 3 We taste thee, O thou Living Bread, And long to feast upon thee still ; We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from thee to filL 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast ; Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, Blest,when our faith can hold thee fast. 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay, Make all our moments calm and bright; Chase tfie dark night of sin away, — ■ Shed o'er the world thy holy light ! 186 WW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FERRY. CM. 702. " Jesus alone deserves my heart." 1 Ye earthly vanities ! depart ; For ever hence remove ; Jesus alone deserves iny heart, And every thought of love. 2 His heart, where love and pity dwelt In all their softest forms, Sustained the heavy load of guilt For lost, rebellious worms. 8 Can I my bleeding Saviour view, And yet ungrateful prove ? And pierce his wounded heart anew, And grieve his injured love ? 4 Forbid it, Lord ! oh, bind this heart, This roving heart of mine, So firm that it may ne'er depart, In chains of love divine ! 821. « Giving All to God." 1 How can I sink with such a prop As my eternal God, "Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spreads the heavens abroad ? 2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead 1 Pardon and grace my soul receives From my exalted Head. 5 All that I am, and all I have Shall be for ever thine ; "Whate'er my duty bids me give, My cheerful hands resign. 4 Yet, if I might make some reserve, And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great, That I should give him all. 888."7£ is I; be not afraid."— Matt. 14: 27. 1 When waves of sorrow round me swell, My soul is not dismayed ; I hear a voice I know full well : "'TisI ; be not afraid." 2 When black the threatening clouds ap- pear, And storms my path invade, That voice shall calm each rising fear: " 'T is I ; be not afraid." 3 There is a gulf that must be crossed : Saviour ! be near to aid ; Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed, '"TisI; be not afraid." 4 There is a dark and fearful vale, — Death hides within its shade ; Oh, say, when flesh and heart shall fail, M 'T is I ; be not afraid I" 995. " Close to Thy bleeding side?* 1 For ever here my rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side ; This all my hope, and all my plea — For me "the Saviour died. 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, And cleanse and keep me clean. 3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own, Wash me, and mine thou art ; Wash me, but not my feet alone, — My hands, my head, my heart. 4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply, Till faith to sight improve ; Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love, 9 9 O . " Perfect us in love." X Tbt us, O God, and search the ground Of every sinful heart ; NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DENFIELD. CM. 187 Whate'er of sin in us is found, Oh, bid it all depart. 2 Help us to help each other, Lord, Each other's cross to bear ; Let each his friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. 3 Help us to build each other up, Our heart and life improve ; Increase our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. 4 L T p into thee, our living Head, Let us in all things grow, Till thou hast made us free, indeed, And spotless here below. 1100 "For ye have the poor always with L Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell obscure, And let our treasures still be spent, Like his, upon the poor. 2 Like him,through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world's sad weight, We, in their gloomy loneliness, Would seek the desolate. 3 For thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill ; And that thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. 4 Small are the offerings we can make ; Yet thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They lose not their reward. 1 1 01 " Te hare done it unto J/e. 1 ' J.J.U.L. Matt. 25: 40. 1 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! Thy bounties how complete ! How shall I count the matchless sum? How pay the mighty debt ? 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thine ? 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace ; And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou may'st be clothed and fed, And visited and cheered ; And, in their accents of distress, My Saviour's voice is heard. 5 Thy face, with reverence and with love I, in thy poor, would see ; Oh, rather let me beg my bread, Than keep it back from thee ! 40<£." Come, Iloly Spirit, heavenly Dove.* 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all tlry quickening 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 : Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ? Our love so faint* so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, I And that shall kindle oars. 188 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ELTON. 8s & 4. SE*£e3=EE* T=± m. ^—dz n=d=*l *=± t~t ^E " Haste thee ; escape ttiither." — Gen. 19 538. 1 Haste, trav'ler,haste! the night comes on, And many a shining hour is gone ; The storm is gathering in the west, And thou art far from home and rest : Haste, trav'ler, haste ! 2 The rising tempest sweeps the sky ; The rains descend, the winds are high ; The waters swell, and death and fear Beset thy path ; no refuge near : Haste, travTer, haste ! 3 Haste, while a shelter 3 r ou may gain, — A covert from the wind, and rain, — A hiding-place, a rest, a home, — A refuge from the wrath to come : Haste, trav'ler, haste ! 4 Then linger not in all the plain ; Flee for thy life — the mountain gain ; Look not behind ; make no delay ; Oh, speed thee, speed thee on thy way ! Haste, trav'ler, haste ! ABVILLE. 7s & 1177. 1 No, no, it is not dying To go unto our God ; This gloomy earth forsaking, Our journey homeward takinj Along the starry road. To die is gain." 2 No, no, it is not dying Heaven's citizen to be ; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing, From care and conflict free. [For other stanzas see next page.] NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. ADNAL. 8s. 189 J. 1 O . "Having a desire to depart" 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone ; Oh, bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to his throne. 2 My Saviour, whom absent I love ; 'Whom, not having seen, I adore ; Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion and power ; — 3 Dissolve thou these bands that detain My soul from her portion in thee, Ah ! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. 4 When that happy era begins, When arrayed in thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more, by my sins, The bosom on which I recline, — 5 Oh, then shall the vail be removed ! And round me thy brightness be pour'd; I shall meet him whom absent I loved, I shall see whom unseen I adored. C And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 12G1. •Wlutt must it be to l>e there!" 1 We speak of the realms of the blest, That country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confessed ; But what must it be to be there ! 2 We. speak of its pathways of gold, Its walls decked with jewels so rare, Its wonders and pleasures untold; But what must it be to be there I 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and within : But what must it be to be there ! 4 We speak of its service of love, The robes which the glorified wear, The church of the first-born above ; But what must it be to be there ! 5 Do thou, Lord, 'mid sorrow and woe, Still for heaven my spirit prepare, And shortly I also shall know, And feel what it is to be there. S No, no, it is not dying The Shepherd's voice to know : His sheep he ever leadeth, His peaceful flock he feedeth, Where living pastures grow. 4 No, no, it is not dying To wear a heavenly crown ; Among God's people dwelling The glorious triumph swelling Of him whose sway we own. Oh, no! this is not dying, Thou Saviour of mankind ! There streams of love are flowing, No hindrance ever knowing ; Here, only drops we find. 190 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BYRD. C. M. Double. 1 1ST TIME. | 2d TIME. 214. The God of my Life. 1 Father of mercies ! God of love ! My Father and my God ! I '11 sing the honors of thy name, And spread thy praise abroad. 2 In every period of my life Thy thoughts of love appear ; Thy mercies gild each transient scene, And crown each passing year. 3 In all thy mercies, may my soul A Father's bounty see ; Nor let the gifts thy grace bestows Estrange my heart from thee. 4 Teach me, in times of deep distress, To own thy hand, O God ! And in submissive silence learn The lessons of thy rod. 5 Through every period of my life, Each bright, each clouded scene, Give me a meek and humble mind, Still equal and serene. 6 Then may I close my eyes in death, Redeemed from anxious fear; For death itself, my God, is life, If thou be with me there. D 2i 7 . " for a closer walk with God." 1 Oh 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 ? 8 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never till. 4 Return, O holy Dove ! return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins 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. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 1 AQ/l "Brefliren, be not weary in welU J-Uf±. doing." 1 Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee, And pray to be forgiven, So let thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear ; Like thee, to do our Father's will, Our brother's griefs to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine ; And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as thine. 4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, "Father, thy will be done!" 5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame, Or brethren faithless prove, Then, like thine own, be all our aim To conquer them by love. 6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life, And follow thee to heaven! THE SABBATH HYMX AXD TUNE BOO] NAOMI. C. M. 101 f#F — 1- — s. s -1 — *»<- - -H -J ii ; " •£_• |N ! 1 . — l.._. — p 1 J 3= c r — <* -V- c r 3*= — m — 1 J 4- " U • — 1 1 —*f—W— J J 1»- — J— — » — l J — &— — i — —¥ — ^— ii 1 1 J- . — » 1 J. r- — 1 — r — rn he3^ -fc — h*- J_J_ P r i p t=? ^4 Z. Benevolence of GocTs Decrees. 1 Since all the varying scenes of time God's "watchful eye surveys, Oh, who so wise to choose "our lot, Or to appoint our ways ! 2 Good, when he gives, supremely good Nor less when he denies ; Ev'n crosses from his sovereign hand, Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind ! To his unerring, gracious will Be every wish resigned. 4 In thy fair book of life divine, My God, inscribe my name ; There let it fill some humble place Beneath my Lord the Lamb ! 846. The safe Heir eat. 1 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'T is here I find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If ihou, my God, art near ; Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 8 My great Protector, and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart ; Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart ! 4 Oh, never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ! Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 926. The One Petition. 1 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." JL U U i. . " Let me know my Father reigns" 1 My God, my Father, blissful name ! Oh, may I call thee mine ? May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? 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 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh, give me strength to bear ! And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 4 Thy sovereign ways are all unknown To my weak, erring sight ; Yet let my soul adoring own That all thy ways are right. DOXOLOGY. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works t o make him known, Or saints to love the Lord ! 192 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. JAYNES. 8s & 7s. Double. frJ.JM-1 Z±^ i i i r j , i J. ^-LJLJ I i r i ii riil :f_-»_J.J ! i r i '-ft • * r .o . * * r* * i fg o i k I 5=OE -f- ctt-» — "— i • — »— ••— ' 1-|— •- = -i»— L - i s> — i •— *— i s — 1 1 * * m ' p r m — y ■ »-»- u - J < e , i, r vs, i - \ , j, c; , ' f c ' F| i r fv 8 I k c/ J / ." Fi C/irist.— Micah 6: 6-5. 1 Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near, And bow myself before thy face ? How, in thy purer eyes, appear? What shall I bring to gaiu thy grace? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord our God ? Can these wash out my guilty stains ? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood- Alas ! they all must flow in vain. 3 What have I then wherein to trust ? I nothing have, I nothing am : Excluded is my every boast, My glory swallowed up in shame. 4 Guilty I stand before thy face ; On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 'T is just the sentence should take place, 'T is just — but oh, thy Son hath died 1 5 Jesus, the Lamb of God, hath bled ; He bore our sins upon his tree ; Beneath our curse he bowed his head ;' 'T is finished — he hath died for me ! 6 See, where before the throne he stand*. And pours the all-prevailing prayer 1 Points to his side, and lifts his hand?, And shows that I am graven there ! 7C> f\ " Who shall separate vs from the love oyj < of Christ r 1 Lord, didst thou die — but not for me? Am I forbid to trust thy blood ? Hast thou not pardons rich and free ; And grace, an overwhelming flood ? 2 Who, then, shall drive my trembling soul From thee to regions of despair ? Who has surveyed the sacred roll, And found my name not written there? 3 Presumptuous thought, to fix the bound, To limit mercy's sovereign reign : What other happy souls have found I '11 seek, nor shall I seek in vain. 4 I own my guilt, my sins confess : Can men or devils make them more ? Of crimes already numberless, Who will attempt to swell the score ? 5 Were all my crimes before my sight, While I remember thou hast died, They would but urge my speedier flight To seek salvation at thy side. 6 Low at thy feet I '11 cast me down, To thee reveal my guilt and fear ; And, if thou spurn me from thy throne, I '11 be the first who perished there. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. IOSCO. L. M. 197 i i I i . ' I , ' r i, irz J. J- J ir "lOA " 27ie wic* of the Lord is full of -*- ^ " ' maj esty." 1 Eternal God ! eternal King ! Ruler of heaven and earth beneath ! From thee our hopes,our comfortsspring; In thee we live, and move, and breathe. 2 Thy word brought forth the flaming sun, The changeful moon, the starry host : In thine appointed course they run, Till in the final ruin lost. 3 At thy command the storm is dumb ; And to the sea thy power hath said, " No further shalt thou dare to come, And here shall thy proud waves be stayed." 4 Thy sway is known below, above, And full of majesty thy voice : And, as it speaks, in wrath or love, The nations tremble or rejoice. 5 The final, awful hour is near, Time paces on with ceaseless tread, When opening graves that voice shall hear, And render up the sleeping dead. 6 Oh, in that great decisive day, May we be found in Christ, and stand, While flaming Avorlds shall melt away, Accepted, owned, at thy right hand ! Dc) t/ . " Lovest thou Me more than these?" 1 Lord, should my path thro' suffering lie, Forbid that I should e'er repine: Still let me turn to Calvary, Nor heed my griefs, rememb'ring thine. 2 Oh, let me think how thou didst leave Untasted, every pure delight, To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve, The toilsome day, the homeless night. 3 To faint, to grieve, to die for me ! Thou earnest not thyself to please : And, dear as earthly comforts be, Shall I not love thee more than these? 4 Yes : I would count them all but loss, To gain the notice of thine eye : Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross, But thou canst give the victory. 5 Sa thy needful grace afford On thee my trembling soul I cast: Perfect thy work within me, Lord, And own my worthless name at last. 7oO. Inconstant Trust. 1 When darkness long has vailed my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer ! then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 Straight I upbraid my wandering heart, And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbor one hard thought of thee ! 3 Oh, let me then at length be taught (What I am still so slow to learn), That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! But when my faith is sharply tried, I find myself a learner yet,— Unskillful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my Lord ! one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will ; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious child is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine ; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive ; Be shame and self-abasement mine. 198 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LISCHER. H. M. 4— J^-L ■-? r~c7P ^p=±3=*TL L^zpz^jr :«?=«?=*z:-gr :^===: T*=*Hfcii j j.hJ-J z*j. j i j j j J2 A I— R— -^zczibz: t&t rz-f=fz zzzS » — •■—» — f-m- -£i-PU y=£p razz^i *=£=£■- >§-z ^-e,-£ H £=ff 1 — i — r J J j J J±A Al rfczUZ&r gn 329. " Tlie Hood of His Cross."— Col. 1 : 20. 1 Ye saints, your music bring, Attuned to sweetest sound; Strike every trembling string, Till earth and heaven resound : The triumphs of the cross we sing ; Awake, ye saints, each joyful string 1 2 The cross, the cross alone, Subdued the powers of hell; Like lightning, from his throne The prince of darkness fell : The triumphs of the cross we sing ; Awake, ye saints, each joyful string ! S The cross hath power to save From all the foes that rise ; The cross hath made the grave A passage to the skies : The triumphs of the cross we sing ; Awake, ye saints, each joyful string! 1A90 " Gird TJiy sicord upon Thy thigh, Q J. U O O. Mo8t M ightij /•'— Psalin 45. 1 Girt* on thy conquering sword ! Ascend thy shining car, And march, Almighty Lord ! To wage the holy war : Before his wheels, I Ye valleys, rise, In glad surprise, | And sink, ye hills ! 2 Before thine awful face Millions of foes shall fall, The captives of thy grace- That grace which conquers all : The world shall I What wondrous know, things Great King of kings! Thine arm can do ! 3 Here to my willing soul Bend thy triumphant way ; Here every foe control, And all thy power display : My heart,thy throne,! Bows low to thee x Blest Jesus, see, | To thee alone ! 1074. " Clirist is our Corner-stone? 1 Christ is our Corner-stone; On him alone we build ; With his true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled: On his great love I Of present grace Our hopes we place, | And joys above. 2 Oh, then, with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring ! Our voices we will raise, The Three in One to sing ; And thus proclaim I Both loud and long, In joyful song, | Thatglorious Name. 3 Here, gracious God, do thou For evermore draw nigh ; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh : In copious shower, I Each holy day, On all who pray, | Thy blessings pour, 4 Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore, And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore, — Until that day I To endless rest When all the blest | Are called away. NEW SABBATH HYMN AS O TUNE BOOK. LENOX. II. M. 109 4-4—1- 1,1111- rrTTrrr ifr f " r r r r rrv^^^r~f nr^ w yr-wirz\r r f Jr r~rit~i » P-1 1 K-»- -I 1 1 F- 1 I I FF J — 1 — |_*L rrrit i — i — t i— rr-r 229. w Constant Frie nd. 1 To God, the mighty Lord, Your joyful thanks repeat; To him due praise afford, As good as he is great ; For God doth prove our constant friend ; His boundless lovo shall never end. 2 He, in our depths of woes, On us with favor thought ; And from our deadly foes In peace and safety brought : For God doth prove our constant friend ; His boundless love shall never end. 8 He doth the food supply, On which all creatures live ; To God, who reigns on high, Eternal praises give: For God doth prove our constant friend ; His boundless love shall never end. ■m=m=m- t=P=t 5* jEEEQjEE 523. Tlit, Year of Jubilee. 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound I Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made ; Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad: The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in his blood To all the world proclaim : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 4 The gospel trumpet hear-*" The news of heavenly grace ; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 872. One Lord, one faith, one baptism.* 1 One sole baptismal sign, One Lord, below, above, One faith, one hope divine, One only watchword — Love : From different temples though it rise, One song ascendeth to the skies. 2 Our sacrifice is one ; One Priest before the throne ; The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone ! And sighs from contrite hearts that springy Our chief, our choicest offering. 3 Head of thy church beneath ! The catholic, the true, On all her members breathe; Her broken frame renew ! Then shall thy perfect will be done When Christians love and live as one. 200 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ANTIOCH. C. M. dfci SggqEE gJff P3BP •~g-ft — i— ft— ^4 TtP L. U C Ltd ^•S 1 ^ w — jR5=3£ ■I. , *~ »» ^^-jui His love can ne'er be told. 2G7. - - - - p> Observe that in singing the tune " Antioch " the last line of each stanza is sung three times, and also that in the last repetition the first two syllables are also repeated. 256. « The voice of praise." B u : W ?, e , n .7 0U m{ * e ? our h jg hest notes, 1 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose breath our souls inspired ; Loud and more loud the anthems raise, With grateful ardor fired. 2 LifUrp to God the voice of praise, Whose goodness, passing thought, Loads every moment, as it flies, With benefits unsought. 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, From -whom salvation flows ; Who sent his Son our souls to save From everlasting woes. 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise, For hope's transporting ray, Which lights through darkest shades of death To realms of endless day. ZbZ. " Greater love hath no man than Has." 1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and, oh, amazing love r — He ran to our relief. 3 Down froittthe shining seats above With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, fortius love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak ! 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ! Strike all your harps of gold ! * Unto us a Chile? in born." Isaiah 9:6,7. 1 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given ; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored ; The Wonderful, the Counselor, The great and mighty Lord ! 3 His power, increasing, still shall spread; His reign no end shall know : Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 4 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given ; The Wonderful, the Counselor, The mighty Lord of heaven. ^ ' ' • "Joy to the world /" 1 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepaie him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns! Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NEW YORK TUNE. C. M. 201 £#&*= -p- 1 1 -r-^- T* TTTt -■■ I ! — r^— 1—1 m. ~- 1 , \ , * c* If 4~ i —9 .3* ■•- 'l — r-» — r i a 1 1 r r I i — « — 1-»- — - 1 -rS _1J- — s- 1 — © — — L tf 1 1 — « — 1 1 r » - i {Sz&T 1 -r 1 • 1 -H — \ 1 1 I 1 T" * — : iJ qa^-j h — u -T— 4- L- :=t - 1 'I -t~ -^ J J [- F r 'i, i 1 J- 1 ^>b r if — — l» r r -4- j l T 6 h I If—' H r — ^— -* i. f r J 11 r r i i ^w i — P — ^ i - 1 " _L — — 1 — -^a — I JL^ =1 L^ — iL 1 33/ . The Xew Song.— Rev. 5. 1 Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around, With vials full of odor sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise : Jesus is kind to our complaints : He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid ! Salvation, glory, joy, remain For ever"on thy head ! 5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast set the prisoners free, Hast made us kino;s and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. Qfto "Lift up your hearfx, ye gates." OUO. Psalm 24. 1 Lift up your heads, eternal gates ! Unfold, to entertain The King of glory; see ! he comes, With his celestial train. 2 Who is this King of glory — who ? The Lord, for strength renowned ; In battle mighty ; o'er his foes Eternal Victor crowned. 3 Lift up your heads, ye gates ! unfold^ In state to entertain The King of glory ; see ! he comes, With all his shining train. 1 Who is the King of glory— who ? The Lord of hosts renowned : Of erlory he alone is King, "VVho is with glory crowned. 007 "Shout unto Goo: u-ith the voice of trv 00 < . umph." — Psalm 47. 1 Arise, ye people, and adore; Exulting, strike the chord ! Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord. 2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, Th' ascending God proclaim ; Th' angelic choir respond the sound, And shake creation's frame. 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour ; And God exalts his conquering Son To his right hand of power. •i Oh, shout ye people, and adore; Exulting strike the chord ! Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord I IJ.O0. "Welcome, each closing year.'''' 1 Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes, And lift you voices high ; Awake, and praise the sovereign love, That shows salvation nigh. 2 Swift on the wings of time it flies, Each moment brings it near; Then welcome, each declining day ! Welcome each closing year 1 . 3 Not many years their round shall run, Not many mornings rUe, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course! Ye mortal powers, decay ! Fast as ye bring the night" of death, Ye bring eternal day. 202 XEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ONLAND. J U^-4 ~ «g - ^ S= =f i J J J J / 6 . t"7os 12 . 1S _25. 1 Not to the mount that burned with flame, To darkness, tempest, and the sound Of trumpets' tone that, startling, came, Nor voice of words that rent the ground, While Israel heard with trembling awe Jehovah thunder forth his law, — 2 But to mount Zion we are come, The city of the living God, Jerusalem our heavenly home, The courts by angel-legions trod ; Where meet in everlasting love The Church of the first-bom above ; — 3 To God, the Judge of quick and dead, The perfect spirits of the just. Jesus, our great new-covenant Head, The blood of sprinkling, — from the dust, That better things than Abel's cries, And pleads a Saviour's sacrifice. 4 Oh, hearken to the healing voice, That speaks from heaven, in tones so mild! To-day, are life and death our choice ; To-day, through mercy reconciled, Our all to God we yet may give : Now let us hear his voice, and live. mK u Thou wentest forth for the salvation °' of thy people r 1 Like Israel's host to exile driven, Across the flood the pilgrims fled ; Their hands bore up the ark of Heaven, And Heaven their trusting footsteps led, Till on these savage shores they trod, And won the wilderness for God. 2 Then, when their weary ark found rest, Another Zion proudly grew ; In more than Judah's glory dressed, With light that Israel never knew : From sea to sea her empire spread, Her temple heaven, and Christ her Head. 3 Then, let the grateful church, to-day, Its ancient rite with gladness keep ; And still our fathers' God display His kindness, though the lathers sleep : Oh, bless, as thou hast blest the past, While earth,and time ,and heaven shall last! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. PETERSBURG!!. L. M. 6 lines. I I'M I I |/~ I , 205 tr — ' — p — if — i — r~f — r f — n~ : — >~~^ — r — i i r— ^- c i-^ir g-nt: t ,_,_! t-r-l |-rJ-J !-,-4^L, U-t^ U-| ,--- J r I— h^ ^T-- -«? ■ *— •— FS-^-i-t— ^ — F6 ashamed at His OU-j. coming." 1 And art thou, gracious Master, gone, A mansion to prepare for me ? Shall I behold thee on thy throne, And there for ever sit with thee ? Then let the world approve or blame, I'll triumph in thy glorious name ! 2 Should I, to gain the world's applause, Or to escape its harmless frown, Refuse to love and plead thy cause, And make thy people's lot my own, — "What shame would fill me in that day, "When thou thy glory wilt display ! 3 No ; let the world cast out my name, And vile account me, if they will ; If to confess the Lord be shame, I purpose to be viler still : For thee, my God, I all resign, Content if I can call thee mine. 4 What transport then shall fill my heart, When thou my worthless name wilt "When I shall see thee as thou art, [own; And know as I myself am known ! From sin and fear and sorrow free, My soul shall find its rest in thee. 823. " Thee will 1 'lover 1 Thee will Hove, my Strength and Tower, Thee will I love, my Joy and Crown, Thee will I love withall my power, In all rav works, — and thee alone ; Thee will I love, till that pure fire Fills my whole soul with strong desire. 2 In darkness willingly I strayed, I sought thee, yet from thee I roved ; Far wide my wandering thoughts were spread, Thy creatures more than thee I loved : And now, if more at length I see, 'Tis through thy light,and comes from thee. 8 I thank thee, uncreated Sun, That thy bright beams on me have shined; I thank thee, who Lust overthrown My foes, and healed my wounded mind ; I thank thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. ■4 Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown ; Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; Thee will I love beneath thy frown Or smile, thy scepter or thy rod : What though my heart and flesh decay, Thee shall I love in endless day. "I "I X9 " The day U Thine, the night also is J. J. U-j . Tiiiner—VsaXm 74. 1 Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see : Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee ; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair ami bright are thine. 2 When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, — Those hues that mark the sun's decline, So soft, so radiant, Lord, are thine. 3 When youthful spring aroundus breathes, Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh, And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath thy kindling eye: Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and "bright are thine. ±Jti { . " I know whom I have believed." 1 Mr Saviour ! can it ever be, And wilt thou deign to smile on me ? Yes ! thou wilt own me on that day, — Thou wilt not cast my soul away ; I know in whom I have believed ; I know by whom I am received. 3 'T is even so, my dying Lord ! Cleansed by thine all-atoning blood, I venture to believe, that day, When heaven and earth shall pass away. W r ill bring me bliss without alloy, And consummate and crown my joy. 206 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MANOAH. C. M. r — L f — r^ f-Sr — ^r^rn* f — r ^ — • f 4 49. '• 7b 7%-ee /or 7t€?j7 tee cry." 1 Spirit of truth ! on this thy day, To thee for help we cry, To guide us through the dreary way Of dark mortality. 2 Wc ask not. Lord, the cloven flame, Or tongues of various tone ; But long thy praises to proclaim With fervor in our own. 3 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams" we share; Yet hope to feel thy comfort near, And bless thee in our prayer. 4 When tongues shall cease and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do thou thy trembling servants stay With faith, and hope, and love. i 1 . Christ above all else. 1 Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord, Is to he one with thee. 2 The sense of thine expiring love Into my soul convey : Thyself bestow ! for thee alone, My All in All, I pray. 5 Less than thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore ; More than thyself I can not crave, And thou canst give no more. 4 Whate'er consists not with thy love, Oh, teach me to resign ! I 'm rich to all th' intents of bliss, If thou, O Lord, art mine. 73^. Christ is min e. 1 When blest with that transporting view, That Jesus died for me, For this sweet hope what praise is due, God of grace, to thee! 2 And may T hope that Christ is mine ? That source of every bliss, That noblest gift of love divine ? What wondrous grace is this ! 3 My highest praise, alas, how poor ! How cold my warmest love ! Dear Saviour, teach me to adore As angels do above. 4 Then shall my joyful powers unite In more exalted lays, And join the happy sons of light In everlasting praise. 744. Fullness of Redemption. 1 If thou impart thyself to me, No other good I need : If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 1 shall be free indeed. 2 I can not rest till m thy blood I full redemption have ; But thou, through whom I come to God, Canst to the utmost save. 3 From sin, — theguilt, thepower, the pain, Tbou wilt redeem my soul : Lord, I believe — and not in vain ; My faith shall make me whole. 4 I, too, with thee, shall walk in white ; With all thy saints shall prove The length, and breadth, and depth and height Of everlasting love. 787. " Saviour, Thyself reveal? 1 Saviour, to me thyself reveal, While here on earth I rove ; Speak to my heart, and let me feel The kindling of thy love. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ARLINGTON. C. M. 207 ! 7t^~ -^j— r— — s — \- !— — s< — 1 -> 1 .tf 1 *z> - i u ! ^1 !I 5*= "1 1 J- -* — J J. — i J 1 £?- II J. i j 1 J — £7 — ~r !sse_ 4= — . 1 — ' i" U» (- -tf^- ■ 1 19— 1 "I t l -F 2 With thee conversing, I forget All time and toil and care ; Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If thou, my God, art here. 3 Here, then, my God, be pleased to stay, And make my heart rejoice ; My bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice. 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; Thy face, O God, I seek — Attend the whisper of thy grace, And hear thee inly speak. E> Let this my every hour emplov, Till I thy glory see, Enter into my Master's joy, And find my heaven in thee. olo. "JVb?0, Lord, I would be Thine alone." 1 As by the light of opening day The stars are all concealed, So earthly pleasures fade away When Jesus is revealed. 2 These pleasures now no longer please, No more content afford ; Far from my heart be joys like these, For I have seen the Lord. 3 Now, Lord ! I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee ; But may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless one like me ? 4 Yes ; though of sinners I 'm the worst, I can not doubt thy will ; For if thou hadst not loved me first, I had refused thee still. obZ. The Spirit oj Peace. — Psal m 1 33. 1 Spirit of peace! celestial Dove ! How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift thao Christian love Thy gracious power displays. 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower That silently distills, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion's fruitful hills, — 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, Till universal peace and love O'er all the earth extend ! Q11 "I dwell zcith him that is of a humbla ^J-J- spirit." 1 Thy home is with the humble, Lord ! The simplest are the best ; Thy lodging is in child-like hearts ; Thou makest there thy rest. 2 Dear Comforter ! eternal Love ! If thou wilt stay with me, Of lowly thoughts and simple ways I '11 build a house for thee. 3 Who made this beating heart of miae But thou, my heavenly Guest ? Let no one have it, then, but thee, And iet it be thy rest ! 912. TJie Simplicity of Christ. 1 Oh, see how Jesus trusts himself Unto our childish love ! As though by his free ways with us Our earnestness to prove. 2 His sacred name a common word On earth he loves to hear ; There is no majesty in him Which love may not come near. 3 The light of love is round his feet, His paths are never dim ; And he comes nigh to us when we Dare not come nigh to him. 4 Let us be simple with him, then, Not backward, stiff, nor coid, As though our Bethlehem could be What Sinai was of old. 208 NEW SABBATH HYMN AXD TUXE BOOK MISSIONARY HYMN. 7s & Cs. Double. CZl 1 1— ^-r- 1 fca C : 1 _l , ■^ V-r, H 1 1 L__ I -J- I I I^H^Iee!! J- J. J. . ^ — i — i — r-F J I—! p—f -^ = ^~t~Tt f $=Z2Z ^E^E i i r? t^f S tr-j — fct :fct J- i J J. A i I JL ;s=g=E — ,— 4-P — g^=* -i — r- :£=:-[ ii 2i-Ju . "Uiave clwscn you?' — John 15 : 16. 1 'T is not that I did choose thee, For, Lord, that could not be ; This heart would still refuse thee, But thou hast chosen me : Thou from the sin that stained me Hast made me pure and free ; Of old thou hast ordained me . That I should live to thee. 2 'T was sovereign mercy called me, And taught my opening mind ; The world had else enthralled me, To heavenly glories blind. My heart owns none above thee ; For thy rich grace I thirst ; This knowing, if I love thee, Thou must have loved me first. 894. " Be strong in the Lord.'" 1 O faint and feeble-hearted, Why thus cast down with fear ? Fresh aid shall be imparted ; Thy God unseen is near. 2 His eye can never slumber, He marks thy cruel foes ; Observes their strength, their number, And all thy weakness knows. 3 Though heavy clouds of sorrow Make dark thy path to-day, There may shine forth to-mc rrow Once more a cheering ray. 4 Though doubts and griefs assailing Conceal heaven's fair abode ; Yet now faith's power prevailing Should stay thy mind on God. 1051. An ancient Sacramental Hymn. 1 O Bread to pilgrims given, O Food that angels eat, O Manna sent from heaven, For heaven-born natures meet ! Give us for thee long pining, To eat till richly filled : Till earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled ! 2 O Water, life-bestowing, From out the Savioui 's heart, A fountain purely flowing, A fount of love thou art ! Oh let us, freely tasting, Our burning thirst assuage ! Thy sweetness never wasting, Avails from age to age. 3 Jesus, this feast receiving, We thee unseen adore ; Thv faithful world believing, We take— and doubt no more: Give us, thou true and loving, On earth to live in thee ; Then death, the vail removing, Thy glorious face to see ! ZION. 8 ^>5— - 1 — - > c BTEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. . 7s & 4. r i: -w= TT 1 _^ : T gE = ^ i i r ^ Sg^fe i 209 F~ r S : ^SEEJS d=c -6^-T*- :<=£ f B=5= & 1 0^1 "JTear, Israel, I am God, even thy 1Uo1 - God." 1 On the mountain's top appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands : Mourning captive ! God himself will loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and monrnful ? Have thy friends unfaithful proved? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? Cease thy mourning ! Zion still is well beloved. God, thy God will now restore thee ; He himself appears thy Friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee ; Here their boasts and triumphs end : Great deliverance Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 4 Enemies no more shall trouble, — All thy wrongs shall be redressed ; For thy shame thou shalt have double, In thy Maker's favor blest : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. 1127. " TJiy kingdom conn?."— Matt. 6: 10. 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Look, my soul ! be still, — and gaze ; See the promises advancing To a glorious day of grace : Blessed jubilee! Let thy glorious morning dawn. 2 Let the dark, benighted pagan, Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest, Once obtained "on Calvary : Let the gospel Loud resound, from pole to pole! 14 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness — Grant them, Lord, the glorious light : Now from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night ; Let redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ! Win and conquer,— never cease; May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply and still increase : Sway thy scepter, Saviour ! all the world around. 1 A o . The Judgm en t welcomed. 1 Lo ! he cometh — countless trumpets Wake to life the slumbering dead ; Mid ten thousand saints and angels, See their great, exalted Head : Hallelujah : Welcome, welcome, Son of God ! 2 Full of joyful expectation, Saints behold the Judge appear! Truth and justice go before him — Now the ioyful sentence hear : Hallelujah ! W T elcome, welcome, Judge divine ! 3 " Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into life and joy ; Banish all your fears and sorrows ; Endless praise be your employ :" Hallelujah ! Welcome, welcome to the skies ! Doxologt. Great Jehovah, we adore thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne; Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One I 210 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MAITLAND. C. M. Z (J 1 . God a sure Defense. 1 Ye humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, supremely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care ; In him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his well-beloved Son, To save our souls from sin : 'T is here he makes his goodness known, And proves it all divine. 4 To this dear Refuge, Lord, we come, And here our hope relies ; A safe defense, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely' free. 6 Great God ! to thine almighty love What honors shall we raise ? Not all the raptured songs above Can render equal praise. o£o. " The Love of Christ constraineth «i" 1 Jesus, in thy transporting name What blissful glories rise ! Jesus — the angels' sweetest theme The wonder of the skies ! 2 Well might the skies with wonder view A love so strange as thine ! No thought of angels ever knew Compassion so divine ! 3 Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky To bear our sins and woes ? 1^1 And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die For vile, rebellious foes ? 4 Is there a heart that will not bfnd To thy divine control ? Descend, O sovereign Love, descend, And melt the stubborn soul ! 5 Oh, may our willing hearts confess Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ! Glad captives of resistless grace, Thy pleasing rule obey. 6 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign, Till rebels rise no more ; Thy praise all nature then shall join, And heaven and earth adore. 1 1 Q A " They come, they come — thine exiled 1L03:. bands. n 1 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust Exalt thy fallen head ; Again in thy Redeemer trust ; He calls thee from the dead. 2 Awake, awake ! put on thy strength, Thy beautiful array ; The day of freedom dawns at length, The Lord's appointed day. 3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth ; Say to the south, " Give up thy charge," And keep not back, O north ! 4 They come, they come! — thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, And hasten to their home. 5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, And God his works destroy, With songs thy ransomed shall return, And everlasting joy. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NEW YORK TUNE. C. M. 4- flSHIiiei =r mm r-f 211 3=«k^ J—4- i i i i # Hi P $= il ?=: 87A Blessedness of the Communion of 1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, Aucl saved by grace alone : Walking in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, — Their mighty joys we know : They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we, in hymns below. 3 Thee, in thy glorious realm, they praise And bow before thy throne: We, in the kingdom of thy grace ;— The kingdoms are but one. 4 The holy to the holiest leads ; From thence our spirits rise : And he that in thy statutes treads Shall meet thee in the skies. Oil. * Of one heart and of one soul." 1 Blest be the dear, uniting love, That will not let us part : Our bodies may far off remove ; We still are one in heart. 2 Joined in one spirit to our head, Where he appoints wp go ; We stid in Jesus' footsteps tread, And show his praise below. 3 Oh, may we ever walk in him, And nothing know beside ! Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucified ! 4 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, The same in mind and heart, Not joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place, Nor life, nor death, can part. ■ Sympathy like that of Christ? Luke 10 : 3U— 37. 873. 1 Father of mercies, send thy grace, All-powerful from above, To form in our obedient souls The image of thy love. 2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe ! 3 When poor and helpless sons of grief In deep distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus looked on dying men, When throned above the skies, And in the Father's bosom blest, He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground, And made the richest of his blood A balm for every wound ! OQO '■'■They shall he as Mount ZionP <->oo. rsalm 125< 1 Unshaken as the sacred hill, And fixed as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, That leans, O Lord, on thee ! 2 Not walls, nor hills, could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love, That every saint surround. 3 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on - To the bright gates of paradise, Where Christ, their Lord, is gone, Doxology. To FathciySon, and Holy Ghost, One GocH whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore I 212 WARE. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. L. M. afcz*=32: -E-^l — =rai: — I— r— H in^g =q^zH-t =t: - r r i r f r f if 1 , ', ■, T > f 3t3fczrff=*=z*- :t=t: S feEEi: /Id." Flow fast, my tears /"—Luke 22 : 62. 1 Flow fast, my tears ! the cause is great ; This tribute claims an injured Friend — One whom I long pursued with hate, And yet he loved me to the end. 2 Fast flow my tears, — yet faster flow ! Stream copious as yon purple tide : 'T was I that dealt the deadly blow ; I urged the hand that pierced his side. 3 Fast, and yet faster flow my tears ! Love breaks the heart, and drowns the eyes; His visage marred toward heaven he rears, And, pleading for his murderers, dies ! 78o. Unto Jesus. 1 See a poor sinner, dearest Lord, Whose soul, encouraged by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And then would look, — and look again. 2 Ah ! bring a wretched wanderer home, Now to thy footstool let me come, And tell thee all my grief and pain, And wait and look, — and look again. S Take courage, then, my trembling soul ; One look from Christ will make thee whole : Trust thou in him, 't is not in vain, But wait and look, — and look again. 4 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne ; Look to his grace, and not your own ; There wait and look, and look again ; You shall not wait, nor look in vain. 5 Ere long that happy day will come, When I shall reach my blissful home ; And when to glory I attain, Oh, then I '11 look,— and look again ! R4. " Return unto thy rest, my soul.'" t7 °*« Psalm 116. 1 Return, my soul, unio thy rest, From vain pursuits and maddening cares, From lonely woes that wring thy breast, The world's alluring, fatal" snares. 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul, From allthe wanderings of thy thought, From sickness unto death made whole, Safe through a thousand perils brought. 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return, From passions every hour at strife : Sin's works and ways and wages spurn ; Lay hold upon eternal life. 4 God is thy Rest ; with heart inclined To keep his word, that word believe : Christ is thy Rest ; with lowly mind, His light and easy yoke receive. 1091 Prayer of the Church in Time of Be- ±\JA±. sertion.— Psalm 80. 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep I 2 Thy church is in the desert now ; Shine from on high, and guide us thro' ; Turn us to thee, thy love restore : We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 3 Hast thou not planted with thy hand A lovely vine in this our land ? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dew enrich the ground ? 4 How did the spreading branches shoot. And bless the nations with their fruit t But now, O Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 5 Return, almighty God, return ! Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved and sigh no more! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HAMBURG. L. M. i i 213 r- r , r, i~f-^> r J- 2.1 1 Bom. 8 : 85-39. 1 Who, who can part our ransomed souls From Jesus and his love ; Or break the sacred chain that hinds The earth to heaven above ? 2 Let troubles rise, and terrors frown, And days of darkness fall ; — Through him all dangers we'll defy, And more than conquer all. 3 Nor death, nor life, nor earth, nor hell, Nor time's destroying sway, Can e'er efface us from his heart, Or make his love decay. 4 Each coming period he will bless, As he hath blest the past ; He loved us from the first of time, — He loves us to the last. X. U 1 . " ffis grace was not in vain .' , 1 Amazing grace ! (how sweet the sound !) That saved a wretch like me : I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved : How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 8 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come ; 'T is grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. X 1 U . « Neither do I condemn thee." 1 Oh, if thy brow, serene and calm, From earthly stain is free, View not with scorn the erring one, — He once was pure like thee. 3 Oh, if the smiles of love are thine, Its joyous ecstasy, Shun not the poor, forsaken one, — He once was loved like thee ! 3 And still, 'mid shame, and guilt, and woe, ' One being loves him still, Who, blessing thee, hath poured on him The world's extremest ill. 4 He knows the secret lure which led Those youthful steps astray ; He knows that they who holiest are Might fall from him away. 5 Then, with the love of him who said, "Go thou, and sin no more," Save, save the sinner from despair, And peace and hope restore ! 1 9AO "In my Father's house are many x£i\)\J. mansions" 1 When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge 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. DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 216 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. YOAKLET. L. M. 6 lines. J L 0\)Ji. The constraining Love of CJirist. 1 love divine, what hast thou done! The Lord of life hath died for me! The Father's coeternal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree : Th' incarnate God for me hath died ; The Lord, my Love, was crucified. 2 Sinners, behold, as 3*0 pass by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace, Come, sinners, see your Saviour die, And say, was ever grief like his ! Come, feel with me his blood applied ; The Lord, my Lcve f was crucified ;— 3 Was crucified for you and me, To bring us, rebels, back to God ;• Salvation now for us is free ; His church is purchased with his blood: Pardon and life flow from his side ; The Lord, my Love, is crucified. 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, And gladly catch the healing stream ; All things for him account but dross, And give up all our hearts to him : Of nothing think or speak beside — The Lord, my Love, was crucified. 1 . The return in g Wa n derer. 1 Weary of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return, I hear, and bow beneath the rod ; For thee, not without hope, I mourn : I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the throne of love. 2 Jesus, full of truth and grace ! More full of grace than I of sin ; Yet once again I seek thy face, Open thine arms and take me in ; And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore ; Oh, for thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more ! The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer. / U-±. Longing to follow Christ. 1 More hard than marble is my heart, And foul with sins of deepest stain ; But thou the mighty Saviour art, Nor flowed thy cleansing blood in vain : Ah, soften, melt this rock, and may Thy blood wash all these stains away ! 2 Oh that I, as a little child, >May follow thee, and never rest, Till sweetly thou hast breathed thy mild And lowly mind into my breast ! May I be one, O Lord, with thee, And never parted may we be. 3 Still let thy love point out my way : How wondrous things that" love hath wrought ! Still lead me, lest I go astray ; Direct my word, inspire my thought : And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know thy love is near. 4 In suffering be thy love my peace ; In weakness be thy love my power ; And, when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus ; in that momentous hour, In death, as life, be thou my guide, And save me, who for me hast died ! NEW SABBATH IIYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OLEAN. L. M. 6 lines. 217 ££. :t=t= ==£ ■--^ 2d 3t *F - 253. Christ All in AU. 1 Thou hidden Source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient Love Divine, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am, if thou art mine ! And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in thy name. 2 Jesus, my All in All thou art, My rest in toil, my ease in pain ; The healing- of my broken heart ; In strife, my peace ; in loss my gain ; My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; In shame, my glory and my crown ; — 3 In want, my plentiful supply ; In weakness, my almighty power ; In bonds, my perfect liberty ; My light, in Satan's darkest hour; Thee, in each grief, my joy I call ; My life in death, my All in All ! 662. ■ Thou hidden Love of God."' 1 Thou hidden Love of God, whose height Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows, I see from far thy beauteous light ; Inly I sigh for thy repose : My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in thee ! 2 Is there a thing beneath the sun, That strives with me my heart to share ? Ah ! tear it thence, and feign alone, The Lord of every motion there : Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it lias found repose in thee ! 760. " My soul tmsteth in Thee." I Do not I trust in thee, O Lord ? Do I not rest in thee alone ? Is not the comfort of thy word The sweetest cordial I have known ? When vexed with care, bowed down with grief, Where else could I obtain relief? 2 And is it not my chief desire To feel as if a stranger here ? Do not my hopes and" thoughts aspire Beyond this transitory sphere ? And art thou not, while here I roam, My hope, my hiding-place, my home ? 3 Oh, yes ! these things are ever true ; Thy promise is for ever sure ; And all I now am passing through, And all that I may still endure, Will but endear thy word to me, And draw me nearer, Lord, to thee. 4 And now on thee I cast my soul, Come life or death, come ease or pain; Thy presence can each fear control, Thy grace can to the end sustain : Thosewhomthoulovest,heavenlyFriend, Thou lovest even to the end ! t7 1 / . Prayer for Likeness to God. 1 Now, my God, thou hast my soul ; No longer mine but thine I am ; Guard thou thine own, possess the whole; Cheer it with hope, with love inflame: To thee, the Lord of earth and skies, I come a living sacrifice. 2 Send down thy likeness from above, And this let my adorning be : Clothe me with wisdom, patience, love, With lowliness and purity, — Than gold and pearls more precious far, And brighter than the morning star. 3 Lord, arm me with thy Spirit's might, Since I am called by thy great name : In thee let all my thoughts unite, Of all my works be thou the aim; Thy love attend me all my days, And all my pleasure be thy praise ! 218 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OVIO. 8a&7s. 269. The Song of the Angels.— Luke 2. 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices ; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, Hear them chant in hymns of joy : 11 Glory in the highest, glory ! Glory be to God most high ! 8 " Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ! Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth his praises sing ! Oh, receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King ! 5 " Haste, ye mortals, to adore him ; Learn his name, and taste his joy : Till in heaven ye sing before him, 4 Glory be to God most high 1 ' " 3 / 1 . Worship of the living Christ 1 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 2 There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 2 Worship, honor, power and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; t — r Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it us for is to give. 4 Help, ye bright angelic spirits ! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays : Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; Help to chant Immanuel's praise. I would love TJiee. v 649. 1 I would love thee, God and Father 1 My Redeemer, and my King ! I would love thee ; for, without thee, Life is but a bitter thing. 2 I would love thee ; every blessing Flows to me from out thy throne : I would love thee — he who loves the© Never feels himself alone. 3 I would love thee ; look upon me, Ever guide me with thine ej'e : I would love thee ; if not nourished By thy love, my soul would die. 4 I would love thee ; may thy brightness Dazzle my rejoicing eyes ! I would love thee ; may thy goodness Watch from heaven o'er all I prize. 5 I would love thee, I have vowed it ; On thy love my heart is set : While I love thee, I will never My Redeemer's blood forget. J- -1- \J .j . storehouse."' 1 With my substance I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord ; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WORTHING. 8s&7s. 219 2 While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim, Let his friends of every station, Gladly join to spread his fame. 3 Be his kingdom now promoted, Let the earth her Monarch know ; Be my all to him devoted; To my Lord my all I owe. 4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations ! Praise him, all ye hosts above ! Shout, with joyful acclamations, His divine, victorious love ! f\ 7 T " Tinder His win as sh alt thou trust." u ' ' • Psalm 91. 1 Call the Lord thy sure salvation, Rest beneath th' Almighty's shade ; In his secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismayed ! 2 There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. 3 Thee, tho' winds and waves are swelling, God, thy hope, shall bear through all ; Plague shall not come nigh thy dwelling, Thee no evil shall befall. 4 He shall charge his angel legions Watch and Vard o'er thee to keep, Though thou walk thro' hostile regions, Though in desert wilds thou sleep. 5 Since, with firm and pure affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection He shall shield thee from above. 1023. " Zion, city of o ur God." 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken Chose thee for his own abode. 2 Lord, thy church is still thy dwelling, Still is^precious in thy sight ; Judah's temple far excelling, Beaming with the gospel's light. 3 On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake her sure repose? With salvation's wall surrounded, She can smile at all her foes. 4 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken Chose thee for his own abode. 4^b."-4?icZ the light sldneth in darkness." 1 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death ! Rise on us, thyself revealing, Rise and chase the clouds beneath. 2 Thou, of heaven and earth Creator ! In our deepest darkness rise ; Scatter all the night of nature ; Pour the day upon our eyes. 3 Still we wait for thine appearing; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor, benighted heart. 4 By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release ; Every weary, wandering spirit, Guide into thy perfect peace. 220 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WAYNE. C. M. Double. 20 n "^ w ^ s * n y P ra ** e t° m V Godxchilel ^VO. have my being" 1 Yes, I will bless thee, O my God ! Through all my earthly days ; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 In every smiling, happy hour, Be this my sweet employ : Thy praise refines my earthly bliss, And doubles all my joy. 3 When gloomy care, and keen distress Afflict my throbbing breast, Thy praise shall mingle with my tears, And lull each pain to rest. 4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honors of my God; My life, with all its active powers, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 5 Nor death itself shall stop my song, Though it will close my eyes ; My thoughts shall then to nobler heights, And sweeter raptures rise. 6 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay; The theme demands an angel's tongue, And an eternal day. Thou kiunr&tt that T love Tliee." John 21- 15-17. 698. J Do not I love thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart and see ; And turn the dearest idol out That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy When Jesus can not move. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear ? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear ? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed ? Hast thou a foe before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood In honor of thy name ? And challenge the cold hand of death To damp th' immortal flame ? 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; But, oh ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. JO J. "All things are yours"— I Cor. 3 : 22 1 If God is mine, then present things And things to come are mine; Yea, Christ, his word, and Spirit, too, And glory all divine. 2 If he is mine, then from his love He every trouble sends ; All things are working for my good, And bliss his rod attends. 3 If he is mine, I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble power, Their utmost force repel. 4 If he is mine, let friends forsake, Let wealth and honors flee : Sure, he who giveth me himself, Is more than these to me. 5 If he is mine, I '11 boldly pass Through death's dark, lonely vale : He is my comfort and my stay, When heart and flesh shall fail. 6 Oh, tell me, Lord, that thou art mine ; What can I wish beside ? NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HEBER. C. M. 221 I-Ar* 1-4— i f« 1 — — 1— 1 ** 1— i r4d— Ci « ■ -r- I/K9 ; 1— 1 T* 1 — [—75—. — ;J — :=y — i i j j j j . j d iff" r r *~? -r^- r ^»— p — bjSi-5 p f* l-i «=*= Tl p 1-^— ^ p — £_r_L : p =^-^- :=l*=l .J. My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. A { L. "On earth pence.' 1 '' — Luke 2. 1 Calm, on the listening ear of night, Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 'Mid sacred glories there ; And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. 3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply ; And greet, from all their holy heights, The day-spring from on high. 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm ; And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. 5 " Glory to God !" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring ; u Peace to the earth — good will to men, From heaven's eternal King." 5 8 . The chief Grace. 1 Happy the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge— alas ! 't is all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fi^ht and reign, If love be absent there. 3 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease ; 'T is this shall strike our joyful strings, In realms of endless peace, 4 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away, To see our smiling God. 905. *Think gently of the erring." 1 Thine, gently of the erring one ! And let us not forget, However darkly stained by sin, He is our brother yet. 2 Heir of the same inheritance, Child of the self-same God ; He hath but stumbled in the path, We have in weakness trod. 3 Speak gently to the erring one : Thou yet may'st lead him back, With holy words, and tones of love, From misery's thorny track. 4 Forget not thou hast often sinned, And sinful yet must be ; Deal gently with the erring one, As God has dealt with thee. 9K 1 *' 1 'will joy in the God of my salvation* u± - Hab. 3:17. IS. i What though no flowers the fig-tree clothe, Though vines their fruit deny, The labor of the olive fail, And fields no meat supply ; 2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise, My flock cut off I see ; Though famine pine in empty stalls, Where herds were wont to'be ; 3 Yet in the Lord will I be glad, And glory in his love ; In him I '11 joy, who will the God Of my salvation prove. 4 God is the treasure of my soul, The source of lasting joy ; A joy which want shall not impair, Nor death itself destroy. 222 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BREMEN. S. M. Double. /84. "Still with TTteer—Vsslm 139. 1 Still, with thee, O my God, I would desire to he ; By day, by ni°;ht, 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, amid the crowd That throngs the busy mart, To hear thy voice, 'mid clamor loud, Speak softly to my heart : 4 With thee, when day is done, And evening calms the mind : The setting as the rising sun With thee my heart would find : 5 With thee, when darkness brings The signal of repose ; Calm in the shadow of thy wings, Mine eyelids I would close :- 6 With thee, in thee, by faith Abiding I would be ; By day, by night, in life, in death, I would be still with thee. OT'Y " If God be for tin, who can be against it, us ?" 