FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY S^>^ Precious Hymns. PHILADELPHIA : BETHANY SABBATH SCHOOL Preface. For a long time we have felt in our Sabbath School and Prayer Meetings the need of a Book of Song — something different from any of the numerous publications designed for such use. A book, first of all, without notes. The notes are valueless to nine-tenths of our scholars, and tend to confuse those who do not read music. A book that shall contain a larger number and proportion of the "good old- fashioned" hymns and songs which are made doubly dear by sacred associations. A book containing the choicest selections of more recent Sunday-school songs, such as we have found by experience are best liked by the children, and best calculated to do them good. In this little book we have attempted to meet this want. How successful we have been , can be determined only after it has been for some time in the hands of our children, and in use in our Prayer Meetings. May the blessing of God attending it be proportionate to the sincerity of our desire in undertaking the task, rather than the skill with which we have executed it. Printed for our own use, and cannot be sold. The Lord's Prayer. Our Father, ivhich art in heaven, hallowed he thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will he done in earth as it is in heaven; give us this day our daily bread ; and forgive us our dehts, as we forgive our debtors; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver^ us from evil ; for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen, The Creed. I BELIEVE IN God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth : and in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord, who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Vir- gin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead and buried, — he descended into hell f the third day he arose again from the dead, he ascended into heaven, and sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty ; from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead. I believe in the Holy Ghost ; the holy catholic church — the communion of saints ; the forgiveness of sins ; the resur- rection of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen. *That is, he continued in the state of'the dead, and under the power of death, for a time. Order of Worship No. 1. 1. Super hiteiident.— Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honor, and glory, and blessing. — Rev. 5 : 12. 2, Scholars and Teachers, — Him hath God exalted with his right hand to be a Prince and a Saviour, for to give repentance tc Israel and forgiveness of sins. — Acts $ : 31. 8. Associate Superintendent, — Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and fmd grace to help in time of need. — Heb. 4 : 16. 4, Scholars, Teachers, Secretaries, Treasurers, Superintendents, all close their eyes and engage in Silent Prayer. 5, Superintendent. — Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. — Psalm 32 : i. 6, Scholars and J'ertc/ie?'s.— Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity. — Psalm 32 : 2. 7» Chant. {All,) — i. Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in | all gene- | rations. |1 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from ever- | lasting to everlasting | thou art | God. 8. Creed, {All,) 9. Superintendent.— Th.Q Catechism ques- tion of the day. 10. Scholars and Teachers. — The Cate- chism answer of the day. 11. All. — Hymn. 12. Reading Scripture Lesson of the Uay, (Alternate or otherwise as directed.) 13. Invocation Mymn. Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry ; While on others thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry, While on others thou art calling, do not pass me by. 14. Prayer. — Scholars and Teachers repeat- ing. 15. Hymn. 16. Lesson Study, 17* One Bell. — Giving notice that lessons must close in five minutes. 18, Two Sells, — Attention — Silence. 19, Hymns and Notices, 20, Superintendent's Lesson, 21, Hytnns. 22, Superintendent,— Gr3.ce he to you, and peace from God our Father and from the Lord Jesus Christ. — Galatians i : 3. 23, Scholars and Teachers, — Who g^ve himself for our sins : that he might deliver us from this present evil world, according to the will of God and our Father. — Gala- tians 1:4. 24, Superintendent, — To him be glory, both now and forever. — 2 Peter 3:18. 25, All,— Amen. 26, Last Song, Hallelujah, thine the g^ory, Hallelujah. Amen ! Hallelujah, thine the glory, - Revive us again. 27, Scholars and Teachers.— The Lord's Prayer. 28, School Dismissed, — Singing. Order of Worship No. 2. 2.20, — Organ lo minutes. 2,30,—S'mging : Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! Superintendent, — Know ye tliat the Lord he is God ; it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; we are his people and the sheep of his pasture. Associate Superintendent, — The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy. Second Associate Superintendent,— God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Silent JPrayer, Superintendent, — He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things ? School, — God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life. Infant School, — Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come untoGod by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them. Primary, — Seek ye the Lord while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near. 3oys^ Infant, — He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. TO BE SAID RESPONSIVELY. Males, — So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Females, — The fear of the Lord is the begin- ning of wisdom. 3Iales, — Thy word is a lamp unto my feet. Females, — And a light unto my path. Males,— Ox d^r my steps in thy word. Females, — And let not any iniquity have dominion over me. Pastor^s C^CTSS.— Blessed are they that keep his testimonies, and that seek him with the whole heart. Superintendent,— Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness; for they shall be filled. THE SCHOOL WILL RISE. The Apostles' Creed or Ten Coin^tiand- rw-e/ifs.— (Immediately preceding hymrfs.) Choir, — It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High. Hymn, — Read alternately by School. Scrijyture of the Day, Invocation : Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above. Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, O'er every thought and step preside. JPrayer, — Ending with Chant, Our Father. Singing. Missionary Offerings, — During which Organ plays. Then shall be read suit- able passages of Scripture. Catechism, Notices, Secretaries, — Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might ; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave whither thou goest. Study, Golden Text, Review, Distribution of Papers, etc. Singing, Superititendent, — Here have we no con- tinuing city. Scholars, — But we seek one to come. Superintendent, — Blessed are the pure in heart. Scholars,— For they shall see God. Superintendent,— Yea.Y not, little flock; for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Perfect Silence for ONE MINUTE before any one stirs. Order of Worship No. 3. 1, 2.20— Organ and Comet,— Ten min- utes. 2, 2,25— First _Be?;.— Preparation. 3, 2,30— Second ^eW.— Perfect silence. 4, Hijmn: Father, to thee I come, Owning how weak I am; Grant thy sustaining arm, Lead me, I pray. 5, Silent Prayer, 6, Superintendent, — Have respect, there- fore, to the prayer of thy servant and to his supplication, O Lord, my God. — 2 Chron. 6 : 19. 7, School, — Amen. 8, Superintendent, — That thine eyes may be open upon this house day and night, upon the place whereof thou hast said that thou wouldest put thy name there. — ■ 2 Chron. 6 : 20. 9, School, — Amen. 10. First Associate Superintendent, — But will God in -very deed dwell with men on the earth. — 2 Chron. 6:18. 11, Pastor. — Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them. — Rev. 21 : 3. 12, JBoys. — For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy ; I dwell in the high and holy place. — Isa. 57 : 15. 13, Crirls. — With him also that is oi 2. con- trite and humble spirit. — Isa. 57 : 15. 14:, Infant Room Song, Hark ! I hear the Saviour calling: " Little children, come to me ; I will bless you, save you, keep you,, I from sin will set you free." Chorus. He calls again ; oh, let \as, then, With one united cry, The call obey, and humbly say — •• . " Dear Jesus, here am I." IS, Primary Moom, No. :Z.— Seek ye the Lord while he may be found, call ye upon . him while he is near. — Isa. 55:6. 16* Primary Room, No, 2, Song: Little children, little children, Who love their Redeemer, Are the jewels, precious jewels, His loved and his own. Chorus. Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning. They shall shine in their beauty, Bright gems for his crown. 17» Boys, — If we confess our sins, he is faith- ful and just to forgive us our sins, and t' cleanse us from all unrighteousness.- I John I : 9. 18, Girls, — All we like sheep have gone astray ; we have turned every one to his own way, and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all. — Isa. 53 : 6. 19, Pastor's Class, — The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy. — Psalm 103 : 8. 20, Second Associate Superintendent,— I will sing of mercy and judgment; unto thee, O Lord, will I sing. — Psalm 101:1. 21, Chant the Lord's Prayer. 22, The Apostles' Creed. 23, Catechism Question and Answer. 24:, Golden Text of the Uay. 25. Hymn, 26. Superintendent. — And Ezra opened the book in the sight of all the people, and when he opened it all the people stood up. — Neh. 8:5. 27' Holding up Bibles. 28. Heading Scripture Lesson, 29. Invocation. J5oj/«.— Father, let thy benediction, Gently falling as the dew, Girls.— And thy ever-gracious presence, Bless us all this service through, May we ever Keep the end of life in view. 30. Prayer, 31. Hymn, 32. Missionary Offerings — During which suitable portions of Scripture shall be read — the organ playing softly. 55. Notices for the Day and Week* — Teachers marking roll. 34:, The Lesson Study. 35, Review by Superintendent 36, Hymns, ' 37- Secretaries' Time for Distribution, 38, Parting Words, Superintendent, — In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. — Prov. 3 : 6. 39, Scholars' Last Words —I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence Cometh my help. — Psalm 121 : i. 4:0, Silent Prayer. — No one stirring for a full minute until the organ plays. Order of Worship No. 4. 2*20, Organ and Cornet,— lo minutes. 2.23. Preparation Bell. 2.30. Perfect Silence, Invocation : Saviour, not with costly treasure Do we gather at thy throne ; All we have, our hearts, we give thee, Consecrate them thme alone. Tune—" Stock-well." Silent Prayer, broken by singing softly: More of thy love I'd have, Nearer to thee would live, Earnest heart service give, Day after day. (The whole of the One Hundred and Forty-fifth Psalm is embraced by our Scripture verses.) Superintendent ,— I will extol thee, my God, O King ! I will bless thy name for ever ana ever. Scholars, your voices raise. Join in a song of praise To Christ j^our King. Praise him with heart and tongue, Praise him in holy song, Praises to him belong, Sing, sweetly sing; Praises to him belong. Sing, sweetly sing. JPastor. — Every day will I bless thee, and I will praise thy name for ever and ever. School, — Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised, and his greatness is unsearchable. Soys. — The Lord is gracious and full of com- passion ; slow to anger and of great mercy. Girls, — The Lord is good to all, and his tender mercies are over all his works, Soys, — All thy works shall praise thee, O God ; and thy saints shall bless thee. Girls. — They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, and talk of thy power. Girls' Infant School: CHORrs. Good news for little children, Wherever they may be ; To them the loving Saviour Has said, " Come unto me." Chant. — Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not ; for of such is the king-dom of heaven. JPrimary Hoom, — I will speak of the glorious honor of thy majesty, and thy wondrous works. Infant and Primary Scholars: Jesus, holy, undefiled, Listen to a little child ; Help me so to live in love As thine angels do above. Miss Cuyler's Class, — And men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts, and I will declare thy greatness. Superintendent, — They shall abundantly utter the memory of thy great goodness, and shall sing of thy righteousness. Associate Superintendent. — To make known to the sons of men his mighty acts and the glorious majesty of his kingdom. Lift the voice in holy song ; Awake, ye saints who love the Lord ; Gather here in happy throng, And praise his name with one accord. Ye who know the great salvation, Sing the triumph of his grace, And with higher adoration Come before Jehovah's face. Praise the Lord, ye sons of light ; Praise the Lord, ye heavenly host ; Praise the Lord for all his mighty acts, In all the places of his wide dominion ; Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Superintendent. — Thy kingdom is an ever- lasting kingdom, and thy dominion endur- eth throughout all generations. Pastor's Class. — The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down. Girls. — The eyes of all wait upon thee, and thou givest them their meat in due season Boys. — Thou openest thy hand, and satisfieth the desire of every living thing. Girls. — The Lord is righteous in all his ways, and holy m all his works. The Stranger. — The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him m truth. Boys. — He will fulfill the desire of them that fear him , he also will hear their cry and will save them. Chorister. — The Lord preserveth all them that love him, but all the wicked will he destroy. Associate Superintendent. — My mouth shall speak the praise of the Lord, and let all flesh bless his holy name forever. Chant. — The Lord's Prayer. The Apostles' Creed, Qirls Onii/.— Praise the Saviour, O ye people! Praise and bless his holy name. Praise and worship him, children, wor- ship him. For a child from heaven he came. Praise him from the hills and mountains, From the vales and cities all Hail him King of earth and heaven Who was once a child so small. :|| thill Chorus. — Praise him in the sanctuary, Let the children sAvell the strain, And at morn and noon and even Echo still the sweet refrain ; And at morn and noon and even Echo still the sweet refrain How tnany Bibles can we show? Title of Lesson, Golden Text, Where is the Lesson found ? Superintendent, — All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness — 2 Tim 3 : 16 Scholars Rise, and Read Scripture for the £>ay's Study. Invocation Song : Jesus, thou art all compassion. Pure unbounded love thou art : Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. Prayer, Hymn. Missionary Offerings while Organ plays softly, and Superintendent reads suitable portions of Scripture* Notices of the Day and Week,— KoWs marked. Class Studies, Review from Pulpit by Pastor or Superintendents, Hymns. Secretaries' Distrihutions, Bell calls all to rise for parting salU' tations. The Pastor's New Year's Text, — Thy shoes shall be iron and brass ; and as thy days so shall thy strength be. — Deut. 33 : 25 Scholars,— The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms Deut. 33 ; 27. Silent Meditation for a moment (no one moving until organ plays). Scholars sing as they retire. Order of Worship No. 5. 2.20 — Cornet and Organ. 2.25— Preparation Bell. 2.30— Perfect Silence. ('There will be no bell rung for silence : the presence of the Superintendent standing at the desk will be the only s'guai given that the time to begin services has arrived ) {This Order of Worship is to set forth The Christian Walk.) Opening Invocation: Lord ! on thee our souls depend, In compassion now descend;- Send some message from thy word. That may joy and peace afford In thine own appointed way. Now we seek thee, here we stay ; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. Silent Prayer^ — Closing with Whisper Song. Lord we come before thee now At thy feet we humbly bow , Fill our hearts with thy rich grace. Tune our lips to sing thy praise. Prayer by Superintendent. — Behold as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress ; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until that he have mercy upon us. — Psalm 123 : 2. School, — Amen and amen. The Ten Commandments, Boys, I.— Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Girls, ;?.— Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth ; thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me; and shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments. Boys, 3.— Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy- God in vain : for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain. Girls, 4.— Remember the sabbath day to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and do all thy work , but the seventh day is the sabbath of the Lord thy God- zn t£ thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter thy manservant, nor thy maidservant nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates : for in six days the Lord made heaven and earth the sea and all that in them is. and rested the seventh day; Avherefore the Lord blessed the sabbath day, and hallowed it. Boys, 5 —Honor thy father and thy mother; that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee. Girls, 6.— Thou shalt not kill. Jio7/s, 7 —Thou shall not commit adultery Girls, 8 —Thou shait not steal Boys, 9.— Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neignbor G-irls, 10.— Thou, shalt not covet thy neighbors house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his manservant nor his maidservant, nor his ox. nor his ass nor any thing that is thy neighbor s. Superintendent, — We beseech you, brethren, and exhort you by the Lord Jesus, that as ye have received of us how ye ought to IVa/k and to please God, so ye would abound more and more. — i Thess. 4 ; ii School — For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should Wa/k in them. — Eph 2 : lo Pastor. — As many as Wa/k according to this rule, peace be on them, and mercy, and upon the Israel of God. — Gal. 6 • i6. Pastor's Class Sing : I will sing of my Redeemer, And his heavenly love to me He from death to life hath brought me, Son of God, with him to be. School Chorus. Sing, oh ! sing, of my Redeemer, With his blood he purchased me. He purchased me On the cross he sealed my pardon. Paid the debt and made me free. And made me free Superintendent. — I therefore beseech you thai ye IVaik Worthy of the vocation wherewith ye are called — Eph 4.1, Boys. — That ye might Walk Worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing, being fruitful in every good work, and increasing in the knowledge of God. — Col 1 . 10 Girts, — He that saith heabideth in him, ought himself so to Walk even as he Walked — I John 2:6. Infant iJoowt.— Responsive Song. Ever-blessed Jesus, listen unto me. Bow thine ear, and hear me While 1 call to thee . I am weak and sinful , thou art pure and strong ■, Take my hand, dear Jesus lead thy child along Chords Take my hand, dear Jesus Let me never stray , Take my hand and leaa me 1 n the better way Primary Room: Walk in the light the Lord hath given. To guide thy steps aright . His Holy Spirit, sent from heaven Can cheer the darkest night Chorus Walk in the light, walk in the light, Walk in the light. Walk in the light, the light of God. Associate Superintendent,— Let us IVa/k Honestly, as in the day ; abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good. — Rom. 13 • 13; 12 . 9. Hoys, — And Walk in Love, as Christ also hath loved us, an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet-smelling savour. — Eph. 5 , 2. 6^ir^s.— Those that Walk in Pride, he is able to abase. — Dan. 4 : 37 Soys, — Walk in Wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time. — Col. 5 ■ 4. Girls, — No good thing will he withhold from them that Walk Uprightly.— Vs2c. 84 11. Pastor, — I have no greater joy than to hear that my children Walk in Truth — 3 John 4. GtWs.— Come ye, and let us Walk in the Light. — Isa. 5.2. (Sc^.oo^.— Then spake Jesiis again with them saying I am the light of the world ; he that followeth me shall not Walk in Dark- ness, but shall have the light of life. — John 8 12 The Cuyler Gallery Class,— For he that Walketh in Darkness knoweth not whither he goeth. — John 12 . 35. Stranger, — If we Wa^^ in the Light, as he is in the hght, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin. - i John i : 7. Secretaries,— X^\. a little while is the light with you. Walk while ye have the light, lest darkness come upon you. — John 12 : 35. JBoys, — For ye were sometime darkness, but now are ye light in the Lord ; Walk as children of light.— Eph. 5 : 8. Associate Superintendent, — See then that ye Walk Circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise. — Eph. 5:15. Chant— the Lord^s Prayer, Mepeat the Apostles' Creed, Choral Mesjyonse,— Amen. School will give Title of Lesson for the Day, Mecitation of Goldeti Text, Sible Drill, — Showing of Bibles, book, chapter, verses of Lesson. Superintendent, — But these are written that ye might believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God ; and that believing, ye might have life through his name. — John 20 : 31. Reading of Lesson of the Dat/.— Scholars standing. Prayer Song: I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless lamb of God; |!: He bears them all. and frees us From the accursed load. :|1 Sentence Prayer, — Repeated by Congrega- tion. Worship in Giving, — Offerings for the poor and for missions ; the organ playing softly, and suitable portions of Scripture pre- sented by Superintendent. Notices of the Day, — During which attend- ance is marked. Hymn, Class Studies, Hymns, Review from Pulpit by Pastor or one of the Superintendents, Secretaries' Distributions, Bell calls all to rise for Parting Salutations, Superintendent, — Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. — Psa. i : i. School Mesponds,— Order my steps in thy word, and let not any iniquity have dominion over me. — Psn. 119 : 133. Scholars sing during IHsmission* Order of Worship No. 6. School, — The earth is the Lord's, and the ful- ness thereof; The world and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas, And established it upon the floods. J5oy5.— Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord ? And who shall stand in his holy place ? Girls* — He that hath clean hands and a pure heart ; Who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, Nor sworn deceitfully. AM* — He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, And righteousness from the God of his salvation. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, And righteousness from the God of his salvation. Pastor's Class. — This is the generation of them that seek him, That seek thy face, O God of Jacob. All, — Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors. And the King of glory shall come in, the King of glory shall come in, the King of glory shall come in. Soys. — Who is this King of glory ? Who is this King of glory ? All, — The Lord, the Lord strong and mighty, The Lord, the Lord mighty in battle. Choir, — Lift up your heads, O ye gates, Even lift them up, ye everlasting doors, And the King of glory shall come in, The King of glory shall come in, The King of glory shall come in. ^oi/s.— Who is this King of glory ? Who is this King of glory ? All, — The Lord of hosts, the Lord of hosts, He is the King of glory. He is the King of glory. He is the King, the King of glory. He is the King, the King of glory. The King of glory. Superintendent, — I was glad when they said unto me. Let us go into the house of the Lord. Chant— Lord's Prayer, Repeat the Apostles' Creed, Crirls only. — Shout for joy ! come before the Lord with singing ; Young and old wake the glad refrain ; Praise Jehovah ! to him your tribute bringing, Till the sky echo back the strain. Praise the Father who loves his children ever, Chant his goodness in cheerful song ; . He our God will forsake his people never ; Endless praises to him belong. Chorus hy All, — Shout, etc. How many Bibles can we show? Title of Lesson, Golden Text, Where is the Lesson found ? Scholars rise, and read Scripture for the day^s study. Invocation Song: Jesus, thou art all compassion. Pure unbounded love thou art : Visit us with thy salvation. Enter every trembling heart. Prayer, Hymn, Missionary Offerings, while organ 2)lays softly ^ and Superintendent reads suitable portions of Scrii)- ture. Notices of the Day and Week,— [KoWs marked.) Class Studies, Review from Pnlpit by Pastor 'or Superintendents. Hymns, Secretaries' Distributions, Bell calls all to rise for painting salu^ tations. Order of Worship No. 7. A-t 2,25 the bell will ring, when we take our seats, and put away all that will interfere with ihe worship of God. At 2,30 the bell will call to Silent Prayer for one minute, after which we will sing together our Sabbath verse. Tune,, — Mendebras. O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness. Most beautiful, most bright! On thee the high and lowly Before the eternal throne- Sing, Holy, holy. holy. To God the three in one. THE BEATITUDES : Superintendent, — And seeing the multitudes, he went up into a mountain ; and when he was set, his disciples came unto him. And he opened his mouth, and taught them, saying, Blessed are the poor in spirit : for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. — Matt. 5 : 1-3. School : Come, ye sinners, poor and needy. Weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you. Full of pity , love and power : He is able. He is willing : doubt no more. Superintendent. — Blessed are they that mourn : for they shall be comforted. — Matt. 5 : 4. School: What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear; What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer. Oh, what peace we often fi^rfeit. Oh, what needless pain we bear — All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer. Superintendent. — Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. — Matt. 5 : 5. ScJiool : Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Oh, what words I hear him say 1 Happy place, so near, so precious! May it find me there each day I Sitting at the feet of Jesus, I would look upon the past; For his love has been so gracious. It has won my heart at last. Superintendent, — Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness : for they shall be filled. — Matt. 5 : 6. Girls' Infant Room: Jesus the water of life will give, Freely, freely, freely. Jesus the water of life will give, Freely to those that love him. Come to that fountain, oh, drink and live, Freely, freely, freely. Come to that fountain, oh, drink and live Flowing for those that love him. Chorus by all the School. The Spirit and the Bride say come, Freely, freely, freely. And he that is thirsty let him come, And drink of the water of life. The fountain of life is flowing. Flowing, freely flowing, The fountain of life is flowing, Is flowing for you and for me. ^perintendent.—'Bltsstd are the merciful : for they shall obtain mercy. — Matt. 5 : 7. School : Tune—Stockwell. Yes, for me. for me he careth With a brother's tender care , Yes, with me. with me he shareth Every burden, every fear. Superintendent, — Blessed are the pure in heart : for they shall see God.— Matt. 5 : 8. School : Tune— Olivet. 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. Superintendent, — Blessed are the peace- makers : for they shall be called the children of God. — Matt. 5 : 9. School : TiLne,—PleyeVs Hymn. Children of the heavenly King! As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. Superintendent, — Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. — Matt. 5 : 10. School: Tune,—Meribah. Who suffer with the Master here, Shall soon before his face appear, And by his side sit down ; To patient faith the prize is sure. And all who to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. Superintendent,— Blessed are ye when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. — Matt. 5:11. Soys' Prhnary and Infant Hooms: Never be afraid to speak for Jesus, Think how much a word can do ; Never be afraid to own your Saviour, He who loves and cares for you. Chorus by all the School. Never be afraid, never be afraid, Never, never, neA'er, Jesus is your loving Saviour, Therefore never be afraid. Superintendent,— Reioice, and be exceed- ing glad : for great is your reward in heaven : for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you. — Matt. 5 : 12. Superintendent, — What is the Title of the Lesson to-day ? What is the Golden Text ? Where do we find the Lesson ? How many Bibles have we carried to the school? The grass withereth, the flower fadeth : but the word of our God shall stand for ever.— Isa. 40 : 8. Heading the Word,— [AW to stand.) Prayer Song: Tune,—Remsen, Father of mercies! send thy grace All powerful, from above, To form in our obedient souls The image of thy love. Prayer f Responsive. — (School standing.) Worshiping God by giving our money, [Superintendent will here read Scripture promises and exhortations about giving. Teachers mark attendance. Superintendent gives notices. The Lesson Hymn. Lesson Study for forty-five minutes, Symns, Superintendent's Meview of the Lesson, Secretaries' IHstribution. Parting Hymn, Parting Prayer by the Superintendent, or Benediction by the Pastor, No. a Order of Worship and Choral Service OF Bethany Sabbatl School, PhiladelpMa. Introduced Sabbath, January 8, 1882. Notice. — If the scholars will give close attention to the ...^sic of the organ, just before the silence bell, they will be apprised of the order to be used for the day. music School : I was glad when they said unto me, I was glad when they said unto me, I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go up to the house of the Lord. Infant School. — Our feet shall stand within thy gates. Choir. — O Jerusalem. All. — O Jerusalem. Girls. — Our feet shall stand within thy gates. Choir. — O Jerusalem. Girls. — O Jerusalem. Tenor and Alto Voices : • Pray for the peace of Jerusalem. Girls. — They shall prosper All. — That love thee. Boys. — Peace be within thy walls, Girls. — Peace be within thy walls, Choir. — Peace be within thy walls. All. — Peace be within thy walls, And prosperity within thy palaces. Choir. — ^Amen. All. — Amen. Silent Prayer, at tap of bell — one minute. "These sayings of mine." — Jesus. Superintendent. — My son, attend to my words, incline thine ear unto my sayings. — Prov. 4 : 20. School. — Whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and DOETH THEM, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock. And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house ; and it fell not, for it was founded upon a rock. — Matt. 7 : 24, 25. Superintendent. — And every one that hear eth these sayi'm^s of mine, and DOETH THEM NOT, shall be likened unto a fool- ish man, which built his house upon the sand. And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house ; and it fell : and great was the fall of it. — Matt. 7 : 26, 27. Boys. — And it came to pass when Jesus had ended t/iese sayi7igs the people were aston- ished at his doctrine. — Matt. 7 : 28. Girls. — For he taught them as one having authority, and not as the scribes. — Matt. 7:29. Pastor. — But while they wondered every one at all things which Jesus did, he said unto his disciples, Let these sayings sink down into your ears. — Luke 9 : 43, 44. School. — ^Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words ; and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him. He that loveth me not keepeth not my sayings. — John 14 : 23, 24. Primary Room. — This is a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptation that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners. — I Tim. I : 15. Infant School : Come with all your sins, although a mountain, Come unto the cross, from whence a fountain Flows divinely clear, to heal the nations ; Come and wash, and make you clean. Chorus. Hallelujah, hallelujah, I love t' ee, my Saviour; Hallelujah, hallelujah, I trust bui in thee. Come and let us kneel wh*>re Je>us meets us. Let us ever stay where Christ receives us, Safe within the fold no harm can reach us. Sing with me redeeming love. Chorus. — (Entire school singing^. Associate Superintendent. — These sayi^^a are faithful and true : and the Lord God of the holy prophets sent his angel to shew unto his servants the things which must shortly be done. — Rev. 22 : 6. Gospel Messengers. — Behold, I come quickly, blessed is he that keepeth the sayings of the prophecy of this book. — Rev. 22 : 7. Superintendent. — Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city. — Rev. 22: 14. School rise and all sing : What shall separate us From the love that l:)Ou^ht us ? Shall the pangs of anguish Which the cross hath wrought us? Doubting and distresses, Fiery trials prove us ; Yet am I persuaded, None of these shall move us. Chorus. We are more than conquerors, More, yea, more : We are more than conquerors. More yea, more ; We are more than conquerors, We are more than conquerors. We are more tlian conquerors. Through him that loved us. Things to come or present, Wnatsoe'er betide us,— Life nor death shall ever - From our Lord divide us; Angels, powers, dominion?, Tlie>e shall fall before ub ; Clothed in his salvation, ■ ■ With liis banner o'er us.— Cho. Depths that are beneath us, , Heights that are above us, ' Have no power to sunder, Since he stooped to love us. Prince of (iiir redemption, Sons to g!ory t)ringing, Thou hast made from sinners Victors, crowned and singing.— Cho. The Apostles' Creed. Chant.— The Lord's Prayer. Superintendent. — Whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that WE, through patience and comfort of the Scriptures, might have hope — Rom. 20: I. The Bible Inspection. Give Title of the Lesson of the Day. Give the Golden Text for the Day. Give Book, Chapter and Verses. While the Scholars find the proper places, sing" Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart every word. Tell me the story most precious, Sweete-net: Stand, like an anvil, strong, Under the blows of wrong ; Stand like the steady oak, Whose roots withstand the tempest's stroke Chorus. Joyfully we follow where our captain goes ; Fainting not, nor fearing even giant foes. If the Lord be for us, we can never fall ; ^ We shall defeat them all ! Putting on the armor, faithful to the end, Fighting Jesus' battles. He will us defend. Having done all things, we shall ever stand. And give Him the glory evermore. Solo : Sweet are the words, that the Lord himself hath spoken, "I will be with thee and make thy foes to flee." Precious the promise that never can be broken ; Help me to stand. Lord, trusting in Thee ! Silent l^rayer. Chant, — " Our Father, which art in heaven." Siipt, — God is our refuge and strencrth ; a very present help in trouble. — Psa. 46 : i. School. — Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea, — Psa. 46 : 2. Associate Superintendent, — "Trust yc in the Lord forever ; for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength." JPastor, — " He giveth power to the faint : and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary." Associate Sujyerintendent, — "And the young men shall utterly fall." Primary Rooms. — "But they that wait on the Lord shall renew tneir strength." Superintendent, — " They shall mount up with wings as eagles : they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint." Teacher. — Be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. — Eph. 6-10. Scripture Dialogue for Boys and Girls. (Eph. 6 : 11-18.) Superintendent, — Put on the whole armor of God, Girls, — That ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil, Hoys, — For we wrestle not against flesh and blood. Oirls, — But against principalities, against pow- ers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Boys. — Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to with- stand in the evil day, Girls, — And, having done all, to stand, Boys, — Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, Girls — And having on the breastplate of righteousness, Boys. — And your feet shod Girls. — With th6 preparation of the gospel of peace : Boys. — Above all, taking the shield of faith, Girls. — Wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. Boys. — And take the helmet of salvation. Girls. — And the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God : Boys. — Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, Girls. — And watching thereunto with all per^ severance and supplication for all saints. How sweetly from the mansions, where saints dwell forever, The anthem of victory comes sweeping along. They stood firm and faithful, in battle and endeavor, And now, crowned as victors, they sing the new song. Refrain. O the Lion of Judah hath triumphed forever; O the Lion of Judah is mighty and strong : Blest anthem of the faithful, we hear it and rejoicing, Our hearts and our lives shall keep tune with the song. By the blood of the Lamb, they have come off victorious. By the word of their witness they have overcome ; And now with their palms and their crowns bright and glorious. They stand in the midst of the Heavenly Home ! \School rises.] Chorus. Awake, then, my soul, for the battle is before thee. And fear not thy foes, since the Lord is thy friend ; His "Banner of Love" he unfurleth above thee. Till the foe and the warfare shall come to an end. Aposf^e^^ Creed, Girls' Infant Moom: Childre^i's Hosanna, Hosanna be the children's song, To Christ the children's King; His praise to whom our souls belong. Let all the children sing. Chorus. Let them come unto me, For of such is the kingdom of heav'n. 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. — Cho. bibles ii2>» Title of Lesson for the Day. Chapter and Verses, Golden Text. Sing , preparatory to reading: JHore of tlesus. Once again of Jesus we would hear, From the ever-blessed page we love so dear Tell the same old story we have heard, Till we learn it, every word. Chorus. More of Jesus we would know, More like Jesus we would grow ; Tell, oh, tell again the story, How He dwells with man below. Tell us what a ransom once He gave, When He suffered on the cross our souls to save ; Tell the joyful story o'er and o'er, How He lives forevermore. — Cho. Heading Scriptures in Concert, Prayer, Teach me, O Ziord. {Written /or Bethany, i88j, by John R. Sweney.) Teach me, O Lord, the way of Thy statutes, And I shall keep it unto the end. Give me understanding and I shall keep Thy law ; Yea, I shall observe it with my whole heart. Amen. Rallying Song, March on, march on, the Captain is command- ing us ; Be brave, be brave ; and trusting in His word, Advance, advance, and meet the foe coura- geously. And take the armor, and the sword of Christ the Lord ! Chorus. On, on, swell the chorus, On, on, the glorious Captain goes before us ! On, on, God is for us ! Our mighty Prince and Saviour leads the way. Glory, glory, hear the everlasting throng Shout hosanna as we boldly march along ; Faithful soldiers, here below, Only Jesus will we know, Shouting loud our triumph as we onward go. Awake, awake, temptation is on every side ; The foe, the foe, is ever lurking near ! Before, behind, he's waiting to ensnare your feet ; But he that prays and watches has no need to fear. — Cho. Stand firm, stand firm, a crown of life and blessedness The Lord will give. His promises are sure ; Stand fast in God ; for even Satan flees away, If only you resist, and to the end endure. Cho. Missionary Gifts and Scripture Verses. Notices for the Coming Week, — During which attendances are marked. JBCi/rnn, [Doors open for late comers.] Class Studies. Closing Worship — Hymns. — ^Review by Pastor or one of the Superintendents. Secretaries' Distributions, Last Bell, ivhen School rises and stands reverentli; for the Superintendent's one tninute prayer at parting. Choir sings whiie School retires. Order of Worship Ho. 11. Bethany Sabbath School, Philadelphia. 1884. 2.25 — First Signal. — Five minutes to prepare for opening of school. Organ, Cornet, Violin and Flute Recitals by the Boys' Volunteer Orchestra, led by Professors Ewing and Bastert. 2.30— Bell No. 1.