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 161 Hallowed Songs — 
 
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 177 Songs of Devotion.. 
 
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 92 Fresh Laurels 
 
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 184 Songs of Devotion.. 
 
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INTRODUCTION. 
 
 OUE idea is to put in small space, with comfortable 
 type, the old and new hymns which are so " catch- 
 ing" that a congreg-ation cannot help but sing. Not 
 more than one out of four church-goers sings, and he 
 who does sing is apt to do it with his mouth half shut, 
 as though to keep his soul from escaping with the utter- 
 ance. 
 
 We do not print the music with the words, because the 
 vast majority of people in church never look at the 
 music even when it is printed. Besides that, nearly all 
 the tunes we sing are familiar, and we need no guide- 
 board on a road we have all our lives been travelling. 
 If there be any one who does not know " Toplady " and 
 '* Antioch," we defy all the music books of the world to 
 teach him. When we want to employ " new tunes " 
 we will learn them in the congregational singing- school, 
 an indispensable institution. The "notes" are indis- 
 pensable for schools vvhere the art is to be learned ; but 
 If in church one cannot follow a tune except by poising 
 himself on minims or semi-quavers, there will not be 
 much devotion in what he sings. It makes us nervous 
 to have a man sitting next to us in chm-ch who sings by 
 note when he does not know how. Instead of mounting 
 heavenward on the five-runged ladder of the musical 
 staff, he is all the time afraid of faUing off. We do not 
 come to church to study music, but to worship God. 
 
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INTRODUCTION. 
 
 IVe also want a cheap book, so that if there be ten 
 jtiembers of a family, there can be ten copies in a pew, 
 that number costing no more than one copy of the 
 ordinarily expensive Church Hymn Book. 
 
 We hear on all sides a demand for such a publication 
 and to supply that, while at the same time we gratify 
 our own congreg-ation, we send this unpretending 
 volume forth with the prayer, "Let every thing that 
 hath breath praise the Lord I " 
 
 T. DE WITT TALMAGE. 
 
 Brooklyn, Feb. 22, 1S74. 
 
 THESE two hundred choice hymns, which are enough 
 to last any congregation for a long time, are arranged 
 in alphabetical order. This affords much greater conve- 
 nience for finding them, than if arranged according to 
 their subjects. 
 
 An ample Index of Subjects is at the end of the book, 
 as well as an Index of Fir fit Lines. 
 
 On page 2 will be found an Indese^ of Specvtl Tunes 
 adapted to the hymns of irregular metre. This fur- 
 nishes every needed facility for the use of all those 
 hymns. The other hymns can be sung to well-known 
 tunes, concerning which no particular direction is 
 needed. 
 
 Compilers of other hymn books are reminded that 
 many of the hymns in this book are copyright property, 
 which must not be taken without consent of the pub- 
 lishers. 
 
 A. T. 
 4 
 
©abernatle Cljorua. 
 
 A 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Watch.— Matt. 25. 13. 
 CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A G-od to glorify ; 
 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 
 And lit it for the sky, 
 
 2 To serve the present age^ 
 My calling to fulfil, 
 
 0, may it all my powers engage 
 To do my Master's wilL 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous cara, 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 
 And 0, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
 A strict account to givo. 
 
 4 Help me to watch and pray, 
 And on thyself rely, 
 
 Assured, if I my trust betray, 
 I shall forever die. 
 
 2 CM. 
 
 Christ died for our sLqs. — 1 Cor. 15. 3. 
 
 ALAS I and did my Saviour bleed I 
 And did ray Sov'reign die I 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
^ahtxnatU Qlljarus. 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 He groaned upon the tree? 
 
 Amazing pity I grace unknown I 
 And love beyond degree 1 
 
 3 "Well might the sun in darkness hide 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 
 When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 While his dear cross appears : 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 The debt of love I owe; 
 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 3 CM. 
 
 Qod is faithful, who •will not suffer you to be tempted 
 above that ye are able. — 1 Cor. 10. 13. 
 
 ALAS ! what hourly dangers rise, 
 What snares beset my way ; 
 To heaven, let me lift mine eyes, 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 Whene'er temptations fri^ ht my heart, 
 Or lure my ieet aside. 
 
 My God, thy powerful aid impart, 
 My Guardian and ray Guide. 
 
 3 keep me in thy heavenly way, 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 
 And let me never, never stray, 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
A' 
 
 ®abernacle €l)0rus, 
 
 CM. 
 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords. — Rev. 19. 161 
 LL hail the power of Jesus' name 1 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown hhn Lord of all. 
 
 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 Ye ransomed from the fall, 
 
 Han 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 baU, 
 
 To him all majesty ascribe. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 that with yonder sacred throng, 
 "We at his feet may fall ; 
 
 "We 'U join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 CM. 
 
 Being justified freely by his grace.— EoiiAKS 8. 24. 
 