1 Here I can firmly rest ! I dare to boast of this, That God, the highest and the best, My Friend and Father is. 2 In me he ever dwells, O'er all my mind he reigns ; All care and sadness he dispels, And soothes away my pains. 3 At cost of all I have, — At cost of life and limb, I cling to God, who yet shall save ; I will not turn from him. 4 The world may fail and flee ; Thou, God, my Father art ; Not fire, nor sword, nor plague, from thee My trusting soul shall part. 5 No joys that angels know ; No throne nor wide-spread fame, No love nor loss, nor fear nor woe, No grief of heart or shame — 6 Man can not aught conceive, Of pleasure or of harm, That e'er shall tempt my soul to leave Her refuge hi thine arm. lZUO." Tliere remaineth therefore a rest." 1 And is there, Lord, a rest For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find? 2 Is there a blissful home, Where kindred minds shall meet, And live, and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat ? 3 Are there bright, happy fields, Where naught that blooms shall die ; Where each new scene fresh pleasure yields, And* healthful breezes sigh? 4 Are there celestial streams Where living waters glide, With murmurs sweet as angel dreams,; And flowery banks beside ? 5 For ever blessed they, Whose joyful feet shall stand, While endless ages waste away, Amid that glorious land ! NEW SABBATH HYilN AND TUNE BOOK. BOTLSTON. S. M. 4- £=si 3 223 ¥ w =f ¥ * * -4=- :^=J: ■& — u j^^^i ^fest 1=1 r r ±=ri £ rpz: ?z ii i i J JL g 22: 6 My soul would thither tend, While toilsome years are given ; Then let me, gracious God, ascend To sweet repose in heaven ! 1 1 love thy kingdom, Lord" 1017. 1 I love thy kingdom, Lord — The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 1 AAO " That we should be called the so?is J.UU-4. God:'— I John 3 : 1, 2. 1 Behold, what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; of But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 3 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purify our souls from sin. As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 4 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 5 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne ; Our faith shall " Abba, Father," cry, And thou the kindred own. I i O. Living by Faith only. 1 If through unruffled seas Toward heaven we calmly sail, With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, We '11 own the fostering gale. 2 But should the surges rise, And rest delay to come, Blest be the sorrow, kind the storm, Which drives us nearer home. 3 Soon shall our doubts and fears All yield to thy control ; Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state, To make thy will our own ; And, when the joys of sense depart, To live by faith alone. Doxology. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thec^ Both now and evermore I 224 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OLDEN. L. M. iffi^ |_U_ , | ■ J_L-j Lgj= -n L-p-J ! 1. I r f . . ! F=hf 1 i 5_iZ ^ Lj ^) 1_^ « m \—s- — [g ^g — | J-e^ P ^= i^ — i r I s r r 7- ~f r n f r— ^ T~~f r 3 # 67. "7 crm 7/6 ta«2 liveth. 1 Oh, show me not my Saviour dying, As on the cross he bled ; Nor in the tomb a captive lying, For he has left the dead. Then bid me not that form extended For my Redeemer own, Who, to the highest heavens ascended, In glory fills the throne. 2 Weep not for him at Calvary's station, Weep only for thy sins ; View where he lay with exultation ; 'T is there our hope begins. Yet stay not there, thy sorrows feeding, Amid the scenes he trod ; Look up and see him interceding At the right hand of God. 3 Still in the shameful cross I glory, Where his dear blood was spilt : My soul is melted at the story Of him who bore my guilt : Yet what, 'mid conflict and temptation, Shall strength and succor give ? He lives, the Captain of Salvation ! Therefore his servants live. 4 By death, he death's dark king defeated, And overcame the grave ; Rising, the triumph he completed: He lives, he reigns to save ! Heaven's happy myriads bow before him; He comes, the Judge of men : These eyes shall see him and adore him ; Lord Jesus ! own me then. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 227 N^VN* ; L . K SAVANNAH. 10s. I I P P P J- I I ! I , J J J " J* -J- J r *- ^^ i i f k» ■ | |_ r _KJS__^ t i i l. t t u i r TT I I U L L u s ' iff _JL_l_J r p r / i J J . J i , p r r 1 J i 57. «ITo!>/ Rest." 1 Again the day returns of holy rest, Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest ; "When, like his own, he bade our labors cease, And all be piety, and all be peace. 2 Let us devote this consecrated day To learn his will, and all we learn obey ; So shall he hear, when fervently we raise Our choral harmony in hymns of praise. 3 Father in heaven ! in whom our hopes confide, Whose power defends us, and whose precepts guide; In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend ; Glory supreme be thine, till time shall end. oJ.4:. Christ our peace. — Eph. 2: 14. 1 I thought upon my sins, and I was sad ; My soul Was troubled sore, and filled with pain; But then I thought on Jesus, and was glad — My heavy grief was turned to joy again. 2 I thought upon the law, the fiery law, Holy, and just, and good in its decree: I looked to Jesus, and in him I saw That law fulfilled, its curse endured for me. S I thought I saw an angry, frowning God, Sitting as Judge upon the great white throne : My soul was overwhelmed ; then Jesus showed His gracious face, and all my dread was gone. 4 I saw my sad estate,— condemned to die : Then terror seized my heart, and dark despair; But when to Calvary I turned my eye, I saw the cross, and read forgiveness there. 5 I saw that I was lost, far gone astray ; No hope of safe return there seemed to be; But then I heard that Jesus was the way, A new and living way prepared for me. 6 Then in that way, so free, so safe, so sure, All sprinkled o'er with reconciling blood, Will I abide, and never wander more, But walk secure, in fellowship with God, 228 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. SWANWICK. CM. -D-L *>-?. n^ m w 4—4- £35* g^I= ■sr^f — f, — L r-r- r- L f~irf- L r- f — r— u t — Mr acff=£: e r^t— r (, . K-«- J-fJ^J— l-r-P^ , , | , r , J M J ,-P ! - T P 1 -, 7ftj L d-j-f- "» -?-f - "f-W-H — 1 r*H-H- -J d » * ! y + d J -*-?— jr ~=J- ■ irnr r 1 ' ^rrrn j r r r r \ r r ' r * «y> — - — - i- .p-ti-T» p ?- I s ri^-ti-i" 1 — i* F "•"* i*- _ ■ M>- - - -H-l 1 1 1 r-1 n-l "=l — ' — | I — I— -f 7 Q QQ "Every tongue should- confess that Jesus d0i7 ' Christ is Lord."—Fh± 2 : 5-11. 1 Jesus ! exalted far on high, To whom a name is given — A name surpassing every name That's known in earth or heaven ! 2 Before thy throne shall every knee Bow down with one accord; Before thy throne shall every tongue Confess that thou art Lord. 3 Jesus ! thou, in the form of God, Didst equal honor claim ; Yet, to redeem our guilty souls, Didst stoop to death and shame ! 4 Oh, may that mind in us be formed, Which shone so bright in thee — An humble, meek, and lowly mind, From pride and envy free ! 5 To others we would stoop, and learn To emulate thy love ; So shall we bear thine image here, And share thy throne above. "TJiy law is my delight." Psalm 119. 487. 1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I '11 read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight ; "While through the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3 'T is a broad land, of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have ; It makes our sorrows blest ; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. Prayer for full Assurance. 626. 1 Eternal Source of joys divine, To thee my soul aspires ; Oh, could I say, " The Lord is mine!" 'T is all my soul desires. 2 My Hope, my Trust, my Life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love ; Oh, speak the kind, transporting word, And bid my fears remove ! 3 Then shall my thankful powers rejoice, And triumph in my God ; Till heavenly rapture tune my voice To spread thy praise abroad. 044. "No joy without God."— Psalm 73. 1 God, my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair/ 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness ; Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'T would be no joy to me; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint, God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 5 Then, to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 229 DOWNS. 1 C. M. -I 1- :?=! 3Si g* b j_ -.0=~pzL <&=r. J=i ±=3= t=p: J J QOft " TAow art my portion, Lord .'" OZi0 - PsaTinH9. 1 Thou art my portion, O my God; Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And sutlers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pardoning grace. 5 Now I am thine — for ever thine — Oh, save thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place ; My hope is in thy word. QztJ. u -Blessed ^ the man iclwm thou clias- ^^^' tenestr—Vsalm 94. 1 Blest is the man whom thou, O Lord, In kindness dost chastise, And by thy sacred rules to walk, Dost lovingly advise. 2 For God will never from his saints His favor wholly take : His own possession and his lot, He will not quite forsake. 3 The world shall then confess thee just In all that thou hast done ; And those who choose thy upright path Shall in that path go on. 4 My sure defense is firmly placed In thee, the Lord most high : Thou art my Rock : to thee I may For refuge always lly. 1 1 9ft ''''Let the whole earth be filed with His 1J -^ U - glory." 1 Great God! the nations of the earth Are by creation thine ; And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy power and glory shine. 2 But, Lord, thy greater love hath sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unvailmg what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind. 3 Oh, when shall tnese glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne The temples of thy praise. "I "I *7 "There is laid up ,'or me a crown of XX l \J. righteousness:'— 2 Tim. 4 : (i-S, 18. 1 Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home : Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come ? 2 God has laid up in heaven for me A crown which can not fade ; The righteous Judge, at that great day, Shall place it on my head. 3 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe From every ill design, And to his heavenly Kingdom take This feeble soul of mine. 4 God is my everlasting Aid, My Portion and hiy Friend ; To him be highest glory paid, Through ages without end I 230 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ERNAN. L. M. 4-4 ! 1 l WWf 5 r. Hi ^=^: =2: ^*=S= Q -i_^ rzz: O08. " 6> 2>eata, w7<<>rb. " .4 divided Heart.'" — Rom. 7. 1 Our hearts, O Lord, with grief are rent, O'er vows made all in vain ; In anguish daily we repent, Each day offend again. 2 Now we arise from death to life, Then sink from good to ill ; Here we begin, there leave our strife, And work but half thy will. 8 Oh, help us, Lord, amid all pain, As warriors true, to stand Faithful and firm, and thus to gain Thine own, the better land. 4 Thy land — its gates how bright they shine! And let no evil in ; Thy boundless land, and all divine, That hath no room for sin. 5 Thy holy land, where none shall stop Our souls upon the road, And win our weak desires to drop From glory and from God. 6 Oh, rich and priceless is the grace That we shall there receive ! Nor once thine ima^e shall deface, Nor once thy spirit grieve. K " What shall I render unto the Lord f °- Psalm 116. For mercies countless as the sands, Which daily I receive From Jesus my Redeemer's hands, My soul, what canst thou give ? Alas ! from such a heart as mine, What can I bring him forth ? My best is stained and dyed with sin ; My all is nothing worth. Yet this acknowledgment I '11 make For all he has bestowed, Salvation's sacred cup I '11 take, And call upon my God. 69 4 The best return for one like me, So wretched and so poor, Is from his gifts to draw a plea, And ask him still for more. 5 I can not serve him as I ought ; No works have I to boast ; Yet would I glory in the thought, That I shall owe him most. i 70. "Haste TJiee to help me.""— Psalm 22. 1 On, help us, Lord! — each hour of need Thy heavenly succor give ; Help us in thought, and word, and deed, Each hour on earth we live. 2 Oh, help us when our spirits bleed, With contrite anguish sore ; And when our hearts are cold and dead, Oh, help us, Lord, the more ! 3 Oh, help us, through the power of faith, More firmly to believe ! For still the more the servant hath The more shall he receive. •1 O, help us, Jesus! from on high We know no help but thee ; Oh, help us so to live and die, As thine in heaven to be ! QfiT Imitation of Christ in His Humilia' 0\J I . ti on , 1 A pilgrim through this lonely world, The blessed Saviour passed ; A mourner all his life was he, A dying Lamb at last. 3 That tender heart which felt for all, For us his life-blood gave ; It found on earth no resting-place, Save only in the grave ! 3 Such was our Lord ; and shall we fear The cross with all its scorn ? Or love a faithless, evil world, That wreathed his brow with thorn ? NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DOWNS. C. M. 2^ o«j 4 No : facing all its frowns or smiles, Like him, obedient still, We homeward press, through storm or calm, To Zion's blessed hill. 6 Dead to the world, with him who died To win our hearts, our love, We, risen with our risen Head, In spirit dwell above. 6 By faith, his boundless glories there Our wondering eyes behold — Those glories which eternal years Shall never all unfold. 1 flKK "Bring in hithrr the poor and the ±VOO. maimed:'— Luke 14 : 17—23. 1 How sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors ; While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 While all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast, Each of us cries, with thankful tongue, " Lord, why was I a guest ? 3 « Why was I made to hear thy voice, And enter while there's room, When thousands makeawretched choice, And rather starve than come ?" 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, That sweetly drew us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. 5 Pity the nations, O our God ! Constrain the earth to come ; Send thy victorious word abroad, And bring the strangers home. We long to see thy churches full, That all the chosen race May, with one voice, and hoart, and soul, Sing thy redeeming grace. 111ft" Turn us again, O Lord God of - L - LJ -°« . hosts? 1 See, gracious God ! before thy throne Thy mourning people bend ; 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone Our humble hopes depend. 2 Dark,frowning judgments from thy hand Thy dreadful power display; Yet mercy spares this guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 How changed, alas ! are truths divine, For error, guilt, and shame ! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the Christian name ! 4 Oh, turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy resistless grace ; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And humbly seek thy face. "II tV7 " On what a slender thread hangever* J. J. O t . lasting things." 1 Thee we adore, eternal Name ! And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we ! 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that rirst it gave ; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We 're traveling to the grave. 3 Great God! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! Th' eternal state of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings ! 4 Infinite joy, or endless woe Attends on every breath; And yet, how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death ! 5 Waken, O Lord, our diowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road ! And if our souls are hurried hence, May they be found with God. 234 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOE^ ANLEY. 8s & 7s. Double. -i- ^=- i -^=b's±=^ : '::! li ff=^= ^^ t=i -OSE. ^~ 41 CLOSE 69. Tlie Evening Blessing. 1 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal : Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow near us fly, Angel-guards from thee surround us ; We are safe, if thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness can not hide from thee : Thou art he who, never weary, Watcheth where thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom. A o O . "' " Befo re the Cross.* ' 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Truly blessed is this station, Low before his cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Beaming in his gracious eye. 3 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the cross I gaze ; Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; I 'm a miracle of grace. 4 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I '11 bathe ; Constant still, in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 5 Here in tender, grateful sorrow With my Saviour will I stay ; * In Hymns 295 and 399 commence with the latter part of the sun* for the fifth stanza, when sum? to An ley. Here new hope and strength will borrow; Here will love my fears away. QQQ ♦ " 1 will feed them upon the mount- 1 Israel's Shepherd ! guide me, feed me, Through my pilgrimage below ; And beside the waters lead me, Where thy sheep rejoicing go. 2 Lest I err, thine aid disdaining, And forsake thy sheltering fold, Heedless of thy grace constraining, In the strength of nature bold, — 3 Lord, thy guardian presence ever, Meekly kneeling, I implore ; Now thy grace hath found me, never Would I wander from thee more. 4 Come, my soul, temptation flying, Arm thee for the strife within : Jesus, thy Redeemer, dying, Stamps an infamy on sin. 5 Yield, my heart, no longer hardened; Rouse thy every latent power : Cleansed, and washed, and freely par- don'd, Go in peace, and sin no more. 70t/. Prayer for the Saviour's Guidance. 1 Gently, Lord ! oh, gently lead us Through this lonely vale of tears ; Through the changes thou 'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears : When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us ; Lead us in thy perfect way. 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear: NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 235 SICILY. 8s & 7s. JL — I- 'r r ' r r 'r r r r r ^Vt- ^ .J71 r-i.J J ,J+I r l J .-bJL-J ..J tJLiJ —-ft __) JL_^— p=3-r-J—-J -r^-- 1— |'i-j ^-rgJ ^_J_gJ_ J J J And, when mortal life is ended, Bid us on thy bosom rest ; Till, by angel-bands attended, "We awake among the blest. O l) . Prayer for a lowly Heart. — Psalm 131. 1 Let thy grace, Lord, maku me lowly ; Humble all my swelling pride : Fallen, guilty, and unholy, Groatness from my eyes I '11 hide. 2 I '11 forbid my vain aspiring, Nor at earthly honors aim ; No ambitious heights desiring, Far above my humble claim. 3 Weaned from earth's vexatious pleasures, In thy love I '11 seek for mine ; Placed in heaven my nobler treasures, Earth I quietly resign. 4 Israel, thus the world despising, On the Lord alone rely : Then, from him thy joys arising, Like himself, shall never die. f* £ Q All vain, without God's Blessing. Uc>J - Psalm 127. 1 Vainly through night's weary hours, Keep we watch, Test foes alarm ; Vain our bulwarks, and our towers, But for God's protecting arm. 2 Vain were all our toil and labor, Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without his grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 3 Vainer still the hope of heaven, That on human strength relies ; But to him shall help be given, Who in humble faith applies. 4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed ; He shall grant us peace and rest : Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, Who to Christ his prayer addressed. / U. Giving the Heart. 1 Take my heart, O 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 have bound it : Make it to be wholly thine. 4 May the blood of Jesus heal it, And its sins be all forgiven ; Holy Spirit, take and seal it, Guide it in the path to heaven. 1 1 R4 " Aoide wiih us < for it is toward ^ * evening." 1 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! For the day is passing by ; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. 2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? 3 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on thee ; Tarry with me through the darkness : While I sleep, still watch by me. 4 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! Lay my head upon thy breast Till the morning ; then awake me- Morning of eternal rest! 23G XEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MORXIXGTON. S. M. -EE?lf=p?l^^i2t^il|ii|=|^| £*9 O. Prayer to Christ for Pardon. 1 O thou that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die ; "Who diedst thyself my soul to save From endless misery ; Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; That, when thou comest on thy throne, I may with joy appear. 9 Thou art thyself the way ; Thyself in me reveal : So shall I spend my life's short day Obedient to thy will ; So shall I love my God, Because he first loved me, And praise thee in thy bright abode To all eternity. C 1 *7 Peace found only in serving God. c L ' ' Psalm 55. 1 Let sinners take their course, And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God I '11 spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light ; I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. S Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God ! While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I '11 cast my burden on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. 000 "I opened not my mouth ; because Tliou ° ° * ' didst it."— Psalm 39. 1 It is thy hand, my God ; My sorrows come from thee ; I bow beneath thy chastening rod, 'T is love that bruises me. 2 I would not murmur, Lord ; Before thee I am dumb : Lest I should breathe one murmuring word To thee for help I come. 3 My God, thy name is love ; A Father's hand is thine : With tearful eyes I look above. And cry " Thy will be mine !" 4 I know thy will is right, Though it may seem severe ; Thy path is still unsullied light, Though dark it oft appear. 5 Jesus for me hath died ; Thy Son thou didst not spare ; His pierced hands, his bleeding side, Thy love for me declare. 6 Here my poor heart can rest ; My God, it cleaves to thee ; Thy will is love, thine end is best ; All work for good to me. 'Create in me a clean heart." 555. 1 Is this the kind return ? Are these the thanks we owe ? Thus to abuse eternal Love, Whence all our blessings flow ? NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BOTLSTON. S. M. 237 HHiim ^ i" Tf==^: 1 — Itzfcz: =^: 2 To what a stubborn frame Hath sin reduced our mind ! What strange, rebellious wretches we ! And God as strangely kind ! 3 Turn, turn us, mighty God ! And mold our souls afresh ; Break, sovereign Grace ! these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. 4 Let past ingratitude Provoke bur weeping eyes, And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thauks arise. *7° Q i 3D. Faith entreating for Pardon. 1 O Lord, how vile am I, Unholy and unclean ! How can I dare to venture nigh With such a load of sin ? 2 Myself can hardly bear This wretched heart of mine; How hateful, then, must it appear To those pure eyes of thine ! 5 And must I then indeed Sink in despair and die ? Fain would I hope that thou didst bleed For such a wretch as I ! 1 That blood which thou hast spilt, That grace which is thine own, Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt, And soften hearts of stone. 5 Low at thy feet I bow : Oh, pity and forgive ! Here will I lie and wait till thou Shalt bid me rise and live. Rft. "TlvoughUe y me, yet xcill 1 trust in Ilim" 1 When earthly comforts die, And thorns o'crspread the road, Whither, oh, whither shall I fly, But unto thee, my God ! 2 When anxious thoughts arise, And sorrows compass round, Amid ten thousand enemies, In thee my help is found. 3 Then at thy feet I '11 bow, And in thy mercy trust ; If I am saved, how good art thou I And if I perish, just ! 4 Perish ! — it can not be, Since Jesus shed his blood ; The promise is both rich and free, And he will make it good. 778. '7 trust in Tliee: let me not b« ashamed." 1 Oppressed with sin and woe, A burdened heart I bear ; Opposed by many a mighty foe, — Yet will I not despair. 2 With this polluted heart, I dare to come to thee, Holy and mighty as thou art, — For thou wilt pardon me. 3 I feel that I am weak, And prone to every sin ; But thou, who giv'st to those who seek. Wilt give me strength within. 4 I need not fear my foes, I need not yield to care, I need not sink beneath my woes For thou wilt answer prayer. 5 In my Redeemer's name, I give myself to thee ; Through him, unworthy as I am, My God will cherUh inc. 238 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BYRD. C. M. Double. 1 1ST TIME, [2DTIMR -I! ^ \J. Ifcg =<>- m 1S3=t^z 1 J J 22: I I -J— r*L ^— ^ i J- Gol. "Filled with all the fullness of God.' 1 O Lord, I -would delight in thee, And on thy care depend ; To thee in ever} 7 trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fullness is the same : May I with this be satisfied, And glory in thy name ! 3 No good in creatures can be found, But what is found in thee ; I must have all things and abound While God is God to me. 4 Oh that I had a stronger faith, To look within the vail, — To credit what my Saviour saith, Whose word can never fail. 5 He who has made my heaven secure, Will here all good provide : While Christ is rich, can I be poor? What can I want beside ? 6 Lord, I cast my care on thee ; I triumph and adore : Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please thee more. QOfj '■'•What shall I render unto the Lord. OIV. Psalm 116. 1 What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thy house, My offerings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight! How precious is their blood I 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy "rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. S2 *7 "I will pay my tmcx unto the Lord" ' • Psalm 11G. 1 I love the Lord : he lent an ear Yv'hen I for help implored ; He rescued me from all my fear ; Therefore I love the Lord. 2 Return, my soul, unto thy rest; From God no longer roam : nis hand hath bountifully blest ; His goodness called thee home. 3 What shall I render unto thee, My Saviour, in distress, For all thy benefits to me, So great and numberless ? 4 This will I do, for thy love's sake, And thus thy power proclaim : Salvation's sacred cup I '11 take, And call upon thy name. 5 Thou God of covenanted grace ! Hear and record my vow, — While in thy courts I seek thy face, And at thine altar bow. 6 Henceforth myself to thee I give, With single heart and eye, To walk before thee while I live, And bless thee when I die. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 239 DENFIELD. C. M. SE^Me^ 1 9 O . " Weep with them that weep."" 1 Lokd, may onr sympathizing breasts Thy generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joj-s, And weep for others' woe ! 2 Where'er the helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts, their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 3 Thus may the sacred law of love Through all our actions shine, And force a scoffing world to own The Christian name divine. 1 Q n " -B e V e perfect, even as your Father ± \J O \j . i n heaven." 1 Bright Source of everlasting love, To thee our souls we raise ; And to thy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life With every cheering ray, Kindly restrains the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. 3 To tents of woe, to beds of pain, Thy children, Lord, repair ; And, with the gifts thy hand bestows, Relieve the mourners there. A The widow's heart shall sing for joy ; The orphan shall be fed ; The hungering soul we '11 gladly point To Christ, the living Bread. 5 Thus what our heavenly Father gave Shall we as freely give ; Thus copy him who lived to save, And died that we might live. 1 9QQ '■'■Earnestly desiring to be clotlied I Father ! I long, I faint, to see The place of thine abode ; I 'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee Up to thy seat, my God ! 2 There all the heavenly hosts are seen ; In shining ranks they move; And drink immortal vigor in, With wonder and with love. 3 Then at thy feet, with awful fear, The adoring armies fall ; With joy they shrink to nothing there, Before th' eternal All. 4 The more thy glories strike my eyes, The humbler I shall lie; Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise Immeasurably high. 1239. Death is Ga in. 1 Whex musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, 'T is sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'T is not that murmuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; 'T is not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still : 3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 Oh, let me wing my hallowed flight From earth-born woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share ! Doxologt. 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 ! 240 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOR WINDHAM. L. M. 1 34 . T7ie All-seeing God.— Psalm 139. 1 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through ; Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find thy hand : Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, "with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh,maythese thoughts possess mybreast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. " JJy soul waiteth for Thee.' 1 '' Psalm 130. 601. 1 From deepdistress and troubl'd thoughts, To thee, my God, I raise my cries ; If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there ; That sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wishf for breaking day, So woits my soul before thy gate : When will my God his face display ? 4 My trust is fixed upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain ; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son } He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have dona 6 1 . The Joy of Pa rclon. 1 Tnou Prince of glory, slain for me, Breathing forgiveness in thy prayer; That loving, melting look I see, That bursting sigh, that tender tear. 2 Can I behold that closing eye, Still fixed on me. still beaming love ! And can I see my Saviour die, Nor feel one holy passion move ? 3 Let me but hear thy dying voice Pronounce forgiveness in my breast ; My trembling spirit shall rejofee, And feel the calm of heavenly rest. 4 Lord, thine atoning blood apply, And life or death is sweet to me; In life's last hour, thy presence nigh, From fear shall set" my spirit free. 727. The only Plea. 1 Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Open thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and save my ruined soul ; 'T is thou alone canst make me whole ; Dark, till in me thine image shine, And lost I am till thou artniine. 3 At last I own it can not be That I should fit myself for thee : Here, then, to thee I all resign; Thine is the work, and only thine. 4 What can I say thy grace to move ? Lord, I am sin, — but thou art love : I give up every plea beside, Lord, I am lost, — but thou hast died! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HEBRON. L. M. 241 N^ S^p i=F± J J ^ 5^i a= w_j_i r P= I 62. " Great is thy faithfulness? 1 My God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies, from above, Gently distill, like early dew. 2 Thou sprcad'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ! Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. * Tlit Lord of TJorU is with us.' r'salm 46. 198. 1 God is our refuge and defense, In trouble our unfailing aid; Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid? 2 There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heaven- ly plains ; There, in eternity of light, The city of our God remains. 3 Not on a seraph's wing of fire, — But on the mightier wings of prayer We reach that home of pure desire, And feel iiis cloudless presence there. 4 But soon, how soon ! our spirits droop, Unwont the air of heaven to breathe : Yet God, in very deed, will stoop, And dwell himself with men beneath. 5 Come to thy living temples, then ; As in the ancient times appear : Let earth be paradise again, And man, O God, thine image here! 1C 2Q>7 " L7ow unsearcliahle are Thy judg- ° » • menis /" 1 Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb To search the starry vault profound ; In vain would wing her flight sublime, To And creation's outmost bound. 2 But weaker yet that thought must prove To search thy great eternal plan, — Thy sovereign counsels, born of love Long ages ere the world began. 3 When my dim reason w r ould demand Why that, or this, thou dost ordain, By some vast deep I seem to stand, Whose secrets I must ask in vain. 4 When doubts disturb my troubledbreast, And all is dark as night to me, Here, as on solid rock, I rest ; That so it seemeth good to thee. 5 Be this my joy, that evermore Thou rulest all things at thy will : Thy sovereign wisdom I adore, And calmly, sweetly, trust thee still. 806. Imitation of Christ in Suffering. 1 Dear Lord, amid the throng t hat pressed Around thee on the cursed tree, Some loyal, loving hearts were there, Some pitying eyes that w r ept for thee. 2 Like them may we rejoice to own Our dying Lord, though crowned with thorn ; Like thee thy blessed self, endure The cross with all its joy or scorn, ' 3 Thy cross, thy lonely path below, Show what thy brethren all should be j Pilgrims on earth, disowned by those Who see no beauty, Lord, in thee. 242 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. KENT. 6s & 43. 4—1 3=T an-* =F^ ESt* 1 — i — f" S=R at*: g— it I jii J J |i-i ^ii± i * SS »= a=P :az^ T-T 372. 1 Plead thou, oh, plead my cause ! Each self-excusing plea My trembling soul withdraws, And flies to thee. When justice rears her throne, Ah ! who, save thee alone, May stand, O spotless One ? Plead thou my cause ! " Plead T7iou my cause." 3 Plead, when the tempter's art, To each fond hope of mine, Denies this faithless heart Can e'er be thine. If slander whisper, too, The sin I never knew, Thou, who couldst urge the true, Plead thou my cause ! Ah ! plead not aught of mine Before thine altar throne — Fragments, when all is thine, ■ All, all thine own ! Thou seest what stains they bear, Oh, since each tear, each prayer, Hath need of pardon there, Plead thou my cause I 4 Oh, plead my cause above, Plead thine within my breast ; Till there thy peaceful dove Shall build her nest. Thou know'st this will, how frail ! Thou know'st, though language fail, My soul's mysterious tale ; Plead thou my cause ! ELAND. 6s & 4s. 427. TJie LigM of Life 1 On earth was darkness spread — One boundless night ; 44 Let there be light," God said— And there was light ! 2 There hung a deeper gloom O'er quick and dead, But Jesus burst the tomb, And darkness fled. 3 God by his word arrayed Darkness with light : God by his Son displayed Day without night. 4 For thee, O man, arose Creation's ray ! For thee, too, brighter glows Salvation's day. 5 The beams first poured on earth For mortals shone : The light of later birth Immortals own. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 243 AVA. 6s & 4s. Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay, Wait not for to-morrow, Yield thee to-day : Heaven bids thee come, While yet there 's room Child of sin and sorrow, Hear and obey. Child of sin and sorroxc.''' 1 2 Child of sin and sorrow, Y/hy wilt thou die! Come, while thou canst borrow Help from on high : Grieve not that love, Which, from above, Child of sin and sorrow, Would bring thee nigh. RYLE. 6s & 5s. 069. Yielding Earth for Heaven.— neb. 11 : 16. 1 My soul, go boldly forth, Forsake this sinful earth ; What hath it been to thee But pain and sorrow ? And think'st thou it will be Better to-morrow ? 2 Why wilt thou still delay ? Thou cam'st not here to stay : What tak'st thou for thy part But heavenly pleasure ? Where then should be thy heart, But where 's thy treasure ? 3 Thy God, thy Head's above ; There is the world of love ; Mansions there purchased are By Christ's own merit ; For these he doth prepare Thee, by his Spirit. 4 Lord Jesus, take my spirit ; I trust thy love and merit: Take home thy wandering sheop, For thou hast sought it : My soul in safety keep, For thou hast bought it. - 244 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BETHANY. 6s & 4s. =£=£=? =n=t ^M^'-MJ :*=3= ^— gL-j- I * J * - ^|S33 TV? 5 r~? j i r r S-=Sg^ J=t =*=?^ i — r ^F 989 " Nearer, my God, to ihee." 1 Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee : Ev'n though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, |: Nearer, my God, to thee, :| Nearer to thee. 2 Though like a wanderer, Daylight all gone, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone, Yet in my dreams, I 'd be J: Nearer, my God, to thee, :| Nearer to thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps up to heaven ; All that thou sendest me In mercy given, Angels to beckon me J: Nearer, my God, to thee, :| Nearer to thee. 4 Then with my waking thoughts, Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I '11 raise ; So by my woes to be J: Nearer, my God, to thee, :J Nearer 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, :J Nearer to thee. 1224. ; Strangers and pilgrims on iht earth" 1 I 'm but a stranger here, Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear, Heaven is my home : Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand ; Heaven is my fatherland — Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home : Time's cold and wint'ry blast Soon will be overpast ; I shall reach home at last — Heaven is my home. 3 There, at my Saviour's side, Heaven is my home ; I shall be glorified — Heaven is my home : There are the good and blest, Those I loved most and best, And there I, too, shall rest ;— Heaven is my home ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OAK. 6s & 4s. 245 lii — J 1 H 1! | I L|— I - 1 r r r ^^ r > u iff 1=1: EfET-ES _+j — ^_ fr 1259. Children's Song of the Happy Land. 1 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 can not die : Oh, then to glory run ! Be a crown and kingdom won ; And bright, above the sun, We reign for aye ! LYNCH. 6s & 4s. 933. 1 Father, oh, hear me now ! Father divine ! Thou, only thou, canst see The heart's deep agony; Help me to say to "thee " Thy will, not mine !" 2 God ! be thou my stay, In this dark hour ; Kindly each sorrow hear, " God I oe TJiou my stay:' Hush every troubled fear, Thee let me still revere, Still own thy power. 3 In thee alone I trust, Thou Holy One ! Humbly to thee I pray That through each troubled day Of life, I still may say, 11 Thy will be done !" 246 snr sabbath hymn and tune book. HALLE. 7s. 6 lines. 4^- P-l— l- *=S seps* i i i ■ :*z=S: t r 04 O . Pleading with Sinners. 1 Heart of stone, relent, relent ! Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; See his body mangled, rent, Covered with his flowing blood Sinful soul, what hast thou done ! Crucified th' incarnate*Son ! 2 Yes : thy sins have done the deed, Driven the nails that Axed him there : Crowned with thorns his sacred head, Pierced him with the cruel spear, Made his soul a sacrifice, While for sinful man he dies. 3 \Vilt thou let him bleed in vain ? Still to death thy Lord pursue ? Open all his wounds again, And the shameful cross renew ? No : with all my sins I'll part; Break, oh, break, my bleeding heart ! 624. Tlie Hour of Need. 1 O Tnou God who hearest prayer Every hour and everywhere ! For his sake, whose blood I pleadj Hear me in my hour of need: Only hide not now thy face, God of all-sufficient grace ! 2 Hear and save me, gracious Lord ! For my trust is in thy word ; Wash me from the stain of sin, That thy peace may rule within : May I know myself thy child, Ransomed, pardoned, reconciled. 3 Dearest Lord ! may I so much As thy garment's hem but touch, Or but raise my languid eye To the cross where thou didst die, It shall make my spirit whole — It shall heal and save my soul. 4 Leave me not, my Strength, my Trust 1 Oh, remember I 'm but dust ! Leave me not again to stray ; Leave me not the tempter's prey. Fix my heart on things above ; Make me happy in thy love. 632. Conflict with Sin. 1 Oxce I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed, no more to move : Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was filled with love : Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 2 Little then myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's power; Now I feel my sins anew, Now I feel the stormy hour : Sin has put my joys to flight, Sin has turned my day to night. 3 Saviour ! shine, and cheer my soul Bid my dying hopes revive ; Make my wounded spirit whole ; Far away the tempter drive : Speak the word and set me free ; Let me live alone to thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 217 ROSEFIELD. 7s. 6 lines. ,/>;,., -i I-, — 1 r3— J — r i jfu" : — | 1 — ^ — j — * — m » <=* — r i — i — "*• — — s - ! — r~ =#rJ— t- _! ii. T^f-f r f ' F f f ;,, .j j j J.J J] r^ faxb : — — tm r tr^r — r J J J- 4P •— J \\ H^ — i — i — i — ^ — M l r-P P f- r ^ "- -^^ 11 " Jesus, Saviour, pity me" 1 Pity xrovd ! this child of clay, Who can only weep and pray — Only on thy love depend : Thou who art the sinner's Friend, Thou, the sinner's only plea — Jesus, Saviour, pity me ! 2 From thy flock, a straying lamb, Tender Shepherd, though I am ; Now, upon the mountain cold, Lost, I long to gain the fold, And within thine arms to he : Jesus, Saviour, pity me ! 3 Oh, where stillest streams are poured, In green pastures lead me, Lord ! Bring me back, where angels sound Joy to the poor wanderer found : Evermore my Shepherd be : Jesus, Saviour, pity me ! no .Prayer for Audience with the God-man. 1 Saviour, when in dust to thee Low we bow th' adoring knee ; Pleading all thy pain and woe Suffered once for man below ; Turn on us a favoring eye, Hear, oh, hear our humble cry ! 2 By thine hour of dire despair, By thine agony of prayer, By thy wounds, and pangs, and cries, By thy perfect sacrifice, — Bending from thy throne on high, Hear, oh, hear our humble cry ! . 3 By thy tomb, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty reascended Lord ! On thy seat above the skv, Hear, oh, hear, our humble cry ! 741. Prayer for the manifested Presence Christ John 14 : 21. 1 Sox of God! to thee I cry: By the holy mystery Of thy dwelling here on earth, By thy pure and holy birth, Hear, oh, hear my lowly plea : Manifest thyself to me ! 2 Lamb of God ! to thee I cry : By th} r bitter agony, By thy pangs to us unknown, By thy spirit's parting groan, Hear, oh, hear my lowly plea: Manifest thyself to me ! 3 Prince of Life ! to thee I cry : By thy glorious majesty, By thy triumph o'er the grave, Meek to suffer, strong to save, Hear, oh, hear my fervid plea : Manifest thyself to me ! 4 Lord of glory, God most high I Man exalted to the sky, With thy love my bosom fill ; Prompt me to perform thy wiU ; Then thy glory I shall see — Thou wilt bring me home to thee. 248 "NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. ELLENTHORPE. L. M. 4 ,-^h ,-^-4 ^ Tl «^ o y ^ Heaven over one Penitent. *"-»-• Luke 15: 7. 1 Who can describe the joys that rise Through all the courts of paradise, To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born? 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of his eternal love; The Son, with joy looks down and sees The purchase of his agonies. 3 The Spirit takes delight to view The holy soul he formed anew ; And saints and angels join to sing The growing empire of their King. ZOO. " The faith of joys to come." 1 'T is by the faith of joys to come We walk thro' deserts dark as night ; Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; She makes the pearly gates appear; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ray ; Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 8 O 3 . The Worth of Prayer. 1 What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darkened clouds with- draw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? ah ! think again ; Words flow apace when you complain, And fill a fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Our cheerful song would oftenerbe, " Hear what the Lord hath done for me !" 866. Nothing without Love.—l Cor. 13 : 1—3. 1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found, Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven or hell, Or could my faith the world remove, Still am I nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store, To feed the hungry, clothe the poor — Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name — 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfill. " When J am weak, then ai 2 Cor. 12 :T. I strong? 886 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, " Strength shall be equal to thy day ?' Then I rejoice in deep distress, Leaning on all-sufficknt grace. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 249 UXBRIDGE. L. M. 2 I can do all things — or can bear All suffering, if my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While he my sinking head sustains. S I glory in infirmity, That Christ's own power may rest on me; When I am weak, then am I strong ; Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 1 H ^ " Jt is God that jristifiethr ±\)VJO. Rom. 8:33-37. 1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 'T is God who justifies their souls ; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 'T is Christ who suffered in their stead ; And, the salvation to fulfill, Behold him rising from the dead ! 3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above, For ever interceding there : Who shall divide us from his love, Or what should tempt us to despair? 4 Shall persecution, or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? He who hath loved us bears us through, And makes us more than conquerors, too. 5 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor powers on high, nor powers below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. 1 R " ^ oi ^V worJcs °f riyhteomness x. \J u o . which we have done." 1 Now to the power of God supreme Be everlasting honors given ; He saves from hell — we bless Jiis name — He guides our wandering feet to heaven. 2 Not for our duties or deserts, But of his own abundant grace, He works salvation in our hearts, And forms a people for his praise. 3 'T was his own purpose that begun To rescue rebels doomed to die ; He gave us grace in Christ his Son, Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, And makes his Father's counsels known, Declares the great transaction past, And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies, — and, in that dreadful night, Did all the powers of hell destroy ; He rose, and brought our heaven to fight, And took possession of the joy. " Go, preach My Gospel." Murk 16 : 15-20. 1135. " Go, preach my gospel," saith the Lord ; "Bid the whole earth my grace re- ceive ; He shall be saved who trusts my word ; And they condemned who disbelieve. "I'll make your greatcommission known, And ye shall prove my gospel true By all the works that I have done, 'By all the wonders ye shall do. "Teach all the nations my commands ; I 'm with you till tne world shall end ; All power is trusted in my hands ; I can destroy, and I defend." He spake,and light shone round his head; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God. Doxologt. 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 t 250 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NAOMI. C. M. ( U. Prayer for a Seyise of Sin. 1 Oh, for that tenderness of heart Which 'bows before the Lord! Owning how just and good thou art, And trembling at thy word. 2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears Which from repentance flow ! Oh, for that sense of guilt which fears The long-suspended blow ! 3 Saviour, to me in pity give, For sin, the deep distress — The pledge thou wilt at last receive ; And bid me die in peace. 4 Oh, fill my soul with faith and love, And strength to do thy will ! Raise my desires and hopes above ; Thyself to me reveal. Y 9 . " Oh, wretched man that I am /" 1 With tears of anguish I lament, Here, at thy feet, my God, My passion, pride, and discontent, And vile ingratitude. 2 Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been ; So faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin ! 3 How long, dear Saviour, Ghall I feel These struggles in my breast "? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest ? 4 Break, sovereign Grace, oh, break the charm, And set the captive free ! Reveal, almighty God, thine arm, And haste'to rescue me. Lord, in wrath remember mercy '.' Psalm 38 591.' 1 Amid thy wrath remember love ; Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a Father's chastening prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my "head arc gone ; Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for mc t' atone. 3 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down ; And I go mourning all" the day, Beneath my Father's frown." 4 All my desire to thee is known; Thine eye counts every tear ; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticedby thine ear. 5 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh ; Thou God of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die. '■'■There is forgiveness with Tliee? Psalm 130. 600. 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Be strict to mark iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree ; Thy Son has bought them with his bloodj To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ; With strong desires I wait : My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 5 In God the Lord let Israel trust ; O sinners, seek his face : The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GRAFTON. C. 11 231 -=*— « * » =* g » * . : 4 gj. Jm—S*- 1 r ^E m" Turn «5, God of our saltation.''' Psalm 85. 1 Lord ! at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door : With heavy heart and" downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 On us the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love ; Take all ourheinous guilt away ; This heavy load remove. 3 'T is mercy — mercy we implore ; We would thy pity move : Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 4 Oh, for thine own, for Jesus' sake Our numerous sins forgive ! Thy grace our rocky hearts can break : Heal us, and bid us live. 5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own ; Nor let a rival more pretend To repossess thy throne. C\ 1 €> "I have trusted in Thy mercy." U± °- Psalm 13. 1 How long wilt thou forget me, Lord ? Must I "for ever mourn ? How long wilt thou withdraw from me ; Oh ! never to return ? 2 Hear thou, and to my longing eyes Restore thy wonted light, And suddenly, or I shall sleep In everlasting night. S Since I have always placed my trust Beneath thy mercy's wing, Thy saving health will come, and then My heart with joy shall spring. 4 Then shall I raise glad songs of praise To my forgiving Lord ; And thou wilt ever be my Help, My Hop«, my large Reward. fi20 " Turn Tliee unto me, and have mercy \JA\J. upon me." 1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand indulgent wupes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye. 2 See, Lord, before thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said — " Return ?" 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet ? Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat ! 4 Absent from thee, my Guide ! my Light ! Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 5 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. / 1 _ . A weeping Saviour. 1 And can mine eyes, without a tear, A weeping Saviour see ? Shall I not weep his groans to hear Who groaned and died for me ? 2 Blest Jesus ! let those tears of thine Subdue each stubborn foe ; Come, fill my heart with love divine, And bid my sorrows flow. Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 252 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK PEKIN. S. M. K1 f\ Gentleness of GocTs Commands. wi.U. Psalin55. 1 How 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 all nature 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 '11 drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. Blessings of Christian Unity. Psalm 133. 8G1, 1 Blest are the sons of peace Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 3 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet : Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 From those celestial springs Such streams of pleasure flow, As no increase of riches brings, Nor honors can bestow. i Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above ; Where joy, like morning dew, distills, And all the air is love f y (J 7 . " J!/y peace I give unto you. 11 * 1 Let not your heart be faint, My peace I give to you, — Such peace as reason never planned, Nor sinners ever knew. 2 It tells of joys to come; It soothes the troubled breast ; It shines, a star amid the storm— The harbinger of rest. 3 Then murmur not, nor mourn, My people flint and few ; Though earth to its foundation shake, My peace I leave with you. J OO. " T7ia Spirit of God dwelleth in you. 1 Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see their God . The secret of the Lord is theirs ; Their soul is Christ's abode. 2 The Lord, who left the heavens, Our life and peace to bring ; To dwell in lowliness with men, Their pattern and their King ; — 3 He to the lowly soul Doth still himself impart, And for his dAvelling, and his throne, Chooseth the pure in heart. 4 Lord, we thy presence seek : May ours this blessing be ; Oh, give the pure and lowly heart A temple meet for thee ! A A O "7 will fear no evil, for Tlwu art with <± U O . we."— Psalm 23. 1 While my Redeemer 's near, My shepherd and my guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear ; My wants are all supplied. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GERAR. S.M. :ao 2 To ever fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet "repose. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; To thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. Jesus our living Head. 786. 1 Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near ; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs ; He pardons every day, — Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with his blood ! 4 Jesus, our living Head ! We bless thy faithful care,— Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ; Here wait, my warmest love ; Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. Doxology. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! DENNIS. S. M. 254 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MALVERN. L. M. mm i »..[ 1 t u u I r i i j -C t 1 J i 1 j_ H; r . g — t^l ,—P I II -j-— D I 1 P =J C „ C, AHA Prayer of the Publican. UUO - Luke 18: 13. 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry ; Thy pardoning grace is rich and free : O God, be merciful to me ! 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; Christ and his cross my only plea : O God, be merciful to me ! S Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies ; But thou dost all my anguish see : God, be merciful to me ! 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone ; To Calvary alone I flee : O God, be merciful to me! ? And when redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me ! 6o3« Penitence for broken Vows. 1 When silent steal across my soul Remembrances of broken vows, And tears, almost beyond control, Flow, as my guilty spirit bows, — 2 'T is then I Ve caught the Saviour's eye, Viewing with looks of injured love, A soul, for whom he deigned to die, Inconstant and ungrateful prove. 3 Oh ! had he not so kindly glanced (My weeping soul in anguish cries,) I could have borne that searching look ; But now I yield : my spirit dies, 4 No more on promises I '11 rest, Nor resolutions vainly made ; But leaning on my Saviour's breast, Implore his Spirit's gracious aid. 1 1 &(\ "I have fought a good fight." -LJ.OU. 2Tim. 4: 6-S. 1 The hour of my departure 's come ; I hear the voice that calls me home ; Now, O my God! let trouble cease, And let thy servant die in peace. 2 The race appointed I have run ; The combat 's o'er, the prize is won ; And now my witness is on high, And now my record 's in the sky. 3 Not in mine innocence I trust ; I bow before thee in the dust ; And through my Saviour's blood alone? I look for mercy at thy throne. 4 I come, I come, at thy command ; I give my spirit to thy hand ; Stretch forth thine everlasting arms, And shield me in the last alarms. 1900 TJie Dav of Wrath. _LZjOO.( A nymnof the Thirteenth Century.) 1 That day of wrath ! that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay"? How shall he meet that dreadful day ? 2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead !— 3 Oh ! on that day— that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou the trembling sinner's stay, Tho' heaven and earth shall pass away ! NEW SABBATH UYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 255 WINDHAM. L. M. 54 8. The narrow Way.— Matt. 7 : 13, 14. 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there ; But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler. 2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command : Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new : Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; W r hich false apostates never knew. ~\~\ CK(\ " Whose foundation is in the dust.'" ±100. j b4: 17-21. 1 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator, God ? Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just than he ? 2 Behold, he puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne; Their natures, when compared with his Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 5 But how much meaner things are they Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay ! Touched by the finger of thy wrath, We faint and vanish like the moth. t4 From night to day, from day to night, We die by thousands in thy sight ; Buried in dust whole nations lie, Like a forgotten vanity. 6 Almighty Power ! to thee we bow : How frail are we ! how glorious thou ! No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. 1 1 &7 " Alone tcith Tliee, in that dread 1 The moment comes, when strength shall fail, When, health, and hope, and courage flown, I must go down into the vale And ehade of death, with thee alone. 2 Alone with thee ! in that dread strife Uphold me in mine agony ; And gently be this dying life Exchanged for immortality. 3 Then, when th' unbodied spirit lands Where flesh and blood hath never trod, And in the unvailed presence stands Of thee, my Saviour and my God, — 4 Be mine eternal portion this, Since thou wert always here with me, That I may view thy face in bliss, And be for evermore with thee. 1289. Tremlling in Fear of Hell 1 Father! — if I may call thee so, — I tremble with my one desire : Lift up this heavy load of woe, Nor let me in my sins expire ! 2 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my sinful soul, Should bruise and break this soul of mine, Long as eternal ages roll. 3 Thy wrath I fear, thy wrath alone, This endless exile, Lord, from thee ! Oh, save ! oh, give me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me ! Doxologt. Glory to thee, O God, most high ! Father, we praise thy majesty ! The Son, the Spirit, we adore, One Godhead, blest for evermore! 256 N *W SABBATH 1IYMX AND TUXE BOOK. MOULTON. S. H. M. ■J- J J J J j I j , r 'r j '. ', i|iv J. J., i C r S ', I , I / . " ,Faj% xchicli tcorketh by love." 1 Faith is the polar star That guides the Christian's way, Directs his wanderings from afar To realms of endless day : It points the course, where'er he roam, And safely leads the pilgrim home. 2 Faith is the rainbow's form Hung on the brow of heaven, The glory of the passing storm, The pledge of mercy given : It is the bright triumphal arch Through which the saints to glory march. 3 The faith that works by love, And purifies the heart, A foretaste of the joys above To mortals can impart : It bears us through this earthly strife, And triumphs inlmmortal life. *| 9 1 4- " A T eit7ier shall there be any more J -- J - L ^ fc » pain.'''' 1 Friend after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? RUNDELL. C. H. M. -I 1 There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, — Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire. 3 There is a world above, Where parting is unknown, A whole eternity of love, Formed for the good alone ; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere. 4 Thus star by star declines, Till all are passed away, As morning high and higher shines To pure and perfect day : Nor sink those stars in empty night — They hide themselves in heaven's own light. 1 r [For words (Hymn 937) sec opposite page] NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. KILE. 8s & 6s. 257 f^^i ±=£ 3 :)KE 15 f • c r =7=? ^=P -4 r¥Ff j_^ r-.fr.r 1112. "Save Tlnj people, and bless Tliine inheritance.' 1 '' 1 From foes that would the land devour From guilty pride, and lust of power; From wild sedition's lawless hour ; From yoke of slavery ; From blinded zeal, by faction led ; From giddy change, by fancy bred ; From poisoned error's serpent head, Good Lord, preserve us free ! 2 Defend, O God, with guardian hand, The laws and rulers of our land, And grant thy churches grace to stand In faith and unity! Thy Spirit's help of thee we crave, That thy Messiah, sent to save, Returning to the world, might have A people serving thee ! t/ O I . " Sorrowing, yet always rejoicing." [Tune Rundell, opposite paere.] 1 When I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, Bow, all resigned, beneath his rod, And bless his sparing power, •A- joy springs up amid distress, — A fountain in the wilderness. Oh, to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though sorrows fix me there, Is still a privilege ; and sweet 17 The energy of prayer, Though sighs and tears its language bo, If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. Then blessed be the hand that gave ; Still blessed when it takes ; Blessed be he who smites to save, Who heals the heart he breaks : Perfect and true are all bis ways, Whom heaven adores, and earth obe3*s. 258 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ORION. 8s & 6s. i — * — »— i — n-| — ' i — i i* F 1144. "Twill praise the name of God with a song? 1 Let every heart rejoice and sing ; Let choral anthems rise ; Te reverend men, and children, bring To God your sacrifice : For he is good,— the Lord is good, And kind are all his ways : With songs and honors sounding loud, The Lord Jehovah praise ; While the rocks and the rills, While the vales and the hills A glorious anthem raise, Let each prolong the grateful song, And the God of our fathers praise. He bids the sun to rise and set ; In heaven his power is known ; And earth, subdued to him, shall yet Bow low before his throne : For he is good, — the Lord is good, And kind are all his ways : With songs and honors sounding loud, The Lord Jehovah praise ; While the rocks and the rills, While the vales and the hills A glorious anthem raise, Let each prolong the grateful song, And the God of our fathers praise. ELLARD ^ 1_^ NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 8s & G. 259 tP&— r- [i J t j J 1— J J J- -^T— [ c- -, i_, H- :tf=3&J^— ^*— £d£ ,-1-^-41 1 'II 11 ,' _ja ^ — ^ JLJT J* £ ,. £ ; \L ^ [ -H ( -^ t^=^ 1, It 945. Blessed are they that mourn." — Matt. 5 : 4, i I heard the voice of love divine, Addressing man to trouble born ; What accents, Saviour, then were thine " Blessed are they that mourn !" 2 Again it spoke : " Come unto me, Thou with distress and labor worn ; Best and refreshment are for thee : Blessed are they that mourn !" 3 I heard a voice in truth's pure word, A saint who sorrow's yoke had borne : " Blest is the man thou chast'nest, Lord ! Blessed are they that mourn !" •1 I heard an angel-voicc proclaim, [adorn, "Yon victors bright, whom crowns Through tribulation great they came : Blessed are they that mourn !" 5 "Why should I then for sufferings grieve, Sincesorrowleads to joy'sbright bourn? Let me indeed the words believe : "Blessed are they that mourn I" NOBLE. 8s & 6. 2± ^— ■LLS 3^ I— ±=a itzf: i^s r rf. f 877. Prayer for Christ's aid in Toil. 1 Lo ! the storms of life are breaking; Faithless fears our hearts are shaking : For our succor undertaking, Lord and Saviour, help us ! 2 Lo ! the world from thee rebelling, Round thy church in pride is swelling! With thy word their madness quelling, Lord aud Saviour, help us ! 3 On thine own command relying, We our onward task are plying ; Unto thee for safety sighing, Lord and Saviour, help us ! 