— Doors close. Bell No. 2. — Perfect silence (no one to Dedication— All Sing : Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen whilst we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King. All we have we offer. All we hope to be, Body, soul and spiri^ " ' ;o th All, we yield to thee. Girls only: Praises, praises, praises to our Saviour, Joining heart and voice now and evermore ; Full Chorus : Praises, praises, everlasting praises, Jesus, Saviour, evermore to Thee. Silent Prayer. Superintendent. — Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart is my law ; fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revil- ings. — Isa. 51:7. Associate Superintendent. — Ye are my wit- nesses, saith the Lord, and my servant whom I have chosen ; Fear ye not, neither be afraid. — Isa. 43 : 10; 44 : 8. School. — O bless our God, ye people, and make the voice of his praise to be heard. — Psa. 66:8. The Christian Soldier's Daily Song. All Sing. Praise ye the Lord ! joyfully shout hosanna ! Praise the Lord with glad acclaim ; Lift up your hearts urrto His throne with glad- ness— Magnify His Holy Name. Boys only. Marching along under his banner bright. Trusting in His mercy as we go, Girls only. His light divine, tenderly o'er us will shine, We shall be guided by His hand now and for- ever. Chorus (All). Steadily marching on, with our banner waving o'er us. Steadily marching on, while we sing the joyful chorus, Steadily marching on, pillar and cloud going before us, To the realms of glory, to our heme on high. All Sing. Praise we the Lord ! He is the King Eternal ; Glory be to God on high ! Praise we the Lord, tell of His loving kindness — Join the chorus of the skies. Boys only. Still marching on. cheerily marching on, In the ranks of Jesus we will go. Girls only. Home to our rest, joyfully home where the blest Gather and praise the Saviour's name, praise Him forever. Chorus (All). Steadily marching on, etc. Superintendent.-- 1 have set watchmen upon thy walls, O Jerusalem, which shall never hold their peace day nor night; ye that make mention of the Lord keep not silence. — Isa. 62 : 6. School. — Go through, go through the gates ; prepare ye the way of the people ; cast up, cast up the highv^ay ; . . . lift up a standard for the people. — Isa. 62 : 10. Boys. — And, as ye go, preach saying, The kingdom of heaven is at hand. — Matt. 10:7. Girls. — Preach the word ; be instant in season, out of season ; reprove, rebuke, exhort, with all long suffering and doctrine. — 2 Tim. 4:2. Associate Supt. — And fear not them which kill the budy, but are not able to kill the soul. . . . Whosoever shall confess me before men, him will I confess also before my Father which is in heaven, — Matt. 10 : 28, 32. Sing: Enemies may strive to injure, Satan all his arts employ ; He will turn what seems to harm me Into everlasting joy. Chorus. He will hide me, He will hide me, Where no harm can e'er betide me; He will hide me, safely hide me. In the shadow of His hand. Superintendent. — Say to them that are of a fearful heart. Be strong, fear not ; behold, your God will come with vengeance, even God with a recompense ; he will come and save you. — Isa. 35 : 4. Platform Class. — There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life; as I was with Moses, so I will be with thee. I will not fail thee nor forsake thee. — ^Josh, 1:5. Girls' Infant Room : Take thy staff, O pilgrim, Haste thee on thy way ; Let the morrow find thee Farther than to-day. Chorus. Haste thee, haste thee, haste thee on thy way, Let the morrow find thee farther than to-day. In the heavenly journey, Press with zeal along ; Resting will but weary, Running makes thee strong. — Cho. Entire school rise and unite in singing. The Apostles' Creed. Faith's Song. Oh, I am so happy in Jesus ! He taught me the secret of faith. To rest in believing His promise, and trust whatsoever He saith. Chorus. Oh, I am so happy in Jesus, From sin and from sorrow so free ; So happy that He is my Saviour, So happy that Jesus loves me. Bible Display. The Book, the Chapter, the Verses. Title of Lesson for the day. Golden Text. Superintendent. — Behold, I have longed after thy precepts ; quicken me in thy righteous- ness.— Psa. 119:40. School. — So shall I keep thy law continually, for ever and ever. — Psa. 119 : 44. Rise and Sing. (Tune, Bera.) 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. Read Scripture Lesson for the day. Prayer Verse. — To be sung softly. Here from the world we turn, Jesus to seek ; Here may His loving voice Tenderly speak. Jesus, our dearest friend, While at Thy feet we bend. Oh, let Thy smile descend, *Tis Thee we seek. Sentence Prayer following Superintendent at close of which chant the LORD'S PRAYER. Missionary Gifts and Scripture Verses. Notices for the Coming Week.— During which attendances are Inarked. Hymn. (Doors open for late comers.) Class Studies. Closing" Worship— Hymns.— Review by Pas- tor or one of the Superintendents. Secretaries' Distributions. Last Bell, when School rises and stands reverently for the Superintendent's one minute prayer at parting. Choir sings while School retires. Order of WorsMp No. 12. Bethany Sabbath School, Philadelphia, 1884. 2.25.— First Signal. 2.30.— BeU No. 1. Bell No. 2.— Perfect silence. All stand. Superintendent.— The Lord bless thee and keep thee : The Lord make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee : The Lord lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace. The Lord's Prayer. All sing : Lord, come and bless our Sabbath -school, Aud meet us in this hallowed place ; Oh, make ihy Word our daily rule, And fill us with thy love a"nd grace. Hce let our voices, joined in praise, Send incense from each grateful heart; And when our prayers to thee we raise, Do thou all needful goo I impart. Lord, help us nil to hear thee speak, As nowlhy Holy Book Ave read ; TVith all oarhearts thy favor seek. That what we hear we all may heedl Signal Bell. — All take their seats. Superintendent. — Hear, O Israel : The Lord our God is one Lord. Associate Superintendent. — And thou shalt love the' Lord thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might. Boys. — And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be in thine heart :' Girls. — And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up. Platform Class. — And thou shalt bind them for a sign upon thine hand, and they shall be as frontlets between thine eyes. Superintendent. — And thou shalt write them upon the posts of thy house, and on thy srates. All sing: I'm seeking to know my Saviour's will, From his Word which he hath spoken; He says he Avill help me serve him still, And his Word cannot be broken. Chorus. I am seeking to know and do ; Trusting, for he is true ; Seeking, trusting, Learning to know and do. I'm seeking to grow more like my Lord, For his image is before me ! I want to obtain the great reward, For a crown is lifted o'er me.— Cho. Silent prayer. Superintendent : Come, ye children, hearken unto me: I will teach you the fear of the Lord. Boys. — What man is he that desireth life, and loveth many days, that he may see good ? Girls. — Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile. All. — Depart from evil, and do good ; seek peace and pursue it. Infant School Sing : Little ones of Jesus, we, Sing our song of praise to Thee. Thou will liear the infant throng When they offer thee their song. Chobus. Little ones of Jesus, Little ones of Jesus, We will praise him in our songi Little ones of Jesus, now, At thy loving feet we bow ; Lay thy hands upon our head, Blessed hands that for us bled.— Cho. Little ones of Jesus, he Died for us upon the tree ; Lives for us, before the throne, Lives to make us all His own.— Cho. Superintendent. — We have heard with our ears, OGod, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old. Pastor. — I will open my mouth in a parable : I will utter dark sayings of old : Platform Class. — Which we have heard r.nd known, and our fathers have told us. Teachers. — We will not hide them from their children, showing to the generation to come the praises of the Lord, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done. Boys. — For he established a testimony in Jacob, and appointed a law in Israel, which he commanded our fathers, that they should make them known to their children : Girls. — That the generation to come might know them even the children which should be born ; who should arise and declare them to their children : All. — That they might set their hope in God, and not forget the works of God, but keep his commandments. Superintendent. — They found ' him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing them, and asking them ques- tions. Associate Superintendent. — All that heard him were astonished at his understanding and answers. Choir: Jesus, when he was a child like me, Went to the temple to praise and pray ; lu His example. I may f-ee How I should keep ttiis holy day. Humble an give; Show me. l^ord, what a friend thou art ; Bind me close, so that naught can part, Iu thee O let me ive.— Cho. Missionary Gifts and Scripture Verses. Notices for the Coming Week.— During which attendances are marked. Hymn. (Doors open for late comers.) Class Studies. Closing Worship— Hymns.— Review by Pas- tor or one of the Superintendents. Secretaries' Distributions. Last Bell, when School rises and stands reverently for the Superintendent's one minute prayer at parting. Choir sings while School retires. [NVOCATION. Music — Goldett Shower. Help us, Lord, throughout this day, While we sing and while we pray, At thy Spirit with us stay, While here we learn of Jesus. Music — Fresh Laurels. The Lord is in his holy temple. The Lord is in his holy temple ; Let all the earth keep silence before him, Let all the earth keep silence before him. ^ Hymnal 6() — Tune, Wimborne. 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 by faith may see thy face : Oh ! speak, that we thy voice may hear. And let thy presence fill this place. PRAISE. Music — Gospel Hymns No. '^^ I will sing of my Redeemer And his wondrous love to me ; On the cruel cross he suffered, From the curse to set me free. Chorus. Sing, oh ! sing of my Redeemer, With his blood he purchased me, On the cross he sealed my pardon, Paid the debt and made me free, And made me free. 2 I will tell the wondrous story. How my lost estate to save, In his boundless love and mercy, He the ransom freely gave. — Cho. 3 I will praise my dear Redeemer, His triumphant power I'll tell, How the victory he giveth Over sin, and death, and hell. — Cho. 4 I will sing of my Redeemer, And his heavenly love to me ; He from death to life hath brought me, Son of God. with him to be. — Cho. Music — Gospel Hymns No. 3. Fierce and wild the storm is raging Round a helpless bark, PRAISfi. On to doom 'tis swiftly driving O'er the waters dark ! Chorus. Joy, oh, joy, behold the Saviour, Joy, oh, joy, the message hear, " rU stand by until the morning, I've come to save you, do not fear." Yes, I'll stand by until the morning, I've come to save you, do not fear. Weary, helpless, hopeless seamen Fainting on the deck. With what joy they'll hail their Saviour, As he hails the wreck! — Cho. On a wild and stormy ocean, Sinking 'neath the wave, Souls that perish heed the message, Christ has come to save ! — Cho. Daring death thy soul to rescue, He in love has come ; Leave the wreck, and in him trusting. Thou shalt reach thy home! — Cho. Music — Brightest and Best. Lift the voice in holy song, Awake, ye saints who love the Lord; Gather now in happy throng, And praise his name with one accord; PRAISE. Ye who know the great salvation, Sing the triumph of his grace, And with highest adoration Come before Jehovah's face. Chorus. Praise the Lord, ye sons of light, Praise the Lord, ye heavenly hosts; Praise the Lord for all his mighty acts, In all the places of his wide dominion ; Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. I Crowd his courts with lofty praise, And sing the works that he hath done; Songs of love and honor raise To Christ the Lord, the equal Son ; Shout aloud, ye souls in glory, Swell the song, ye saints below ; Till the heavens shall tell the story. And the earth the strain shall know. Cho. ' Music — Songs of Love. Praise the Saviour, O ye people ! Praise and bless his holy name ! Praise and worship him, children worship him, For a child from heaven he came ; Praise him from the hills and mountains, From the vales and cities all. Hail him king of earth and heaven. Who was once a child so small ; Hail him king of earth and heaven. Who was once a child so small. PRAISE. Chorus. Praise him in the sanctuary ; Let the children swell the strain, And at morn, and noon, and even, Echo still the sweet refrain ; And at morn, and noon, and even, Echo still the sweet refrain. Praise him for his mighty actions ; Praise him for his tenderness, When he lovingly held the little ones In his arms to save and bless ; Praise him, all ye wise and noble, Men and maidens, old and young; Let redeeming love and mercy Be the theme of every tongue ; Let redeeming love and merey Be the theme of every tongue. — Cho. 8 S.M. The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied , Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows. Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. PRAISE. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid I cannot yield to fear ; Though I should walkthrough death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there. 5 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread, My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 9 CM. The Lord's my shepherd, I'll 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. E'en for his own name's sake. PRAISE. 3 Yea, 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 Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me, And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. 10 C. M. Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy. The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 My soul shall make her boast in him. And celebrate his fame ; Come magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name. 3 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance he affords to all Who on his succor trust. Oh ! make but trial of his love ; Experience will decide How blest they are, and only they. Who in his truth confide. PRAISE. 11 C.M\ O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast. And our eternal home. 2 Before the hills in order stood. Or earth received her frame. From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising dawn. 4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten — as a dream Dies at the opening day. 12 Z. M. Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing. To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 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. PRAISE. 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 ! 13 L.M. Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone, — He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid. Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are thy people, we thy care, Our souls and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear. Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise : And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 14 7 s. Children of the heavenly King, As we journey we will sing,. — Sing our Saviour's worthy praise. Glorious in his works and wavs. lO PRAISE. 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 O ye mourning souls, be glad, Christ our Advocate is made ; Us to save our flesh assumes, Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest, Soon we'll enter into rest ; There our seat is now prepared, There our kingdom and reward. 5 Lord, submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 15 CM. 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 to my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. PRAISE. II 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 4 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew, 16 L.M. Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings. Beneath thine own almighty wings ! 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise, glorious, at the awful day. 4 Oh, let my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep my eyelids close, — ■ Sleep that shall me more vigorous make, To serve my God, when I awake. 12 PRAISE. 17 Music — Golden Shower. S. M. Come, sound his praise abroad. And hymns of glory sing ; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal king. 2 Come, worship at his throne, - Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his work, and not our own, He formed us by his word. 3 To-day attend his voice. Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice. And own your gracious God. 18 Music — Golden Shower. S. M. My soul repeat his praise. Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. PRAISE. 13 4 The pity of the Lord, To those who fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 5 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. 19 CM Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 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 drawn, And vexed with trifling cares, While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. PRAISE. 20 CM. Oh for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise ; The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears. That bids our sorrows cease ; *Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin. He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean. His blood availed for me. 21 8's &^ fs. Come, thou Fount of every blessing. Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount, — oh ! fix me on it, — Mount of God's unchanging love. PRAISE. 15 Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home : Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger. Interposed with precious blood. Oh, to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to thee : Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it,- Seal it from thy courts above. 22 Music — Softgs of Gladness. S's &-»/s. Hark ! what mean those holy voices. Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo ! the angelic host rejoices, ' Heavenly hallelujahs rise. Chorus. Hear them tell the wondrous story, Hear them chant in hymns of joy, " Glory in the highest — glory ! Glory be to God most high ! " l6 PRAISE. 2 Peace on earth — good will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found, Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. Cho. 3 Christ is born, the great Anointed — Heaven and earth his praises sing ; Oh, receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest and King ! Cho. 4 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood ? But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God. — Cno. 23 Music — Book of Worship. Silent night ! holy night ! All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and child. Holy Infant, tender and mild, 11 :Sleep in heavenly peace ! :|| Silent night ! holy night ! Shepherds wake, touched with fright. Glories stream from heaven afar ; Heavenly hosts sing hallelujah, II : Christ the Saviour is born. :lj Silent night ! holy night! Son of God ! light of light .— Oh, how love beams from his face, With the dawn of heavenly grace, 11 :At Immanuel's birth ! :ll PRAISE. 24 CM. Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I 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 1 hide my blushing face. While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 25 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall, Bring forth the royal diadem. And crown him Lord of all. l8 PRAISE. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Let every kindred, every tribe. On this terrestrial ball. To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Oh that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. 26 L.M. Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee ? Ashamed of thee whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days ! 2 Ashamed of Jesus, 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. 3 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. PRAISE. 19 4 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 ! 27 L. M. Jesus, thou joy 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 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. 3 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. 4 O Jesus ! ever with us stay. Make all our moments calm and bright ; Chase the dark night of sin away. Shed o'er the world thy holy light. 28 CM. Jesus, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to mine ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven should hear. 20 PRAISE. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My joy, my hope, my trust ; Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust, 3 All my capacious powers can wish In thee most richly meet ; Nor to mine eyes is light so dear. Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart. And sheds its fragrance there, The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last laboring breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, The antidote of death. 29 Z. M. 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. PRAISE. 21 3 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 His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o'er his body on the tree , Then am I dead to all the globe. And all the globe is dead to me. 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine. That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. 30 L.M. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does its successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless prayer be made. And endless praises crown his head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his. name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The joyful prisoner bursts his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 22 PRAISE. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honprs to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. 31 S. M. 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. 32 Music — Brightest and Best. L. Af. To God be the glory, great things he hath done, So loved he the world that he gave us his Son ; Who yielded his life an atonement for sin, And opened the life-gate that all may go in. PRAISE. 25 Refrain. Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Let the earth hear his voice ; Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Let the people rejoice. Oh, come to the Father through Jesus the Son, And give him the glory, great things he hath done ! 2 Oh, perfect redemption, the purchase of blood. To every believer the promise of God ; The vilest offender who truly believes. That moment from Jesus a pardon receives I Ref. 3 Great things he hath taught us, great things he hath done ; And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son ; But purer, and higher, and greater will be Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see. — Ref. 33 Music — Golden Chain. Sweetly sing, sweetly sing. Praises to our heavenly King ; Let us raise, let us raise, High our notes of praise ; Praise to him whose name is love, Praise to him who reigns above; Raise your songs, raise your songs, Now with thankful tongues. 24 PRAISE. 2 Far away, far away, We in sin's dark valley lay; Jesus came, Jesus came. Blessed be his name ! He redeemed us by his grace, Then prepared in heaven a place To receive, to receive All who will believe. 34 Music — Golden Censer. 8's&^fs. In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering over the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life overtake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me ; Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross, the radiance streaming, Adds new lustre 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 over the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. PRAISE. 25 35 Music — Songs of Devotion. We praise thee, O God ! for the Son of thy love, For Jesus who died, and is now gone above. Chorus. Hallelujah ! thine the glory, hallelujah ! Amen. Hallelujah ! thine the glory, revive us again, 2 We praise thee, O God ! for thy Spirit of light, Who has shown us'' our Saviour, and scattered our night. 3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain, Who has borne all our sins, and has cleansed every stain. 4 Revive us again ; fill each heart with thy love ; May each soul be rekindled with fire from above. 36 Music — Golden Censer. Glory to God in the highest ! Glory to God, glory to God, Glory to God in the highest ! Shall be our song to-day ; Another year's rich mercies prove His ceaseless care and boundless love ; So let our loudest voices raise Our Anniversary song of praise. 26 PRAISE. Chorus. Glory to God in the highest ! Glory to God in the highest ! Glory, glory, glory, glory, Glory be to God on high ! Glory to God in the highest ! Glory to God, glory to God, Glory to God in the highest ! Shall be our song to-day ; The song that woke the glorious morn When David's greater Son was born, Sung by a heavenly host, and we Would join the angelic company. — Cho. Glory to God in the highest ! Glory to God, glory to God, Glory to God in the highest ! Shall be our song to-day ; And while we with the angels sing, Gifts with the wise men let us bring Unto the babe of Bethlehem, And offer our young hearts to him. — Cho. Glory to God in the highest ! Glory to God, glory to God, Glory to God in the highest ! Shall be our song to-day. Oh, may we, an unbroken band, Around the throne of Jesus stand. And there with angels and the throng Of his redeemed ones join the song ! — Cho. PRAISE. 2f 37 Music — Book of Worship. C. M. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. 5 Blest Saviour ! introduced by thee. Have we our race begun : . And crowned with victory, at thy feet We'll lay our laurels down. 38 Music — Book of Worship. C. M. 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. 28 PRAISE. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come ; But grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. qq ^ ^ Songs of Gladness. Jesus hath sought us ; Jesus hath sought us ; Joyful hosannas to him let us raise ; — Cheerily singing, Merrily ringing, Anthems, loud anthems, of jubilant praise. Chorus. Joyfully praise him ! Cheerfully raise him Glad songs and loud hosannas Shall ascend to Jesus above from Bethany School ! Joyfully praise him ! Cheerfully raise him Songs of thanksgiving to Jesus above from Bethany School ! PRAISE. 29 2 Kind friends have taught us, Jesus hath brought us Under this roof where we gather to-day ; Gracious Jehovah, Guide and watch over; Look on thy children in mercy, we pray. — Cho. 3 Keep us and guide us ; Kindly provide us Comfort and strength for each step of the way ; Mercy and blessing, Thy favor expressing, Keep us in love for eternity's day.— Cho. 4 When thou hast led us, Taught us, and fed us, Strengthened our hearts, as we've journeyed along, Then, gracious Father, Thy children gather, Joining in chorus of heaven's new song. — Cho. 40 Lo ! the stone is rolled away, Death yields up his mighty prey Jesus, rising from the tomb. Scatters all its fearful gloom. 2 Praise him in the noblest songs, From ten thousand tongues ; Every note with rapture swell, And the Saviour's triumph tell. 30 PRAISE. Let Immanuel be adored — Ransom, Mediator, Lord ! To creation's utmost bound, Let the eternal praise resound. 41 Psalm 103. Praise, my soul, the King of heaven, To his feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven. Who like me his praise should sing ? Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise the everlasting King ! 2 Praise him for his grace and favor To our fathers in distress ; Praise him, still the same forever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless. Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise him ! Glorious in his faithfulness. 3 Angels, help us to adore him — Ye behold him face to face. Sun and moon, bow down before him. Dwellers all in time and space. Praise him ! Praise him ! Praise him \ Praise him ! Praise with us the God of grace. PRAISE. %i 4-9 n A Music — Book of Worship. 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 every trans- gression, II : His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation.: II Chorus. Hallelujah to the Lamb ! who hath purchased our pardon ! ||:We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan.: II 2 Ye souls that are wounded ! Oh, flee to the Saviour! He calls you in mercy — 'tis infinite favor; Your sins are increasing — escape to the mountain, II : His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain: li 3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly glorious. O'er sin, death and hell, thou art more than victorious : Thy name is the theme of the great congre- gation, ||:While angels and men raise the shout of salvation.: II 32 PRAISE. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore ; With harps in our hands, we will praise him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, |l:And sing of salvation forever and ever!:|| 43 L. M. Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from thee, His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate. His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 3 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 ! 4 When trouble, like a g'oomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart ; But, though I oft have him forgot. His loving-kindness changes not. PRAYER. 35 44 jo's, 12' s &* id's. Hymnal 527. Tune — Niccea. Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see ; Only thou art holy ; there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea ; • Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty, God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 45 Music — Book of Worship. C, P. M. Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand ; Yet how insensible ! 34 PRAYER. A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. O God ! my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight. And save me ere it be too late ; Wake me to righteousness. Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar ; And tell me, Lord ! shall I be there To meet a joyful doom ? Be this my one great business here — With holy trembling, holy fear, To make my calling sure. Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, And suffer all thy righteous will. And to the end endure. 46 Tune — Balerma, C. M. Oh for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free ; — A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely shed for me ; PRAYER. 35 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great 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 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine, Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy. Lord, of thine ! 47 8's, fs &> 4's. Guide me, O thou great Jehovah ! Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, - Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open now 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. 36 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. 48 CM. Father, what'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will 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. 49 Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood From thy wounded side which flowed. Be of sin the double cure, — Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 7s. PRAYER. 37 Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill the law's demands ; Could my zeal no respite know Could my tears forever 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 ; Naked, come to thee for dress. Helpless, look to thee for grace, — Vile, I to the fountain fly. Wash me. Saviour, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath. When my heart-strings break 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. 50 rs. Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows 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 ! 38 PRAYER. 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 011 thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of thy wing. Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon 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. 51 Music — Children' s Praise, fs. Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child ; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee. 2 Fain I would to thee be brought ; Gracious God, forbid it not ; Give me, O my God, a place In the kingdom of thy grace ! 3 Put thy hands upon my head. Let me in thine arms be stayed ; Let me lean upon thy breast, Lull me there, O Lord, to rest. ^ PRAYER, 39 4 Fain I would be as thou art ; Give me thy obedient heart ; Thou art pitiful and kind ; Let me have thy loving mind. 5 Help me, Saviour, to fulfill, God my heavenly Father's will Never his good Spirit grieve, Only to his glory live. 52 Music — S. S. Hymjis. S's Sr^ fs. Jesus, tender shepherd, hear me ; Bless thy little lamb to-night ; Through the darkness be thou near me. Keep me safe till morning light. 2 Through the day thy hand has led me, And I thank thee for thy care ; Thou hast warmed me, clothed and fed me ; Listen to my evening prayer. 3 Let my sins be all forgiven — Bless the friends I love so well ; Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell. 53 Jesus, cast a look on me. Give me true simplicity ; Make me poor, and keep me low. Seeking only thee to know. rs. 4© PRAYER. 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. 54 Music — Happy Voices. Saviour, listen to our prayer, Poor and sinful though we are ; Guilt-confessing, Give thy blessing, Grant us thy loving care. Chorus. O God our Father, Christ our King, Now to thee our hearts we bring ; Keep them ever. Blessed Saviour, Till in heaven thy love we sing. 2 Strength is thine ; we often stray From thy pure and holy way ; Wilt thou guide us, Walk beside us, Nearer every day ? — Cho. PRAYER. 41 Then may we, when life is o'er, Stand with thee on yonder shore : Freed from sinning, Heaven winning. Praising evermore. — Cho. 55 CM, Dear Saviour, ever at my side, How loving thou must be, To leave thy home in heaven to guard A little child like me ! Thy beautiful and shining face I see not, though so near ; The sweetness of thy soft, low voice I am too deaf to hear. I cannot feel thee touch my hand With pressure light and mild, To check me, as my mother did When I was but a child ; But I have felt thee in my thoughts Fighting with sin for me ; And when my heart loves God, I know The sweetness is from thee. And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down Morning and night to prayer, Something there is within my heart Which tells me thou art there : Yes, — when I pray, thou prayest too, Thy prayer is then for me ; And when I sleep, thou, sleeping not, Dost watch me lovingly. 42 PRAYER. 56 8's, /s &^ 4's. Saviour, like a shepherd lead us, Much we need thy tenderest care ; In thy pleasant pastures feed us, , For our use thy folds prepare : Blessed Jesus, Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 2 We are thine, do thou befriend us, Be the guardian of our way : Keep thy flock, from sin defend us, Seek us when we go astray : Blessed Jesus, Hear thy children when they pray. 3 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 ever turn to thee. 4 Ever let us seek thy favor, Ever let us do thy will ; Blessed Lord and only Saviour, With thy love our bosoms fill : Blessed Jesus, Thou hast loved us, love us still. 57 Music — Book of Worship. 8" s &» fs. Saviour, source of every blessing, Tune my heart to grateful lays ; PRAYER. 43 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for ceaseless songs of praise. 2 Teach me some melodious measure, Sung by raptured saints above ; Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, While I sing redeeming love. 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; Thou, to save my soul from danger, Didst redeem me with thy blood. 4 By thy hand restored, defended. Safe through life, thus far, I'm come And, O Lord! when life is ended. Bring me to my heavenly home. 58 H.M, Come, my Redeemer, come, And deign to dwell with me ; Come, and thy right assume. And bid thy rivals flee : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. Rule thou in every thought And passion of my soul. Till all my powers are brought Beneath thy full control ; Come, my Redeemer, quickly come. And make my heart thy lasting home. 44 PRAYER. 3 Then shall my days be thine, And all my heart be love, And joy and peace be mine, Such as are known above : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come. And make my heart thy lasting home. 59 C. M. Jesus, my Saviour, bind me fast In cords of heavenly love ; Then sweetly draw me to thy breast, Nor let me thence remove. 2 Drav/ me from all created good; From self, the world and sin. To the dear fountain of thy blood. And make me pure within. 3 Oh, lead me to thy mercy-seat ! Attract me nearer still ; Draw me, like Mary, to thy feet. To sit and learn thy will. 4 Oh, draw me by thy providence, Thy Spirit and thy word, From all the things of time and sense, To thee, my gracious Lord ! 60 CM. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers. Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. PRAYER. 45 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 ; rtosannas 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. And that shall kindle ours. 61 7s, Gracious Spirit, love divine, Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me full of heaven and lave. Speak thy pardoning grace to me Set the burdened sinner free ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 46 PRAYER. 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 62 S,M. Come, Holy Spirit, come. Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the darkness from our minds, And open thou our eyes. 2 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart. To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life on every part, And new create the whole. 4 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts, Our minds from bondage free ; Then shall we know, and praise, and love The Father, Son and thee. 63 L.M. Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind. And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought, And lead me to thy blest abode. PRAYER. 47 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire ? Oh ! kindle now the sacred flame, Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see ; Oh ! soothe and cheer my burdened heart, And bid my spirit rest in thee. 64 Holy Ghost, with light divine Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath sin, without control. Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine ' Cheer this saddened heart of mine : Bid my many woes depart. Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 4 Holy Spirit, all divine, Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol throne. Reign supreme, and reign alone. 7s, 48 PRAYER. 65 Music — Songs of Devotio7t. S's&'j's. j Pass me not, O gentle Saviour ! 1 Hear my humble cry, While on others thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at a throne of mercy Find a sweet relief; Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief. 3 Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me, Whom have I on earth beside thee, Whom in heaven but thee ? 66 C.Af. Dear Shepherd of thy people, here Thy presence now display ; As thou hast given a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray. 2 Within these v/alls 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 humbled mind bestow, And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. PRAYER. 49 4 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers, And in the presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 67 S.M. Jesus, who knows full well The heart of every saint, Invites us all our griefs to tell, To pray and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear. We never plead in vain : Yet we must wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Though unbelief suggest, Why should we longer wait ? He bids us never give him rest. But be importunate. 4 Jesus the Lord will hear His chosen, when they cry ; Yes, though he may awhile forbear, He'll help them from on high. 68 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer ; He himself has bid me pray, Therefore will not say me nay. fs. 50 PRAYER. 