 AMAZESi Gr grace ! how sweet the sound 
 That saved a wretch like me ! 
 
 1 once was lost, but now am found : 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 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 I 
 
 T 
 
©abernacU Stjorita. 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares 
 
 1 have already come : 
 
 'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 
 I shall possess, within the vail, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 6 C. M. 
 
 Fight the good fight of faith.— 1 Tim. 6. 12. 
 
 AM I a soldier of the cross, 
 A foUVer of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies, 
 On flowery beds of ease ? 
 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace. 
 To help me on to Grod ? 
 
 4 Sure, I must fight, if I would reign : 
 Increase my courage. Lord I 
 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by the word. 
 
 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war. 
 Shall conquer, though they die ; 
 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 
 By fliith they bring it nigh. 
 8 
 
ffiabernacle (El)oxm, 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thine armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 7 S. M. 
 
 We shall all stand before the judgment seat of Christ 
 EOMANS 14 10. 
 
 AND will the Judge descend ? 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 2 How will my heart endure 
 The terrors of that day, 
 
 When earth and heaven before his face 
 Astonished shrink away ? 
 
 3 But ere the trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 
 Hark 1 from the Gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread. 
 
 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 8 CM. 
 
 O God, hear the prayer of thy servant.— Dan. 9. IT. 
 
 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 cailest buidened souls to thee, 
 And such, Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 By Satan sorely press'd, 
 
 By war ^vithout, and fear within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place ; 
 That, sheltered near thy side, 
 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him. Thou hast died. 
 
 5 0, wondrous love I to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious Name ! 
 
 9 H. M. 
 
 Seeing lie ever Hveth to make intercession for them. 
 Heb. T. 25. 
 
 ARISE, my soul, arise ; 
 Shake off thy guilty fears ; 
 The bleeding sacrifice 
 In my behalf appears ; 
 Before the throne my surety stands : 
 My name is written on his hands. 
 
 2 He ever lives above. 
 
 For me to intercede. 
 
 His all-redeeming love. 
 
 His precious blood to plead ; 
 His blood atoned for aU our race, 
 And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 10 
 
10 
 
 a:abernacle Qll^artis. 
 
 3 My God is reconciled ; 
 
 His pardoning voice I hear ; 
 He owns me for his child — 
 I can no lons^er fear; 
 His Spirit answers to the blood, 
 And tells me I am born of God 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Awake, awake ; put on streng-th, O arm of the Lord. — 
 
 ISAIAII 51. 9. 
 
 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 flowed from Jepus' side. 
 
 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, 
 In every land declare thy name. 
 Let adverse powers before thee fall. 
 And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 
 
 11 
 
 S.M. 
 
 They sing the song of Moses the servant of God, and 
 the song of the Lamb. — Eev. 15. 3. 
 
 AWAKE, and sing the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake every heart and every tongue 1 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 11 
 
2 Sing of his dying love : 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 
 Sing — how he intercedes above 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Ye pilgrims I on the road 
 To Zion's city, sing ! 
 
 Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,— 
 In Christ, the eternal King. 
 
 4 Soon shall we hear him say, — 
 ** Ye blessed children ! come;'' 
 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 And take his wanderers home. 
 
 5 There shall each raptured tongue 
 His endless praise proclaim ; 
 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 12 L.M. 
 
 I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the mornbig. 
 PsA. 59. 16. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily course of duty run; 
 Shake off duU sloth, and early rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart. 
 And with the angels bear thy part ; 
 Who all night long unwearied sing, 
 "Grlory to thee, eternal King." 
 
 3 Grlory to thee, who safe hast kept 
 And hast refreshed me while I slept ; 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
 I mav of endless life partake. 
 
 12" 
 
4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; 
 Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 
 Guard my first spring of thought and will, 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 5 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
 All I design, or do, or say, 
 
 Tliat all my powers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite, 
 
 13 L.M. 
 
 How excellent is thy loving-kindness ! — ^Psa. 86. T. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's 
 praise. 
 He justly claims a song from thee, — 
 His loving-kindness, how free 1 
 
 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
 Yet loved me, notwithstanding all. 
 He saved me from my lost estate, — 
 His loving-kindness, how great I 
 
 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. 
 Has gathered thick, and thundered loud^ 
 He near my soul has always stood, — 
 His loving-kindness, how good I 
 
 4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
 ! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 5 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day ; 
 And slug with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving-kindness in the skies. 
 
 13 
 
®ttbcrnacle dTljoriJs. 
 14 CM. 
 
 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high caJlin^ 
 of God in Christ Jesus.— Phil. 3. 14. 
 
 AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 And press with vigour on : 
 .A tieavenly 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 calk thee from on high ; 
 
 'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine uplifted eye. 
 