4 By thy birth, thy cross, and passion, By thy tears of deep compassion, By thy mighty intercession, Lord and^Saviour, help us I 260 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. NORWICH. 7s. QoO.Frayerfor the Indwelling of the Spirit. 1 Holt Spirit ! Love Divine ! Let thy light "within me shine ; Breathe thyself into my breast : Earnest of immortal rest. 2 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way : Keep me thine, for ever thine; Let thy love and joy be mine. 513. Tlie Prodiga I inv ited. 1 Brother, hast thon wandered far From thy Father's happy home, "With thyself and God at war ? Turn thee, brother ; homeward come. 2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave ? Squandered life's most golden hours ? Turn thee, brother ; God can save. 3 He can heal thy bitterest wound, He thy gentlest prayer can hear ; Seek him, for he may be found ; Call upon him ; he is near. 539. " Why will ye die ?"— Ezek. S3 : 11. 1 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? God, your Maker, asks you why — God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live. 2 Sinners, turn ! why will ye die ? God, your Saviour, asks you why — He who did your souls retrieve, He who died, that ye might live. 3 "Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will ye slight hi3 grace, and die ? 4 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why — He who all your lives bath strove, Wooed you to embrace his love. 5 Will ye not his grace receive ? W r ill ye still refuse to live? Oh ! ye dying sinners, why Will ye grieve your God, and die ? 546. " Where wilt thou appear f" 1 Pet. 4 : IS. 1 When thy mortal life is fled, W r hen the death-shades o'er thee spread, When is finished thy career, Sinner, where wilt thou appear ? 2 When the Judge descends in light, Clothed in majesty and might ; When the wicked quail with fear, Where, oh, where wilt thou appear f 3 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, Quickly to the Saviour fly : Then shall peace th) r spirit cheer; Then in heaven shalt thou appear. 1 2i . " Deep regret for follies pasV ' 1 God of mercy ! God of love ! Hear our sad, repentant song ; Sorrow dwells on every face, Penitence on every tongue. 2 Deep regret for follies past, Talents wasted, time misspent ; Hearts debased by worldly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent ; 3 Foolish fears and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain ; Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain j NEW SABBATH HTMS AND TUNE BOOK. DALLAS. 7s. 2G1 4 The«e, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame, we own Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy ! God of grace ! Hear our sad, repentant songs ; Oh, restore thy suppliant race, Thou to whom all praise belongs ! 589. "Ln vest thou Me V 1 Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love ? 2 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild; Filled with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? 3 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all? 4 Lord, decide the doubtful case ; Thou who art thy people's Sun, Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be, indeed, begun. 5 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not loved before, Help me to begin to-day. U L O . Confession. 1 Oh these eyes, how dark and blind ! Oh this foolish, earthly mind ! Oh this froward, selfish will, Which refuses to be still ! 2 Oh these ever roaming eyes, Upward that refuse to rise ! Oh these wayward feet of mine, Found in every path but thine ! 3 Oh this stubborn, praycrless knee, Hands so seldom clasped to thee, Longings of the soul that go, Like" the wild wind, to and fro ! 4 To and fro, without an aim, Turning idly whence they came; Bringing in no joy, no bliss, Adding to my weariness. 5 Giver of the heavenly peace, Bid, oh, bid these tumults cease ; Minister thy holy balm. Fill me with thy Spirit's calm. 6 Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Leave me not in sin to stay ; Bearer of the sinner's guilt, Lead me, lead me, as thou wilt ! " N~o more my oicn, but thine." Luke 23 : 34. 838. 1 Let me dwell on Golgotha, Weep and love my life away ! While I see him on the tree Weep, and bleed, and die for me! 2 Hark ! his dying word : " Forgive ! Father, let the sinner live ; Sinner, wipe thy tears away, I thy ransom freely pay." 3 While I hear this grace revealed, And obtain a pardon scaled, All my warm affections move, Wakened by his dying love. 4 He hath dearly bought my soul ; Lord, accept, and claim the whole ! To thy will I all resign, Now ho more my own, but lUiae. 2G2 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. SHINING SHORE. 8s & 7s. rp \~ 11 1 rJ -^ 1 -H— j r-*h. =^=T^ 1 l! i ' ' r j 1 1 J i A II i *•& — 1-« -J — • — *- 1 r- L_j_ f i — ° — Tt 1 ■ i — "-r-f— i 1- i i J 1 — l L ~r— 1 1228. 1 My clays are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, — Those hours of toil and danger : For now we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over ; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 Our absent king the watchword gave — "Let every lamp be burning;" We look afar, across the wave, Our distant home discerning : For now, etc. " Thou art to pass over Jordan this day. y 3 Should coming days be dark and cold, We will not 3 T ield to sorrow, For hope will sing, with courage bold, " There's glory on the morrow :" For now, etc. 4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, Each cord on earth to sever — There — bright and joyous in the skies — There is our home for ever ; For now we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over : And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. BILLOW. 8s, 7s & 4. ! 7^'" — i— H- — i — -1—}-; — 1 ' -V -i =t- -,-! J ■ 1 — uz c =3- r -i-— T -3- — 9— * • — F~f* nr r J 9 -0- — m — J- C — f f- 1 t 1 l=Mr =t=. —u =t -k-ip -F- -£- -f=a=t= k -*— r— — 1 — _j j L_ — fr I 1st timk. I 2d time. r*-"-r =l— ft [For words (Hymn 1108) see opposite page.] NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LANDER, lis & 12s. ' 1 f- 2C3 ss r p r r ±=J=rf La f=^ i r~r~T iii. ^ r r .^r c r i r\\ r f f r > r f r i \ •j i j i r j • , • 11 j j j i j ii j ■*• J mm 3E5^^E^ §E f^P £ iv • i-f^ 796. Soon and for ever with Christ. 1 Soon — soon and for ever our union shall be Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer, in thee ; The sins and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, Its pangs and its partings remembered no more, When life can not fail, and when death can not sever, Then Christians with Christ shall be — soon and for ever. 2 Yes, soon and for ever, we '11 see as we 're seen, And learn the deep meaning of things that have been ; Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, — A glorious to-morrow is bright'ning and near : When — blessed reward of each faithful endeavor ! — True Christians with Christ shall be — soon and for ever ! 1108. Tlie Guidin g Star. [Tune Billow, opposite page.] 1 Star of peace! to wanderers weary, Bright the beams that smile on me ; Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, Far, far at sea. 2 Star of hope ! gleam on the billow, Bless the soul that sighs for thee ; Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, Far, far at sea. 3 Star of faith f when winds are mocking All his toil, he flies to thee ; Save him, on the billows rocking, Far, far at sea. 4 Star divine ! oh, safely guide him Bring the wanderer home to thee / Sore temptations long have tried him, Far, far at sea. 2C4 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WILTZ. 6s. Double. 4—4- k=t I I | , i! ! 4-4 S=F* 4-4- s :2=2=22 i^^y. rr ^ ^Z3T gfe^E^ i=t *fe £=^= 1 I I f I— T y d D . " My Jesus, as thou wilt." 1 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! Oh, may thy will be mine ! Into thy hand of love I would my all resign : Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as thine own, And help me still to say, My Lord, thy will be done ! 2 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of bope Grow dim or disappear : Since thou on earth hast wept, And sorrowed oft alone If I must weep with thee, My Lord, thy will be done ! 3 My Jesus, as thou wilt ! All shall be well for me : Each changing future scene I gladly trust with thee : Then to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, My Lord, thy will be done ! «/ OU. The Discipline of Joy and Sorrow. 1 My sky was once noon-bright, My day was calm the while ; I loved the pleasant light, The sunshine's happy smile. 2 I said, " My God, oh ! sure This love will kindle mine ; Let but this calm endure, Then all my heart is thine." 3 Thou trustedst me awhile : O Lord ! I was deceived ; I reveled in the smile, Yet to the dust I cleaved. =3 ?fc:: T7T. . 4 Then the fierce tempest broke ; I knew from whom it came ; I read in that sharp stroke A Father's hand and name. 5 Must I be smitten, Lord ? Are gentler measures vain ? Must I be smitten, Lord ? Can nothing save but pain ? 6 I said, " My God! at length This stony heart remove ; Deny all other strength, But give me strength to love." 987. More like God. 1 I did thee wrong, my God ; I wronged thy truth and love ; I fretted at the rod, — Against thy power I strove. 2 Come nearer, nearer still ; Let not thy light depart ; Bend, break this stubborn will ; Dissolve this iron heart ! 3 Less wayward let me be, More pliable and mild ; In glad simplicity More like a trustful child. # 4 Less, less of self each day, , • And more, my God, of thee ; Oh, keep me in the way, However rough it be. 5 Less of the flesh each day, Less of the world and sin: More of thy Son, I pray, More of thyself within. 6 More molded to thy will, Lord, let thy servant br>m Tliy vres- °° • ence f"— Psalm 139. 1 Ik all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest ; My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And, ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh, wondrous knowledge, deep andhigh! Where can a creature hide ! Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 142. " Tlie living God." 1 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 3 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view ; To thee there 's nothing old appears, Great God ! there 's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drown, And vexed with trifling cares ; While thine eternal thoughts move on Thine undisturbed affairs. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WINDSOR. CM. 275 i , i. r 1 1 ' i i r r :=--=£: J J J. j J. \ I! A 5 Great God! how infinite art thou! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. •x J O . Man sinful oy Nature. 1 How sad our state by nature is ! Our sin— how deep it stains ! And Satan holds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word : " Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, And runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord : Oh, help my unbelief! 4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Saviour and my All. Need of Regeneration. 549. 1 How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious other load! The heart unchanged can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ? 'T is thine, almighty Saviour, thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'T is thine the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fall From reason's darkened eyes ; — 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live : A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'T is thine alone to give. 5 Oh, change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine ! Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. 00/ . Repentance in view of God's patience. 1 And are we wretches yet alive ! And do we yet rebel ! 'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love, That bears us up from hell ! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to flames* And threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feeble frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries, " Forbear !" And straight the thunder stays ; And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace ? 4 Lord, we have long abused thy love, Too long indulged our sin ; Our aching hearts now bleed to see What rebels we have been, 5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command; No more will we obey": Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, And drive thy foes away. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory a* it was, is now, Aud shall be evermore J 276 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BERRY. L. M. n= mm ; ;*tse: .-J—' £*=& i=± rg— ttt J-J. 465. Tlie power of the Ilohj Spirit. 1 Eternal Spirit, we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger, and our refuge, too. S Thy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin ; All our imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew, 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice Thy cheering words awake our joys ; Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. \)4c U. "i7 1 1 1 . \- — ; d cJ : " * 1 pd — 1 & — 1 ~S — M IT f .r — T e 1 1 S 1 _T G |i— - 1 s 1 ! 1 — ° — 1* 1 1 — e — 1 1 a 1 J -^- • i ^ * i j- 0. -1 » — F- 1 (• 1 1 u "I" — j- 1 & ■ — f» - s> ,|- j i f ' LZI LL_ Tj £_p r r -J^ l. 288 NEW SABBAT EI HYilN AXD TUNE BOOK. RETREAT. L. M. I I I I !3lJ J-^?J J | J J ^ P=*=Le=> A iir^ 'IP I - : g=[F= : * z ^ * =F= :^=rff=:^: :zz: £ 1 " Remember the Sabhath day, to keep it u ■•- • holy.'" 1 Another six days' work is done ; Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, unto thy rest ; Enjoy the day thy God hath blest. 2 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ! And draw from heaven that calm repose, Which none but he who feels it knows ; 3 That heavenly calm within the breast ! It is the pledge of that dear rest Which for the church of God remains, — The end of cares, the end of pains. 4 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away. How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! •/QQ "Is there n o Physician there V* * °°' Jer. 8: 22. IWht droops my soul, with grief op- pressed ? Whence these wild tumults in my breast? Is there no balm to heal my wound ? No kind physician to be found ? 2 Raise to the cross thy weeping eyes ; Behold, the Prince of glory dies ! He dies extended on the tree, Thence sheds a sovereign balm for thee. 3 Dear Saviour ! at thy feet I lie, Here to receive a cure, or die; But grace forbids that painful fear— Oh, boundless grace ! it triumphs here. 4 Expand, my soul, with holy joy ; Hosannas be thy blest employ, Salvation thy eternal theme, — And swell the song with Jesus' name ! ,Q1 (K " What sinners value, I resign." 01 °- Psalm it. 1 What sinners value, I resign ; Lord, 't is enough that thou art mine : I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life 's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall I wake and find me therj > 3 Oh, glorious hour ! oh, blest abode] I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet sur- prise, And in my Saviour's image rise ! 11 b . " It is even a vapor? 1 How vain is all beneath the skies ! How transient every earthly bliss ! How slender all the* fondest ties, That bind us to a world like this ! 2 The evening cloud, the morning dew, The withering grass, the fading flower, Of earthly hopes are emblems true — The glory of a passing hour ! 3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die, And all beneath the skies is vain, There is a land, whose confines lie Beyond the reach of care and pain. 4 Then let the hope of joys to come Dispel our cares, and chase our fears : If God be ours, we 're traveling home, Though passing through a vale of tears. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 289 MINTON. L. M. I O. Sabbath Evening. 1 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 2 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love ; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 3 Nor will our days of toil be long : Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God. i 00. With Christ in Heaven. 1 As when the weary traveler gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if o'er the plains He sees his home, though distant still— 2 So when the Christian pilgrim views, By faith, his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 " 'T is there," he says, " I am to dwell With Jesus in the realms of day ; Then shall I bid my cares farewell And he will wipe my tears away," 845. TJie Mercy-seat. 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 'T is found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There i* h place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, — 19 A place, than all besides, more sweet ; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Wherefriendholds fellowshipwith friend: Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat ! 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, And sense and sin molest no more, Andheavencoines downoursouls togreet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat ! 5 Oh ! let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold and still, This throbbing heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat. 8G4. " How blest the sacred tie P 1 How blest the sacred tie that binds, In union sweet, according minds ! How swift the heavenly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one ! 2 To each the soul of each how dear! What jealous care, what holy fear ! How doth the generous flame within, Eefine from earth and cleanse from sin I 3 Their streaming tears together flow For human guilt and human woe ; Their ardent prayers united rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. ■i Together oft they seek the place Where God reveals his awful face ; Howhigh,howstrongtheir raptures swell There 's none but kindred minds can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire 'Mid nature's drooping, sickening fire: Soon shall they meet in realms above, A heaven of joy, because of love. 290 NE~W SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CANTERBURY. C. M. rft \ | \ 1 -1 | | l-i 1 — ' — rr ' |— 1 1 | —1— tod.f J h r r r p r~r a '■ 1 r— 1 L _j9 1 ' 1 2 1 1 ' r ' p r i — i — r** i _l — p — ^_^ — — j — C | 1 I i 1 ■! h— * — - — »*- 1 ' iJ I * : I S^r ■gm B=k d: r 1 /l A "0**r dwelling-place in all generations.' - L ^ tu - Psalm 90. 1 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust : " Return, ye sons of men :" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 6 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home ! 4 1 . « My Saviour died for me." I Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord ! In thee I put my trust, Encouraged by thy holy word — A feeble child of dust. 52 1 have no argument beside, I urge no other plea ; And 'tis enough the Saviour died, The Saviour died for me ! 3 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-scat, My hope within the vail. 4 From strife of tongues, and bitter words, My spirit flies to thee ; Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Saviour died for me ! 5 And when thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away ; — 6 Then, though it be in accents weak, My voice shall call ou thee, And ask for strength in death to speak^ " My Saviour died fur me." (\ €> 7 " Wilt not Thou deliver my feet from °°'- falling r 1 Alas, what hourly dangers rise! What snares beset my way ! To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 Howoft mymournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance, oh, how vain ! How strong my foes and fears ! 3 .0 gracious God ! in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, thy powerful aid impart. My Guardian and my Guide. 6 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ! And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WINDSOR, C. M. 291 ,_. — | ,_. _ 1— — ! !_, — J 127! TJie Judgment-seat of Christ. 1 That awful day will surely come, Th 1 appointed hour makes baste, When I must staud before my Judge, Aud pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, Thou Sovereign of my heart ! How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound, "Depart!" 3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair! To see my God remove — And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love ! 4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon thy breast : Without a gracious smile from thee, My spirit can not rest. 5 Oh, tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ! Show me some promise in thy book, Where my salvation stands. 6 Give me one kind, assuring word, To sink my fears again ; And cheerfu!l} T my soul shall wait Her threescore years and ten. 580. Inconstancy lamented. 1 Loxg have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; Yet still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear'! How low my hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! 3 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success ; Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 4 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high ; Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 1280. " Oh, how shall I appear f 1 When, rising from the bed of death O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker lace to. face — Oh, how shall I appear ! 2 If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; — 3 Whenthou,0 Lord ! shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how snail I appear ! 4 Then, see my sorrows, gracious Lord ! Let mere}' set me free, While in the confidence of prayer My heart takes hold of thee. 5 For never shall my soul despair Thy mercy to procure, Since" thy beloved Son hath died To make that mercy sure. Doxologt. 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 ! 292 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LTTS L. M. 4Z. «/ toi^ 2Aa£ «ie«. pray everywhere." 1 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat ; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, Aad every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. OQ " The love of CJirist, which passeih hnowl- Oo. edge" 1 Come, dearest Lord ! descend and dwell By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that can not be expressed. 2 Come,fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length, Of thine immeasurable grace. 8 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done By all the church, through Christ his Son! 4 O / . "No other Friend can J desire." 1 My precious Lord, for thy dear name I bear the cross, despise the shame ; Nor do I faint while thou art near; I lean on thee ; how can I fear ? 2 No other name but thine is given To cheer my soul in earth or heaven ; No other wealth will I require ; No other friend can I desire. Yea, into nothing would I fall For thee alone, my All in All ; To feel thy love, my only joy ; To tell thy love, my sole employ. [ Zet TJiy presence set me free? 988. 1 My soul before thee prostrate lies ; To thee, her Source, my spirit flies : My wants I mourn, my chains I see, — Oh, let thy presence set me free ! 2 Undone and lost, for aid I cry; In thy death, Saviour, let me die ; Griev'd with thy grief, pain'd with thy pain, Ne'er let me live for self again. 3 In life's short day, let me yet more Of thine enlivening love implore ; My mind must deeper sink in thee, My foot stand firm, from wandering free. JL^UU. "Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb" 1 Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept; God's dying Son Passed thro' the grave, and blest the bed : Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne The morning break, and pierce the shade. 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn! Attend, O earth ! his sovereign word : Restore thy trust : a glorious form Shall then ascend to meet the Lord! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HAMBURG. L. M. 203 -4- -*- -0- jL -^.-e- J J -&• -J— 4-t— l fe^jg ^f" pz: :^ft:^: — i 1 1 — i i .i i £ 1 i ' # S — — £*- i — r- 1 6 . " When I survey the icondrous Cross.'' 1 When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most- I sacrifice them to his blood. S See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an offering far too small : Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all ! 501. Probation in this life only. Eccles. 9 10 1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward ; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God has given T' escape from hell and fly to heaven ; The day of grace, — and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. S Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, wi:h ail your might pursue, Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 4 There are no acts of pardon passed In the cold grave to which we haste ; But darkness, death, and long despair Keign in eternal silence there. 811. "With mu soul have I desired T7i&• in I S 1 i i n | : -qg — L 1 p* — ^ IL r 7'7 i ) 3fr " Drmo nigh unto my soul, and re- * ' *"'• deem iV 1 When I listen to thy word, lu thy temple, cold and dead; When I can not see thee, Lord, All faith's little daylight fled— Sun of glory, Beam again around m} T head. 2 When thy statutes I forsake ; When my graces dimly shine ; When thy covenant I break — Jesus, then remember thine : Check my wanderings By a look of love divine. 8 When thy heavenly dew distills, And my views, O Lord, are clear — Clear and bright from Zion's hills, Temper joy with holy fear ; Keep me watchful, Only safe when thou art near. 4 When afflictions cloud my sky, When the tide of sorrow flows, When thy rod is lifted high, Let me on thy love repose : Stay the rough wind, When thy chilling east wind blows. 5 When the vale of death appears, Faint and cold this mortal clay, Kind Forerunner ! soothe my fears, Light me through the darksome way : Break the shadows — Usher in eternal day ! Every sentence, oh, how tender ! Every line is full of love : Hear, oh, hear it ! Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel News from Zion's King proclaim : "To each rebel sinner pardon, Free forgiveness in his name :" Oh, receive it ! " Free forgiveness in his name." 3 Now, ye angels, hovering round us, Wailing spirits, speed your way ; Haste ye to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay : Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey. 517. Free Forgiveness. I Sinners, will you scorn the message Sent in mercy from above ? * 9bserve the tb for t\\s, Hymn. 518. " Look unto me and he ye saved.'" 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, This is your accepted hour: Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power : He is able. Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! the Saviour prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him crv, before he dies, "It is finished!" Sinners, will not this suffice ? Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly. Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 296 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CAMBRIDGE. C. M. t-l, H~l 1 1 l-r^— J-r n 1-r-J-J^— I (-,- , r~T~T~"f~7 r— '^ ir?. . Cw '*~T! -i-j — ». r :fc=^: fe^ 1 -o — H f- *=l T r Sen D. i 9 il 7 " ^ w ^ declare what lie hath done for **** ' • my soul.'" — Psalm 66. 1 O all ye lands, rejoice in God ! Sing 1 praises to his name ; Let all the earth, with one accord, His wondrous acts proclaim ; 2 And let his faithful servants tell How, by redeeming love, Their souls are saved from death and hell, To share the joys above ; — 3 Tell how the Holy Spirit's grace Forbids their feet to slide ; And, as they run the Christian race, Vouchsafes to be their guide. 4 Oh, then, rejoice, and shout for joy, Ye ransomed of the Lord ! Be grateful praise your sweet employ, His presence your reward. " Happy is the man thatfindeth wisdom.'''' — Prov. 3 : IS. 958. 1 Oh, happy is the man that hears Instruction's warning voice ; And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. 2 For she hath treasures greater far Than east and west unfold ; And her rewards more precious are Than all their stores of gold. 3 She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure's paths to tread ; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. 4 According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. 19 Q A " Wlien shall I see my Father** AO 1 *' facer 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eve To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to my sight ! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight. 3 O'er all those wide extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God, the Sun, for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 4 No chilling winds, no poisonous breath, Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. 5 When shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blest ? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest ? 6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul Can here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I 'd launch away. 1 A O O . JVb Sin in Heaven. 1 Far from these narrow scenes of night, Unbounded glories rise, And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair, distant land! could mortal eyes But half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on carta no more ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BALERMA. C. ML 297 3 No clouds those blissful regions know- Realms ever bright and lair ! For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. 4 Oh, may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love ! Till wings of faith, and strong desire, Bear every thought above. 5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high ; Then bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. 1 9^0 "^ Mat sitteth on the throne shall X hinMe if t0 Godr 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear ! — 2 Our anxious souls prepare For that tremendous day ; Come, till us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray ; — 3 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down! * Oh, may we all be found Obedient to thy word, — Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord ! 5 Oh, may we all insure A home among the blest ; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest ! 1 9C Q "Knowing the terror of the Lord, u * we persuade men:'' 1 And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise, And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes ? 3 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven before his face Astonished shrink away ? 3 But, ere the trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark, from the Gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread ! 4 Ye sinners ! seek his grace Whose wrath ye caii not bear; Fly to the shelter of his cross, And find salvation there. 300 NEW SABBATH HYMX AND TUNE BOOK. HOXTON. 8s, 6s & 4s. 940. " Hallow this grief. 1 Father ! who in the olive shade, When the dark hour came on, Didst, with a breath of heavenly aid, Strengthen thy Son, — Oh, by the anguish of that night, Send thou us blest relief; Or to the chastened, let thy might Hallow this grief! ACTON. 8s & 6. And thou, that, when the starry sky Saw the dread strife begun, Didst teach adoring faith to cry, " Thy will be done!"— By thy meek Spirit, thou of all That e'er hath mourned the chief— Thou Saviour ! if the stroke must fall, Hallow this grief 1182. " I will he with 1 Father, when thy child is dying, On the bed of anguish lying, Then, my every want supplying, To me thy love display ! 2 Ere my soul her bonds hath broken, Grant some bright and cheering token, That for me the words are spoken, " Thy sins are washed away !" Jiim in trouble." 3 When the lips are dumbwhich bless'd mc, Andwithdrawn the hand that pressed mc, Then let sweeter sounds arrest me, To call my soul away ! 4 Guide me to that world of spirits, Where, through thine atoning merits, Ev'n thy weakest child inherits The joys which ne'er decay. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. KITIO. 8s & 5. 301 407. " Sin g of Jesus" 1 Sing of Jesus, sing for ever Of the love that changes never : Who or what from him can sever Those he makes his own ? 2 With his blood theLordhathboughtthcm, When they knew him not, he sought them, And from all their wand'rings brought His the praise alone. [them : 3 Through the desert Jesus leads them, Wkh the bread of heaven he feeds them, MEAD. 8s, 6s, 5 & 4. 4 And through all the way he speeds them To their home above. 4 There they see the Lord who bought them, Him who came from heaven, and sought them, Him who by his Spirit taught them : Him they serve and love. 5 Sing of Jesus, sing for ever, Sing the love that changes never: Who or what from him~can sever Those he makes his owil? 384. Hallelujah. 1 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Now is the battle done, Now is the vict'ry won ; Let us joy, and sing Hallelujah ! 2 Hallelujah, Hallelujah! Suff 'ring death's cruel doom, Jesus hath hell o'ercome : Let us praise, and shout Hallelujah ! 8 Hallelujah, Hallelujah ! He rose by his own might In heavenly love and light : Let us joy, and sing Hallelujah ! 4 Hallelujah, Hallelujah ! Closed are the gates below, Heaven's halls are open now : Let us praise, and shout Hallelujah ! 5 Hallelujah, Hallelujah! Lord, by thy passion, save Us from the endless grave : Let us ever sing Hallelujah ! 302 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK ELIM. C. M. Double. fe J l==3ZJ=j I— .— 1--1 * ! J 1 J 1 -. | L_ — ,___ 1- , l^,_J___jCJ_ -L- — 1— „- i i ii^; 2r> r" Oi). '■'■Keep silence, all created things.' 1 '' 1 Keep silence, all created things, And wait your Maker's nod ! My soul stands trembling while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life,death,andhell,and worlds unknown, Hang on his Arm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 8 Before his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men ; With every angel's form and size, Drawn by tlr eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfills some deep design. 5 My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes ; — What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 6 In thy fair book of life and grace, May I but find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb ! A O 4 . "Learning of TJiee." 1 Lord, when we the path retrace Which thou on earth hast trod ; To man thy wondrous love and grace, Thy faithfulness to God :— Thy love, by man so sorely tried, Proved stronger than the grave ; The very spear that pierced thy side Drew forth the blood to save : — 2 Faithful amid unfaithfulness, 'Mid darkness only light, Thou didst thy "Father's name confess, And in his will delight ; Unmoved by Satan's subtle wiles, Or, suffering shame and loss ; Thy path, uncheered by earthly smiles, Led only to the cross : — 3 O Lord ! with sorrow and with shame, Before thee we confess How little we, who bear thy name, Thy mind, thy ways express. Give us thy meek, thj' lowly mind: We would obedient be ; And all our rest and pleasure find In learning, Lord, of thee. L>Z J "Whom, having not seen, ye love.' 1 '' 1 To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now, Our weary soiils repair, To dwell upon thy dying love, And taste its sweetness there. 3 Sweet resting-place of every heart That feels the plague of sin, Yet knows the deep, mysterious joy Of peace with God within. * 3 Dear suffering Lamb ! thy bleeding wounds, With cords of love divine, Have drawn our willing hearts to thee, And linked our life with thine. 4 Thy sympathies and hopes are ours : Dear Lord ! we wait to see Creation, all below, above, Redeemed and blest by thee. 5 Our longing eyes would fain behold That bright and blessed brow, Once wrung with bitterest anguish, wea? Its crown of glory now. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DOWNS. C. M. 303 tf& 1 1 J J- -^J=^^=^4=f^=^ jttzzzz O- 1—2 s, S- 1 1 £> L-O „ ^ iLg 1 _ j_ r • r i ' ! i ■. i - \\ J j- J J j . J i J - r -^— i ■ fg. 1 r= =f — R* H F is- f» — Tr !w ? _( 7 _l_. — W j- — ! §^5E ==p=ili 6 "Why linger, then ? Come, Saviour, come, Responsive to our call ! Come, claim thine ancient power, and reign The heir and Lord of all. fro i O, '■'■flay me doxen to rest." 1 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song Like holy incense rise ; Assist the offering of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day Thy hand was still my guard ; And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepared. 3 Perpetual blessings from above Encompass me around ; But, oh, how few returns of love Hath my Redeemer found ! 4 What have I done for him who died To save my guilty soul ? How arc my follies multiplied, Fast as the minutes roll ! 5 Lord ! with this sinful heart of mine, To thy dear cross I flee, And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renewed by thee. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in the embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast. oil. " ITis own self hare our sins." 1 And did the Holy and the Just, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness aud dust That guilty man might rise '. £ Yes : the Redeemer left his throne, His radiant throne on high- Surprising mercy ! love unknown !— To suffer, bleed, and die. 3 He took the dying traitor's place, And suffered in his stead ; For man — oh, miracle of grace ! — For man the Saviour bled. 4 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders d-tfell In thine atoning blood ! By this are sinners saved from hell, And rebels brought to God. • DO. An ancient Hymn of Trust in Clirist. 1 Jesus ! our fainting spirits cry, When wilt thou show thy face ? Oh ! when our longings satisfy, And till us with thy grace ? 2 We, sinners, Lord, with earnest heart, With sighs, and prayers, and tears, To thee our inmost cares impart, Our burdens and our fears. 3 Thy sovereign grace can give relief, Thou Source of peace and light ! Dispel the gloomy cloud of grief, And make our darkness bright. 4 Around thy Father's throne on high, All heaven the glory sings ; And earth, for which thou cam'st to die, Loud with thy praises rings. 5 Dear Lord ! to thee our prayers ascend ; Our eyes thy face would see : Oh ! let our weary wanderings end, Our spirits rest in thee ! Doxologt. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall he evermore I 304: NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK LOUVAN. L. M. — * — <- w — . jg> — p — — - r^ — < — « — v ~ "~ * — r* — ' — *~~ i~f^ — * — i — ^ II I i ill Pf J ^ — u. s _^ — i L_| — 13-|—| X- ff 1 L| S L. s ^ L I I " 77*e Word was God."— John 1 : 4.. 254. 1 Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad, From everlasting was the Word : With God he was ; the Word was God, And must divinely be adored. 2 By his own power were all things made; By him supported, all things stand : He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. 3 But lo ! he leaves those heavenly forms : The Word descends and dwells in clay, That he may hold converse with worms, Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. 4 Mortals with joy behold his face, Th' eternal Father's only Son ; How full of truth, how full of grace, When thro' his eyes the Godhead shone ! 5 Archangels leave their high abode To learn new mysteries here, and tell The love of our descending God, The glories of Immanucl. 4 JL 1 . u Lord, save us ; we perish" 1 The billows swell, the winds are high ; Clouds overcast my wintry sky: Out of the depths to thee I call ; My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me thro' the storm; Defend me from each threatening ill : Control the waves ; say,"Peace ! be still." 3 Amid the roaring of the sea, My soul still hangs her hope on thee ; Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. 4 Tho' tempest-tossed and half a wreck, My Saviour through the floods I seek : Let neither winds nor stormy mnin Force back my shattered bark again. 74 9 . The Ilidin g-place. 1 Hail, sovereign Love ! that formed the plan To save rebellious, ruined man ; Hail ! matchless, free, eternal Grace, That gave my soul a hiding-place. 2 Against the God who rules the sky I fought, with hand uplifted high; I madly ran the sinful race, Regardless of a hiding-place. 3 Indignant Justice stood in view ; To Sinai's burning mount I flew : But Justice cried, with frowning face, " This mountain is no hiding-place." 4 Ere long a heavenly voice I heard ; A bleeding Saviour then appeared : Led by the Spirit of his grace, I found in him a hiding-place. 5 On him the weight of vengeance fell, That else had sunk a world to hell ; Then, O my soul ! for ever praise Thy Saviour God, thy hiding-place! 1 1 9Q " TTe shall have dominion also from. ±±£V. sea to S€r ,."_p sa im 72. 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Docs his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetesfsong; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 3 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains j The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 4 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King : Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen 1 NEW SABBATH IIYitN AND TUNE BOOK. MISSIONARY CHANT. L. M, 305 mmm 00 A. Light in Darkness.— Psalm 112. 1 That man is blest, who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law ; His seed on earth shall be renowned, And with successive honors crowned. 2 The soul that 's filled with virtue's light Shines brightest in affliction's night ; His conscience bears his courage up ; He sees in darkness beams of hope. 3 Beset with threatening dangers round, Unmoved shall he maintain his ground; The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. 1121. Tlie, Song of Triumph. 1 Soon may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies — That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's ! 2 Letthroncs and powers and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! And, over land and stream and main, Wave thou the scepter of thy reign ! S Oh, let that glorious anthem swell, Let host to host the triumph tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns ! _L 1 O . " Go ye into all the world." 1 Ye Christian heralds! go proclaim Salvation through Immanuel's name ; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He '11 shield you with a wall of fire, With fiaming zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease, And hush the tempest into peace. 8 And when our labors all are o'er, Then we shall meet to part no more, — 20 Meet with the blood-bought throng, to fall, And crown our Jesus — Lord of all ! _L 1 U O . " Asleep in Jesus. " 1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep ! From which none ever wake to weep ; A calm and undisturbed repos,e, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet ! 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. IOOO " Here have tre im oontinuing city.' 1 '' 4 Ad- Heb. IS: 14. 1 " We 've no abiding city here :" Sad truth, were this to be our home ; But let this thought our spirits cheer, " We seek a city yet to come." 2 " We 've no abiding city here ;" We seek a city out of sight : Zion its name — the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light. 3 sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest! Had I the pinions of the dove, I 'd fly to thee, and be at rest. 4 But hush, my soul ! nor dare repine ; The time my God appoints is best : While here, to do his will be mine, And his to fix my time of rest. 30G NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. NAOMI. C. M. h\\ j =S=*zd- — **i- F— ^— 1 1 I J j J. — - — * J— ?— J J J u i ^^^ — r U* >* 1 — «*»»-] i « — : i =a 1 1 — - J J J /S &> & u i * ^9 -w^-t f ' EJ ' l J J J r 'r U 1 f 1 -fl- jS*£-b — Z — __** — U — i — m 1 1 1 1 1 | ' "(• - > r — r— t— r~ - J ; U U A . Pleadin g the Promise. 1 Lord, T approach the mercy-seat, Where thou dost answer prayer; There humbly fall before thy feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea; With this I venture nigh : Thou callest burdened souls to thee, And such, O Lord, am I. S Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By war without,"and fear within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place ; That, sheltered near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him thou hast died. 5 Oh, wondrous love ! — to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. 1 1 (\ X " 0ur day* on earth are as a A J. U ± . shadow.' 1 '' 1 How short and hasty is our life ! How vast our soul's affairs ! Yet senseless mortals vainly strive To lavish out their years. 2 Our days run thoughtlessly along, Without a moment's stay ; Just like a story, or a song, We pass our lives away. S God from on high invites us home, But we march heedless on, And, ever hastening to the tomb, Stoop downward a3 we run. 4 How we deserve the deepest hell, Who slight the joys above ! What chains of vengeance should we feci, Who break such cords of love! 5 Draw us, God, with sovereign grace, And lift our thoughts on high, That we may end this mortal race, And see salvation nigh. 11 / 2. ''■And after death the judgment." 1 Stoop down, my thoughts, that used to rise ; Converse awhile with death ; Think how a gasping mortal lies, And pants away his breath ! 3 But, oh ! the soul, that never dies ! At once it leaves the clay ; Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, And track its wondrous way. 3 Up to the courts where angels dwell It mounts, triumphant there ; Or plunges guilty down to hell, In infinite'despair. 4 And must my body faint and die? And must this soul remove ? Oh for some guardian angel nigh, To bear it safe above ! 5 Jesus ! to thy dear, faithful hand My naked soul I trust ; And my flesh waits for thy command To drop into my dust. l 9 A r " Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger IZaKJ'J. know:'' 1 Beneath our feet, and o'er our headj Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DUNDEE. C. M. mmmm j— 307 2 Death rides on every passing breeze ; He lurks in every flower; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour ! 3 Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger know Where'er thy foot can tread, The earth rings hollow from below, And warns thee of her dead ! 4 Turn, Christian, turn ! thy soul apply To truths divinely given ; The bones that underneath thee lie Shall live for hell or heaven ! Increase our Faith. 77. 1 Frequent the day of God returns To shed its quickening beams ; And yet, how slow devotion burns! How languid are its flames ! 3 Accept our faint attempts to love ; Our follies, Lord, forgive : We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while we live. S Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, And Sabbaths never end :— 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, With heavenly luster shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine. 5 There shall we join, and never tire, To sing immortal lays ; And, with the bright, seraphic choir, Sound forth Immanuers praise. Whither shall Too from Tlvj Spirit?" Psalm 139. 136.' 1 Loud, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ! In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 2 Should I suppress my vital breath, T' escape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 3 If, winged with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the west, Thy hand which must support my flight. Would soon betray my rest. 4 If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades" to light. 5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : Oh, may I ne'er provoke that power From which I can not flee ! 15o. "Tlirice.TTohj Lordr 1 Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King : "Thrice holv Lord ! M the angels cry; " Thrice holy !" let us sing. 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul! to God; Lift, 'with thy hands, a holy heart, To his sublime abode, 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please him more Than noblest forms of speech. 4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free ; The pure in heart arc thy delight, And thev thv face shall 3ce. 308 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FEDERAL STREET. L. M. _] 1 1 , j I ' ' : J 1. J^^S J L ^^ @^ r J J- E =^= inp 1109 "Blessed are the dead vho die in the ±±J£. Lord."— Rev. 14 : 13. 1 How blest the righteous when he dies ! When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ; How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. S A holy quiet reigns around, % A calm which life nor death destroys ; And naught disturbs that peace profound, Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell ; How bright th' unchanging morn ap- pears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While heaven and earth combine to say, " How blest the righteous when he dies !" 11QQ " That they may rest from their labors." J-XO O* (Another form of the preceding Hymn.) 1 Sweet is the scene when Christians die, When holy souls retire to rest ; How mildly beams the closing eye ! How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore. 2 Triumphant smiles the victor's brow, Fanned by some guardian angel's wing ; O Grave ! where is thy victory now ? And where, O Death ! where is thy sting ? _L JL J4: . "So he giveth His beloved sleep* 1 Why should we start, and fear to die ! What timorous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans of dying strife Fright our approaching souls away ; We still shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet. My soul should stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron £ate, Nor feel the terrors as she passed ! 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there ! '•Tliey are not lost, but gene before." 1216. 1 Dear is the spot where Christians sleep. And sweet the strains their spirits pour; Oh, why should we in anguish weep ? — They are not lost, but gone before. 2 Secure from every mortal care, B3* sin and sorrow vexed no more, Eternal happiness they share Who are not lost, but gone before. 3 To Zion's peaceful courts above In faith triumphant may we soar, Embracing, in the arms of love, The friends not lost, but gone before. 4 To Jordan's bank whene'er we come, And hear the swelling waters roar ; Jesus ! convey us safely home, To friends not lost, but gone before. NEW SABBATH IIYilX AND TUNE BOOK. 309 A1BEC. L. M. 6 lines. ^h , 1 =g=fc 1 — s— 1 - 3 1- ^~ -j 4 —* pj? — j- =t 1 1- 7* ^=TT= 1 & 1 -© 7) J r J pj J- —11 — a — t_ e — II', i ■#- f4 1 J ', 1) ^Z*_- 1 1 1 - r - : 1 Jr^zp- ** i — - -Irf- 1 -r=> ; j,.: 4: / , r/te morning and evening Light. 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, Oh Sun of righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine ! Oh ! chase the clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 2 And when to heaven's all glorious King My morning sacrifice I bring, And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy in my Saviour's name : Then, Jesus, cleanse me with thy blood, And be my Advocate with God. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; And as each morning sun shall rise, Oh, lead me onward to the skies ! 4 And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, Jesus, thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed ; And, from death's gloom my" spirit raise, To see thy face, and sing thy praise. ^19. " I will fear no evil."— Psalm 23. 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales, and dewy meads, My weary, wandering steps he leads ; Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear 110 ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, And guide methroughthe dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely 'wilds I stray, Thy presence shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, W ith sudden greensand herbagecrown'd; And streams shall murmur all around. 412. ■Jesus icej^t.' 1 When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, wiio not in vain Experienced every human pain : He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the ill I would not do ; Still he who felt temptation's power Will guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers all that was a friend, And from his hand, his voice, his smile, Divides me for a little while ; Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 4 And, oh ! when I have safely passed Through every conflict but the la: t, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for thou hast died ; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away! 310 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MOUNT VERNON. 8s & 7s. T 900 " Ween not : SJie is not dead, hut J-^UJ. sletpethr 1 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, Gentle as the summer breeze, Pleasant as the air of evening, When it floats among the trees. 2 Peaodful be thy silent slumber — Peaceful in the grave so low : Thott no more wilt join our number : Thou no more our songs shalt know. 3 Dearest sister ! thou hast left us ; Here thy loss we deeply feel ; But 't is God that hath bereft us, lie can all our sorrows heal. 4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day oflife is fled : Then in heaven with joy to greet thee, AVhere no farewell tear is shed ! \2i Id. ''''And there shall be no more deatJu" 1 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those you love ; Pam and death, and night and anguish, Enter not the world above. 2 While our silent steps are straying Lonely thro' night's deepening shade, Glory's brightest "beams are playing Round the happy Christian's head, 3 Light and peace at once deriving, From the hand of God most high, In his glorious presence living, They shall never, never die. 4 Now, }-c mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those you love; Far removed from pain and anguish, They are chanting hymns above. AMOY. 6s & 4s. 515. To-day the Saviour calls." 1 — Heb. 3 : 15. 1 To-day the Saviour calls : Ye wanderers, come ! Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam ? 2 To-day the Saviour calls : Oh, listen now ! Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 To-day the Saviour calls : For refuge fly : The storm of justice falls, And death is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day : Yield to his power ; Oh, grieve him not away ! 'T is mercy's hour. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CLAYTON. 6s. 8s & 4. r—f—r—r J J. j -i J J J. r en 5&?i == 5=^15= rp- r-J -1 -4 j— r— 1 3=^-F^-d-d~J-T !*' i i i It' r rf pp-T r r r j 1 1 [ Ll ■r-^- "' i 1 -^ t-r— ] — 1 — * — l -h 315. 1 Father, thy Son hath died The sinner's death of woe ; Stooping in love from heaven to earth, Our curse to undergo — Our curse to undergo, Upon the hateful tree : Give glory to thy Son, O Lord ! Put honor in that Name of names By blessing me ! 2 Father, thy Son hath poured His life-blood on this earth, To cleanse away our guilt and stains, To give us second birth — To give us second birth, From sin to set us free : Give glory to thy Son, O Lord ! Put honor in that Name of names By cleansing' me ! Tlie Name of 2T«mes. 3 Father, thy Son on earth No one to own him found : He passed among the sons of men Rejected and disowned — Rejected and disowned, That we received might be : Give glory to thy Son, O Lord ! Put honor on that Name of names By owning me ! 4 Father, thy Son is king : Heaven's crown, and earth's is his! For us, for us he bought the crown. For us he earned the bliss — For us he earned the bliss : Amen, so let it be ! Give glory to thy Son, O Lord ! Put honor on that Name of name* By crowning me I zJL:E. : — r~ E-' ^ f^ -Lgr—r h,^— E.g— ^ZEzz fS — F ^~ 202. How are Tin/ servants blest, O Lord r 1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord ! How sure is their defense ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burningclimes theypass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. S When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will ; The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness I Ti adore ; I'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 6 My life, while thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be my lot, Shall join my soul to thee. 1910 " Having a desire to depart, and to ± -j J. \J . he with chrhV' 1 Why do wc mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? 'T is but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move ? Nor would we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our love. 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, There hopes unfading bloom. 4 The graves of all his saints he blessed, And softened every bed ; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head ? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, At the great rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake ! ye nations under ground ; Ye saints 1 ascend the skies. 1 91 Q "^ "name better than of sons and of X.jU ± d . daughters."— Isaiah 5G : 4, 5. 1 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears Flow o'er your children dead, Say not, in transports of despair, That all your hopes are fled. 2 While, cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie, Rise, and with joy and reverence view A heavenly parent nigh. 3 Though, your young branchestorn away, Like withered trunks ye stand ; — With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, Touched by th' Almighty's hand. 4 I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, " In my own house a place ; No names of daughters and of sons Could yield so high a grace. 5 " Transient and vain is every hope A rising race can give ; In endless honor and delight My children all shall live.'* NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DUNFERMLINE. C. M. 313 S±=i -I \- 1=£ it=^- l=T=r- n g 1 - i— r f=f X=g: d J J r r iii 6 We •welcome, Lord, those rising tears, Through which thy face we see ; And bless those wounds which through our hearts Prepare a way for thee. 1 A i O. " Behold, 1 shaio you a mystery." 1 Thro' sorrow's night, and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, "We, followers of our suffering Lord, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this, our last retreat, Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, The storms of earth shall beat. 4 Yet not thus buried, or extinct, The vital spark shall lie, For,o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise, To seek its kindred sky. 5 These ashes, too, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep. 6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye Shall shed its mildest rays ; And the long-silent voice awake With shouts of endless praise. Old Scotch Version of the Twenty- third Psalm. 220. 1 The Lord 's my shepherd, I '11 not want He makes me down to lie In pastures green ; he leadeth me The quiet waters by. 2 My soul he doth restore again ; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for his own name's sake. 3 Tea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill ; For thou art with me, and thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table thou hast furnished In presence of my foes ; My head thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy, all my life, Shall surely follow me ; And in God's house, for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. O . " 3fy Jesus and my God." 1 Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God, Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood? 3 'Tis by the merits of thy death Thy Father smiles again ; 'T is by thine interceding breath The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see, My thoughts no comfort find: The holy, just, and sacred Three Are terror to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, 1 My hope, my joy, begin: His name forbids my slavish fear; His grace removes my sin. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love th' incarnate Mystery, And there I fix: my U'ust." 314 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. SHERMAN. S. M. i^ i , i. -* — ^ - s 3* 5==St s S §=i S^g joy ;i i-: fl=(t fg-T^ I t==t O'jU. Way of Sin not the Way to Heaven. 1 Can sinners hope for heaven, Who love this world so well ? Or dream of future happiness, While on the road to hell ? 2 Shall they hosannahs sing, With an unhallowed tongue ? Shall palms adorn the guilty hand Which does its neighbor wrong ? 3 Can sin's deceitful way Conduct to Zion's hill ? Or those expect with God to reign Who disregard his will ? 4 Thy grace, O God, alone, Good hope can e'er afford ! The pardoned and the pure shall see The glory of the Lord. " 2Fow is our salvation nearer than when we believed.' 1 '' 1169. 1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er, Nearer my parting hour am I Than e'er I was before. 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be ; Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns, Nearer the crystal sea ; 3 Nearer my going home, Laying my burden down, Leaving my cross of heavy grief, Wearing my starry crown ; 4 Nearer that hidden stream, Winding through shades of night, Rolling its cold, dark waves between Me and the world of light. 5 Jesus ! to thee I cling : Strengthen my arm of faith ; Stay near me while my way-worn feet Press through the stream of death. 1178. " Whoso helieveth in Me shall never die:' 1 It is not death to die — To leave this weary road, And, 'mid the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake, in glorious repose, To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, — to breathe the ait Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong, exulting wing, To live among the just. 5 Jesus, thou Prince of life ! Thy chosen can not die ; Like thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with thee on high. '■At midnight there was a cry made? 1207. 1 Servant of God, well done ! Rest from thy loved employ : The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy. 2 The voice at midnight came ; He started up to hear : A mortal arrow pierced his frame ; He fell, but felt no fear. 3 At- midnight came the cry, "To meet thy God prepare!" He woke, — and caught his Captain's eye ; Then, strong in faith and prayer, NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FIELD. S. M. 315 y^^^^M 4 His spirit with a bound Left its encumbering clay : His tent, at sunrise, on the ground A darkened ruin lay. 5 The pains of death are past ; Labor and sorrow cease ; And life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. ; 6 Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. JL a ( 1 . " My flesh also shall rest in hope.'''' 1 Rest for the toiling hand, Rest for the anxious brow, Rest for the weary, way-worn feet, Rest from all labor now ; — 2 Rest for the fevered brain, Rest for the throbbing eye ; BONAR. S. M. Double. -J L Through these parched lips of thine no more Shall pass the moan or sigh. 3 Soon shall the trump of God Give out the welcome sound, That shakes thy silent chamber-walls, And breaks the turf-sealed ground. 5 Ye dwellers in the dust Awake ! come forth and sing ; Sharp has your frost of winter been, But bright shall be your spring. 5 'T was sown in weakness here ; 'Twill then be raised in power: That which was sown an earthly seed, Shall rise a heavenly flower ! Doxology. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! ® ^=^s=^: mm hd=aU: i r r — i — f- 1 i :^=£ T-t Refrain. ^ £M P «=£ i.l 1 J. i . J.. I ■ All jL± ±+±A- U r@Z I- 1 * "1 L tit &±x 31G NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ELIZABETHTOWN. C. M. i \^& i s = — N — 1 r— 1 4—. * si - ?EE*=&=^=Ff=nF- : £V)-- 5 — claims For all the pious dead ; Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are blest ! How kind their slumbers are ! From sufferings and from sin released, And freed from every snare. 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a larec reward. 318 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BERNE. L. M -I JYi «» J =i wmm ■r^E3E S . » _sL- -- 1 - 1 1 1 r r 4: / x. Salvation sought from the Trinity. 1 Father of heaven ! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend : To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son ! incarnate Word ! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! Before thy throne we sinners bend : To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend: To us thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son! Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! Before thy throne we sinners bend : Grace, pardon, life, to us extend ! 530. " Come to Me."— Matt 11 : 23-30, 1 With tearful eyes I look around ; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, " Come to me." 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 "Come, for all else must fail and die ; Earth is no resting-place for thee ; To heaven direct thy weeping eye, I am thy portion ; come to me." 4 voice of mercy ! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above ! And gently whisper, " Come to me." 000. " God calling yet." 1 God calling vet ! — shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ? t— r *f~ir' s — rTr r r f r j- j \\ j_ j__ i i j. j \_ _i i l \ * f \\* ~* P ~ ~F I I 1 1 i ' H- — i i 1 ^ts. — i Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers he ? 2 God calling yet ! — shall I not rise ? Can I his loving voice despise, And basely his kind care repay ? He calls me still : can I delay ? 3 God calling yet !— and shall he knock, And I my heart the closer lock ? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ? 4 God calling yet !— and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live ? I wait, but he does not forsake; He calls me still !— my heart awake ! 5 God calling yet ! — I can not stay ; My heart I yield without delay : Vain world," farewell ! from thee I part ; The voice of God hath reached my heart ! / 18. " Ye are not your own." — 1 Cor. 6 : 19. 1 Oh, not my own these verdant hills And fruits and flowers and stream and wood; But his who all with glory fills, Who bought me with his precious blood. 2 Oh, not my own this wondrous frame. Its curious work, its living soul ; But his who for my ransom came : Slain for my sake, he claims the whole. 3 Oh, not my own the grace that keeps My feet from fierce temptations free; Oh, not my own the thought that leaps, Adoring, blessed Lord, to thee! 4 " Oh, not my own !" I '11 soar and sing, When life, with all its toils, is o'er, And thou thy trembling lamb shalt bring Safe home, to wander never more. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PILESGROVE. L. M. 319 ^_/j_« — — i — _ . — i — i^ — . — __ — 1__ — — 1^_. — i — __. — i __. — _ fiZ LJi I— 1--3 9^\s> -— ~-\ — I-—- -|— — I— 1-1— -±— y& &— <-j-— I 1 -Vs? -^— \s>— w- r j r ,_j j &J 'a i jji j ^i^j £3>i i ' ^ — t — ^ — **- J i 1 — ^=^ — "^ 4 1 — t^-— f H 'r K "Praise waiteth for TJiee, God, in Zion." %J ' 'Psalm 65. 1 For thee, God, our constant praise In Zion waits, thy chosen seat ; Our promised altars there we '11 raise, And all our zealous vows complete. 2 O thou who to our humble prayer Didst always bend thy listening ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain, To stop thy flowing mercy try ; For grace shall cleanse the guilty stain, And wash away the crimson dye. i How blest the man, who, near thee placed, Within thy heavenly dwelling lives ! While we, at humbler distance, taste The vast delights thy temple gives. / Ol. Trust in Christ at the Hour of Death. 1 Jesus, in whom but thee above Can I repose my trust, my love ? And shall an earthly object be Loved in comparison with thee ? 2 How soon, O Lord, will life decay ! How soon this world will pass away ! Ah ! what can mortal friends avail, When heart and strength and life shall fail ? 8 Oh, then, be thou, mv Saviour, nigh, And I will triumph while I die ; My strength, my portion, is divine, And Jesus is for ever mine ! ►DO. *In whom tee have boldness: 1 Where high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, — The Guardian of mankind appears. 3 Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye ; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. 3 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains A fellow-feeling of our pains ; And still remembers, in the skies, His tears, his agonies, and cries. 4 In every pang that rends the heart The Man of sorrows had a part ; He sympathizes in our grief, And to the sufferer sends relief. 5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known ; And ask the aid of heavenly power To help us in the evil houi\ Ye Jiaveput on Christ. '*— Gal. 3 ■ 27 1003. 1 Jesus ! thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 'Mid flaming worlds, in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 When from the dust of earth I ri?e To claim my mansion in the skies ; Ev'n then shall this be all my plea : " Jesus hath lived and died for me." 3 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruined nature sinks in years ; No aire can change its glorious hue,— The robe of Christ is ever new. 4 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice, Now bid thy banished ones rejoice ; Their beauty this, their glorious dress- Jesus ! thy blood and righteousness 1 320 NEW SABBATH IIYilX AND TUNE BOOK. MARLOW. C. M. r-fc- — i — i — i- | =1 =FF* 1 ■ m J fr- — -=* ;- =j=f=f — | J ==l =J— "~[T. b»F= 1 i J — U- r , Ii — ^ K_ S L— « — 1 4 J — r i :i :z5^d- "I =1 -i — t -j- =J- i I 1 "I — i — H- I i i — ^ ^— i J- —,«!>- -iS? * — J -LI r ■ r 1 1 r j j • _J 1 ' U 1 i L — r=^= 1 1 r—^ H- 0\JU. Conviction by the Law.— Rom. 7 : 9. 1 Lord, how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright, But since the precept came With such convincing power and light, I find how vile I aih. 3 My guilt appeared but small before, Till I with terror saw How perfect, holy, just, and pure Is thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load; My sins revived again : I had provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. 5 My God ! I cry with every breath, For some kind power to save ; Oh, break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. K i Q "lie, will abundantly 'pardon." 0±0. Isaiah 55 : 7, 8. 1 Sinners, the voice of God regard ; His mercy speaks to-day: He calls you, by his sovereign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Why will vou in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ? In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal woe ! 3 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace ; His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those who seek his face. 4 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; He pardons like a God: He will forgive your numerous faults Through a Redeemer's blood. Jo J. "Lord, remember i7ie."— Luke 23 : 42, 1 O titou, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Lord, remember me ! 2 When on my aching, burdened heart, My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, new peace impart ; Then, 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 1 4 When in the solemn hour of death 1 wait thy just decree ; Be this the"prayer of my last breath : Now, Lord, remember me ! 5 And when before thy throne I stand, And lift my soul to thee, Then with the saints at thy right hand, Lord, remember me ! Q ^\A. " & n t° ^e Lord did TmaJce my supplu J °^ - cation."— -Psalm 142. 1 To God I made my sorrows known ; From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne 1 poured out all my grief. 2 On every side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone ; While friends and strangers passed me by, Neglected or unknown. 3 Then did I raise a louder cry, Aud called thy mercy near: " Thou art my Portion when I die,— Be thou my Refuge here I" NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HEEMON. C. M. 321 KStx-iT r-f-^ 4 Lord ! I am brought exceeding low ; Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes, who vex me, know I 've an almighty Friend. n'JO "Be not dismayed, for lam thy 1 °« God." 1 Thou must go forth alone, my soul ! Thou must go forth alone, To other scenes, to other worlds, That mortal hath not known. 2 Thou must go forth alone, my soul, To tread the narrow vale ; But he, whose word is sure, hath said His mercy shall not fail. 3 Thou must go forth alone, my soul, To meet thy God above : But shrink not — he has said, my soul, He is a God of love ! 4 His rod and staff shall comfort thee Across the dreary road, Till thou shalt join the blessed ones In heaven's serene abode. 11/4. *X must die alone. " 1 That solemn hour will come for me, When, though their charms I own, All human ties resigned must be ; For I must die alone. 3 All earthly pleasures will be o'er, All earthly labors done, And I shall tread th' eternal shore, And I must die alone ! 5 But, oh, I will not view with dread That shadowy vale unknown : I see a light within it shed ; I shall not die alone ! I One will be with me there, whose voice I long have loved and known ; 21 To die is now my wish, my choice : I shall not die alone ! mK "Forsake me not when my strength °- faileth." 1 When bending o'er the brink of life My trembling soul shall stand, Waiting to pass death's awful flood, Great God ! at thy command ; 2 thou great Source of joy supreme! Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave. 3 Lay thy supporting, gentle hand Beneath my sinking head, And, with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed. 1 1 V 7 . "In Christ shall all be made alive " 1 When downward to the darksome tomb I thoughtful turn my eyes, Frail nature trembles at the gloom, And anxious fears arise. 2 Why shrinks my soul ?— in death's em- brace Once Jesus captive slept ; And angels, hovering o'er the place, His lowly pillow kept. 3 Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust, And, as the Saviour rose, The grave again shall yield her trust, And end my deep repose. 4 My Lord, before to glory gone, Shall bid me come away ; And calm and bright shall break the dawn Of heaven's eternal day. 5 Then let my faith each fear dispel, And gild with light the grave ; To him my loftiest praises swell, Who died from death to sava. 322 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. UNWIN. 8s & 4. ^fe^n^? r-| H|J J*- : |'| J J — i r«— p, — r— H: — — p — r r 1 — t» — i -^^r g r r— * p Pi**^? "K— t ^^ S!as5= i^ :*=•= 1 — r ^Q 149 . " £ocZ is Lover— \ John 4 : 8. 1 I cax not always trace the way Where thou, almighty One, dost move; But I can always, always say That God is love. 2 When fear her chilling mantle flings O'er earth, my soul to heaven above, As to her native home, upsprings ; For God is love. 3 When myst'ry clouds my darkened path, I'll check my dread, my doubts re- prove ; In this my soul sweet comfort hath, That God is love. 4 Oh may this truth my heart employ, Bid every gloomy thought remove, And turn all tears, all woes to joy, — Thou, God, art Love. 929. " Thy willle don e."— Matt. 6:10. 1 My God, my Father, while I stray Far from thy home, on life's rough way, Oh, teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done!" 2 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh ; Submissive still would I reply, " Thy will be done !" S If thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize, — it ne'er was mine ; I only yield thee what was thine : 44 Thy will be done !" 4 If but my fainting heart be blest With thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My God, to thee I leave the rest : 44 Thy will be done I" 5 Renew my will from day to day ; Blend it with thine, and take away Whate'er now makes it hard to say, 44 Thy will be done 1" 6 Then when on earth I breathe no more, The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I '11 sing upon a happier shore : 44 Thy will be done !" "| "I Q Q " Tliere is a culm for those who J-J-t/O. weep." 1 There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. 2 The storm that racks the wint'ry sky, No more disturbs their deep repose Than summer evening's latest sigh, That shuts the rose. 3 I long to lay this painful Wad And aching heart beneath the soil; To slumber, in that dreamless bed, From all my toil. 4 The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image, freed from clay, In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine, A star of day. 5 The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul immortal as its Sire, Shall never die. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BATES. 5s & 6s. Or lis. I r | t t !_,_ Hi j 1| J - J *jtlMX. t&_ — i— ^H-« 3E£^L_ r r~TT -i S-— - — |J |z^qJ:=^zrJ=i»=j*iD*: fF«r — m — h* > — 1» — *j -Y& —0 — fo 1 1 I * : r : — r—— r— H f—- 1 — *- .«► 323 ^—; t — i — i — i — i — r -i — i — ' — 6. 77iird Version of the Lord's Prayer. 1 Our Father in heaven, We hallow thy name ! May thy kingdom holy On earth be the same ! Oh, give to us daily Our portion of bread: It is from thy bounty That all must be fed. 2 Forgive our transgressions, And teach us to know That humble compassion Which pardons each foe ; Keep us from temptation, From evil and sin, And thine be the glory For ever ! Amen ! — — . "Acquaint now thyself with Him." — Job 22 : 21. 1 Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee with God, And joy, like the sunshine, shall beam on thy road; And peace, like the dew-drop, shall fall on thy head ; And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. 2 Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee with God, And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad ; Thy safeguard in danger that threatens thy path ; Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. 11/0."'" " I would not live alway." — Job 7 : 16. 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway : no, welcome the tomb ! Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure How o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ; 4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul! * The small notes will be required in singing this Hymn. See also page 450. 324 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WINCHESTER. L. M. ^**—b — .-I ,-{- 1-1— J — i i-F £ 9 n Q " Return unto thy rent, my soul /" AVO. Psalm 116. 1 Return, my soul, and sweetly rest On thy almighty Father's breast ; The bounties of his grace adore, And count his wondrous mercies o'er. 2 Thy mercy, Lord, preserved my breath, And snatched myfainting soul fromdeath; Removed my sorrows, dried my tears, And saved me from surrounding snares. 3 "What shall I render to the Lord ? Or how his wondrous grace record ? To him my grateful voice I '11 raise, With just thanksgiving to his praise. 4 O Zion ! in thy sacred courts, Where glory dwells, and joy resorts, To notes divine I '11 tune the song, And praise shall flow from every tongue. i 8 8 . The hidden Life. 1 Oh that I could for ever dwell, Delighted at the Saviour's feet ; Behold the form I love so well, And all his tender words repeat ! 2 The world shut out from all my soul, And heaven brought in with all its bliss, Oh ! is there aught, from pole to pole, One moment to compare with this ? 3 This is the hidden life I prize — A life of penitential love ; When most my follies I despise, And raise my highest thoughts above ; 4 When all I am I clearly see, And freely own with deepest shame : When the Redeemer's love to me Kindles within a deathless flame. 5 Thus would I live till nature fail, And all my former sins forsake ; Then rise to God within the vail, And of eternal joys partake. 1 Ol K " Why shoxdd we weep for those who ±A±0. dieV 1 Why should we weep for those who die ? Those blessed ones who weep no more ? Jesus hath called them to the sky, And gladly have they gone before. 2 A few short days they lingered here, Th' appointed span of trial knew ; Dropped — earlydropped the parting tear, And early now have parted, too. 3 Up, up, in swift ascent, they rise, Star after star of living light ! Whyshouldwe mourn that midnight skies Become with added glories bright ? 4 Far in the distant heavens they shine, But still with borrowed luster glow : Saviour, the beams are only thine, Of saints above, or saints below. 5 For them no bitter tears we shed, — Their night of pain and grief is o'er,— But weep our lonely path to tread, And see the forms we loved, no more. 1 Z44 . " One in our hope of rest abote" 1 Still one in life and one in death, One in our hope of rest above ; One in our joy, our trust, our faith, One in each other's faithful love. 2 Yet must we part, and, parting, weep ; What else has earth for us in store ? Our farewell pangs, how sharp and deep ! Our farewell words, how sad and sore ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ROSEDALE. L. M. 32,5 r r i ' r m r i in • ' i i. i. i Pi S ?==ttp= ±l4: IH zr~^ :pa*: # — _„ — L »— i » — •-£*—* — JF — L o — h— » — L - r * — e — I I I I I :i_«Li J. ill pz:=ftp= =FP= J—J.-^- J -' L£ r S 3 Yet shall we meet again in peace, To sing the song offestal joy, Where none shall bid our gladness cease, And none our fellowship destroy. 4 Where none shall beckon us away, Nor bid our festival be done ; Our meeting-time th' eternal day, Our meeting-place th' eternal throne. 5 There, hand in hand, firm-linked at last, And, heart to heart, enfolded all, We '11 smile upon the troubled past, And wonder why we wept at all. A0 1 '■''Hove the Lord who died for me." "OJ±. 1 John 4: 19. j 1 I love the Lord who died for me ; I love his grace divine and free ; I love his word, for there I read That he loved me, and for me bled. 2 I love to hear that he was slain ; I love his every grief and pain ; I love to think on him by faith, And muse upon his cruel death. S I love his people and their ways ; I love with them to pray and praise : I love the Father and the Son ; I love the Spirit he sent down. 4 I love to think the time will come When I shall be with him at home,— When I shall love as he loves me, And praise him through eternity. 1010 " ^ n my Withers house are many v ±yj . mansions." — John 14: 2. I Thy Father's house ! — thine own bright home ! And thou hast there a place for me ! Though yet an exile here I roam, i That distant home by faith I see. 2 I see its domes resplendent glow, Where beams of God's own glory fall; And trees of life immortal grow, Whose fruits o'erhang the sapphire wall. 3 I know that thou, who on the tree Didst deign our mortal guilt to bear, Wilt bring thine own to dwell with thee, And waitest to receive me there ! 4 Thy love will there array my soul In thine own robe of spotless hue ; And I shall gaze, while ages roll, On thee, with raptures ever new ! 5 Oh, welcome day ! when thou my feet Shalt bring the shining threshold o'er; A Father's warm embrace to meet, And dwell at home for evermore ! 1U '4 1. "Jesus, thine own 3fessia7i t reigns." 1 Wnv, on the bending willows hung, Israel ! still sleeps thy tuneful string?-. Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, And Zion's song denies to sing ? 2 Awake ! thy sweetest raptures raise ; Let harp and voice unite their strains : Thy promised King his scepter sways : Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns ! 3 No taunting foes the song require; No strangers mock thy captive chain ; But friends provoke the silent lyre, And brethren ask the holy strain. 4 Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong, If other lands thy triumph share: A heavenly city claims thy song ; A brighter Salem rises there. 5 By foreign streams no longer roam ; Nor, weeping, think of Jordan's flood: In every clime behold a home, In every temple see thy God. 32() NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. MARLOW. C. M. -L 8 6 . What is Prayer ? 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, " Behold, he prays !" 5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, Uis watchword at the gates of death: He enters heaven with prayer. 6 O thou, by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way ! The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray. 101 Wherefore do ye upend money for that which is not bread V 1 In vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind ; The choicest blessings earth can yield Will starve a hungry mind. 2 But God can every want supply, And fill our hearts with peace : lie gives by co\ 'nant, and by oath, The riches of his grace. $ Come, and he '11 cleanse our spotted souls, And wash away our staius In that dear fountain which his Son Poured from his dying veins. 4 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell, And deep engrave his law ; And every motion of our souls To swift obedience draw. 5 Thus will he pour salvation down, And we shall render praise, — We, the dear people of his love, And he, our God of grace. 1 00 7 U ^° ^ h ear tity *** to t? ie Lord, and ±\Jo I . not unto men.'''' 1 Not only wdien ascends the song, And soundeth sweet the word, — Not only 'mid the Sabbath throng, Our souls would seek the Lord ; 2 For, while we every yoke would break, And every captive free, And every sluggish soul awake, — Lord, we are seeking thee ! 3 Oh, mean may seem the work we do, And vile the name we earn ; But thou, O Lord, dost search us through, Our loyal hearts discern. 4 We lose, we lack, that men may gain, We suffer, and we smile : But why this joy amid the pain ? We seek our Lord the while ! 5 Oh, everywhere, oh, every day, Thy grace is still outpoured ; We work, we wait, we smile, we pray^ Behold, we seek thee, Lord ! 1100 "-4»<2 the city had no need of the J -- Lt7U ' sun:' 1 Ye golden lamps of heaven! farewell, With all your feeble light ; Farewell, thou ever-changing moon, Pale empress of the night! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BROOKLYN. CM. Double. 1st time. 327 |2n time. m & — -F m F -m r* *-> — I — *L_^ ^=^-' ^zztt f- 2 And thou refulgent orb of day, In brighter flames arrayed, My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere, No more demands thine aid. 3 Ye stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode ; The pavement of those heavenly courts, Where I shall reign with God. 4 The Father of eternal light Shall there his beams display ; Nor shall one moment's darkness mix With that unvaried day. 5 No more the drops of piercing grief Shall swell into my eyes ; Nor the meridian sun decline Amid those brighter skies. 6 Thee all the millions of his saints Shall in one song unite, And each the bliss of all shall view, With intinite delight. 1199. "Befell asleep:' 1 Behold the western evening light ! It melts in evening gloom : So calmly Christians sink away, Descending to the tomb. 2 The winds breathe low, the withering leaf Scarce whisDers from the tree : So gently flows the parting breath, When good men cease to be. S How beautiful on all the hills The crimson light is shed ! 'T is like the peace the Christian gives To mourners round his bed. 4 How mildly on the wandering cloud The sunset beam is cast ! *T is like the memory left behind, When loved ones breathe their last. 5 And now above the dews of night The rising star appears ; So faith springs in the hearts of those Whose eyes are bathed in tears. 6 But soon the morning's happier light Its glory shall restore, And eyelids that are sealed in death Shall wake to close no more. 1 94-0 "C aua ht U P together with them in the J-^^U. clouds.'"' 1 Hope of our hearts ! O Lord, appear, Thou glorious Star of day ! Shine forth, and chase the dreary night, And all our fears away. 2 Strangers on earth we wait for thee : Oh, leave the Father's throne ! Come with a shout of victory, Lord, And claim us as thine own ! 3 Oh, bid the bright archangel then The trump of God prepare, To call thy saints, the quick, the dead, To meet thee in the air ! 4 No resting-place we seek on earth, No loveliness we see ; Our eye is on the royal crown Prepared for us and thee, 5 But, oh ! the thought of sharing, Lord* Thy glorious throne above, What is it to the brighter hope Of dwelling in thy love. DOXOLOGT. 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 ! 328 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BOND. C. M. Double. !*^ I i 1 I -4 J J * -fiWi f^fr- =e£ fe=p-3^i =MsU- \*j r r r r ' 1 ! : I J T~T \ i! j j 4 J r r i^ r r r • ! ' ' ! i '• J r r f > |1 IC^ p' t^rr H '■2=^^-1^ ^fc 1- -&-^2&- -~£*-r-^- -f— -MBB 1 -U— I i £_Li u_j — 1_ — CLOSE. . , -.— f-H — t-4-4 ^=4 t 1 < * 1 ' 1 " 'f-J X g- i 1 J. j ~* — s 1 r r ■t— ' — H^ =i=4= -r-^tf^FF^— r- ■f-+-f-* K Q 7 " Have mercy upon me, God f* OVI. Psalm 51. 1 Tukn not thy face away, Lord ! From them that lowly lie, Lamenting sore their sinful life With tears and bitter cry : Thy mercy-gate stands open wide To them that mourn their sin ; Shut not that gate against us, Lord ! But let us enter in. 2 Thou knowest, Lord, what things be past And all the things that be ; Thou knowest well what is to come ; There 's nothing hid from thee : So press we to thy mercy-gate, Where mercy doth abound, Imploring pardon for our sin To heal our deadly wound. 3 O Lord ! we need not to repeat What we do beg and crave ; For thou dost know, before we ask, The blessing we would have : Mercy, O Lord ! we mercy seek ; This is the height and sum ; For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer, Oh, let thy mercy come I Ub&. "Renew my broken vow."" 1 How long the time since Christ began To call in vain on me ! Deaf to his warning voice, I ran Through paths of vanity. 2 He called me when my thoughtless prime Was early ripe to ill ; I passed from folly on to crime, And yet he called me still. 8 He called me in the time of dread, When death was full in view ; I trembled on my feverish bed, And rose to sin anew. 4 Yet could I hear him once again, As I have heard of old, Mcthinks he should not call in vain His wanderer to the fold. 5 O thou, who every thought dost know, And answerest every prayer! Try me with sickness, want, or woe, But snatch me from despair. 6 My struggling will by grace control ; Renew my broken vow : What blessed light breaks on my soul ! My God ! I hear thee now. inifl "According to HU mercy He saxed J. U J. -j . -ms."— Titus 3:5-7. 1 Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been ; Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2 But, O my soul ! for ever praise, For ever love his name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin, and shame. 3 'T is not by works of righteousness, Which our own hands have done ; But we are saved by sovereign grace, Abounding through his Son. 4 'T is from the mercy of our God, That all our hopes be.irin ; *T is by the water, and the blood, Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'T is through the purchase of his deatU Who hung upon the tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ; And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory, too, And see our Father's face. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. Hi DOWNS. C. It , 1 1 S 329 y fe o l=A i j j=^ T n *\fi " 77us ^o " l remembrance of Jfe." 1U0U. Luke 22: 19. 1 According to tliy gracious word, In meek humility. This will I do, my dying Lord ! I will remember thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember, thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget ? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat — And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn my eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God ! my Sacrifice, I must remember thee ! 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me — Tea, while a breath, a pulse remains Will I remember thee ! 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me ! f\f)Q. "I abhor myself, and repent in dust UUO. and ashes.'' 1 Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet, ashamed I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ? Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares so oft betrayed From Jesus to depart. B But he, for his own mercy's sake, My wandering soul restores ; He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 4 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The deep, repentant sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, With pity in thine eye ! 5 Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek tlvy face ; And, grateful, own how kind, how sweet Thy condescending grace ! " Oh, that I were as in months past . Job 29 : 2. 617, 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt The Saviour's pardoning blood Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, His praises tuned my tongue ; And, when the evening shade prevailed, His love was all my song. 3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. 4 But now, when evening shade prevails, My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 5 Rise, Saviour ! help me to prevail, And make my soul thy care ; I know thy mercy can not fail ; Let me that mercy share. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore ! 330 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. SHIRLAND. S. M. "^ ^ _ Jt r I '.P P J. I J p^gzEE I 3— i-SJ — - m 1 (\~l '■'lie hath not dealt with us after our - LU - L - sins."— Psalin 103. 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his wrath is felt, Its strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west Doth all our guilt remove. 4 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 481. TJie Bible above Nature. — Psalm 19. 1 Behold, the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 Bnt where the Gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 Thv laws are just and pure, Thy truth without deceit ; Thy promises for ever sure, And thy rewards are great. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ! Oh, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven ! A QQ « Tlie law of the lord is perfect:' ^O^. Psalm 10. 1 How perfect is thy word, And all thy judgments just ; For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 2 I hear thy word with love, And I would fain obey ; Send thy good Spirit from above, To guide me, lest I stray. 3 Warn me of every sin ; Forgive my secret faults ; And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 4 While, with my heart and tongue, I spread thy praise abroad ; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. O O . "So run that ?/a may obtain." 1 My soul, it is thy God Who calls thee by his grace ; Now loose thee from each cumbering load, And bend thee to the race. 3 Make thy salvation sure ; . All sloth and slumber shun ; Nor dare a moment rest secure, Till thou the goal hast won. 3 Thy crown of life hold fast ; Thy heart with courage stay; Nor let one trembling glance'be cast Along the backward way. 4 Thy path ascends the skies, With conquering footsteps bright ; And thou shalt win and wear the prizo In everlasting light. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. THATCHER. S. M. 331 -J— !- §e*eH -3- J J ^ * FT ::-: 1 — r •i Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford — No, not a drop of real joy — Without thy presence, Lord. 5 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll ; The circle where my passions move, And center of my soul. K"7Q Joy over the returning Prodigal. ° * &• Luke 15 : 7. 1 Hark! through the courts of heaven Angelic voices sound : He that was dead now lives again ; He that was lost is found. 2 God of unfailing grace, Send down thy Spirit now; Oh, raise the lowly soul to hope, And make the lofty bow. 3 In countries far from home, On earthly husks who feed, Back to their Father's house, O Lord, Their wandering footsteps lead. 4 Then at each soul's return, The heavenly harp shall sound : He that was dead now lives again ; He that was lost is found ! 64; God All and in All. 1 My God, my Life, my Love, To thee, to thee I call ; I can not live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss : They sit around thy gracious throne And dwell where Jesus is. 8 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. Having all in Christ— Psalm 31. 762. 1 My spirit on thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline ; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For thou art love divine. 3 In thee I place my trust ; On thee I calmly rest : I know thee good, I know thee just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform ; Safe in thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me— Secure of having thee in all, Of having all in thee. Doxology. The Father and the Son, And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship theej Both now and evermore. 332 NEW SAEBAT1I HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BROOKLYN. C. M. Double. _l | 1st time. | 2d ttme. ^^ ! r ) , 1 } 1_,_J . 1 — =* — "S — ^ "c 1 — * — *~~^ — [ J ,J 1 1 Up-J- 1 — * — * s — * — * — =* — ! "I 4 A - ±Y — ,«* — i ^ CLOSE. c? f d V & . . 1 e LS _ j,. , „ Lp- u r-r J f = f-^ , y- — p= 1 ^ — f»— -l» S^s^ n= r-— f=r |» i ^-f-TM ' ■ ■' r y \ r ■ ^ OU4:. k y /i6 darkness is past.''— I John 2 : S. 1 'T is past — the dark and dreary night, And, Lord, we hail thee now, Our Morning Star, without a cloud Of sadness on thy brow. The path on earth, the cross, the grave, Thy sorrows all are o'er ; And oh, sweet thoughtlthyeye shall weep, Thy heart shall bleed, no more. 2 Deep were those sorrows — deeper still The love that brought thee low ; That bade the streams of life from thee, A willing victim, flow. The soldier, as he pierced thee, proved Man's hatred, Lord, to thee; While in the blood that stained the spear, Love, only love, we see. 3 Drawn from thy pierced and bleeding side That pure and cleansing flood Speaks peace to every heart that knows The virtues of thy blood. Yes, 't is not that we know the joy Of canceled sin alone, But, happier far, thy saints are called, To share thy glorious throne. 4 So closely are we linked in love, So wholly one with thee, That all thy bliss and glory then Our bright reward shall be. Yes, when the storm of life is calmed, The weary desert passed, Our way-worn hearts shall find in thee Their full repose at last. Memory of Christ's Love precious. John 15 : 13 692. 1 My blessed Saviour, is thy love So great, so full, so free? Behold ! I p;:ve my love, my heart, My life, my all, to thee. 2 I love thee for the glorious worth In thy great self I see ; I love thee for that shameful cross Thou hast endured for me. 3 No man of greater love can boast Than for his friend to die ; But for thy foes, Lord, thou wast slain: What love with thine can vie ! •i Though in the very form of God, With heavenly glory crowned, Thou wouldst partake of human flesh Beset with troubles round. 5 Thou wouldst, likewretchedman,be made In every thing but sin ; That we as like thee might become, As we unlike have been. 6 O Lord, I '11 treasure in my soul The memory of thy love ; And thy dear name shall still to me A grateful odor prove. o2i ( . '■'•Make Tliy pleasure mine." 1 O Lord, my best desire fulfill, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears S Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears 'i 3 No : rather let me freely yield What most I prize to thee, Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold, from me. NEW SABBATH IIYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LITCHFIELD. C. M. ! i 333 ^ri^-^Zi—rtti j -r TTSTJ "" - n il i"H ' jFttf'f rt fffr t f i^—-=r — ^s ' — i — ^1 — i- _iM — ti r r r h ^L 4 Thy favor, all my journey through Thou art engaged to grant : What else I want, or think I do, 'T is better still to want. 5 Wisdom and mercv guide my way : Shall I resist them both? A poor, blind creature of a day, And crushed before the moth ! 6 But ah ! my inward spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway ; Else the next cloud that vails my skies Drives all these thoughts away. 931, "I welcome all Tliy sovereign trill." 1 My God ! the covenant of thy love Abides for ever sure; And in its matchless grace I feel My happiness secure. 2 Since thou, the everlasting God, My Father art become, Jesus my Guardian and my Friend, And heaven my final home, — 3 I welcome all thy sovereign will, For all that will is love ; And when I know not what thou dost, I wait the light above. 4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom Shall heavenly rays impart, And when my eyelids close in death, Sustain my fainting heart. 0^4- "^ i6 Lord gave and the Lord hath ° ott * taken away."— Job 1 : 21. 1 It is the Lord,— enthroned in light, Whose claims are all divine, Who hath an undisputed right To govern me and mine. 2 It is the Lord — who gives me all, My wealth, my friends, my ease; And" of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. 3 It is the Lord, my covenant God,— Thrice blessed be his name, — Whose gracious promise,sealed with blood, Must ever be the same. 4 Can I, with hopes so firmly built, Be sullen, or repine ? No : gracious God ! take what thou wilt ; To thee I all resign. 974, Tlie hidden life of the Christian. 1 Oh, happy soul, that lives on high, While men lie groveling here I His hopes are fixed above" the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no secret stings, While peace and joy combine To form a life, whose" holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God; His God in secret sees : Let earth be all in arms abroad ; He dwells in heavenly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world of time, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne To raise his honor here : Content and pleased to live unknown, Till Christ his life appear. 334 NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TU2XS BOOK. BONN. S. M. U 1 . '■'Draw us, and we tcill run after Tliee." 1 Along my earthly way, How many clouds arc spread ! Darkness, with scarce one cheerful ray, Seems gathering o'er my head. 2 Yet,Father, thou art Love ; Oh, hide not from my view ! But when I look, in prayer, ahove, Appear in mercy through ! 3 My pathway is not hid ; Thou knowest all my need ; And I. would do as Israel did, — Follow where thou wilt lead. 4 Lead me, and then my feet Shall never, never stray ; But safely I shall reach the seat Of happiness and day. 5 And, oh ! from that bright throne I shall look back, and see, — The path I went, and that alone Was the right path for me. o " Let this whirl be in yon, which was *)• also in Christ Jesus. " 80 1 Oh, arm me with the mind, Saviour, that was in thee ! And let my fervid zeal be joined With perfect charity. 2 Control my every thought ; And all my sin remove ; Let all my works in thee be wrought ; Let all be wrought in love. 8 Lord, do not let me trust In any arm but thine ! Humble, oh ! humble to the dust This stubborn soul of mine. 4 Help me to love like thee, In all thy footsteps tread: Thou hatest all iniquity, But nothing thou hast made. 5 Oh, may I learn the art With meekness to reprove ; To hate the sin with all my heart, But still the sinner love ! O JL . Call to Renewal of Covenant. 1 Come ye that fear the Lord, And love him while ye fear ; Come, and with heart and hand record Your vow and covenant here. 2 Here to his altar brought, Your holy vows renew, To be, in word, and deed, and thought, Faithful to him and true. 3 And true and faithful he To you will ever prove, Though hills were swept into the sea, And mountains should remove. 4 Then be his law our choice, The joy of young and old, As sheep"that hear their shepherd's voic* And follow to the fold. 5 So shall his staff and rod Conduct us and defend : God is a covenant-keeping God, And loves unto the end. 876. Doing all things to God's glory, 1 Teach me, my God and King, In all things thee to see ; And what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 33" ST. MICHAEL. S. M. 1- fupgi ^=pi m 5S=it -J J- 2 To scorn the senses' sway, While still to thee I tend ; In all I do, be thou the way, In all, be thou the end. 3 All may of thee partake ; Nothing so small can be But draws, when acted for thy sake, Greatness and worth from thee. 4 If done beneath thy laws, Ev'n servile labors shine ; Hallowed is toil, if this the cause ; The meanest work, divine. J.U JO. " Good tidings of great joy? 1 Saviour ! what gracious words Are ever, ever thine ! Thy voice is music to the soul, And life and peace divine. 2 Good, everlasting good — Glad tidings, full of joy, Flow from thy lips, the lips of truth, And flow without alloy. 3 The broken heart, the poor, The bruised, the deaf, the blind, The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch, In thee compassion And. 4 Lord Jesus ! speed the day — The promised day of grace To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf, The dead of Adam's race. Doxologt. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! BOYLSTON. S. M. 33G XEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HAMBURG. L. M. i t==t i «7 ^ r i i i - «U- a. j. * &EE?El * 5=t ^-S-r^ rzz - — I: 3z: - p — f— ^-F — z^— ^ l 1 T 1 Q^ " TF7ao 7m#i known the mind of the ±00. lordr— Job 11: 7,8. 1 What finite power, with ceaseless toil, Can fathom the eternal Mind ? Or who th' almighty Three in One, By searching, to perfection find ? 2 Angels and men in vain may raise, Harmonious, their adoring songs : The laboring thought sinks down op- pressed, And praises die upon their tongues. 3 Tet would I lift my trembling voice, A portion of his ways to sing ; And, mingling with his meanest works, My humble, grateful tribute bring. 2. ?j4 . The Mystery of Providence. 1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways ! How blind are we ! how mean our praise ! Thy steps can mortal eyes explore ? 'T is ours to wonder and adore. 2 Thy deep decrees from our dim sight Are hid in shades of awful night ; Amid the lines, with curious eye, Not angel minds presume to pry. 3 Great God ! I would not ask to see What in my coming life shall be ; Enough for me if love divine, At length, thro' every cloud shall shine. i Are darkness and distress my share ? Then let me trust thy guardian care ; If light and bliss attend my days, Then let my future hours be praise. 5 Tet this my soul desires to know, Be this my only wish below, That Christ be mine ; — this great request Grant, bounteous God, and I am blest! t)40. One Thing needful. 1 Why will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God's compassion spares ? While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot ? 2 Shall God invite 3'ou from above ? Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain ? And all these pleas unite in vain ? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue ; Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart : Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which thy compassion spares. C1Q The Hiding of GocTs Countenance. u - Lc/ « Psalm 13. lHow long, O Lord, shall I complain, Like one who seeks his God in vain ? Still shall my soul thine absence mourn, And still despair of thy return ? 2 Hear, Lord ! and grant me quick relief, Before my death conclude my grief: If thou withhold thy heavenly light, I sleep in everlasting night. 3 How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost ! But I have trusted in thy grace, And shall again behold thy face. 4 Whatever my fears or foes suggest, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest : My heart shall feel thy love, and raise I My cheerful voice to songs of praise. NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TUNE BOOK. ULM. L. M. 337 1 A 4 God's Eternity, and ifntCs Mortality. J-**. Psalm 90. 1 Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode : High was thy throne ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Lone: hadst thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned into man ; And loug thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity: Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just — "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away : our life 's a dream — An empty tale — a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour! 5 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till, by thy grace, we all may be Prepared to die and dwell with thee. Q 1 (\ Hope through the Sorrow* of C7trist. ° 1U - Psalm 69. 1 Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; Behold the rising billows roll, To overwhelm his holy soul ! 2 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove : Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son Atoned for crimes which we have done 3 Oh, for his sake, our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live ! The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor ihail ou • hone be turned to shame. 22 '"\0 £ " &*& me noi ^icay from TIi y presence." OVO. Psalm 51. 1 Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies! Turn from my sin thy searching eyes ; Nor let th' offenses of my hand Within thy book recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdued, — A conscience pure, a soul renewed; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from thy presence roam. 3 Oh, let thy Spirit to my heart Once more its quickening aid impart ; My mind from every fear release, And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace. mO "Lord, make me, to know the measure «• of my days.'— Psalm 39. 1 Almighty Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days ; Teach me to know how frail I am, And spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span, A little point m} T life appears ; How frail at best is dying man ! How vain are all his hopes and fears ! 3 Oh, spare me, and my strength restore, Ere my few hasty minutes flee ! And when my days on earth are o'er, Let me for ever dwell with thee. 4 Oh, be that noble portion mine! My God, I bow before thy throne ; Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And flx my hopes on thee alone. Doxologt. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! Praise Father, Sou, and Holy Ghost ! 338 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BARROW. CM. 000 u To heaven I lift mv waiting eyes." *° '*- Psalm 121. 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes : There all my hopes are laicf : The Lord that built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall Whom he designs to keep ; His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ; Thy keeper is the Lord : His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, W here thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, Till God commands thee home. / / . "Oh for a lately, contrite heart." 1 On for a heart to praise my God ! A heart from sin set free ; A heart that 's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me ; — 2 A heart resigned; submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 Oh for a lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within ! 4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above ; Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love. Ooy. Christ loved Unseen.— \ Peter 1 : S. 1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen That radiant form of thine ! The vail of sense hangs dark between Thy blessed face and mine ! 2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, Yet art thou oft with me ; And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot, As where I meet with thee. 3 Like some bright dream that comes un- sought, When slumbers o'er me roll, Thine image ever nils my thought, And charms m}' ravished soul. 4 Yet though I have not seen, and still Must rest in faith alone : I love thee, dearest Lord ! — and will, Unseen, but not Unknown. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, And still this throbbing heart, The rending vail shall thee reveal, All glorious as thou art ! Dt/U . Loving Obedience to Christ. 1 I would not wish to dwell on earth, Though earth were all my own, And mortal men should homage yield To me, and me alone. 2 I would not wish in heaven to dwell, And like a seraph shine ; Though bliss is there, without a tear, And all that bliss were mine. 3 But I would dwell where most I may Fulfill my Saviour's will ; My only wish, in life, in death, To glorify him still. 4 While action may his praise reveal, My cheerful act I 'd pay ; When suffering best may please my Lord, By suffering I 'd obey. 5 It is not place — above, below — My bliss, my heaven can be ; NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WARWICK. CM. 339 To live for him who died for man — Oh, that is life to me ! 4 O u. ,; Elect, precious'''' 1 Jesus! 1 love thy charming name; T is music to mine ear : Fain would I sound it out so loud, That eartli and heaven should hear. 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. 4 I '11 speak the honors of thy name With my last laboring breath ; Then,speechless,clasp thee in mine arms, The Conqueror of death. 7 U 7 . Living with Christ. \ Oh, could I find, from day to day, A nearness to my God ! Then should my hours glide sweet away, While leaning on his word. 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day ; In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 Blest Jesus ! come and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore; And when my frame dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 770 "Lord, I believe; help Tlwumine 1 * J ' unbelief."— Mark 9: 24. 1 Lord, I believe ; thy power I own, Thy word I would obey ; 1 wander comfortless and lone, When from thy truth I stray. 2 Lord, I believe ; but gloomy fears Sometimes bedim my sight ; I look to thee with prayers and tears, And cry for strength and light. 3 Lord, I believe ; but oft I know, My faith is cold and weak ; My weakness strengthen, and bestow The confidence I seek! 4 Yes ! I believe ; and only thou Canst give my soul relief: Lord! to thy truth my spirit bow; " Help thou mine unbelief!" truli/ I am Tliy servant^ 1098. "OLord, 1 Oh, not to fill the mouth of fame My longing soul is stirred : Oh, give me a diviner name ! Call me thy servant, Lord ! 2 No longer would my soul be known As uncontrolled and free ; Oh, not mine own, oh, not mine own ! Lord, I belong to thee ! 3 Thy servant, — me thy servant choose; Naught of thy claim abate ! The glorious name I would not lose, Nor change the sweet estate. 4 In life, in death, on earth, in heaven, This is the name for me! The same sweet style and title given, Through all eternity. 340 NEW SABBATH HT^IX AND TUNE BOOK. INVERNESS. S. M. ij> b J J — r-| -j ^ - E=i=sh -J — | q ____j_ t _j ^ J j -J J 1 ^l -e- i -«- F * L rrfrt J E.p__¥J | €» ■ 1 1 1 J ^ - T=1 ^ ; ; 1 1 ' ~ r -r^~~ i ■ ^r 1 -^ I Z . " Myself I can not nave" 1 Thou seest my feebleness, Jesus, be thou my power, — My help and refuge in distress, My fortress and my tower. 2 Give me to trust in thee ; Be thou my sure abode : My horn, and rock, and buckler be, My Saviour and my God. S Myself I can not save, Myself I can not keep ; But strength in thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 4 My soul to thee alone, Now therefore I commend : Lord Jesus, love me as thine own, And love me to the end. 526. Rest in God.— Genesis 8 : 9. 1 Oh, cease, my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam ; All this wide world, to either pole, Hath not for thee a home. 2 Behold the ark of God ! Behold the open door! Oh, haste to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. KCQ " Lord, to whom shall we go ?" «JOO. John 6: 6S. 1 Ah ! what avails my strife, My wandering to'and fro ? Thou hast the words of endless life Ah ! whither should I go ? 2 Thy condescending grace To me did freely move ; It calls me still to seek thy face, And stoops to ask my love. 3 My worthless heart to gain, The God of all that breathe, Was found in fashion as a man, And died a cursed death. 4 And can I yet delay My little all to give ? To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive ? 5 Ah ! no ; I all forsake, I all to thee resign : Gracious Redeemer, take, oh, take, And seal me ever thine ! 496. " Where shall rest be found f" 1 Oh, where shall rest be found — Rest for the weary soul ? 'T were 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. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : Oh, what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. AYLESBURY. S. M. i 341 \-~si- 1^52: -f! — &- i J J f-r-T" gs» fi P= _<£. s D— i-j." ^ broken heart thou wilt notdesjrise." 1 Still wilt thou, Lord, be found? And may I still draw near ? Then listen to the plaintive sound — A sinner's earnest prayer. 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, For still the same thou art ; To thee I look, to thee, my Lord, Lift up a helpless heart. 5 Though late, I all forsake ; My friends, my life resign : Gracious Redeemer, take, oh, take, And seal me ever thine ! 4 my offended Lord ! Restore my inward peace : I know thou canst — pronounce the word, And bid the tempest cease. 6 I yield to thy control ; Thou my Redeemer art : Enter and calm my troubled soul, And soothe my bleeding heart. llUU." Our days are as an hand -breadth." 1 My few revolving years, How swift they glide away ! How short the term of life appears, When past — but as a day ! — 2 A dark and cloudy day, Made up of grief and sin ; A host of enemies without, Of guilty fears within. 3 Lord, through another year, If thou permit my stay, With watchful care may I pursue The true and living way I Doxologt. The Father and the Son And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! BOYLSTON. S. M. 3N§~ p- j- — i- =1 1 n — '"l F^— 3=* H ' i J 9 I ^ 1 .0. -a. e, 1 -s- 1 -9- S> \=m^ — -9- h s- ^ it r i f r = fr" , ■ r H n* i — 1 _J 1 S i -» i p "ex i [ i ■ ~~& ~ 3^2 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WOODSTOCK. C. M. v&-- — PI r 1 n. i i <<3> — ■> j T*1 r4- — 9— i i i i - — — nr — Till Ave safely stand In our Fatherland ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ZETA. 7s & 5. -I I I 351 TT J J - 1 " J i ! "l I > ' I ' v- : ^=F «2±t f=Pf IS J 90 " Touched with the feeling of our ^-— '<-»• infirmities." 1 When our heads are bowed with woe ; When our bitter tears o'erflow ; When we mourn the lost, the dear, Gracious Saviour, hear ! 2 Thou our feeble flesh hast worn ; Thou our mortal griefs hast borne ; Thou hast shed the human tear : Gracious Saviour, hear ! 3 When the heart is sad within, With the thought of all its sin ; When the spirit shrinks with fear, Gracious Saviour, hear ! 4 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known Though the sins were not thine own, Thou hast deigned their load to bear ; Gracious Saviour, hear ! 5 When our eyes grow dim in death ; When we heave the parting breath ; When our solemn doom is near, Gracious Saviour, hear ! 6 Thou hast bowed the dying head ; Thou the blood of life hast shed ; Thou hast tilled a mortal bier : Gracious Saviour, hear ! 443. Christ our Life. 1 Lord of mercy and of might, Of mankind the life and hght, Maker, Teacher, Infinite — Jesus, hear and save ! 2 Strong Creator, Saviour mild, Humbled to a little child, Captive, beaten, bound, reviled — Jesus, hear aud save ! 3 Borne aloft on angels' wings, Throned above celestial things, Lord of lords, and King of kings- Jesus, hear and save I 4 Soon to come to earth again, Judge of angels and of men, Hear us now, and hear us then ; Jesus, hear and save ! 4K/J " TJie Comforter, which is the Ilofy OK) . Gho-str— John 14 : 20. 1 Holy Ghost, the Infinite! Shine upon our nature's night With thy blessed inward light > Comforter Divine ! 2 We are sinful : cleanse us, Lord ; We are faint; thy strength afford; Lost — until by thee restored, Comforter Divine ! 3 Like the dew, thy peace distill ; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine ! 4 In us, for us, intercede, And, with voiceless groanings, plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine ! 5 In us "Abba, Father," cry- Earnest of our bliss on high, Seal of immortality — Comforter Divine ! G Search for us the depths of God; Bear us up the starry ro.id, To the height of thine abode, Comforter Divine ! c/OO. '■'Saviour, comfort me.™ 1 In the dark and cloudy day, When earth's riches flee away, And the last hope wiU not stay, Saviour, comfort me! 2 When the secret idol's gone That my poor heart yearned upou- Desolate, bereft, alone, Saviour, comfort me ! 3 Thou, who wast so sorely tried, In the darkness crucified, Bid me in thy love confide ! Saviour, comfort me ! 4 Comfort me ; I am cast down ; 'Tis my heavenly Father's frown; I deserve it all, I own : Saviour, comfort me! 5 So it shall be good for mo Much afflicted now to be, If thou wilt but tenderly, Saviour, comfort me I 352 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ELLIOT. 8s & 6. I 55= n. m j^i Sj 3B=|SL- r H 0&y. "Just as lam." 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee O Lamb of God, I come ! Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To theewhose bloodcancleanse each spot, Lamb of God I come ! S Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, 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, O Lamb of God, I come 1 5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come ! 6 Just as I am — thy love unknown Hath broken every barrier down : Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, Lamb of God,"l come ! f^€>0 " If any man thirst, let liini come unto OOZj. me." 1 Bukdexed with guilt, wouldst thou be blest ? Trust not the world ; it gives no rest : I bring relief to hearts oppressed ; O weary sinner, come f 2 Come, leave thy burden at the cross ; Count all thy gains but empty dross ; My grace repays all earthly loss : O needy sinner, come ! 3 Come, hither bring thy boding fears, Thine aching heart, thy bursting tears ; 'Tis mercy's voice salutes thine ears : O trembling sinner, come ! 4 " The Spirit and the bride say, Corre :" Rejoicing saints reecho, Come ! Who faints, who thirsts, who will, may come; Thy Saviour bids thee come. 3/3. Prayer for Christ's Intercession. 1 Thou, the contrite sinners' Friend ! Who, loving, lov'st them to the end, On this alone my hopes depend, That thou wilt plead for me. 2 When weary in the Christian race, Far off appears my resting place, And, fainting, I mistrust thy grace, Then, Saviour, plead for me. 3 When I have erred and gone astray Afar from thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimmering, guiding fay, Still, Saviour, plead for me. 4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from thy cross to loose my hold, Then with thy pitying arms enfold, And plead, oh, plead for me ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 353 WTSNER. 8s & 6. Or 8s & 4. i — l_ r =3=3-*' 1 rr ! J J J r^S- *s — ft; » jarH _ I ' s— 1 1 — »■- — * — i J J J i ■ <* fry - — m — »- - l^»* | 1 — r *~f - -i 1 — r M — u 1 =4=- ^f (^ i 1— " m -I — . — I- I I 1 ^EgEES J_J i i i i ?f=^p *_fii %—-Z=itzg f=r 5^ f=f 5 And when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with anguish, guilt, and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me. 6 When the full light of heavenly day Reveals my sins in dread array, Say thou hast washed them all away ; Oh, say thou plead'st for me ! 7 / 1 . The imseen Friend. 1 holy Saviour ! Friend unseen, Since on thine arm thou bid'st me lean, Help me, throughout life's changing scene, By faith to cling to thee ! 2 Blest with this fellowship divine, Take what thou wilt, I '11 not repine ; For, as the branches to the vine, My soul would cling to thee. 3 Though far from home, fatigued, op- pressed, Here have I found a place of rest ; An exile still, yet not unblest, Because I cling to thee. i What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and hopes remove ; With patient, uncomplaining love Still would I clin°; to thee. 5 Though oft I seem to tread alone Life's dreary waste, with thorns o'er- grown, Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone, Still whispers, " Cling to me !" 23 6 Though faith and hope are often tried, I ask not, need not aught beside ; So safe, so calm, so satisfied, The soul that chugs to thee ! 844 .* TJie Hour of Prayer. 1 My God ! is any hour so sweet, From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to thy feet — The hour of prayer ? 3 Blest is the tranquil hour of morn, And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer up-borne, The world I leave. 3 Then is my strength by thee renewed ; Then are my sins by thee forgiven ; Then dost thou cheer my solitude With hopes of heaven. 4 No words can tell what sweet relief There for my every want I find ; What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind ! 5 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear : My spirit seems in heaven to stay ; And ev'n the penitential tear Is wiped away. 6 Lord ! till I reach that blissful short No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to thee. • Observe the tie for this Hymn. 354 NEW SABBATn HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ITALIAN HYMN. 6s & 4s. I— I. J— J M-p--^ I — n- qzr_ U_j_Lp S _J_J \j =p=J= J i i n ± !» I at5b ifc-^zz 6a — | =4i— I — .^ — I 1 — Fr : b rf 1 r^ -I F— H — 1 -' J r /l K "I Prayer for the cheering Presence of the i ±0±. Spirit. 1 Come, Holy Ghost,— in love Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray ! Divinely good thou art ; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart : Oh, come to-day ! 2 Come, tend'rest Friend, and best, Our most delightful guest, With soothing power: Kest, which the weary know, Shade, 'mid the noontide glow, Peace, when deep griefs overflow, — Cheer us, this hour ! 3 Come, Light serene, and still Our inmost bosoms fill ; Dwell in each breast : We know no dawn but thine ; Send forth thy beams divine, On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest ! 4 Exalt our low desires ; Extinguish passion's fires ; Heal every wound : Our stubborn spirits bend ; Our icy coldness end ; Our devious steps attend, While heavenward bound. 5 Come, all the faithful bless ; Let all, who Christ confess, His praise employ : Give virtue's rich reward ; Victorious death accord, And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy ! 720 What have I done for Thee?" Acts 9: 6. 1 tfou best gift of heaven, Thou who thyself hast given,- For thou hast died ! This thou hast done for me : |: What have I done for thee, :fl Thou crucified ? 2 I long to serve thee more ; Reveal an open door, Saviour, to me : Then, counting all but loss, |): I '11 glory in thy cross, :| And follow thee. 3 Do thou but point the way, And give me strength t' obey ; Thy will be mine : Then can I think it joy |: To suffer or to die :fl Since I am thine. 1084 " He took them up in His arms.* 1 Shepherd of tender youth, Guiding in love and truth Through devious ways — Christ, our triumphant King, We come thy name to sing, And here our children bring, To shout thy praise. 2 Thou art our holy Lord, O all-subduing Word, Healer of strife : Thou didst thyself abase, That from sin's deep disgrace Thou mightest .< ave our race, And give us life. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OLIVET. 6s & 4s. 355 F 3 Ever be near our side, Our Shepherd and our Guide, Our staff and song; Jesus, thou Christ of God, By thine enduring word Lead us where thou hast trod ; Make our faith strong. 4 So now, and till we die, Sound we thy praises high, And joyful sing: Let all the holy throng, Who to thy church belong, Unite and swell the song To Christ our King ! i AL. "My faith looks up to Thee." 1 My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour Divine ! Now hear me while I pray ; 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 ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour ! then, in love, Fear and distrust remove ; Oh, bear me safe above— A ransomed soul ! 1 OAO " Forsake me not when my strength 1 Lowly and solemn be Thy children's cry to thee, Father divine ! A hymn of suppliant breath, fl: Owning that life and death :| Alike are thine. 2 O Father ! in that hour When earth all succoring power Shall disavow, When spear, and shield, and crown J: In faintness are cast down, :|| Sustain us thou ! 3 By him who bowed to take The death-cup for our sake, The thorn, the rod, — From whom the last dismay 1: Was not to pass away, :| Aid us, OGod! 4 Trembling beside the grave, We call on thee to save, Father divine ! Hear, hear our suppliant breath ; J: Keep us, in life and death, :[ Thine, only thine. 35G NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CANONBURT. 7s & A JO. " sacred Head, note wounded!" 1 O sacred Head, now wounded ! With grief and shame weighed down ; O sacred brow, surrounded With thorns, thine only crown! Once on a throne of glory, Adorned with light divine, Now all despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 On me, as thou art dying, Oh, turn thy pitying eye ! To thee for mercy crying, Before thy cross I lie. Thine, thine the bitter passion, Thy pain is all for me ; Mine, mine the deep transgression, My sins are all on thee. 3 What language can I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend, For all this dying sorrow, Of all my woes the end? Oh, can I leave thee ever? Then do not thou leave me : Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee. 4 Be near when I am d}'ing; Then close beside me stand; Let me, while faint and sighing, Lean calmly on thy hand: These eyes new faitli receiving, FronTthine eye shall not move ; For he who dies believing, Dies safely in thy love. Doxology. To thee be praise for ever Thou glorious King of Kings! Thy wondrous love and favor Each ransomed spirit sings: We '11 celebrate thy glory With all thy saints above, And shout the joyful story Of thy redeeming love. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 357 GOODWIN. 7s & Os. H>— I 1- ^E^^^E r 1 1— J-r-l D H *-=! l-r JtZC PW^PS -*-!- ± JU h 'j • 2 J E*~ r l II L -Egbirg: T — IT 326. The exceeding riches of His grace.' O Lord, thy love 's unbounded ! So full, so sweet, so free ! Our thoughts are all confounded, Whene'er we ihink on thee ; For as, thou cam'st from heaven, For us to bleed and die ; That, purchased and forgiven, We might ascend on high. 2 Oh, let this love constrain us To give our hearts to thee ; Let nothing henceforth pain us, But that which paineth thee! Our joy, our one endeavor, Through suffering, conflict, shame, To serve thee, gracious Saviour, And magnifythy name ! 