2 Lord, I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast ; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 3 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer ; As my guide, my guard, my friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 4 Show me what I have to do. Every hour my strength renew ; Let me live a life of faith. Let me die thy people's death. 69 Music — Book of Praise. C. M. Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat. Where Jesus answers prayer ; There humbly fall before his feet. For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea. With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest hardened souls to thee, And such, O Lord, am L 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed. By war without and fears within, I come to thee for rest. PRAYER. 51 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 O wondrous love ! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame. That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. 70 Music — Golden Chain. CM. 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 Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 52 PRAYER. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, " Behold, he prays." 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. 71 Music— Golae7i Censer. 8'j 6>» fs. Lord, I hear of showers of blessings Thou art scattering full and free ; Showers the thirsty land refreshing ; Let some droppings fall on me. Chorus. Even me, even me, Let some droppings fall on me. 2 Pass me not, O God my father. Sinful though my heart may be ; Thou mightst leave me, but the rather Let thy mercy fall on me. — Cho. 3 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour, Let me live and cling to thee: Fain I'm longing for thy favor ; Whilst thou'rt calling, call for me. Cho. PRAYER. 53 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see : Witnesses of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me. — Cho. 5 Love of God, so pure and changeless : Blood of Christ, so rich and free: Grace of God, so rich and boundless, Magnify it all in me. — Cho. 6 Pass me not, thy lost one bringing; Bind my heart, O Lord, to thee ; Whilst the streams of life are springing. Blessing others, oh ! bless me. — Cho. 72 Music — Golden Chain. 8's. Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and washes known : In seasons of distress and grief My soul has often found relief. And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, Thy wings shall my petition bear To him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless : And since he bids me seek his face. Believe his word, and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care. And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 54 PRAYER. 3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, May I thy consolation share ; Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 1 view my home, and take my flight : This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize ; And shout, while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. ■ 3 c.M. Dear refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrov/s rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll. My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief. For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail. And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, wJtiere shall 1 flee ? Thou art my only trust, — ■ And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still, Here let my soul retreat ; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. I PRAYER. 55 74 75 Music — S. S. Banner. 6's 6-» 4 s. Lord, at thy mercy-seat, Humbly I fall, Pleading thy promise sweet, Lord, hear my call ; Now let thy work begin, Oh, make me pure within, Cleanse me from every sin, Jesus, my all. Tears of repentant grief Silently fall, Help thou my unbelief. Hear thou my call. Oh, how I pine for thee ! 'Tis all my hope, my plea, Jesus has died for me, Jesus, my all. Hark ! hov/ the words of love Tenderly fall. Ere to the realms above, Heard is my call. Now every doubt has flown, Broken my heart of stone •, Lord, I am thine alone, Jesus, my all. Music — Songs of Devotion, Jesus, keep me near the cross. There a precious fountain. Free to all, a healing stream, Flows from Calvary's mountain. 56 PRAYER. Chorus. In the cross, in the cross Be my glory ever, Till my raptured soul shall find Rest beyond the river. 2 Near the cross, a trembling soul, Love and mercy found me ; There the bright and morning star Shed its beams around me. — Cho. 3 Near the cross ! O Lamb of God, Bring its scenes before me ; Help me walk from day to day With its shadow o'er me. — Cho. 4 Near the cross I'll watch and wait. Hoping, trusting ever, Till I reach the golden strand Just beyond the river. — Cho. 76 Music — Songs of Devotion. More love to thee, O Christ ! More love to thee : Hear thou the prayer I make On bended knee ; This is my earnest plea : More love, O Christ ! to thee, More love to thee. PRAYER. 57 2 Once earthly joy 1 craved, Sought peace and rest : Now thee alone I seek, Give what is best ; This all my prayer shall be, More love, O Christ ! to the^, More love to thee. 3 Let sorrow do its work. Send grief and pain ; Sweet are thy messengers, Sweet their refrain When they can sing with me. More love, O Christ ! to thee. More love to thee. 4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper thy praise; This be the partmg cry, My heart shall raise. This still its prayer shall be : More love, O Christ, to thee, More love to thee ! 77 Music — Book of Worship. 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. 58 PRAYER. 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 ! 78 79 Music — Book of Praise. 8's &^ fs. Of thy love some gracious token Grant us, Lord, before we go ; Bless thy word which has been spoken. Life and peace on all bestow ! When we join the world again, Let our hearts with thee remain ; Oh, direct us And protect us. Till we gain the heavenly shore Music — Book of Praise. 8's, fs &^ ^s Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us, O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us. For we have no help but thee ; Yet possessing Every blessing, If our God our Father be. 2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us ; All our weakness thou dost know Thou didst tread this earth before us. PRAYER. t;9 Thou didst feel its keenest woe ; Lone and dreary, Faint and weary, Through the desert thou didst go. 80 7s. Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee ; Thou, whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes without, within, Pardon each infirmity. Open fault and secret sin. Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity. Now from thy eternal throne Jesus, look with pitying eye. Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 81 Music — Golden Shower. S. M, The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear ! Oh ! may we all remember well The night of death draws near. 6o PRAYER. 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest ; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what we here possessed. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears ; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. 82 Music — So7igs of Devotion. Jesus, my Saviour, Cleanse me from sin : Make me thy temple : Dwell thou therein ; Gentle and holy, Loving and mild. Make me to worship Thee, as a child. Chorus. Jesus, thou only Canst comfort me when lonely O Jesus, my Saviour, Draw near unto me ! 2 Longing for something Earth cannot give ; Hoping and striving, Daily I live. But in thy presence Conflict must cease ; Saviour, dear Saviour, Grant me thy peace. — Cho. PRAYER. 6l Cleanse me, oh, cleanse me From every stain ! Near me, oh, near me, Ever remain ! Jesus, my Saviour, Never depart ; Make thy pure temple Here in my heart ! — Cho. 83 Music — Sicilian Hymn, Saviour ! visit thy plantation ; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ; All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again. 2 Keep no longer at a distance ; Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thy assistance, Every plant should droop and die. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in prayers ; Let each one esteemed thy servant. Shun the world's enticing snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power \ Turn the stony heart to flesh, And begin, from this good hour, To revive thy work afreshc PRAYER. 84 CM. Oh that I knew the secret place, ^ Where I might find my God! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain, How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 3 He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God ; I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, And for my Saviour's blood. 4 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrows there. 85 Book of Worship. C. M. Oh that the Lord would guide my way To keep his statutes still ! Oh that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 Oh, send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon my heart ; Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. Nor act the liar's part. PRAYER. 63 3 From vanity turn off mine eyes ; Let no corrupt design Nor covetous desire arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere : Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet, since I've not forgot thy way, Restore thy wandering sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands Offend against my God. 86 Music — Book of Worship. C. M. Calm me, my God, and keep me calm : Let thine outstretched wing Be like the shade of Elim's palm, Beside her desert spring, 2 Yes, keep me calm, though loud and rude The sounds my ear that greet — Calm in the closet's solitude. Calm in the bustling street, — 64 PRAYER. 3 Calm in the hour of buoyant health, Cahn in the hour of pain : Calm in my poverty or wealth, Calm in my loss or gain, — 4 Calm in the sufferance of wrong, Like him who bore my shame ; Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng. Who hate thy holy name. 5 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Soft resting on thy breast ; Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, And bid my spirit ^est. 87 Father of mercies, God of love, Send down thy Spirit from above ; Let me his sacred influence feel, To quicken, purify and heal. 2 He is the source of every grace, Of light, and life, and holiness ; By him alone may I be taught, And all my works in him be wrought. 3 Oh, let thy Holy Spirit come. And make my heart his constant home There his abundant grace display. And lead me in a perfect way PRAYER. • 65 88 Music — Songs of Gladness. 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 ? 2 Blest be the tranquil hour of morn. And blest the hour of solemn eve, When on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. 3 For then a day-spring shines on me. Brighter than morn's ethereal glow ; And richer dews descend from thee. Than earth can know. 4 Words cannot tell what blest relief Here for my every want I find ; What strength for warfare, balm for grief; What peace of mind. 5 Oh ! till I reach yon peaceful shore. No privilege so dear shall be, As thus my inmost soul to pour ' In prayer to thee. 89 Music — Oriola. S. M Lord, teach us how to pray. And give us hearts to ask ; Or all we think, or do, or say. Will be a tiresome task. 66 PRAYER. 2 Thy Holy Spirit send, Our bosoms to inspire ; Then shall our praise to thee ascend With pure and warm desire. 3 Jesus, our great High Priest, Present our prayers above ; And spread abroad o'er all thou scest The mantle of thy love. 4 Teach us to find our bliss In earnest, fervent prayer ; For where we pray our Saviour is, And bliss is only there. 90 Music — Songs of Gladness. C. M. How sweet to be allowed to pray To God, the holy one ; With filial love and trust to say, O God, thy will be done ! 2 We in these sacred words can find A cure for every ill ; They calm and soothe the troubled mind. And bid all care be still. 3 Oh, let that will which gave me breath And an immortal soul. In joy or grief, in life or death, My every wish control. PRAYER. (fj 4 Oh, teach my heart the blessed way To imitate thy Son ! Teach me, O God, in truth to pray, " Thy will, not mine, be done." Heavenly Father, we beseech thee, Grant thy blessing ere we part ; Take us in thy care and keeping, Guard from evil every heart. Chorus. Bless the words we here have spoken, Offered prayer and cheerful strain ; If thy will, O Lord, we pray thee. Grant we all may meet again. 2 Loving Saviour, go thou with us. Be our comfort and our stay ; Grateful praise to thee we render, For the joy we feel to-day. — Cho. 3 Holy Spirit, dwell within us. May our souls thy temple be. May we tread the path to glory, Led and guided still by thee. — Cho. 4 Heavenly Father, loving Saviour, Holy Spirit, Three in One, As among thy saints and angels. So on earth, thy will be done. — Cho. 68 PRAYER. 92 Hyi7inaljij — Tu7ie, Jewett. 6's. Thy way, not mine, O Lord ! However dark it be ; Lead me by thine own hand ; Choose out the path for me. I dare not choose my lot ; I would not if I might , Choose thou for me, my God ! So shall I walk aright. 2 The kingdom that I seek Is thine ; so let the way That leads to it be thine, Else I must surely stray. Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem ; Choose thou my good and ill. 3 Choose thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health ; Choose thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small ; Be thou my guide, my strength, My wisdom and my all. Q O /s, 6's &^ 8's. ^^ Hymnal J 2g — Tune, Penitence. Jesus ! let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep ; PRAYER. 69 False to thee, like Peter. I Would fain like Peter weep. Let me be by grace restored ; On me be all long-suffering shown. Turn and look upon me, Lord ! And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince ! enthroned above, Repentance to impart. Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart ; Give what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown ; Turn and look upon me. Lord ! And break my heart of stone. 3 See me. Saviour ! from above, Nor suffer me to die ; Life and happiness and love Drop from thy gracious eye ; Speak the reconciling word. And let thy mercy melt me down. Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone ! 94 Hymnal 461 — Tune, Spohr. Father ! I know that all my life Is portioned out for me ; The changes that will surely come I do not fear to see ; I ask thee for a present mind, Intent on pleasing thee. JO PRAYER. 2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise, To meet the glad with joyful smiles. And wipe the weeping eyes ; A heart at leisure from itself To soothe and sympathize. 3 I ask thee for the daily strength To none that ask denied, A mind to blend with outward life While keeping at thy side, Content to fill a little space, If thou be glorified. * 4 And if some things I do not ask Among my blessings be, I'd have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to thee ; More careful not to serve thee much But please thee perfectly. 95 L.M. Hymnal 8jj — Tune, Retreat. From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes. There is a calm, a sure retreat ; *Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads — A place than all besides more sweet ; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. THANKSGIVING. 7 1 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 There, there on eagle wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat, 5 Oh, let my hand forget her skill. My tongue be silent, cold and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat ! 96 Music — Royal Diadem. Lo ! a fountain full and free, Overflowing ever ; Fainting heart, it is for thee, Overflowing ever ; Gushing, sparkling, never still. Taste its sweetness, drink thy fill. Refrain. Overflowing, overflowing ever. Overflowing, flowing now for thee, 2 List the murmur that it speaks, Overflowing ever ; On the soul in song it breaks, Overflowing ever ; Singing soothing souls to ease. Music of all melodies. — Ref. 72 THANKSGIVING. 3 Blessed fount ! the purest known, Overflowing ever ; Stream of life from out God's throne, Overflowing ever; Sacred blood for sinners spilt, This can cleanse away thy guilt. Ref. 97 Music — Son^s of Grace and Glory, Shout for' joy ! come before the Lord with singing ; Young and old wake the glad refrain ; Praise Jehovah ! to him your tribute bringing, Till the skies echo back the strain. Praise the Father who loves his children ever, Chant his goodness in cheerful song ; He our God will forsake his people never ; Endless praises to him belong. Shout, etc. Praise the Son, who has brought free salva- tion. Pardon, peace, through his precious blood ; Bringing home out of every tribe and nation, Wandering souls to the fold of God. Holy Spirit, our Comforter in sadness, Kindly light leading pilgrims on, Thee we praise in a grateful hymn of glad- ness With the Father and Holy Son. Shout, etc. THANKSGIVING. 73 98 C. M, Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled, And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. Thy love the power of thought bestowed. To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore, 2 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand 1 see ; Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferred by thee. In every joy that crowns my days. In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 3 When gladness wings the favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned when storms of sorrow lower. My soul shall meet thy will. My lifted eye, without a tear. The gathering storm shall see. My steadfast heart shall know no fear, — That heart will rest on thee. 99 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ; 74 THANKSGIVING. What more can he say than to us he hath said, To us who to Jesus for refuge have fled ? 2 When through fiery trials our pathway shall lie, Thy grace, all-sufficient, shall be our supply; The flame shall not hurt us, — thine only design Our dross to consume, and our gold to refine. 3 E'en down to old age all thy people shall prove Thy sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And then, when gray hairs shall our temples adorn, Like lambs we shall still in thy bosom be borne. 4 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, Thou wilt not, thou wilt not desert to its foes ; That soul — though all hell should endeavor to shake — Thou wilt not, no never, no never forsake. J~^yj Music — Golden Chain. S. M. How gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. THANKSGIVING. 7$ 2 His bounty will provide, His saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears creation up, Shall guard his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? Oh, seek your heavenly Father's throne, And peace and comfort find 1 4 His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day ; I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 101 C. p. M. 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. 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears. Exalted on his throne ; 76 THANKSGIVING. In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. Soon the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will call me home, And I shall see his face : Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. 102 CM. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds. And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole. And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place ; My never-failing treasury filled With boundless stores of grace. 4 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. THANKSGIVING. ^^ 5 Till then I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 103 CM. 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 Be saved to sin no more. 4 E'er since by taith 1 saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save. When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 78 THANKSGIVING. i U4: Miisic—S. S. Bell. I think when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How he called little children, as lambs to his fold, I should like to have been with him then. 2 I wish that his hands hid been placed on my head, That his arms had been thrown around me ; That I might have seen his kind look when he said, " Let the little ones come unto me." 3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go. And ask for a share in his love : And if I thus earnestly seek him below, I shall see him and hear him above — 4 In that beautiful place he has gone to pre- pare For all who are washed and forgiven ; And many dear children are gathering there, " For of such is the kingdom of heaven." 105 Christ is merciful and mild ; He was once a little child ; He whom heavenly hosts adore Lived on earth amnno- the poor. THANKSGIVING. 79 2 Much I wonder when I see His unbounded love to me, How he laid his glory by, When for me he stooped to die. 3 He the sick to health restored, To the poor he preached the word Even children had a share Of his love and tender care. 4 Every bird can build its nest. Foxes have their place of rest : He by whom the world was made Had not where to lay his head. 5 He who is the Lord most high Then was poorer far than I, That I might hereafter be Rich to all eternity ! 106 8's &' fs. One there is above all others Well deserves the name of Friend, His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end. 2 Which 01 ail our triends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood ? But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God. 8o THANKSGIVING. 3 When he lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name ? Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. 4 Oh for grace our hearts to soften, Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above. 107 CM. Jesus, the very thought of thee With gladness fills my breast ; But dearer far thy face to see. And in thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind ! 3 O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind thou art, How good to those who seek ! 4 And those who find thee, find a bliss Nor tongue nor pen can show ; The love of Jesus, — what it is None but his loved ones know. THANKSGIVING 8 1 108 CM. See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand With all-eng-aging 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 'twas 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. 109 Music — Book of Worship. 8's &* 6's. When, his salvation bringing, To Zion Jesus came. The children all stood singing Hosannas to his name. Nor did their zeal offend him. For as he rode along. He let them still attend him, And smiled to hear their song. And since the Lord retaineth His love for children still ; Though now as King he reigneth On Zion's heavenly hill, -82 THANKSGIVING. We'll flock around his banner, Who sits upon the throne ; And cry aloud " Hosanna To David's royal Son !" For should we fail proclaiming Our great Redeemer's praise ; The stones, our silence shaming. Might well hosannas raise. But shall we only render The tribute of our words ? No ! while our hearts are tender, They, too, shall be the Lord's. 110 Music — Musical Leaves. 8's fs. God has said, " Forever blessed Those who seek me in their youth, They shall find the path of wisdom. And the narrow way of truth." Guide us, Saviour, guide us. Saviour, In the narrow way of truth ; Guide us, Saviour, guide us, Saviour, In the narrow way of truth. Be our strength, for we are weakness : Be our wisdom and our guide ; May we walk in love and meekness. Nearer to our Saviour's side. Naught can harm us, naught can harm us. While v/e thus in thee abide ; Naught can harm us, naught can harm us, While we thus in thee abide. THANKSGIVING. 83 3 Thus when evening shades shall gather, We may turn our tearless eye To the dwelling of our Father, To our home beyond the sky ; Gently passing, gently passing To the happy land on high, Gently passing, gently passing To the happy land on high. Ill Miisic — Musical Leaves, ii's. *Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died on the tree, To open a fountain for sinners like me ; His blood is that fountain which pardon bestows, And cleanses the foulest wherever it flows. Chorus. For the Lion of Judah shall break every chain. And give us the victory again and again. 2 And when I was willing with all things to part. He gave me my bounty, his love in my heart ; So now I am joined with the conquering band Who are marching to glory at Jesus' com- mand.— Cho. 84 THANKSGIVING. 3 Though round me the storms of adversity roll. And the waves of destruction encompass my soul, In vain this frail vessel the tempest shall toss, My hopes rest secure on the blood of the cross. — Cho. 4 And when the last trumpet of judgment shall sound, And wake all the nations that sleep in the ground, Then, when heaven and earth shall be melted away, I'll sing of the blood of the cross in that day. —Cho. 112 Mtisic — Fresh Laurels. 8' s &■» fs. Jesus is our loving Saviour, He, our best, our constant friend ; In his service life is pleasure, For he loveth to the end. Loving Saviour, Here we at thy footstool bend. 2 Jesus is the children's Saviour ! 'Twas for them he shed his blood ; Died, that poor and needy sinners Might be reconciled to God. Dying Saviour ! Bearing thus our sinful load. THANKSGIVING. 85 3 Jesus is the children's Saviour! " Suffer them," he says, " to come ;" If they seek his face and favor. They shall share his heavenly home. Risen Saviour ! Never more from thee to roam. 4 Loving, suffering, dying Saviour ! Risen, glorious on thy throne, Haste the day when every idol Shall by truth be overthrown, And the kingdoms Of the earth to thee belong. 113 Music — Songs of Devotion. 8's 6^ fs. Ever near us, ever near us, Bending o'er us as we pray, With his loving presence Jesus Cheers us on our homeward way. Chorus. Ever near,, ever near, Watching o'er us day "by day, Ever near, ever near. As we tread our homeward way. 2 Ever near us, ever near us, In our bitter loneliness, Sweetly comes this gentle Jesus, Blessing us in tenderness. 86 THANKSGIVING. 3 Ever near us, ever near us, When the loves of life depart, Gently healing comes this Jesus, Binding up the wounded heart. 4 Ever near us, ever near us, As we cross the swelling tide. Through the storm our life-boat Jesus Bears us to the other side. 114- ■^ -^ ^^ Music — Happy Voices. Far from the fold of Jesus, I, a wayward child, Like a straying lam.b had wandered Into deserts wild ; But the gentle Shepherd sought me, Won me by his charms ; Safe away from danger brought me, In his loving arms. Chorus. Praise Jesus, gentle Shepherd, Saviour, loving, mild ; Jesus' name is sweetest music To the Christian child. 2 To his bosom close he pressed me, Pardoned all my sin. Led me by the stillest waters. Into pastures green. Now all day I'm glad and joyful, Happy in his love ; All the night my rest is peaceful. Guarded from above. — Cho. THAXKSGIVIN'G. Sj Evermore I'll trust in Jesus, He shall be my Guide ; No allurement shall entice me From my Shepherd's side. By and by, from earth's temptations He will give me rest, And in heaven's greener pastures Make me ever blest. — Cho. 115 CM. Joy to the world, the Lord is come, Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ. While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows 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. 88 THANKSGIVING. X X D Music— Book of Worship. Hail to the Lord's Anointed ! Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, — To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth. And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness, in fountains. From hill to valley flow. 3 For him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end ; The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand forever, That name to us is — Love. 117 Music — Book of Worship. L. M. Oh, 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. THANKSGIVING. 89 2 I would forever speak his name, In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 118 H.M. Come, every pious heart, That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame ; Tell all above, and all below. The debt of love to him you owe. He left his starry 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 ? From the dark grave he rose, The mansions of the dead, And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led ; Up through the sky the conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour God. Jesus, we ne'er can pay The debt we owe thy love ; Yet tell us how we may Our gratitude approve ; Our hearts, our all to thee we give, — The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 90 THANKSGIVING. 119 8's 6'$. 124 MISSIONARY I wish that I could tell them How Jesus came to die, When he for little children Left his bright throne on high ; And all the sad, sad story Of sorrow which he bore, When for his crown of glory A crown of thorns he wore. — Cho. And so each morn and evening, W'hene'er I kneel in prayer, I'll ask the gracious Saviour To send his gospel there ; That in the glorious city In which he dwells above. We all may sing together Of his redeeriiing love. — Cho. 160 Music — Golde7i Chain . Over the ocean wave, far, far away, There the poor heathen live, waiting for day: Groping in ignorance, dark as the night, No blessed Bible to give them the light. Chorus. Pity them, pity them. Christians at home. Haste with the bread of life, hasten and come. 2 Here, in this happy land, we have the light Shining from God's own word, free, pure and bright ; Shall we not send to them Bibles to read, Teachers, and preachers, and all that they need ? — Cho. MISSIONARY. 125 3 Then vvhile the mission ships glad tidings bring, List ! as that heathen band joyfully sing, " Over the ocean wave, oh ! see them come, Bringing the bread of life, guiding us home." Cho. 161 Music — Golaen Censer. H. M. Blow ye the trumpet, blow — The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound. The year of jubilee is come. Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb : Redemption by his blood Through all the lands proclaim ; The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pardoning grace , Ye happy souls, draw near. Behold your Saviour's face ; The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 4 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made ; 26 MISSIONARY. Ye weary spirits, rest, Ye mournful souls, be glad ; The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 162 Music — Choral Ha7'p. fs &=> ffs. Now be the gospel banner In every land unfurled, And be the shout, Hosanna ! Re-echoed through the world ; Till every isle and nation, Till every tribe and tongue, Receive the great salvation. And join the happy throng. What though the embattled legions Of earth and hell combine, His arm throughout their regions Shall soon resplendent shine ; Ride on, O Lord, victorious, Immanuel, Prince of Peace, Thy triumph shall be glorious, Thy empire still increase. Yes, thou shalt reign forever, O Jesus, King of Kings; Thy light, thy love, thy favor, Each ransomed captive sings : The isles for thee are waiting, The deserts learn thy praise ; The hills and valleys greeting, The song responsive raise. MISSIONARY. 127 i f^ q L.M, Am\J^ Hym7ial 6ij — Tune, Afendon. Ascend thy throne, almighty King ! And spread thy glories all abroad ; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners see thy face ; Bring daring rebels to thy feet. Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; Let saints and angels praise thy name. Be thou through heaven and earth adored. 1 R4. ^ ^ i \^^E Bymnal 6iy — Tune, All Saints, Jesus ! thy church with longing eyes For thine expected coming waits ; When will the promised light arise, And glory beam from Zion's gates ? 2 E'en now, when tempests round ps fall • And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, Thy words with pleasure we recall. And deem that our redemption's nigh. 3 Oh, come and reign o'er every land ; Let Satan from his throne be hurled, All nations bow to thy command. And grace revive a dying world. 128 MISSIONARY. 4 Teach us in watchfulness and prayer To wait for tlie appointed hour, And fit us by tliy grace to share The triumphs of thy conquering power. 165 L.M. Hymnal 621 — Time, Stojiefield. Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake, Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne. " I am Jehovah — God alone ;" Thy voice their idols shall confound. And cast their altars to the ground. 3 No more let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt. But to each conscience be applied The blood that flov/ed from Jesus' side. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim, In every land declare thy name. Till adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. •*- ^^ Hym7ial 62J — Tu?ie, Brow?i. C. M. Behold, the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise, On mountain tops, above the hills. And draw the wondering eyes. MISSIONARY. 129 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow ; " Up to the hill of God," they say, "And to his house we'll go." 3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill Shall lighten every land ; The King who reigns in Salem's towers, Shall all the world command. 4 No longer hosts encountering hosts Their millions slain deplore ; They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. J^vJi Hymnal 62^ — Tune, Groton. C. M. Jesus, immortal King ! arise, Rise and assert thy sway, Till earth, subdued, its tribute bring. And distant lands obey. 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqucjror ! ride, Till all thy foes subm.it, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at thy feet. 3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly This spacious earth around, Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. 130 MISSIONARY. 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored, And earth, with all her millions, shout Hosannas to the Lord. X D O Hy7?inal 643— Tune, Webb, fs (S- ffs. The morning light is breaking ; The darkness disappears ; The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears. Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war. 2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us In many a gentle shower, And brighter scenes before us Are opening every hour; Each cry to heaven going Abundant answers brings. And heavenly gales are blowing With peace upon their wings. 3 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love. And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above ; While sinners, now confessing, The gospel call obey, And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day. MISSIONARY. 131 Blest river of salvation ! Pursue thine onward way ; Flow thou to every nation, Nor in thy richness stay — Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home Stay not till all the holy Proclaim "The Lord is come.' 1 RQ J- ^ ^ Hyni7ial 6jg — Tune, Avison. P. M. Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing ; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. Zion, the marvelous story be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth ; The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 2 Tell how he cometh ; from nation to nation. The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round ; How free to the faithful he offers salvation ! How his people with joy everlasting are crowned ! Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 132 MISSIONARY. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing. And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing ; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. J. I v^ //ymna/648 — Tune,Zion. 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 mournful. All 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. 3 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 will quickly send. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, All thy warfare now is past, MISSIONARY. 133 God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee, Peace and joy are come at last ; All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. 171 L.M. Hymnal 6og — Tune, Missionary Chant. Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Emmanuel's name ; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease. And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then we shall meet to part no more — Meet, with the blood-bought throng to fall. And crown our Jesus Lord of all. 172 Hymnal 6^6 — Tune, Elthant. fs. Hasten, Lord ! the glorious time When, beneath Messiah's sway. Every nation, every clime. Shall the gospel's call obey. 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own, Heathen tribes his name adore ; Satan and his host, o'erthrown. Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 134 MISSIONARY. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness and joy and peace Undisturbed shall ever reign. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; Ever praise his glorious name ; All his mighty acts record ; All his wondrous love proclaim. 1 7S ^' J. i %J Hyimial ^2^ — Tune, Metidelssohn. Hark ! the song of jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness of the sea When it breaks upon the shore ; Hallelujah ! for the Lord God omnipotent shall reign : Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound From the centre to the skies Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies. See Jehovah's banner furled. Sheathed his sword, he speaks — 'tis done; And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 " He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway ; He shall reign when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away ; DEATH AND JUDGMENT I35 Then the end : beneath his rod, Man's last enemy shall fall ; Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all." 1 74- -^ ■ ■■- Music — G. H. (Sn> S. So7igs, N'o. 2. \Vhen peace, like a river, attendeth my way. When sorrows like sea billows roll ; Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say It is well, it is well with my soul. Chorus. It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. 2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed his own blood for my soul.— Cho. 3 Aly sin — oh! the bliss ofthis glorious thought — ]My sin — not in part but the whole, Is nailed to his cross, and I bear it no more ; Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul. — Cho. 4 And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight. The clouds be rolled back as a scroll. The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, " Even so " — it is well with my soul. Cho. 136 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 175 Music — Golde7i Shower. L. M. Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep ; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet ! 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 hicrh. 176 Music — Zions Jubilee. 8' s 6^ fs. Where we oft have met in gladness, On the holy Sabbath day. Now we gather, in our sadness, Mourning over one away : Tears are falling On this holy Sabbath day. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 1 37 2 One we loved has left our number, — In the narrow dwelling laid ; There to rest, in dreamless slumber, Till the trump that wakes the dead : When the angel From their slumbers wakes the dead. 3 But while we in sadness gather, Mourning thus for one away, Lo, the angels say, "Another Joins our holy song to-day ! " Weep no longer ; Join with them the sacred lay. 4 Let our grief, then, turn to gladness, As we praise the saving love. Which o'er every shade of sadness Sheds the light of joys above : Grief dispelling By the light of joys above. 177 As the twilight shadows fall, Let us, in the closing day, * Mark the solemn hour when all Earthly things shall fade away. In the grave to which we haste, No repentance can be found ; Shall we then our moments waste. While we stand on trial-ground ? 7s. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 3 Ere the coming of that night, (When its coming who shall say?) Let us do with all our might. Strive and labor, watch and pray. 4 Lord, do thou thy grace impart ; Penitence and faith bestow ! Come and sanctify each heart, Let us thy salvation know. 5 That when waning years have fled, And these scenes have passed away Rising with the summoned dead, We may wake to endless day. 178 L.M. How blest the righteous when they die. When holy souls retire to rest ! How mildly beams the closing eye! How gently heaves the 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. 3 Farewell, conflicting hope? and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell ; How bright the unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 1 39 4 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies ; While heaven and earth combine to say, " How blest the rig^hteous when he dies !" 179 Music — 5. 5. Hozanna. fs &^ d's. 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 will 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. 180 Music — Fresh Laurels. 6's. One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er I'm nearer my home to-day, Then I have been before. 140 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 2 Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be ; I'm nearer the great white throne, Nearer the jasper sea : 3 Nearer the bound of hfe Where we lay our burdens down And nearer the time to leave The cross and wear the crown. 181 Music — So7igs of Devotion. Some are sowing their seed in the daylight fair ; They are sowing seed in the noonday's glare ; They are sowing seed in the soft twilight ; They are sowing their seed in the solemn night. Chorus. What shall the harvest be ? What shall the harvest be ? What shall the harvest be ? What shall the harvest be ? Some are sowing their seed of word and deed, Whichthe cold know not, nor the carelessheed; Oh ! the gentle word, and the kindest deed, Thathave blestthe sad heart in its sorest need. Sweet shall the harvest be, etc. Some are sowing the seed of noble deed, With a sleepless watch and an earnest heed ; With a ceaseless hand in the earth they sow. And the fields are all whitening where'er they so- Rich will the harvest be. etc. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. I41 4 Whether sown in the darkness, or sown in the light; Whether sown in weakness, or sown in might ; Whether sown in meekness, or sown in wrath, In the broadest highway or the shadowy path, Sure will the harvest be, etc. 182 L. M. We are but young — yet we may sing The praises of our heavenly King ; He made the earth, the sea, the sky, And all the starry worlds on high. 2 We are but young — yet we have heard The gospel news, the heavenly Word ; If we despise the only way. Dreadful will be the judgment day. 3 We are but young — yet we must die ; Perhaps our latter end is nigh ; Lord, may we early seek thy grace, And find in Christ a hiding-place ! 4 We are but young — we need a guide, Jesus, in thee we would confide ; Oh ! lead us in the path of truth. Protect and bless our helpless youth. 183 Music — Book of Worship, S. M. A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come. And we shall be with those that rest, Asleep within the tomb. 142 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. Chorus. Then, oh, my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day ; Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 2 A few more storms shah beat On this wild, rocky shore, And we sha J be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more. — Cho. 3 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears. And we shall weep no more. — Cho. 4 A few more Sabbaths here Shall cheer us on our way : And we shall reach the endless rest, Th' eternal Sabbath day. — Cho. 184 Music — Fresh Laurels. 8's &^ 6's. When he cometh, when he cometh. To make up his jewels, All his jewels, precious jewels, His loved and his own : Chorus. Like the stars of the morning, His bright crown adorning, They shall shine in their beauty, Bright gems for his crown. DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 1 43 He will crather he will gather The gems for his kingdom ; All the pure ones, all the bright ones, His loved and his own. — Cho. Little children, little children, Who love their Redeemer, Are the jewels, precious jewels, His loved and his own. — Cho. 185 Is it true that I must lie In the graveyard, by and by, And with others, gone before, Sleep till time shall be no more ? Is it true, oh ! is it true ? 2 Is it true, as many say. Life is but a passing day. And that heaven is lost or won Ere this fleeting day has flown ? Is it true, oh ! is it true ? 3 Is it true that on the cross Jesus bled and died for us. And, while hanging on the tree Upward sent a prayer for me ? Is it true, oh, is it true ? 4 Is it true that all death's slain Will arise and live again, And to final judgment go. Some for bliss, and some for woe ? Is it true, oh, is it true ? 144 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. 186 c.p.M. When thou, my righteous Judge, shait come To take thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die. Be found at thy right hand ? 2 I love to meet among them now, Before thy feet with them to bow. Though vilest of them all ; But, can I bear the piercing thought ! What if my name should be left out When thou for them shalt call ? 3 O Lord, prevent it by thy grace — Be thou my only hiding-place, In this, the accepted day ; Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Among thy saints let me be found, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face ; Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 187 Only waiting till the shadows Are a little lon^-er g-rown : DEATH AND JUDGMENT. I45 Only waiting till the glimmer Of the day's last beam is flown — Till the night of death is faded From the heart once full of day, Till the stars of heaven are breaking Through the twilight soft and gray. Chorus. I am waiting, only waiting For the summons to the grave — And I'm trusting, solely trusting In almighty power to save. 2 Only waiting till the reapers Have their last sheaf gathered home, For the summer-time is ended, And the autumn winds have come. Quickly, reapers, gather quickly All the ripe hours of my heart, For the bloom of life is withered, And I hasten to depart. — Cho. 3 Only waiting til! the angels Open wide the crystal gate, At whose feet I long have lingered, Weary, poor and desolate. Even now I hear their footsteps, - And their voices far away ; If they call me, I am waiting. Only waiting to obey. — Cho. 4 Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown : Only waiting till the glimmer Of the dav's last beam is flown — 146 DEATH AND JUDGMENT. Then, from out the gathering darkness, Holy, deathless stars will rise. By whose light my soul will gladly Wing its passage to the skies. — Cho. 188 Music — Charm. Through the valley of the shadow I must go, Where the cold waves of Jordan roll ; But the promise of my Shepherd will, I know, Be the rod and the staff to my soul. Even now down the valley as I glide, I can hear my Saviour say, "Follow me ! " And with him I'm not afraid to cross the tide, There's a light in the valley for me. There's a light in the valley. There's a light in the valley. There's a light in the valley for me, And no evil will I fear While my Shepherd is so near, There's a light in the valley for me. Now the rolling of the billows I can hear, As they beat on the turf-bound shore ; But the beacon light of love so bright and clear. Guides my bark, frail and lone, safely o'er. I shall find down the valley no alarms, For my Saviour's blessed smile I can see : DEATH AND JUDGMENT. I47 He will bear me in his loving, mighty arms, There's a light in the valley for me. There's a light in the valley, There's a light in the valley. There's a light in the valley for me, And no evil will I fear While my Shepherd is so near, There's a light in the valley for me. 189 In the silent midnight watches, List — thy bosom's door ! How it knocketh, knocketh, knocketh, Knocketh evermore ! Say not 'tis thy pulses beating, 'Tis thy heart of sin ; 'Tis thy Saviour knocks, and crieth, " Rise, and let me in ! " Death comes down with reckless footsteps, To the hall and hut ; Think you death will tarry knocking, When the door is shut ? Jesus waiteth, waiteth. waiteth*, But the door is fast ; Grieved, away thy Saviour goeth, Death breaks in at last. Then 'tis time to stand entreating Christ to let thee in ; At the gate of heaven beating, Wailing for thy sin ? 148 TEMPFRANXE. Nay ! alas, thou guilty creature ! Hast thou, then, forgot? Jesus waited long to know thee, Now he knows thee not ! 1 QO J. %J \^ Music — Songs of Devotion. Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave ; Weep o'er the erring one, Lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. Chorus. Rescue the perishing, Care for the dying ; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 2 Though they are slighting him. Still he is waiting. Waiting the penitent child to receive. Plead with them earnestly, Plead with them gently. He will forgive if they only believe. — Cho. 3 Down in the human heart. Crushed by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore. Touched by a loving heart, Wakened by kindness, Chords that vv-ere broken will vibrate once more. — Cho. TEMPERANCE. 149 Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it ; Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide. Back to the narrow way Patiently win them ; Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died. Cho. 191 Music — Golden Chain. ifs. Chide mildly the erring, Kind language endears, Grief follows the sinful. Add not to their tears ; Avoid with reproaches Fresh pain to bestow, The heart which is stricken Needs never a blow. 2 Chide mildly the erring, Jeer not at their fall, If strength be but human, How weakly were all ! What marvel that footsteps Should wander astray. When tempests so shadow Life's wearisome way. 3 Chide mildly the erring. Entreat them with care, Their natures are mortal. They need not despair. 1 50 TEMPERANCE. We all have some frailty, We all are unwise, The grace which redeems us Must come from the skies. 192 Music — Your Mission. Leagued with all the powers of darkness. Foe to every friend of truth ; In our midst behold the tempter, Dealing poison to our youth. See him press, with gentle whisper, To their lips the fatal bowl ; While its maddening drops bewilder Every feeling of the soul. Step by step he leads his victim To the verge of dread despair ; Hurls him o'er the brink of ruin, Laughs, and leaves him helpless there. Widowed hearts and homes deserted ; Helpless children, orphans made, — What a picture ! God of mercy ! Let this cruel tide be stayed. Friends of temperance. Christian workers. Let your glorious standard wave ; Up and arm yourselves for conflict. Fired with zeal and courage brave. Touch not, taste not, be your motto. And your watchword in the fight ; God will give you strength to conquer. He'll protect you in the right. TEMPERANCE. I5I 193 Tune — Duke Street. Come, happy children, let us sing, The pleasures that from temperance spring, Come, let the world with wonder see, How blithe pure water-drinkers be. 2 The lovely clouds on high behold, Flying like birds with wings of gold, From river, lake, and mighty sea. The clouds pure water-drinkers be. 3 Behold the woods, how gladly opes Each bursting bud to drink sweet drops Of early dew — bright, falling free ; The woods pure water-drinkers be. 4 See, see, how merrily the flowers Quaff gentle Summer's welcome showers — How fresh, how fair, how full of glee I The flowers pure water-drinkers be. 5 When God such boundless bounty showers — On clouds and hills, and woods and flowers, And little birds — why should not we, His children, water-drinkers be ? 194 Tune — Baler ma . There is a drink that leads mankind Along the downward way, But we together have combined To put that drink away. 152 TEMPERANCE. 2 Dear Saviour, guide us in the right, By thine ahnighty power, And help us by thy Spirit's might, In every trying hour. 1 y & Tune— Old Hundred. Come, friends of temperance, ere we part Join every voice and every heart ; One solemn hymn to God we raise — One final song of grateful praise, 2 Together we may meet no more ; But there is yet a happier shore ; And there released from toil and pain, May we forever meet again. 196 Tune — Zion. From the mountain top and valley. See ! the banner streaming high ! While the sons of freedom rally. To the widow's lonely cry. Sisters weeping, Bids us to the rescue fly. 2 Must we see the drunkard reeling, Void of reason — to the grave ? Where's the heart so dead to feeling, Who would not a wanderer save ? God of mercy, 'Tis thy blessing now we crave. TEMPERANCE. 1 53 3 Dearest Saviour, oh, relieve us, Unto thee we humbly bow ; Let that fiend no more deceive us ; Grant thy loving favor now, While against him, Here v/e pledge a sacred vow. jL%Ji Music — Scots Wha hae. Friends of temperance swell the song, Young and old the strain prolong, Make the temperance army strong. And on to victory. Lift your banners, let them wave. Onward march, a world to save ! Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy. 2 Shrink not when the foe appears, Spurn the coward's guilty fears ; Hear the shrieks, behold the tears Of ruined families. Raise the cry in every spot — " Touch not, taste not, handle not," Who would be a drunken sot. The worst of miseries ? 3 Give the aching bosom rest, Carry joy to every breast, By living soberly. Raise the glorious watchword high, " Touch not, taste not," till you die Let the echo reach the sky, And earth keep jubilee. 54 TEMPERANCE. X U O Tune— Happy Land. There is a happy time, not far away, When temperance truth shall shine, bright, bright as day ; Oh, then we 11 sweetly sing, make the hills and valleys ring, Earth shall her tribute bring — it's not far away. 2 Bright in our happy band beams every eye ; Pledged with our heart and hand, love can- not die ; On, then, to temperance run, be both health and virtue won. Bright as the noon-day sun shines in the sky. 3 Come, join the temperance band, come, come away ; Why will ye doubting stand ? why still delay ? Oh, we shall happy be, when we're from intem- perance free ; Haste ! from the danger flee ! haste, haste away ! 4. Haste, then, the happy time, not far away. When temperance truth shall shine, bright, bright as day, Oh, then, we'll sweetly sing, make the hills and valleys ring. Earth shall her tribute bring — it's not far away. TEMPERANCE. 1 55 199 Tune — Orionville. Great God, thy presence we implore While we together meet ; With reverence would we humbly bow Before thy gracious seat. 2 Let truth and temperance prevail Throughout our favored land, And may a numerous host come forth To join our growing band. 3 Let young and old, let rich and poor, Their energies unite. Until all people, climes and tongues In temperance delight. 200 Tune — The Star-spangled Banner. Oh ! say, don't you see as in triumph it waves. Yon high-floating banner, the emblem of virtue ? As a beacon it shines the inebriate to save, It points to salvation from ^wine's base allurements. In language that's clear. It speaks to the ear, Stop, mortal, reflect ! of the wine-cup beware ! *Tis the temperance banner, and long may it wave, The emblem of virtue, the drunkard to save. 1 56 TEMPERANCE. 2 Long, long had the tyrant, old Alcohol, reigned. And spread devastation in every depart- ment ; While millions, his victims, were annually slain, And hundreds and thousands have died broken-hearted; But lo ! from above, The angel of love Presented this emblem, and faithful 'twill prove ; 'Tis the temperance banner, and long may it wave, The emblem of virtue, the drunkard to save. 3 Oh ! haste then, ye tipplers, no longer dela,y. Let reason direct you to shun each temp- tation ; Oh ! sign now the pledge, 'tis the only sure way, To save you from sinking in low degra- dation ; For conquer we must, Our cause, it is just, Pure water's our motto, in God is our trust ; The temperance banner, long, long may it wave, The emblem of virtue, the drunkard to save. 2ni ^^ -*■ Chimes — Tune, Zion. Round the temperance standard rally All the friends of human kind ; TEMPERANCE. 1 57 Snatch the devotees of folly, Wretched, perishing, and blind ; Kindly tell them, How they comfort now may find. 2 Bear the blissful tidings onward, Bear them all the world around ; Let the myriads thronging downward Hear the sweet and blissful sound, And obeying, In the paths of peace be found. 3 Plant the temperance standard firmly ; Round it live and round it die • Young and old defend it sternly Till we gain the victory ; And all nations Hail the happy jubilee. 4 Now unto the Lamb forever. Fountain of all light and love, Let the glory fading never Be ascribed to him above, Whose compassion, Did the friends of temperance move. 202 Chimes — Tune, Webb. Lift high the tem.perance banner ! Ay, proudly let it wave, To save the poor inebriate From a degraded grave. 158 TEMPERANCE. Then, Christian, at your station, To quell the raging storm ; Let hearts and hands united Strive for a glad reform. Come, join the noble army. Enlist now for the fight : Maintain our nation's honor, Firm stand ye for the right. Promote the cause of temperance To assist poor, fallen man ; Put on the glorious armor ; Be foremost in the van. Then rally round the standard. And let the work go on, Until the last dim vestige Ot intemperance is gone. Be earnest in the battle, Your weapons boldly wield ; You'll surely gain the victory, And make the monster yield. 203 Music — Chimes. We're on the road that leads along, By pleasant field and valley ; To speed the right, we all unite, Our forces we must rally, Then come away, Without delay, Your hearts and voices bringing ; For we will make The echoes wake. And join us in our singing. TEMPERANCE. 1 59 Chorus. We're chiming the temperance songs, We're chiming the temperance songs, Chiming, chiming the temperance songs. 2 Whene'er we can, we mean to break The chain that is enslaving, For surely we must all agree, A soul is worth the saving. From noxious air, From dark despair, We'll lift the soul degraded, Till with delight He sees the right : To join us is persuaded. — Cho. 204- V^ ^C Music — Marc hi7ig A lojig. The army of temperance is gathering its men From hill-top and mountain, from valley and glen ; Cold water's our beverage, we are lusty and strong, Then come join our army and be marching along. Chorus. Marching along — we are marching along, Come join our army and be marching along ; Cold water will make us both valiant and strong. Then come join our army and be marching along. l6o INVITATION. 2 King Alcohol's army is mustering in might, Then come to the rescue, come, join in the fight; With love on our banner and love in our song, We're sure now to win as we're marchinc: along. — Cho. 3 The foe may outnumber us many a score, But our leaders are valiant and ne'er will give o'er; Our cause is humane, we shall triumph o'er wrong, Then come join our army and be marching along. — Cho. 4 From mountain to lake, from the gulf to the strand, Our army is marching in strength through the land ; in love, faith, and purity, we still will grow strong, Then come join our army and be marching along. — Cho. 205 Music — Golden Shower. With tearful eyes I look around, Life seems a dark and | stormy | sea; Yet, 'midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly | whisper, | Come to me. INVITATION. l6l 2 It tells me of a place of rest — It tells me where my | soul may ] flee ; Oh ! to the weary, faint, opprest, How sweet the | bidding, | Come to | me. 3 When nature shudders, loath to part From all I love, en- | joy, and | see ; When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, A sweet voice | utters, j Come to me. 4 Come, for all else must fall and die, Earth is no resting- | place for | thee ; Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy j portion, | Come to | me. 5 O voice of mercy ! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and | ago- | ny, Support me, cheer me from above ! And gently | whisper, | Come to | me. 206 Music — Songs of Devotion. Take the cross without repining, Whatsoe'er thy cross may be ; Bear it up the rugged mountain, — Jesus bore a cross for thee>. Chorus. Take the cross and bear it meekly, Take the cross and bear it meekly, Take the cross and bear it meekly, Till thy work on earth is done. l62 IXVITATIOX. 2 Take the cross and learn thy duty. Learn of Him v/ho bids thee pray ; He will make it plain before thee, Seek his counsel day by day. — Cho. 3 Trials bring the promise nearer, Take the cross — thyself deny, Through the might of Him who bore thee, Thou shalt conquer by and by. — Cho. 4 Take the cross and bear it meekly, Till thy work on earth is done: Till thy soul shall reach the haven. Till thy starry crown is won. — Cho. 207 Music — Golden Chaift. 8 Hear the royal proclamation. The glad tidings of salvation. Published to every creature, To the ruined sons of nature. Chorus. Jesus reigns, Jesus reigns, Jesus reigns, Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious, Over heaven and earth most glorious, Jesus reigns, Jesus reigns, Jesus reigns. 2 See the royal banner flying. Hear the heralds loudly crying, " Rebel sinners, royal favor Now is offered by the Saviour." — Cho. INVITATION. 163 3 " Here is wine, and milk, and honey ; Come and purchase without money ; Mercy flowing from a fountain, Streaming from the holy m.ountain." Cho. 4 Shout, ye tongues of every nation, To the bounds of the creation ; Shout the praise of Judah's Lion. The Almighty Prince of Zion. — Cho. 5 Shout, ye saints, make joyful mention, Christ hath purchased our redemption ; Angels, shout the pleasing story Through the brighter worlds of glory. Cho. 208 Music — Golden Censer. Nothing, either great or small. Remains for me to do ; Jesus died, and paid it all, — Yes, all the debt I owe. Chorus. Jesus paid it all, All the debt I owe ; Jesus died and paid it all, Yes, all the debt I owe. 2 When he from his lofty throne, Stooped down to do and die, Everything was fully done ; " 'Tis finished !" was his cry. — Cho. [64 INVITATION. 3 Weary, working, plodding one, Oh, wherefore toil you so ? Cease your doing — all was done ; Yes, ages long ago. — Cho. 3 Till to Jesus* work you cling, Alone by simple faith, " Doing " is a deadly thing, Your " doing" ends in death. — Cho. 4 Cast your deadly " doing " down, Down all at Jesus' feet ; Stand in him, in him alone, All glorious and complete. — Cho. 209 Music — Golden Censer. We are coming, blessed Saviour, We hear thy gentle voice ; We would be thine forever. And in thy love rejoice. Chorus. We are coming, we are coming, We are coming, blessed Saviour, We are coming, we are coming, We hear thy gentle voice. 2 We are coming, blessed Saviour, To meet that happy band. And sing with them forever. And in thy presence stand. We are coming, etc., To meet that happy band INVITATION. 165 We are coming, blessed Saviour, Our Father's house we see — A glorious mansion ever For children young as we. We are coming, etc., Our Father's house we see. 4 We are coming, blessed Saviour, That happy home is ours ; If here we gain thy favor We'll reach those fragrant bowers. We are coming, etc.. That happy home is ours. 5 We are coming, blessed Saviour, To crown our Jesus king, And then with angels ever His praises we will sing. We are coming, etc., To crown our Jesus king. 210 Music — Go /deft Censer. Never be afraid to speak for Jesus, Think how much a word can do Never be afraid to own your Saviour, He who loves and cares for you. Chorus. Never be afraid, never be afraid, Never, never, never ; Jesus is your loving Saviour, Therefore never be afraid. [66 INVITATION. 2 Never be afraid to work for Jesus ; In his vineyard day by day Labor with a kind and willing spirit, He will all your toil repay. — Cho. 3 Never be afraid to bear for Jesus Keen reproaches when they fall ; Patiently endure your every trial, Jesus meekly bore them all. — Cho. 4 Never be afraid to live for Jesus ; If you on his care depend, Safely shall you pass through every trial, He will bring you to the end. — Cho. 211 Music — Calvary Songs. Hark ! the mighty tones sublime, Trumpet tongues of olden time — Breathing on the silent air, Shouting glory everywhere ! Hark ! again their joyful sound Rings afar, the earth around ; While a vast, adoring throng Catch the strain and join the song. Chorus. - Unto us a child is given ; Open now the gates of heaven ; Eden lost, to man restored Through the birth of Christ the Lord. INVITATION. 167 2 Mourning captive, cease thy tears ; Lo ! the promised day appears, Through the misty vale of night, Bursting in a flood of light ; Oh, what wondrous things are done By the Father, through the Son ! Oh, the smile of pardoning grace. Beaming in the Saviour's face ! — Cho. 3 Now with healing in her wings. Hark ! a white-robed angel sings: " Mortals, from the realms above I have borne my harp of love ; Hallelujah ! sing with me ; Hail our greatest Jubilee ! Sing, in purest, sweetest lays. On this holy day of days." — Cho. ^ X ^ Music— S. S. Banner. L. M. God calling yet ! shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie ? 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 1 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 ? l68 INVITATION. 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 cannot stay, My heart I yield without delay ; Vain world, farewell ! from thee I part, The voice of God hath reached my heart. 213 Music — Songs of Devotion. Come, with all thy sorrow, Weary, wandering soul ; Come to Him who loves thee,- He will make thee whole. Chorus. I|:There is rest in Jesus, Sweet, sweet rest. :|| 2 Come, in faith believing, To his will resigned ; Ask, and he will give thee ; Seek, and thou shalt find. — Cho. 3 See the door of Mercy, Wouldst thou enter there ? Knock, and he will open ; Lo ! the key is prayer.— Cho. INVITATION. 169 214. ^''' 7^' ^ 4S. Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched. Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power : He is able, He is willing ; doubt no more. 2 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings us nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you — 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Lost and ruined by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You may never come at all. Not the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to call. 215 CM. I heard the voice of Jesus say, Come unto me and rest, — 170 INVITATION. 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 griad. I heard the vo'ce 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'll walk, Till traveling days are done. 216 CM, Remember thy Creator now. In these thy youthful days : He will accept thine earliest vow ; He loves thine earliest praise. 2 Remember thy Creator now ; Seek him while he is near — For evil days will come, when thou Shalt find no comfort here. 3 Remember thy Creator now, His willing servant be ; Then when thy head in death shall bow, He will remember thee. INVITATION. 171 4 Almighty God ! our hearts indine Thy heavenly voice to hear ; Let all our future days be thine, Devoted to thy fear. 91 7 ^^ -■■ ■ Music — Happy Voices. 6" s &^ 4' s To-day the Saviour calls : Ye wanderers come. Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam ? 2 To-day the Saviour calls ; For refuge fly ; The storm of vengeance falls. Ruin is nigh. 3 To-day the Saviour calls, Oh, listen now : Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 4 The Spirit calls to-day ; Yield to his power : Oh, grieve him not away 'Tis mercy's hour. 218 Music — Calvary Songs. The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin ; The Light of the world is Jesus ; Like sunshine at noon-day his glory shone in, The Light of the world is Jesus. 172 INVITATION. Chorus. Come to the Light, 'tis shining for thee ; Sweetly the Light has dawned upon me; Once I was bHnd, but now I can see : The Light of the world is Jesus. 2 No darkness have we who in Jesus abide. The light of the world is Jesus. We walk in the Light when we follow our Guide, The Light of the world is Jesus. — Cho. 3 No need of the sunlight in heaven, we're told, The Light of the world is Jesus. The Lamb is the Light in the City of Gold, The Light of the world is Jesus. — Cho 219 Music — Calvary Songs. Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward To their home on high : Journeying e'er the desert, Gladly thus we pray, And with hearts united Take our heavenward way. Chorus. Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky. Waving wanderers onward To their homes on hic^h. INVITATION. 173 Jesus, Lord and Master, At thy sacred feet, Here with hearts rejoicing See thy children meet; Often have we left thee, Often gone astray, Keep us, mighty Saviour, In the narrow way. — Cho. 3 All our days direct us In the way we go. Lead us on victorious Over every foe ; Bid thine angels shield us When the storm-clouds lower, Pardon thou and save us In the last dread hour. — Cho. 4 Then with saints and angels May we join above, Offering endless praises At thy throne of love ; When the toil is over, Then comes rest and peace, Jesus, in his beauty ; — Songs that never cease. — Cho. 220 Music — Golden Showers. C. M. The Saviour calls ; let every ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, Hope smiles reviving round. [74 INVITATION. 2 Far every thirsty, longing heart, Here streams of bounty flow, And hfe, and health, and bhss impart To banish mortal woe. 3 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice; The gracious call obey ; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, — And can you yet delay .'' 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; To thee let sinners fly. And take the bliss that love imparts, And drink, and never die. " ^ J- Music— Book of Worship. Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now ; Just now come to Jesus, Come to Jesus, just now. [Matt. 1 1 : 28.] 2 He will save you, just now. [Acts 16: 31.J 3 He is able, just now. [Heb. 7 : 25.] 4 He is willing, just now. [2 Pet. 3 : 9.] 5 He'll receive you, just now. [John 6: 37.] 6 He'll forgive you, just now. [i John i : 9.] 7 He'll renew you, just now. [2 Cor. 5 : 17.] 8 Don't reject him, just now. [Isa. 53 : 3.] 9 Only trust him, just now. [John 5 : 12.] 10 Hallelujah, amen ! [Rev. 19: 4.] INVITATION. 175 222 Union P. M. Hymns. y's. Hasten, sinner, to be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom if you still despise, Harder is it to be won. 2 Hasten mercy to implore, Stay not for the morrow's sun. Lest thy season should be o'er, Ere this evening's course be run. 3 Hasten, sinner, to return, Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest thy lamp should cease to burn Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest, Stay not for the morrow's sun. Lest perdition thee arrest. Ere the morrow is begun. 223 L.M. Come hither, all ye weary souls. Ye heavy-laden sinners come; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 They shall find rest that learn of me ; I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea. And pride is restless as the wind. 176 INVITATION. 3 Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My 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 mould and guide us at thy will. ^ ^ ^ Mtisic— Casket. 8' s 6- fs. Hark ! I hear the Saviour calling : " Little children, come to me ; I will bless you, save you, keep you, I from sin will set you fee." Chorus. He calls again : Oh, let us, then, . With one united cry, The call obey, and humbly say — " Dear Jesus, here am I." 2 "Come," says Jesus, "in the morning Of your bright and tender youth ; I will be your guide and helper, I'm the Way, the Life, the Truth." Cho. 3 " Come without a moment's waiting. In your want and weakness come ; I will take you, I will love you, I will bring you to my home." — Cho. INVITATION. 177 " Come, for 'twas to seek and save you, I to earth from heaven came down ; Come, that 1 may have and hold you In my everlasting crown." — Cho. " Come, there's nothing now to hinder, Little child, whoe'er thou art; I for thee myself have given ; Give me back thyself — thy heart." Cho. 225 C. M. Come, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, — ■ Come with your guilt and fear oppressed And make this last resolve : 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin High as a mountain rose ; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 4 I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must forever die," 178 INVITATION. 226 Music — Songs of Gladness. My Saviour stands waiting, and knocks at the door, Has knocked, and is knocking again, I hear his kind voice ; I'll reject him no more, Nor let him stand pleading in vain. In infinite mercy he came from above. To ransom, to cleanse me from sin ; I'll yield to the voice of his merciful love, And let my dear Saviour come in. Chorus. Saviour, come in ; Cleanse me from sin ; Jesus, my Saviour, come in, come in! Enter the door. Waiting no more, Saviour, dear Saviour, come in. 2 O Saviour, my Ransom, Redeemer, and Friend, The Life, and the Truth, and the Way, On thy precious merit alone I depend ; Dwell in me, and keep me, I pray. Thy goodness hath opened the door of my heart ; — 'Tis open in welcome to thee ; Come in, blessed Saviour, and never depart ; Come in, with thy mercy, to me. — Cho. INVITATION. 179 227 "Whosoever heareth !" shout, shout the sound ! Send the blessed tidings all the world around ; Spread the joyful news wherever man is found — " Whosoever will, may come." Chorus. " Whosoever will, whosoever will," Send the proclamation over vale and hill. 'Tis a loving father calls the wanderer home — " Whosoever will, may come." 2 Whosoever cometh, need not delay — Now the door is open, enter while ye may ; Jesus is the true, the only living way — " Whosoever will, may come." — Cho. 3 " Whosoever will" — the promise is secure ; " Whosoever will" — forever must endure ; " Whosoever will" — 'tis life forevermore ; "Whosoever will, may come." — Cho. 228 Open the door for the children,* Tenderly gather them in ; In from the highways and hedges, In from the places of sin. Some are so young and so helpless, Some are so hungry and cold ; Open the door for the children — Gather them into the fold. I So INVITATION. Open the door for the children ; See, they are coming in throngs ; Bid them sit down to the banquet, Teach them your beautiful songs ! Pray you the Father to bless them. Pray you that grace may be given, Open the door for the children — Heirs of the kingdom of heaven. Open the door for the children, Take the dear lambs by the hand ; Point them to truth and to goodness, Send them to Canaan's land. Some are so young and so helpless, Some are so hungry and cold — Open the door for the children, Gather them into the fold. 229 Music — Songs of Gladness. Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to welcome thee ; O wanderer, eagerly ; Come, come to Jesus ! 2 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to ransom thee, O slave ! eternally; Come, come to Jesus ! 3 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to lighten thee, O burdened ! graciously ; Come' come to Jesus ! INVITATION. l8l 4 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to give to thee, O blind ! a vision free ; Come, come to Jesus ! 230 Music — Charm. Knocking, knocking — who is there ? Waiting, waiting, oh, how fair! 'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly, Never such was seen before ; Ah, my soul, for such a wonder, Wilt thou not undo the door ? 2 Knocking, knocking — still he's there, Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair ; But the door is hard to open. For the weeds and ivy-vine, With their dark and clinging tendrils, Ever round the hinges twine. 3 Knocking, knocking — what ! still there ? Waiting, waiting, grand and fair ; Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh — And beneath the crowned hair Beam the patient eyes, so tender, Of thy Saviour, waiting there. 231 Music — Charm. Come to the Saviour, make no delay ; Here in his word he's shown us the way ; Here in our midst he's standing to-day. Tenderly saying, " Come ! " 1 82 INVITATION. Chorus. Joyful, joyful will the meeting be, When from sin our hearts are pure and free, And we shall gather, Saviour, with thee • In our eternal home. 2 " Suffer the children ! " oh, hear his voice ; Let every heart leap forth and rejoice, And let us freely make him our choice : Do not delay, but cofne. — Cho. 3 Think once again ; he's with us to-day — Heed now his blest commands, and obey ; Hear now his accents tenderly say, " Will you, my children, come ? " — Cho. 232 Music — Pure Gold. Who'll be the next to follow Jesus ? Who'll be the next his cross to bear ? Some one is ready, some one is waiting — Who'll be the next a crown to wear ? Chorus. Who'll be the next ? Who'll be the next ? Who'll be the next to follow Jesus .'' Who'll be the next to follow Jesus .? follow Jesus now ? W^ho'll be the next to follow Jesus — Follow his weary, bleeding feet ? Who'll be the next to lay every burden Down at the Father's mercy seat ? — Cho. INVITATION. 183 3 Who'll be the next to follow Jesus ? Who'll be the next to praise his name ? Who'll swell the chorus of free redemption — Sing hallelujah! praise the Lamb 1 — Cho. 4 Who'll be the next to follow Jesus ? Down through the Jordan's rolling tide ? Who'll be the next to join with the ransomed, Singing upon the other side ? — Cho. 233 Oh, word of words the sweetest, Oh, word, in which there lie All promise, all fulfillment, And end of mystery ; Lamenting, or rejoicing. With doubt or terror nigh, I hear the " Come " of Jesus, And to his cross I fly. Refrain. ||:Come, oh, come to me, Come, oh, come to me ; Weary, heavy-laden, Come, oh, come to me.:|| O soul ! why shouldst thou wander From such a loving Friend ? Cling closer, closer to him. Stay with him to the end. Alas ! I am so helpless. So very full of sin, For I am ever wandering, And coming back again, — Ref. 1 84 INVITATION. Oh, each time draw me nearer, That soon the " Come " may be Naught but a gentle whisper To one close, close to thee ; Then over sea and mountain, Far from, or near my home, I'll take thy hand and follow. At that sweet whisper, " Come ! " Ref. 234 The Master is come, and calleth for thee. He stands at the door of thy heart ; No friend so forgiving, so gentle as he, Oh ! say, wilt thou let him depart ? Refrain. Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading, Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart. Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading, Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart. 2 The Master has come with blessings for thee, Arise, and his message receive ; Thy ransom is purchased, thy pardon is free. If thou wilt repent and believe. — Ref. 3 The Master is come, and calleth thee now, This moment what joy may be thine ; How tender the smile that illumines his brow, A pledge of his favor divine. — Ref. INVITATION. 4 He waits for thee still, then haste with delight, Oh, fly to the arms of his love, Press on to that beautiful mansion of light, Prepared in his kingdom above. — Ref. 235 Why do you wait, dear brother, Oh, why do you tarry so long ? Your Saviour is waitmg to give you A place in his sanctified throng. Chorus. Why not ? why not ? Why not come to him now ? Why not ? why not ? Why not come to him now ? 2 What do you hope, dear brother, To gain by a further delay ? There's no one to save you but Jesus, There's no other way but his way. Cho. 3 Do you not feel, dear brother, His Spirit now striving within ? Oh, why not accept his salvation, And throwoff thy burden of sin ? — Cho. 4 Why do you wait, dear brother, The harvest is passing away, Your Saviour is longing to bless you, There's danger and death in delay ? Cho. l86 FAITH. 236 d's &^ 4 s. 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. 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. While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to-day, Wipe sorrow's tear away. Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. When ends life's transient dream. When death's cold sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour, then, in love. Fear and distress remove , Oh ! bear me safe above, — A ransomed soul. FAITH. 