 4 Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 And press with vigour on ; 
 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 15 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Make a joyfiil noise unto the Lord, all ye lands. 
 PSA. 100. 1. 
 
 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 sov'reign power, without our aid, 
 Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 
 
 And when, like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd 
 He bro'iglit us to His fold again. 
 
 14 
 
®abernacle Cljorus. 
 
 3 We are thy people, we thy care ; 
 Our souls and all our mortal frame : 
 
 What lasting honours shall we rear, 
 Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 
 
 4 We '11 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. 
 
 5 Wide as the world is thy command, 
 Vast as eternity th}^ love ; 
 
 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
 When rolKng years shall cease to move. 
 
 16 L. M. 
 
 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock.— Eev. 8. 20. 
 
 BEHOLD a stranger at the door; 
 He gently knocks, has knocked before ; 
 Hath waited long, — is waiting still ; 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 0, lovely attitude ! He stands 
 
 With melting heart and outstretched hands I 
 O, matchless kindness 1 and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes I 
 
 3 Admit him, ere his anger burn, 
 His feet departed ne'er return ; 
 Admit him, or the hour's at hand. 
 You '11 at his door rejected stand. 
 
 17 S.M. 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God !-^oiin 1. 29. 
 
 BEHOLD the Lamb of God, 
 Who takes my sin away, 
 And, cleansing me in precious hV od, 
 Leaves naught for me to pay. 
 
 15 
 
tabernacle €l]oxvie. 
 
 2 The sin-atoning Lamb, 
 The Sacrifice for me ; 
 
 Pardoned and justified I am, 
 From condemnation free. 
 
 3 My Saviour and my God 
 "Was crucified for me ; 
 
 For me he shed his precious blood 
 Upon the cursed tree. 
 
 4 He died my soul to save — 
 How rich, how free his love I 
 
 Through him I triumph o'er the grave, 
 And reign with him above. 
 
 18 
 
 11, a 
 
 Know ye that tlie Lord he is God. — Psa. 100. 3. 
 
 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth ; 
 Oh, serve him with gladness and fear; 
 Exult m his presence with music and mirth ; 
 With love and devotion draw near. 
 
 2 For Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, 
 Creator and Ruler o'er all ; 
 
 And we are his people, his sceptre we own ; 
 His sheep, and we follow his call. 
 
 3 Oh, enter his gates with thanksgiving and 
 
 song; 
 Tour vows in his temple proclaim ; 
 His praise with melodious accordance prolong, 
 And bless his adorable name. 
 
 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good. 
 And we are the work of his hand ; 
 
 His mercy and truth from eternity stood, 
 And shall to eternity stand. 
 10 
 
©obernocle €I)ortts. 
 19 S.M. 
 
 We are one body in Christ. — Eom. 12. 5. 
 
 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. 
 
 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. 
 
 20 
 
 H.M. 
 
 In the day of atonement shall ye make the tmmpet 
 sound.— Lev. 25. 9. 
 
 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 The gladly solemn sound; 
 Let aU the nations know, 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of Jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home* 
 2 17 
 
tabernacle (!il)0ru9. 
 
 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 
 Redemption by his blood 
 
 Througli all the lands proclaim ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home, 
 
 3 Ye who have sold for naught 
 The heritage above, 
 
 Shall have it back imbought, 
 The gift of Jesus' love : 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 4 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 The news of pard'niug grace ; 
 
 Ye happy souls, draw near. 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 21 
 
 11,10. 
 
 We have seen his star in th >»st, and are come to 
 worship him.— Matt. 2. 2. 
 
 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the 
 morning. 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid I 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning. 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
 2 Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining, 
 Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; 
 
 Angels adore him in slumber reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 18 
 
©abernacle Cljorns. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 Odours of Edom and off 'rings divine? 
 
 Grems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 
 
 4 Yainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
 Vainly with gifts would his favour secure ; 
 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to G-od are the prayers of the poor. 
 Chorus : 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has purchased 
 
 our pardon ; 
 We 'U praise him again when we pass over 
 Jordan. 
 
 22 L.M. 
 
 Enter ye in at the strait gate.— Matt. 7. 13. 
 
 BROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
 2 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command: 
 
 Nature must count her gold but dross. 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints. 
 And walks the ways of G-od no more, 
 
 Is but esteemed almost a saint. 
 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 4 Lord ! let not aU my hopes be vaiii : 
 Create my heart entirely new : 
 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
 Which false apostates never knew. 
 
 19 
 
Stobernacle (itl)ortts 
 23 CM. 
 
 Peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. 
 EoM. 5. 1. 
 
 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, — 
 
 3 Calm in the hour of buoyant health, 
 Calm 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 threat'ning, tauntiug throng, 
 Who hate thy holy name. 
 
 5 Calm me, my God, and L^ep me calm, 
 Soft resting on thy breast ; 
 
 Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, 
 And bid my spirit rest. - 
 
 24 /s. 
 