1 90 A Contrast of Heaven with Earth. i -J O \J . ^ An aneient Hymn.) 1 Brief life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life is there : Reward of grace how wondrous ! Short toil— eternal rest ! Oh ! miracle of mercy, That rebels shouldbe blest ! — 2 That we, with sin polluted, Should have our home on high I That we should dwell in mansions, Beyond the starry sky ! And now we fight the battle, And then we wear the crown Of full and everlasting, And ever bright renown ! 3 I know not, oh ! I know not What social joys are there ; What pure, unfading glory, What light beyond compare ; — And when I fain wojild sing them, My spirit fails and faints,— And vainly strives to image Th' assembly of the saints. 4 There is the throne of David, And there from toil released, The shouts of them that triumph, The song of them that feast : O Garden free from sorrow ! O Plains that fear no strife! O princelv Bowers, all blooming! O Realm and Home of life ! 358 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HERMON. C. M. "1 "After this manner, therefore, pray ye" ± - Matt. 6. Luke 11. 1 Our Father, God, who art in heaven, All halloAved be thy name ! Thy kingdom come : thy will be done, In earth and heaven the same ! 2 Give us, this day, our daily bread ; And, as we those forgive "Who sin against us, so may we Forgiving grace receive. 3 Into temptation lead us not ; From evil set us free ; And thine the kingdom, thine the power And glory, ever be. a. +7 " Thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in ^ ' • safety." 1 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I am for ever thine ; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'T is sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and tbee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God ! my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days And will my slumbers keep. 80. Blessing in the Sanctuary. I Agaiv our earthly cares we leave, And in thy courts appear : Again with joyful feet we come To meet our Saviour here. 2 Within these walls let holy peace, And love and concord dwell : Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 3 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 4 In faith may we receive thy word, In faith present our prayers ; And in the presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 5 Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to raise; And pour thy blessings flora above, That we may render praise. 127. The Tempest stilled. 1 Great Ruler of all nature's frame! We own thy power divine ; We hear thy breath in every storm, For all the winds are thine. 2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way They work thy sovereign will ; And, awed by thy majestic voice, The tempest shall be still. 3 Thy mercy tempers every blast To those who seek thy fiice : And mingles with the tempest's roar The whispers of thy grace. 4 Those gentle whispers let me hear, Till all the tumults cease ; And gales of paradise shall soothe My weary soul to peace. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PHUVAH. CM. 359 $. i &% " LTerein is Love." 1 My God, how wonderful thou art, Thy majesty how bright ! How glorious is thy mercy seat, In depths of burning light ! 2 Yet I may love thee too, O Lord, Almighty as thou art ; For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. S No earthly father loves like thee, No mother half so mild Bears and forbears, as thou hast done With me, thy sinful child. 4 My God, how wonderful thou art, Thou everlasting Friend ! On thee I stay my trusting heart, Till faith in vision end. J.OU." TJiy judgments are a great deep" 1 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea; Thy paths I can not trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 'T is but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight : When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light? 5 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. Ol €> " God, Thou hast taught me from my ^> 10 > youth:— Psalm 71. 1 Almighty Father of mankind ! On thee my hopes remain ; And when the day of trouble comes, I shall not trust in vain. 2 In early years, thou wast my guide, And of my youth, the friend ; And, as my days began with thee, With thee my days shall end. 3 I know the Power in whom I trust, The arm on which I lean ; He will my Saviour ever be, Who has my Saviour been. 4 Thou wilt not cast me off when ago And evil days descend ; Thou wilt not leave me in despair, To mourn my latter end. 5 Therefore, in life I '11 trust in thee ; In death I will adore ; And after death will sing tin- praise, When time shall be no more. Zi 1 . Prayer for Divine Guidance. 1 God of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed ; Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led ; — 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace ; God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us, each day, our daily" bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 Oh, spread thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode, Our souls arrive in peace. 5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore ; And thou shalt be our chosen God, Our portion evermore. 3G0 NE W SABBATH HYMN AND TUNB BOOK. ENEVA. 7s&6s. — I H 1 m— p*-i 1 j= a—t 578. Prayer for a "broken heart. 1 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite "heart : Give what I have long implored — Let me share thy grief unknown: Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 2 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor sutler me to die ; Life, and happiness, and love Beam from thy gracious eye : Speak the reconciling word," All its melting power make known Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 Look, as when thy dying eye Was closed, that we might live ; "When thy supplicating cry To God was heard, u Forgive :" Surely, with that dying word, Jesus turns and says, 't is done : Oh, my bleeding loving Lord, This breaks my heart of stone! V 2 8. " Thy blood tens shed for vie" 1 God of my salvation, hear, And help me to believe ; Simply do I now draw near Thy blessing to receive : Full of guilt, alas ! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee : Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb I Thy blood was shed for me. Standing now as newly slain, To thee I lift mine eye ; Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy blood is alway nigh : Now as yesterday the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be : Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb! Thy blood was shed for me. Saviour ! from thy wounded side I never will depart : Here will I my spirit hide, When I am pure in heart : Till my place above I claim, This only shall be all my plea: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb! Thy blood was shed for me. • Omit the tie for this Hymn. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. AMSTERDAM. 7s & 6s. 3G1 i j j ^^m bn»frf« nn I J , 1 :»-:*: ^at:^ f TT ~T ^ J. JL i J. J. J. J. _'j \ j J. J. J J. Ll j J2 J. J j ?szzp: t — r r- u ^p^pfej^ ■ gr' i i ii 1 04 9 ." J!fy peace / 0M?e -unto yew." 1 Lamb of God ! whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find : Think on us, who think on thee ; Every burdened soul release ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 2 By thine agonizing pain, And bloody sweat, we pray — By thy dying love to man, Take all our sins away : Burst our bonds and set us free, From our crime and guilt release ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 8 Through thy blood, by faith applied, Do thou our pardon seal ; Speak us freely justified, Our wounded spirits heal ; By thy passion on the tree, Let our griefs and troubles cease ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 1167. " We all do facie as a leaf." 1 Time is winging 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 ; But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty, soon, above, Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. ~| 9 Q Q "1 press toward the mark for the 1 Rise, my soul ! and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise, from transitory things, Toward heaven, thy native place : Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above ! Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending, seeks the sun, — Both speed them to their source ; So a soul that 's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face, Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn, — Press onward to the prize ; Soon your Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance'will be given, All your sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven- 3G2 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. GREENVILLE. & 7s. Double. / 4.L. Prayer for Deliverance from Evil. 1 Suff'ring Son of Man, be near me, All my suff'rings to sustain, By thy sorer griefs to cheer me, By thy more than mortal pain ; By thy fainting in the garden, 'By thy bloody sweat, I pray, Write upon my heart the pardon ; Take my sins and fears away. 2 By the travail of thy spirit, 'By thine outcry on the tree, By thine agonizing merit, In my pangs, remember me! By thy death I now implore thee, Lord! my dying soul befriend ; Make me lovingly adore thee, Make me faithful to the end. " Wash me, and I shall be whiter than S71O10." 745. 1 Jesus ! who on Calv'ry's mountain Poured thy precious blood for me, Wash me in its flowing fountain, That my soul may spotless be. 2 I have sinned, but, oh, restore me ; For, unless thou smile on me, Dark is all the world before me, Darker yet eternity ! 3 In thy word I hear thee saying, " Come, and I will give you rest ;" Glad the gracious call obeying, See, I hasten to thy breast. 4 Grant, oh, grant thy Spirit's teaching, That I may not go astray, Till, the gate of heaven reaching, Earth and sin are passed away ! 1 1 1 Q " Remember not against us former -*--*- - 1 - " • iniquities." 1 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications - r Now for their deliverance rise. 2 Tho' our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding : Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 3 Let that love vail our transgression ; Let that blood our guilt efface : Save thy people from oppression ; Save from spoil thy holy place. 4 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at thy feet we bend ; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning, Hear us, spare us, and defend ! lOCI *" Tliat great day of icrath and ter- ±AO±. ror n (AHymnot'tbe 7th Century.) 1 That great day of wrath aud terror, That last day of woe and doom, Like a thief that comes at midnight, On the sons of men shall come ; 2 When the King of heavenly glory Shall assume his throne on high ; When the bands of all his angels Shall be near him in the sky ; * Commence with the latter part of the tune for the 5th stanza. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. JAYNES. 8s&7s. Double. 363 bL -m— 1 -- » m-»— l-J— ©— p— L-t fcp 1 O— LH S !-|-»-i-<9— L-s— p_ »--, 1 p Q_ r_ -e- 1 *»" r - 9 '. i | j- fT— * : ^=^ sHipp^l 3 When the sun shall turn to sackcloth, And the moon be red as blood; When the stars shall fall from heaven, As the leaves fall in a wood. 4 Therefore, man, while yet thou maj-est, From the tempter's malice fly! Give thy bread to feed the hungry, If thou seek'st to win the sky. 5 Let thy loins be straitly girded, Life be pure, and heart be right, That whene'er the bridegroom cometh, Full thy lamp may shine, and bright. i/ 1 . Apostolic Benediction. 1 May the grace of Christ the Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, 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 can not afford. 561 Penitent Entreaty. 1 Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear thine humble suppliant's cry : Let me know thy great salvation ; See ! I languish, faint, and die. Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with hopeless grief, Prostrate at thy feet repenting— Send, oh, send me quick relief! 2 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to him who comfort gives ? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to him who ever lives ? While I view thee, wounded, grieving, Breathless, on the cursed tree, Fain I'd feel my heart believing Thou didst suffer tfras for me. 3 In the world of endless ruin, Let it never, Lord, be said, " Here 's a soul that perished, suing For the boasted Saviour's aid !" Saved ! — the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with thy love. Q(\ >j :|< " TJie greatest of these is Charity." ou ' • 1 Cor. 13. 1 Meek and lowly, pure and holy, Chief among the blessed three, Turning sadness into gladness, Heaven-born art thou, Charity ! 2 Pity dwelleth in thy bosom, Kindness reigneth o'er thy heart ; Gentle thoughts alone can sway thee — Judgment hath in thee no part. 3 Hoping ever, failing never, Though deceived, believing still ; Long abiding, all confiding To thy heavenly Father's will ; 4 Never weary of well-doing, Never fearful of the end ; Claiming all mankind as brothers, Thou dost all alike befriend. 5 Meek and lowly, pure and holy, Chief among the blessed three, Turning sadness into gladness, Heaven-born art thou, Charity ! Doxology. Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give ! * Commence with the latter part of the tune for the Jt'a stanza. 364 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WOODLAND. C. M. ,— r— J * 1 1 — , — i fc i-n 1— , 1 , y-, n 1 — i — I He 1 I— r _ t, £__, j — tp — h— r — h_, — t ,-P-f — , r t^ T — cp± r_ tj ^ 1 n- 1 — c= 1 — p— ( — r n _ cp_ ^ 1: T HT^T^f iB The third hue of each 000 "At the right hand of the Majesty *jOO. on high," 1 He who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on th' eternal throne, The God. of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill, And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey his sovereign will. S While harps unnumbered sound hispraise In yonder world above, His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love. 4 When troubles, like the burning sun, Beat heavy on their head, To this almighty Rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 5 How glorious he ! how happy they, In such a glorious Friend ! Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. 4 00. Prayer for the Witness of the Spirit. 1 Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days ? Great Comforter ! descend and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal them heirs of heaven? When wiit thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In my Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come : And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home. stanza is repeated. AQQ The BiUe for the Young. ^OU. Psalm 119# 1 How shall the young secure their heartsi And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, That guides us all the day ; And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 3 Thy precepts make me truly wise : I hate the sinner's road ; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. 4 Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is every page ! Thy holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 01 Z. " Return, wanderer.'" 1 Return, O wanderer, now return, And seek thy Father's face ! Those new desires, which in thee burn, Were kindled by his grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, now return ! He hears thy humble sigh ; He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no one else is nigh. 3 Return, O wanderer, now return ! Thy Saviour bids thee live ; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely he '11 forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer, now return, And wipe the falling tear ! Thv Father calls— no longer mourn ; His love invites thee near. OOO. Prayer for a tender Conscience 1 Oh for a principle within Of jealous, godly fear ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MEAR Oh for a tender dread of sin — A pain to feel it near ! 2 That I from thee no more may part, No more thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience, give. 3 Quick as the apple of the eve, God ! my conscience make ; Awake my soul when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 4 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove ; And let me weep my life away, For having grieved thy love. 5 Oh, may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul ; And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole ! Q^fl " Verily, God hath heard me." OOV. Psalm G6 1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid To that almighty Power That heard the'long requests I made In my distressful hour. 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders he hath done. 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, 1 sought his heavenly aid ; He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay covered in my heart While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord hath shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God— his name be ever blest — Hath set my spirit free ; Nor turned from him my poor request, Nor turned his heart from me. OK)0.77ieneio Commandment. — John 13: 34. 1 With love the Saviour's heart o'erflowed; Love spoke in every breath ; Supreme it reigned, throughout his life, And triumphed in his death. 2 Behold, this new command he gives To those that bear his name, — That they shall one another love, As he hath loved them. 3 In every action, every thought, Be this great law ful tilled ; Forgotten be each selfish aim, Each angry passion stilled. 4 Let all who bear the name of Christ, While they his sufferings view, Think of his words, " Each other love, As I have loved you." LJiL ( . "And entered into rest " 1 Why should our tears in sorrow flow, When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of woo For an immortal crown ? 2 Is not ev'n death a gain to those Whose life to God is given? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heaven. 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest : They fought the fight, the victory won, And entered into rest. 4 Then let our sorrow's cease to flow:' God has recalled his own : And let our hearts, in every woe, Still say— " Thy will be done I" 3GG THE SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BONAR. S. M. DortJLE. F^^fi $=±=£==^m », ^t e£=^=g=3SZ=3 ', 1j.> -^ -j> J- ^ -g-^- l~r :s u__- gj_ "

-j — j — m — js— j -M _ U _____ __ * « r— \ L, 1 ^ ■! t h r f i 1— U- 3G8 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BELGRAVE. 7s. Double. 4 (Jo . " Jesus, Lover of my soul." 1 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, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide: Oh, receive my soul at last ! 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. 4 ()y . Christ a sufficient Saviour. 1 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness : False and full of sin I am ; Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart ; Rise to all eternity. 410. " Looking unto Jesus." 1 When, along life's thorny road, Faints the soul beneath the load, By its cares and sins oppressed, Finds on earth no peace or rest ; When the wily tempter 's near, Filling us with doubts and fear, Jesus, to thy feet we flee ; Jesus, we will look to thee. 2 Thou, our Saviour, from the throne List'nest to thy people's moan : Thou, the living Head, dost share Every pang thy members bear : Full of tenderness thou art, Thou wilt heal the broken heart ; Full of power, thine arm shall quell All the rage and might of hell. 3 Mighty to redeem and save, Thou hast overcome the grave : Thou the bars of death hast riven, Opened wide the gate of heaven : Soon in glory thou shalt come, Taking thy poor pilgrims home : Jesus, then we all shall be Ever, ever, Lord, with thee ! 4 72. Tlie TJirice Holy One. 1 Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Hosts ! when heaven and earth Out of darkness, at thy word Issued into glorious birth, All thy works before thee stood, And thine eye beheld them good ; While they sung with sweet accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DALLAS. 7s. 3G9 — r i ; 'f r n 1 — in TT r f f r, — t— t -p — p-^ **- 2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee, One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit ! we, Dust and ashes, would adore : Lightly by the world esteemed. From that world by thee redeemed, Sing we here with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 3 Holy, holy, holy ! all Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, While the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King : Then shall saints and seraphim, Harps and voices, swell one hymn, Blending in sublime accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 639. " WJiom have I in heaven but Thee P 1 Lokd of earth ! thy forming hand Well this beauteous frame hath planned, Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in his power : Yet, amid this scene so fair, Should I cease thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I on earth but thee ? 2 Lord of heaven ! beyond our sight Shines a world of purer light : There, in love's unclouded reign, Parted hands shall meet again : Oh, that world is passing fair ! Yet, if thou Avert absent there, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 3 Lord of earth and heaven ! my breast Seeks in thee its only rest : I was lost; thy accents mild Homeward lured thy wandering child. Oh! should once thy smile divine Cease upon mv soul to shine, 24 What were earth or heaven to me Whom have I in each but thee ? The accepted Offering. 874. 1 Lord, what offering shall we bring, At thine altars when be bow ? Hearts, the pure unsullied spring, Whence the kind affections flow ; Soft compassion's feeling soul, By the melting eye expressed ; Sympathy, at whose control Sorrow leaves the wounded breast ; 2 Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, feed the poor ; Love, embracing all our kind ; Charity, with liberal store : — Teach us, O thou heavenly King, Thus to show our grateful mind, Thus th' accepted offering bring, Love to thee, and all mankind. U7 Q " The valle y of the shadoxo of death." 1 d • Psalm 23. 1 Though I walk the downward shade, Deepening through the vale of death, Yet I will not be afraid, But, with my departing breath, I will glory in my God, In my Saviour I will trust, Strengthened by his staff and rod, While this body falls to dust. 2 Soon on wings, on wings of love, My transported soul shall rise, Like the home-returning dove, Vanishing through boundless skie3 ; Then, where death shall be no more, Sin nor suffering ne'er molest, All my days of mourning o'er, In his presence I shall rest. 370 NEW SABBATH HYMS AKD TUNE BOOK. BYRD. C. M. Double. 1 1ST TIME. | 2d ttmk. F - ? £>— &- T~\ r _^L J- J 1 — t 1 — r 4. Habitual Devotion. 1 While thee I seek, protecting Power! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled ! 2 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. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That heart will rest on thee. *Z 1 1 . " Remembrance of Divine Mercies. 1 When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I 'm lost In wonder, love, and praise ! 2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. S When, in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless step I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I '11 pursue ; And, after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity to thee A joyful song I '11 raise ; But, oh ! eternity 's too short To utter all thy praise. 999 " Your heavenly Father feedeth them. n ***• Matt. 6: 25-34. 1 Oh, why despond in life's dark vale ? Why sink to fears a prey? Th' almighty power can never fail, His love can ne'er decay. 2 Behold the birds that wing the air, Nor sow nor reap the grain : Yet God, with all a father's care, Relieves when they complain. 3 Behold the lilies of the field: They toil nor labor know ; Yet royal robes to theirs must yield, In beauty's richest glow. 4 That God who hears the raven's cry, Who decks the lily's form, Will surely all your wants supply, And shield you in the storm. 5 Seek first his kingdom's grace to share; Its righteousness pursue : And all that needs your earthly care Will be bestowed on you. 6 Why then despond in life's dark vale ? Why sink to fears a prey ? Th' almighty power can never fail, His love can ne'er decay. NEW SAEBATH HYMN AND TUNE EOOK^ EVAN. C. M. 371 fct m §s ej m Z&. ■&—w- I f hr4: e ^ ALA. Divine Providence and Grace. 1 Almighty Father ! gracious Lord ! Kind Guardian of my days ! Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thiue indulgent care, Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Each rolling year new favors brought From thine exhaustless store ; But, ah ! in vain my laboring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 4 Still I adore thee, gracious Lord ! For favors more divine — That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 5 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. Beside the still waten -Psalm 23. 218. - 1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide; The Shepherd, by whose constant care My wants are all supplied. 2 In tender grass he makes me feed, And gently there repose ; Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water Hows. 8 He does my wandering soul reclaim, And, to Ins endless praise, Instruct with humble zeal to walk In his mojt rLhtejUo ways. I 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death, From fear and danger free ; For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. 5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love Through all my life extend, That life~to him I will devote, And in his temple spend. "And Jesus went hefore them." Mark 10 : 32. 288. 1 The Saviour ! — what a noble flame Was kindled in his breast, When, hastening to Jerusalem, He marched before the rest ! 2 Good will to men, and zeal for God, His every thought engross ; He longs to be baptized With blood, He pants to reach the cross. 3 With all his sufferings full in view, And woes to us unknown, Forth to the task his spirit flew: 'T was love that urged him on. 4 Lord, we return thee what we can; Our hearts shall sound abroad Salvation to the dying Man, And to the rising God ! 5 And while thy bleeding glories here Engage our wondering eyes, We learn our lighter cross to bear, And hasten to the skies. Doxology. 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! 372 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ROSEFIELD. 7s. 6 lines. ,,-0b , — i 1 — , — I ^-A — , I -/y : 1 1 -g g a/ c a)- c> 1 a , •*■» ^-I— i \~~ r-TG 4 si — i 1 sr^--z^ =i — i-fH Sr-^f— F r f 'f — r f J J J j.j a ^ i— J *J— J ^ — Z * -— ^-U- J — 3, • _ ^ ^ =_n-; T 1 i \— s - L - -i* ttj — r r h — r : !i 377. " Glory to our King." 1 Glory, glory to our King! Crowns unfading wreathe his head ; Jesus is the name we sing — Jesus risen from the dead ; Jesus, Conqu'ror o'er the grave ; Jesus, mighty now to save. 2 Jesus is gone up on high, Angels come to meet their King ; Shouts triumphant rend the sky, While the Victor's praise they sing : " Open now, ye heavenly gates ! 'Tis the King of glory waits." 3 Now behold him high enthroned, Glory beaming from his face ! By adoring angels owned, God of holiness and grace ! Oh, for hearts and tongues to sing "Glory, glory to our King!" 4 Jesus, on thy people shine ; Warm our 'hearts and tune our tongues, That with angels we may join, Share their bliss, and swell their songs ; Glory, honor, praise, and power, Lord, be thine for evermore ! 425. "I am the Light of the World." I Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness ! arise ; Triumph o'er the shades of night ; Day-spring from on high, be near; Day-star, in my heart appear ! Dark and cheerless is the morn, If thy light is hid from me ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see — Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. Visit, then, this soul of mine; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief, Fill me, radiant Sun divine ! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 106. The Praise of all His saints" Praise to God on high be given ! Praise him, all in earth and" heaven Praise him at the dawn of light, Praise him at returning night : Saints below, and saint's above, Praise, oh, praise the God of love ! Doxology. Praise the name of God most high ; Praise him, all below the sky ; Praise him, all ye heavenly host — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore his praise shall last. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HALLE. 7s. 6 lines. 373 [-£-3 -Tl . i ni T -1 -1 1 i 1 -D4- i r—PU- ! fc# ^ t- -f-t- — u : =f= m — S 1 - — s— — M_2i — — » — _e_e: = 5— * .*: _*= =S»-r 3= W- r ' A j_ 1 •J I 1 J p r I i *—* -»- 1 — 1 V |!w — -^ — -i — -t- i -r- U- ^r- 1= i . €■ — 1 _ ■f r 714. '•How much I owe. 1 When this passing world is clone- When has sunk yon glorious sun ; When we stand with Christ in glory, Looking o'er life's finished story ; Then, Lord, shall I fully know- Not till then — how much I owe ! 2 When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall ; When I see them start and shrink, On the fiery deluge brink ; Then, Lord, shall I fully know — Not till then — how much I owe ! 3 When I stand before the throne, Clothed in beauty not my own ; When I see thee as thou art, Love thee with unsinning heart ! Then, Lord, shall I fully know- Not till then— how much I owe ! 4 When the praise of heaven I hear, Loud as thunders to the ear, Loud as many waters 1 noise, Sweet as harp's melodious voice, Then, Lord, shall I fully know — Not till then— how much I owe ! / 1 . Obligation to Christ manifested. 1 Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side,— By the Spirit sanctified — Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, By my love, how much I owe. 2 Oft I walk beneath the cloud, Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud But, when fear is at the height, Jesus comes, and all is light : Blessed Jesus ! bid me show Doubting saints how much I owe, 3 Oft the nights of sorrow reign — Weeping, "sickness, sighing, pain; But a night thine anger burns — Morning comes, and joy returns: God of comforts ! bid me show To thy poor how much 1 owe. 4 When in flowery paths I tread, Oft by sin I 'm captive led, Oft Ifall, but still arise— Jesus comes — the tempter fliog ; Blessed Jesus ! bid me show Weary sinners- all I owe. 374 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BRIGHTON. S. M 4 36. " Make, a joyful noise unto Him with paalnm." — Psalm 95. 1 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. 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. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. iOO. " T7ie Lord isrisen indeed" X " The Lord is risen indeed ;*' Now is his work performed ; Now is the mighty Captive freed, And death our foe disarmed. 2 " The Lord is risen indeed :" The grave has lost his prey ; With him is risen the ransomed seed To reign in endless day. 3 " The Lord is risen indeed :" He lives, to die no more ; He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 4 "The Lord is risen indeed :"■ Attending angels, hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. 5 Then take your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join all the bright, celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord ! " I stand on Zion's mount: 681. 1 I staxd on Zion's mount, And view my starry crown ; No power on earth my hope can shake, Nor hell can thrust me down. 2 The lofty hills and towers, That lift their heads on high, Shall all be leveled low in dust — Their very names shall die. 3 The vaulted heavens shall fall, Built by Jehovah's hands ; But firmer than the heavens, the Rock Of my salvation stands. OQf) "So fight J, not as one that beateth ih» 1 My soul ! weigh not thy life Against thy "heavenly crown. Nor suffer Satan's deadliest strife To beat thy courage down. 2 With prayer aud crying strong, Hold on the fearful fight ; And let the breaking day prolong The wrestling of the night. 3 The battle scon will yield, If thou thy part fulfill; For, strong as is the hostile shield, Thy sword is stronger still. 4 Thine armor is divine— Thy feet with victory shod ; And on thy head shalf quickly shine The diadem of God ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DOVER. S. M. 37; feS 23^5 f rh-i n m ..j. a — »-■ 1, s t^=*=p QO Q "Put on the whole armor of God? , OJO. Epb.6: 11-14. 1 Soldiers of Christ arise, And put your armor on — Strong in the strength which God sup* plies Through his eternal Son — 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his might}' power : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand, then, in his great might, With all his strength endued ; But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God ; 4 That, having all things done, And all your conflicts past Ye may o'ercome, through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. '•By the grace of God, lam what lam" 1014. 1 Grace I 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear ; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display, Which drew the wondrous plan, 3 Grace taught my wandering feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. Doxologt. The Father and the Son, And Spirit we adore ; We praise, we bless, we worship thee, Both now and evermore ! SILVER STREET. S. M 376 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 79, Arise, Lord God, into Thy resting- place:'— -2 Chron. G : 41. 1 God in his temple let us meet ; Low on our knees before him bend ; Here hath he iixed his mercy-seat, Here, on his Sabbath we attend. 2 Arise into thy resting-place, Thou, and thy ark of strength, O Lord ! Shine through the vail— we seek thy face; Speak, for we hearken to thy word. 3 With righteousness thy priests array ; Joyful thy chosen people be ; Let those who teach, and hear, and pray, Let all be holiness to thee. 8 2 . Christ present in ike Sanctuary. 1 How sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord.' Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, And come, according to thy word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee ; Ah, Lord, behold us at thy feet ! Let this the "gate of heaven" be. 3 " Chief of ten thousand !" now appear, That we bv faith may see thy face ; Oh, speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill this place ! OHfi "Neither is there salvation in any OUO. other." 1 How shall the sons of men appear, Great God! before thine awful bar? How may the guilty hope to find Acceptance with th' eternal Mind ? 2 Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries, Not the most costly sacrifice, Not infant blood, profusely spilt, Will expiate a sinner's guilt. 3 Thy blood, dear Jesus, thine alone, Hath sovereign virtue to atone : Here will we rest our only plea, When we approach, great God ! to thee. Unto the Lamb for ever." 1 Rev. 5. 342. 1 What equal honors shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy name ? 2 Worthy is he who once was slain, The Prince of Peace, who groaned and died; Worthy to rise, and live and reign At his almighty Father's side. 3 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men : Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say, Amen ! Solomon's Prayer.— -2 Chron. 6. 1072. When in these courts we seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live. Hear thou, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou hearest, Lord ! forgive. When here thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son, Still by the power of his great name Be mighty signs and wonders done. Hosanna !— to their heavenly King When children's voices raise that song— Hosanna !— let their angels sing, And heaven with earth the strain pro- long. But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest ? Here will the world's Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest ? NEW SABBATH HYMN" AND TL'XE BOOK. O* ROSEDALE. L. M. r r f Mi T > r f r » — < f — i — i i — t — " W^r ?s==3r:*: -i — 4 g K i ' i -! i r*J ! f-i- i T i in - i iJ jm iJ !~ i ; r ! i i-t-^-h- 1. J_ J. _J __J A J J_ JjJ A 1 _ j JJjlJl jJ1_G — E — i — t E J J 5 That glory never hence depart ! Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone : Thy kingdom come to every heart ; In every"bosoin fix thy throne. Q_f Q " Thou in faithfulness hast afflicted J±J. me » 1 Long unafflicted, undismayed, In pleasure's path secure I strayed ; Thou mad'st me feel thy chastening rod, And straight I turned unto my God. 2 What though it pierced my fainting heart, I blessed thy hand that caused the smart ; It taught my tears awhile to flow, But saved me from eternal woe. 3 Oh! hadst thou left me unchastised, Thy precepts I had still despised; And still the snare in secret laid Had my unwary feet betrayed. 4 I love thee, therefore, O my God ! And long to reach thy dear abode ; Where, in thy presence fully blest, Thy chosen saints for ever rest. J. l-i4. " The world shall hear Thy voice." 1 Sovereign of worlds! display thy power, Be this thy Zion's favored hour ; Bid the bright morning Star arise, And point the nations to the skies. 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, — On Afric's shore, on India's plains, On wilds and continents unknown, — And make the nations all thine own. 5 Speak! and the world shall hear thy voice; Speak ! and the deserts shall rejoice ; Scatter the gloom of heathen night, And bid all nations hail the light. mo " Why is His chariot so long in °' coining?'' 1 Gently, my Saviour, let me down, To slumber in the arms of death ; I rest my soul on thee alone, Ev'n till my last, expiring breath. 2 Soon will the storm of life be o'er, And I shall enter endless rest ; There I shall live to sin no more, And bless thy name, for ever blest. 3 Bid me possess sweet peace within ; Let childlike patience keep my heart ; Then shall I feel my heaven begin, Before my spirit hence depart. 4 Oh, speed thy chariot, God of love, And take me from this world of woe ; I long to reach those joys above, And bid farewell to all below. 5 There shall my raptured spirit raise Still louder notes than angels sing, — High glories to Immanuel's grace, My God, my Saviour, and m}- King ! "(997 " My soul follaweth hard after TheeS - L -- J< - Psalm 6a 1 We go with the redeemed to taste Of joy supreme, that never dies ; Our feet still press the weary waste, Our hearts, our home, are in the skie3. 2 And, oh ! while on to Zion's hill The toilsome path of life we tread, Around us, loving Father, still Thy circling wings of mercy spread. 3 From day to day, from hour to hour, Oh let our rising spirits prove The strength of thine almighty power, The sweetness of thy saving love ! 378 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MISSIONARY HYMN. 7s & 6s. Double. ^ J | J i . J _ gLkJ J . |i J [qE j- J J-[^r^-| j_ 4- L|--3ga^^ , jlj- 1> j. j- j. j. . '_-_ J_J_ -.— e-(*— f: tzz j i — r ±=t=m 5 74 . " Renew a right spirit icitlrin me." 1 Great Author of my being, I am consumed with care ; The ills of thy decreeing, Enable me to bear : The spirit of contrition, Oh, may I now receive ; For all my soul's ambition Is worthily to grieve. 2 The grief beyond expressing, To me, O Lord, impart ; I ask this only blessing — An humble, broken heart ; The justice of thy sentence With meekest awe to own ; And spend, in deep repentance, My last, expiring groan. 3 In that decisive hour, When pain, with life, shall end, Then, O thou God of power, Thou God of love, attend ! And bear, oh, bear my burden, And help my last distress ; And give me back my pardon, And bid me die in peace ! O ncy " Take no thought/or the morrow? VIA. Matt. 6: 25-34. 1 In holy contemplation, We sweetly now pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, "Ev'n let the unknown morrow Bring with it what it may." 2 It can bring with it nothing But he will bear us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens Will give his children bread. 11 Departure of Missionaries. 1 Roll on, thou mighty ocean ! And, as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy To every land below : Arise, ye gales ! and waft them Safe to the destined shore ; That man may sit in darkness And death's black shade no mora. 2 O thou eternal Ruler ! Who holdest in thine arm The tempests of the ocean, Protect them from all harm ! Thy presence still be with them, Wherever they may be ; Though far from us who love them Still let them be with thee J NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TEMPLE. 7s <& 6s. 379 feS=^3^Ef^ ^ f- J J- ^~ :*fc r? ^=r*: C=* :*=£ -p-tr -y — r 3^= I =i=i g 4 I- 3=: ^E i I. r ■ =£=st i i r^ I! r^ act 4=4: t=t J J .'II r ii r i i i i i r n T r '. r < » 330. ' 7b ZRm <7i«£ sitteth rqjon the 77irone. 1 To thee, my God, my Saviour, My soul, exulting, sings, Rejoicing iu thy favor, Almighty King of kings! I '11 celebrate thy glory, With all the saints above, And tell the joyful story Of thy redeeming love. 2 Soon as the morn with roses Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast, My voice in supplication, My Saviour, thou shalt hear; Oh, grant mo thy salvation, Arid to ray soul draw near! S By thee through life supported, I pass the dangerous road, With heavenly hosts escorted Up to their bright abode : There east my crown before thee, And, all my conflicts o'er, Unceasingly adore thee : What would an angel more ? *74 fi '^ e Jiat * 1 borne our griefs, and carried ' u * oiir sorrows.'''' — Isaiah 53 : 4. 1 I lav 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 in his Wood most precious, Till not a stain remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fullness dwells in him ; He heals all 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. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ; Like fragrance on the breezes, His name abroad is poured. £ I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy child : I long to be with Jesus Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints his praises, To learn the angers' song. 380 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK, CHIMES. C. M. i r- 1 i i 1 hi 94. "T7ie God of Peace:'— Heb. 13 : 20, 21. 2 Now may the God of peace and love, Who, from th' imprisoning grave, Restored the Shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save ; 2 Through the rich merits of that blood, Which he on Calvary spilt, To make th' eternal cov'nant sure, On which our hopes are built ; 3 Perfect our souls in every grace, T' accomplish all his will ; And all that 's pleasing in his sight Inspire us to fulfill ! 4 For Christ the Mediator's sake We every blessing pray : With glory let his name be crowned, Through heaven's eternal day ! 281. 1 Behold, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 5 'Mid keen reproach, and cruel scorn, Patient and meek he stood : His foes, ungrateful, sought his life ; He labored for their good. 4 In the last hour of deep distress, Before his Father's throne, With soul resigned, he bowed, and said, " Thy will, not mine, be done !" Be Christ our pattern and our guide ; Hie image may we bear ; All virtues seen in Christ. Oh, may we tread his holy steps, His joy and glory share ! •There is none that doeth good: Psalm ]4. 494. 1 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 2 By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same ; There 's none that fears his Maker's hand There 's none that loves his name. 3 Their tongues are used to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease ; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace ! 4 Such seeds of sin — that bitter root — In every heart are found ; Nor can they bear diviner fruit Till grace refine the ground. "Blessed be the name of the Lord: Job 1 : 21. 935. 1 Naked as from the earth we came, And entered life at first ; Naked we to the earth return, And mix with kindred dust. 2 Whate'er we fondly call our own Belongs to heaven's great Lord; The blessings lent us for a day Are soon to be restored. 3 'T is God that lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave : He gives ; and when he takes away, He takes but what he gave. 4 Then ever blessed be his name ! His goodness swelled our store ; His justice but resumes its own; Still we the Lord adore. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PETERBORO'. C. M. -J 1- 381 1061. " They watch for your souls.'" 1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake, And take th' alarm they give : Now let them from the mouth of God Their solemn charge receive. 2 'T is not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands ; But what might fill an angel's heart, And filled a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego ; For souls which must for ever live In rapture or in woe. 4 May they that Jesus whom they preach, Their own Redeemer, see : Lord, watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. 1 A7H " Come in, thou blessed of tlie Lord.' 1 '' lUJU. Gen. 24: 31. 1 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, Stranger nor foe art thou : We welcome thee with warm accord, Our friend, our brother now. 2 The hand of fellowship, the heart Of love, we offer thee ; Leaving the world, thou dost but part From lies and vanity. 5 Come with us— we will do thee good, As God to us hath done ; Stand but in him, as those have stood Whose faith the victory won. 4 And when, by turns, we pass away, And star by star grows dim, May each, translated into day, Be lost and found in him. 1229 . " Our journey is a thorny maze." 1 Lord ! what a wretched land is this, That yields us no supply ; No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, No streams of living joy ! 2 Our journey is a thorny maze, But we press upward still — Forget these troubles of the ways, And march to Zion's hill. 3 There, on a green and flowery mount, Our weary souls shall sit ; And, with transporting joys, recount The labors of our feet. 4 Eternal glory to the King That brought us safely through ! Our tongue shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. 1243. "/ shall go to Him:' 1 Blest hour, when righteous souls shall meet, Shall meet to part no more ; And with celestial welcome greet On an immortal shore ! 2 The parent finds his long lost child ; Brothers on brothers gaze : The tear of resignation mild, Is changed to joy and praise. 3 Each tender tie, dissolved with pain, With endless bliss is crowned : All that was dead revives again, All that was lost is found. 4 Congenial minds, arrayed in light, High thoughts shall interchange : Nor cease, with ever new delight, On wings of love to range. 5 Their Father marks their generous flame, And looks complacent down : The smile that owns their filial claim Is their immortal crown. 382 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. KANE. S. M. 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" Not far from horn e. n 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take : Loud to the praise of love divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above We every moment come. 3 His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine ; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at his control ; His loving kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O Lord, Who stays himself on thee ; Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, Shall thy salvation see. 1237. "For ever with the Lord.' 1 '' IThess. 4: IT. 1 " For ever with the Lord !" Amen ! so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word 'T is immortality ! 2 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's aspiring eye, Thy golden gates appear { 3 " For ever with the Lord I" Father, if 't is thy will, 1 I I The promise of thy gracious word, Ev'n here to me fulfill. 4 Be thou at my right hand ; So shall I never fail : Uphold thou me and I shall stand ; Help, and I shall prevail. 5 So, when my latest breath Shall rend the vail in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. G Knowing " as I am known," How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, " For ever with the Lord !" 1 9 (\Q "Even so, come, Lord Jesus." LZi\JJ. Kev. 22:20. 1 Come, Lord ! and tarry not ; Bring the long-looked-for day ; Oh ! why these years of waiting here, These ages of delay ? 3 Come ! for the good are few; They lift the voice in vain ; Faith waxes fainter on the earth, And love is on the wane. 3 Come, for love waxes cold, Its steps are faint and slow ; Faith now is lost in unbelief; Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 4 Come ! for creation groans, Impatient of thy stay, Worn out with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. 5 Come, and make all things new, Build up this ruined earth; Restore our faded Paradise — « Creation's second birth ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. OLMUTZ. S. M. 383 mm- B£ i_i i ^== : F r— r— r i J. =F J_J_ *= n 6 Come, and begin thy reign Of everlasting peace ; Come, take the kingdom to thyself, Great King of righteousness ! 1060. " Watch ye, therefore? 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all our lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame : Gird up your loins as in his sight, For awful is his name. S Watch ! 't is your Lord's command ; And while we speak he 's near : Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh, happy servant he In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. IOWA. S. M. 171 i I i A. i >, What is man, that T7wn art mindful of him ?"— Psalm 8. 1 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies ; — 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms ! 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so ! Next to thine angels he is placed, And lord of all below. 5 O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. i—fc ^3^^S m i Mi-' .Q t*= £te * w^pm rr ' md^ M^^ M •— er NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK ±z F ffi^S a=£: 1— f Ji'Ji . Blessings o/GocTs Presence. 1 God, in the high and holy place, Looks down upon the spheres ; And in his providence and grace To ever} r eye appears. 2 He bows the heavens ; the mountains stand A highway for our God : lie Avafks amid the desert land ; 'T is Eden where he trod. 3 The forests in his strength rejoice ; Hark ! on the evening breeze, As once of old, the "Lord God's voice" Is heard among the trees. 4 If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will Paradise be found ! K f\ Q " Ho ! every one that thir Steffi." OUO. Isaiah 55: 1,2. 1 Let every mortal ear attend, And every heart reioice ; The trumpet of the (5ospel sounds With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind : 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die : Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 6 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. 6 The happy gates of gospel-grace Stand open night and day : Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. / OO. Prayer for strong FaWi. 1 On for a faith that will not shrink Though pressed by every foe ; That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe ! — 2 That will not murmur nor complain Beneath the chastening rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God ; — 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear When tempests rage without ; That, when in danger, knows no fear, In darkness, feels no doubt ; — 4 A faith that keeps the narrow way Till life's last hour is fled, And with a pure and heavenly ray Lights up a dying bed ! 5 Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come, We '11 taste, ev'n here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home. QQO "He giveth power to the fainV &VA. Isaiah 40 : 29-31. 1 Supreme in wisdom as in power, The Rock of Ages stands ; We see him not, j 7 et may we trace The working of his hands. 2 He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart, And courage in the evil hour His heavenly aids impart. XE"ft r SAHCATH HYMN AND TUN'E COOK. TALUS. C. M. 385 ^p^p 3 Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease ; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. 4 They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life divine ; With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. 5 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar- The wings of faith and love ; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to heaven above. TJie little Floc7:.~Luke 12 : 82. 1032. 1 Chukch of the ever-living God, The Father's gracious choice, Amid the voices of this earth, How feeble is thy voice ! 2 A little flock !— so calls he thee Who bought thee with his blood; A little flock, disowned of men, But owned and loved of God. 3 Not many rich or noble called, Not many great or wise ; They whom God makes his kings and priests Are poor in human eyes. 4 But the chief Shepherd comes at length ; Their feeble days are o'er, No more a handful in the earth, A little flock no more. 5 No more a lily among thorns, Weary, and' faint, and few ; But countless as the stars of heaven, Or as the early dew. 6 Then entering th' eternal halls, In robes of victory, That mighty multitude shall keep The joyous jubilee. 25 7 Unfading palms they bear aloft ; Unfaltering son^s they sing ; Unending festival they keep, In presence of the King. ±ZoZ. Tlie Eternity of Uearen. 1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise, And run eternal rounds, Beyond the limits of the skies, And all created bounds. 2 The holy triumphs of my soul Shall death itself outbrave, Leave dull mortality behind, And fly beyond the grave. 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reign^ In heaven's unmeasured space, I '11 spend a long eternity In pleasure and in praise. •4 Millions of years my wondering eyes Shall o'er thy beauties rove, And endless ages I '11 adore The glories of thy love. 5 My Saviour ! every smile of thine Shall fresh endearments brinjr, And thousand tastes of new delight From all thy graces spring. 6 Haste, my Beloved ! raise my soul Up to thy blest abode ; Fly ! for my spirit longs to see My Saviour and my God ! Doxology. Let God the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, be adored, Where there are works to make hka known, Or saints to love the Lord ! 386 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MORNING. 7s. Double. r* c r * r r r i " * r ' , r r r 207. " Truly, m U sou l waiteth upon God." 1 Father ! th} T paternal care Has my guardian been, my guide; Every hallowed wish and prayer Has thy hand of love supplied : Thine is every thought of bliss Left by hours and days gone by ; Every hope thy offspring is, Beaming from futurity. 2 Every sun of splendid ray, Every moon that shines serene, Every morn that welcomes day, Every evening's twilight scene, Every hour which wisdom brings, Every incense at thy shrine, — These, and all life's holiest things, And its fairest — all are thine. 3 And for all, my hymns shall rise Daily to thy gracious throne : Thither let my asking eyes Turn unwearied, righteous One ! Through life's strange vicissitude, There reposing all my care ; Trusting still, through ill and good, Fixed,andcheered,and counseled there. O o 8 . " My sheej) hear my voice." 1 Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep ; Bring me back, and lead, and keep ; Take on thee my every care, Bear me, on thy bosom bear : Let me know my Shepherd's voice, More and more in thee rejoice; i k More and more of thee receive ; Ever in thy spirit live, — 2 Live till all thy life I know, Following thee, my Lord, below ; Gladly then from earth remove. Gathered to the fold above : Oh, that I at last may stand With the sheep at thy right hand, Take the crown so freely given, Enter in by thee to heaven ! I ' i ' i ' ^ . li ■ =! J J =d =1 T- j [III II ^4-^ — ■■— - — ir- -r — r- J ; II i J rJ J | J J V-ll l^-i r r i-y=£z -r " i f-^- - nr r ■—"= Z-i." Zfer sai?its shall shout aloud for joy* 1 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet ! When the saints together meet, When the Saviour is the theme, When they joy to sing of him. 2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move : He beheld the world undone. Loved the world, and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's amazing love ; How he left the realms above, Took our nature and our place, Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love ; With our stubborn hearts he strove, Filled our minds with grief and fear, Brought the precious Saviour near. 5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet, Where the saints in glory meet ; Where the Saviour 's still the theme, Where they see and sing of him. CO. " In Tliy light shall ice see light." 1 Stealing from the world away, We are come to seek thy face ; Kindly meet us, Lord, we pray, Grant us thy reviving grace. 2 Yonder stars that gild the sky, Shine but with a borrowed light ; We, unless thy light be nigh, Wander, wrapt in gloomy night. 3 Sun of righteousness ! dispel All our darkness, doubts, and fears May thy light within us dwell, Till eternal day appears. 4 Warm our hearts in prayer and praise, Lift our every thought above: Hear the grateful songs we raise, Fill us with thy perfect love. Q 9 Peace th ro ugh th e Blood of Ovist. vo ' Heb. 13: 20, 21. 1 Now may he, who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the Sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep ! 2 May he teach us to fulfill What is pleasing in his sight ; Perfect us in all his will, And preserve us day and night ! 3 Great Redeemer ! thee we praise, Who the covenant sealed with blood ; While our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings unto God. 1 HAO " Tliy people shall be my people, and iUU °' thy God my God.' 1 People of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. 2 Now to you my spirit turns — Turns, a fugitive unblest ; Brethren ! where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest 1 3 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave : Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave. 4 Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my soul no more, Every idol I resign. 388 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. AXVERN. L. M. "p u r k '-. II k k r -^ • P -T j> J _ r r jg — ^— *-H-- — ^— g^=r - R — /•— ^=ff=Eff===lS==i -try- fr-i gzbz: -K i u i r ■ft _)*i_jV_j^__*_ pa =— b- — * — e « =to^ ?P«^EP?E ^ -rr; -t?-^-| — r 9" Return, we beseech Thee, God of Hosts:' 1 Lord, in the temples of thy grace Thy saints behold thy smiling face ; And oft have seen thy glory shine, With power and majesty divine. 2 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry, Our graces droop, our comforts die ; Return, and let thy glories rise Again to our admiring eyes : 8 Till filled with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise, And heaven and earth resound thy praise. 84. "Kindred in Christy 1 Kixdked in Christ, for his dear sake, A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which only he can give. 2 May he, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above, Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, When Christians see each other thus ; We only wish to speak of him Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 4 We'll talk of all he did and said, And suffered for us here below ; The path he marked for us to tread ; And what he's doing for us now. 5 Thus, as the moments pass away, We '11 love, and wonder, and adore ; And hasten on the glorious day When we shall meet to part no more. JL4:U. God xoith us everywhere. 1 O Lord, how full of sweet content Our years of pilgrimage are spent ! Where'er we dwell, we dwell with thee, In heaven, in earth, or on the sea. 2 To us remains nor place nor time ; Our country is in every clime : We can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there. 3 While place we seek, or place we shun, The soul finds happiness in none ; But with our God to guide our way, 'T is equal joy to go or stay. 4 Could we be cast where thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot ; But regions none remote we cali, Secure of finding God in all. 1 A/1 " I sought the Lord, and LTe heard me." J-U^r. Psalm 34. 1 Lord, I will bless thee all my days ; Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue: My soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ; Come, let us all exalt his name : I sought th' eternal God, and he Has not exposed my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my secret grief, My secret groaning reached his ears ; lie gave my inward pains relief, And calmed the tumult of my fears. 4 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the' men who serve the Lord; Oh, fear and love him, all his saints ! Taste of his grace and trosl his word. I NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 389 +a 9 '-^l=^--^z ^r=z22: l zzlztzE: r~r r~- 4=1 ^pgi ^r=lt i 1 , t_ — 1 j. -s- — — -(S/- — (?- r i -s . T i J • 1 1 1 . I i — s— — o ^T I 1— -T— li 1 — r- — «- 4-^ • ■"I — -- J — 1 — 1- ^=^^ J I L ^ Ol m J.3-.J.J :f£r±=f 3t — ■? J T= -arv?: — ^ f — r J.J. 491. My Bible. 1 Holt Bible ! book divine ! Precious treasure ! thou art mine: Mine to tell me whence I came ; Mine to tell me what I am;. 2 Mine to chide me when I rove ; Mine to show a Saviour's love ; Mine thou art to guide and guard ; Mine to punish or reward ; S Mine to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine to show, by living faith, Man can triumph over death ; 4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel shiner's doom : O thou holy book divine ! Precious treasure, thou art mine ! 6 9 O . The Tli ree Mountains. 1 When on Sinai's top I see God descend in majesty To proclaim his holy law, All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 "When, in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious mount I climb, In the too transporting light, Darkness rushes o'er my sight. H When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Pull of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away ; Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary ! JL J- J . " Spared to see another year." 1 While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls thefr race have run, Never more 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. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live, With eternity in view ; Bless thy word to young and old ; Fill us with a Saviours love ; When our life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 391 MORNING. 7s. Double. 9 7 (\ * " Christ is born in Bethlehem" ^' U - Luke 2. 1 Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled." 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise ; Join the triumphs of the skies ; With th' angelic hosts proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem." S Mild he lays his glory b} r ; Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth. 4 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. 5 Let us then with angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King! — Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled !" m" WatcJmian, what of the night ?" Isaiah 21 : 11. 1 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star ! 2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell ? Traveler, yes: it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night : Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. 4 Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveler, ages are its own : See ! it bursts o'er all the earth ! 5 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. • Commence the fifth stanza wish the latter part of the tune. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror arc withdrawn. 6 Watchman, let thy wanderings cease ; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo ! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come ! "1 (\ A 9 " Give place to me that I may J- u ^ *■■ dwell."— Isaiah 49 : 20. 1 " Give us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud : See their numbers — how they swell ! How they gather like a cloud ! 2 Oh, how bright the morning seems ! Brighter from so dark a night : Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight. 3 Lo ! thy sun goes down no more, God himself will be thy light ; All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. 4 Zion, now arise and shine ! Lo ! thy light from heaven is come : These that crowd from far are thine ; Give thy sons and daughters room. 1114. " Sing unto Wim a neic song." 1 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; Praises to our God belong ; Saints and angels ! join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. 2 Blessings from his liberal hand Flow around this happy land : Kept by him, no foes annoy ; Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, May we cheerfully obey ; Never feel oppression's rod, Ever own and worship God. 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings Praises of the King of kings ; Let us join the choral song, And the grateful notes prolong. 