187 237 Music — Gold €71 Shower. fs. Jesus loves me ! this I know, For the Bible tells me so ; Little ones to him belong, They are weak, but he is strong. Chorus. Yes, Jesus loves m.e, Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so. 2 Jesus loves me ! he who died Heaven's gate to open v/ide, He will wash away my sin, Let his little child come in. — Cho. 3 Jesus loves me ! loves me still, Though I'm very weak and ill ; From his shining throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie. — Cho. 4 Jesus loves me ; he will stay Close beside me, all the way ; If I love him, when I die, • He will take me home on high. — Cho. OOQ ^^^ Music — Golden Censer. &s&^4S. Fade, fade each earthly joy, Jesus is mine; Break every tender tie, Jesus is mine ; l88 FAITH, Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting-place, Jesus alone can bless.. Jesus is mine. Tempt not my soul away, Jesus is mine ; Here would I ever stay, Jesus is mine ; Perishing things cf clay, Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away, Jesus is mine. 3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus is mine; Lost in this dawning light Jesus is mine ; All that my soul has tried Left but a dismal void, — Jesus has satisfied, Jesus is mine. Farewell, mortality, Jesus is mine ; Welcome, eternity, Jesus is mine ; Welcome, O loved and blest. Welcome, sweet scenes of rest. Welcome, my Saviour's breast, Jesus is mine. FAITH. 189 239 Music — Golden Censer. Jesus is our pilot, No one else can guide Our frail bark in safety O'er life's stormy tide. When the waves of trouble Baffle human skill, He can always calm them With his '* Peace, be still !" Chorus. Jesus is our pilot ; Guided by his hand, We shall reach the haven On the golden strand. 2 Jesus is our pilot ; Leaning on his arm, We are safe from danger, Safe from fear and harm. In his strong protection Let us ever rest ; Refuge from all sorrow On his faithful breast.— Cho. 3 Jesus is our pilot, Well he knows the way From these earthly shadows To the realms of day. He can find that harbor Others seek in vain, Where, as Lord of glory, Evermore he'll reign. — Cho. 190 FAITH. 240 Music — Golden Censer. 8's. Jesus, to thy dear arms 1 flee, I have no other hope but thee ; For thou dost suffer me to come ; Oh, take a little wanderer home. 2 Jesus, I'll try my cross to bear, I'll follow thee and never fear ; From thy dear fold I would not roam ; Oh, take a little wanderer home. 3 Jesus, I cannot see thee here, * Yet still I know thou'rt very near ; Oh, say my sins are all forgiven. And I shall dwell with thee in heaven. 4 And now, dear Jesus, I am thine, Oh, be thou ever, ever mine, And let me never, never roam From thee, the little wanderer's home. 241 5. AL Our times are in thy hand, O God, we wish them there ; Our life, our friends, our souls, we leave Entirely to thy care. 2 Our times are in thy hands, Whatever they may be. Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to thee. FAITH. 191 3 Our times are in thy hand, Why should we doubt or fear ? A Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 Our times are in thy hand, Jesus, the crucified ; The hand our many sins have pierced Is now our guard and guide. 242 Music — Royal Diadem. There's rest on the bosom of Jesus, For all who are weary of sin : There's pardon and peace for the erring, For those who as conquerors win. Chorus. Rest, rest, rest, Yes ! rest for the weary and sad ; There's rest on the bosom of Jesus ; He makes all the sorrowing glad. 2 There's rest on the bosom of Jesus ; And joy that the world cannot give ; Oh, bring all your sorrows unto" him ! Oh, trust in his mercy and live ! — Cho. 3 There's rest on the bosom of Jesus, When life's day of trial is past ; Oh, let us be faithful and serve him, That we may be worthy at last ! — Cho. [92 FAITH. 4 There's rest on the bosom of Jesus ; Yes, hfe everlasting and blest ; We'll fear not the grave, for our Saviour Will lead us to heavenly rest. — Cho. ^^^^J Music — Golde7i Censer. Oh, if my house is built upon a rock, I know it will stand forever ; The floods may come and the rolling thunder's shock May beat upon my house that is founded on a rock, But it never will fall, never will fall, never, never, never. Chorus. My rock is firm, it is my sure foundation, 'Tis Jesus Christ, my loving Saviour, Jesus Christ, my loving Saviour, The rock of my salvation. :|| For He whose word is lasting as the hills, Whose truth is unchanging ever. Hath said my house on the solid rock shall stand. He'll hold it by his might in the hollow of his hand. And it never will fall, never will fall, never, never, never. — Cho. FAITH. 193 3 Oh, if my house is built upon the sand, 'Twill fall when the tloods are swelling ; The winds will blow and th2 tempest will descend, And beat upon my house that is built upon the sand. And it surely will fall — never to rise, never, never, never. — Cho. 4 Then let my house be built upon a rock, For there will it stand forever ; The floods may come, and the rolling thunder's shock May beat upon my house that is founded on a rock, But it never will fall, never will fall, never, never, never. — Cho. 244 Music — Gold €71 Censer. L. M. He leadeth me ! oh, blessed thought. Oh, words with heavenly comfort fraught ; Whate'er I do, where'er I be. Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me ! Chorus. He leadeth me ! He leadeth me ! By his own hand he leadeth me ; His faithful follower I would be, For by his hand he leadeth me. 194 FAITH. 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea — Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me ! — Cho. 3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine — Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. — Cho. 4 And when my task on earth is done, When, by thy grace, the victory's won, E'en death's cold Avave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. Cho. 245 Music — New Golden Shower. 8' s &' fs^ Precious Saviour, I have found thee, Now I feel thy power divine ; In my raptured soul reflected I can see thy glory shine. Chorus. What a change from grief to gladness, Lost in w^onder I adore; Precious Saviour, I have found thee, Thou art mine, I ask no more. 2 Earthly pleasures fading round me, Like the autumn leaf may fall ; Jesus, thou wilt give me comfort, Thou art dearer far than all. — Cho. FAITH. 195 3 I will praise thee, I will bless thee ; This my happy song shall be, When I reach the port of glory, Jesus, thou hast died for me. Chorus. Saved by grace, thy child forever. Lost in wonder, love and praise : Precious Saviour, I have found thee, Thou art mine, I ask no more. 246 Music — New Golden Shower. When clouds hang darkly o'er my way And earthly comfort dies, On thee, my Saviour and my God, My every hope relies. I hear thy Spirit's gentle voice, Thy cross by faith I see, — Thy precious blood, O dying Lamb, Redeems and makes me what I am. For thou hast died for me. My soul, confiding in thy word. Can rest securely there,- And feel at peace in every storm, Beneath thy watchful care ; A sinner lost, but saved by grace. Be this my only plea : Thy precious blood, O dying Lamb. Redeems and makes me what I am. For thou hast died for me. 196 FAITH. 3 Oh, when I leave this mortal scene, And rise to worlds of light ; Then shall I see thee as thou art Arrayed in glory bright : There by the living stream divine, My raptured song shall be : Thy precious blood, O dying Lamb, Redeems and makes me what 1 am, For thou hast died for me. 04.7 ^^^^ ■ Music — Songs of Devoti07i. Weeping will not save me — Though my face were bathed in tears, That could not allay my fears, Could not wash the sins of years — Weeping will not save rne. Chorus. Jesus wept and died for me, Jesus suffered on the tree, Jesus waits to make me free — He alone can save me. 2 Working will not save me — Purest deeds that I can do, Holiest thought and feelings too, Cannot form my soul anew — Working will not save me. — Cho. 3 Waiting will not save me — Helpless, guilty, lost, I lie ; In my ear is mercy's cry ; If I wait I can but die — Waiting? will not save mc. — Cho. FAITH. 197 4 P'aith in Christ will save me — Let me trust thy weeping Son ; Trust the work that he has done ; To his arms, Lord, help me run — Faith in Christ will save me. — Cho. 248 S.M. Hy7nnal 180 — Time, Lebanon. Jesus, my strength, my hope ! On thee I cast my care ; With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer ; Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On thee, — almighty to create, Almighty to renew. I rest upon thy word ; The promise is for me ; My succor and salvation. Lord, Shall surely come from thee ; But let me still abide. Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will. That tramples down and casts behind, The baits of pleasing ill ; A soul inured to pain. To hardship, grief, and loss ; Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross. FAITH. I want a godly fear, A quick discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is near, And sees the tempter fly ; A spirit still prepared, And armed with jealous care ; Forever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 249 Music — G. H. &^ S, Songs, No. 2. Simply trusting every day. Trusting through a stormy way ; Even when my faith is small. Trusting Jesus, that is al'. Chorus. Trusting as the moments fly, Trusting as the days go by ; Trusting him, whate'er befall, Trusting Jesus, that is all. 2 Brightly doth his Spirit shine Into this poor heart of mine ; While he leads I cannot fall. Trusting Jesus, that is all. — Cho. Singing, if my way is clear ; Praying if the path is drear ; If in danger, for him call. Trusting Jesus, that is all. — Cho. FAITH. 199 4 Trusting him while life shall last, Trusting him till earth is past ; Till within the jasper wall, Trusting Jesus, that is all. — Cho. 250 CM. I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering care. And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer, 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, And all his promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past. And future good implore. And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect does my strength renew While here by tempests driven, 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er. May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour. And lead to endless day. 200 FAITH, 251 I am coming to the cross ; I am poor, and weak, and blind ; I am counting all but dross, I shall full salvation find. Chorus. I am trusting, Lord, in thee, Dear Lamb of Calvary ; Humbly at thy feet I bow : Save me, Jesus, save me now. 2 Long my heart has sighed for thee ; Long has evil reigned within ; Jesus sweetly speaks to me, " I will cleanse you from all sin." Cho. 3 Here I give my all to thee. Friends, and time, and earthly store. Soul and body thine to be — Wholly thine, forevermore.— Cho. 4 In the promises I trust — Now I feel the blood applied : I am prostrate in the dust, I with Christ am crucified. — Cho. 5 Jesus comes ! he fills my soul ; Perfected in love I am ; I am every whit made whole — Glory, glory to the Lamb ! — Cho. FAITH, 20I 252 Music — So7igs of Gladness. Blessed comfort ! while I'm sleeping God his constant watch is keeping ; Ever wakeful, never slumbering, Every hair in mercy numbering ; Ne'er his helpless child forgetting ; — Never weary, never letting Any danger come too near me, Present, day and night, to cheer me. E'en in hours of darkest danger. Hungering, thirsting, or a stranger, Trust I in my God to guide me, — All things needful he'll provide me : Trouble I need never borrow. Care nor anguish for the morrow ; Doubt nor grief need ever vex me ; Blessed comfort — God protects me. Safe, in house by mercy builded, By Jehovah's sunlight gilded. On foundation sure erected. By eternal love protected ; — In his everlasting dwelling, All his grace and goodness telling ; — Joyful in his full salvation, Jesus is my Rock, Foundation. 202 253 Music — Songs of Gladjiess. Tossed with rough winds, and faint v/ith fear. Above the tempest, soft and clear. What still small accents greet mine car ? 'Tis I, be not afraid. 2 'Tis I, who led thy steps aright ; 'Tis I, who gave thy blind eyes sight ; 'Tis I, thy Lord, thy Life, thy Light, 'Tis I, be not afraid. 3 These raging winds, this surging sea, Bear not a breath of wrath to thee ; That storm has all been spent on me, 'Tis I, be not afraid. 4 When on the other side, thy leet Shall rest 'mid thousand welcomes sweet, One well-known voice thy heart shall greet, 'Tis I, be not afraid. 254 Music — Songs of Gladness. The shadow of the Rock ! Stay, pilgrim, stay ! Night treads upon the heels of day ; There is no other resting-place this way. The Rock is near, The well is clear — Rest in the shadow of the Rock. FAITH. 203 2 The shadow of the Rock ! All come alone ; All, ever since the sun hath shone, Who traveled by this road, have come alone. Be of good cheer — A home is here — Rest in the shadow of the Rock. 3 The shadow of the Rock ! To weary feet, That have been diligent and fleet, The sleep is deeper, and the shade more sweet. Oh, weary, rest ! Thou art sore pressed — Rest in the shadow of the Rock 1 4 The shadow of the Rock ! Pilgrim ! sleep sound ; In night's swift hours in silent bound. The Rock will put thee over leagues of ground, Gaining more way By night than day — Rest in the shadow of the Rock ! 5 The shadow of the Reck ! Our day of pain. Thou scarce wilt hope the Rock to gain, Yet there wilt sleep thy last sleep on the plain And only wake In heaven's day-break — Rest in the shadow of the Rock ! 204 FAITH. 255 Music — Songs of Gladness. Sweet thought, my God ! that on the palms Of thy most holy hands, Are graven all thy people's names, Though countless as the sands. 2 Not one too mean to have his place Amid that record blest, And if but there our names are found. We'll share the heavenly rest. 3 How can we yield, then, to distrust, Or think we are forgot, While ever thus the care of One, Who loves and changes not. 256 Music — G. H. &» S. Songs, No. i. My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. Chorus. On Christ, the solid rock, I stand : All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness seems to veil his face, I rest on his unchanging grace ; In every high and stormy gale. My anchor holds within the vail. — Cho. FAITH. 205 When he shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in him be found ; Dressed in his righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne ! — Cho. £A KJ i Music — Prayer Meeting Hymns. Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon this word, " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 2 If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace, — " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 3 Days of trial, days of grief. In succession thou mayst see ; This is still miy sweet relief, — " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 4 Rock of ages, I'm secure, With thy promise, full and free, Faithful, positive, and sure ; " As thy days, thy strength shall be." ^00 Music— Hallowed Songs. P. M. There is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wanderers given ; There is a joy for souls distressed, A balm for every wounded breast, Tis found above, in heaven. 2o6 FAITH, 2 There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven, When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, To brighter prospects given ; And views the tempest passing by. The evening shadows quickly fly, And ail serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom ; Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. 259 Music — So7igs of Devotion. Oh 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 or complain Beneath the chastening rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain. Will lean upon its God. 3 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. FAITH. 207 4 Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come, We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss Of an eternal home. 260 Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away — A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine. When, like a penitent, I stand, And there confess mv sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear While hanging on the cursed iree. And knows her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. 2o8 FAITH. 261 Weak and weary, poor and sinful, Vainly I cry ; Bound and crushed with years of sorrow What help is nigh ? Chorus. Let me touch the hem of his garment, Let me touch the hem of his garment, Let me touch the hem of his garment, And the touch will make me whole. 2 How the people press around him, His word receive ; Surely I may share his blessing, I too believe. — Cho. 3 Long my heart has felt its burden. Seeking for peace ; Now, at last, I find in Jesus My sweet release. — Cho. 262 Hyjnnal jii — Tune, Onido. fs. People of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. Now to you my spirit turns — Turns, a fugitive unblest ; Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest. FELLOWSHIP. 209 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. Mme the God vvhom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my heart no more, Every idol I resign. Tell me not of gain or loss. Ease, enjoyment, pomp and power Welcome poverty and cross, Shame, reproach, affliction's hour. " Follow me !" I know thy voice ! Jesus, Lord I thy steps I see : Now I take thy yoke by choice ; Light thy burden now to me. 263 S.M. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love — The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes. Our mutual burdens bear, And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 2IO FELLOWSHIP. 4 The glorious hope revives Our courage by the way, While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 5 From sorrow, toil and pain. And sin we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. S.AI. 264 Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 The men of grace have found Glory begun below : Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 3 The hill of Sion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields. Or walk the golden streets. 4 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. FELLOWSHIP. 211 265 f s &> 6's. Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise, from transitory things, Towards 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. Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and 3'ou know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below. And earth exchanged for heaven. 266 Music — Happy Voices. P. M. Say, brothers, will you meet us. Say, brothers, will you meet us, Say, brothers, will you meet us. On Canaan's happy shore ? 212 FELLOWSHIP. 2 By the grace of God v/e'il meet you, By the grace of God we'll meet you. By the grace of God we'll meet you, Where parting is no more. 3 Jesus liv.es and reigns forever, Jesus lives and reigns forever, Jesus lives and reigns forever, On Canaan's happy shore. 4 Glory, glory, hallelujah, Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah, Forever, evermore. 267 Music — Songs of Devotion. Broken in spirit. And laden with care. Sweet is thy refuge — Find it in prayer. Chorus. Tell it to Jesus ; tell it to Jesus r Tell it to Jesus ; he will give peace. 2 Art thou neglected. And sighing to know Joys that in friendship Tenderly flow ?— Cho. FELLOWSHIP. 213 3 Art thou, recalling The years that have fled ? Weeping in sorrow, Mourning the dead ? — Cho. 4 Bear thy affliction, Whatever it be ; . Jesus, thy Saviour, Bore it for thee. — Cho. 268 Music — Golden Censer. Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! You have a work that no other can do ; Do it so bravely, so kindly, so well, Angels will hasten the story to tell. Chorus. Dare, dare, dare to do right ! Dare, dare, dare to be true ! Dare to be true ! dare to be true ! 2 Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! Other men's failures can never save you ; Stand by your conscience, your honor, your faith ; Stand Hke a hero, and battle till death. Cho. 3 Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! God, who created you, cares for you too ; Treasures the tears that his striving ones shed, Counts and protects every hair of your head. Cho. 214 FELLOWSHIP. 4 Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! Keep the great judgment-seat always in view ; Look at your work as you'll look at it then, Scanned by Jehovah, and angels, and men. Cho. 5 Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! Jesus, your Saviour, will carry you through, City, and mansion, and throne all in sight, Can you not dare to be true and do right ? Cho. ^\J%y Music — Golden Coiser. Oh, we are volunteers in the army of the Lord, Forming into line at our Captain's word ; We are under marching orders to take the battle-field. And we'll ne'er give o'er the fight till the foe shall yield. Chorus. Come and join the army, the army of the Lord, Jesus is our captain, we rally at his word ; Sharp will be the conflict with the powers of sin. But with such a leader, we are sure to win. 2 Oh, glorious is the struggle in which we draw the sword, Glorious in the kingdom of Christ, our Lord; It shall spread from sea to sea, it shall reach from shore to shore, And his people shall be blessed forevermore. Cho. 270 FELLOWSHIP. 215 Music — Book of Worship. Always with us, always with us, Words of cheer and words of love ; Thus the risen Saviour whispers From his dwelling-place above. 2 With us when v/e toil in sadness, Sowing much and reaping none ; Telling us that in the future Golden harvests shall be won. 3 With us when the storm is sweeping O'er our pathway dark and drear ; Waking hope within our bosoms. Stilling every anxious fear. 4 With us in the lonely valley, When we cross the chilling stream ; Lighting up the steps to glory With salvation's radiant beam. 271 Music — Book of Worship S. M. Still with thee, O my God, I would desire to be ; By day, by night, at hom.e, 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 : 2l6 FELLOWSHIP. 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. 272 Music — Book of Worship. lo's. Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens — Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me ! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; O thou who changest not, abide with me ! 3 I need thy presence every passing hour : What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who like thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine. Lord, abide with me. FELLOWSHIP. 217 4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness : Where is death's sting ? where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 273 L.M. As pants the hart for water brooks. So pants my soul, O God, for thee; For thee it thirsts, to thee it looks. And longs the living God to see. 2 Oh ! why art thou cast down, my soul ? And what should so disquiet thee ? Still hope in God, and him extol, Whose face brings saving health to thee. 274 Music — S. S. Ba7iner. S. M. Did Christ o'er sinners weep. And shall our cheeks be dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, . And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 2l8 FELLOWSHIP. 275 CM. Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free ? No, there's a cross for every one, And there's a cross for me. 2 The consecrated cross Fll bear, Till death shall set me free ; And then go home my crown to wear. For there's a crown for me. 3 Upon the crystal pavement down, At Jesus' pierced feet, Joyful I'll cast my golden crown. And his dear name repeat. 4 O precious cross ! O glorious crown ! O resurrection day ! Let angels from thy throne come down, And bear my soul away. 276 Music — Golden Shower. fs. We are pilgrims on the earth. Journeying onward from our birth ; Every hour and every breath Bring us nearer still to death. Chorus. Yes, we are pilgrims. Yes, we are pilgrims, Yes, we are pilgrims, On our journey home. FELLOWSHIP. 219 2 But beyond that vale of tears Lies the land that knows no fears, Where our steps no more may roam ; Pilgrims, we are going home ! — Cho. 3 Home to long-lost friends and dear, Who are missed and mourned for here ; Home to endless peace and love In our Father's house above. — Cho. 4 Let not trifles by the way Tempt our hearts or steps to stray From that narrow path and strait Leading to the golden gate. — Cho. 5 No, our faith hath One in view Who was once a pilgrim too ; From his track we will not roam. For to Christ we're going home. — Cho. 277 Music — Fresh Laurels. ifs. We are marching on with shield and banner bright, We will work for God and battle for the right ; We will praise his name, rejoicing in his might, And we'll work till Jesus calls. In the Sunday-school our army we prepare. As we rally round our blessed standard there. And the Saviour's cross v/e early learn to bear, While we work till Jesus calls. 220 FELLOWSHIP. Chorus. Then awake, then awake, Happy song, happy song, Shout for joy, shout for joy. As we gladly march along. We are marching onward, singing as we go, To the prom.ised land where living waters flow; Come and join our ranks as pilgrims here below, Come and work till Jesus calls. We are marching on, our Captain ever near Will protect us still, his gentle voice we hear ; Let the foe advance, we'll never, never fear, For we'll work till Jesus calls. Then awake, awake, our happy, happy song, We will shout for joy, and gladly march along; In the Lord of hosts let every heart be strong, While we work till Jesus calls. — Cho. 3 We are marching on the strait and narrow way. That will lead to life and everlasting day, To the smiling fields that never will decay. But we'll work till Jesus calls. We are marching on and pressing toward the prize. To a glorious crown beyond the glowing skies, To the radiant fields where pleasure never dies. And we'll work till Jesus calls. — Cho. FELLOWSHIP. 221 278 Music — Book of Worship. fs. 'Tis religion that can give, In the light, in the light — Sweetest pleasure while we live In the light of God. 'Tis religion must supply In the light, in the light — Solid comfort when we die, In the light of God. Chorus. Let us walk in the light. In the light, in the light ; Let us v/alk in the light, In the light of God. After death its joys shall be — In the light, in the light ; Lasting as eternity, In the light of God. Be the living God m.y friend. In the light, in the light ; Then my bliss shall never end, In the light of God. — Cho. 279 Music — Sojigs of Devotion. S. M. Not what I feel or do Can give me peace with God ; Not all my prayers, and sighs, and tears, Can bear my awful load. FELLOWSHIP. 2 Thy work alone, O Christ, Can ease this weight of sin ; Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, Can give me peace within. 3 Thy love to me, O God, Not mine, O Lord, to thee, Can rid me of this dark unrest, And set my spirit free. 4 'Tis Christ who saveth me, And freely pardon gives ; I love because he loveth me, I live because he lives. 280 Oh, we are the reapers that garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin ; With sickles of truth must the work be done, And no one may rest till the "harvest home." Chorus. We are the reapers ! oh, who will come And share in the glory of the harvest home ? Oh, who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin ? 2 Go out in the by-ways and search them all ; The wheat may be there though the weeds are tall ; Then search in the highway, and pass none by. But gather them all for the home on high. Cho. FELLOWSHIP. 223 3 The fields are all ripening, and far and wide The world now is waiting- the harvest tide : But reapers are few, and the work is great, And much will be lost should the harvest v/ait. — Cho. 4 So come with your sickles, ye sons of men, And gather together the golden grain ; Toil on till sheaves of the Lord are bound, And joyfully borne from the harvest ground. Cho. 281 Music — Singing Pilgrim. We've listed in a holy v/ar, Battling for the Lord ! Eternal life, eternal joy, Battling for the Lord ! Chorus. We'll work till Jesus comes. We'll work till Jesus comes, We'll work till Jesus comes, And then we'll rest at home. 2 Under our captain, Jesus Christ, Battling for the Lord ! We've listed for this mortal life. Battling for the Lord ! — Cho. 3 We'll fight against the powers of sin. Battling for the Lord ! In favor of our heavenly King, Battling for the Lord ! — Cho. 224 FELLOWSHIP. 4 And when our warfare here is o'er, Batding for the Lord ! This strife we'll leave, and war no more Battling for the Lord ! — Cho. 5 Our friends and kindred there we'll meet, On the heavenly shore ! And ground our arms at Jesus' feet. On the heavenly shore ! — Cho. O ^ Music — Calvary Songs. With harps and with viols there stand a great throng, In the presence of Jesus, and sing this new song: Chorus. Unto Him who hath loved us and washed us from sin, Unto him be the glory forever. Amen. 2 All these once were sinners, defiled in his sight, Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite. — Cho. 3 How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been. If he never had loved us till cleansed from our sin. — Cho. 4 Aloud in his praises our voices shall ring. So that others, believing, this new song shall sing. — Cho. TELLOWSHIP. 225 283 Music— Book of Worship, C. M. According to thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, 11: I will remember thee. -.H 2 Thy body, broken for my sake. My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, II : And thus remember thee. :|| 3 Gethsemane can I forget ? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, II : And not remember thee ? : ij 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, II : I must remember thee — :1| 5 Remember thee and all thy pains, And all thy love to me ; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 11: Will I remember thee. :l| 6 And when these failing limbs grow dumb, And mind and memory flee. When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 11: Then, Lord, remember me. :ll 226: FELLOWSHIP. 284 Music — Oriola . Toil on, teachers, toil on boldly, Labor on, and watch and pray ; Men may scoff and treat you coldly, Heed them not, go on your way ; Jesus is a loving master ; Cease not then his work to do ; Cleave to him still closer, faster, He will own and honor you. 2 Toil on, teachers ! toil on ever, Constantly, unflinching toil ; Faint ye not, and weary never. Labor on in every soil ; Listless souls one day may waken, Buried seeds spring up and grow. Sin's stout bulwarks may be shaken, Hardened hearts may be brought low. 3 Toil on, teachers ! earnest, steady, Sowing well the seed of truth ; Always willing, cheerful, ready, Watching, praying for your youth ; Patient, firm and persevering. Leaning on the promise sure ; Prayer will surely gain a hearing, Faithful to the end endure. 285 Music — Songs of Gladness. Have you any room for Jesus ? When we gather, shall we say That the followers of the Master Have no time for prayer to-day ? FELLOWSHIP. 227 2 He was cradled in a manger; His own angels sang the hymn Of rejoicing at his coming, Yet there was no room for him. 3 O my brothers, are we wiser, Are we better now than they ? Have we any room for Jesus In the life we live to-day ? 4 Not much room for our Lord Jesus Has there been, or will there be ; Room for Pilate and for Herod — Not for him of Calvary ! 5 Room for pleasure — doors wide open- And for business ; but for him. Only here and there a manger. Like to that at Bethlehem. 6 Have you any time for Jesus ? O my brothers, you and I, When a few more days are ended. Must have room and time to die. 7 Have you any love for Jesus ?• When we gather shall we say That the followers of the Master Are not followers to-day ? 8 Room for Jesus — King of glory ! Time for him, all times obey ; Love for him who came to save us — Let us ask these things to-day. 228 FELLOWSHIP. 286 Music — Book of Worship. We love our own dear Bethany, We love our Sabbath home ; We love our own dear Bethany, And joyful will we come. For Jesus here will meet with us, His spirit to impart ; Come, let us now his name confess, And own him in our heart. On earth he loved dear Bethany, It was his frequent home ; On earth he loved dear Bethany, Oh, may he hither come ! His name we'll never cease to sing, His word we will obey ; ^ Loud let his name with praises ring. On this his holy day. 287 Music — S. S. Hosanna. How pleasant thus to dwell below, In fellowship of love ! And, though we part, 'tis bliss to know The good shall meet above. Chorus Oh, that will be joyful, joyful, joyful ! Oh, that will be joyful, To meet to part no more. FELLOWSHIP. 229 2 Yes, happy thought ! when we are free From earthly grief and pain, In heaven we shall each other see, And never part again. — Cho. 3 The children who have loved the Lord, Shall hail their teachers there ; And teachers gain the rich reward Of all their toil and care. — Cho. 4 Then let us each, in strength divine, Still walk in wisdom's ways, That we with those we love may join In never-ending praise. — Cho. 288 Music — Golden Chain . Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound. Our journey lies along this road ; This wilderness we travel round, To reach the city of our God. Chorus. O happy pilgrims ! spotless fair, What makes your robes so white appear? 2 A few more days, or weeks, or vears; In this dark desert to complain ; A few more sighs, a few more tears. And we shall bid adieu to pain. — Cho. 3 O blessed land ! O happy land ! When shall we reach thy golden shore And one redeemed, unbroken band United be forevermore ? — Cho. 230 FELLOWSHIP. 289 Ho ! my comrades, see the signal Waving in the sky ! Reinforcements now appearing, Victory is nigh ! Chorus. " Hold the fort, for I am coming," Jesus signals still — Wave the answer back to heaven, '* By thy grace, we will ! " 2 See the mighty host advancing, Satan leading on : Mighty men around us falling, Courage almost gone. — Cho. 3 See the glorious banner waving, Hear the bugle blow ; In our Leader's name we'll triumph Over every foe. — Cho. 4 Fierce and long the battle rages, But our Help is near ; Onward comes our great Commander ! Cheer, my comrades, cheer ! — Cho. 290 Music — Songs of Devotion. In all my Lord's appointed ways My journey I'll pursue ; Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints. For I must go with you. FELLOWSHIP. 231 2 Through duties, and through trials, too I'll go at his command ; " Hinder me not," for I am bound To my Immanuel's land. 3 And when my Saviour calls me home, Still this my cry shall be — " Hinder me not ! " come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee. OQI ^ '^ ■*■ Music — Sojigs of Devotion. I gave my life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou mightst ransomed be ; And quickened from the dead ; I gave my life for thee — What hast thou done for me ? Chorus. ||:This I did for thee. What hast thou done for me ? :|| 2 I spent long years for thee, In weariness and woe. That one eternity Of joy thou mightest know ; I spent long years for thee — Hast thou spent one for me ? 3 My Father's house of light, My rainbow-circled throne, I left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone ; I left it all for thee— Hast thou left ausfht for me ? 232 FELLOWSHIP. I suffered much for thee — More than thy tongue can tell, Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell. I suffered much for thee — What dost thou bear for me ? 5 And I have brought to thee, Down from my house above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and my love ; Great gifts I brought to thee — What hast thou brought to me ? 6 Oh ! let thy life be given. Thy years for me be spent, World fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent Give thou thyself to me, And I will welcome thee ! 292 Music— Fresh Laurels. 8's &<> fs. If we knew, when walking thoughtless Through the crowded, noisy way, That some pearl of wondrous whiteness Close beside our pathway lay. We would pause when now we hasten, We would often look around, Lest our careless feet should trample Some rare jewel in the ground. FELLOWSHIP. 233 If we knew what lives were darkened By some thoughtless word of ours, Which had ever lain upon them Like the frost upon the flowers, Oh, with what sincere repentings, With what anguish of regret, While our eyes were overflowing, We would cry, " Forgive, forget." If we knew ! Alas ! and do we Ever care or seek to know Whether bitter herbs or roses In our neighbors' gardens grow ? God forgive us ! lest hereafter Our hearts break to hear him say, " Careless child, I never knew you, From my presence flee away." 293 What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear ; What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer ! Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bear- All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer! 2 Have we trials and temptations ? Is there trouble anywhere ? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer. 234 FELLOWSHIP. Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share ? Jesus knows our every weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care ? Precious Saviour, still our refuge, — • Take it to the Lord in prayer ; Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ? Take it to the Lord in prayer ; In his arms he'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there. 294 Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known, Join in a song with sweet accord, Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne, And thus surround the throne. Chorus. We're marching to Zion, Beautiful, beautiful Zion ; We're marching upward to Zion, The beautiful city of God. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King, But children of the heavenly King, May speak their joys abroad. May speak their joys abrop.d. ~-Cho. FELLOWSHIP. 235 3 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets, Or walk the golden streets. — Cho. 4 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We're marching through Immanuel's ground, We're marching through Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. To fairer worlds on his^h. — Cho. 295 There is work to do for Jesus, Yes, a glorious work to do ; For a harvest fully ripened, Rich and golden, lies in view ; With a prayer to God, our Father, Let us all the work pursue, For our risen Lord is calling, And the harvesters are few. Chorus. Yes, there's work to do for Jesus, And the harvest is in view ; There's a great work everywhere to do. There is work to do for Jesus, And the harvesters are few. There's enough work for all to do. 236 SELF-DEDICATION. 2 There is work to do for Jesus, And we hear the Saviour say, " Why art standing here so idle, At the noontide on the way ? '* Even now I will accept thee ; With the rest, thy wages pay ; Go and labor in my vineyard Till the closing of the day. — Cho. 3 Yes, there's work to do for Jesus ; Who will answer to the call ? See ! the vintage is abundant, There is work to do for all ; God commands that we should labor, Though the task our hearts appall ; For he claimeth our life service. Till the shades of death shall fall. — Cho. 296 8's &^ fs. Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken. Thou from hence my all shalt be. Let the world neglect and leave me. They have left my Saviour too ; ■ Human hopes have oft deceived me, Thou art faithful, thou art true. 2 And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might, Foes may hate and friends may scorn me, Show thy face, and all is brif-jht. SELF-DEDICATION. 237 I may call thee Abba, Father, I have set my heart on thee ; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 3 Let me know my full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. 1 would haste from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer ; Heaven's eternal day before me. Thine own hand to guide me there. 4 Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. Soon shall close this earthly mission. Soon shall pass these pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. ^ y i s. M. My soul, be on thy guard. Ten thousand foes arise, And hosts of sins 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 day, And help divine implore. 238 SELF-DEDICATION. 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor once at ease sit down ; Thine arduous work will not be done Till thou hast got the crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God : He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. 