392 KTEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. HARWELL. 8s & 7s. Double. fi#fc L "^=^ S — N s -n — N —& — ^ — p« — i— H- r -*v — - A A . " l 1 p r J J. — W II - -4Ub _«rpa_= • fcr - -jf-tfl,^ 11 v-' >* T^-tp * -v -*— i — -iM - - ^ 1' -> -*— *-L lr Hallelujah, Amen," may be added for D. C, or repeat omitted. dbu. Joy in Chris? a He ign. 1 Hare! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above : Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 King of glory, reign for ever! Thine an everlasting crown : Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own : Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. S Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, "When the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away ! Then, with golden harps we '11 sing, " Glory, glory to our King ! / U. Our Guardian. 1 Through the day thy love has spared us, Now we lay us down to rest ; Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest : Jesus, thou our guardian be ; Sweet it is to trust in thee. 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes, Us and ours preserve from dangers ; In thine arms may we repose ; And, when life's short day is past, Rest with thee in heaven at last. 640. " TJlou l-nmcest that Hove 77iee.' m 1 I wilt, love thee, all my treasure ; I will love thee, all my strength; I will love thee without measure, And without a stain at length : I will love thee, Light Divine, Till I die and rind thee mine ! 2 I will praise thee, Sun of glory ! For the bliss thy beams have brought; I will praise thee, will adore thee, For the light I long had sought : — Praise thee that thy words so blest Soothed my troubled soul to rest ! 3 Be my heart more warmly glowing, Sweet and calm the tears I shed; And its love_, its ardor, showing, Let my spirit onward tread : Near to thee, and nearer still, Draw this heart, this mind, this wilL 4 I will love in joy or sorrow ! While I in thfs body dwell ; I will love to-day, to-morrow, With a love no words can tell : I will love thee, Light Divine, Till I die, and find thee mine ! Q Q A t: Neither tfiall any man pluck, them out J OU. f j/y hand:'— John 10 . 2S. 1 Clouds and darkness round about thee For a season vail thy face ; Still I trust and can not doubt thee, Jesus, full of truth and grace : Resting on thy word I stand : None shall pluck me from thy hand. 2 Oh, rebuke me not in anger; Suffer not my faith to fail ; Let not pain, temptation, languor O'er my struggling heart prevail ! Holding fast thy word I stand : None shall pluck me from thy hand. 3 In my heart thy word I cherish ; Though unseen, thou still art near; Since thy sheep shall never perish, What have I to do with fear? Trusting in thy word I stand : None shall pluck me from thy hand. N*W SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 303 HARDEN. 10s & 4s. i ■ ■ - • i ^ ■ ■ | \\)ZA. Prayer for Peace to the Church. 1 O Christ, the leader of that war-worn , 3 And grant us peace within the church host and school, Who hear thy cross, — now help, or we Peace to the powers that our fair coun- are lost ! try rule ; Disperse the foes who long in deadly To every wounded conscience, aching strife heart, Have sought our life ! Thy peace impart ! 2 Come, Lord, andshield thy children with ! 4 Andheaven and earth eternally shall raise thine arm Restrain the power of him who seeks our harm : O'er all that would tlry members here as- Do thou prevail ! [sail (Thy goodness and thy boundless love to praise,) Glad sons>;s to thee, the Guardian of thy flock, Our sheltering Rock ! MARX. 8s & 7s. 6 lines. 296. 1 Near the cross our station taking, Earthly cares and joys forsaking, Meet it is for us to mourn : *T was for us he came from heaven, 'T was for us his heart was riven ; All his griefs for us were borne. 2 When no eye its pity gave us, When there was no arm' to save us, He his love and power displayed : It was for «s." By his stripes our help and healing, By his death our life revealing, He for us the ransom paid. 3 Jesus, may thy love constrain us, That from sin we may refrain us, In thy griefs may deeply grieve ; Thee our best affections giving, To thy praise and honor living, May we in thy glory live ! 31)4 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. TYNG. 7s & 6s. QAO " Stand, therefore, having your loins «?VZi. girt about:' 1 Stand up !— stand up for Jesus ! Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high his royal banner, It must not suffer loss : From vict'ry unto vict'ry His army shall he lead, Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict, In this his glorious day : 41 Ye that are men, now serve him," Against unnumbered foes ; Y"our courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 8 Stand up !— stand up for Jesus ! Stand in his strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you — Ye dare not trust your own: Put on the gospel armor, And, watching unto prayer, Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. 4 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song: To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally ! m" The Lord is my salvation ; whom shall I fear f"— Psalm 27. 1 Gob is my strong salvation ; What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My Light, my Help is near. 2 Though hosts encamp around me, Firm in the fight I stand ; What terror can confound me, With God at my right hand ? 3 Place on the Lord reliance ; My soul, with courage wait ; His truth be thine affiance, When faint and desolate. 4 His might thy heart shall strengthen. His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy days shall lengthen ; The Lord will give thee peace ! MISSIONARY HYMN -J — I — U-l NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. & 6s. 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" 7Fq/2, waft, ye winds, Ms story .' 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, — From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us "to deliver Their laud 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 his blindness, Bows 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, oh, salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till each remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to rei«;n ! 1 1 Or> " O that Vie salvation of Israel were ±XOO. come out of Zion:'— Psalm 14. 1 Oh that the Lord's salvation Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation, To lead his outcasts home ! Flow long the holv city Shall heathen feet profane ? Return, O Lord, in pity ; Rebuild her walls again. 2 Let fall thy rod of terror ; Thy saving grace impart ; Roll back tlie vail of error; Release the fettered heart: Let Israel, home returning, Their lost Messiah see ; Give oil of joy for mounting, And bind thy church to thee. 3D6 4k NEW SABBATH HYilN AND TUXE BOOK. PAUL. 10s, 11 & 13. -, !- w sg m iig jSl I I I u 1 ^ : 3=^ =*====F^ q^-=S 4- ¥=r & pi ^t=*: r Lu* ^ J=± i A A I r 9 y O. "I press toward the mark? — PhiL 3: 13, 14. 1 Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest ; Watch for day, Christian, when night is longest ; Onward and onward still be thine endeavor ; The rest that remaineth, endureth for ever. 2 Fight the fight, Christian; Jesus is o'er thee; Run the race, Christian; heaven is before thee ; He who hath promised faltcreth never ; Oh, trust in the love that endureth for ever. 3 Lift the eye, Christian, just as it closeth ; Raise the heart, Christian, ere it rcposeth : Nothing thy soul from the Saviour shall sever; Soon shalt thou mount upward to praise him for ever. LAXETON. 10s & 6s. rry r t r T f . J J — J , I n J -,-J ! I J , ! JLj L.-J- -£ ' ' 'i : T i r=^=^ p-1 r-^ [For words (Hymn 047) see opposite page.] NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. COME, LET US ANEW, lis & 5s. LJ 1 1. 397 J J J J J- >_^_> £ J J_J_ i i \ \ J J J J J I — r i — r -aq-g I — — p- I 1 L 1161, 'Z7e shall fly away as a dream. 1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue — Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master ap- pear ; His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. 2 Ourlifeisa dream; our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away, And the fugitive moment* refuses to stay The arrow is liown ; the moment is gone The millennial year Rushes on to our view,and eternity's near. Oh that each, in the day of his coming, may say, " I have fought my way through ; I have finished the work thou didst give me to do;" Oh- that each from his Lord may receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne !" 0-±7. "7 will love Tltee, Lord, my Strength." 1 iTane Laxetox, opposite page.) 2 Thou, Lord, alone, art all thy children t I love my God, but with no love of mine, For I have none to give ; I love thee, Lord; but all the love is thine, For by thy life I live: I am as nothing, and rejoice to be Emptied, and lost, and swallowed up in thee. need, And there is none beside ; From thee the streams of blessedness proceed, In thee the blest abide, — Fountain of life and all-abounding grace, Our Source, our Center, and our Dwell- ing-place. 398 NEW SABBATH UYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BAYTON. C. M. i 10/7. Child's Communion with Christ. 1 Dear Jesus, ever ai my side, How loving mus* thou be, To leave Ihy home in heaven to guard A little child like me. 2 I can not feel thee touch my hand, With pressure light and mild, To check me as my mother did, When I was but a child ; 3 But I have felt thee in my thoughts, Rebuking sin for me; And, when my heart loves God, I know The sweetness is from thee. 4 And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down, Morning and night, to prayer, Something there is within my heart Which tells me thou art there. 5 Yes ! when I pray, thou prayest, too — Thy prayer is all for me; But when I sleep, thou sleepest not, But watchest patiently. 6 To God the Father glory be, And to his only Son ; The same, O Holy Ghost, to thee, While ceaseless ages run ! Child's Thoughts of God. 1080. 1 How glorious is our heavenly King, Who reigns above the sky! How shall a child presume to sing His dreadful majesty? 2 How great his power is, none can tell, Nor think how large his grace : Not men below, nor saints that dwell On high before his face. 3 Not angels that stand round the Lord Can search his secret will ; But they perform his holv word, And sing his praises still. ( 4 Then let me join this heavenly train, And my first offerings bring; Th' eternal God will not disdain To hear an infant sing. 5 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys, And angels shall rejoice " To hear their mighty Maker's praise Sound from a feeble voice. 1081. Child's Trust in Christ. 1 See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands, And calls his sheep by name ; Gathers the feeble in his arms, And feeds each tender lamb. 2 He leads them to the gentle stream, W T here living water flows ; And guides them to the verdant fields, Where sweetest herbage grows. 3 When, wandering from the peaceful fold, We leave the narrow way, Our faithful Shepherd still is near, To seek us when we stray. 4 The weakest lamb amid the flock Shall be its Shepherd's care ; While folded in our Saviour's arms, We 're safe from every snare. Child's Trust in Christ. 1082. 1 There is a little, lonely fold, Whose flock one Shepherd keeps, Through summer's heat and winter's cold, With eye that never sleeps. 2 By evil beast, or burning'sky, "Or damp of midnight air, Not one in all that flock shall die, Beneath that Shepherd's care. 3 For, if unheeding or beguiled In danger's path they~roam, His pity follows through the wild, And guards them safely home* NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. EVAN. CM. 190 ^* — • — -& I -pr- "1 u 1 ■ ■ ' J "*" — !~1 ■ !(- i (O >; fr K i i —9 i — « — I 1 — r* — i i - -jp — * 1 1 — * 1 i r— S 1 =0— ^ r r 1 i = i— LA M># -A= » » ~-3 ■ , i 1 „ I E M- ' Sparkling from on high ! Boldly take the glorious held ; You may fall — but must not yield ; You shall write upon your shield Vict'ry, though you die I 3 By the ransom which he gave, By his triumph o'er the grave, Trust his mighty power to save ; Firm and faithful be : And when death's dark hour is nigh, When the tear-drop dims the eye, You shall, in the parting sigh, Grasp the victory. 1040. The Angel of the Lord. 1 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward speed ! Cast abroad thy radiant light, Bid the shades recede ; Tread the idols in the dust, Heathen fanes destroy ; Spread the gospel's love and trust, Spread the gospel's joy. 2 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward fly ! Long has been the reign of night; Bring the morning nigh ; Unto thee earth's sufferers lift Their imploring wail ; Bear them heaven's holy gift, Ere their courage fail. 3 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward speed ! Morning bursts upon our sight, Lo ! the time decreed : Now the Lord his kingdom takes, Thrones and empires fall ; Now the joyous song awakes t " God is All in All!" NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MONMOUTH. 8s & 7s* 403 nJ i \ i i » J -*■ i j i i ■ i I g— I i -, L i; . A . | j , , , L^-H i — -i 1 — I — p-i — i — r * Original form, as composed by Luther. 1 9QJ. "Behold V>e Judge of man appears" J-^jO^. ( A Hymn of the Reformation.) 1 Great God! what do I see and hear? — The end of things created ! Behold the Judge of man appear, On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet him ! 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet-sounding, — Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 O Jesus ! friend to fallen man, To me impart thy merit ; Forgive my sin, wash out its stain By thine Almighty Spirit : The trumpet sounds ; the Judge is near, But then my soul, devoid of fear, Shall spring with joy to meet him. J.\J\J.A JTi/mn of the Reformation. — Psalm 46. 1 God is our refuge ever near, Our help in tribulation ; Therefore his people shall not fear Amid a wrecked creation: Though mountains from their base be hurled, And ocean shake the solid world, The Lord is our salvation. The stream that flows from Zion's hill, Shall yet, serenely gliding, With joy the holy city fill. His presence there abiding : The Lord, her glory and defense, Will guard his chosen residence, His timely aid providing. 1290* Eternity. 1 Eternity — eternity ! O bright, O blest eternity! Which Jesus hath obtained for those Who seek in him their sure repose ; A little while they suffer here, But lo! eternity is near: Eternity — eternity ! 2 Eternity— eternity ! Soon shall these eyes thy wonders see ; Oh, may I now the world despise, And upward raise my thankful eyes, And seek the joys that shall abide, From sin and sorrow purified : bright, O blest eternity ! 3 Eternit}'— eternity ! Prepare me for eternity ; Now grant me, Lord, thy humble mind, To all my Father's will resigned : Now give me faith that rests on thee Lord ! in thy love remember me In time andin eternity. * Omit the ties for this hymn. 401 ^ EW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. MALVERN. L.M. q: f =15TC=j— r r r i. ■ c i u u r u ' I u r i i 'i t c. 1 J ' 547. "J/./ Spirit yearns o'er dying men" 1 ARISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise ; To torrents melt my streaming eyes ; And thou, my heart, with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. 2 See human nature sunk in shame ; See scandals poured on Jesus' name : The Father wounded through the Son ; The world abused, the soul undone. 8 My God, I feel the mournful scene ; My spirit yearns o'er dying men ; And fain my pity would reclaim And snatch the firebrands from the flame. 4 But feeble my compassion proves, And can but weep, where most it loves : Thine own all-saving arm employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy. Searching the Heart. 590. 1 Return', my roving heart, return, And life's vain shadows chase no more; Seek out some solitude to mourn, And thy forsaken God implore. 2 thou great God! whose piercing eye Distinctly marks each deep retreat, In these sequestered hours draw nigh, And let me here thy presence meet. 3 Through all the windings of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide: And still its beams unerring dart,' Till all be known and purified. 4 Then let the visits of thy love, My inmost soul be made to share, Till every grace combine to prove That God has fixed his dwelling there, / 34 . " Hope for the Chief of Sinners: 1 1 I left the God of truth and light ; I left the God who gave me breath, To wander in the wilds of night, And perish in the snares of death ! 2 Sweet was his service, and his yoke Was light and easy to be borne : Through all his bonds of love I broke; I cast away his gifts with scorn ! 3 Heart-broken,friendless, poor,cast down, Where shall the chief of sinners fly, Almighty Vengeance ! from thy frown ? Eternal Justice ! from thine eye ? 4 Lo ! through the gloom of guilty fears, My faith discerns a dawn of grace : The Sun of Righteousness appears In Jesus' reconciling face ! "> Prostrate before the mercy-seat, I dare not, if I would, despair; None ever perished at thy feet, And I will lie for ever there. 777. Rest for the Weary. 1 My only Saviour ! when I frel O'erwhelmed in spirit,faint, oppressed, 'T is sweet to tell thee, while I kneel Low at thy feet, thou art my rest. 2 I 'm weary of the strife within ; Strong powers against my soul contest; Oh, let me turn from self and sin To thy dear cross, for there is rest ! . 3 Oh ! sweet will be the welcome day, When, from her toils and woes released, My parting soul in death shall say, '" Now, Lord ! I come to thee for rest." NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. WARD. L. M. 405 U / U. Looking to God in Trouble. . 1 God of my life! to thee I call; Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; When high the water-floods prevail. Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should I lodge my deep com- plaint — Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor ? 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea? Doth not the word still lixed remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 4 Poor though I am — despised, forgot, Yet God, my God forgets me not ; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. .Sight of the, Cross. 708. I tiiirst, but not as once I did, The vain delights of earth to share ; Thy wounds, Immanuel, all forbid That I should seek my pleasures there. It was the sight of thy dear cross First weaned my heart from earthly things, And taught me to esteem as dross The mirth of fools and pomp of kings. ', Oh for that ." notice of thy Father's eye, None proves less grateful fo his care, Or yields bun meaner fruit than I. 1AOA "We wept when vie, remembered Zion." ±U/jU. Psalm 137> 1 When we, our wearied limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept, with doleful thoughts oppressed, And Zion was our mournful theme. 3 Our harps that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings neglected hung On willow trees that withered there. 3 How shall we tune our voice to sina", Or touch our harps with skillful hands? Shall hymns of joy, to God our King, Be sung by slaves in foreign lands V 4 O Salem ! our once happy seat, When I of thee forgetful prove. Let then my trembling hand forget The tuneful strings with art to move. 5 If I to mention thee forbear, Eternal silence seize my tongue, — Or if I sing one cheerful air, Till thy deliverance is my song. LUoO. Prayer for erring Youth. 1 Deak Saviour, if these lambs should stray From thy secure inclosure's hound, And, lured by worldly joys away, Among the thoughtless crowd be found, 2 Remember still that they are thine, That thy dear sacred name they bear: Think that the seal of loye divine, The sign of covenant grace they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years, Oh, let, them ne'er forgotten be! Remember all the prayers and te:^rs Which made them consecrate to thee. 4 And when Ihese lips no more can pray, These eyes can weep for them no more, Turn thou their feet from folly's way; The wanderers to thy 10 Id restore. 406 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. BAVARIA. 8s & 7s bub. Joy in the Presence of God. 1 Thou, O Lord, wilt never leave me, Thou wilt never me forsake ; Thou wilt keep, and thou wilt save me, While thy word my guide I make: Save from evil For thy name and mercy's sake ! 2 "When my soul is dark and clouded, Torn with doubt, and worn with care, Through the vail by which 't is shrouded, Light from heaven will soon appear; And thy presence Banish every doubt and fear. S When my sky above is glowing, And around me all is bright ; Pleasure, like a river flowing, Fills my soul with sweet delight : Thou wilt keep me, Thou wilt guide my steps aright. 4 When my feeble flame is dying, And my soul about to soar To that land where pain and sighing Shall be heard and known no more, Thou wilt fill me With thy presence evermore. V O . " Hit compassions fail not." 1 Every human tie may perish; Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; Mothers cease their own to cherish; Heaven and earth at last remove: But no changes Can avert the Father's love. 2 In the furnace <-rod may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee ; Thou art precious in his sight : God is with thee ;— God, thine everlasting Light. JLU4 O. Looking to Jems front his Table. 1 Now, my soul, thy voice upraising, Sing the cro^s in ucuraful strain ; Tell the sorrows all-amazing, Tell the wounds and dying pain Which our Saviour Sinless, bore, for sinners slain. 2 He to freedom hath restored us By the very bonds he bare ; And his flesh and blood afford us Each a seal of mercy rare : Lo ! he draws us To the cross, and keeps us there. 3 Jesus ! may thy promised blessing Comfort to our souls afford ; May we now thy love possessing, And at length our full reward, Ever praise thee, Thee, our ever-glorious Lord ! Hoy. Tlie Missionary's Farewell. 1 Yes, my native land ! I love thee ; All thy scenes, I love them well : Home and friends that smile around me, Can I bid you all farewell ? Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 2 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, Holy days and Sabbath bell, Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure, Can I— can I say M Farewell!" Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 3 Yes ! I hasten from you gladly : To the strangers let me tell How he died — the blessed Saviour— To redeem a world from hell : Let me hasten, Far in heathen lands to dwell. 4 Bear me on, thou restless ocean ; Let the winds my canvas swell : Heaves my heart with warm emotion, While I go far hence to dwell. Glad I bid thee, Native land, farewell, farewell! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. ALVAN. 8s, 7s & 4. 407 22; J. i J. J- li i J- J__i I t J j j Jt 5 J_ ', 1 i 1 r Note.— Sicily may be sung to any of these hymns, by repeating the latter part of the tune. b(5. " Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing." 1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let. us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : Oh, refresh us, Trav'ling 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. 400. " lie shall feed his flock." 1 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 arc 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 till : Blessed Jesus ! Thou hast loved us,— love us still ! X 2t 21. Tlte Pilgrim' s Prayer. 1 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful haftd : 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. 1099 ^ Pilgrim's Prayer. *^ '(Another form of the preceding Hymn.) 1 Shepherd of thine Israel ! lead us, Pilgrims o'er this barren sand ; Thou who hast from bondage freed us, Guard us by thine outstretched hand: Guide thy chosen Safely to the promised land. 2 Feed us with the heavenly manna ; Fainting, may we feel thy might ; Go before us as our banner, Cloud by day, and fire by night : Great Redeemer, Shine around us ; — thou art light. 3 When we come to death's dark river, Bid the swelling stream divide ; Thou who canst our life deliver, Bear us through the sundered tid@: Praises, praises Will we sin": on Canaan's side. 408 FEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. NORWICH. 7s. b& J J J^=H= =i J p=^ =*M= 1— r-J 1 1 t r~ • J J — m : — » ^ — (• -fi- i 1 j — 4_ .r-^-b > 1 1 1 v~\- -r— f — 1 ! n 1 . 1 I — at — *- — ! 1 ' <^_ — ;j — 1 — rrrd — i 1 — \f $# — * — s — -* — t— -±- '((B^i7 — ! 1 1# (• — H* — r r — * — ^& — J s 1 ', - «_ F — £*— 1 1 a r r r ;^> f 1 Lj — — i- -^ 1 f- =±=£|! '-rf~? r * - 470. Prayer to the Trinity. 1 Holy Father, hear my cry ; Holy Saviour, bend thine ear ; Holy Spirit, come thou nigh : Father, Saviour, Spirit, hear ! 2 Father, save me from my sin ; Saviour, I thy mercy crave ; Gracious Spirit, make me clean: Father, Son, and Spirit, save! 3 Father, let me taste thy love ; Saviour, fill my soul with peace ; Spirit, come my heart to move : Father, Son, and Spirit, bless ! 4 Father, Son, and Spirit— thou One Jehovah, shed abroad All thy grace within me now ; Be my Father and my God ! "Humbled in the dust. 592. 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all S Prostrate at thy feet we fall ; Hear, oh, hear our earnest cry ! Frown not, lest we faint and die. 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Chief of sinners we have been : Oft have sinned before thy face ; Trampled on thy richest grace. 8 Justly might the fatal dart Pierce our guilty, broken heart ; Justly might thy righteous breath Doom us to eternardeath. 4 Jesus ! save our dying soul ; Make our broken spirit whole : Humbled in the dust we lie ; Saviour ! leave us not to die. bU4 . "Mercy for the chief of smners." 1 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 scorned the Son of God, Trampled on his precious blood, Would not hearken to his calls, Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Lord, incline me to repent; Let me now my fall lament — Deeply my revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more. 4 Still 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. U O . A quiet Spirit. 1 Prince of Peace ! control my will ; Bid this struggling heart be still ; Bid my fears and doubtings cease, — Hush my spirit into peace. 2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood, Opened wide the gate to God ; Peace I ask — but peace must be, Lord, in being one with thee. 3 May thy will, not mine, be done ; May thy will and mine be one : Chase these doubtings from my heart; Now thy perfect peace impart. 4 Saviour ! at thy feet I fall ; Thou my Life, my God, my All ! Let thy happy servant be One for evermore with thee ! NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. PLEYEL. 7s. -I -I H N- 409 j. u m Z5- w « < ! J 3— ^ S^ J J T=f 776. TTert ry of Self a nd Sin. 1 Jesus ! full of truth and love, We thy kindest word obey ; Faithful let thy mercies prove ; Take our load of guilt away. 2 "Weary of this war within, Weary of this endless strife, Weary of ourselves and sin, Weary of a wretched life ; 8 Burdened with a world of grief, Burdened with our sinful load, Burdened with this unbelief, Burdened with the wrath of God 4 Lo ! we come to thee for ease, True and gracious as thou art : Now our weary souls release ; Write forgiveness on each heart. 841. •A living Sacrifice." — Psalm 51. 1 Jesus, who upon the tree Wast an offering for me, Take this throbbing heart of rnine,- Lay it on thy holy shrine. 2 As thy love accepteth naught Save what love itself hatlAvrought, Offer thou my sacrifice, Else to heaven it can not rise. 3 Take away my erring will ; All my wayward passions kill ; Tear my heart from out my heart, Though it cost me bitter smart. 4. Fain were I of self bereft, Naught but thee within me left ; Living sacrifice I am, Offered only in thy name. 910. " Make me like a little ch ild." 1 Jesus, cast a look on me ! Give me true simplicity : Make me poor, and keep me low, Seeking only thee to know. 2 All that feeds my busy pride, Cast it evermore aside ; Bid my will to thine submit ; Lay me humbly at thy feet. 3 Make me like a little child, Simple, teachable, and mild; Seeing only in thy light ; Walking only in thy might ! 4 Leaning on thy loving breast, Where a weary soul may rest ; Feeling well the peace of God Flowing from thy precious blood ! 1 J./I " In the name of the Father, the Son, 1U11, and the Holy Ghost."— Matt. 2S: I* 1 Heavenly Father! may thy love Beam upon us from above ; Let this infant find a place In thy covenant of grace. 2 Son of God ! be with us here ; Listen to our humble prayer ; Let thy blood, on Calvary spilt, Cleanse this child from nature's guilt. 3 Holy Ghost ! to thee we cry : Thou this infant sanctify; Thine almighty power display; Seal j Wm > to redemption's day. 4 Great Jehovah ! — Father, Son, Holy Spirit — Three in One, Let the blessing come from thee ; Thine shall all the glory be ! 410 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DENFIELD. C. M. ^S 5E r i i i st ±3fed= ate ^ t~ r #=fe J: ( 1a=il3S£E?=- I ^=-^ ±*4 -?=sfc 1 D . Prayer for Wisdom. 1 Almighty God, in humble prayer, To thee our souls we lift : Do thou our waiting minds prepare For thy most needful gift. 2 We ask not golden streams of wealth Along our path to flow ; We ask not undeeaying health, Nor length of years below ; 3 We ask not honors, which an hour May bring and take away ; We ask not pleasure,pomp, and power, — Lest we should go astray : 4 We ask for wisdom : Lord, impart The knowledge how to live ; A wise and understanding heart To all before thee give. 819. » TJiine, wholly Tliine, oh, let us he /" 1 Eternal Father, God of love, To thee our hearts we raise ; Thy all-sustaining power we prove. And gladly sing thy praise. 2 Thine, wholly thine, oh, let us be ! Our sacrifice receive ; Made and preserved, and saved by thee, To thee ourselves we give. 3 Come, Holy Ghost ! the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad ; So shall we ever live and move, And be with Christ, in God. 8o4. Giving all for Clirist— Mark S : Si. 1 And must I part with all I have, My dearest Lord, for thee ? It is but right, since thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go ! — one look from thee Will more than make amends For all the losses I sustain Of credit, riches, friends. 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, How worthless they appear, Compared with thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair ! 4 Saviour of souls ! could I from thee A single smile obtain, The loss of all things I could bear, And glory in my gain. 64 U. Tlie New Covenant sealed. 1 " The promise of my Father's love Shall stand for ever good :" He said, and gave his soul to death, And sealed the grace with blood. 2 To this dear covenant of thy word I set my worthless name ; I seal th' engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 I call that legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath ; 'T was purchased with a dying groan, And ratified in death. 4 The light and strength, the pardoning grace, And glory shall be mine : My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my powers are thine. 1 A,j O " Planted together in the likeness of ± U-± O . Jiis death."— Rom. G : 4, 5. 1 We long to move and breathe in thee, Inspired with thine own breath, To live thy life, O Lord, and be Baptized into thy death ; — 2 Thy death to sin we die below, But Ave shall rise in love ; We here are planted in thy woe, But we shall bloom above ; — 3 Above we shall thy glory share, As Ave thy cross have borne ; Ev'n we shall crowns of honor wear, When wc the thorns have worn. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. DUNDEE. C. M. 411 n^ Thy crown of thorns is all our boast, While now we fall before The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And tremble, love, adore. 1 C\A P\ " Suffer them to come unto Me." -LU^rO. Matt. 19: 14. 1 See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands With all-engaging charms ; Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms ! 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 't was to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — Thine let our offspring be. 1 f\A A " And forbid them not." lU^O. Matt. 19: 14. 1 Oh, wondrous is thy mercy, Lord ! We hear thy word of grace, " Forbid them not," — oh, rich the word That calls our infant race ! 2 Our infant race we bring to thee : Receive them as thine own ! Now and for ever may they be Thine wholly, thine alone. *1 H A *7 " A God unto thee and to thy seed ±\J± I . U f ter tkee. n — Genesis 17: 7. 1 How large the promise ! how divine ! To Abraham and his seed : " I '11 be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need." 2 The words of his extensive love From age to age endure : The angel of the covenant proves, And seals the blessings sure. 8 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our great fathers given ; He takes young children to his arms, And calls them heirs of heaven. 4 Our God ! — how faithful are his ways ! His love endures the same ; Nor from the promise of his grace Blots out the children's name. 1 "I A (\ " They are no more twain, but one 1 We join to pray, with wishes kind, A blessing, Lord, from thee, On those who now the bands have twiaed Which ne'er may broken be. 2 We know that scenes not always bright Must unto them be given ; But over all give thou the light Of love, and truth, and heaven. 3 Still hand in hand, their journey through, Joint pilgrims may they go ; Mingling their joys as helpers true, And sharing every woe. 4 May each in each still feed the flame Of pure and holy love ; In faith and trust and heart the same, The same their home above. "|1/("| "It is not good that man should be A-A.rt±. alone.' 1 '' 1 Not for the summer hour alone, When skies resplendent shine, And } r outh and pleasure fill the throne, Our hearts and hands we join ; 2 But for those stern and wintery days Of sorrow, pain, and fear, When Heaven'swisc discipline doth make Our earthly journey drear. 3 Not for this span of life alone, Which like a blast doth fly, And, as the transient flowers of grass, Just blossom, droop, and die ; 4 But for a being without end This vow of love we take : Grant us, O Lord, one home at last. For thy great mercy's sake 1 412 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. VITAL SPARK. i- gtt-» — wi fetzt 1189. i — i — ^ — r " (9 Grave I where is thy victory ?" — 1 Cor. 15 : 55. J-JL 1 j Yi - tal Bpnrk of heavenly flame I Quit, oh, quit this mor - tal ( Trembling, hop-ing, linger-ing, fly - ing — Oh, the pain. — tlie bliss of o j Hark! they whisper; an - gels say, "Sis - ter spi - rit, come a ■ (What is "this ab - sorbs me quite? — Steals my sens - es, shuts my l — T frame : J dy- ing! j way :" ) sight, f Repeat for the Second Stanza. r-0-h !- r-J 1— I , 1— rj ! i — i — r- 1 ' /SS #=t=f 1 ■ ^— * -* =^— " 9 l^ » — "J 'J~- -J * : ^— -r- J •> 1 I p 1 • J J - 1 r=* 1- — m — pt | 1 1 m r J r i A W^_J?_ —f E= — & — VtB— » ^ -J- — — « — & -rM 1 i 1 ' 1 I i 1 Cease, fond na - ture, cease thy strife, And let me lan-guish in - to life! Drowns my spi - rit, draws my breath ?— Tell me, my soul, can this be death f 3 The world re - cedes — it Mis - ap-pears! Heaven opens on my eyes! — my ■MJLLJ±M*= ! ! ■ ! — «_-a> «> -«- i if t ■ e ' r ' J II p M j J J fr\h f fey | — 7^- ■eY-Ip — — \ = » m c u r c r - ■ 1 . , ' M? h U 1 11 g | [ — 1 h > > ; k-- ears With sounds se-raph-ic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! "O Grave, where f 4, >- jez=»z:2=z £^£ :*=:* su u ^— r^Esi^ -s s- J J j r i ! J- J J. iii i J i J j g? & 4.S. We praise, we worship thee, Blessed and holy Three. Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide, Rolling in fullest pride, O'er the world far and wide, " Let there be light l" SELECTIONS FOR CHANTfM 41 G NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. I. 2 ^=^ ^=S: ^=^ r s- m i 3 4 5 Selection, No, 1. Psalm l Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel | of the • un- [ godly, Nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the | seat — | of the | scornfuL But his delight is in the | law . of the Lord ; And in his law doth he | medi - tate | day and | night. And he shall be like a tree planted by the I rivers • of j water, That bringeth forth his | fruit — | in his | season ; His leaf also | shall not | wither; And whatso- | ever he | doeth shall | prosper, The ungodly | are not | so : But are like the chaff which the [ wind — | driveth • a- J way. Therefore the ungodly shall not | stand • in the | judgment, Nor sinners in the congre- | gatiou \ of the | righteous : For the Lord knoweth the | way . of the J righteous ; But the way of the un- | godly | shall— [ perish. Selection, NO. 2. Psalm yiii. 1 Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy name in | all the | earth! Who hast set thy | glory a- | bove the | heavens. 2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength be- 1 causs of • thine | enemies, That thou mightest still the | ene - my | and . the a- | venger. 3 When I consider thy Heavens, the | work of • thy | fingers, The moon and the stars | which thou | hast or- ( dained ; 4 What is man, that thou art | mindful . of | him ? And the son of man | that thou | visit - est | him ? 5 For thou hast made him a little lower | than the | angels, And hast crowned him with | glory | and— | honor. 6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the | works of Thou hast put | all things | under • his | feet : 7 All | sheep and ] oxen, Yea, and the | beasts — | of the | field ; 8 The fowl of the air, and the | fish • of the | sea, And whatsoever passeth through the | paths — J of the J seas. SOI Lord our | Lord, How excellent is thy | name in | all the J earth 1 thy [ hands; NEW SABBATH IIYMX AXD TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. II. 417 PURCELL. ^±^=c f rEF wm j j j I r 7^ Selection, No. 3. Psalm XIX. 1 The heavens declare the | glory • of | God ; And the firmament | showeth • his | handy | work. 2 Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto | night showeth | knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their | voice — | is not \ heard. 3 Their line is gone out through | all the | earth, And their words to the | end — | of the | world, 4 In them hath he set a tabernacle | for the | sun, Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong | man to | run a | race. 5 His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the | ends — | of it: And there is nothing | hid • from the | heat there- | of. 6 The law of the Lord is perfect, con- I verting • the | soul : The testimony of the Lord is sure, | making | wise the | simple. 7 The statutes of the Lord are right, re- | joiciug the | heart : The commandment of the Lord is | pure, en- | lightening • the | eyes. 8 The fear of the Lord is clean, en- | during • for | ever: The judgments of the Lord are true and | righteous | alto- 1 gether. 9 More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than | much fine | gold : Sweeter also than honey | and the | honey- | comb. 10 Moreover by them is thy | servant | warned : And in keeping of them | there is | great re- | ward. 11 Who can under- | stand his | errors ? Cleanse thou | me from j secret | faults. IS Keep back thy servant also from presumptuous sins ; let them not have do- | min- ion | over me : Then shall I be upright, and I shall be innocent | from the | great trans- | gression. 13 Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable | in thy | sight, Lord, my | Strength, and | my Re- 1 deemer. Selection, No. 4. Psalm XXIII. The Lord | is my I shepherd ; I | shall — | not — | want. He maketh me to lie down in | green — | pastures ; He leadeth me be- | side the | still — | waters. He re- | storeth • my | soul : He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness | for his | name's — | sake. Tea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will | fear no | evil For thou art with me; thy rod and thy | staff they | comfort | me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence | of mine | enemies : Thou anoiutest 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 I Lord for I ever. 27 418 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. III. — :^ s 3SC f ' r r Selection, No. 5. p«alm xxiv. 1 The Earth is the Lord's, and the | fullness . there- 1 of; The world, and | they that | dwell there- | in. 2 For he hath founded it up- | on the | seas, And established | it up- | on the | floods. 3 Who shall ascend into the | hill . of the | Lord? Or who shall stand ] in his I holy place ? 4 He that hath clean hands, and a | pure — | heart ; Who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, | nor — | sworn de- 1 ceitfully. 5 He shall receive the blessing | from the | Lord, And righteousness from the | God of | his sal- J vation. 6 This is the generation of | them that | seek him, That | seek thy j face, O | Jacob. 7 Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; and be ye lift up, ye ever- | lasting | doors ; And the King of | glory | shall come | in. 8 Who is this | King of | glory ? The Lord, strong and mighty, the | Lord — | mighty . in | battle. 9 Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; even lift them up, ye ever- 1 lasting | doors; And the King of | glory J shall come | in. 10 Who is this | King of | glory ? The Lord of hosts, | he . is the | King of | glory. Selection, No. 6. soul. Psalm XXY. 1-14. 1 Unto thee, Lord, do I lift | up my O my | God, I | trust in | thee : 2 Let me | not . be a- | shamed, Let not mine enemies | triumph | over J me. » S Yea, let none that wait on | thee . be a- | shamed ; Let them be ashamed which trans- | gress with- 1 out — J cause. 4 Shew me thy ways, O Lord ; | teach me • thy | paths. Lead me in thy | truth, and | teach — J me : 5 For thou art the God of I my sal- | vation ; On thee do I | wait — [ all the | day. 6 Retnember, O Lord, thy tender mercies and thy [ loving- 1 kindnesses ; For | they . have been | ever . of | old. 7 Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my | trans — | gressions; According to thy mercy remember thou me, for thy | goodness 1 1 sake, O ] Lord. NEW SABBATH HYifN AND TUNE BOOK. 419 CHANT. No. IV. Dr. Woodward. 8 Good and upright | is the | Lord : Therefore will he teach | sinners | in the | way. 9 The meek -will he | guide in | judgment : » And the | meek . will he | teach his \ way. 10 All the paths of the Lord are | mercy .and | truth Unto such as keep his covenant | and his | testi - mo- 1 1 11 For thy name's sake, O Lord, pardon | mine in- | iquity ; For I it — | is — | great. 12 What man is he that | feareth . the | Lord ? Him shall he teach in the | way that | he shall | choose. 13 His soul shall | dwell at | ease : And his | seed • shall in- | herit the | earth. 14 The secret of the Lord is with | them that | fear him ; And he will | shew them | his— | covenant. Selection, No. 7. From Psalm XXVTL 1 The Lord is my light and my salvation ; | whom • shall I | fear? The Lord is the strength of my life ; of | whom . shall I | be a- 1 fraid? 2 Though a host shouid encamp against me, my J heart • shall not | fear ; Though war should rise against me, in | this will j I be | confident. 3 One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I | seek — | after: That 1 may dwell in the house of the Lord all the | days of | my — | life, 4 To behold the beauty | of the | Lord, And to in- j quire in j his — | temple. 5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in | his pa- | vilion : In the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me : he shall set me | up, up- I on a | rock. 6 And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies | round a- | bout me: Therefore will 1 offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing | praises | unto . the | Lord. 7 Hear, Lord, when T j cry • with my | voice : Have mercy also up- | on— | me, and | answer me. 8 When thou saidst, | Seek ye . my | face ; My heart said unto thee, Thy face, j Lord, will ( I— | seek. 9 Hide not thy face | far— | from me ; Put not thy | servant a- | way in | anger : • 30 Thou hast | been my | help: Leave me not, neither forsake me, O | God of | my sal - vation. 420 NE W SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. V. 0" ** — 1 L. — |i d — H-i — rr n mss=^ 1 -AS) ^ — U l_S 1_5 L, j : ii 7^3 fS»- -sSj |] S ksjL i — r H- "- r-^^» z Selection, No. 8. Psalm XXXIII. 1-12. 1 Rejoice in the Lord, | O ye | righteous : For praise is | comely | for the | upright. 2 Praise the f Lord with | harp : Sing unto him with the psaltery and an | instrument | of ten | strings. 3 Sing unto him a I new— | song ; Play skillfully | with a [ loud — | noise. 4 For the word of the | Lord is | right ; And all his | works are | done in | truth. 5 He loveth | vighteousness and | judgment : The earth is full of the | goodness | of the | Lord. 6 By the word of the Lord were the | heavens — | made ; And all the host of them by the | breath of | his— | mouth. 7 He gathered the waters of the sea together | as an | heap : He layeth up the | depth in | store | houses. 8 Let all the earth | fear the | Lord : Let all the inhabitants of the world | stand in | awe of [ him. 9 For he spake, and | it was | done ; He commanded, | and it | stood- fast. 10 The Lord b/ingeth the counsel of the | heathen . to | naught : He maketh the devices of the | people , of | none ef- | feet. 11 The counse: of the Lord | standeth • for- | ever, The thoughts of his heart to | all — | gener- | ations. 12 Blessed is t.ie nation whose | God • is the | Lord ; And the people whom he hath chosen for his | own in- | her - it- 1 ance. Selection, No. 9. From Psalm XXXIV. J I will bless the Lord at | all— | times : His praise shall continually | be in | my< mouth. 2 My soul shall make her | boast . in the | Lord : The humble shall | hear there -of, | and be | glad. 3 Ob, magnify the | Lord with | me, And let us ex- | alt his | name to- | gether. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 421 CHANT. No. VI. Rev. W. H. Havergal. L 3tfcr=: — s- L - s- 7- :=rpz^^n: f=T 4 1 sought the Lord, | and he | heard me, And delivered ine from | all — | my — | fears. 5 The angel of the Lord encampeth round about | them that | fear him, And de- | liver- | eth — | them. 6 Oh, taste and see that the | Lord is | good : Blessed is the | man that | trusteth . in | him. 7 Oh, fear the Lord, | ye his | saints : For there is no want to | them that | fear — | him. 8 The young lions do lack, and | suffer | hunger : But they that seek the Lord shall not | want — | any good | thing. 9 The righteous cry, and the | Lord — | heareth, And delivereth them | out of | all their | troubles. 10 The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a | broken | heart ; And saveth such as | be of . a | contrite | si_)irit. 11 Many are the afflictions ] of the | righteous : But the Lord delivereth him | out of | them — | all. 12 The Lord redeemeth the | soul of . his | servants ; And none of them that trust in I him— I shall be I desolate. Selection, No. 10. Psalm XXXVI. 5-10. 1 Thy mercy, O Lord, is | in the | heavens : And thy faithfulness | reacheth | unto . the | clouds. 2 Thy righteousness is like the great mountains; thyjudgmentsarea | great — | deep: O Lord, thou pre- | servest | man and | beast. 3 How excellent is thy loving- | kindness, . O | God! Therefore the children of "men put their trust uuder the | shadow | of thy | wings. 4 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness | of thy | house ; And thou shalt make them drink of the | river . of | thy — | pleasures. 5 For with thee is the | fountain . of | life : In thy light shall | we — | see — | light. 6 Oh, continue thy loving-kindness unto | them that | know thee ; And thy righteousness to the | upright | in — | heart. 422 NEW SABBATH HYMN AXD TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. VII. Tallis. = ^=^ ^S: li " : Selection, No. 11. Fr o m psalms xlii. & xliii. 1 As the hart panteth after the | water | brooks, So panteth my soul after | thee— | O— | God. 2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the | living | God ! When shall I come and ap- | pear be- | fore — | God ? 3 My tears have been my meat | day and I night, While they continually say unto me, ] where is | thy — | God ? 4 When I re- | member . these j things, I pour I out my | soul — | in me ; 5 For I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the | house of | God, With the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that | kept — | holy- | day. 6 Why art thou cast down, | my | soul ? And why art thou dis- | quiet- | ed in | me ? 7 Hope I thou in | God: For I shall yet praise him for the | help of | his — | countenance. 8 Oh, sen*d out thy light and thy truth : | let them | lead me ; Let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and | to thy | taber-na- | cles. 9 Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my ex- | ceeding | joy : Yea, upon the harp will I praise | thee, O [ God, my | God. 10 Why art thou cast down, | O my | soul hy art thou cast down, | u my | soui r And why art thou dis- | quiet- f ed with- j in me ? 11 Hope I in— | God: For I shall yet praise him,who is the health of my | counte - nance, | and my | God. Selection, No. 12. PSALH XLVI. 1 God is our | refuge . and | strength, A very | present | help in | trouble. 2 Therefore will not we fear, though the I earth . be re- | moved, And though the mountains be carried into the I midst — | of the | sea; 3 Though the waters thereof | roar . and be | troubled, Though the mountains | shake . with the | swelling . there- | of. i There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the | city of | God, The holy place of the tabernacles | of the | Most— | High. % God is in the midst of her ; she shall | not be | moved ; God shall j help her, . and j that right. | early. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. VIII. 423 Farrant. less W£=, Li • i r iJi ^ 6 The heathen raged, the | kingdoms . were I moved : He uttered his | voice, the] earth — | melted. 7 The Lord of | hosts is I with us ; The God of | Jacob | is our | refuge. S Come, behold the | works - of the | Lord, What desolations he hath | made — | in the | earth. 9 He maketh wars to cease unto the | end . of the | earth; He breaketh the bow, and eutteth the spear in sunder ; he burnetii the | chariot in the | fire. 10 Be still, and know that | I am | God : T will be exalted among the heathen, I will be ex- j alted | in the | earth. 11 The Lord of | hosts is | with us ; The God of | Jacob | is our [ refuge. Selection, No. 13. From Psalm XLVIII. 1 Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised in the city | of our | God, In the mountain | of his | holi- | ness. 2 Beautiful for | situ- | ation, The joy of the whole | earth, is [ Mount— | Zion, 3 On the sides of the north, the city of the | great — | King. God is known in her | pala-ces J for a | refuge. 4 We have thought of thy loving — ! kindness, • O | God, In the | midst of | thy — | temple. 5 According to thy name, O God, so is thy praise unto the | ends . of the J earth J Thy right hand is | full of | righteous- f ness. 6 Let Mount Zion rejoice, let the daughters of | Judah . be | glad, Be- | cause of | thy — | judgments. 7 Walk about Zion, and go | round a -bout | her: Tell the | towers — | there — | of. S Mark ye well her bulwarks, con | sider . her | palaces ; That ye may tell it to the gener- | ation | follow- j ing. 9 For this God is our God for | ever . and | ever : He will be our guide j even | uuto j death. 424 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. f S" CHANT. No. IX. T-ir~ Dr. Turner. =t TT Selection, No. 14. From Psalm LI. 1 Have mercy upon mc, O God, according to thy | loving- | kindness : According unto the multitude of thy tender mercies | blot out | my trans- | gres- sions. 2 Wash me thoroughly from | mine in- | iquity, And | cleanse me | from my | sin. 3 For I acknowledge | my trans- | gressions : And my | sin is | ever . be- | fore me. 4 Hide thy face | from my ) sins, And blot out | all — | mine in- | iquities. 5 Create in me a clean | heart, O | God; And renew a right | spirit . with- 1 in — j me. 6 Cast me not away | from thy | presence ; And take not thy | Holy | Spirit | from me. 7 Restore unto me the joy of | thy sal- | vation ; And uphold me | with thy | free — | Spirit. 9 Then will I teach trans- | gressors . thy | ways ; And sinners shall be con- | verted | unto | thee. 8 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of j my sal- 1 vation: And my tongue shall sing aloud | of thy | righteous- | ness. 10 O Lord, open | thou my | lips : And my mouth shall | shew forth | thy — | praise. 11 For thou desirest not sacrifice ; | else . would I | give it • Thou delightest | not in | burnt— | offering. 12 The sacrifices of God are a | broken | spirit : A broken and a contrite heart, O God, ] thou wilt | not de- | spise. CHANT. No. X. new sabbath hymn and tune book. CHANT. No. XI. 425 j -j- -tt — p — _} !_,_ 1 :<^%« s> 3 v -^— i] — 73 f*- & — H— 9 A - f-K^ — s^-H=* — t I 1 1 r ■*■ 1 i j j rf £? p^ ^-t-s— n- 1 -^ fSi fSi • |5^4 — tfc=— £rf II -— P — f^FF^R^H- Selection, No. 15. 1 Be thou exalted, O God, a- | bove the | heavens ; Let thy glory be a- | bove — | all the | earth. 2 My heart is fixed, O God, my | heart is | fixed ; I will I sing and | give — | praise. 8 Awake up, my glory ; awake, | psaltery . and | harp : I my- I self . will a- | wake — f early. 4 I will praise thee, O Lord, a- | mong the | people : I will sing unto | thee a- | mong the | nations. 5 For thy mercy is great | unto . the | heavens, And thy j truth — | unto . the | clouds. 6 Be thou exalted, O God, a- | bove the | heavens ; Let thy glory be a- | bove — | all the | earth. From Psalm LYII. Selection, No. 16. O God, I thou art | my God ; Early | will I | seek— | thee : My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh | longeth . for | thee In a dry and thirsty land, | where no | water | is ; To see thy power | and thy | glory, So as I have seen thee | in the | sanctu- J ary. Because thy loving-kindness is | better . than | life, My I lips shall | praise— | thee. Thus will I bless thee | while I | live ; I will lift up my | hands in | thy — | name. My soul shall be satisfied as with | marrow . and | fatness ; And my mouth shall praise | thee with | joyful | lips; When I remember thee up- | on my | bed, And meditate on thee | in the | night— | watches. Because thou hast | been my | help, Therefore in the shadow of thy | wings will | I re- (joice. Psalm LXIII. 1-?. 426 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XII. 1st EN.m no | 2d ending. Gregorian. Selection, No. 17. Psalm lxt. 1 Praise waiteth for thee, O j God, in | Zion : And unto thee shall the | vow — | be per- | formed. 2 thou that | hearest | prayer, Unto | thee shall | all flesh | come. 3 Iniquities pre- | vail a- | gainst me: As for our transgressions, thou shalt | purge— | them a- | way. 4 Blessed is the man | whom thou | choosest, And causest to approach unto thee, that he may | dwell in | thy — | courts : 5 We shall be satisfied with the goodness | of thy | house, Even | of thy | holy | temple. 6 By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of | our sal- | vation; Who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar I off up- | on the | sea : 7 Which by his strength setteth | fast the | mountains ; Being | gird- | ed with | power : 8 Which stilleth the | noise . of the | seas, The noise of their waves, and the [ tumult | of the | people. 9 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are a- | fraid at . thy | tokens : Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and | evening | to re- | joice. 10 Tnou visitest the earth, and waterest it : thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is | full of | water : Thou preparest them corn, when thou hast | so pro- | vided | for it. 11 Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly : thou settlestthe | furrows . there- I of. Thou makest it soft with showers : thou | blessest . the | springing there- | or. 12 Thou crownest the year | with thy | goodness ; And thy | paths — | drop — | fatness. 13 They drop upon the pastures | of the | wilderness : And the little hills re- | joice on | every | side. 14 The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered | over, with | corn; They shout for | joy, they | also | sing. Selection, No. 18. 1 God be merciful unto | us., and | bless us ; And cause his | face to | shine upon | us. 3 That thy way may be | known up - on | earth, Thy saving | health a- | mong all | nations. Psalm LXVn. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TTJXE BOOK. CHANT. No. XIII. 427 Tallis. Sm ^ r j s on i£=f :- 3 Let the people praise | thee, | God ; Let | all the | people | praise thee. 4 Oh let the nations be glad and | sing for | joy : For thou shalt judge the people righteously, and govern the | nations | upon | earth. 5 Let the people praise I thee, O | God ; Let | all the | people | praise thee. 6 Then shall the earth | yield her | increase : And God, even | our own | God, shall | bless us. 7 God | shall— | bless us ; And all the ends of the | earth shall | fear — | him. Selection, No. 19. - na- j cles, Psalm LXXXIT. 1 How amiable are thy | taber | Lord— | of— | hosts ! 2 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the [ courts . of the | Lord : My heart and my flesh crieth | out . for the | living | God. 3 Tea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may | lay her | young, Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my | King, . and | my — | God. 4 Blessed are they that | dwell in * thy | house : They will be | still — | praising | thee. 5 Blessed is the man whose | strength * is in | thee ; In whose j heart * are the | ways of | them, 6 Who passing through the valley of Baca | make * it a ( well; The rain | also | filleth * the | pools. 7 They go from I strength to | strength, Every one of them in Zion ap- | peareth • be- | fore — | God. 8 Lord God of hosts, | hear mv | prayer: Give | ear, O | God of | Jacob. 9 Behold, O | God our | shield, And look upon the | face of | thine a- | nointed. 10 For a day in thy courts is better | than a | thousand. 1 had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the j tents of | wicked- | ness. 11 For the Lord God is a | sun and | shield : The Lord will give grace and glory : no good thing will he withhold from j them that | walk up- ] rightly. 12 I Lord of | hosts, Blessed is the | man that | trusteth * in ] thee, 428 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. CHANT. No. XIV. PURCELL. ^£ --^r-z^i J J j f2=p Psalm LXXXY. Selection, No. 20. 1 Lord, thou hast "been favorable | unto * thy | land : Thou hast brought back the cap- | tivi- | ty of | Jacob. 2 Thou hast forgiven the iniquity j of thy | people, Thou hast | covered | all their | sin. 3 Thou hast taken away | all thy | wrath : Thou hast turned thyself from the | fierceness J of thine | anger. 4 Turn us, O God of | our sal- | vation, And cause thine | anger * toward | us to | cease. 5 Wilt thou be angry with | us for | ever ? Wilt thou draw out thine anger to | all — | gener J ations ? 6 Wilt thou not re- | vive us * a- | gain : That thy people | may re- | joice in | thee ? 7 Shew us thy | mercy, * O | Lord, And | grant us | thy sal- | vation. 8 I will hear what God the | Lord will | speak : For he will speak peace unto his people, and to his saints : but let them not | turn a- | gain to | folly. 9 Surely his salvation is nigh J them that [ fear him ; That glory may | dwell — J in our | land. 10 Mercy and truth are | met to- | gether ; Righteousness and | peace have [ kissed * each [ other- 11 Truth shall spring | out * of the | earth ; And righteousness shall | look — | down from j heaven. 12 Yea, the Lord shall give | that * which is | good ; And our | land shall | yield her | increase. 13 Righteousness shall | go be- | fore him ; And shall set us in the | way of | his — | steps. CHANT. No. XV. Dr. Blow. t f$$ -1 1- n F=! r - 1 — r \<@d <§> — -4-f- jg — |] i , ,. II SJ—fl -= j J L-s> — l~r . . P ' f* i — y t=t= \^—^\ 1 i NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XVI. 3b 429 JT^= Tv n :iEE2E=S r&L r ?=£:: Selection, No. 21. Psalm LXXXIX. 1-18. 1 I will sing of the mercies of the | Lord for | ever : With my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to | all — | gener- | ations. 2 For 1 have said, Mercy shall be built | up for | ever: Thy faithfulness shalt thou establish | in the | very | heavens. 3 1 have made a covenant | with my | chosen, I have sworn uuto | David | my — | servant, 4 Thy seed will I es- | tablish - for | ever, And build up thy throne to | all — | gener- | ations. 5 And the heavens shall praise thy | wonders, . O | Lord : Thy faithfulness also in the congre- | gation | of the | saints. 6 For who in the heaven can be compared | unto . the | Lord ? Who among the sons of the mighty can be | likened unto . the [ Lord? 7 God is greatly to be feared in the assembly | of the [ saints, And to be had in reverence of all | them that | are a- | bout him. 8 O Lord God of hosts, who is a strong Lord I like . unto | thee ? Or to thy faithfulness | round a- | bout — ( thee ? 9 Thou rulest the raging | of the | sea : When the waves thereof a- | rise, thou | stillest | them. 10 Thou hast broken Rahab in pieces, as | one . that is | slain ; • Thou hast scattered thine enemies | with thy | strong — | arm. 11 The heavens are thine, the earth | also - is | thine : As for the world and the fullness thereof, | thou hast | founded | them. 13 The north and the south thou hast ere- | ated | them : Tabor and Hermon shall re- | joice in | thy — | name. 13 Thou hast a | mighty | arm : Strong is thy hand, and | high is | thy right | hand. 1-4 Justice and judgment are the habitation | of thy | throne : Mercy and truth shall | go be- | fore thy | face. 15 Blessed is the people that know the j joyful | sound : They shall walk, Lord, in the | light of | thy — | countenance. 16 In thy name shall they rejoice | all the | day: And in thy righteousness ) shall they | be ex- | alted. .7 For thou art the glory | of their | strength : And in thy favor our | horn shall | be ex- | alted. For the Lord is | our de- | fense ; And the Holy One of | Israel | is our | king. 430 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK.' CHANT. No. XV1T. P 7^" t=c ^=5^ i^ : P Selection, No. 22. Psalm XC. 1 Lord, thou hast been our | dwelling | place In | all — | gener- | at ions. 2 Before the mouutains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the | earth , and the | world, Even from everlasting to ever- | lasting, | thou art | God. 3 Thou turn est man | to de- | struction ; And sayest, Re- | turn, ye | children . of | men. 4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday J when - it is J past, And as a | watch — | in the | night. 5 Thou earliest them away as with a flood ; they are | as a | sleep : In the morning they are like | grass which | groweth | up ; 6 In the morning it flourisheth, and | groweth | up ; In the evening it is cut | down and | wither- | eth. 7 For we are consumed | by thine | anger, And by thy | wrath — | are we | troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities be- | fore— | thee, Our secret sins in the [ light of | thy — | countenance. 9 For all our days are passed away | in thy | wrath : We spend our years as a | tale — | that is | told. 10 The days of our years are threescore | years and | ten ; And if by reason of | strength . they be | fourscore | years, 11 Yet is their strength | labor . and | sorrow; For it is soon cut off, | and we | fly a- | way. 12 Who knoweth the power | of thine | anger ? Even according to thy | fear, so | is thy [ wrath. 13 So teach us to | number . our | days, That we may apply our | hearts — | unto | wisdom. 14 Return, O | Lord, how | long ? And let it repent thee con- | cerning | thy — | servants. 15 O satisfy us early | with thy | mercy ; That we may rejoice and be | glad — | all our | days. 16 Make us glad according to the days wherein thou | hast af- | flicted uf, And the years where- | in we | have seen | evil. 17 Let thy work appear | unto . thy | servants, And thy | glory | unto . their | children. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XVIII. 431 Farraxt. 18 And let the beauty of the Lord our God I be up- | on us : And establish thou the work of our hands upon us ; yea, the work of our | hands es- | tablish • thou | it. Selection, No. 23. psalm xci. 9-16. 1 Because thou hast made the Lord which | is my | refuge, Even the Most | High, thy | habi- | tation : 2 There shall no | evil • be- ) fall thee, Neither shall any | plague come | nigh thy | dwelling. 3 For he shall give his angels ] charge — | over thee, To keep thee in | all — 1 thy — [ways. 4 They shall bear thee up I in their | hands, Lest thou dash thy | foot a- | gainst a | stone. 