298 S.M. Music — Fresh Laurels. A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify ; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. 2 To serve the present age, My calling to fulfill, — Oh, may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will ; 3 Arm me with jealous care. As in thy sight to live ; And oh, thy servant. Lord, prepare, A strict account to give. 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely. Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall forever die. SELF-DEDICATION. 239 299 Music — Calvary Songs. Hark ! hark ! my soul ; angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore ; How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling, Of that new life when sin shall be no more ! Chorus. Angels of Jesus ! angels of light ! Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, "Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come ;" And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the gospel leads us home. Cho. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing. The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea : And laden souls by thousands rneekly steal- ing, Kind shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. — Cho. 4 Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keep- ing, Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above, 240 SELF-DEDICATION. Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And life's long shadows break in cloud- less love. — Cho. 300 6\s &^ 4's. Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! E'en though it be a cross • That raiseth me. Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. Though a lone wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, Pillowed on stone. Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. There let the way appear Steps up to heaven, — All that thou sendest me In mercy given, — Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. SELF-DEDICATION. 24I 4 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 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, Nearer to thee. 301 L.M. Music — Book of Worship. What sinners value I resign ; Lord, 'tis 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 brighf world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there ? 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. 242 SELF-DEDICATION. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound: Then burst the chains with sweet surprise And in my Saviour's image rise. 302 CM. Music — Book of Worship. Oh for a closer walk wit^ God ! A calm and heavenly frame ! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Return ! O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 3 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne. And worship only thee. 4 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. 303 Music — Golden Censer. My Father, I would be thy child, I know I'm sinful, wayward, wild ; To thee I would be reconciled, Oh, make me, oh, make me thine. SELF-DEDICATION. 243 2 With patience I the race have run, Not looking back when once begun, And seek salvation through thy Son, And make me, oh, make me thine. 3 The narrow way I fain would tread, And by thy gentle hand be led. With heavenly manna daily fed, Oh, make me, oh, make me thine. 4 Make me to love thee more and more, Thy holy Spirit on me pour ; Grant me of grace a plenteous store, Oh, make me, oh, make me thine. 304 Music — Book of Worship. L. M. Oh that my load of sin were gone. Oh that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down, To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all, if mine thou art. Give me thy meek and lowly mind. And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 244 SELF-DEDICATION. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, Thy light and easy burden prove. The cross all stained with hallowed blood, The labor of thy dying love. 5 I would, but thou must give the power, My heart from every sin release ; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill me with thy perfect peace 305 My body, soul and spirit^ Jesus, I give to thee, A consecrated offering, Thine evermore to be. Chorus. My all is on the altar, I'm waiting for the fire — Waiting, waiting, waiting, I'm waiting for the fire. 2 O Jesus, mighty Saviour, I trust in thy great name, I look for thy salvation. Thy promise now I claim. — Cho. 3 I am thine, O blessed Jesus, Washed by thy precious blood — Now seal me by thy Spirit, A sacrifice to God. — Cho. SELF-DEDICATION. 245 306 CM, Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fight to win the prize, And sail 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'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 307 Music — Joyful Songs. Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole, I want thee forever to live in my soul ; Break down every idol, cast out every foe — Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Chorus. Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow : Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 246 SELF-DEDICATION. Dear Jesus, come down from thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice; I give up myself, and whatever I know — Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. Dear Jesus, for this I must humbly entreat ; I wait, blessed Lord, at thy crucified feet ; By faith, for my cleansing, I see thy blood flow : Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. 4 The blessing, by faith, I receive from above ; Oh, glory ! my soul is made perfect in love ; My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow. Chorus. Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow — Dear Jesus, thy blood makes me whiter than snow. 308 I've found the pearl of greatest price ! My heart doth sing for joy; And sing I must, for Christ is mine ! Christ shall my song employ. REPENTANCE. 247 Chorus. I've found the pearl of greatest price ! My heart doth sing for joy; And sing I must, for Christ is mine ! Christ shall my song employ. 2 Christ is m.y Prophet, Priest and King ; My Prophet full of light. My great High Priest before the throne, My King of heavenly might. — Cho. 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. — Cho. 4 Christ is my peace ; he died for me, For me he shed his blood ; And as my wondrous sacrifice Offered himself to God.— Cho. 309 CM. How oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord ; How oft my roving thoughts dfepart, Forgetful of his word. 2 Yet sovereign m.ercy calls, "Return;" Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn. Oh, take the wanderer home. 248 REPENTANCE. 3 Almighty grace, thy healing power How glorious, how divine, That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 4 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, . Dear Saviour, I adore ; Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. 310 L,M. 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. 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come. 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, O 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. REPENTANCE. 249 Just as I am, thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; Because thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come. 311 Music — S. S. Banner. S. M. I was a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold, I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled ; I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam. 2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, The Father sought his child ; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild ; They found me nigh to death, Famished, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love. They saved the wandering one. 3 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas he that loved my soul, 'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 'Twas he that made me whole ; 'Twas he that sought the lost. That found the wandering sheep, 'Twas he that brought me to the fold — 'Tis he that still doth keep. 250 REPENTANCE. 312 y's &^ &s. I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load : I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in his blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. I lay my wants on Jesus, — All fullness dwells in him. ; He healeth my diseases, He doth my soul redeem : I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares ; He from them all releases, He all my sorrow shares. 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, And learn the angels' song. 313 Music — Musical Leaves. y s. Depth of mercy, can there be Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God his wrath forbear, Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? REPENTANCE. 2 :: I Chorus. God is love ! I know, I feel, Jesus weeps and loves me still ; Jesus weeps, He weeps and loves me still. 2 I have long withstood his grace ; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hearken to his calls ; Grieved him by a thousand falls. — Cho. 3 Now incline me to repent ; Let me now my sins lament ; Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more. — Cho. 4 There for me the Saviour stands ; Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands God is love ! I know, I feel ; Jesus weeps, and loves me still. — Cho. 314 Father, a weary heart Hath come to thee for peace ; The world hath not the healing art To bid its troubles cease ; It brings before thy throne Its weight of woe and care ; Do thou accept its pleading tone — The contrite sinner's prayer. 252 REPENTANCE. Father — it hath rebelled, Hath wandered from thy path, Nor heeded when the thunder swelled The tempest of thy wrath ; But now, a bruised thing, Neglected, pale, and bare, Lo, at thy footstool it doth bring The contrite sinner's prayer. Father, it bends before Thy throne among the blest ; Peace to the wretched heart restore, Give to the weary rest : Through Christ's atonement given, It trusteth yet to share The glorious heritage of heaven, By lowly, contrite prayer. 315 Music — Book of Worship. With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembhng 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 opprest ; Christ and his cross my only plea : O God, be merciful to me ! 3 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 ! REPENTANCE. 253 4 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 ! 316 Music — Songs of Devotion. C. M. Father, I stretch my hands to thee, No other help I know ; If thou withdraw thyself from me. Ah, whither shall I go ? 2 What did thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath ! What pain, what labor to secure My soul from endless death. 3 Author of faith, to thee I lift My weary, longing eyes ; Oh, may I now receive that gift ! My soul, without it, dies. 317 Music — Golden Censer. C. M. I saw One hanging on a tree In agonies and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. Chorus. O the Lamb, the loving Lamb, The Lamb upon Calvary, The Lamb that was slain and liveth again To intercede for me. 2 54 REPENTANCE. 2 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. — Cho. 3 My conscience felt and owned my guilt, And plunged me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And helped to nail him there. — Cho. 4 A second look he gave, which said, " I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid ; I die that thou mayst live." — Cho. 318 gs. Jesus, most holy, pray I to thee. My sinful fetters, Lord, break from me ; Take this sad spirit, mourning for sin, Back to thy bosom, Lord, take me in. 2 Over the mountains long have I strayed. Cold winds of sorrow round me have played ; None to bring comfort, none have I found, While tears of anguish watered the ground. 3 To this dear refuge now have I fled, Jesus, thy kind heart for me hath bled ; Back to thy bosom come I for rest. Under thy kind wings sheltered and blest. REPENTANCE. 255 319 Almost persuaded now to believe ; Almost persuaded Christ to receive. Seems now some soul to say, " Go, Spirit ; go thy way ; Some more convenient day On thee I'll call." 2 Almost persuaded ! come, come to-day ; Almost persuaded ! turn not away ; Jesus merits your love. Angels are lingering near, Prayers rise from hearts so dear. O wanderer, come ' 3 Almost persuaded ! harvest is past. Almost persuaded ! doom comes at last. " Almost " cannot avail ; " Almost " is but to fail ! Sad, sad that bitter wail^ " Almost " — but lost ! 320 Arise, my soul, arise ! Shake off thy guilty fears — The bleeding sacrifice In my behalf appears. Chorus. Jesus paid it all, All to him I owe ; Sin hath left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow. 256 REPENTANCE. 2 I hear the Saviour say, " Thy strength indeed is small ; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in me all in all." — Cho. 321 L.M, Show pity, Lord ; O Lord, forgive, Let a repentant rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess. Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 4 Yet save a trembling sinner. Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word. Would light on some sweet promise there. Some sure support against despair. 322 Music — Pure Gold. Lead me to Jesus, lead me to Jesus, Help me to love him, help me to pray ; He is my Saviour, I would believe him : I would be like him — show me the way. HEAVEN. 257 Chorus. Quickly haste, and come where happy chil- dren meet, Hither come and rest thy little weary feet; Turn from thy pleasures, turn from thy play, Come to our Sunday-school, away. 2 Lead me to Jesus, he will protect me. He is so loving, gentle and mild ; Calling the children, bidding them welcome; Surely he calls me— I am a child. — Cho. 3 Tell me of Jesus, tell of his mercy ; Is there a fountain flowing so free ? All who are willing drink of its waters ; Say, is that fountain flowing for me ? Cho. 4 Lord, I am coming! Jesus, my Saviour, Pity my weakness, make me thy child; I would receive thee, trust and believe thee, I would be like thee, gentle and mild. Cho. 323 Oh, think of a home over there, By the side of the river of light. Where the saints, all immortal and fair, Are robed in their garments of white. Chorus. II : Over there, over there, over there:!! :0h, think of a home over there.:!! 258 HEAVEN. 2 Oh, think of the friends over there, Who before us the journey have trod, Of the songs that they breathe on the air, In their home in the palace of God. Over there, over there, Oh, think of the friends over there. 3 My Saviour is now over there, There my kindred and friends are at rest, Then away from my sorrow and care, Let me fly to the land of the blest. Over there, over there. My Saviour is now over there. 4 ril soon be at home over there. For the end of my journey I see. Many dear to my heart, over there, Are waiting and watching for me. Over there, over there, I'll soon be at home over there. 324 Music — Happy Voices. CM. The pearly gates are open wide, I see the bright array ; On either side the angels glide, To keep the shining way. And little children learn to find The v/ay by angels trod, Where Christ's redeemed in union walk The shining way of God. HEAVEN. 259 Chorus. The pearly gates are open wide, I see the bright array ; On either side the angels ghde, To keep the shining way. When storms arise, and darkness clouds The faithful pilgrim's way, On either side the angels glide, To keep the shining way ; And brighter gleams the morning light Behind the gentle rod, For Christ's redeemed more clearly see The shining way of God. — Cho. And soon they walk the golden streets, Not slighted and alone ; On either side the angels glide, To lead them to the throne : And there they'll wear a starry crown Who once did tire and plod, For Christ's redeemed as kings shall tread The shining way of God. — Cho. 325 Music — Golden Chain. Shall we sing in heaven forever — Shall we sing ? shall we singf Shall we sing in heaven forever, In that happy land ? Yes ! oh, yes ! in that land, that happy land, They that meet shall sing forever, Far beyond the rolling river, Meet to sing and love forever, In that happy land. 26c HEAVEN. 2 Shall we know each other ever In that land ? in that land ? Shall we know each other ever In that happy land ? Yes ! oh, yes ! in that land; that happy land, They that meet shall know each other, Far beyond the rolling^ river, etc. 3 Shall we rest from care and sorrow, In that land? Shall we rest from care and sorrow, In that happy land ? Yes ! oh, yes ! in that land, that happy land, They that meet shall rest forever, Far beyond the rolling river, etc. 4 Shall we meet our faithful teachers In that land ? Shall we meet our faithful teachers In that happy land ? Yes ! oh, yes ! in that land, that happy land, Teachers and scholars meet together. Far beyond the rolling river, etc. 326 Music — Go Men Chain. ii's. When the battle is fought, and the victory won, Life's trials are ended, and life's duties done, Then Jesus, our Saviour, will welcome us home, No more in this desert of sin we shall roam. HEAVEN. 261 Chorus. Safe, safe at home, safe, safe at home. No more to roam, no more to roam, Safe, safe at home, safe, safe at home, No more, no more to roam. 2 The most youthful soldier will then have a share In heavenly mansions prepared for us there ; The song of redemption, from infants, shall swell, As of Jesus, to wondering angels, they tell. Cho. 3 Oh, then will our hearts swell with rapture supreme, For, Jesus, thy glories will over us beam, Our minds with the riches of wisdom be stored, For God will be known and forever adored. Cho. 327 Music— Golden Chain. C. M. There is a clim.e where Jesus reigns, A home of grace and love. Where angels sing, in sweetest strains, Of his redeeming love. Chorus. Let us never mind the scoffs nor the frowns of the world, For we've all got the cross to bear; It will only make the crown the brighter to shine. When we have the crown to wear. 262 HEAVEN. 2 And children, too, will join to bless The precious Saviour's name, Clothed in his perfect righteousness. And saved from sin and shame. — Cho. 3 Yet all, alas ! may not be there, For some will slight his grace ; Now, though he calls, they do not care To turn and seek his face, — Cho. 4 He says to all, "Come unto me. And I will give you rest," Oh ! linger not, but haste to be With his salvation blest. — Cho. 328 Music — Golden Chain. 8's &^ fs. BOYS. Whither, pilgrims are you going. Going each with staff in hand? GIRLS. We are going on a journey, Going at our King's cornmand. ALL. Over hills, and plains, and valleys, We are going to his palace, We are going to his palace, Going to the better land; We are going to his palace, ^ Going to the better land. HEAVEN. 263 BOYS. 2 Fear ye not the way so lonely, You, a little, feeble band ? GIRLS. No, for friends, unseen, are near us, Holy angels round us stand. ALL. Christ, our Leader, walks beside us. He will guard and he will guide us, He will guard and he will guide us, Guide us to that better land ; He will guard and he will guide us, Guide us to that better land. BOYS. 3 Tell me, pilgrims, what you hope for In that far-off better land ? GIRLS. Spotless robes and crowns of glory. From a Saviour's loving hand. ALL. We shall drink of life's clear river, We shall dwell with God forever, We shall dwell with God forever. In that bright, that better land. BOYS. 4 Pilgrims, may we travel with you To that bright and better land? 264 HEAVEN. GIRLS. Come, and welcome, come, and welcome. Welcome to our pilgrim band. ALL. Come, oh, come, and do not leave us, Christ is waiting to receive us, Christ is waiting to receive us, In that bright, that better land. 0^\) Music— Golden Chain, g's ^^t^ 8's. A beautiful land by faith I see, A land of rest, from sorrow free, The home of the ransomed, bright and fair, . And beautiful angels, too, are there. Chorus. Will you go ? will you go ? Go to that beautiful land with me? Will you go ? will you go ? Go to that beautiful land. 2 That beautiful land, the City of Light, It ne'er has known the shades of night; The glory of God, the light of day Hath driven the darkness far away. — Cho. 3 In vision I see its streets of gold, Its beautiful gates I too behold. The river of life, the crystal sea. The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. — Cho, HEAVEN. 265 The heavenly throng arrayed in white, In rapture range the plains of light ; And in one harmonious choir they praise Their glorious Saviour's matchless grace. Cho. 330 Music — Golden Ce^iser. My heavenly home is bright and fair, We'll be gathered home ; Nor death nor sighing visit there, We'll be gathered home. Chorus. We'll wait till Jesus comes. We'll wait till Jesus comes, We'll wait till Jesus comes, And we'll be gathered home. 2 Its glittering towers the sun outshine, We!ll be gathered home ; That heavenly mansion shall be mine, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 3 My Father's house is built on high. We'll be gathered home; - Above the arched and starry sky, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 4 Let others seek a home below, We'll be gathered home; Which flames devour, or waves overthrow, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 266 HEAVEN. 5 Be mine the happier lot to own, We'll be gathered home ; A heavenly mansion near the throne, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 6 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, We'll be gathered home ; And sun and moon refuse to shine, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 7 All nature sink, and cease to be, We'll be gathered home ; That heavenly mansion stands for me, We'll be gathered home. — Cho. 331 Shall we meet in heaven, shall we meet in heaven, With the blest who have gone before ? Will a crown be given, will a crown be given, When we stand on the other shore ? Refrain. We may all meet there, \Ve may all meet there, If we love the Lord, and obey his word, We may all meet there. 2 Will the angels bright, will the angels bright. Bear us on to that happy home ? With the saints in light, with the saints in light, Shall we stand round the great white throne ? — Ref. HEAVEN. 267 3 Yes, we all may meet, yes, we all may meet, Where this life and its toils are o'er. And each other greet, and each other greet. In a land where we'll part no more. Ref. 332 Music — Golden Censer. j's &' 6's There is a glorious kingdom, A kingdom bright and fair, And many little children Wait on the good King there, Yes, children, children Are in that glorious kingdom ; That kingdom, that kingdom, That kingdom bright and fair. 2 Oh, in that glorious kingdom, And on that golden throne, There reigns the blessed Saviour, Those children are his own. Yes, children, children Are in that glorious kingdom ; That kingdom, that kingdom. That kingdom bright and fair. 3 Come, all who love that kingdom. That kingdom bright and fair ; Come, give your hearts to Jesus, And dwell forever there. And praise him — praise him Forever in that kingdom ; That kingdom, that kingdom. That kingdom bright and fair. 268 HEAVEN. 333 Music — Golden Censer. 8's&^fs, We are out on the ocean sailing, Homeward bound we sweetly glide; We are out on the ocean sailing, To a home beyond the tide. Chorus. All the storms will soon be over, Then we'll anchor in the harbor, We are out on the ocean sailing To a home beyond the tide. 2 Millions now are safely landed, Over on the golden shore : Millions more are on their journey, Yet there's room for millions more. Cho. 3 Spread your sails while heavenly breezes Gently v/aft our vessel on ; All on board are sweetly singing — Free salvation is the song. — Cho. 4 When we all are safely anchored, We will shout — our trials o'er ; We will walk about the city, And we'll sing forevermore. — Cho. 004. tJKJ^C Music — Golde?i Censer. Jerusalem, forever bright. Beautiful land of rest ! No winter there, nor chill of night, Beautiful land of rest ! HEAVEN. 269 The dripping cloud is chased away, The sun breaks forth in endless day, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, The beautiful land of rest. Chorus. Beautiful land, beautiful land, Beautiful land of rest ! Beautiful land, beautiful land. Beautiful land of rest. 2 Jerusalem, forever free, Beautiful land of rest! The soul's sweet home of liberty, Beautiful land of rest ! The gyves of sin, the chains of woe, The ransomed there will never know, — Jerusalem, Jerusalem, The beautiful land of rest. — Cho. 3 Jerusalem, forever dear, Beautiful land of rest ! Thy pearly gates almost appear, Beautiful land of rest ! And when v/e tread thy lovely shore, We'll sing the song we've sung before, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, The beautiful land of rest. — Cho. %JtJfJ Music— Book of Worship. I'm but a stranger here, heaven is my home. Earth is a desert drear, heaven is my home. 27© HEAVEN. 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 wintry blast Soon will be overpast ; I shall reach home at last, heaven is my home. 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. 336 fs &> 6's. Music — Book of Worship. There is a holy city, A happy world above, Beyond the starry regions, Built by the God of love ; An everlasting temple ; And saints arrayed in white There serve their great Redeemer, And dwell with him in light. HEAVEN. 27] Is this the man of sorrows, Who stood at Pilate's iDar, Condemned by haughty Herod, And by his men of war ? He seems a mighty conqueror, Who spoiled the powers below, And ransomed many captives From everlasting woe ! The hosts of saints around him Proclaim his work of grace ; The patriarchs and prophets, And all the godly race, Who speak of fiery trials And tortures on their way — They came from tribulation To everlasting day. 337 Music — Book of Worship. We are on our journey home. Where Christ our Lord is gone : We shall meet around his throne, When he makes his people one II : In the new : || Jerusalem. 2 We can see that distant home, Though clouds rise dark between Faith views the radiant dome, And a lustre flashes keen II : From the new : || Jerusalem. 272 HEAVEN. 3 Oh, glory shining far From the never-setting sun ! Oh, trembling morning star ! Our journey's almost done II : To the new : || Jerusalem. 4 Oh, holy, heavenly home ! Oh, rest eternal there ! When shall the exiles come, Where they cease from earthly care II : In the new : |! Jerusalem. 338 CM. There is a land of pure delight. Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood. While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea ; And linger, shivering on the iDrink, And fear to launch awav. HEAVEN. 273 5 Oh, could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes : 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 339 C. M. When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll 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. 274 HEAVEN. tJ^KJ Music — Happy Voices. ii's. My home is in heaven, my rest is not here : Then why should I murmur when trials are near ? Be hushed, my dark spirit : the worst that can come, But shortens thy journey, and hastens thee home. Chorus. Home, home, sweet, sweet home ! Receive me, dear Saviour, in glory at home. 2 It is not for me to be seeking my bliss. And building my hopes in a region like this ; I look for a city which hands have not piled ; I pant for a country by sin undefiled. — Cho. 3 Afflictions may damp me, but cannot destroy, The glimpse of his love turns them all into joy ; And the bitterest tears, if he smile but on them, Like dew in the sunshine, turn diamond or gem. — Cho, 341 6' s 63^ 4 s. There is a happy land, Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day ; HEAVEN. 275 Oh, how they sweetly sing, Worthy is our Saviour King, Loud let his praises ring, Praise, praise for aye. 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. Bright, in that happy land. Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. Oh, then to glory run, Be a crown and kingdom won : And bright, above the sun, We reign for aye. 342 Music — Golden Chain. Around the throne of God in heaven. Ten thousand children stand. Children whose sins are all forgiven. A holy, happy band. Chorus. Singing glory, glory, glory hallelujah, Singing glory, glory, glory hallelujah. 276 HEAVEN. 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 ? — Cho. 3 Because the Saviour shed his blood To wash away our sin ; Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Behold them white and clean. — Cho. 4 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace, On earth they loved his name ; And now they see his blessed face. And stand before the Lamb. — Cho. 343 L. M. Beautiful Zion, built above, Beautiful city that I love ; Beautiful gates of pearly white. Beautiful temple — God its light ; He who was slain on Calvary Opens those pearly gates to me. 2 Beautiful heaven, where all is light, Beautiful angels clothed in white ; Beautiful strains that never tire. Beautiful harps through all the choir ; There shall I join the chorus sweet. Worshiping at the Saviour's feet. 3 Beautiful crowns on every brow. Beautiful palms the conquerors show. Beautiful robes the ransomed wear, HEAVEN. 277 Beautiful all who enter there ; Thither I press with eager feet, There shall my rest be long and sweet. Beautiful throne for Christ our King, Beautiful songs the angels sing. Beautiful rest, all wandering cease. Beautiful home of perfect peace ! There shall my eyes the Saviour see ; Haste to this heavenly home with me. 344 Music — Golden Cham. 8's &^ fs. In the Christian's home in glory There remains a land of rest, There my Saviour's gone before me, To fulfill my soul's request. Chorus. There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you — On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. 2 He is fitting up my mansion, Which eternally shall stand, For my stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy land. — Cho. 278 HEAVEN. 3 Pain nor sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share : But in that celestial centre, I a crown of life shall wear. — Cho. 4 Death itself shall then be vanquished, And its sting shall be withdrawn ; Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed. Hail with joy the rising morn.— Cho. 5 Sing, O sing, ye heirs of glory, Shout your triumph as you go ; Zion's gates will open for you, You shall find an entrance through. Cho. 345 Music — Happy Voices, C. M. My days are ghding swiftly by. And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and danger. Chorus. For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over, And just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, Our distant home discerning ; Our absent Lord has left us word. Let every lamp be burning. — Cho. HEAVEN. 279 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing ; That perfect rest naught can molest, Where golden hnrps are ringing. — Cho 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, Each chord on earth to sever. Our King says, " Come," and there is our home. Forever, oh, forever. — Cho. 346 Music — Singing Pilgrim. They are waiting for the coming. Angels on the other shore, Waiting to receive the ransomed. When the storms of life are o'er; Watching at the shining portals Of our Father's mansion fair ; They will strike their harps of glory, They will bid us welcome there. Chorus. They are waiting, waiting, waiting Angels on the other shore ; Waiting to receive the ransomed, When the storms of life are o'er. 2 They are waiting for the aged, Those who long the way have trod Waiting for the poor in spirit. Rich in faith and love to God ; 28o HEAVEN. For the young and valiant soldiers, Who have nobly borne their part, For the self-denying Christian ; For the meek, the pure in heart. — Cho. They are waiting for the heralds Who in distant lands proclaim Life eternal, free salvation, Through a dying Saviour's name. Waiting for the silent mourner, For the weary and oppressed. Who have borne their cross with patience, And are going home to rest. — Cho. In the sunny vales of Eden, By the river, clear and bright, Where the tree of life is planted, And our faith is lost in sight ; We shall join the "church triumphant," Free from sorrow, toil, and care; Every tie again united, There will be no parting there. — Cho. 347 Music — Musical Leaves. When life's labor-song is sung, And the ebon arch is sprung O'er the shaded couch of death so still : Then the Lord will light the scene With the angels' starry sheen, As they welcome us to Zion's hill. HEAVEN. 281 Chorus. We'll meet each other there, Yes ! we'll meet each other there, With the angels in the air, Yes ! we'll meet each other there ; We'll meet each other there, Yes ! we'll meet each other there. With the angels, with the angels in the air 2 Dark the shadows in the vale, Fierce the howling of the gale, But the shining ones are near our door; With our robes as bright as they, We will tread the starry way, With the shadow and the storm no more. Cho. 3 Flood the heart with parting tears, Frost the head with passing years. Mingle want and woe together here ; But the Lord will lift the cloud That enwraps the shining crowd, And we'll never know a sorrow there. Cho. 348 Music — Musical Leaves. Weary wanderer o'er the main, Seeking for thy home again, Through the gathering mists that rise, Veiling thy natal skies ; 282 HEAVEN. Look beyond, there's light for thee, Streaming o'er the turbid sea ; Softly it smiles, though distant far. The beautiful polar star. Stranger on a rocky strand Longing for thy father-land, Through the gathering clouds that rise, Veiling thy natal skies ; Look beyond, there's hope for thee. Dawning o'er the tranquil sea, Softly it smiles, though distant far. The beautiful polar star. Lonely watcher, pale with grief, Thou shalt find a sweet relief. Though thy tears unheeded fall, Jesus will count them all ; Look beyond, there's joy for thee, Breaking o'er a troubled sea. Softly it smiles, though distant far, The beautiful polar star. 349 Music — Songs of Gladiicss. fs &^ as. Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest. Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice to rest. I know not — oh ! I know not What joys await me there, What radiancy of glory, What bliss beyond compare. HEAVEN. 283 They stand, those halls of Zion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. There is the throne of David, And there, from toil released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. And they who, with their Leader, Have conquered in the fight, Forever and forever Are clad in robes of white. Oh, land that seest no sorrow, Oh, state that fearest no strife, Oh, royal land of flowers. Oh, realms and home of life ! Oh, sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect ; Oh, sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. 350 Music — Book of Praise. L. M. O happy saints, who dwell in light, And walk with Jesus, clothed in white; Safe landed on that peaceful shore. Where pilgrims meet to part no more. 284 HEAVEN, 2 Released from sin, and toil, and grief, Death was their gate to endless life ; An opened cage to let them fly And build their happy nests on high. 3 And now they range the heavenly plains, And sing their hymns in melting strains, And now their souls begin to prove The heights and depths of Jesus' love. 4 He cheers them with eternal smile, They sing hosannas all the while ; Or, overwhelmed with rapture sweet, Sink down adoring at his feet. 5 Ah ! Lord, with tardy steps I creep, And sometimes sing and sometimes weep ; Yet strip me of this house of clay, And I will sing as loud as they. 351 Music — Book of Praise. 6's, There is a blessed home, Beyond this land of woe. Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow ; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. 2 There is a land of peace, Good angels know it well ; Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell ; HEAVEN. 285 Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father one, And Spirit, evermore. Look up, ye saints of God, Nor fear to tread below The path your Saviour trod Of daily toil and woe ; Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love, His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. 352 Music — Happy Voices. 8" s 6^ fs. Shall we meet beyond the river. Where the surges cease to roll, Where, in all the bright forever, Sorrow ne'er shall press the soul ? Chorus. Shall we meet, shall we meet, Shall we meet, shall we meet, Shall we meet beyond the river, Where the surges cease to roll ? 2 Shall we meet in that blest harbor, When our stormy voyage is o'er ; Shall we meet and cast the anchor By the fair celestial shore. — Cho. 286 HEAVEN. 3 Where the music of the ransomed Rolls in harmony around, And creation swells the chorus With its sweet melodious sound. — Cho. 4 Shall we meet with many a loved one Torn on earth from our embrace ? Shall we listen to their voices, And behold them face to face ? — Cho. 5 Shall we meet with Christ our Saviour, When he comes to claim his own ? Shall we hear him bid us welcome. And sit down upon his throne ? — Cho. ^ ^ ^ Music — Happy Voices. jo's. Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above, Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, Come, Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home. Soon will our pilgrimage end here below, Soon to the presence of God we shall go ; Then if to Jesus our hearts have been given, Joyfully, joyfully, rest we in heaven. 2 Teachers and scholars have passed on before; Waiting, they watch us approaching the shore. Singing to cheer us while passing along, " Joyfully, joyfully, haste to your home." Sounds of sweet music there ravish the ear ; Harps of the l)lessed, your strains we shall hear. Filling with harmony heaven's high dome ; Joyfully, joyfully, Jesus, we come. HEAVEN. 287 Death with his arrow may soon lay us low ; Safe in our Saviour, Ave fear not the blow ; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb ; Joyfully, joyfully, will we go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be conquered, his sceptre be gone ; Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. 354 Music— Happy Voices. Shall we gather at the river Where bright angel feet have trod ; With its crystal tide forever Flowing by the throne of God ? Chorus. Yes, we'll gather at the river. The beautiful, the beautiful river — ■ Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God. 2 On the margin of the river, Washing up its silver spray, We will walk and worship ever. All the happy, golden day.— Cho. 3 Ere we reach the shining river. Lay we every burden down ; Grace our spirits will deliver, And provide a robe and crown. — Cho. 288 HEAVEN. 4 At the smiling of the river, Mirror of the Saviour's face, Saints whom death will never sever Lift their songs of saving grace. Cho. 5 Soon we'll reach the silver river. Soon our pilgrimage will cease ; Soon our happy hearts will quiver With the melody of peace. — Cho. 355 Music — Gospel Hymns No. 3, I've reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine ; Here shines undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away. Chorus. Oh, Beulah land, sweet Beulah land. As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heaven, my hoine forevermore ! The Saviour comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we ; He gently leads me with his hand, For this is heaven's border-land. — Cho. HEAVEN. 289 3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze Is borne from ever-vernal trees, And flowers that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow. — Cho. 4 The zephyrs seem to float to me. Sweet sounds of heaven's melody, As angels, with the white-robed throng, Join in the sweet redemption song. — Cho. 356 CM. Music — New Golden Shower. O land of rest, for thee I sigh, When will the moment come When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell in peace at home ? Chorus. We'll wait till Jesus comes, We'll wait till Jesus comes. We'll wait till Jesus comes. And we'll be gathered home. 2 No tranquil joys on earth I know, No peaceful sheltering dome. This world's a wilderness of woe. This world is not my home. — Cho. 3 To Jesus Christ I fled for rest. He bade me cease to roam, And lean for succor on his breast, And he'd conduct me home. — Cho. 290 HEAVEN. 4 I sought at once my Saviour's side, No more my steps shall roam, With him I'll brave death's chilling tide, And reach my heavenly home. — Cho. 357 Music — New Golden Shower. There's a beautiful land on high, To its glories I fain would fly, When by sorrows pressed down, I long for my crown In that beautiful land on high. Chcrus. In that beautiful land I'll be From earth and its cares set free ; My Jesus is there, he's gone to prepare A place in that land for me. 2 There's a beautiful land on high, Then why should I fear to die. When death is the way to the realms of day, In that beautiful land on high. — Cho. 3 There's a beautiful land on high, And my kindred its bliss enjov ; And methinks I now see them waiting forme, In that beautiful land on high. — Cho. 4 There's a beautiful land on high. Where I never shall weep or sigh: For my father hath said no tear shall be shed In that beautiful land on high. — Cho, HEAVEN. 291 5 There's a beautiful land on high, Where we never shall say " good-bye ;" Where the righteous will sing, and their chorus will ring In that beautiful land on high. — Cho. 358 Music — Fresh Laurels. 8's &' fs, I am waiting by the river, And my heart has waited long ; Now I think I hear the chorus Of the angels' welcome song; Oh, I see the dawn is breaking On the hill-tops of the blest, " Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary be at rest." Far away beyond the shadows Of this weary vale of tears. There the tide of bliss is sweeping Through the bright and changeless years ; Oh ! I long to be with Jesus, In the mansions of the blest, "Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary be at rest." 359 Music — Golden Chain. We are joyously voyaging over the main, Bound for the evergreen shore, Whose inhabitants never of sickness com- plain. And never see death any more. 292 HEAVEN. Chorus. Then let the hurricane roar, It will the sooner be o'er, We will weather the blast, and will land at last, Safe on the evergreen shore. 2 We have nothing to fear from the wind and the wave, Under our Saviour's command ; And our hearts in the midst of the dangers are brave ; For Jesus will bring us to land. — Cho. 3 Let the high heaving billow and mountain- ous wave, Fearfully overhead break ; There is One by our side that can comfort and save ; There's one who will never forsake. Cho. 4 Let the vessel be wrecked on the rock or the shoal, Sink to be seen nevermore ; He will bear, none the less, every passenger soul. Safe, safe to the evergreen shore. — Cho. ^ ^ ^ Music — Happy Voices. Vvi\ a pilgrim^, and I'm a stranger ; I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever flowing. HEAVEN. 293 Chorus. I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger ; I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 2 There the glory is ever shining ! Oh my longing heart, my longing heart is there ; Here in this country, so dark and dreary, I long have wandered, forlorn and weary. Cho. 3 There's the city to which I journey ; My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light ! There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, Nor any sin there, nor any dying ! — Cho. 361 Music — Book of Worship. C. M. On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye 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 There generous fruits, that never fail. On trees immortal grow ; There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales, With milk and honey flow. 294 HEAVEN. 4 On all those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God, the Son, forever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds nor poisonous breath Can reach that healthful shore : Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. 362 Haste, my dull soul, arise. Cast off thy care. Press to thy native skies. Mighty in prayer. Jesus has gone before, Count all thy troubles o'er. He who thy burden bore, Jesus is there. 2 Soul, for the marriage-feast. Robe and prepare, Pureness becomes each guest ; Jesus is there. Saints, wave your victory palms, Chant your celestial psalms ; Bride of the Lamb, thy charms Oh, let us wear ! 3 Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure, Glory is there ; Heaven's bliss is ever sure. Thou art its heir. &s &^ 4S. HEAVEN. 295 What makes its joy complete ? What makes its hymns so sweet ? There our best friend we'll meet, Jesus is -there. 363 Music — Book of Worship. P. M. Friend after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end . Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest. 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 affection transient fire. Whose sparks fly upward to expire. 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. 364 Music— Book of Worship. S. M. " Forever with the Lord ! " So, Jesus, let it be : Life from the dead is in that word — 'Tis immortality. 296 HEAVEN. 2 Here in the body pent, Absent from thee I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 "Forever with the Lord! " Saviour, if 'tis thy will, The promise of that faithful word E'en here to me fulfill. 4 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 365 Music — Casket. There is a beautiful world. Where saints and angels sing ; A world where peace and pleasure reign, And heavenly praises ring. Chorus. We'll be there, we'll be there, Palms of victory we shall wear, In that beautiful world on high. 2 There is a beautiful world, Where sorrow never comes ; A world where tears shall never fall. In sighing for our home. — Cho. HEAVEN. 297 3 There is a beautiful world, Unseen to mortal sight ; And darkness never enters there ; That home is fair and bright. — Cho. 4 There is a beautiful world, Of harmony and love ; Oh, may we safely enter there, And dwell with God above. — Cho. 366 Music — So7igs of Gladness. There's a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we may see it afar. For the Father waits over the way, To prepare us a dwelling-place there. Chorus. In the sweet by-and-by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore ! With our Saviour on high, We shall meet on that beautiful shore ! 2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore, The melodious songs of the blest, And our spirits shall sorrow no more — Not a sigh for the blessing of rest. — Cho. 3 To our bountiful Father above, We will offer the tribute of praise, For the glorious gift of his love, And the blessings that hallow our days ! Cho. 298 HEAVEN. 367 Music — Charm. By and by we shall see Jesus, By and by, oh, by and by ; Even now he looks and knows us, Journeying toward his home on high, And he smiles upon us, saying, " By and by, oh, by and by, Cares and trials you'll be laying With your earthly garments by." Chorus. By and by, oh, sing it softly. Thinking not of earthly care, But the by and by of heaven, Waiting for us over there. By and by we shall be standing, By and by, oh, by and by. At fair heaven's shining landing. While the river murmurs by. And our friends will round us gather, By and by, oh, by and by. Saying, " Welcome, for the Father Loves to have his children nigh." — Cho. 3 By and by, we say it gently. Looking on our peaceful dead, And we do not think of earth-life, But of heaven's sweet life instead. HEAVEN. 299 By and by we shall all gather, By and by, oh, by and by, In the life of God our Father, That shall know no by and by. — Cho. 368 Over the river the streets are of gold, There are enjoyments and pleasures untold : Over the river time never grows old, Bearing its burden of years. There all our sorrows and sighings will cease, Hushed by the chorus of heavenly peace. Over the river — thrice happy release ! We shall be free from our fears. Chorus. Over the river, over the river. Over the river the streets are of gold, Over the river the streets are of gold ; There are enjoyments and pleasures untold, Over the river time never grows old, Bearing its burden of years. 2 There every tear shall be wiped from our eyes. There where the sunlight of glory ne'er dies, Lighting forever those fair upper skies, Eden's glad plains to adorn. Over the river, fair kingdom of light ! There heaven's mansions forever are bright, Over the river there cometh no night, Long as eternity's morn. — Cho. 300 HEAVEN. 369 8's Needful is thine indulgent care. Needful thine all-prevailing prayer. 4 Needful art thou to be my stay Through all life's dark and thorny way Nor less in death thou'lt needful be. When I yield up my soul to thee. 326 MISCELLANEOUS. 4tUU Music— Hallowed Songs. P. M. " Land ahead I " its fruits are waving O'er the hills of fadeless green, And the living waters laving Shores where heavenly forms are seen. Chorus. Rocks and storms I'll fear no more When on that eternal shore. Drop the anchor ! furl the sail ! I am safe within the veil. 2 Onward, bark! the cape I'm rounding, See, the blessed wave their hands ; Hear the harps of God resounding From the bright, immortal bands. — Cho. 3 There, let go the anchor, riding On this calm and silvery bay ; Seaward fast the tide is gliding, Shores in sunlight stretch away. — Cho. 4 Now we're safe from all temptation, All the storms of life are past : Praise the Rock of our salvation. We are safely home at last. — Cho. 401 Music — Hallowed Songs. L. M. While life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given ; But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. MISCELLANEOUS. 327 2 While God invites, how blest the day, How sweet the gospel's charming sound ; Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing. Shall death command you to the grave : Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair. No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise — No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. 402 Music — Songs of Devotio7t. By cool Siloam's shady rill How sw^et 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 sacred 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. 328 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 O Thou who givest hfe and breath, We ask thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age and death, To keep us still thine own. 403 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness My beauty are, my glorious dress : Midst flaming worlds in these arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay ? Fully absolved through thee I am. From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 3 The spotless robe the same appears When ruined nature sinks in years ; No age can change its glorious hue, The robe of Christ is ever new. 4 And when the dead shall hear thy voice, Thy banished children shall rej'oice : Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesus, the Lord our righteousness. 4-04- ^^y^^*- Micdc — Joyful Songs . Who, who are. these beside the chilly wave. Just on the borders of the silent grave. Shouting Jesus' power to save, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. MISCELLANEOUS. 329 Chorus. " Sweeping through the gates" to the new Jeru- salem, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. 2 These, these are they who in their youthful days Found Jesus early, and in wisdom's ways Proved the fullness of his grace, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Cho. 3 These, these are they who in affliction's woes Ever have found in Jesus calm repose, Such as from a pure heart flows, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Cho, 4 These, these are they who, in conflict dire, Boldly have stood amid the hottest fire ; Jesus now says, " Come up higher ; " Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Cho. 5 Safe, safe upon the ever-shining shore, Sin, pain, and death and sorrow all are o'er, Happy now and evermore, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. 'Cho. 6 May we, O Lord, be now entirely thine, Daily from sin be kept by power divine. Then in heaven the saints we'll join, Washed in the blood of the Lamb. Cho. 330 MISCELLANEOUS. 405 Music — New Golden Shower. Go to Jesus when thy heart Droops beneath its weight of care ; When the joys of earth depart, Seek a purer light in prayer. Chorus. Jesus will forsake thee never, He is thine, and thine forever ; By the cooling stream that flows, Thou shalt find a sweet repose. 2 O'er the hopes in ruin laid, Does the tear in secret fall ? Is thy trembling soul afraid ? Go to Jesus — tell him all. — Cho. 3 Go to Jesus, on his breast He will lay thy aching head, Calm thy every pain to rest, Beams of mercy o'er thee shed. — Cho. 406 Music — So7igs of Glad7iess. Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Oh, what words I hear him say ! Happy place ! so near, so precious ! May it find me there each day ! Sitting at the feet of Jesus, * I would look upon the past ; For his love has been so gracious, It has won my heart at last. MISCELLANEOUS. 33I 2 Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where can mortal be more blest ? There I lay my sins and sorrows, And, when weary, find sweet rest. Sitting at the feet of Jesus, There I love to weep and pray, While I from his fullness gather Grace and comfort every day. 3 Bless me, O my Saviour ! bless me, As I sit low at thy feet ; Oh I look down in love upon me ; Let me see thy face so sweet. Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus ; Make me holy as he is : May I prove I've been with Jesus, Who is all my righteousness ! 407 Tune — Stand up for yesus. Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand ! Firm as a rock on ocean's strand ! Beat back the waves of sin that roll, Like raging floods, around thy soul ! Chorus. Stand up for Jesus, nobly stand ! Firm as a rock on ocean's strand ! Stand up, his righteous cause defend ; Stand up for Jesus, your best friend. 2 Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand ! Sound forth his name o'er sea and lan'd ! Spread ye his glorious word abroad, Till all the world shall own him Lord ! — ChO: 332 MISCELLANEOUS. 3 Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand ! Lift high the cross with steadfast hand ! Till heathen lands, with wondering eye, Its rising glory shall descry.— Cho. 4 Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand ; Soon with the blest immortal band We'll dwell for aye, life's journey o'er, In realm.s of light on heaven's bright shore. Cho. T:V/ O Tune— Yield 7iot io Tejnptation. Yield not to temptation, For weakness is sin, Each victory will help us Some other to win ; Fight manfully onward. Dark passions subdue, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. Chorus. Ask the Saviour to help you, Cornfort, strengthen and keep you He is willing to aid you, He will carry you through. 2 Shun evil companions. Bad language disdain, God's name hold in reverence, Nor take it in vain ; MISCELLANEOUS. 333 Be thoughtful and earnest, Kind-hearted and true, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. — Cho. 3 To him that o'ercometh God giveth a crown. Through faith we shall conquer, Though often cast down ; He who is the Saviour Our strength will renew. Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. 409 Tune — Frederick. ifs, 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. I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin ! Temptation without and corruption within ! E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears. And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. I would not live alway ! no, welcome to 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. 334 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 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 : 5 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 ! 4 1 U Tune— What shall the Harvest be ? Sowing the seed by the daylight fair, Sowing the seed by the noonday glare, Sowing the seed by the fading light. Sowing the seed in the solemn night ; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Chorus. Sown in the darkness or sown in the light, Sown in our weakness or sown in our might, Gathered in time or eternity. Sure, ah, sure will the harvest be. 2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, MISCELLANEOUS. 335 Sowing the seed in the fertile soil ; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be? — Cho. Sowing the seed of a lingering pain, Sowing the seed of a maddened brain, Sowing the seed of a tarnished name, Sowing the seed of eternal shame; Oh, what shall the harvest be? Oh, what shall the harvest be ? — Cho. Sowing the seed with an aching heart. Sowing the seed v/hile the tear-drops start. Sowing in hope till the reapers come, Gladly to gather the harvest home ; Oh, what shall the harvest be ? Oh, what shall the harvest be ? — Cho. 411 Tu7te — The Crystal Fount. The crystal fount is flowing free, flowing free, With radiant beauty in its smiles, The hearts of men its flow beguiles, Like stars in heaven's blue canopy. Chorus. The fount, the fount, the fount ! Come to the fount. Come to the fount. Leave the wine-cup glowing. Come to the fount. Come to the fount. Come where life is flowing. 336 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 The crystal fount is flowing bright, flowing bright, With joy and gladness in its stream. And with it bearing sunshine's beam, It marks its way with liquid light. — Cho. 3 The crystal fount is flowing on, flowing on, To glad the household hearths of men, And bid the downcast look again For joy that waits a brighter dawn. — Cho. 412 Time — Oh, Worship the Lord. Oh, worship the Lord in the beauty of holi- ness, in the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness. Glory to the Father, abounding in mercy ! Be joyful, all ye people, and magnify Jehovah. Chorus. Oh, glory, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah! Oh, come before his presence and glorify his 2 Oh, worship the Lord in the beauty of holi- ness, in the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness. Glory be to Jesus, our gracious Redeemer ! We praise him, for he loved us, and brought a great salvation. — Cho. I MISCELLANEOUS. 337 3 Oh, worship the Lord in the beauty of holi- ness, in the beauty ofhohness, in the beauty of holiness. Glory to the Spirit, the Holy Revealer ! We praise him with the Father and with the Son, our Saviour. — Cho. 4-1 ^ ^ -*- ^ Tune — Beautiful Eden. Beautiful Eden, refuge of peace, Home where the songs of the ransomed ne'er cease ; Oh, how my spirit, when saddened by gloom. Longs to behold thee, thou garden of bloom ! Chorus. Beautiful Eden, beautiful Eden, Bright are thy flowers, golden thy fruits ; Pure are thy rivers, thy fountains how free ! Beautiful Eden, my soul longs for thee. 2 Beautiful Eden, sorrow or care Never can wither thy blossoms so fair ; Sin cannot blight them, and death cannot slay, Safe in the garden of promise are they. — Cho. 3 Beautiful Eden, garden of grace. Where we may gaze on the Saviour's dear face ; There we shall gather in gladness above. Roaming the realms of an Eden of love. Cho. 338 MISCELLANEOUS. 4-1 4- ^ -■- ^*' 7ung — My Everlasting Rest. Gracious Saviour, can it be, There awaits a crown for me, Set with gems, so pure, so bright, Sparkling each with heavenly light ? Yes ! oh, yes, if you believe, Jesus has a crown to give. 2 Can it be a harp of gold, Glittering bright, these hands shall hold ? That this voice shall join the song Sung by angels round the throne ? Yes ! oh, yes, if you believe, Jesus has a harp to give. 3 Shall I have a glorious dress Purchased by thy righteousness ? Shall I dwell with thee on high. Nevermore to sin or die ? Yes ! oh, yes, if you believe, Jesus has a robe to give. 4 Shall I pass the pearly gates ? Shall I walk the golden streets ? Shall I see the great white throne. And behold the Lamb thereon ? Yes ! oh, yes, if you believe, Jesus has a heaven to give. 4 ± O Tune— Happy Day. O happy day, that fixed my choice On thee my Saviour and my God ! MISCELLANEOUS. 339 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. Chorus. Happy day ! happy day ! When Jesus washed my sins away. 2 O 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. Cho. 3 'Tis 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. Cho. 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ; Nor ever from thy Lord depart, With him of every good possessed. Cho. 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. Concluding Chorus. He taught me how to watch and pray. And live rejoicing all the day. Happy day ! happy day ! When Jesus washed my sins away. 340 MISCELLANEOUS. 4-1 fi ^ ■*■ ^^ Tune — Safe in the Arms of Jesus. Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on his gentle breast, There by his love o'ershadowed, Sweetly my soul shall rest. Hark ! 'tis the voice of angels, Borne in a song to me, Over the fields of glory, Over the jasper sea. Chorus. Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on his gentle breast. There by his love o'ershadowed, Sweetly my soul shall rest. 2 Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe from corroding care. Safe from the world's temptations, Sin cannot harm me there. Free from the blight of sorrow, Free from my doubts and fears. Only a few more trials, Only a few more tears ! — Cho. Jesus, my heart's dear refuge Jesus has died for me ; Firm on the Rock of Ages Ever my trust shall be. Here let me wait with patience, Wait till the night is o'er ; Wait till I see the morning Break on the g;olden shore. — Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 34I 417 Tune — There is a Gate. There is a gate that stands ajar, And, through its portals g. earning, A radiance from the cross afar, The Saviour's love revealing. Chorus. Oh, depth of mercy ! can it be, That gate was left ajar for me. For me, for me, for me ? Was left ajar for me ? 2 That gate ajar stands free for all Who seek through it salvation ; The rich and poor, the great and small. Of every tribe and nation. — Cho. 3 Press onward, then, though foes may frown, While mercy's gate is open ; Accept the cross, and win the crown. Love's everlasting token. — Cho. 4 Beyond the river's brink we'll lay The cross that here is given, And bear the crown of life away , And love him more in heaven. — Cho. 4-1 8 ^ -■- '-^ Tune — Come Home. Come home ! come home ! You are weary at heart. For the way has been dark, ,^2 MISCELLANEOUS. And SO lonely and wild : O prodigal child! Come home ; oh, come home ! Chorus. Come home ! come, oh, come home ! 2 Come home, come home ! For we watch and we wait, And we stand at the gate. While the shadows are piled : O prodigal child ! Come home ; oh, come home ! — Cho. 3 Come home, come home ! From the sorrow and blame, From the sin and the shame. And the tempter that smiled : O prodigal child ! Come home ; oh, come home ! — Cho. 4 Come home, come home ! There is bread and to spare, And a warm welcome there. Then, to friends reconciled ! O prodigal child ! Come home! oh, come home! — Cho. 419 Tune — One More Dav^s Work. One more day's work for Jesus : One less of life for me I But heaven is nearer, and Christ is dearer Than yesterday to me ; His love and light fill all my soul to-night. MISCELLANEOUS. 343 Chorus. One more day's work for Jesus, One less of life for me. 2 One more day's work for Jesus ; How glorious is my King ! 'Tis joy, not duty, to speak his beauty ; My soul mounts on the wing At the mere thought how Christ my life has bought. — Cho. 3 One more day's work for Jesus ; How sweet the work has been. To tell the story, to show the glory, When Christ's flock enter in ? How it did shine in this poor heart of mine I Cho. 4 One more day's work for Jesus — • Oh, yes, a weary day ; But heaven shines clearer, and rest comes nearer. At each step of the way ; And Christ in all — before his face I fall ! Cho. 5 Oh, blessed work for Jesus ! Oh, rest at Jesus' feet ! There toil seems pleasure, my wants are treasure, And pain for him is sweet. Lord, if I may, I'll serve another day. — Cho. 344 MISCELLANEOUS. 4-90 ^^^^y^ Tune — Give Me the Wings. Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. Chorus. Many are the friends who are waiting to-day Happy on the golden strand ; Many are the voices calling us away To join their glorious band — Calling us away, calling us away, Calling to the better land. 2 Once they were mourners here below. And poured out cries and tears : They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins and doubts and fears. — Cho. 3 I ask them whence their victory came ; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. — Cho. 421 Tune — Lead Me to the Rock. Lead me to the Rock that's higher Than the rock poor self can show ; Lead me to its perfect "Shelter," The " Strong Tower " from every foe. MISCELLANEOUS. 345 Chorus. In the Higher Rock I'm trusting, Restful, peaceful, saved and free, 'TiS the tested Rock of Ages, Its dear shadow shelters me. 2 Yes, the Higher Rock so towering Gives amid life's rudest storms. Perfect refuge — surest safety. Sweetest rest amid alarms. 3 'Tis the Higher Rock that gives me Faith's glad strength for every hour ; Oh ! to measure all its gladness, All its preciousness of power !— Cho. 4 'Tis the Higher Rock sustains me Joyously from day to day ; Lifting heart and soul and spirit To the purer, holier way. — Cho. 5 'Tis the Higher Rock that saves me, 'Tis the Higher Rock I've found, Where abide the crowning graces — Faith and Hope and Love abound. Cho. 6 So will I sing praises to thee — For thy wondrous power to save ; Daily 'neath thy shadow resting, Till the victor's palm I wave. — Cho. 34^ MISCELLANEOUS. A O O Time — T/iere are Angels •^ ^ ^ Hovering Round. There are angels hovering round, There are angels hovering round, There are angels, angels hovering round. 2 To carrv the tidings home, etc. 3 To the new Jerusalem, etc. 4 Poor sinners are coming home, etc. 5 And Jesus bids them come, etc. 6 There's glory all around, etc. Let us gather up the sunbeams. Lying all around our path ; Let us keep the wheat and roses, Casting out the thorns and chaff. Let us find our sweetest comfort In the blessings of to-day. With a patient hand removing All the briers from the way. Chorus. Then scatter seeds of kindness For our reaping by and by. 2 Strange we never prize the music Till the sweet-voiced bird has flown ! Strange that we should slight the violets Till the lovely flowers are gone ! MISCELLANEOUS. 347 Strange that summer skies and sunshine Never seem one half so fair As when winter's snowy pinions Shake the white down in the air. — Cho. 4-94- ^^'^ Tune — Lord Jesus, I Long. Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole, I want thee forever to live in my soul ; Break down every idol, cast out every foe ; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Chorus. Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 2 Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain, Apply thine own blood and extract every stain ; To get this blest cleansing I all things forego : Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho. Lord Jesus, look down from thy throne in the skies. And help me to make a complete sacrifice ; I give up myself, and whatever I know : Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho. 348 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat, I wait, blessed Lord, at thy crucified feet : By faith for my cleansing, I see thy blood flow : Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho. 5 Lord Jesus, thou seest I patiently wait ; Come now, and within me anew heart create. To those who have sought thee, thou never saidst No : Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho. 425 Tune — What a Friend. What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear ; What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer. Oh, what peace we often forfeit. Oh, what needless pain we bear. All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer ! Have we trials and temptations ? Is there trouble anywhere ? We should never be discouraged ; Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share ? Jesus knows our every weakness ! Take it to the Lord in prayer. MISCELLANEOUS. 349 3 Are we weak and heavy-laden, Cumbered with a load of care ? Precious Saviour, still our refuge. Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ? Take it to the Lord in prayer ; In his arm he'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there. ■^ ^ ^ Tune — Our Lajnps. Our lamps are trimmed and burning. Our robes are white and clean, We've tarried for the Bridegroom, Oh, may we enter in ? We know we've nothing worthy That we can call our own, — The light, the oil, the robes we wear. Are all from him alone. Chorus. Behold, the Bridegroom cometh ! And all may enter in, Whose lamps are trimmed and burning, Whose robes are white and clean. 2 Go forth, go forth to meet him ; The way is open now ; All lighted with the glory That's streaming from his brow. Accept the invitation Beyond deserving kind ; Make no delay, but take your lamps, And joy eternal find. 350 MISCELLANEOUS. 3 We see the marriage splendor Within the open door ; We know that those who enter Are blest forevermore. We see he is more lovely, Than all the sons of men ; But still we know the door once shut Will never ope again. 427 Tune — Look to Jesus. Look to Jesus, weary one ; Look and live, look and live Look at what the Lord has done Look and live. See him lifted on the tree ; Look and live, look and live Hear him say, " Look unto me ;" Look and live. Chorus. Look ! the Lord is lifted high ; Look to him, he's ever nigh ; Look and live, why will ye die ? Look and live. 2 Though unworthy, vile, unclean, Look and live, look and live Look away from self and sin ; Look and live. Long by Satan's power enslaved Look and live, look and live I ook to me, ye shall be saved ; Look and live.- Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 35 1 3 Though you've wandered far away, Look and live, look and live ; Harden not your heart to-day ; Look and live. 'Tis thy Father calls thee home ; Look and live, look and live ; Whosoever will may come ; Look and live. — Cho. 428 Time — We re Marching. We're marching to Canaan with banner and song; We're soldiers enlisted to fight 'gainst the wrong ; But, lest in the conflict our strength should divide, We ask. Who among us is on the Lord's side ? Chorus. Oh, who is there among us, the true and the tried. Who'll stand by his colors — Who's on the Lord's side ? 2 The sword may be burnished, the armor be bright ; For Satan appears as an angel of light ; Yet darkly the bosom may treachery hide. While lips are professing, " Fm on the Lord's side." — Cho, 352 MISCELLANEOUS. 3 Who is there among- us, yet under the rod, Who knows not the pardoning mercy of God ? Oh, bring to him humbly the heart in its pride ; Oh, haste while he's waiting, and seek the Lord's side. — Cho. 4 Oh, heed not the sorrow, the pain and the wrong ; For soon shall our sighing be changed into song. So, bearing the cross of our covenant Guide, We'll shout, as we triumph, "I'm on the Lord's side !" — Cho. A (\ ^\ From the Gamer, page 25. ^^^ Time— He Will Gather the Wheat. When Jesus shall gather the nations Before him at last to appear, Then, oh ! how shall we stand in the judg- ment, W^hen summoned our sentence to hear ? Chorus. He will gather the wheat in his garner. But the chaff will he scatter away ; Then, oh ! how shall we stand in the judg- ment Of the great resurrection day ? 2 Shall we hear, from the lips of the Saviour, The words, " Faithful servant, well done ;" MISCELLANEOUS. 353 Or, trembling with fear and with anguish, Be banished away from his throne. Cho. 3 He will smile when he looks on his children. And sees on the ransomed his seal ; He will clothe them in heavenly beauty, As low at his footstool they kneel. — Cho. 4 Then let us be watching and waiting, — Our lamps burning steady and bright, — When the Bridegroom shall call to the wed- ding Our spirits made ready for flight.— Cho. 5 Thus living with hearts fixed on heaven, In patience we wait for the time When, the days of our pilgrimage ended, We'll bask in the presence divine.— Cho. A O ^\ From the Gamer, page 27. ^C^KJ Time — Lea7iing on Jesus. Weary with walking alone, Long heavy laden with sin ; Toiling all night without Christ, — Rest for my soul shall I win, Chorus. Leaning on Jesus, I walk at his side ; Leaning on Jesus, I trust him, my Shepherd and Guide. 354 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 Fearing to stand for my Lord, Trembling for weakness in prayer ; Yet on the bosom divine Losing each sorrow and fear. — Cho. 3 Anxious no longer for self, Shrinking no longer from pain ; Leaning on Jesus alone. He all my care will sustain. — Cho. 4 Leaning, I walk in " The Way," Leaning, " The Truth " I shall know Leaning on heart-throbs of Christ, Safe into " Life " I may go. — Cho. 431 Ttine — Jesus, Love Me Still. Oh, what utter weakness fills this soul of mine! How my frequent stumblings wound thy heart divine ! Count me not unworthy, Jesus, keep me thine ; Love me still, Jesus, love me still. Chorus. Oh, what tender mercy 1 oh, what wondrous love ! Oh, what rich compassion hails me from above ; How can I but love thee, and thy grace adore ! MISCELLANEOUS. 355 2 Many are the failures in my life I see ; Many are the frailties clinging unto me ; Yet, O precious Saviour, smile complacently, Love me still, Love and bless me still. — Cho, 3 Pity me, dear Jesus, if I sometimes fall ; I among thy servants am the least of all ; Weakest of the weak ones who upon thee call; Therefore love me, Jesus, love me still. — Cho. A €^ ^^ From the Quiver, page 65. •*■ ^ ^ Time — Bri7igi7ig in the Sheaves. Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kind- ness. Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves ; Waiting for the harvest, and the tim.e of reap- ing. We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Chorus. Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves. We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. 2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze ; 356 ' MISCELLANEOUS. By and by the harvest, and, the labor endea We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. — Cho. 3 Go, then, ever weeping, sowing for the Mas- ter, Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves ; When our weeping's over, he will bid us wel- come, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. — Cho. A O O From Spiritual Songs, page 8. ■^ ^ ^ Tune — Praise the Lord, praise Him / Praise the Lord ! praise him ! Men and angels, unite in happy song ! Praise the Lord ! praise him ! Sing Jehovah's praises, loud and long ! Praise him, ye heavens ! praise him, ye stars of light ! Praise him, ye mountains ! oh, praise him day and night ! Chorus. Praise the Lord ■ praise him ! Men and angels unite in happy song ! Praise the Lord ! praise him ! Sing Jehovah's praises, loud and long/ 2 Praise the Lord ! praise him ! Praise his name, for his promises are sure ; Praise the Lord ! praise him ! For his mercies ever shall endure. MISCELLANEOUS. 357 Praise him, ye children ! men, maidens, old and young ! Kings bow before him from every land and tongue. — Cho. 3 Praise the Lord ! praise him ! Earth's Redeemer, the blessed Prince of Peace ! Praise the Lord ! praise him ! May Jehovah's praises never cease ! Sing ye his glory, send forth his name abroad ; Tell the glad story of this our mighty God. Cho. A O A From Spiritual Songs, page 36. ■* ^ ■* Tune — Our Lord is God Forever, Our Lord is God forever; Exalt him King of kings ! His mercy faileth never, My soul exultant sings. His love no good denieth, He knows my feeble frame, And every need supplieth ; Thrice holy is his name. Refrain. Our Lord is God, Forever and forever. Our Lord is God forever, Exalt him King of kings ; Exalt him, exalt him, Exalt him King of kings. 358 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 In bitterest temptations He doth my strength renew ; His tender consolations Are neither small nor few. Though trials overtake me, And duties seem severe, My Lord shall not forsake me. My soul shall never fear. — Ref. 3 Round thee my life is twining ; My only stay thou art ; Upon thy strength reclining I draw me near thy heart. Oh,' show me thy salvation. And tell me thou art mine ; And in thy new creation Make me forever thine ! — Ref. 435 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are, Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell ? Traveler, yes ; it brings the day — Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. MISCELLANEOUS. 359 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. Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease, Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo ! the Prince of peace, Lo ! the Son of God, is come ! 436 From Pure Gold. Tu7ie — Sabbath Welcome. We welcome this beautiful Sabbath of rest. Our Father has made it, 'tis hallowed and blest ; In songs of devotion, thanksgiving and praise. Our hearts and our voices together we'll raise. Chorus. Let us worship our King, and be glad while we sing, Let the hills and the valleys with melody ring; Let the deep hear the strain, and repeat it again. Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! hallelujah ! Amen. 360 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 Now joyful away to the temple of prayer, The Lord will be with us, his children are there ; The light of his glory, the smile of his love. Will beam like the sun from his kingdom above. — Cho. 3 How happy the people whose God is the Lord, Who vv^alk in his counsel, and trust in his word ; And look for the promise the Saviour has- given, A robe and a crown for the faithful in heaven. — Cho. 4 Sing on, O ye ransomed, now safe on the shore ; Sing on, you have anchored, your trials are o'er ; We'll follow your footsteps, we long to behold The river of life and the city of gold. Cho. A O n* From Bright Jewels Tune — There is Life for a Look. There is Life for a look at the crucified One, There is life at this moment for thee ; Then look, sinner, look unto him and be saved. Unto him who was nailed to the tree. miscellaneous. 361 Refrain. Look! look! look and live! There is life for a look at the crucified One, There is life at this moment for thee. 2 Oh, why was he there as the bearer of sin. If on Jesus thy guilt was not laid ? Oh, why, from his side, flowed the sin-cleans- ing blood, If his dying thy debt has not Daid ? — Ref. 3 It is not thy tears of repentance, and prayers, But the blood \h.2X atones for thy soul. On him, then, who shed it, thou mayest at once Thy weight of iniquities roll. — Ref. 4 Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has declared There remaineth no more to be done ; That once in the end of the world he appeared, And completed the work he begun. Ref. 5 Then take with rejoicing from Jesus at once The life everlasting he gives. And know, with assurance, thou never canst die. Since Jesus thy righteousness lives. Ref. 362 MISCELLANEOUS. A O Q From Pure Gold. ^00 Tune— The Good Old Way. We are going forth with our staff in hand, Through a desert wild in a stranger land ; But our faith is bright and our hope is strong. And the good old way is our pilgrim song. Chorus. 'Tis the good old way, by our fathers trod ; 'Tis the way of life, and it leadeth unto God; 'Tis the only path to the realms of day ; We are going home in the good old way. 2 There are foes without, there are foes within ; They would turn us back to the path of sin ; We will stop our ears to the words they say, While we onward press in the good old way. — Cho. 3 In the blissful hour of communion sweet, Let us come with joy to the mercy-seat ; Oh, we love to sing, and we love to pray. And we bless the Lord for the good old way. — Cho. 4 On the brink of time when we stand at last, When our sun has set, and our work is past, When our bid farewell to our mortal clay. We will praise the Lord for the good old way. — Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 363 4.00 ■* ^ ^ Tune — yust a Word for Jesus. Now just a word for Jesus, Your dearest friend so true ; Come cheer our hearts and tell us What he has done for you. Refrain Now just a word for Jesus — 'Twill help us on our way ; One httle word for Jesus, Oh, speak, or sing, or pray. 2 Now just a word for Jesus ; You feel your sins forgiven. And by his grace are striving To reach a home in heaven. — Ref. 3 Now just a word for Jesus ; A cross it cannot be To say, I love my Saviour Who gave his life for me. — Ref. 4 Now just a word for Jesus ; Let not the time be lost ; The heart's neglected duty Brings sorrow to its cost. — Ref. 5 Now just a word for Jesus ; And if your faith be dim. Arise, in all your weakness, And leave the rest to him. — Ref. 364 MISCELLANEOUS. 