5 Thou shalt tread upon the | lion . and | adder: The young lion and the dragon shalt thou | trample | under | feet. 6 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I de- | liver | him : I will set him on high, because | he hath | known my | name. 7 He shall call upon me, and I will | answer | him : I will be with him in trouble ; I will deliver [ him, and | honor | him. 8 With long life will I | satis • fy | him, And | shew him | my sal- [ vation. Selection, No. 24. Psalm XCIIL. 1 The I Lord— | reigneth, He is | clothed . with | majes- | ty; 2 The Lord is clothed with strength, wherewith he hath | girded . him- 1 self: The world also is established, that it | can not | be — | moved. 3 Thy throne is es- | tablished . of | old : Thou | art from | ever- | lasting. 4 The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted | up their | voice ; The | floods lift | up their | waves. 5 The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of | many I waters, Yea, than the mighty | waves — | of the | sea. 6 Thy testimonies are [ very | sure : Holiness becometh thine | house, | Lord, for j ever. 432 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XIX. Selection, No. 25. Psalm XCV. 1 come, let us sing un- | to the | Lord : Let us make a joyful noise to the | Rock of | our sal | vation. 2 Let us come before his presence | with thanks- ] giving, And make a joyful noise j unto | him with | psalms. 8 For the Lord is a | great — | God, And a great | King a- j bove all | gods. 4 In his hand are the deep places | of the | earth ; , The strength of the | hills is | his — | also. 5 The sea is his, j and he | made . it : And his hands | formed | the dry | land. C O come, let us worship and | bow — | down : Let us kneel be- | fore the | Lord our | Maker. 7 For he ] is our | God ; And we are the people of his pasture, and the | sheep of | his — | hand. 8 To-day if ye will hear his voice, harden j not your | heart, As in the provocation, and as in the day of temp- | tation ] in the | wilderness: 9 When your fathers I tempted | me, Proved | me, and | saw my | work. . 10 Forty years long was I grieved with | this . gener - \ ation, And said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they | have not | known my | ways : H Unto whom I sware | in my | wrath That they should not | enter | into . my | rest.- Selection, No. 26. Psalm XCYI. 1 O sing unto the Lord a | new — | song : Sing unto the | Lord, — | all the | earth. 2 Sing unto the Lord, | bless his | name ; Shew forth his sal- | vation . from | day to | day. 3 Declare his glory a- I mong the j heathen, His wonders a- | mong — J all — | people. 4 For the Lord is great, and greatly | to be | praised ; He is to be | feared . a- ] bove all | gods. 5 For all the gods of the | nations . are | idols : But the | Lord— | made the | heavens. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XX. 433 T? I m m ^= F 3fe Z=F=32: 6 Honor and majesty | arc be - fore | him : Strength and beauty are | in his | sanctu- | ary. ? Give unto the Lord, O ye kindreds | of the \ people, Give unto the Lord | glory | and — | strength. 8 Give unto the Lord the glory due | unto • his ] name : Bring an offering, and come | into | his — { courts. 9 O worship the Lord in the | beauty . of | holiness ; Fear be- | fore him, | all the | earth. 10 Say among the heathen that the | Lord — | reigneth ; The world also shall be established, that it 6hall not be moved : he shall | judge the | people | righteously. 11 Let the heavens rejoice, and let the | earth be | glad ; Let the sea roar, and the | fullness | there | of. 12 Let the field be joyful, and all that | is there- | in : Then shall all the trees of the wood re- | joice be- fore the | Lord : 13 For he cometh, for he cometh to | judge the | earth : He shall judge the world with righteousness, and the | people | with his | truth. Selection, No. 27. psalm xcyiii. 1 O sing unto the Lord a new song ; for he hath done | marvel - ous | things : His right hand, and his holy arm, hath | gotten | him the | victory. 2 The Lord hath made known | his sal- | vation : His righteousness hath he openly shewed in the | sight — | of the | heathen. 3 He hath remembered his mercy and his truth toward the | house of | Israel: All the ends of the earth have seen the sal- | vation | of our 1 God. 4 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all the | earth: Make a loud noise, and re- | joice, and | sing — | praise. 5 Sing unto the Lord | with the | harp ; With the harp, and the | voice — | of a \ psalm. 6 With trumpets and | sound of | cornet Make a joyful noise be- | fore the | Lord, the | King. 7 Let the sea roar, and the | fullness • there- | of; The world, and | they that | dwell there- | in. 3 Let the floods | clap their | hands : Let the hills be joyful to- j gether . be- | fore the | Lord ; ) For he cometh to | judge the | earth ; With righteousness shall he judge the world, and the | people j with— [ eouity. 28 434 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXL Dr. Turner, Selection, No. 28. Psalm C. 1 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord | all ye | lands. Serve the Lord with gladness : come before his | presence { with — | singing. 2 Know ye that the Lord | he is [ God : It is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; we are his people, and the J sheep of | his — | pasture. 3 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his | courts with | praise, Be thankful unto him, and | bless — | his — j name. 4 For the Lord is good ; his mercy is I ever- 1 lasting ; And his truth endureth to | all — | gener- | ations. Selection, No. 29. Psalm CIL 16-28. 1 When the Lord shall | build up | Zion, He shall ap- | pear in | his — | glory. 2 He will regard the prayer j of the | destitute, And | not de- j spise^their | prayer. 3 This shall be written for the gener- | ation • to | come : And the people which shall be ere- | ated . shall j praise the [ Lord. 4 For he hath looked down from the height | of his ] sanctuary ; From heaven did the | Lord be- | hold the | earth ; 5 To hear the groaning | of the | prisoner, • To loose those that are ap- | point — | ed to | death; 6 To declare the name of the | Lord in | Zion, And his praise | in Je- | ru ■ sa - | lem ; 7 When the people are | gathered , to- | gether, And the | kingdoms, to [ serve the | Lord. 8 He weakened my | strength . in the | way ; He | shortened | my — | days. 9 I said, O my God, take me not away in the | midst of • my j days. Thy years are throughout | all — | gener- | ations. 10 Of old hast thou laid the foundation | of the | earth : And the heavens are the | work of | thy — | hands. 11 They shall perish, but | thou • shalt en- | dure : Yea, all of them shall wax | old — | like a | garment ; 12 As a vesture | shalt thou 1 change them, And they | shall be | chang | ed ; 13 But thou | art the | same, And thy | years shall | have no | end. 14 The children of thy servants | shall con- I tinue. And their seed shall be es- | tablish- 1 ed be- | fore thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 435 CHANT. No. XXII. Fitzherbert. | 1st Endino. I 2d Ending. >-*-- -5 — r d — '^-pf— li — r- d — jrr g J i 3 - T~~ — r^ — ~ d ~r — r^~ fr 1 1 Selection, No, 30. From psalm ciil 1 Bless tho Lord, j O my | soul : And all that is within me, | bless his | holy | name. 2 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, And for- j get not | all his | benefits : 3 Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities; Who I healeth . all I thy dis- | eases ; 4 Who redeemeth thy life | from de- | struction ; Who crowneth thee with loving | kindness . and | tender [ mercies ; 5 Who satisfieth thy mouth with | good — | things ; So that thy youth is re- I new - ed | like the | eagle's. 6 The Lord executeth | righteousness . and | judg- | ment For I all that | are op-" I pressed; 7 He made known his ways | unto | Moses, His acts unto the | children . of | Isra- J el. 8 The Lord is | merciful . and | gracious, Slow to anger, and | plenteous [in — | mercy. 9 He will not j always | chide: Neither will he | keep his | anger . for | ever. 10 He hath not dealt with us | after . our | sins ; Nor rewarded us ac- | cording . to | our in- | iquities. 11 For as the heaven is high a- | bove the | earth, So great is his mercy toward | them that | fear — | him. 12 As far as the east is | from the | west, So far hath he removed | our trans- [ gressions j from us. 13 Like as a father j pitieth his | children, So the Lord | pitieth | them that | fear him. 14 For he | knoweth . our | frame ; He remembereth that | we — | are — | dust. 15 As for man, his | days . are as | grass : As a flower of the field | so he | flourish- 1 eth. 16 For the wind passeth over it, | and - it is | gone; And the place there- | of shall | know it . no ) more. 17 But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon | them that fear him, And his righteousness | unto | children's | children ; 18 To such as | keep his | covenant, And to those that remember his com- | mandmcnts tc | do — | them. 19 The Lord hath prepared his I throne . in the | heavens ; And his kingdom j ruleth j over | all. 20 Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that ex- | eel in [ strength, That do his commandments, hearkening unto the | voice of | his — | word. 21 Bless ye the Lord, all | ye his | hosts; Ye ministers of | his, that | do his | pleasure. 22 Bless the Lord, all his works, in all places of | his do j minion: Bless the Lord, | — | my .=- | soul. 436 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXIIL Tallis. f ^=1*?=^ p=p ^s SH ^ J J p— f^>- Selection, No. 31. Psalm CXI. 1 Praise | ye the | Lord. I will praise the Lord with my whole heart, in the assemhly of the upright, and | in the | congre- | gation. 2 The works of the | Lord are | great, Sought out of all them that have | pleasure | there J in. S His work is honorable and | glo | rious ; And his righteousness en- I dureth | for — | ever. 4 He hath made his wonderful works to | be re- | membered : The Lord is gracious and | full — | of com- | passion. 5 He hath given meat unto | them that | fear him : He will ever be | mindful | of his | covenant. 6 He hath showed his people the | power of . his | works, That he may give them the | heri - tage | of the | heathen. 7 The works of his hands are | verity . and | judgment ; All his com- | mandments | are — | sure. 8 They stand fast for | ever . and | ever, And are done in | truth and | up f Tightness. 9 He sent redemption unto his people: he hath commanded his | covenant, for | ever: Holy and | rever - end | i3 his | name. 10 The fear of the Lord is the | beginning . of | wisdom : A good understanding have all they that do his commandments : his J praise en- | dureth . for | ever. Selection, No. 32. From Psalm CXV. | sake, ever | he — | pleased. 1 Not unto us, Lord | not . unto | us, But unto thy name give glory, for thy mercy, and | for thy | truth's 2 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is | now their | God ? But our God is in the heavens : he hath done whatso- S O Israel, trust thou | in the | Lord : He is their | help and | their — | shield. 4 O house of Aaron | trust . in the | Lord: He is their ! help and | their — | shield. 5 Te that fear the Lord, | trust . in the | Lord : He is their | help and | their — | shield. 6 The Lord hath been mindful of us : | he will | bless us ; He will bless the house of Israel ; he will | bless the | house of j Aaron 7 He will bless them that | fear the | Lord, Both | small — | and — | great. 8 The Lord shall increase you more and more, | you . and your | children. Ye are blessed of the Lord [ which made I heaven and I earth. 43' NEW SABBATH HYATX AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXIV. Dr. Turner. 9 The heaven*, even the heavens, | are the | Lord's : But the earth hath he given | to the | children . of | men. 10 The dead | praise . not the | Lord, Neither any that go | down — | into | silence. 11 But we will bless the Lord from this time forth and for] ever- | more. Praise | — | the — | Lord. Selection, No. 33. from Psalm cxyl 1 I I love the | Lord, Because he hath heard my | voice . and my \ suppli- J cations. 2 Because he hath inclined his ear | unto | me, Therefore will I call upon him as | long as | I — | live. S The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat | holdup- [ on me : I found | trouble | and — | sorrow. 4 Then called I upon the | name of the | Lord ; Lord, I beseech thee, de- | liver | my — j soul. 5 Gracious is the | Lord, and | righteous ; Yea, our | God is | merci- | ml. 6 The Lord pre- | serveth . the j simple : 1 Avas brought low, and | he — | helped | me. 7 Return unto thy rest, | O my | soul ; For the Lord hath dealt | bounti- | fully [ with thee. % 8 For thou hast delivered my | soul from | death, Mine eyes from tears, and my | feet — J from — | falling. 9 Wn.\.T shall I render | unto the | Lord For all his | bene - fits | toward — J me? 10 I will take the | cup of . sal- | vation, And call upon the | name — | of the | Lord. 11 I will pay my vows | unto . the | Lord Now in the | presence . of | all his | people. 12 Precious in the | sight . of the | Lord Is the | death of | his — | saints. 13 O Lord, truly I am thy servant ; lam thy servant, and the | son of. thine | handmaid: Thou hast | loos - ed | my — | bonds. 14 I will offer to thee the sacrifice of | thanks | giving, And will call upon the | name — | of the | Lord. 15 I will pay my vows | unto . the | Lord Now in the | presence . of | all his | people, 16 In the courts of the Lord's house, in the midst of thee, I O Je- I rusalem, Praise | ye — | the — | Lord. 4oS NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXV. m & ^m= E Selection, No. 34. Psalm CXYIIL 14-29. 1 The Lord is my | strength and | song, And is be- ] come — | my sal- | vaiion. 2 The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles | of the | righteous : The right hand of the | Lord — | doeth | valiantly. 3 The right hand of the | Lord . is ex- | alted : The right hand of the | Lord — | doeth J valiantly. 4 I shall not | die, but | live, And declare the | works of the I Lord. 5 The Lord hath | chastened . me | sore : But he hath not given me | over | unto [ death. 6 Open to me the | gates of | righteousness : I will go into them, and | I will | praise the | Lord : 7 This | gate . of the | Lord, Into | which the | righteous . shall | enter. 8 I will | praise — | thee : For thou hast h^ard me, and art be- | come — | my sal- J vation. 9 The stoxe which the | builders . re- | fused Is become the | head stone | of the | corner. 10 This is the | Lord's — It is I marvel - ous doing ; in our | eyes. 11 This is the day which the | Lord hath | made ; We will rejoice | and be | glad in | it. 12 Save now, I beseech thee, | O — | Lord: O Lord, I beseech thee, | send — | now pros- J perity. 13 Blessed be he that cometh in the I name . of the | Lord : We have blessed you out of the | house — | of the | Lord. 14 God is the Lord, which hath | shewed . us | light : Bind the sacrifice with cords, even unto the | horns — | of the j altar: 15 Thou art my God, and | I will | praise thee: Thou art my God, | I — | will ex- | alt thee. 16 give thanks unto the Lord ; for | he is | good : Tor his | mercy . en- | dureth . for- | ever. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXVL JUL 439 Tallis. S H J_J. P \o£—-£±z2 r* ^i:^ =3= Selection, No. 35 Psalm CXXL I will lift up mine eves | unto the | hills, From | whence — [ cometh . my | help. My help cometh ] from the j Lord, Which j made — | heaven . and | earth. He will not suffer thy | foot . to be | moved ; He that | keepeth . thee | will not J slumber. Behold, he that keepeth | Isra- 1 el Shall neither | slumber | nor — | sleep. The Lord | is thy | keeper : The Lord is thy shade up- 1 on thy J right — | hand. The sun shall not Nor the | moon The Lord shall preserve thee from j all — j evil He | shall pre- | serve thy | soul. smite thee . by | day, - | by — | night. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy | coming J in From this time forth, and f even . for J ever- J more. Selection, No. 36. 1 I was glad when they said ] unto | me, Let us go into the 1 house — | of the J Lord. 2 Our feet shall stand with- | in thy | gates, — J — Je- | rusa- | lem. 3 Jerusalem is builded | as a | city That | is com- 1 pact to- j gether : 4 Whither the tribes go up, the tribes 1 of the 1 Lord, Unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks unto the 5 For there are set | thrones of | judgment, The thrones of the | house — j of — | David. 6 Pray for the peace of Je- | rusa- | lem : They shall | prosper . that | love — | thee. 7 Peace be with- | in thy ] walls, And prosperity with- | in thy 1 pala- 1 ces. 8 For my brethren and com- I panions' | sakes, 1 will now say, | Peace— | be with- | in thee. 9 Because of the house of the I Lord our | God I will | seek — J thy — | good. Psalm CXXIL name— J of the 1 Lord. 440 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXVII. m i Dr. Green. S^SUl 's \&s±z 4 J. fTT^f ■&1Z m Selection, No. 37. of I Zion, PSALM CXXYI. 1 When the Lord turned again the cap- [ tivity We were | like — | them that | dream. 2 Then was our mouth | filled . with | laughter, And our | tongue — | with — | singing : 3 Then said they a- | mong the j heathen, The Lord hath done | great — | things — | for them. 4 The Lord hath done great | things for | us ; Where- | of — | we are | glad. 5 Turn again our captivity, | O — | Lord, As the | streams — | in the | south. 6 They that | sow in | tears Shall | reap — | in — | joy. 7 He that goeth forth and weepeth, hearing [ precious | seed, Shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, | bringing, his | sheaves- with him. 1 Out I of the | depths Have I cried j unto Selection, No. 3a thee, O | Lord. Psalm CXXX. 2 Lord, | hear my | voice : Let thine ears be attentive to the | voice of . my j suppli- J cations. 3 If thou, Lord, shouldst | mark in-| iquities, | Lord — | who shall | stand ? 4 But there is for- | giveness . with | thee, That thou | mayest | be — | feared. 5 I wait for the Lord, my | soul doth | wait, And in his | word do | I — | hope. 6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that | watch . for the | morning : 1 say, more than they that | watch — | for the | morning. 7 Let Israel | hope * in the | Lord : For with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is | plen | teousre- | demption. 8 And he shall redeem | Isra- | el From | all — | his in- | iquities. Selection, No. 39. thy | rest - | of thy 1 Arise, O Lord, | into Thou, and the | ark — | of thy | strength. 2 Let thy priests be clothed with | righteous- And let thy saints | shout — | for — | joy. From Psalm CXXXIL f NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXVIII. 441 Dr. Turner. : !k T~T ^ -k r r r ^ m^EE^^. 3 For thy servant | David's | sake, Turn not away the | face of | thine a- | noiuted. 4 For the Lord hath [ chosen | Zion ; He hath desired it | for his | habi- | tation. 5 This is my | rest for | ever : Here will I dwell ; | for I | have de- \ sired it. 6 I will abundantly bless | her pro- j vision : I will satisfy her | poor — [with— | bread. 7 I will also clothe her priests | with — | sal- ] vation ; And her saints shall | shout a- | loud for | joy. Selection, No. 40. 1 Oh, give thanks unto the Lord ; for | he is | good : For his | mercy • en- | dureth . for | ever. 2 Oh, give thanks unto the | God of | gods : For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 8 Oh, give thanks to the | Lord of | lords : For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 4 To him who alone | doeth , great | wonders: For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 5 To him that by wisdom | made the | heavens : For his | mercy • en- | dureth . for | ever. 6 To him that stretched out the earth a- | bove the | waters: For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for \ ever. 7 To him that | made great | lights : For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 8 The sun to | rule by | day : For his | mercy . en- | 'dureth . for | ever. 9 The moon and stars to I rule by | night : For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 10 Who remembered us in our | low es- | tate : For his | mercy • en- | dureth • for | ever : Psalm CXXXYL. 11 And hath redeemed us For his | mercy • en- from our | enemies : dureth « for I ever. 12 Who giveth food to | all — | flesh : For his | mercy . en- | dureth . for | ever. 13 Oh, give thanks unto the | God of | heaven : For his | mercy , en- | dureth . for | ever. 442 NEW SiABBATH HYiTN AXD TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXIX. Tallis. '#31- __| ! I 1 1 I w — *r.-5 r -.-. a J i a f=5- T3 J & \ s ! 1^3 s2zj B ■' r — ' =#-f#^ES± Selection, No. 41. Psalm cxxxviii. 1 I will praise thee with my | whole — | heart : Before the gods will I sing | praise — | unto | thee. 2 I will worship toward thy holy temple, and praise thy name for thy loving-kindness and | for thy | truth : For thou hast magnified thy word a- | bove all | thy — | name. 3 In thy day when I cried thou | answer - edst | me, And strengthenedst me with | strength — | in my | soul. 4 All the kings of the earth shall _praise | thee, | Lord. When they hear the | words of | thy — | mouth. 5 Yea, they shall sing in the | ways . of the | Lord : For great is the [glory | of the | Lord. 6 Though the Lord be high, yet hath he respect | unto . the J lowly : But the proud he | knoweth . a- | far — | off. 7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou | wilt re- | vive me : Thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and | thy right | hand shall | save me. 8 The Lord will perfect that which con- | cerneth | me , Thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever : forsake not the | works of | thine own [ hands. Selection, No. 42. From Psalm CXXXIX. 1 O Lord, thou hast searched me, and | known — | me. Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my J thought a- | far — | off. 2 Thou compassest my path and my [ lying | down, And art acquainted with | all — [ my — | ways. 3 For there is not a | word . in my | tongue, But lo, O Lord, thou | knowest . it | alto- | gether. 4 Thou hast beset me be- | hind . and be- | fore, And | laid thine | hand up- | on me. 5 Such knowledge is too | wonder - ful | for me ; It is high, I can not at- 1 tain — | unto | it. 6 Whither shall I go from | thy — j Spirit? Or whither shall I | flee from | thy — | presence? 7 If I ascend up into heaven, | thou art | there : If I make my bed in hell, be- | hold,— | thou art | there : 8 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost [ parts . of the | sea ; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy | right hand | shall — | hold me. 9 If I say, Surely the | darkness . shall | cover me ; Even the | night . shall be | light a- | bout me. 10 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee ; but the night shineth | as the | day : The darkness and the light are | both a- | like to | thee. 11 Search me, O God, and | know my | heart : Try me, and | know— | my— | thoughts : NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 443 CHANT. No. XXX. gfe :=^t g J=ipfc=il iHHIi r- 1 12 And see if there be any | wicked . way | in me, And lead me in the | way — | ever- | lasting. • Selection, No. 43. psalm cxlt. 1 I will extol thee, my | God, O | King ; And I will bless thy | name for | ever . and | ever. 2 Every day will I \ bless— | thee; And I will praise thy | name for | ever . and | ever. 3 Great is the Lord, and greatly | to be | praised ; And his | greatness | is un- | searchable. 4 One generation shall praise thy | works . to an- | other, And shall de- | clare thy | mighty | acts. 5 I will speak of the glorious honor | of thy | majesty, And | of thy | wondrous | works. 6 And men shall speak of the might of thy | terrible | acts : And | I . will de- | clare thy | "greatness. 7 They shall abundantly utter the memory of | thy great | goodness, And shall | sing of . thy | righteous- | ness. 8 The Lord is gracious, and | full . of com- | passion ; Slow to anger, | and of | great — | mercy. 9 The Lord is | good to | all : l And his tender mercies are | over | all his | works. 10 All thy works shall praise | thee, O | Lord ; And thy | saints shall | bless — | thee. 11 They shall speak of the glory | of thy | kingdom, And | talk of | thy — | power ; 12 To make known to the sons of men his I mighty | acts, And the glorious | inajes -ty | of his | kingdom. 13 Thy kingdom is an ever- | lasting | kingdom, And thy dominion endureth throughout | all — [ gener- 1 ations, 14 The Lord upholdeth | all that | fall, And raiseth up all | those that | be bowed | down. 15 The eyes of all | wait up - on | thee ; And thou givest them their | meat in | due — | season, 16 Thou | openest . thine | hand. And satisflest the desire of j every | living | thing. 17 The Lord is righteous in | all his | ways, And | holy .'in | all his | works. 18 The Lord is nigh unto all them that | call upon ( him, To all that | call up - on | him in | truth. 19 He will fulfill the desire of | them that | fear him : He will also hear their cry, | and will | save — | them. 30 The Lord preserveth all | them that I love him : But all the | wicked . will | he de- | stroy. 21 My mouth shall speak the | praise . of the | Lord : And let all flesh bless his holy | name for | ever and | ever. 444 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXI. Selection, No. 44. Psalm CXLYL 1 Praise | ye the | Lord. Praise the Lord | O — | my — | soul. 2 While I live will I | praise the | Lord : I will sing praises unto my God | while I | have any | being. 8 Put not your | trust in | princes, Nor in the son of man, in ) whom there | is no | help. 4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth I to his | earth; In that very | day his | thoughts — | perish. 5 Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob | for his | help. Whose hope is | in the | Lord his | God : 6 Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that | therein j is : Which | keepeth | truth for | ever : 7 Which executeth judgment | for the . op- | pressed : Which giveth | food — | to the | hungry. 8 The Lord | looseth . the | prisoners : The Lord openeth the | eyes — | of the | blind : 9 The Lord raiseth them that are | bow-ed | down : The Lord | loveth | the — | righteous : 10 The Lord preserveth the strangers ; he relieveth the | fatherless * and | widow : But the way of the wicked he | turneth | upside | down. 11 The Lord shall reign for ever, even thy God, O Zion, unto | all * gener- | ations. Praise | ye — | the — | Lord. 45. Psalm CXLYII. 12-20. gates ; in thee. Selection, No 1 Praise the Lord, Je-J rusa- | lem; Praise thy | God,— | O— | Zion. 2 For he hath strengthened the | bars of . thy He hath blessed "thy | children | with 8 He maketh peace | in thy | borders, And fllleth thee with the | finest | of the | wheat. 4 He sendeth forth his commandment | upon | earth: His word | runneth | very J swiftly. 5 He giveth | snow like | wool : He scattereth the | hoar-frost | like — | ashes. 6 He casteth forth his | ice like | morsels ; Who can | stand be- | fore his | cold ? 7 He sendeth out his | word, and I melteth them : He causeth his wind to blow, | and the | waters | 8 He showeth his word | unto | Jacob, His statutes and his judgments | unto | Isra- | el. 9 He hath not dealt so with any nation : and as for his judgments, they | have not j known them. Praise | ye — | the — | Lord. flow. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXII. 445 Selection, No. 46. Psalm cxlyiii. 1 Praise ] ye the J Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens : j praise him | in the | heights. 2 Praise ye him, | all his | angels : Praise ye | him, all | his — | hosts. S Praise ye him, | sun and | moon : Praise him, | all ye | stars of | light. 4 Praise him, ye | heavens of | heavens, And ye waters that | be a- | bove the | heavens. 5 Let them praise the name | of the | Lord : For he commanded, | and they | were ere- [ ated, 6 He hath also established them for | ever . and | ever. He hath made a de- | cree which | shall not | pass. 7 Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons, and | all — | deeps : Fire, and hail ; snow, and vapors ; stormy | wind ful- | filling . his | word: 8 Mountains, and all hills ; fruitful trees, and | all — | cedars : Beasts, and all cattle ; creeping | things, and | flying | fowl : 9 Kings of the earth, and | all — | people ; Princes, and all | judges | of the | earth : 10 Both young men, and maidens ; I old . men, and | children: Let them praise the | name — | of the [ Lord : 11 For his name a- | lone is | excellent ; His glory is a- | bove the | earth and | heaven. 12 He also exalteth the | horn of his | people, The | praise of | all his | saints ; 13 Even of the children of Israel, a people | near . unto | him. Praise J ye — | the — J Lord. Selection, No. 47. 1 Praise | ye the | Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary : praise him in the 2 Praise him for his | mighty j acts : Praise him according to his | excel - lent | great | ness. 3 Praise him with the | sound . of the | trumpet : Praise him with the | psalter- | y and | harp. 4 Praise him with the | timbrel . and | dance : Praise him with stringed | in - stru- | ments and | organs. 5 Praise him upon the | loud — | cymbals : Praise him upon the | high — | sounding | cymbals. 6 Let every thing that hath breath | praise the | Lord. Praise | ye — | the — | Lord. Psalm CL. firma - ment J of his | power. 44G NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXIII. Rev. W. H. Havergal, -I- d mmm 7±L H=ff: f f-f ^: ^: •P— ,^- Sdection, No. 48. 1 Blessed be thou, Lord God of | Israel . our | father, For | ev - er | and — | ever. 2 Thine, O Lord, is the greatness, | and the | power, And the glory, and the | victo-iy, | and the | majesty. 3 For all that is | in the | heaven And | in the | earth is | thine ; 4 Thine is the | kingdom, . O | Lord, And thou art exalted as | head a- 1 bove — | all. 5 Both riches and honor | come of | thee, And thou | reignest | over | all : 6 And in thine hand is | power . and | might ; And in thine hand it is to make great, and to give J strength- 7 Now, therefore, our God, we j thank — | thee, And | praise thy | glorious | name. 1 Chron. XXIX. 10-13. ] unto | all. Selection, No. 49. From Isaiah XII. 1 O Lord, | I will | praise thee : ' Though thou wast angry with me, thine anger is turned away, | and thou | com- fortedst | me. 2 Behold, God is | my sal- | vation ; I will | trust and | not . be a - | fraid : 3 For the Lord JEHOVAH is my strength | and my | song : He also is be- | come — | my sal- | vation. 4 Therefore with jov shall ye | draw— | water Out of the | wells — | of sal- | vation. 5 And in that day | shall ye | say, Praise the Lord, | call up- | on his | name, 6 Declare his doings a- | mong the | people, Make mention that his | name — | is ex- | alted. 7 Sing unto the Lord ; for he hath done | excellent | things : This is | known in | all the | earth. 8 Cry out and shout, thou in- | habitant . of | Zion : For great is the Holy One of Israel | in the | midst of J thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXIV. 447 Selection, No. 50. Isaiah LIL T-9. 1 How beautiful up- | on the | mountains Are the feet of him that bringeth good | tidings, . that | publish -eth | peace; 2 That bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth | sal — [ ration; That saith unto | Zion, Thy | God — | reigneth ! 3 Thy watchmen shall lift | up the | voice ; With the voice to- | gether | shall they [ sing : 4 For they shall see | eye to | eye, When the Lord shall | bring a- | gain — ] Zion. 5 Break | forth into [ joy, Sing together, ye waste places | of Je- J rasa- | lem: 6 For the Lord hath | comforted . his | people, He hath re- 1 deem - ed . Je- | rusa- | lem. 7 The Lord hath made bare his holy arm in the eyes of [ all the f nations; And all the ends of the earth shall see the sal- | vation J of our ( God. Selection, No. 51. Fkou Isaiah lhl 1 He is despised and re- | jected . of | men ; A man of sorrows, | and ac- | quainted . with | grief: 2 And we hid as it were our | faces | from him ; He was despised, and J we es- | teemed . him J not. 3 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and | carried . our f sorrows ; Yet we did esteem him stricken, | smitten . of j God, . and af- ( flicted _ 4 But he was wounded for | our trans- | gressions, He was | bruised - for | our in- | iquities ; 5 The chastisement of our peace | was up- | on him, And with | his stripes | we are | healed. 6 All we like sheep have | gone a- | stray ; We have turned every j one to | his own j way •, 7 And the Lord hath I laid on [ him The in- | iqui - ty f of us | all. 8 When thou shalt make his soul an [ offering . for ( sin, He shall see his seed, he | shall pro- | long his | days, 9 And the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper | in his | hand, He shall see of the travail of his soul, and | shall be | satis- [ fied 448 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXV. Selection, No. 52. Luke I. 68-75. 1 Blessed be the Lord | God of | Israel ; For he hath visited and re- | deem - ed | his — | people, 2 And hath raised up an horn of sal- | vation | for us In the | house . of his | servant | David ; S As he spake by the mouth of his | holy | prophets, Which have been | since the | world be- | gan : 4 That we should be saved | from our | enemies, And from the hand of | all that | hate — | us ; 5 To perform the mercypromised to our fathers,and to remember his | holy | covenant The oath which he sware to our | father | Abra- | ham, 6 That he would grant unto us, that we, being delivered out of the | hand of . our j enemies, Might serve | him with- | out — | fear. 7 In holiness and righteousness be- | fore — | him, All the J days of | our — | life. Selection, No. 53. From Revelation IT. &, V. 1 Holt, holy, holy, Lord | God al- | mighty, Which was, and | is, and | is to | coma 2 Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory, and | honor . and | power ; For thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they | are and | were ere- 1 ated. 3 Worthy is the Lamb | that was | slain, To receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and | honor, . and f glory, . and | blessing. 4 Blessing, and honor, and | glory, • and | power, Be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the | Lamb for | ever, and | ever, Selection, No. 54. 1 We praise | thee, | God : We acknowledge | thee to | be the | Lord. 2 All the earth doth | worship | thee, The | Father | ever- | lasting. S To thee all angels | cry a- | loud, The heavens, and | all the | powers there- | in. Te Deum Laud amus.* * This hymn is said to have been written by Ambrose of Milan, at the baptism of Augustine, about AD. S'8. NBW sabbath hymn and tune book. CHANT. No. XXXVI. 449 4 To thee | cherubim, . and I seraphim, Con- | tinu - al- | ly do | cry, 5 Holy, | holy, | holy, Lord | God of | Saba- | oth ; 6 Heaven and | earth are | full Of the | majcs - ty | of thy | glory. 7 The glorious company of the apostles | praise — | thee. The goodly fellowship of the | prophets | praise — | thee. 8 The noble army of martyrs | praise — | thee. The holy church throughout all the world | doth ac- | knowledge | thee, 9 The Father, of an | infi - nite | majesty; Thine adorable, | true and | only | Son ; 10 Also the | Holy | Ghost, The | Com — | fort — | er. 11 Thou art the King of | glory, O | Christ, Thou art the everlasting | Son . of the Fa- | then 12 When thou tookest upon thee to de- | liver ] man, Thou didst humble thyself to be | born — | of a | virgin. 13 When thoti hadst overcome the | sharpness . of | death, Thou didst open the kingdom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers. 14 Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the glory | of the | Father. We believe that thou shalt | come to | be our | Judge. 15 We therefore pray thee, | help thy | servants, Whom thou hast redeemed | with thy | precious | blood. 16 Make them to be numbered | with thy | saints, In | glory | ever- | lasting. 17 O Lord, save thy people, and | bless thine | heritage ; Govern them and | lift them | up for | ever. 18 Day by day we | magni - fy | thee ; And we worship thy name ever, | world with- J out — | end. 19 Voucnsafe, Lord, to keep us this day [ without | sin; O Lord, have mercy upon us, have | mer-cy up- | on — J ufi, 20 O Lord, let thy mercy be up- 1 on — | us, As our | trust — | is in | thee. 2! O Lord, in thee | have I | trusted ; Let inc | never I be con- I founded. 29 450 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXVII. I CHANT, No. XXXVIII. {For 5tfi, Gth, 7th, and 8th verses.) -! £E ^»3 -S ^5- = t&- **" J JL i *r %Ez ^± Selection, No. 55. 1 Glory be to | God on | high, And on earth | peace, good | will towards | men. 2 We praise thee, we bless thee, we | worship | thee, We glorify thee, we give thanks to | thee, for | thy great | glory, 3 Lord God, | heavenly | King, God the | Father | A1-— | mighty. 4 O Lord, the only begotten Son, | Jesus j Christ, O Lord God, Lamb of God, | Son— | of the | Father, 5 That takest away the | sins . of the | world, Have | mer - cy up- | on — | us. 6 Thou that takest away the | sins . of the | world, Have | mer - cy up- | on — | us. 7 Thou that takest away the | sins . of the 1 world, Re- | ceive — | our— | prayer. 8 Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the | Father, Have | mer- cy up- | on — | us. 9 For thou | only art | holy ; Thou | only [ art the | Lord ; 10 Thou only, O Christ, with the | Holy [ Ghost, Art most high in the glory of God the | Father. | A — | men. Gloria in Excelsis.* Selection, No, 56. 1 Glory be to the Father, and | to the [ Son, And | to the j Holy | Ghost ; 2 As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever . shall | be, World I without T end. A- | men. Gloria Patbi. » Ascribed to Telesphorus, Bishop of Rome, A. D. 12&-139. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CHANT. No. XXXIX. 451 Tallis. =T T^ pg t? t=x m =K m Selection, No. 57. Baptismal Hymn. Before the Administration. Psalm 103 : 17, 18. 1 The mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon | them that | fear him, And his righteousness | unto | children's | children. 2 To such as | keep his | covenant ; And to those that remember his com- | mandments to | do — | them. Mark 10 : 14. 3 Suffer little children to come unto me, and for- | bid them | not : For of | such . is the | kingdom . of | heaven. After the Administration. Ez. 36: 25,26. 1 Then will I sprinkle clean | water . up- | on you, And | ye shall | be — | clean : 2 A new heart also | will I | give yon, And a new spirit | will I | put with- | in you, 3 And I will take away the stony heart | out of . your | flesh, And I will | give . you a | heart of | flesh. Is. 44 : 3, 4. 4 I will pour my Spirit up- j on thy | seed, And my | blessing . up- | on thine | offspring: 5 And they shall spring up as a- [ mong the | grass, As | willows . by the | water- | courses. Acts 2: 39. 6 For the promise is unto you, and | to your | children ; And to all that are afar off, even as many as the | Lord our God shall I call. Selection, No, 58. Matt. 6 : 9-13. 1 Our Father who | art in | heaven, Hallowed | be — | thy — | name ; 2 Thy | kingdom | come. Thy will be done on earth | as it | is in | heaven. 3 Give us this' day our | daily | bread ; And forgive us our debt's, as | we for- | give our | debtors ; 4 And lead us not | into temp- | tation, But de- | liv - er | us from | evil ; 5 For thine is the kingdom, and the | power, and the | glory, For | ever. | A- — ] men. The Lord's Prayer. APPENDIX. BRATTLE STEEET. C. M. D. | 1st time. 1 (While thee I seek, pro- tect- ing Power! Be my vain wish-es stilled; • ( And may this con - se - crat - ed hour [Omit ] With i u i r i r r -"v ' ■ u i i bet-ter hopes be filled. 2. Thy love the power of tho't bestowed; To thee my tho'ts would EE^ ±3 Thy mer - cy o'er my life has flowed ; That mer - cy I d=± a - dore I i — r fe Habitual Devotion. 1 "While thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes he filled! 2 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. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 "When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee. NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUXE BOOK. CEPHAS. L. M. Double. 453 tr E - * u u c u • r u c r • r ? r 1. The spa- cious fir - ma-ment on high, With all the blue S=?= r . -«L -eL j - j J * J _J J* J* e - the -real sky, r r pfpppf r . J. ^r? And spangled heavens, a shin - ing frame, Their great till £$ i==1 -^=SZ ^=£=3*, — ! x k te- H r*— Hi *- —1 — H fciz is? — m — 5 — ir fee 2. Th' un-wear-ied &£]k =r p — ■ 3* , -? S *= 1 u U i- sun, from day to r • day, L. C u Does his Cro - a - tor's power dis- -a- 1 play, P r w-JJ n r - 119, ; 77te ^cmcZ that made us is Divine.'' 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though, in solemn silence all Move round this dark, terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine. " The hand that made us is Divine." 454: NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. LOVING-KINDNESS. L. M. 1. A -wake, my soul, to joy - ful lays, And sing the great Ec-deem-er's praise •ase, my soul, to joy - iul He just-ly claims a song from me: r r is lov - ing-kind-ness, oh, how free! r i (—■ asa IS B. | k ^ rt 1 N rfl is i ^ 1// J . -^-frr-r £ :- {T JJ J ~s^= h«-T *=^^- — | 1 A— Lov - ing - kindness, lov - — t — p-» — ? — ing- kindness, • • y His 1 lov ■ in,— , n— 1-r-l-J-Jg J ■■■ h r - ■!— I t- r - 1— l^-t- ] , fs n i i i r "■- i ' ■ 1. Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught each scene the notes of J>, . r i i i , . -J- -sL . J- J- -J- J- iSzfcfc &=%=. HH *= ^E?Z woe NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 455 ^Pg| »/■■■■ i* r - Cease thy complaint, suppress thy 1 — *=F- f— l^-i — t— C t f^^-t— °-i — t| ^^ Be -hold the pre- cious balm is found, To lul ± A A A • A A A A • ± A -P 2 1 rH 5 1 n r fS?- fSl thy pain, to heal thy wound ^ZX=?E 35 511. 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught each scene the notes of woe ; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow : Behold the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. REO. CM. Come unto Jfe, all ye that labor.' 1 '' Come, freely come, by sin oppressed; On Jesus cast thy weighty load ; In him thy refuge find, thy rest, Safe in the mercy of thy God : Thy God 's thy Saviour — glorious word ! Oh, hear, believe, and bless the Lord ! 77 ' : e r r t r Tr ' r f f 4 "r r f^ i i 1. With joy we med-i-tate the grace Of our High Priest a - bove: His heart is I I I I I A , j: j * i u Lu+l J- r l I i fJ Tn- 1 -^— L m made of tender-ness, His heart is made of tender-ness — It melts with pitying love. 424. 2 Touched with a sj T mpathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he hath felt the same. 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out" his cries and tears ; And, in his measure, feels afresh What every member bears. In all points tempted like as ice are.' 4 He '11 never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame ; The braised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. 456 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. FREDERICK. lis. J-,-4 -iS- ----»- t II l | ' f I i -&-&■ -»- - m - , i I I i i i 1 I would not live alway J. J- J ■ u ' i ^ r r i I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o"er the way j p. -l^S- J_ J_ t ; J.J. J. J a J J „J J. ' IggSgll The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes,full enough for its cheer. J. JL I 6. " I icould not live alway." — Job 7 : 16. 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway : no, welcome the tomb ! Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ; 4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul ! BENEVENTO. 7s. Double. J— 1 — f- tj r t r t ' C ' i • • I u > : S- ' ' " ' r 1. While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted thro' the former year, Many souls their race have run, d.s. We a lit - tie lon-ger wait, 1 I I sr=z= J._J_J_ : L c ^J_ £ J_ t i i i j* r~T ! 1 j_ j. J. A grd=, |-=F ! j r i N I t=t 5* -_S_ q=£ &T - ^ r-f-f I ' I I I I ' u I I I I I ■ ■- I Never more to meet us here: Fixed in an e - ter-nal state, They have done with all below; But how little, none may know. r ^_ .J. J. A. A J_l__j_J ! J ! r | -J- -m- -*■ -0- ■*■ . -*■ -g- 1 — r i — r NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 457 1159. " Spared to see another year" 1 While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet vis 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 t All below is but a dream. Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live, With eternity in view; Bless thy word to young and old; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; When our life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. MORNING STAR. 7s. Double. 1. "Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Travelei^o'er yon mountain's \ \ \ A A. A j jl i j j j , , j i i A m r f t- r r height, See that glo - ry-beaming star! 2. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of i j i j j ) , , j j A A j i A \ — U_i 1 u &=x &== =&=£^ :^=£=^=(t i — r m^$mm U" r ' r r r r r i ■ » • « t r r joy or hope fore-tell? Traveler, yes: it brings the day, Promised day of Is-ra }. J J .. i j j i , j j J. J.- j A A ii Hi i-J=w 276. 1 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star ! 2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveler, yes : it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night : Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. "Watchman, ichat of the nigJit?"— Isaiah 21 : 11. 4 Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveler, ages are its own : See ! it bursts o'er all the earth ! 5 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 6 Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo ! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 458 NEW SABBATH HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. CANAAN. CM. ft ztt^: r - ^ 1. Around the throne of God in heaven Thousands of children stand I j I 1 1 1 1 1 A . j ■ r S — « — «— BEES= z& £=£: - - - I t - I i [given, -Children, whose sins are all for- jg=g^^grg^35iz^^|^:g=g=gr£gz£j4 ee^SeI ly, hap-py band Singing glo - ry, glo i A. Glo- — ifcffzzp ry be r r to God on hi< J i J- j 1088. 1 Around the throne of God in heaven Thousands of children stand — Children, whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band. Singing glory, &c. 2 "What brought them to that world above, That heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and joy, and love? How came those children there ? Singing glory, &c. SELVIN. S. M. 1 i " Of such is the kingdom of heaven: 3 Because the Saviour shed his blood To wash away their sin ; Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Behold them white and clean. Singing glory, &c. 4 On earth they sought their Saviour's grace, On earth they loved his name : So now they see his blessed face, And stand before the Lamb. Singing glory, &c. M: w {ES A -i— i- :B=2S: S=S: WW 1. If through unruffled seas Toward heaven we calmly sail, With grateful hearts,0 God,to thee, \ i - ■ffc t=t=p mmm :rS: T=T S=if=sfc :^: :^=S: i =5^q=?= *bsfcs)=tt TT~f~f r n i r T T ' « l i ' i We'll own the fostering gale ;With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, We'll own the fostering gale. t—r-t — r 773. 2 But should the surges rise, And rest delay to come, Blest be the sorrow, kind the storm, Which drives us nearer home. 3 Soon shall our doubts and fears All yield to thy control ; Living by Faith only. Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state, To make thy will our own ; And, when the joys of sense depart, To live by faith alone. INDEX OF FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. {Tlie figures on the left hand designate the numbers of the Hymns, those on the right the pages.) htmv pa arc 5^6 A broken heart, my God, my King. 345 575 A broken heart, () Lord 278 916 A charge to keep I have 272 1220 A few more years shall roll 366 48'? A glory gilds the sacred page 34 8 17 A pilgrim through this lonely world. . . 232 1050 According to thy gracious word 329 622 Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee 323 63 } Affliction is a stormy deep 128 80 Again our earthly cares we leave 358 57 Again the day returns of holy rest 227 60 Again the Lord of life and light 34 646 Ah, happy hours! whene'er upsprings. 165 409 Ah ! how shall fallen man 28.1 563 Ah ! what avails my strife 340 983 Ah ! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart. . 115 562 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed? 174 637 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise 1 290 379 All hail the power of Jesus' name 1 113 31 All people that on earth do dwell 17 263 All praise to thee, eternal Lord 1 114 717 All that I was, my sin, my guilt 170 104 All ye nations, praise the Lord ! 150 212 Almighty Father! gracious Lord ! 371 213 Almighty Father of mankind ! 359 813 Almighty God, in humble prayer 410 1162 Almighty Maker of my frame 337 661 Along my earthly way 334 419 Always with us, always with us 193 885 Am I a soldier of the cross ? 27 1015 Amazing grace ! (how sweet the sound!) 215 150 Amid the splendors of thy state 124 591 Amid thy wrath remember love 250 557 And are we wretches yet alive ! 275 802 And art thou, gracious Master, gone?.. 205 712 And can mine eyes, without a tear. . . . 251 311 And did the Holy and the Just 303 986 And dost thou say, " Ask what 277 1263 And is there, Lord, a rest 222 834 And must I part with all I have 410 1274 And must this body die ? 99 843 And shall I sit alone 287 1283 And will the Judge descend 299 761 And wilt thou now forsake me, Lord.. 129 114 Angels, assist to sing 24 61 Another six days' work is done 283 979 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers 153 547 Arise, my tend' rest thoughts, arise. . . . 404 1075 Arise ! O King of grace, arise ! 125 3S7 Arise, ye people, and adore 201 893 Arise, ye saints, arise ! 106 1033 Around the throne of God in heaven.1 59,453 S18 As by the light of opening day 2"7 1275 As Jesus died and rose again 347 654 As pants the hart for cooling streams. . 95 755 As vhan the weary traveler gains 289 IIYMTT PAOK 503 Ask, and ye shall receive 118 1195 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep! 305 COO Author of good ! to thee we turn 149 331 Awake, and sing the song 1<)6 43 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 49 901 Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes 74 8.30 Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve. 35 431 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays 122,454 132 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring. . 75 890 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears 74 1153 Awake, ye saints! and raise your eyes. 201 53 Awake, ye saints, awake ! 24 35 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of. 78 100 Be thou exalted, O.my God 30 33 Before Jehovah's awful throne 53 729 Before thy cross, my dying Lord 102 731 Before thy throne with tearful eyes 102 110 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 47 178 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly 116 541 Behold a Stranger at the door 164 337 Behold the glories of the Lamb 201 481 Behold, the morning sun 330 854 Behold the throne of grace! 130 1199 Behold the western evening light ! 32T 1002 Behold, what wondrous grace 223 281 Behold, where, in a mortal form 380 1205 Beneath our feet and o'er our head 305 138 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea 280 159 Bless, O my soul ! the living God 75 957 Blessed are the 6ons of God !. 136 791 Blessed be God ! for ever blest 121 264 Blessed night, when first that plain. ... 269 6S8 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love 100 993 Blest are the pure in heart 252 861 Blest are the sons of peace , , . . 252 871 Blest be the dear, uniting love 211 857 Blest be the tie that binds 194 1071 Blest be thou, O God of Israel. . '. 85 843 Blest hour! when mortal man retires. . 224 1243 Blest hour! when righteous souls 381 944 Blest is the man whom thou, O Lord.. 229 875 Blest is the man whose softening heart. 171 700 Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts 143 736 Blest Jesus! while in mortal flesh 149 59 Blest morning! whose young dawning. 44 523 Blow ye the trumpet, blow ... 199 1052 Bread of heaven ! on thee I feed 101 993 Breast the wave, Christian 39S 1230 Brief life is here our portion 357 243 Bright King of glory ! dreadful God ! . . 87 1096 Bright source of everlasting love 239 266 Brightest and best of the sons 79 265 Brightness of the Father's glory 193 548 Broad is the road that leads to death. . 255 513 Brother, hast thou wandered far 2*0 460 INDEX OP FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. BTMX PAGE 532 Burdened with guilt, wouldst thou 352 108D By cool Siloam's shady rill 104 GTT Call the Lord thy sure salvation 219 906 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm. 266 1203 Culm on the bosom of thy God 207 272 Calm, on the listening ear of night 221 550 Can sinners hope for heaven . . 314 416 Cast thy burden on the Lord 202 1213 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish. 310 904 Cheer up, desponding soul ! 265 542 Child of sin and sorrow 243 715 Chosen, not for good in me 373 490 Christ and his cross are all our theme. 1S2 1074 Christ is our Corner-stone 193 833 Christ, of all my hopes the Ground 150 354 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day ! 127 425 Christ, whose glory fills the skies 372 \032 Church of the ever-living God 3S5 930 Clouds and darkness round about thee 392 340 Come, all ye saints of God 144 453 C^me, blessed Spirit! Source of light. . 163 89 Come, dearest Lord ! descend and dwell 292 332 Come, every pious heart 40 454 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove. 135 258 Come, happy souls, approach your God 116 435 Come, heavenly Love ! inspire my song 95 504 Come hither, all ye weary souls 184 451 Come, Holy Ghost— in love. 354 452 Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 272 462 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 187 970 Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come 104 1070 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord 3S1 109 Come, let our voices join to raise 43 llGl Come, let us anew our journey pursue. 397 338 Come, let us join our cheerful songs. . . 112 309 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 117 339 Come, let us sing the song of songs 74 585 Come, let us to the Lord our God 143 1269 Come, Lord! and tarry not 382 129 Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays 30 514 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice 203 36 Come, sound his praise abroad 374 474 Come, thou almighty King 145 643 Come, thou Fount of every blessing. . . . 173 394 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 84 529 Come to the ark, come to the ark 39 527 Come to the land of peace 367 55 i Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast 143 505 Come unto me, all ye who mourn 103 528 Come up hither ; come away 386 96S Come, we who love the Lord 33 531 Come, weary souls, with sin distressed 225 952 Come, ye disconsolate ! where'er 153 518 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched. . 295 I 831 Come, ye that fear the Lord 334 507 Come, ye with sin distressed 118 675 Commit thou all thy griefs 160 701 Compared with Christ, in all beside. .. 206 5^9 Could my heart so hard remain 261 j 249 Crown his head with endless blessing. . 193 J 333 Crowns of glory ever bright 166 ; 1 rv°.0 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy 79 ! 1 134 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust 210 I 1 J37 Day of judgment — day of wonders 294 ' 1206 Dear as thou wert, and justly dear. . . . 133 i 846 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat.,,,,,, 191 i HYMN p AGH 1216 Dear is the spot where Christians sleep 303 1077 Dear Jesus, ever at my side 398 8u6 Dear Lord, amid the throng that pressed 241 799 Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning love 44 663 Dear Refuge of my weary soul 55 1086 Dear Saviour, if these lambs 405 790 Dear Saviour ! we are thine 176 608 Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall 829 303 Dearest of all the names above 313 1170 Death may dissolve my body now 229 310 Deep in our hearts let us record 337 767 Deny thee ? what ! deny the way 224 G04 Depth of mercy ! — can there be 403 1235 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove ! 21 321 Despised is the Man of grief 102 236 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 2S6 800 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame. . 155 87 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord 49 1148 Do I delight in sorrow's dress? 399 698 Do not I love thee, O my Lord 220 760 Do not I trust in thee, O Lord ? 217 1119 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! 362 73 Dread Sovereign ! let my evening song 303 44 Early, my God ! without delay 54 233 Ere earth's foundations yet were laid. . 231 254 Ere the blue heavens were stretched . . . 304 819 Eternal Father, God of love 410 190 Eternal God! eternal King! 197 158 Eternal Power ! almighty God ! 69 719 Eternal Rock ! to thee I flee 93 626 Eternal Source of joys divine 228 465 Eternal Spirit, we confess 276 183 Eternal Wisdom ! thee we praise 117 1290 Eternity— eternity ! 403 808 Ever patient, gentle, meek 136 415 Everlasting arms of love 167 953 Every human tie may perish 406 931 Faint not, Christian ! though the road. 283 757 Faith is the polar star 256 19 Far as thy name is known 50 1019 Far down the ages now 366 1232 Far from my heavenly home 99 21 Far from my thoughts, vain world. . .. 42 913 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee 132 1236 Far from these narrow scenes of night. 296 350 Father, how wide thy glory shines! . . . 81 215 Father, I know that all my life 280 1233 Father, I long, I faint to see - 239 1289 Father !— if I may call thee so 255 1204 Father, my spirit owns 279 933 Father, oh, hear me now ! 245 994 Father of eternal grace 162 471 Father of heaven, whose love profound 313 63 Father of love and power 144 1059 Father of mercies, bow thine ear 169 214 Father of mercies, God of love ! 190 723 Father of mercies, God of love! Oh, hear 147 485 Father of mercies, in thy word 63 873 Father of mercies, send thy grace 211 207 Father, thy paternal care 3^3 315 Father, thy Son hath died 311 926 Father, whate'er of earthlv bliss 191 1182 Father, when thy child is dying 800 940 Father, who in the olive shade 300 899 Fear not, O little flock, the foe 47 900 Fight the good fight I lay hold 139 INDEX OP FIRST LINES OP HYMNS. 461 HYMJT PAGE 882 Firm as the earth thy Gospel stands. . . 45 713 Flow fast, my tears! the cause is great 212 1247 For all thy saints, O God 99 695 For mercies countless as the sands. . . . 232 5 For thee, O God, our constant praise. . 319 995 For ever here my rest shall be 186 1237 For ever with the Lord ! 382 420 Forgetful can a mother be ? 182 10 Forth from the dark and stormy sky. . 147 1146 Fount of everlasting love ! 29 77 Frequent the day of God returns 307 1214 Friend after friend departs 256 103 From all that dwell below the skies. ... 30 601 From deep distress and troubled tho'ts 240 845 From every stormy wind that blows. . . 283 11 12 From foes that would the land devour. 257 1132 From Greenland's icy mountains 395 671 From lowest depths of woe 299 520 From the cross uplifted high 100 1252 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise 385 1092 From yon delusive scene 110 941 Gently, gently lay thy rod 162 759 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us 234 1183 Gently, my Saviour, let me down 377 1033 Gird on thy conquering sword ! 198 1245 Give me the wings of faith to rise 97 154 Give thanks to God ; he reigns above. . 48 168 Give thanks to God most high 40 166 Give to our God immortal praise 64 533 Give to the Lord thine heart 119 123 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame 86 676 Give to the winds thy fears 161 1042 Give us room, that we may dwell 391 29 Glad was my heart to hear 32 1023 Glorious things of thee are spoken 219 377 Glory, glory to our King. 372 341 Glory to God on high ! 144 1076 Glory to the Father give 29 65 Glory to thee, my God, this night 49 878 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent 57 879 Go, labor on; your hands are weak. . . 57 1135 Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord.. 249 290 Go to dark Gethsemane 163 925 Go up, go up, my heart ! 265 842 Go, when the morning shineth 180 251 Go, worship at Immanuel's feet 87 1111 God bless our native land ! 401 556 God calling yet .'—shall I not hear ? 318 79 God in his temple let us meet 376 226 God, in the high and holy place 384 141 God is a Spirit, just and wise 182 151 God is love ; his mercy brightens 193 884 God is my strong salvation 394 198 God is our refuge and defense . 241 196 God is our refuge and our strength. ... 18 200 God is our refuge ever near 403 192 God is the refuge of his saints 90 236 God moves in a mysterious way 80 644 God, my supporter and my hope 228 137 God of almighty power 51 612 God of mercy ! God of love ! 260 961 God of my life ! through all my days. . 43 670 God of my life ! to thee I call 405 728 God of my salvation, hear. 360 308 God's holy law, transgressed 98 1014 Grace ! ' t is a charming sound 375 574 Great Author of my being. 378 HTMIC PAGB 15 Great God! attend, while Zion sings.. 52 142 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 274 45 Great God ! indulge my humble claim. 42 204 Great God ! let all my tuneful powers. 92 1009 Great God of wonders 1 all thy ways... 147 1126 Great God ! the nations of the earth. . . 229 66 Great God ! to thee my evening song. . 114 1156 Great God ! we sing that mighty hand. 31 1284 Great God ! what do I see and hear ?. . 403 1123 Great God ! whose universal sway 70 1025 Great is the Lord our God 23 128 Great is the Lord ! what tongue 65 473 Great One in Three, great Three in One 82 127 Great Ruler of all nature's frame ! 353 1021 Great Shepherd of thine Israel ! 212 667 Great Source of boundless power 343 1221 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah I , 407 866 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews. 248 1011 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ! 85 749 Hail, sovereign Love ! that formed. . . . 304 278 Hail the night ! all hail the morn ! 29 1039 Hail to the Lord's Anointed ! 181 381 Hail to the Prince of life and peace !. . . 87 384 Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 301 173 Hallelujah ! raise, oh, raise 28 1029 Happy the church, thou sacred place ! . 61 858 Happy the heart where graces reign. . . 221 1087 Happy the home, when God is there. . . 39 870 Happy the souls to Jesus joined 211 1264 Hark ! a voice divides the sky ! 151 273 Hark ! hark ! the notes of joy 62 895 Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds ! 156 709 Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord 150 386 Hark I ten thousand harps and voices.. 392 1268 Hark! that shout of rapturous joy 127 274 Hark ! the glad sound I the Saviour. . . 117 270 Hark ! the herald angels sing. 391 392 Hark ! the song of Jubilee 126 297 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy. . . . 294 572 Hark! through the courts of heaven. . . 331 271 Hark ! what celestial sounds Ill 269 Hark! what mean those holy voices... 218 537 Haste, O sinner ! now be wise 150 538 Haste, traveler, haste ! the night comes 188 1105 Hasten, O Lord, that happy time 83 584 Have mercy on me, O my God ! 344 353 He dies! the Friend of sinners dies.... 230 374 He lives! the great Redeemer lives!.. . 230 12S5 He reigns! the Lord, the Saviour reigns 70 388 He who on earth as man was known.. . 364 618 Hear me, O God ! nor hide thy face. . . 342 536 Hear, O sinner 1 mercy hails you 294 964 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken 172 1212 Hear what the voice from heaven.... 317 545 Hearts of stone, relent, relent ! 246 1044 Heavenly Father ! may thy love 409 566 Here, at thy cross, my gracious Lord. . 135 977 Here I can firmly rest 222 553 Here is my heart — I give it thee ! 140 157 High in the heavens, eternal God ! . . . . 48 1249 High in yonder realms of light 282 155 Holy and reverend is the name 307 491 Holy Bible! book divine ! 390 470 Holy Father ! hear my cry 408 456 Holy Ghost, the Infinite ! 351 458 Holy Ghost, thou Source of light ! 67 457 Holy Ghost 1 with light divine 66 462 INDEX OF FIRST LINES OS HYMNS. HTSOf PAGE 7 Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Be thy 66 472 Holy, holy, holy Lord God of hosts ! . . 