4.40 ^^^^ Tune — Precious Promise. Precious promise God hath given To the weary passer by, On the way from earth to heaven, " I will guide thee with mine eye." Refrain. I will guide thee, I will guide thee, I will guide thee with mine eye ; On the way from earth to heaven, I will guide thee with mine eye. 2 When temptations almost win thee. And thy trusted watchers fly, Let this promise ring within thee, ** I will guide thee with mine eye." Ref. 3 When thy secret hopes have perished, In the grave of years gone by, Let this promise still be cherished, " I will guide thee with mine eye." Ref. 4 When the shades of life are falling, y\nd the hour has come to die. Hear thy trusty pilot calling, " I will guide thee with mine eye." Ref. MISCELLANEOUS. 365 ^^J- Tune— Hark! the Herald. Hark ! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations rise ; Join the triumph of the skies : With the angelic host proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem.'' Hark ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King. 2 Mild he lays his glory by ; Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity ; Pleased as man with men to appear, Jesus, our Immanuel, here. Hark ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King. 4-4-9 ^^^^ Tune — Rejoice Evermore. Rejoice ! rejoice ! for Jesus reigns, The Prince of peace and love, To guide the children of his grace To heaven, their home above And they who seek his loving care Thro' dark and sunny days. Shall know how safely they may walk When God directs their ways. 366 MISCELLANEOUS. Chorus. Rejoice ! rejoice forevermore ! Immanuers praises sing. They must rejoice who surely know That Jesus is their king. 2 Rejoice ! rejoice ! the Christ has come, The Saviour of mankind, To seek the lost ones of his fold, And heal the halt and blind. O erring and repentant soul, Look up and thou shalt live. The Friend of sinners comes to save, To ransom and forgive. — Cho. 3 Rejoice ! rejoice forevermore, Nor let one soul repine. Though friends forget, and hearts grow cold, A Father's love is thine. And if the world seem dark with frowns, Just meet them with a smile ; And, with the hope of future bliss. All present ills beguile. — Cho. 443 More holiness give me, more sweetness within, More patience in suffering, more sorrow for sin. More faith in my Saviour, more sense of his care, More joy in his service, more purpose in prayer. MISCELLANEOUS. 367 2 More gratitude give me, more trust in the Lord, More zeal for his glory, more hope in his word. More tears at his sorrow, more pain at his grief. More meekness in trial, more praise for relief. 3 More victory give me, more strength to o'er- come. More freedom from earth-stains, more long- ings for home ; More fit for his coming, more use would I be, More blessed and holy — more. Saviour, like thee. 444 See the gentle Shepherd standing Where the quiet waters flow ; To the pastures green inviting, Hungry, thirsty, let us go. Chorus. Where he leads we will follow, We will follow all the way,- 2 Only by the door we enter, AH who enter he will save ; Life abundantly bestowing, Though his life the Shepherd gave. Cho. 368 MISCELLANEOUS. 3 Safe within the fold he leads us, He the Shepherd, we his own ; And as him the Father knoweth — Precious thought, of him we're known. Cho. 445 Will you meet me at the fountain, When I reach the glory-land ? Will you meet me at the fountain, Shall I clasp your friendly hand ? Other friends will give me welcome, Other loving voices cheer ; There'll be music at the fountain, Will you, will you meet me there ? Chorus. Yes, I'll meet you at the fountain, At the fountain bright and fair, Oh, I'll meet you at the fountain. Yes, I'll meet you, meet you there. Will you meet me at the fountain ? For I'm sure that I shall know Kindred souls and sweet communion, More than I have known below. And the chorus will be sweeter, When it bursts upon my ear, And my heaven seem completer. If your happy voice I hear. — Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 369 446 How blest in Jesus' name to meet In joyful adoration, And while his mercy we repeat, And sing his great salvation, Though discord mars the song we raise, He loves to hear us sing his praise. That we are dust he knows full well, And asks what we can render, And though we fail our love to tell, Yet, merciful and tender, The feeblest strains we strive to raise He welcomes, as our perfect praise. With l\im may none our homage share, But grateful thanks confessing, Oh, let us to his seat repair, Ascribing honor, blessing; He will resolve the chords we raise In liquid harmony of praise. And when we see him face to face, In golden showers before him, We'll cast our, crowns, conferred by grace. And with the saints adore him ; No jarring discord then we'll raise, But perfect strains of heavenly praise. 447 Sound the battle-cry ! See, the foe is nigh. Raise the standard high For the Lord : 370 MISCELLANEOUS. Gird your armour on, Stand firm every one ; Rest your cause upon His holy word. . ■ Chorus. Rouse then, soldiers ! Rally round the banner I Ready, steady, pass the word along ; Onward, forward, shout aloud hosanna ! Christ is captain of the mighty throng. 2 Strong to meet the foe, Marching on we go. While our cause we know Must prevail ; Shield and banner bright Gleaming in the light ; Battling for the right We ne'er can fail. — Cho. 3 Oh! thou God of all. Hear us when we call, Help us one and all By thy grace. When the battle's done, And the victory won, May we wear the crown Before thy face. — Cho. 448 'Twill not belong, our journey here Each broken sign and falling tear Will soon be gone, and all will be A cloudless sky, a waveless sea. miscellaneous. 37 1 Chorus. Roll on, dark stream, We dread not thy foam ; The pilgrim is longing For home, sweet home. 2 'Twill not be long the yearning heart May feel its every hope depart, And grief be mingled with its song; We'll meet again, 'twill not be long. — Cho. 3 Though sad we mark the closing eye Of those we loved in days gone by ; Yet sweet in death their latest song — We'll meet again, 'twill not be long. — Cho. 4 These checkered wilds, with thorns o'er- spread, Through which our way so oft is led — This march of time, if faith be strong. Will end in bliss, 'twill not be long. — Cho. 5 Oh, then how sweet our heaven will be, When, from all sin and sorrow free, We join with all the ransomed throng ! Bright, blessed hope ! 'twill not be long ! Cho. 449 Mourner, wheresoe'er thou art, At the cross there's room ! Tell the burden of thy heart ; At the cross there's room ! 372 MISCELLANEOUS. Tell it in thy Saviour s ear, Cast away thine every fear, Only speak, and he will hear ; At the cross there's room ! Haste thee, wanderer, tarry not, At the cross there's room ! Seek that consecrated spot ; At the cross there's room ! Heavy laden, sore oppressed, Love can soothe thy troubled breast, In the Saviour find thy rest ; At the cross there's room I Thoughtless sinner, come to-day ; At the cross there's room ! Hark ! the Bride and Spirit say. At the cross there's room ! Now a living fountain see. Opened there for you and me. Rich and poor, for bond and free At the cross there's room ! Blessed thought ! for every one At the cross there's room ! Love's atoning work is done; At the cross there's room ! Streams of boundless mercy flow, Free to all who thither go ; Oh that all the world might know At the cross there's room ! MISCELLANEOUS. 373 450 When shall we meet again — Meet ne'er to sever ? When will peace wreathe her chain Round us forever ? Our hearts will ne'er repose, Safe from each blast that blows, In this dark vale of woes, Never ! no, never. When shall love freely flow, Pure as life's river ? When shall sweet friendship glow, Changeless forever ? Where joys celestial thrill, Where bliss each heart shall fill, And fears of parting chill. Never ! no, never ? Up to that world of light, Take us, dear Saviour ; May we all there unite, Happy forever ! Where kindred spirits dwell, There may our music swell. And time our joys dispel, Never ! no, never ! 451 Now the Saviour calls us, hear his voice to-day, Listen to his teaching, listen and obey. 374 MISCELLANEOUS. Life for you and me has Jesus promised free, Come repen't, believe, and you shall happy be. Chorus. Sweet it is to know that Jesus loves us still, That surely he will guide us safe from every ill. 2 Jesus died to save us, now he reigns above, Ever interceding with unbounded love. Boldly then press forward, ever faithful be, Seek a home in heaven, life eternally. — Cho. 3 Sweet it is to know that Jesus loves us still, If we but obey and do his holy will. He will safely guide us to that happy land, Where we'll dwell forever with the angel band. — Cho. 452 There is a home eternal. Beautiful and bright, Where sweet joys supernal Never are dimmed by night ; White-robed angels are singing Ever around the bright throne When, oh, when shall I see thee, Beautiful, beautiful home ? miscellaneous. 375 Chorus. Home ! beautiful home ! Bright, beautiful home, Bright home of our Saviour, Bright, beautiful home. Flowers are ever springing In that home so fair ; Little children singing Praises to Jesus there. How they swell the glad anthem, Ever around the bright throne, When, oh, when, shall I see thee, Beautiful, beautiful home ? — Cho. Soon shall I join that anthem, Far beyond the sky ; Christ is my salvation, Why should I fear to die ! Soon my eyes shall behold him Seated upon the bright throne. Then, oh, then shall I see thee. Beautiful, beautiful home ? — Cho. 453 So near to the Kingdom ! yet what dost thou lack ? So near to the Kingdom ! what keepeth thee back ? Renounce every idol, though dear it may be, And come to the Saviour now pleading with thee. 376 MISCELLANEOUS. Chorus. Pleading with thee, pleading with thee, The Saviour is pleading, is pleading with thee. 2 So near that thou hearest the songs that resound From those who, believing, a pardon have fouFxd ! So near, yet unwilling to give up thy sin, When Jesus is waiting to welcome thee in ! Cho. 3 To die with no hope ! hast thou counted the cost? To die out of Christ, and thy soul to be lost! So near to the kingdom ! oh, come, we im- plore, While Jesus is pleading, come, enter the door ! Cho. 454 On to the conflict, soldiers for the right. Arm you with the Spirit's sword, and march to the fight ; Truth be your watchword, sound the ringing cry, Victory, victory, victory ! Chorus. Ever this the war-cry, victory, victory, Ever this the war-cry, victory ; Write it on your banners, waft it on the breeze, Victory, victory, victory. MISCELLANEOUS. 377 ^ 2 Fiercely it rages, deadly is the strife, I -; But the prize that you shall win is everlasting 5 life ; Jesus shall crown you, your reward shall be Victory, victory, victory ! — Cho. 3 Valiant and cheerful, marching right along, Every foe shall quit the field, though haughty and strong ; Fear shall oppress them, truth shall make them flee ; Victory, victory, victory ! — Cho. 4 Soon shall the warfare and the conflict cease, Soon shall dawn the welcome day of victory and peace ; Foes all subdued, we'll raise the joyful cry, Victory, victory, victory ! — Cho. 455 Oh ! do not let the word depart. And close thine eyes against the light. Poor sinner, harden not thine heart ; Thou wouldst be saved — Why not to-night ? 2 The world has nothing left to give — It has no new, no pure delight ; Oh, try the life which Christians live ! Thou wouldst be saved — Why not to-night ? 3 Our. God in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus his love requite ? Renounce at length thy stubborn will ! Thou wouldst be saved — V/hy not to-night ? 378 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 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 ? 456 Let our hearts be always cheerful ; Why should murmuring enter there ? When our kind and loving Father Makes us children of his care. Chorus. Always cheerful, always cheerful, Sunshine all around we see ; Full of beauty is the path of duty, Cheerful we may always be. 2 With his gentle hand to lead us, Should the powers of sin avail, He has promised grace to help us ; Never can his promise fail. — Cho. 3 When we turn aside from duty, Comes the pain of doing wrong ; And a shadow, creeping o'er us, Checks the rapture of our song. — Cho. 4 Oh, the good are always happy, And their path fs ever bright ; Let us heed the blessed counsel, Shun the wrong and love the right. Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 379 457 Oh, praise the Lord ! let all rejoice, And sing aloud with heart and voice ! Glory be. Lord, to thee, Our happy song shall ever be. The Prince of Peace, the King of kings, Who spreads afar his mighty wings ! Glory be, Lord, to thee, Our happy song shall ever be. Duet. Come, thou celestial dove, Come from thy courts above. Now let thy tender love Warm every heart. Then, when our life is o'er, ■ We'll meet to part no more. Those who have gone before, Friends ever dear. Solo. Saviour, teach us how to pray, Lead us in the narrow way, Lead us in the narrow, narrow way. Happy children we shall meet, Walking in the golden street, Walking in the golden, golden street. 2 Sing on, sing on your choral lays, Your sweet enraptured song of praise, Angels bright, robed in white. With harps of gold and crowns of light. 380 MISCELLANEOUS. In Eden's pure and sunny land, Around our Father's throne you stand ; Angels bright, robed in white, With harps of gold and crowns of light. 458 Praise the Lord, all ye people, oh, lift up your voice, Let the floods clap their hands and the mountains rejoice. Chorus. We will praise him, we will praise him. We will join the mighty, mighty chorus, For the Lord is our God, For the Lord is our king. 2 See the mansions of glory their portals unfold, Our Redeemer ascending, the angels behold. Cho. 3 Though the kingdoms of earth and their splendor shall fall. Yet the Lord is triumphant, he rules over all. Cho. 4 To the Lord our creator, salvation belongs ; Let his name be exalted with rapture and songs. — Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 38 1 459 Fading, slowly fading, sweet Sabbath day, Like a hallowed memory, lingers thy golden ray. Dear Saviour, now to every heart, Reveal the way, the truth impart That leads to life beyond the skies. Where pleasure never dies. Chorus. Fading, slowly fading, sweet Sabbath day : In gentle tones it seems to say : Passing away ! passing away ! In gentle tones it seems to say: Passing away ! away ! 2 Fading, slowly fading, sweet day of rest, vStill thy beauty lingers over the rosv west. Our earthly joys will soon decline. Our earthly hopes but faintly shine ; Then may we rise on wings of love. And rest with God above. — Cho. 460 We gather in this dear retreat, To worship at the Saviour's feet; Our grateful praises to repeat, And tell of Jesus' love. 'Tis here we meet to praise and pray ; 'Tis here we learn the narrow way ; And Jesus meets us here to-day. To lead our thoughts above. 382 MISCELLANEOUS. His presence will our steps attend, And bless the hours that here we spend, And every soul from sin defend. That looks to him for aid. Our help, our strength ; O Saviour dear, The feeblest prayer will reach thine ear ; And when we know a Saviour's near We need not be afraid. We thank thee for the morning light. For care and safety through the night ; For hopes that make the future bright. Our grateful songs we raise. 'Tis here the children meet and bring Their gifts of love to Christ their king ; And with their sweetest voices sing Their dear Redeemer's praise. 461 Thanks to God for every blessing Which his bounteous hand bestows ; All on earth that's worth possessing, From that hand incessant flows. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. Amen. 2 To his arms we're yet invited ; 'Tis the Saviour bids us come ; Let us, then, with hearts united. Seek through him a heavenly home. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. Amen. MISCELLANEOUS. 383 462 'Tis the Saviour who would claim Entrance to your heart ; Will you send your Lord away ? Will you say " Depart " ? He will all your trials share ; He will cleanse you from all sin. Chorus. 'Tis your Saviour, 'tis your Saviour standing there, Haste and let him in, let him in, Lest he turn away, let him in. 2 No one like the Saviour knocks At the sinner's door; 'Tis no stranger that implores, He has knocked before, He has often sought your heart. Shall he cleanse it now from sin ? Cho. 3 Oh, how can you bid him wait Till another day. When already Jesus weeps, At the long delay ? 'Twas for you that Jesus died, And 'tis you he longs to win. — Cho. 463 There's a gentle voice within calls away, 'Tis a warning I have heard o'er and o'er; But my heart is melted now, I obey ; From my Saviour I will wander no more. 384 MISCELLANEOUS. Chorus. Yes, I will go ; yes, I will go ; To Jesus I will go and be saved ; Yes, I will go ; yes, I will go ; To Jesus I will go and be saved. 2 He has promised all my sins to forgive, If" I ask in simple faith for his love; In his holy word I learn how to live. And to labor for his kin;jdom above. Cho. 3 I will try to bear the cross in my youth, And be faithful to its cause till I die ; If with cheerful step I walk in the truth, I shall wear a starry crown by and by. Cho. 4 Still the gentle voice within calls away. And its warning I have heard o'er and o'er ; But my heart is melted now, I obey ; From my Saviour I will wander no more. Cho. 464 Our heavenly Father, Hear the prayer we offer now ; Hear our prayer, the prayer we offer now Thy name be hallowed. Thy name be hallowed far and near, To Thee all nations bow, all nations bow ; MISCELLANEOUS. 385 Hear our prayer, O Father, hear us, Hear the prayer we offer now. Hear our prayer, O Father, hear us, Hear the prayer we offer now. Kneehng before thee, O thou great Ahnighty King ; Hear our prayer, the prayer we offer now ; Still from the tempter, And all that leads our thoughts away. Our feeble hearts defend, our hearts defend. Hear our prayer, O Father, hear us. Hear the prayer we offer now. Hear our prayer, O Father, hear us, Hear the prayer we offer now. 465 Great is the Lord in all his works. And kind in all his ways ; He calls us in our early youth. And claims our highest praise. We gladly seek the living spring. And find a sweet repose Where mercy guides our wandering feet Where all our comfort flows. We come to bear his burden light, The meek and lowly One, And learn by simple faith to suy, Thy will, not ours, be done. We sing of homes of glory now, And crowns divinely fair, But who can tell how great our joy When we the crowns shall wear ? 386 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 Sing to the Lord in grateful song, Adore his holy name, Let every heart and every tongue His wondrous love proclaim. To him, our Father and our God, We lift our joyful eyes. Whose gracious hand with tender care Our every want supplies. 466 Loving Saviour, to thy bosom Let my weary spirit come, Trusting in thee, resting on thee, Lead me, Saviour, lead me home, Chorus. Lead me home ! lead me home I Trusting in thee, resting on thee. Lead me home ! lead me home ! To the new Jerusalem. 2 I am sinful, weak and erring. Oft forgetful of thy love ; Yet my spirit, hungry, thirsty, Longs for manna from above. — Cho. 'i=>' 3 All inconstant, changeful, doubtin< Saviour, is my love to thee ; While thy mercies, new each morning. Breathe unchanging love to me. — Cho. MISCELLANEOUS. 387 4 May thy Spirit, sweet and holy, Rest upon me in the way ; Make me earnest, faithful, lowly, Growing like thee, day by day. — Cho. 5 Loving Saviour, to thy bosom Let my blood-washed spirit come ; Gather me with all thy jewels ; Bring me to thyself, at home. — Cho. 467 God, the all-terrible king, who ordainest, Great winds thy clarions the lightnmg thy sword, Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest, Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 2 God the omnipotent, mighty avenger, Watching invisible, judging unheard, Doom us not now in the hour of our danger, Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 3 God the all-merciful, earth hath forsaken Thy ways of blessedness, slighted thy word. Bid not thy wrath in its terrors awaken. Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 4 So shall thy children, in thankful devotion. Laud him who saved them from peril abhorred ; Singing in chorus, from ocean to ocean. Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord. 388 MISCELLANEOUS. 468 Now to heaven our prayers ascending, God speed the right ! In a noble cause contending, God speed the right ! Be their zeal in heaven recorded, With success on earth rewarded, God speed the right ! 2 Be that prayer again repeated, God speed the right ! Ne'er despairing, though defeated, God speed the right ! Like the good and great in story, If they fail, they fail with glory, God speed the right ! 3 Patient, firm, and persevering, God speed the right ! Ne'er the event nor danger fearing, God speed the right ! Pains, nor toils, nor trials heeding, And in heaven's own time succeeding, God speed the right ! 4 Still their onward course pursuing, God speed the right ! Every foe at length subduing, God speed the right ! Truth ! thy cause, whate'er delay it, There's no power on earth can stay it, God speed the right. MISCELLANEOUS. 389 469 Children of Jerusalem Sang the praise of Jesus' name ; Children, too, of modern days, Join to sing the Saviour's praise. Chorus. Hark, hark, hark ! while infant voices sing, Hark, hark, hark ! while infant voices sing, Loud hosannas, loud hosannas, loud hosannas to our King. 2 We are taught to love the Lord, We are taught to read his word. We are taught the way to heaven, Praise to God for all be given. — Cho. 3 Parents, teachers, old and young, All unite to swell the song ; Higher and yet higher rise, Till hosannas reach the skies. — Cho. 470 " Jesus wept ! " | those tears are over, But his heart is | still the | same ; Kinsman, Friend and Elder Brother, Is his ever- | lasting | name, [ Saviour, who can love like thee, Gracious one of | Betha- j ny ! \ 390 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 " Jesus wept ! " | when trials seize us, When the waves of | sorrow j roll ; \ I will lay my head on Jesus, Pillow of the I troubled \ soul. Surely none can feel like thee, Weeping one of | Betha- 1 ny ! 1 3 "Jesus wept ! " | and still, in glory. He can mark each | mourner's | tear, | Loving to retrace the story Of the hearts he j solaced | here. | Lord, when I am called to die, Let me think of | Betha- ] ny ! ] 4 "Jesus wept ! " | that tear of sorrow Is a lega- | cy of | love ; | Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow, He the same doth | ever | prove. | Thou art all in all to me. Living one of | Betha- | ny ! | 471 L.M. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 472 CM. 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. MISCELLANEOUS. 39I 473 .S*. M. Ye angels round the throne, And saints that dwell below, Worship the Father and the Son, And Holy Spirit too. ^ l^ L.C.M. 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 forever last, When time shall be no more. 475 H.M. To God, the Father's throne. Perpetual honors raise, Glory to God the Son, To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 476 6's &* 4 s. To the great One in three. The highest glories be Hence evermore ; ■ O God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, three in One, Praises to thee belong On earth, in heaven. 392 MISCELLANEOUS. 477 7s. [Use i, or 6, or 8 lines.] Praises be to God above, Praise eternal as his love ; Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son and Holy Ghost ; Praise him all below the sky. Praise the name of God, most High ; As through countless ages past Evermore his praise shall last. 478 7*5 6^ 6" s. To the Father and the Son, And Holy Spirit blest. Everlasting Three in One, All worship be addressed ; Praise from all above, below. As throughout the ages past, Now is given ; and shall be so, While endless ages last. 479 ifs. O Father Almighty, to thee be addressed, With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever blest, All glory and worship from earth and from heaven. As was and is now, and shall ever be given. MISCELLANEOUS. 393 480 ,.^-. Glory be to God, the Father, Glory to the eternal Son, Glory to the Holy Spirit, Hail the blessed Three in One ; Hallelujah ! Praise above, below the sky ; Loud proclaim Jehovah's glory, Hail ! the blessed Three in One. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Invocation, 1-3. Praise, 4-44. Prayer, 45-95. Thanksgiving, 96-130. The Lord's Day, 1 31-146. The Bible, 147-156. Missionary, 157-173. Death and Judgment, 174- Temperance, 190-204. Invitation, 205-235. Faith, 236-262. Fellowship, 263-295. Self-dedication, 296-308. Repentance, 309-322. Heaven, 323-374. Miscellaneous, 375-480. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. THE FIGURES REFER TO THE NUMBERS OF THE HYMNS. A beautiful land by faith I see. Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide, According to thy gracious word, A charge to keep 1 have, . A few more years shall roll, Again we meet, O Lord. , • ^ Alas! and did my Saviour bleed. All hail the power of Jesus' name, . Almost persuaded now to believe, Alway- with us, always. . . Amazini^ grace— how sweet the sound, Am I a soldier of the cross, Another six days' wurk is done. Approach, my .-oul, the mercy-seat, Arise, my soul, arise. . • Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake, Around the throne of God in heaven, Ascend thv throne, almighty King, . Asleepin Jesus! blessed bleep. . As pants the hart for water brooks, As the twilight shadows fall, As with gladness men of old, Awake, my soul. In joyful lays. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve. Beautiful Eden, refuge of peace, Beautiful home of the blest. Beautiful Zion, built above, Before Jehovah's awiul throne, Behold a stranger at the door. . Behold, the mountain of the Lord, . Beneath Moriah's rocky side. Blessed comfort! while I'm sleeping. Blest be the tie that binds. Blow ye the trumpet, blow. . Bread of heaven, on thee I feed, Brightly gleams our banner, . . S29 272 . 283 298 ■ . 183 * 141 ' . 24 25 . 319 270 . 38 306 . 139 69 . 320 165 . 342 163 . 175 * 273 . 177 387 . 43 37 . 413 373 . 343 13 . 123 166 . 392 * 252 . 263 161 ■ . 77 . 219 39^ INDEX. Broken in spirit, By and by we shall see Jesus, . ' . ' By cool Siloam's shady rill, Calm me, my God, Chide mildly the erring, . ' . * . Child of sin and sorrow, Children of Jerusalem, Children of the heavenly King, Christ is merciful and mild, Come, come to Jesus. . Come, every pious heart, . Come, friends of temperance. Come, happy children, let us sing Come hither, all ye weary souls. ' . Come, Holy Spirit, calm iny mind. Come, Floly Spirit, come, Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove. Come home ! come home. Come, humble sinner. Come, let us be joyful, . . . " Come, my Redeemer, come. Come, my soul, thy suit prepare. Come, sound his praise abroad. . Come, stay thy feet by the sheltering Rock Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Come to Jesus, .... Come to the Saviour, Come, we that love the Lord, Come, we that love the Lord, Come with all thy sorrow. Come, ye sinners, . . . * . Dare to do right ! dare to be true ! Dear Jesus. I long to be perfectly whole. Dear refuge of my weary soul , Dear Saviour, ever at my side. Dear Shepherd of thy people, here, Depth of mercy, can'there be, Did Christ o'er sinners weep. Ere another Sabbath's close. Ever near us, ever near us. Fade, fade, each earthlv joy. Fading, slowly fading, * Far from the fold of Jesus, '^9,T out upon the prairie, 134 113 238 459 114 159 INDEX. 397 Father, a weary heart. Father, bless thy word to all. Father, I know that all my life, . Father, I stretch my hands to thee, Father of mercies, God of love. Father of mercies, in thy word. Father, whute'er of earthly bliss. Fierce and wihi the storm is raging, Forever with the Lord. Friend after friend departs, . Friends of temperance, From every stormy wind that blows From Greenland's icy mountains. From the mountain top, Gentle Jesus, meek and mild. Give me the wings of faith, . Glad tidings! glad tidings! Glory be to God, the Fatlicr, , Glory to God in the highest. Glory to God ! peace on the earth. Glory to thee, my (niod. Go, bury thy sorrow, God railing yet ! shall I not hear, God has said. Forever blessed, God, the all-terrible king. Go to Jesus when thy neart, . Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, . Gracious Saviour, Gracious! Spirit, love divine. Great ' -od ! how infiniie art thou, Great God, thy presence, . Great is the Lord, Guide me, O thou great Jehovah ! Hail to the Lord's Anointed ! . Hark I hark ! my soul, Hark ! I hear the Saviour calling, Hark ! my soul, it is the Lord, Hark ! the herald angels sing. Hark, the mighty tones sublime, Hark ! the song of jubilee, Hark! what mean those holy. Haste, my dull soul, arise, Hasten, Lord ! the glorious time. Hasten, sinner, to be wise, Have you any room for Jesus, . Hear the royal proclamation, 398 INDEX. Heavenly Father, we beseech thee, He leadeth me ! oh, blessed thought. Help us. Lord, throughout this day, Holy Bible, book divine, Holy Gho^t, with light divine. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Ho ! my comrades, see the signal, How blest in Jesus' name, How blest the man, . How blest the righteous when they die How firm a foundation. How gentle God's commands, How happy is the youth who hears. How oft. alas 1 th is wretched heart, How pleasant thus to dwell below, How sweet and awful is the place, . How sweet is ihe Sabbath, the morning How sweet is the Sabbath to me, How sweet the name of Jesus, . How sweet to be allowed to pray. How sweet to leave the world awhile, I am coming to the cross, I am so glad that our Father in heaven I am waiting by the river. If we knew, when walking thoughtless I gave my life for thee, I have read of a beautiful city, . I heard a voice, the sweetest voice, I heard the voice of Jesus say, . I lay my sins on Jesus, I love thy kingdom. Lord, I love to steal awhile away, . I love to tell the story, I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, . I'm but a stranger here. In all my Lord's appointed ways, . In the Christian's home in glory, In the cross of Christ I glory, In the march of life, In the silent midnight, I saw One hanging on a tree, Is it true thnt I must lie, I stood outside the gate, . I think when I read that sweet story, I've found the pearl ot greatest price, I've reached the lanJ of corn and wine I waited for the Lord, my God, . INDEX. 399 I was a wandering sheep, I will sing of my Redeemer, I would nut live alvvay, Jerusalem, forever bright, Jerusalem, my happy home, Jerusalem, the golden, Jesus, and shall it ever be, Je^us, cast a look on me, . Jesus, engrave it on my heart, Jesus hath sought us, Jesus, I love thy charming name, Jesus, immortal King ! arise, Jesus, I my cross have taken, Jesus is our loving Saviour, Jesus is our pilot, Jesus, keep me near the cross^ Jesus! let thy pitying eye, Jesus, lover of my soul. Jesus loves me ! this I know, Jesus, most holy, pray I to thee, Jesus, my saviour, bind me, . Jesus, my Saviour, cleanse me, . Jesus, my strength, my hope ! Jesus slmll reign where er the sun, Jesus, tender shepherd, hear me, Jesus, the very thought of thee, Jesus the water of life, Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts ! Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, Jesus, thy church withlonging, Jesus, to thy dear arms I flee, '■ Jesus wept," those tears are over, Jesus, who knows full well, . Joyfully, joyfully, onward, Joy to the world. Just as I am, without one plea. Knocking, knocking, who is there. Land ahead ! its fruits are waving. Lead me to Jesus. Lead me to the Kock, Lead us. heavenly Father, lead us, Leagued with all "the powers. Leteverv heart rejoice and sing, Let God." the Father and the Son. Let our hearts be always cheerful. 400 INDEX. Let us grather up the sunbeams, . Lift high the temperance banner, Lift the voice in holy song, Little drops of water, . Lo! a fountain full and free, Look to Jesus, weary one, Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious, Lo! on a narrow neck of laud, Lord, at thy mercy-seat. . Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, . Lord, I hear of .showers of blessings, Lord Jesus. I long to be perfectly whole Lord, teach us how to pray, Lo ! the stone is rolled away, . Loving Saviour, to thy bosom, . March along together. May the grace of Christ our Saviour More holiness give me. More love to thee, O Christ, Mourner, wheresoe'er thou art, Must Jesus bear the cr.iss alone. My body, soul and spirit, My country, 'tis of thee. My days ar.^ gliding swiftly, . My faith looks up to thee, My Father, I would be thy child My God ! is any hour so sweet. My heavenly home is bright and fair. My home is in heaven. Mv hope is built on nothi- gless, Mv Saviour stands waiting, My soul, be on thy guard, My soul, repeat his praise, Nea^-er, my God. to thee. Never be afr>iid to spiak for Jesus, Not all the blood of beasts. Nothing either great or small, Not what I feel or do. . Now be the gospel banner. Now just a ward for Jesus, Now "the Sabbath eve declining, Now the Saviour calls us. Now to heaven our prayers ascending, O day of rest and gladness, . O Father Almighty, to thee be addressed, 146 479 INDEX. 401 Of thy love some gracious token, O God, our help in ages past, O happy day, that fixed my choice, . O happy saints, who dwell in light, Oh ! do not let the word depart. Oh, could I speak the matchless worth Oh for a closer walk with God, Oh for a faith that will not shrink, Oh for a heart to praise my God, Oh for a thousand tongues to sing. Oh, if my house is built upon a rock, Oh, praise the Lord, let all rejoice, Oh ! say, don't you see as in triumph it Oh that I knew the secret place. Oh that my load of sin were gone, . Oh that the Lord would guide my wny Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross, Oh, think of a home over there, . Oh, we are the reapers, Oh, we are volunteers in the army, Oh, what utter weakness, Oh, whither should I go, . Oh, word of words the sweetest, Oh, worship the Lord, O land of rest, for thee I sigh, O Lord, thy perfect word. Once more, my soul, One by one the sands are flowing, One more day's work for Jesus, One sweetly solemn thought. One there is above all others. On .Jordan's stormy banks I stand, Only just across the river, Only waiting till the shadows, . On the mountain's top, On the sweet Eden shore. On to the conflict. Open the door for the children , . Our heavenly Father, . Our lamps are trimmed and burning Our Lord is God forever, Our times are in thy hand. Over the ocean wave, far, far away. Over the river the streets are of gold Palms of glory, raiment bright, Pass me not, O gentle Saviour ! . People of the living God, 402 INDEX. Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound, Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, . Praise God, from whom all blessings How Praise, ray soul, the King of heaven, Praises be to God above, Praise the Lord, all ye people, Praise the Lord ! praise him, Praise the Saviour, O ye people ! Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. Precious promise God hath given, . Precious Saviour, 1 have found thee, Rejoice ! rejoice ! for Jesus reigns, . Kemember thy Creator now, Repeat the story o'er and o'er, Rescue the perishing. Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Round the temperance standard rally, Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safely through another week. Saviour, like a shepherd lead us. Saviour, listen to our prayer, . Saviour, source of every blessing. Saviour, visit thy plantation, . Say, brothers, will you meet us, . See Israel's gentle Shepherd, . See the gentle Shepherd standing, Shall we gather at the river, . Shall we meet beyond the river, . Shall we meet in heaven. Shall we sing in heaven forever. Shout for joy, come before the Lord Show pity. Lord, Silent night! holy night! Simply trusting every day. Sing them over again to me, . Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Softly now the light of day, . Some are sowing their seed. So near to the Kingdom, Sound the battle-cry. Sowing in the morning, Sowing the seed. Stand up for Jesus, Still with thee. O my God, Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, , INDEX. 403 Sweet hour of prayer, Sweet is the work, ray God, my King, Sweetly sing, sweetly sing. Sweet Sabbath school, . Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, , Sweet thought, my God, Take the cross without repining, Tell me the old, old story. Thanks to God for every blessing, The army of temperance. The Bible, the Bible, more precious than gold The cross, the cross, the blood-stained cross. The crystal fount, .... > The day is past and gone. The light of Sabbath eve, . The Lord is in his holy temple, The Lord my shepherd is. The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want, '1 he Master is come, and calleth for thee. The morning light is breaking, The pearly gates are open, There are angels hovering round, . There is a beautiful world, There is a blessed home. There is a clime where Jesus reigns, There is a drink that leads, . There is a fountain filled with blood, . There is a gate that stands ajar. There is a glorious kingdom, There is a happy land, There is a happy time. There is a holy city, There is a home eternal, . There is a land of pure delight. There is an hour of peaceful rest. There is beauty all around, . There is life for a look, There is work to do for Jesus. There's a beautiful land on high, There's a gentle voice, . There's a land that is fairer. There's rest on the bosom of Jesus, . The Saviour calls, let every ear, . The shadow of the Rock, The sun shines bright. The voice of free grace cries. Escape, The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin 404 INDEX. They are waiting for the coming, Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, This is the day the Lord hath made, Through all the changing scenes, Through the love of God our Saviour. Through the valley of the shadow I must go, Thy way, not mine, O Lord ! . Time is w^inging us away, 'Tis religion that can give. 'Tis the Saviour who would claim. To-day the saviour calls. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To God be the glory, great things he hath done. To God, the Father's throne, Toil on, teachers, toil on boldly, Tossed with rough winds, To the Father and the Son, , To the great One in three, 'Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died, 'Twill not be long, . Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, Watchman, tell us of the night, . Weak and weary, poor and sinful We are but young, . We are coming, blessed Saviour, We are going forth, . We are joyously voyaging, We are marching on, We are on our journey home, We are o\it on the ocean, . We are pilgrims on the earth. Weary wanderer o'er the main, . Weary with walking alone. Weeping will not save me. We gather in this dear retreat. We have come rejoicing, . Welcome, sweet day of rest, . We love our own dear Bethany, We praise thee, O God, We're marching to Canaan. We're on tlie road that leads along, We've 'listed in a holy war. We welcome this beautiful Sabbath, What a friend we have in Jesus, What sinners value I resign. When all thy mercies, O my God, When clouds hang darkly, . 346 133 135 10 INDEX. 405 When he cometh, When his salvation bringing, When I can read my title clear, , When I survey the wondrous cross. When Je.^us shall gather the nations, When life's labor song is sung, When peace, like a river, , When shall we meet again. When the battle is fought. When the worn spirit wants repiisc. When thou, my righteous Judge, Where we oft have met. While life prolongs its precious light, Whilst thee 1 seek, protecting Power, Whither, pilgrims, are you going, Who is he in yonder stall, Who'll be the next, . Whosoever heareth, Who, who are these, Why do you wait, dear brother. Will you meet me at the fountain, With'broken heart and contrite sigh, With harps and with viols, With tearful eyes I look around, Work, for the night is coming, . Ye angels round the throne, . Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim, Yield not to temptation, Zion, the marvelous story be telling, 184 109 339 29 429 347 174 450 326 13S 186 176 401 98 328 227 404 235 445 315 282 205 473 171 408 B^^fe^ ® k^/i Wi Ki m m »m ^jik^::^^ mi iiil m. iJU^ mm m m §m §kw{^ mM^f' mn '^v ^vm mm^i0^^^ m im