363 OS Holy, holy, holy Lord ! In the highest. 66 710 Holy Lamb, who thee receive 66 459 Holy Spirit I Lore Divine ! 260 1240 Hope of our hearts ! O Lord appear... 327 890 Hosanna! be our cheerful song 112 202 How are thy servants blest, O Lord ! . . 812 1002 How beauteous are their feet . . 50 283 How beauteous were the marks divine. 146 1192 How blest the righteous when he dies! 80S 804 How blest the sacred tie that binds.. . . 289 1250 How bright these glorious spirits shine 297 821 How can I sink with such a prop 1S6 22 How charming is the place 11 1057 How condescending and how kind 316 27 How did my heart rejoice to hear 26 ISO How firm a foundation, ye saints 270 510 How gentle God's commands! 252 1080 How glorious is our heavenly King. . . . 398 312 How heavy is the night 98 54) How helpless guilty nature lies 275 1023 How honored is the sacred place 35 1047 How large the promise, how divine !.. . 411 610 How long, O Lord, shall I complain... 336 985 How long the time since Christ began.. 3 8 613 How long wilt thou forget me, Lord?.. 251 13 How lovely are thy dwellings fair IS 630 How oft, alas! this wretched heart. . . 342 482 How perfect is thy word 380 14 How pleasant, how divinely fair 52 860 How pleasant 't is to see 46 26 How pleased and blest was 1 46 4SS How precious is the book divine 214 403 How sad our state by nature is 275 806 How shall the sons of men appear 376 4S9 How shall the young secure their hearts i64 1164 How short and hasty is our life 1 306 1196 How still and peaceful is the grave ! . . . 31 7 1C55 How sweet and awful is the place 233 859 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight. 158 441 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds.. 116 82 How sweet to leave the world awhile . 376 525 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound.. 114 1165 How vain is all beneath the skies !. . . . 283 184 How wondrous great, how glorious 80 697 How wondrous was the burning zeal.. 120 814 I ask not now for gold to gild 143 140 I can not always trace the way 322 947 I can not call affliction sweet 129 418 I close my heavy eye 284 987 I did thee wrong, my God 264 804 I feel within a wanr 265 477 I give immortal praise 63 565 I heard the voice of Jesus say 170 945 I heard the voice of love divine 259 3GS I know that my Redeemer lives, And. . 94 369 I know that my Redeemer lives : He. . 73 973 I know thy thrughts are peace 266 746 I lay my sins on Jesus 379 734 I left the God of truth and light 404 152 I'll bless the Lord, I '11 bless the Lord 72 221 I '11 praise my Maker with my breath. . 88 647 I love my God, but with no love of mine 397 650 I love the Lord ; he heard my cries. . . 77 827 I love the Lord ; he lent an ear 233 691 I love the Lord who died for me 325 I HYMN PA6S 484 I love the volume of thy word 8S 635 I love thee, O my God, but not 154 1017 I love thy kingdom, Lord 223 64 I love to steal awhile away 214 1224 I 'm but a stranger here 244 797 I 'm not ashamed to own my Lord 35 1006 I once was a stranger to grace 271 56S I saw One hanging on a tree 174 747 I see the crowd in Pilate's hall 154 Si 5 I send the joys of earth away 60 117 1 sing of God — the world he made 36 1 iS I sing th' almighty power of God 26 631 I stand on Zion's mount 374 1078 I thank the goodness and the grace. . . 159 708 I thirst, but not as once I did 405 314 I thought upon my sins, and I was sad 227 439 I've found the pearl of greatest price.. 95 &51 I waited patient for the Lord 132 551 I was a wandering sheep 194 640 I will love thee, all my treasure 392 640 I would love thee, God and Father 218 1176 I would not live alway ; I ask not.. 323,456 696 I would not wish to dwell on earth 318 959 If God is mine, then present things 2?0 1056 If human kindness meets return 316 1171 If I must die, oh! let me die 316 753 If Jesus be my friend 161 744 If thou impart thyself to me 206 773 If through unruffled seas 223, 458 135 In all my vast concerns with thee 274 673 In heavenly love abiding ISO 972 In holy contemplation 378 51 In sleep's serene oblivion laid 3S9 317 In the cross of Christ I glory 173 938 In the dark and cloudy day 351 665 In vain I trace creation o'er 149 1013 In vain we lavish out our lives 326 305 In vain we seek for peace with God. . . . 280 1122 Indulgent sovereign of the skies 103 429 Infinite excellence is thine 94 587 Is there ambition in my heart ? 175 555 Is this the kind return ? 236 399 Israel's Shepherd 1 guide me, feed me. 234 1178 It is not death to die 314 934 It is the Lord ! enthroned in light 333 932 It is thy hand, my God 236 139 145 189 156 1231 836 610 798 910 353 582 3S9 561 776 371 244 31S 432 966 774 323 Jehovah, God 1 thy gracious power. ... 68 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light. .. . 31 Jehovah reigns; his throne is high. ... 83 Jehovah reigns; let all the earth 70 Jerusalem ! my happy home 97 Jesus, all-atoning Lamb 67 Jesus, and didst thou condescend 123 Jesus, and shall it ever be 56 Jesus, cast a look on me ! 409 Jesus Christ is risen to-day 166 Jesus demands this heart of mine. 168 Jesus exalted far on high 228 Jesus, full of all compassion 363 Jesus, full of truth and love 409 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory 213 Jesus, hail ! thou great I am 100 Jesus, — harmraious name ! 62 Jesus, I love thy charming name 339 Jesus, I my cross have taken 172 Jesus, in sickness and in pain 842 Jesus, iu thy transporting name. 210 INDEX OF FIRST LIXE3 OF IIYAIXS. 403 WTMN PAOK 78L Jesus, in whom but thee, above 319 403 Jesus, Lover of my soul 36S 735 Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone 6 9 1101 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace 1. . 187 765 Jesus, our fainting spirits cry 303 370 Jesus, our Head, once crowned 120 308 Jesus, seek thy wandering sheep 336 11-9 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 304 396 Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep 202 404 Jesus, still load on 35') 50 Jesus, Sun of righteousness 269 835 Jesus, take me for thine own 67 4-16 Jesus, the Christ of God 113 727 Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee 240 6S7 Jesus, the very thought of thee 120 63) Jesus, these eyes have never seen 3CS 3S5 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! 93 685 Jesus, thou Joy of loving hearts ! 1S5 10^5 Jesus, thou Shepherd of the sheep 71 10)') Jesus, thy blood and righteousness ... 319 694 Jesus, thy boundless love to me 140 42 Jesus, where'er thy people meet 292 405 Jesus, while this rough desert soil. ... 184 745 Jesus, who on Calv'ry's mountain 363 841 Jesus, who upon the tree 499 716 Jesus, whom angel hosts adore 93 440 Join all the glorious names 25 277 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come I . . 209 1097 Joyful be the hours to-day 163 193 Just are thy ways, and true thy word. . 168 559 Just us I am, without one plea 352 235 Keep silence, all created things 302 88 Keep us, Lord, oh, keep us ever ! 204 84 Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake. . . 3S3 187 Kingdoms and thrones to G-od belong. . 70 937 Know, my soul, thy full 6alvation 84 1049 Lamb of God, whose bleeding love 361 107 Let all the earth their voices raise S3 177 Let all the just to God with joy 73 40 Let all the lands, with shouts of joy. . . 26 1090 Let children hear the mighty deeds.. . 125 1144 Let every heart rejoice and sing 25S 598 Let every mortal ear attend 384 467 Let glory be to God on high 123 735 Let me be with thee where thou art. . . 134 836 Let me but hear my Saviour say 24S 838 Let me dwell on Golgotha 261 907 Let not your heart be faint 252 1165 Let others boast how strong they be. . . 316 839 Let saints below in concert sing 149 817 Let sinners take their course 236 1125 Let the seventh angel sound on high. . . 82 478 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord 281 5S6 Let thy grace, Lord, make me lowly. . . 235 345 Let us awake our joys 400 228 Let us with a gladsome mind 126 1034 Let Zion and her sons rejoice 72 1061 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 3S1 1201 Life is a span — a Meeting hour 317 501 Life is the time to serve the i^ord 293 256 Lift up to God the voice of praise 200 363 Lift up your heads, eternal gates! 201 364 Lift up your heads, ye gates I and wide 65 426 Light of those whose dreary dwelling. . 219 990 Like the eagle, upward, onward 173 1145 Like Israel's ho.<=r to o.xile driven 204 HYMN S*AGB 352 Like sheep we went aptray 98 8 Lo, God is here ! — let us adore 1-10 1286 Lolhecometh — countless trumpets 200 405 Lo I on a narrow neck of land 2-13 S77 Lo! the storms of life are breaking 259 10J6 Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone 61 1206 Lo! what a glorious sight appears 2'. 7 825 Long as I live, I '11 bless thy name 45 5S0 Long have I sat beneatli the sound 201 049 Long unaffiicted, undismayed 377 < 409 Lord, am I precious in thy sight? 103 1094 Lord, as to thy dear cross wo fiec 109 611 Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie 251 1053 Lord, at thy table I behold 1S1 7 ' > Lord, didst thou die — but not for me ?. 193 S3 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 407 44S Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! 17 5 234 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways ! . . 330 509 Lord, how secure my conscience was. . 329 1000 Lord, I address thy heavenly throne.. 343 10G7 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine 135 402 Lord, I am vile — conceived in sin 341 693 Lord, I approach, the mercy-seat 303 1^53 Lord, I believe a rest remains 267 779 Lord, I believe; thy power I own 339 437 Lord, I have made thy word my choice 223 164 Lord, I will bless thee all my days SS3 43 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear. . 38 9 Lord, in the temples of thy grace 33S 763 Lord, it belongs not to my care 154 789 Lord Jesus, are we one with thee ? 103 1100 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went. . 1S7 1095 Lord, may our sympathizing breasts.. 239 237 Lord, my weak thought 241 639 Lord of earth, thy forming hand 369 443 Lord of mercy and of might 351 1253 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows. . . 276 16 Lord of the worlds above Ill 699 Lord, should my path through suffering 197 134 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me. 240 554 Lord, thou hast won ; at length I yield. 343 67 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray. . 353 1012 Lord, we confess our numerous faults. 328 498 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I 344 1229 Lord, what a wretched land is this 381 658 Lord, what is man ! that child of pride 175 874 Lord, what off 1 ring shall we bring 369 S39 Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove 225 1104 Lord, when thine ancient people cried. S2 136 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire.. . 307 112 Loud hallelujahs to the' Lord 65 907 Love divine, all love excelling 102 1202 Lowly and solemn be S55 323 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 105 291 Many woes had Christ endured 1C3 233 May not the sovereign Lord on high. . . 103 91 May the grace of Christ the Saviour. . . 363 S67 Meek and lowly, pure and holy 363 74 Millions within thy courts have met 20 775 Mine eyes and my desire 93 704 More hard than marble is my heart 216 360 Morning breaks upon the tomb 166 891 Must Jesus bear the cross alone. .... 153 692 My blessed Saviour, is thy love 332 1 120 My country, 't is of thee 401 1228 My days are gliding swiftly by 263 2S0 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord 184 464 INDEX OF FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. S2S My dearest Lord, whose changeless.. . 722 My faith looks up to thee 1273 My faith shall triumph o'er the grave 11(>0 My few revolving years 5(37 My former hopes are fled 6 My God, accept my early vows 62 My God, how endless is thy love ! 172 My God, how wonderful thou art!. . . 814 My God, is any hour so sweet PAGE . 16!) . 355 . 347 . 341 . 2SG . 277 . 241 . 359 . 353 . 191 1001 My God, my Father, hlissful name ! 029 My God, my Father, while I stray 322 705 My God, my God, to thee I cry 12S 824 My God, my King, thy various praise. S3 645 My God, my Life, my Love 33 1 643 My God, my Portion, and my Love. ... 60 625 My God, my prayer attend 287 616 My God — oh ! could I make the claim. 175 811 My God, permit me not to be 293 931 My God, the cov'nant of thy love 333 C84 My God, the spring of all my joys. 93 832 My gracious Lord, I own thy right 1C4 636 My Jesus, as thou wilt 2(34 £03 My Maker, and my King 1C0 777 My only Saviour ! when I feel 4 '4 437 My precious Lord, for thy dear name.. 292 1277 My Saviour, can it ever be 205 564 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim 2:5 609 My Saviour, let me hear thy voice 54 324 My Saviour, my almighty Friend ! 104 950 My sky was once noon-bright 261 636 My soul, be on thy guard 107 983 My soul before thee prostrate lies 292 663 My soul doth long for thee 265 569 My soul, go boldly forth 243 160 My soul, inspired with sacred love 49 535 My soul, it is thy God 330 161 My soul, repeat his praise 330 892 Mv soul, weigh not thy life 374 955 My spirit looks to God alone 213 762 My spirit on thy care 331 768 My suff' rings all to thee are known 134 751 My thoughts surmount these lower. . . . 171 656 My times are in thy hand 298 935 Naked as from the earth we came ?»S0 296 Near the cross our station taking 393 9S9 Nearer, my God, to thee 244 669 No change of time shall ever shock 77 724 No more, my God, I boast no more 213 847 No, never shall my heart despond 143 1177 No, no, it is not dying 1S3 1257 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard. 267 299 Not all the blood of beasts 130 552 Not all the outward forms on earth. . . . 182 1141 Not for the summer hour alone 411 1097 Not only when ascends the song 326 275 Not to condemn the sons of men 91 803 Not to the mount that burned with 204 690 Not with our mortal eyes 130 252 Now be my heart inspired to sing 92 261 Now begin the heavenly theme 28 351 Now for a tune of lofty praise 60 430 Now, in a song of grateful praise 56 516 Now is th 1 accepted time 272 346 Now joyful strains we lift on high 27 1242 Now let our souls on wings sublime. . . 93 93 Now may he, who from the dead 387 94 Now may the God of peace and love. . . oSO J HTMTT PAGE 90 Now may the Lord, our Shepherd, lead 8 ! i 1043 Now, my soul, thy voice upraising..., 400 ' 475 Now, O God, thine own I am 137 917 Now, O my God, thou hast my soul... 217 550 Now shall my solemn vows be paid 365 ! 165 Now to the Lord a noble song 75 ! 325 Now to the Lord, who makes us know. 87 | 1008 Now to the power of God supreme 249 I 257 O all ye lands, rejoice in God! 296 893 Oh, arm me with the mind 334 224 Oh, bless, the Lord, my soul ! His 32 223 Oh, bless the Lord my soul ! Let all. . . 32 849 Oh blessed God ! to thee I raise 3S9 1051 O Bread to pilgrims given 208 526 Oh, cease, my wandering soul 340 307 O Christ, our ever blessed Lord 120 336 O Christ, our King, Creator, Lord!... 115 1022 O Christ, the Leader of that war-worn. 393 46 O Christ, with each returning morn. . . 115 83 Oh, come, loud anthems let us sing 70 707 Oh, could I find, from day to day 339 433 Oh, could I 6peak the matchless'worth 37 1265 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly. 267 948 Oh, deem not they are blest alone 277 544 Oh, do not let the word depart 164 444 O everlasting Light! 160 782 O eyes that are weary, and hearts 270 894 O faint and feeble-hearted 208 627 Oh for a closer walk with God 190 75S Oh for a faith that will not shrink 3S4 577 Oh for a heart to praise my God 338 635 Oh for a principle within 364 153 Oh for a shout of joy 62 373 Oh for a shout of sacred joy 27 1253 Oh for a sweet, inspiring ray 231 247 Oh for a thousand tongues to Bing 173 754 Oh for an overcoming faith 125 576 Oh for that tenderness of heart 250 1211 Oh for the death of those 177 240 Oh gift of gifts ! oh, grace of faith ! 142 1115 O God, beneath thy guiding hand 31 52 O God, my heart is fully bent 19 199 O God, my Refuge, hear my cries 76 634 O God, my Strength, my Hope 298 216 O God of Bethel, by whose hand 359 17 O God of hosts, the mighty Lord ! 03 652 O God, thou art my God alone 1S5 1103 O gracious Lord, whose mercies rise. . . 133 30 Oh hallowed is the land, and blest 53 1065 Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice.. . 165 958 Oh, happy is the man who hears 296 1079 Oh, happy land! oh, happy land !... . 159 974 Oh, happy soul, that lives on high 333 770 Oh, help us, Lord i— each hour of need, 232 97 O holy, holy Lord 41 771 O holy Saviour, Friend unseen 353 486 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 19 583 Oh, if my soul were formed for woe. . . 175 1106 Oh, if thy brow, serene and calm 215 809 O Jesus ! King most wonderful 121 706 O Jesus ! thou the beauty art 121 679 Oh, let him whose sorrow 285 463 O Lord, and shall our fainting souls. . . 135 140 O Lord, how full of sweet content 383 259 O Lord, how infinite thy love ! 44 733 O Lord, how vile am 1 237 651 O Lord, 1 would delight iu thee 2^3 INDEX OF FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. 465 HTMW PAGE 927 O Lord, my best desire fulfill 332 920 O Lord, our carnal mind control 10') 1116 O Lord, our fathers oft have told 45 112S O Lord, our God, arise 51 111 O Lord, our heavenly King 383 2S7 O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great 17!) 822 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart. . . . 225 326 O Lord, thy love 's unbounded ! 357 1147 O Lord, thy work revive 273 294 O Lord, when we the path retrace 302 703 O Love divine, how sweet thou art ! . . . 36 502 O Love divine, what hast thou done!. . 216 792 Oh, moan may seem this house of clay. 109 719 Oh, not mv own, these verdant hills. . . 313 10 »8 Oh, not to' fill the mouth of fame 339 107 On, praise the Lord, for he is good 19 181 Oh, render thanks to God above 86 29 I O sacred Head, now wounded ! 356 1093 O Saviour, whom this holy mora 399 91 2 Oh, see how Jesus trusts himself 207 367 Oh, show me not my S.iviour dying 226 434 Oh, speak of Jesus! other names 140 621 O, sp -ak that gracious word again 343 903 Oh, speed thee, Christian, on thy way. 15S 837 Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above. . . 164 793 O that I could for ever dwell 324 655 Oh that I knew the secret place 343 581 Oh that my load of 6in were gone ! 213 914 Oh that the Lord would guide my ways 265 1133 Oh that the Lord's salvation 395 348 Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross. .. 163 623 Oh, these eyes, how dark and blind!.. 261 720 O thou best gift of heaven ! S54 939 O thou, from whom all goodness flows. 320 624 O thou God who hearest prayer 246 73 O thou that hearest prayer. .". 278 595 O thou that hear'st when sinners cry. . 345 593 O thou that wouldst not have 236 373 O thou, the contrite sinner's Friend. . . 352 170 O thou, to whom all creatures bow. ... 44 402 O thou, to whose all-searching sight. . . 102 334 O thou, who art enrobed with light. ... 54 829 O thou who hast at thy command 134 260 O thou who hast redeemed of old 348 725 O thou who hear'st the prayer of faith. 349 943 O thou whose mercy guides my way. . . 155 1073 O thou whose own vast temple stands. . 45 620 O thou whose tender mercy hears 251 598 Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies 337 23 Oh, 't was a joyful sound to hear 142 1038 Oh, where are kings and empires now. 346 279 Oh, where is he that trod the sea ?. . . . 132 628 Oh, where is now that glowing love. . . . 230 4^6 Oh, where shall rest be found 340 653 Oh, who is like the Mighty One 179 222 Oh, why despond in life's dark vale. . . 370 1046 Oh, wondrous is thy mercy, Lord ! 411 115 Oh, worship the King, all-glorious 58 1127 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 209 896 Oft in sorrow, oft in woe 283 427 On earth was darkness spread 242 1234 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 296 1031 On the mountain's top appearing 209 1117 On thee, O Lord our God, we call 103 632 Once I thought my mountain 6trong. . . 246 972 One sole baptismal sign 199 1169 One sweetly solemn thought 314 433 One there is, above all others 192 30 IIYMV PAGB 1040 Onward speed thy conquering flight... 402 743 Oppressed with noon-day's scorching. . 342 773 Oppressed with sin and woe 237 466 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathwd.. 156 1 Our Father, God, who art in heaven,.. 353 3 Our Father in heaven 323 146 Our God, our help in ages past 290 638 Our hearts, O Lord, with grief are rent 232 786 Our heavenly Father calls 253 2 Our heavenly Father, hear 176 1151 Our helper, God, we bless thy name. .. 43 362 Our Lord is risen from the dead 64 1251 Our sins, alas ! how strong they are!.. 347 600 Out of the deeps of long distress 250 539 Out of the depths of woe 286 92 Peace be to this sacred dwelling 172 511 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive.123,454 1069 People of the living God 337 711 Pity, Lord, the child of clay 247 794 Planted in Christ, the living vine 155 372 Plead thou, oh, plead my cause ! 242 262 Plunged :n a gulf of dark despair 200 1058 Pour out thy Spirit from on high 71 179 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 65 105 Praise, oh, praise the Name divine ! . . . 150 1143 Praise on thee, in Zion's gates 167 103 Praise the Lord, his glories show 166 1142 Praise to God, immortal praise 1'27 106 Praise to God oa high be given ! 372 99 Praise to thee, thou great Creator !. ... 84 39 Praise ye Jehovah' s name 400 1019 Praise ye the Lord ; exalt his name. ... 61 111 Praise ye the Lord ; my heart shall join 43 469 Praises to him who built the hills 21 856 Prayer is the soul' s sincere desire 326 1054 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross. . . 183 903 Prince of Peace, control my will 403 560 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 174 991 Purer yet and purer 285 909 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart 137 255 313 391 422 1091 1271 590 203 9S4 512 289 393 1238 1246 721 1137 55 897 1016 63 7' 14 400 578 787 Raise your triumphant songs 106 Rejected and despised of men 174 Rejoice t the Lord is king 63 Rejoice! ye saints, rejoice and praise. . 56 Remember thy Creator now 1S3 Rest for the toiling hand 315 Return, my roving heart, return 404 Return, my soul, and sweetly rest 324 Return my soul, unto thy rest 212 Return, O wanderer, now return 364 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! 146 Rise, crowned with light; great Salem. 57 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. . 361 Rise, O my soul, pursue the path 346 Rock of ages ! cleft for me 101 Roll on, thou mighty ocean ! 373 Safely through another week 136 Saints for whom the Saviour bled 402 Salvation ! oh, the joyful sound ! 35 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing. . 234 Saviour, happy would I be 101 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 407 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above 360 Saviour, to me thyself reveal 206 466 INDEX OF FIKST LINES OF HYMNS. HYMN- PAGE 1093 Saviour, what gracious -words 335 749 Saviour, when in dust to thee 247 7S3 See a poor sinner, dearest Lord 212 111S See, gracious God, before thy throne.. 233 235 See how he loved! exclaimed the Jews. 114 1045 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 411 1081 See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands.. 398 1027 See what a living stone 50 1207 Servant of God, well done ! 314 343 Shall hymns of grateful love 40 1166 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood. . . 255 915 Shall we go on to sin 272 1034 Shepherd of tender youth 354 397 Shepherd of the ransomed flock 203 1222 Shepherd of thine Israel ! lead us 407 594 Show pity, Lord ! O Lord, forgive 345 242 Since all the varying scenes of time 191 407 Sing of Jesus, siug for ever 301 1035 Sing to the Lord in joyful strains 113 38 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name 72 971 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord 113 543 Sinners, the voice of God regard 320 539 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die? 260 517 Sinners, will you scorn the message 295 1209 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 310 891 Sleep not, soldier of the Cross ! 283 923 So let our lips and lives express 293 76 Softly fades the twilight ray 202 898 Soldiers of Christ ! arise 375 741 Son of God, to thee I cry 247 25 Songs of praise the angels sang 282 382 Sons of Zion, raise your songs ! 166 674 Soon as I heard my Father say 55 1121 Soon may the last glad song arise 305 796 Soon— soon and for ever 263 1138 Sound, sound the truth abroad 400 965 Source and Giver of repose 203 1124 Sovereign of worlds ! display thy power 377 592 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all ! 403 657 Sovereign Ruler of the skies 63 831 Sow in the morn thy seed 367 447 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer 143 862 Spirit of peace, celestial Dove ! 207 464 Spirit of power and might ! behold 346 449 Spirit of truth ! on this thy day 206 113 Stand up, and bless the Lord 107 889 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears. 74 902 Stand up !— stand up for Jesus ! 394 1103 Star of peace, to wanderers weary 263 451 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay ! 344 85 Stealing from the -world away 387 1244 Still one in life and one in death 324 622 Still wilt thou, Lord, be found ? 341 784 Still with thee, O my God 222 1172 Stoop down, my thoughts 306 742 Suff 'ring Son of Man, be near me 362 63 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear 42 992 Supreme in wisdom as in power 3S4 459 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh 184 75 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve 2S9 147 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace 69 1193 Sweet is the scene when Christians die. 308 1 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King. . 20 12 Sweet is the work, O Lord 22 975 Sweet peace of conscience 231 295 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing. . . 234 24 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet! 3S7 617 Sweet was the time when first I felt ... 329 HYMN PAGB 442 Sweeter sounds than music knows 203 1114 Swell the anthem, raise the song 391 570 Take my heart, O Father, take it! 235 1184 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! 235 876 Teach me, my God and King 334 1163 Teach me the measure of my days 129 231 Thank and praise Jehovah's name 126 1278 That awful dav will surely come 291 1283 That day of wrath ! that dreadful day 254 1251 That great day of wrath and terror. ... 362 962 That man is blest who stands in awe. . . 3(J5 1174 That solemn hour will come for me 321 376 Th' atoning work is done 63 417 The billows swell, the winds are high. . 304 1270 The Church has waited long 195 365 Th' eternal gates lift up their heads. . . 124 56 The festal morn, my God, has come. . . 36 116 The God of Abrah'in praise 59 1155 The God of harvest praise 401 95 The God of peace, who from the dead.. 1S2 341 The goodly land I see 59 357 The happy morn is come 110 479 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord. . 91 743 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb 168 1156 The hour of my departure's come 254 1252 The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound 89 124 The Lord descended from above 80 494 The Lord, from his celestial throne 389 218 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord. . . 371 163 The Lord ! how wondrous are his ways ! 43 191 The Lord is great I ye hosts of heaven. 78 125 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice. . . 57 355 The Lord is risen indeed 374 121 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal.. 46 18S The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne. . 41 219 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 309 217 The Lord my Shepherd is 160 20 The Lord of glory is my light 33 130 The Lord our God is full of might 76 131 The Lord our God is Lord of all 76 1267 The Lord shall come ! the earth 146 220 The Lord's my shepherd, I '11 not want. 313 133 The Lord, the God of glory, reigns. . . . 86 210 The mercies of my God and King 94 1157 The moment comes, when strength... . 255 1203 The pangs of death are near 279 1225 The peopb of the Lord 131 162 The pity of the Lord 176 1036 The praise of Zion waits for thee 61 840 The promise of my Father's love 410 176 The promises I Bing 133 283 The Saviour '.—what a noble flame 371 119 The spacious firmament on high 90, 453 506 The Spirit, in our hearts 118 863 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove 134 4S0 The starry firmament on high 92 521 The voice of free grace cries 152 999 The whole creation groans and waits. . . 346 96 Thee we adore, eternal Lord ! 30 1157 Thee Ave adore ! eternal name ! 233 823 Thee will I love, my Strength 205 20& Thee will I love, O God, and own 53 672 Their hearts shall not be moved 110 1198 There is a calm for those who weep 322 294 There is a dear and hallowed spot 143 3<)0 There is a fountain filled with blood. . . 96 301 There is a fountain filled with blood. . . 96 INDEX OP FIRST LINES OF HYMNS 467 HYMtf PACK 1083 There is a glorious 'world of light 399 1259 There is n happy land 245 1 191 There is a land of pure delight .... 116 1082 There is a little lonely fold Si3 963 There is a safe and secret place 133 S52 There is an eye that never sleeps 105 1255 There is an hour of peaceful rest 55 309 There is none other name than thine. . 141 573 There was joy in heaven ! 350 1241 These are the crowns that we shall wear 97 1254 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 276 905 Think gently of the erring one 221 1272 Think, mighty God, on feeble man 89 1226 This is not my place of resting 173 23 This is the day the Lord hath made. . . 34 1215 Thou art gone to the grave 153 413 Thou art my hiding place, O Lord 290 8 26 Thou art my portion, O my God 229 MS Thou art, O Christ, the Way. 273 1152 Thou art, O God, the life and light 205 335 Thou art the everlasting Son 123 445 Thou art the way ; to thee alone 3S 333 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb. ... 54 662 Thou hidden Loveof God, whose height 217 253 Thou hidden Source of calm repose.... 217 1279 Thou Judge of quick and dead 299 607 Thou Lord of all above 293 1173 Thou roust go forth alone, my soul ! . . . 321 409 Thou, O Christ, art all I want 363 666 Thou, O Lord, wilt never leave me 406 411 Thou only Sovereign of my heart 196 615 Thou Prince of Glory, slain for me 240 72 Thou seest my feebleness 340 605 Thou that didst hang upon the tree 115 793 Thou to our woe who down didst come 109 769 Thou very present aid 161 737 Thou who didst stoop below 263 227 Thou who dwell" st enthroned above.. . 23 476 Thou whose almighty word 145 932 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on.. 271 1179 Though I walk the downward shade... 369 1037 Though now the nations sit beneath. . . 61 683 Though waves and storms go o'er 204 230 Through all the changing scenes 178 143 Through endless years thou art the same 76 144 Through every age, eternal God 337 1276 Through sorrow's night, and danger's. 313 70 Through the day thy love has spared us 392 973 Through the love of God our Saviour. 157 71 Thus far the Lord hath led me on 43 1010 Thy Father's house I thine own 3°5 1110 Thy footsteps, Lord, with joy we trace 83 148 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess. 7> 911 Thy home is with the humble, Lord !.. 207 1151 Thy mighty working, mighty God !.. . 37 102 Thy name, almighty Lord 33 928 Thy way, not mine, O Lord 265 186 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea 35J 1004 Thy works, not mine, O Christ ! 139 1167 Time is winging us away 361 756 'T is by the faith of joys to come 248 1150 'T is by thy strength the mountains. . . 125 298 '"Tis finished!"— so the Saviour cried 2.4 292 "T is midnight, and, on Olive's brow. . . 224 239 ' T is not that I did choose thee 203 304 'Tis past— the dark and dreary night. . 333 320 To Calv'ry, Lord, in spirit now 302 515 To-day th« Saviour calls 310 nYM?* VAC.fi 468 To God be glory, peace on earth 81 954 To God I made my sorrows known 320 229 To God, the mighty Lord 199 246 To God, the only wise 33 232 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes 333 245 To him who loved the souls of men 81 11S3 To Jesus, the crown of my hope IS' 3-'7 To our Redeemer's glorious name 34 401 To praise our Shepherd' s care 23 330 To thee, my God, my Saviour 379 395 To thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord. . 143 812 To thee, O God, my prayer ascends 109 | 206 To thy pastures fair and large 202 81 To thy temple I repair 28 267 To us a Child of hope is born 201 614 Trembling, before thine aw-ful throne. . 165 j 3S3 Triumphant, Christ ascends on high. . . P4 1024 Triumphant Zion I lift thy head 56 993 Try us, O God, and search the ground. 1S6 597 Turn not thy face away, O Lord! 323 SS3 Unshakenas the sacred hill £11 37 Unto the Lord, unto the Lord 63 1200 Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb. 292 810 Up to the fields where angels lie. 3S9 195 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes There. 63 225 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes. Th' . . 91 174 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high. . . SS9 194 Upward I lift mine eyes. 138 659 Vainly! through night's weary hours.. 235 1189 Vital spark of heavenly flame ! 412 241 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will ! . . . 103 1130 Wake the song of Jubilee! 167 924 Walk in the light! so shalt thou know. 39 276 Watchman, tell us of the night 391, 457 1064 We bid thee welcome in the name 169 361 We did not see thee lifted high 123 1227 We go with the redeemed to taste. 377 1140 We join to pray, with wishes kind 411 49 We lift our hearts to thee 23 406 We'll sing the power of him who died. 105 1043 We long to move and breathe in thee. . 410 641 We love thee, Lord, because when we. 133 919 We praise and bless thee, gracious Lord 266 319 We sing the praise of him who died. . . 93 243 We sing to thee, thou Son of God 173 1261 We speak of the realms of the blest. . . 1S9 805 We tread the path our Master trod 153 1223 We ' ve no abiding city here 305 631 Weary of wandering from my God. . . . 216 534 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes 163 753 Weary with sin, I lift mine eyes 141 54 Welcome, delightful morn 24 53 Welcome, sweet day of rest 22 930 Welcome to me the darkest night 71 1248 What are these in bright array ? 2S2 9G0 What cheering words are these ? 194 843 What equal honors shall we bring 376 1^5 What finite power, with ceaseless toil.. 336 2S2 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 103 175 "\\ hat secret place, what distant star... 31 820 What shall I render to my God 233 816 What sinners value, I resign 283 951 What though no flowers the fig-tree. . . 221 853 What various hindrances we meet 243 211 When all thy mercies, O my God..,,. 37* 468 INDEX OF FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. HTMX PAGE 410 When along life's thorny road 363 41 When, as returns thi3 solemn day 274 1 1S5 When hen ding o'er the brink of life. . . 321 732 When blest with that transporting view 206 31S0 When blooming youth is 6natched away 317 1153 Whea brighter suns and milder skies. . 15) 730 When darkness long has vailed 197 1107 When downward to the darksome tomb 321 766 When earthly comforts die 237 1181 When from my sight all fades away. . . 147 412 When gathering clouds around I view. £09 1G9 When God revealed his gracious name. 214 1260 When I can read my title clear 215 937 When I can trust my all with God 257 772 When I listen to thy word 2C5 316 When I survey the wondrous cross 293 1072 When in these courts we seek thy face. 376 1113 When Israel, of the Lord beloved 71 969 When languor and disease invade 17L 428 When marshaled on the nightly plain.. 122 1239 When musing sorrow weeps the past.. 239 5S8 When, my Saviour, shall I be 67 693 When on Sinai's top I see 300 423 When our heads arebowed with woe. . S51 197 When, overwhelmed with grief 293 1280 When, rising from the bed of death 291 1131 When shall the voice of singing 181 633 When silent steal across my soul 254 750 When sins and fears prevailing rise. . . 141 47 When streaming from the eastern skies 309 1175 When the spark of life is waning 157 714 When this passing world is done 373 603 When thou my righteous Judge 349 11 09 When through the torn sail 153 546 When thy mortal life is fled 260 8S8 When waves of sorrow round me swell 186 1020 When we our wearied limbs to rest.... 405 8S7 Whence do our mournful thoughts .... 77 855 Where high the heavenly temple stands 319 375 Where is my God? — does be retire. . . . 230 942 Where is my Saviour now 279 733 Where shall I look for holy calm 134 122 Where'er, through all his works 274 726 Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near. 196 673 While foes are strong, and danger near 185 830 While in the hours of blooming youth, 141 497 While life prolongs its precious light. . 213 403 While my Redeemer 's near 252 1107 While o'er the deep thy servants sail.. 231 268 While shepherds watched their flocks. 112 4 While thee I seek, protecting Power.370.452 1063 While to thy table I repair 169 1159 While with ceaseless course the sun. 390,456 664 Whither, oh, whither should I fly 1S5 571 Who can describe the joys that rise. . . 243 923 Who, O Lord, when life is o'er 151 921 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place . . 277 Hvmv v.\or. 1005 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn?.. 249 795 Who, when beneath affliction's rod 155 976 Who — who can part our ransomed 215 642 Whom have we, Lord, in heaven 281 1210 Why do we mourn departing friends. . 312 739 Why droops my soul, with grief. 2 Q 8 629 Why is my heart so far from thee 281 1041 Why, on the bending willows hung 325 3G6 Why search ye in the narrow tomb 124 414 Why should I fear the darkest hour. . . 204 946 Why should I murmur or repine 276 1217 Why should our tpars in sorrow flow.. 365 455 Why should the children of a King. ... 364 1194 Why should we start and fear to die?. 308 1215 Why should we weep for those 3?4 540 Why will ye waste on trifling cares 336 1262 Will that not joyful be 284 956 With all my powers of heart and tongue 75 6ii6 With broken heart and contrite sigh.. . 254 1C63 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend. 82 18 With joy we hail the sacred day 38 424 With joy we meditate the grace 214, 455 865 With love the Saviour's heart 365 1102 With my substance I will honor 213 32 With one consent, let all the earth 17 132 With reverence let the saints appear.. 18 1149 With songs and honors sounding loud.. 112 530 With tearful eyes I look around 313 579 With tears of anguish I lament 250 250 With transport, Lord, our souls 83 1066 Witness, ye men and angels, now 1S3 322 Worlds can not reach the mighty price 1?4 101 Worship, honor, glory, blessing 172 347 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway. . 82 1136 Ye Christian heralds! go proclaim 305 524 Ye dying sons of men 273 702 Ye earthly vanities 1 depart 188 436 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ! . . . . 142 1190 Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell ! .. 32G 126 Ye hosts of heaven, ye mighty ones. . . 19 201 Ye humble souls, approach your God. . 2i0 359 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord. . . 128 1219 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming.. 312 34 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 17 329 Ye saints, your music bring 1C3 349 Ye servants of God 53 1060 Ye servants of the Lord 3S3 120 Ye tribes of Adam, join 25 519 Ye who in these courts are found 100 509 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor.. . 170 421 Yes, for me, for me he careth 1 92 205 Yes, I will bless thee, O my God ! 220 1139 Yes, my native land ! I love thee 406 356 Yes, the Redeemer rose 138 630 Your harps ye trembling Baints 332 SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. Arise, O Lord As the hart panteth, Because thou hast, . Be thou exalted, O, . Blessed be the Lord, Blessed be thou, ... Blessed is the man, . Bless the Lord, O, . Glory be to God, . . Glory be to the, . . . God be merciful, . . . God is our refuge, . Great is the Lord, . . Have mercy upon, .. He is despised and . Holy, holy, holy, . . How amiable are, How beautiful upon, I love the Lord, . . . I was glad when, . . . I will bless the, , . . I will extol thee, . . . I will lift up mine, . . I will praise thee, . . I will sing of the, . . Lord, thou hast, ... Lord, thou hast been, Make a joyful noise, Not unto us, 0, .... PAGE .Psalm C XXXII.... ^,440 . " XLII, XLIII.T422 . " XCI, 9-16 431 " LVII 425 .Luke 1,68-75 448 IChr. XXIX, 10-13... 446 Psalm 1 416 . '• CHI 435 . Gloria in Excelsis 450 Gloria Patri 450 Psalm LXVII 426 " XLVI 422 " XLVIII 423 " LI 424 Isaiah LIII 447 Rev. IV and V 443 Psalm LXXXIV 427 Isaiah LI I, 7-9 447 , Psalm CXVI 437 , " CXXII.. 439 . " XXXIV 420 , " CXLV 443 , " CXXI 439 , " CXXXVIIL... 442 . " LXXXIX, 1-18 429 . " LXXXV 42S . " XC 430 . " C 434 . " CXV 436 O come, let us, .. . . O God, thou art, . . . O Lord, I will, O Lord, our Lord, . O Lord, thou hast, . O sing unto the. . . . O sing unto the Lord, Oh, give thanks, . . . Our Father, who, . . Out of the depths, . . Praise waiteth for, . Praise ye the Lord, . Praise ye the, (from . Praise ye the, (in Praise ye the, (O Praise the Lord, O, . Rejoice in the Lord, . The earth is the, . . . The heavensdeclare, The Lord is my, . . . The Lord is my, . . . The Lord is my, . . . The Lord reigneth . The mercy of the, . . Thy mercy, O Lord, We praise thee, O, . When the Lord shall, When the Lord, . . . Unto thee, O Lord, . FAGH Psalm XCV 432 " LXIII, 1-7.... 425 Isaiah XII 446 Psalm VIII 416 " CXXXIX. 44i " XCVI 432 " XCVIII 433 " C XXXVI 441 The Lord's Prayer... 451 Psalm CXXX 44) 11 LXV 426 " CXI 436 " CXLVIII 445 " CL 445 " CXLVII, 12-20 444 " CXLVI 444 " XXXIII, 1-12.. 420 " XXIV 418 ,k XIX 417 " XXVII 41'.) " XXIII 417 " CXVIII, 14-29. 433 " XCIII 431 Baptismal Hymn 45 L Psalm XXXVI, 5-10. . 421 Te Deura Laudamus . 443 Psalm CII, 16-28 434 " CXXVI 440 " XXV, 1-14 41 S ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. Vie Asterisk (*) is affixed to such tunes as have been compiled or arranged from the, source indicated. Tunes by living American authors are inserted bij special permission. PAGE Abridge. Isaac Smith, 1800. 69 Auville 183 Acton 300 Adxal 189 Aithlone.. German Tune. 348 Albf.o 309 Albon 151 All Saints W. Knapp 277 Alpheus *M.Ebericein. 33, 120, 124 Alvan 294, 407 America English. 401 Amoy Dr. L. Mason. 310 A mstekdam, Nares. 361 Anley 234 Antioch* 200 A s v BEN Dr. L. Mason. 888 Ariel Dr. L. Mason. 37 Arlington Ame. .155, 207 Aston 3S7 Athens Giardini. 132 Atiiol R. Harrison. 293 A v a Dr. Hastinas. 243 Avon 80, 232 Aylesbury.. Dr. M Greene. 341 V,\\n:\..German.5-[,99. 119, 286 Baird *French Tune. 102 Balerma II. Wilson. 297 Bakbt Wm. Tansur. 95 Barrow 333 Bart i. me us.. . Am. Melody. 173 Bartow 97 Bates Dr. L. Mason. 323 Bavaria 406 Bayton 393 Belgrave . . 363 Benevento Webbe. 456 Berne.... 313 Berry 276 B et 1 1 an y Dr. L. Mason. 244 Bkthksda Dr. Green. 273 Billow Dr. L.Mason. 262 Bonar Dr. L. Mason. 160, 194, 315, 366 j Bond 328 Bonn 334 Boylston...Z>>\ L. Mason. 177, 223, 237, 335, 341 B radford Handel. 94 Brattle Street. ...PJeye J. 452 Bremen 32, 222 PAGE Brighton. . . Dr. L. Mason. 374 Brooklyn 148, 327, 332 Brown.. Wm. B. Bradbury. 159 Butler 154, 170 Byrd 123, 190, 238. 370 Calbra 226 Cambridge Randall. 296 Canaan. ..II. E. Mathvics. 458 Canonbury , 356 Canterbury. From Play- ford's Psalms, 1671 . . 290 Cave 263 Cephas Dr. L. Mason. 453 Chimes Dr. L. Mason. 330 China Swan. 312 Christmas.* Old En. Carol. 13, 112, 179 Christmas Handel 19, 35 Clarendon Tucker. 281 Clayton 311 Come let us anew. Webbe. 397 Come ye Disconsolate 158 Corinth. ...Dr. L. Mason. 175 Coronation 0. Ilolden. 113 Cowper Dr. L. Mason. 96 Dallas* 261, 369 Dalston A. Williams 46 Dediiam...IT/>i. Gardiner. 39 Denfield.* Gla'ser. 109, 1S7, 239, 410 Dennis *II. G. Nageli. 253 Dover Unknown. 375 Downs Dr. L. Mason. 149, 229, 233, 303, 329 Duane Street 60 Duke Street..*/". Ilatton. 53, 83 Dundee S. Psalter. 76, 121, 3n7. 411 Dunfermline Scotch Psalter 313 Durer 1 76 Effield 156 E i fi nghah 92 Eland 242 Elden 163 Elim..Z>/\ L. 3Iason..<280, 302 Elizabethtown Great- orex 316 Ell 195, 287 Ellard 259 Ellenthorpe Linley. 24S PAGE Elliot Dr. L.Mason. 352 Eltham Dr. L. Mason. 167 Elton 188 Eneva Dr. L. Mason. 360 Erfurt — Martin Luther. 75 Ernan Dr. L. Mason. 114, 135, 184, 230 Evan 171, 317, 371, 399 Federal Street //. K. Oliver 303, 376, 3S9 Ferry Webbe. 1S6 Field........ 22, 315 Fleet Street 41, 62 Folsom *Mosart. 79 Frederick KingsUy. 456 Ganges *Old Melody. 47 Gerar Dr. L. Mason. 253 Glyn 284 Golden Hill. .Amer. Mel. 51 Goodwin. Geo J. Webb Ml, 357 Goshen Old German. 271 Grafton — Dr. L.Mason. 251 Gratitude Boat 134 Gretn a SC Grove 20.64, 90 Greenville. .Rousseau.So, 3G2 Haddam. . . . Dr. L. Mason. 40 Halle .Dr. Hastings.. 246, 378 Hamburg Arr. Dr. L. Mason 213, 293, 336 Hampden. . .Dr. L. Mason. 295 Hardy 55 Harwkll.ZV. L. Mason. 84, 392 H WERim.L. .Dr. L. Mason. 93 1 1 v. n e r . . . George Ki n gale y. 221 11 ebron Dr. L. Mason. 42, 1G9. 225. 241 FIf.ndon Dr. Malan. 28 Hermon.Z>/\ Z Mason. 321, 353 ! [olkein Wm. Mason. 68 Morton... Von Wartenser. 162 Howard.. . . Mrs. Cuthbert. 34 Hoxton 300 Hull 31, 70 Inverness.. Dr. L. Mason. 340 losoo John Huss. 103, 197 Iowa American Tune. 383 Italian Hymn Giar- dini 144. 354 Ives E. Ires 2-2 Javni-. 192, 3C3 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 471 PAGE Kane 50, 3S2 Kelvin 193 Kent 242 K ITTO 301 Knight 269 La ban../)/-. L. Ma.son,2S, 107 Lander 203 Lanes bo no' *Fn. Time. 54 Laneton 396 Lansing 20, 72 Lenox Edson. 25, 199 Leon Dr. L. Mason. 143 Lbwin 350 Lisbon D. Read. 367 LisciiKR. . . .*Dr. L. Mason. 198 Litchfield.. Dr. L. Mason. 333 Lobaine. 101 ! Louvan. ....V C. Taylor. 304 Loving-kindness 454 Lynch 245 Lyons Joseph Haydn. 5S Lyte 147, 292 Maitland Amer. Tune. 142, 15S, 210 Malvern.. .D r. L. Mason. 43, 254, 404 Mamre 2S4 Maxoah , . ."Grecctoreoo Coll. 206 Marden.. 893 Marx 393 MarlOW... .*#»?. 125,320, 326 Martyn S. B. Marsh. 390 ~M kvitxyls ., .Scotch Psalter. 343 Mead 301 Mea-b Unknown. 347, 365 Medfield . .. Wm. Mather. 267 Melody.. American Tune. 117 Mendon. *Ger. Melody. 56, 61 Meribah. .Dr. L. Mason. 349 Migdol. .Dr. L. Mason. 4S, 16S Minton 2S9 Missionary Chant. C. Zeu- ner.. 805 Missionary Hymn../)?'. L. Mason 20S, 37S, 395 Monmouth. Martin Luther. Original form 403 Morning... *Spanish. 3S6, 391 Morning Star Dr. L. Mason 457 Mornington. Mornington. 119,236, 273 Moulton...Z>/\ L.Mason. 256 Mount Vernon Dr. L. Mason 310 Murray Dr. L. Mason. 24 Naomi Dr. L. Mason. 129, 191, 250, 306 Nashville . . . Old Ch. Mel. 8S Naul 268 Nettleton . 172 N ewcourt H. Bond. 89 New York Tune..* Scotch Time 73, 201, 211 Nile 257 NlLLEN 265 PAGE j Nilo 164 Noble 259 Noel 59 Norman 145, 400 Norwich. Dr.L.Mtson. 260, 40S NviiKM\iViiG..Ahle, 1673.29, 151 Oak Dr. L. Mason. 245 Olden 224 Old Hundredth Wm. Franc, Genevan Ps., 1513 17, 30, S2 Olean 204, 217 Olivet Dr. L Mason. 355 Olmutz.*/Vo?« Gregorian Chant. 23, 273, 2S7, 299, 3S3 Olney Dr. L Mason. 118 Onland 202 Oi:d 78 Orion 253 ORTONVILLE../7a&^'«0 , ,S. 105, 183 Otley , 402 Otto 214 Ovio Dr. L. Mason. 21S Palestine Mazzinghi. 454 Palmer 44 Park Street Venua. 52, 74 Paul 396 Pekin .... Wm. Mason. 252 PeteeboroV. Webb 1S3, 3S1 PETEKSBUEGII./l > !/S.N?Ym.l40, 205 Phuvah Melchior Yulpius 81. 859 Pilesgeove...jV. Mitchell. 319 Pleyel J. Pleyel. 409 Portuguese Hymn Romish Melody 270 Preston 108, 174, 266 Rayford 104 Rayner 106 Reo Dr. L. Mason. 455 Retreat,. Dr. T. Hastings, 2S3 Rockingham Dr. L. Mason 21, 65, 71 Rockvale 402 Rosed ale. . G. F. Root. 325, 377 Rosefield From Dr. C. Malan...\ T. Hastings 100 Tully , ISO Tweed ^English. 272 Tyng , 394 Ulm Dr. L. Mason. 837 I'nwix 322 Urmund Dr. L.Mason. 156 Uxbridge. ../)/'. L. Mason. 86, 91, 249 Vital Spark 412 Wales , 157 Ward. *Scotch. 165, 231,344, 405 Ware 212 Warwick .S.Stanley. 339 Watchman Leach. 107 Wayne 116, 220 Wells . . . J. Holdroyd. 93 Welt , 350 Welton .* German. 196 W t hite 2S3 Whyte 122 WiMBORNE.(rreafo>-ea5 Coll. S7 Winchester Dr. Croft. 324 W t indham D. Read. 240, 255, 345 Windsor... Scotch Ps. 275, 291 W'lNFIKLD 66, 150 Wilmot Carl Von Weber 127, 166 Wiltz 264 Wisner 353 Woodland.. N. D. Gonld. 364 Woodstock Geo. Dut- ton 215, S42 Worthing Schultz. 219 Yoakley Yoakley. 123, 216 Zebulon Dr. L. Mason... 6S, 110, 139, 279 Zephyr Wm. B. Brad- bury 141, 1S5 Zeta 351 Zion Dr. T. Hastings. 2o9 METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES L. M. PAGE Albec, (6 lines) 3i>9 All Saints 277 Anvern 3>3 Burd 102 Beene 318 Bkrey 276 Cep ii as, (8 lines) 453 DuaneSt 60 Dirn Street 53, 83 Effingham 92 El.LENTHORPE 248 E RFURT 75 Ernam 114,135, 184,230 Federal Street.. .308, 376, 389 Gratitude 134 Grove, (8 lines) 20, 64, 90 Hamburg 213, 293. 336 Hebron 42, 169, 225. 241 Hull 31, 70 Iosco 103, 197 Louvan 304 Loving Kindness 454 Lyte, (8 lines) 147, 292 Malvern 43, 254, 404 Mbndon 56, 61 Migdol 43, 168 Mixton 239 Missionary Chant 305 Nilo 164 Olden 224 Old Hundredth 17, 30, S2 Olban, (0 lines) 204, 217 Palestine, (6 lines) 454 Park Street 52. 74 Petersburg, (6 lines) 140, 2 >5 PlLESGEOVE 319 Retreat 288 Buckingham 21, 65. 71 Bosedale 325, 377 bothwbll 57 Seasons 115 Stonf.fi eld 146 Talus' Evening Hymn.. . 49 The Old Hundredth. 17, 30. 82 Ulm 337 Uxbridge 86,91,249 Ward 165, 231, 344, 405 Ware 212 Wells 93 W ELTON 196 Wmvte, (3 lines) 122 WlMBiiBNE 87 w i ng ii est kb 324 Windham 240,255,345 YoAKi.EY,(61ines) 123,216 Zephyr 141, 185 . C. M. PAGE Abridge 69 Alpheus 33, 120, 124 j Antioch 2()0 ! Arlington 155, 207 Athens, (8 lines) 132 j Avon 80, 232 | Balerma 297 Barby 95 I Barrow 338 Bartow 97 (Bayton 398 j Bond, (8 lines) 328 'Bradford 94 J Brattle Street, (S lines). 452 Brooklyn, (8 lines). 148, 327, 332 (Brown 159 , Butler, (8 lines) 154, 170 I Byrd, (S lines). 128, 190, 238, 370 j Cambridge 296 , Canaan 458 | Canterbury 290 Chimes 380 China 312 | Christmas, (Handel's) 19, 35 Christmas, (old, S lines) IS, 112, 179 Clarendon 2S1 Corinth 175 Coronation 113 Cowper 96 Dedham 39 Denfield 109, 187, 239, 410 Downs. . . . 149, 229, 233. 803, 329 Dundee 76, 121, 307, 411 Dunfermline 313 Elim 2S0, 302 Elizabetiitown 316 Evan 171,317,371,399 Ferry 1S6 Grafton 251 i Hardy 55 , Heber 221 Hermon 321, 353 I Holbein 68 Lanesboro' 54 Lansing, (S lines) 26. 72 Leon 143 Litchfield 333 Maitland 142, 15S, 21o Manoaii 2>i6 Marrow 125, 320, 326 Martyrs 343 Mear 347,365 Medfield 267 Melody 117 Naomi 129, 191,250,306 PAGE New York Tune. . . 73, 201, 211 Ortonville 105, 133 Otto 214 Palmer 44 Pkteruoro' 183, 3sl Piiuvaii 81. 359 Preston 108, 174, 266 Rayford, (8 lines) 104 Beo 455 SlLOAM 182 Stephens 27 St. Ann's 17S St. Martin's 45, 274, 334 Swan wick 228 Tallis 77, 385 Tappan 346 Warwick 339 Wayne. (S lines) 116, 220 Windsor 275, 291 Woodland 364 Woodstock 215, 342 S. M. Athol Aylesbury Badea 51,99, 119. Bonar, (S lines).160, 194, 315, Bonn Boylston.ITT, 223, 237, 335, Bremen, (8 lines) 32, Brighton Dennis Dover DUREB Ell 195, Field 22, Gerab j Golden Hill....... I Haverhill Inverness Iowa Kane, (8 lines) 50, Laban 23, Lisbon Mornington 119, 236, Olmutz....23, 273,287,299, Olney Pekin Kayner, (S lines) bELVIN SlIAAVMUT Sherman SlIIRLAND 130, Silver Street State Street St. Michael 161, 298 341 286 366 334 341 222 374 253 375 176 287 315 253 51 98 340 383 332 107 367 273 383 118 252 106 177 458 195 314 330 375 367 335 METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 473 PAGE St. Thomas 33, 131 TlIATCHEH 331 TllfiON 131 Tweed 272 "Watchman Iu7 P.M. Vital Spark 412 H. M. Betuesda 278 Fleet Street 41, 02 HaDDAM 40 Lenox 25, 11)9 Lischrr 19S Murray 24 Stow 133 SwAlNB.. Ill Zebulon 03, 110, 139, 279 L. P. M. Nashville 88 Newcourt S9 C. P. M. AlTHLONE 348 Ariki 37 Ganges 47 Gretna 36 Meriraii 349 C- H. M. Rundell 256 Dalston. P. M. 46 S. H. M. Moulton 256 5s & 8s. Lewin 350 5s, 7s, 8 & 6. Welt 350 5s & 6s, or lis. Bates 323 6s. NlLLEN 265 Wiltz, (S lines) 264 6s & 4s. America 401 Amoy 310 Ava 243 B I STl I ANY 244 Eland 242 Italian Hymn 144, 354 Kent 242 Lynch 245 , Norman 145, 400 Oak 245 j Olivet 355 1 6s & 5s. Glyn... Rvlf... . Severn. '2s4 248 286 6s & 7s. Mamre 2S4 6s, 8s & 4s. Clayton 311 Noel 59 page 6s & 10s. Naul 26S 7s. Albon 151 Aston 3S7 Brlgrave,(S lines) 30S Benbvbnto, (8 lines) 456 Dallas 261, 369 Elden, (6 lines) 163 Eltiiam, (8 lines) 167 Halle, (6 lines) 246, 373 Hkndon 28 Horton 162 Ives, (S lines) 2S2 Knight, (3 lines Double).. 269 Loraine, (6 lines) 101 Martyn, (8 lines) 390 Morning, (3 lines) 3S6, 391 Morning Star, (8 lines). . 457 Norwich 260, 4(>S Nurkmburg 29, 151 Onland 202 Pleyel 409 RoSEFIELD, (6 lines) 67,137,247,372 Sabbath, (6 linos) 136 St. Nicolai, (8 lines) 126 Seymour 203 Ioplady, (6 lines) 100 White, (S lines) 2S3 Winfield 66, 150 Wilmot 127, 166 7s&3. Cave 268 7s & 5s. Otley 402 Rockvale 402 Zeta 351 7s &6s. Abvtlle 188 Amsterdam 361 Canonbury 356 Eneva 360 Goodwin 181, 357 Missionary Hymn. 203, 378, 395 Temple 379 Tully ISO Tyng 394 8s. Adnal 189 8s & 4. Effield 156 Elton 1S8 Unwin 322 Urmund 156 Wales 157 8s & 5s. Kitto 301 8s & 6s. Acton 300 Ellard 259 Elliot 352 Nile 257 Noble 259 Orion 25S Wisher 353 PAGE 8s, 6s & 4s. IIoxton 300 8s, 6s, 5 & 4. Mead 301 8s & 6, or Ss & 4. Wisner 353 8s & 7s. Ant.ey, (S lines) 234 Bartimeus 173 Greenville, (S lines)... .35, 362 Harwell, (S lines) S4, 392 Jaynes, (S lines) 192, 363 Kelvin 193 Marx, (6 lines) 393 Monmouth 403 M oust Vernon 310 Xf.ttleton, (8 lines) 172 Ovio 21S Shining Shore 262 Sicily 235 Worthing 219 8s, 7s & 4. Alvan 294,407 Billow, (Peculiar) 262 Bavaria 406 Mamden 295 Zion 209 9s & 6s. Calbra 226 10s. Savannah 227 10s & 4. Makden 393 10s, 5, 6 & 12s. Come let us anew 397 10s & 6s. Laneton 896 10s & lis, or 5s & 6s. Lyons 58 10s, 11 & 12. Paul 396 lis. Goshen 271 Portuguese Hymn 270 Frederick 456 lis & 8s. Ord 78 Sivan 78 lis & 10s. Come ye Disconsolate. . . 153 Folsom 79 lis & 12s. Lander 263 12s. Scotland f , ,,.,... 152 INDEX FOR THE IMMEDIATE FINDING OF ANY HYMN BY ITS NUMBER. This Index does away with the necessity for the Minister's stating the page of the Hymn and Tune Book. Htm? . Pack. 1 358 2 176 3 323 4 370 5 319 6 277 7 66 8 146 9 388 10 147 11 20 12 22 13 18 14 52 15 52 16 111 17 68 18 38 19 50 20 38 21 42 22 22 23 34 24 387 25 282 26 46 27 26 28 142 29 32 30 53 31 17 32 17 33 53 34 17 35 78 36 374 37 53 38 72 39 400 40 26 Hymn. Pagb. 41 274 42 292 43 38 44 54 45 42 46 115 47 309 48 49 49 22 50 269 51 389 52 19 53 22 54 24 55 136 56 36 57 227 58 24 59 44 60 34 61 288 62 241 63 144 64 214 65 49 66 114 67 358 68 42 69 234 70 392 71 42 72 340 73 303 74 20 75 289 76 202 77 307 78 278 79 376 80 358 81 Pagb. 28 82 376 83 70 84 388 85 387 86 407 87 49 88 294 89 292 90 82 91 363 92 172 93 387 94 380 95 182 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 110 111 112 115 116 117 118 119 120 30 41 66 84 30 172 33 30 104 150 105 150 106 372 107 88 108 166 109 48 113 107 114 24 58 59 36 26 90 25 Hymn. Page. 121 46 122 274 123 86 124 80 125 57 126 19 127 358 128 65 129 30 130 76 131 76 132 18 133 86 134 240 135 274 136 307 137 51 138 280 139 68 140 388 141 182 142 274 143 76 144 337 145 31 146 290 147 69 148 73 149 322 150 124 151 193 152 72 153 62 154 48 155 307 156 70 157 48 158 69 159 75 160 49 Hymn. Page. 161 330 162 176 163 43 164 388 165 75 166 64 167 19 168 40 169 214 170 44 171 383 172 359 173 28 174 389 175 31 176 138 177 73 178 116 179 65 180 270 181 86 182 75 183 117 184 80 185 336 186 359 187 • 70 188 41 189 83 190 197 191 78 192 90 193 168 194 138 195 68 196 18 197 298 198 241 199 76 200 403 Hymn. Pagb. Htm*. Pagi. 201 210 241 103 202 312 242 191 203 130 243 178 204 92 244 100 205 220 245 81 206 202 246 33 207 386 247 178 208 324 248 87 209 52 249 193 210 94 250 83 211 370 251 87 212 371 252 92 213 359 253 217 214 190 254 304 215 280 255 106 216 359 256 200 217 160 257 296 218 371 258 116 219 309 259 44 220 313 260 348 221 88 261 28 222 370 262 200 223 32 263 114 224 32 264 269 225 91 265 193 226 384 266 79 227 28 267 200 228 126 268 112 229 199 269 218 230 178 270 391 231 126 271 111 232 338 272 221 233 231 273 62 234 336 274 117 235 302 275 91 236 80 276 391 237 241 277 200 238 103 278 29 239 208 279 132 240 142 280 184 INDEX TO HYMNS AND PAGES. Hymn. Va.ce Hymn. PaCE. nvMv. Pagb. Hymx. Pace. Hymn. Pace. Hymn. Pace. Hymk. Pace. 281 380 334 54 387 201 440 25 493 275 546 260 599 286 282 108 335 123 388 364 441 116 494 380 547 404 600 250 283 146 336 115 389 228 442 203 495 348 548 255 601 240 284 302 337 201 390 112 443 351 496 340 549 275 602 306 285 114 338 112 391 63 444 160 497 213 550 314 603 349 286 286 339 74 392 126 445 38 498 344 551 194 604 408 287 179 340 144 393 57 446 118 499 286 552 182 605 115 288 371 341 144 394 84 447 148 500 320 553 140 606 254 289 146 342 376 395 142 448 176 501 293 554 348 607 298 290 163 343 40 396 202 449 206 502 216 555 236 608 329 291 163 344 59 397 203 450 260 503 118 556 318 609 54 292 224 345 400 398 386 451 354 504 184 557 275 610 128 293 356 346 27 399 234 452 272 505 108 558 148 611 251 294 148 347 82 400 407 453 168 506 118 559 352 612 260 295 234 348 168 401 23 454 135 507 118 560 174 613 251 296 393 349 58 402 102 455 364 508 384 561 363 614 165 297 294 350 81 403 252 456 351 509 170 562 174 615 240 298 224 351 60 404 350 457 66 510 252 563 340 616 175 299 130 352 98 405 184 458 67 511 123 564 225 617 329 300 96 353 166 406 105 459 184 512 364 565 170 618 342 301 96 354 127 407 301 460 108 513 260 566 135 619 336 302 141 355 374 408 368 461 344 514 203 567 286 620 251 303 313 356 138 409 368 462 187 515 310 568 174 621 343 304 332 357 110 410 368 463 135 516 272 569 243 622 341 305 280 358 230 411 196 464 346 517 295 570 235 623 261 306 376 359 128 412 309 465 276 518 295 571 248 624 246 307 120 360 166 413 290 466 156 519 100 572 331 625 287 308 98 361 123 414 204 467 123 520 100 573 350 626 228 309 117 362 64 415 167 468 81 521 152 574 378 627 190 310 337 363 201 416 202 469 21 522 323 575 278 628 230 311 303 364 65 417 304 470 408 523 199 576 250 629 281 312 98 365 124 418 284 471 318 524 278 577 338 630 342 313 174 366 124 419 193 472 368 525 114 578 360 631 216 314 227 367 226 420 182 473 82 526 340 579 250 632 246 315 311 368 94 421 192 474 145 527 367 580 291 633 254 316 293 369 73 422 56 475 137 528 386 581 213 634 298 317 173 370 120 423 351 476 145 529 39 582 168 635 364 318 62 371 218 424 214 477 63 530 318 583 175 636 107 319 93 372 242 425 372 478 281 531 225 584 344 637 290 320 302 373 352 426 219 479 91 532 352 585 143 638 232 321 102 374 230 427 242 480 92 533 119 586 235 639 369 322 124 375 230 428 122 481 330 534 162 587 175 640 392 323 210 376 63 429 94 482 330 535 330 588 67 641 132 324 104 377 372 430 56 483 34 536 294 589 261 642 281 325 87 378 27 431 122 484 88 537 150 590 404 643 69 326 357 379 113 432 339 485 68 538 188 591 250 644 228 327 34 380 166 433 37 486 19 539 260 592 408 645 331 328 105 381 87 434 140 487 228 540 336 593 236 646 165 329 198 382 166 435 95 488 214 541 164 594 345 647 397 330 379 383 94 436 142 489 364 542 243 595 345 648 173 331 106 384 301 437 292 490 182 543 320 596 345 649 218 332 40 385 92 438 192 491 390 544 164 597 328 650 77 333 54 386 392 439 95 492 344. 545 246 598 337 651 238 ind::x to hymns and pages. Htks. Pace. Htmjj. Pagi. Hymn. Page. II ym*. Pagi. Htmh. Page. Hyms. Page. Eymm. Pace. 652 185 705 128 758 384 811 293 864 289 917 217 970 104 653 179 706 121 759 234 812 109 865 365 918 273 971 113 654 95 707 339 760 217 813 410 866 248 919 266 972 378 655 343 708 405 761 129 814 143 867 363 920 109 973 157 656 298 709 150 762 331 815 60 868 204 921 277 974 333 657 66 710 66 763 154 816 288 869 149 922 151 975 231 658 175 711 247 764 101 817 236 870 211 923 293 976 215 659 235 712 251 765 303 818 207 871 211 924 39 977 222 6G0 149 713 212 766 237 819 410 872 199 925 265 978 266 6G1 334 714 373 767 224 820 238 873 211 926 191 979 158 662 217 715 373 768 134 821 186 874 369 927 332 980 392 663 265 716 93 769 161 822 225 875 171 928 265 981 283 664 185 717 170 770 232 823 205 876 334 929 322 982 271 665 149 718 318 771 353 824 86 877 259 930 71 983 115 666 406 719 93 772 295 825 45 878 57 931 333 984 212 667 343 720 354 773 223 826 229 879 57 932 236 985 328 668 55 721 101 774 342 827 238 880 35 933 245 986 277 669 77 722 355 775 98 828 169 881 367 934 333 987 264 670 405 723 147 776 409 829 134 882 45 935 3S0 988 292 671 299 724 213 777 404 830 141 883 211 936 264 989 244 672 110 725 349 778 237 831 334 884 394 937 257 990 173 673 180 726 196 779 339 832 164 885 27 938 351 991 285 674 55 727 240 780 197 833 150 886 248 939 320 992 384 675 160 728 360 781 319 834 410 887 77 940 300 993 396 676 161 729 102 782 270 835 67 888 186 941 162 994 162 677 219 730 196 783 212 836 67 889 74 942 279 995 186 678 185 731 102 784 222 837 164 890 74 943 155 996 186 679 285 732 206 785 134 838 261 891 283 944 229 997 192 680 382 733 237 786 253 839 225 892 374 945 259 998 252 681 374 734 404 787 206 840 410 893 106 946 276 999 346 682 128 735 60 788 324 841 409 894 208 947 129 1000 346 683 204 736 149 789 108 842 180 895 156 948 277 1001 191 684 96 737 268 790 176 843 224 896 283 949 377 1002 223 685 154 738 134 791 121 844 353 897 402 950 264 1003 319 686 185 739 288 792 109 845 289 898 375 951 221 1004 139 687 120 740 247 793 109 846 191 899 47 952 153 1005 249 688 100 741 247 794 155 847 143 900 139 953 406 1006 271 6S9 338 742 362 795 155 848 287 901 74 954 320 1007 162 690 130 743 168 796 263 849 389 902 394 955 213 1008 249 691 325 744 206 797 35 850 365 903 158 956 75 1009 147 692 332 745 362 798 56 851 132 904 265 957 136 1010 325 693 390 746 379 799 44 852 105 905 221 958 296 1011 85 694 140 747 154 800 155 853 248 906 266 959 220 1012 328 695 232 748 342 801 158 854 130 907 252 960 194 1013 326 696 338 749 304 802 205 855 319 908 408 961 43 1014 375 697 120 750 141 803 334 856 326 909 137 962 305 1015 215 698 220 751 171 804 265 857 194 910 409 963 133 1016 35 699 197 752 141 805 158 858 221 911 207 964 172 1017 223 700 143 753 161 806 241 859 158 912 207 965 203 1018 61 701 206 754 125 807 232 860 46 913 132 966 172 1019 366 702 186 755 289 808 136 861 252 914 266 967 84 1020 405 703 36 756 248 809 121 862 207 915 272 968 33 1021 212 704 216 757 256 810 389 863 T34 916 272 969 171 1022 393 INDEX TO HYMNS AND PAGES. 1024 1025 1026 1027 1028 1029 1030 1031 1032 1033 1034 1035 1036 1037 1038 1039 1040 1041 1042 1043 1044 1045 1046 1047 1048 1049 1050 1051 1052 1053 1054 1055 1056 1057 1058 1059 1060 1061 PxflE. IItm*. 211) 10G2 1063 1064 1065 50 1066 35 1067 61 1068 Page, i Hymx. 50 1101 82 1102 79 209 198 72 113 61 61 346 181 402 325 391 410 409 411 411 411 406 361 329 208 101 183 183 233 316 316 71 169 383 381 1069 1070 3S5 '1071 1072 1073 1074 1075 1076 1077 1078 1079 1080 1081 1082 1083 1084 1085 1086 1087 1088 1089 1090 1091 1092 1093 1094 1095 1096 1097 1098 1099 1100 169 165 183 1103 1104 1105 135 11106 169 387 381 85 376 45 198 125 29 398 159 159 398 398 398 399 354! 71 I 405 1 1107 1108 1109 1110 1111 1112 1113 1114 1115 1116 1117 1118 1119 1120 1121 1122 1123 1124 1125 39 11126 159 104 125 183 110 335 190 239 239 326 339 399 187 1127 1128 1129 1130 1131 1132 1133 1134 1135 1136 1137 1138 Page. 187 218 133 82 83 215 231 263 152 83 401 257 71 391 31 45 103 233 362 401 305 Htm*. 1139 1140 1141 1142 1143 1144 1145 1146 1147 1148 1149 1150 1151 1152 1153 1154 1155 1156 1157 1158 1159 103 1160 7011161 377 I 1162 82 1163 229 11164 209 51 304 167 181 395 395 1165 1166 1167 1168 1169 1170 1171 210 1172 249 11173 305 | 1174 378 1175 400 1176 Page. 406 411 411 127 167 258 204 29 273 399 112 125 43 205 159 37 401 31 233 201 390 341 397 337 129 306 310 255 361 288 314 229 316 306 321 321 157 323 IItmn. 1177 1178 1179 1180 1181 1182 1183 1184 1185 1186 1187 1188 1189 1190 1191 1192 1193 1194 1195 1196 1197 1198 1199 1200 1201 1202 1203 1204 1205 1206 1207 1208 1209 1210 1211 1212 1213 1214 Page. | 188 314 369 317 147 300 377 235 321 254 255 189 412 326 116 308 308 308 305 317 321 322 327 292 317 355 279 279 306 133 314 267 310 312 177 317 ITyms. 1215 1216 1217 1218 1219 1220 1221 1222 1223 1224 1225 1226 1227 1228 1229 1230 1231 1232 1233 1234 1235 1236 1237 1238 1239 1240 1241 1242 1243 1244 1245 1246 1247 1248 1249 1250 310 1251 256 1252 Page. 324 308 365 153 312 366 407 407 305 244 131 173 377 262 381 357 97 99 239 296 21 296 382 361 239 327 9; 93 381 324 97 346 99 282 282 297 34^ 385 Hyjot. 1253 1254 1255 1256 1257 1258 1259 1260 1261 1262 1263 1264 1265 1266 1267 1268 1269 1270 1271 1272 1273 1274 1275 1276 1277 1278 1279 1280 1281 1282 1283 1284 1285 1286 1287 1288 1289 1290