 Rejoice in the Lord always.— Phil. 4. 4. 
 
 CHILDREN of the heavenly King! 
 As we journey, let us sing; 
 Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 20 
 
Otabernacle QTljorus. 
 
 2 We are travelling home to G-od, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon then- happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest; 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest , 
 There, your seat is now prepared, 
 There, your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
 On the borders of our land ; 
 Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
 Bids us undismay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord I obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be. 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 
 25 
 
 7s. 
 
 Now is Christ risen from the dead. — ^1 Coe. 15. 20. 
 
 CHRIST is risen from the dead, 
 Christ, our ever-living Head ; 
 Now he hves who once was slain, 
 Lives, for evermore to reign. 
 Risen Sun of Righteousness, 
 Risen to save, to cheer, to bless ; 
 Blessed Saviour, living Lord, 
 Ev^r be thy name adored. 
 
 Chorus : 
 Mighty Victor, strong to save. 
 Thou hast conquered o'er the grave. 
 Death hath lost its power and sting; 
 Praise to our victorious King. 
 
 21 
 
tabernacle ^i)oxnQ. 
 
 2 Christ hath triumphed o'er the grave: 
 Christ hath shown his power to save. 
 Cruel death, and bitter strife — 
 
 Christ hath purchased endless hfe. 
 Now our faith is not in vain ; 
 Jesus Christ hath risen again: 
 Yict'ry through our conquering Lord, 
 To his Father's throne restored. 
 
 3 Bright our hope beyond the tomb, 
 Gone the darkness, gone the gloom ; 
 Gone the dreadfiil fear of death ; 
 "We may sing with latest breath. 
 Sown in weakness, raised in power, 
 For the resurrection hour ; 
 
 Glory, glory, let us sing, 
 Glory to our risen Eang. 
 
 26 
 
 7s. 
 
 Seek those thingrs which are above, where Christ sitteth 
 on the right hand of God. — Col. iii. 1. 
 
 CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day, 
 Sons of men and angels say: 
 Raise your joys and triumphs higli, 
 Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 
 
 2 Love's redeemir g work is done, 
 Fought the fight, the vict'ry won: 
 Jesus' agony is o'er. 
 
 Darkness veils the earth no more. 
 
 3 Yain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ has burst the gates of hell; 
 Death in vain forbids him rise, 
 Christ hath opened Paradise. 
 
®abernacle ffifjortts. 
 
 4 Soar we now where Christ hath led, 
 Followiog our exalted Head ; 
 Made like him, like him we rise ; 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skip^J. 
 
 27 L.M. 
 
 Be perfectly joined together in the same min<L 
 1 COE. 1. 10. 
 
 COME, Christian brethren, ere we part, 
 Join every voice and every heart ; 
 One solemn hymn to God we raise, 
 One final song of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Christians, we here may meet no mor^, 
 But there is yet a happier shore ; 
 And there, released from toil and pain, 
 Dear brethren, we shall meet again. 
 
 28 
 
 Yoiir sins are forgiven you for his name's sake. 
 1 John 2. 12. 
 
 COME, come to Jesus 1 
 He waits to welcome thee, 
 wand'rer, eagerly; 
 Come, come to Jesus I 
 
 2 Come, come to Jesus ! 
 He waits to ransom thee, 
 
 slave I eternally ; 
 Come, come to Jesus 1 
 
 3 Come, come to Jesus I 
 He waits to lighten thee, 
 
 O burdened I graciously ; 
 Come, come to Jesus I 
 
®abernade QTIjortis. 
 
 4 Come, come to Jesus I 
 He waits to give to thee, 
 
 blind 1 a vision free ; 
 Ccme, come to Jesus I 
 
 29 H.M. 
 
 Blessed be his glorious name forever. — ^Psalm 72.19. 
 
 COME, every pious heart 
 That loves the Saviour's name, 
 Your noblest powers exert 
 To celebrate his fame : 
 Tell all above and aU below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 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, 01 who can tell? 
 To save our souls from death and hell. 
 
 3 From the dark grave he rose. 
 The mansion of the dead ; 
 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 In glorious triumph led: 
 Up through the sky the conq'ror rode, 
 And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 
 
 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 
 The debt we owe thy love ; 
 
 Tet tell us how we may 
 Our gratitude approve : 
 Our hearts — our all to thee we give : 
 The gift, though small, do thou receive. 
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30 s. M. 
 
 He will guide yon into all truth.— John 16. 13. 
 
 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 hfe on every part, 
 And new create the whole. 
 
 4 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts. 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 
 Then shaU we know, and praise, and love^ 
 The Father, Son, and thee. 
 
 31 CM. 
 
 Quicken me, Lord, for thy name's sake. — Psa. 143. 11. 
 
 COMB, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all thy quicL'nmg powers ; 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 25 
 
tabernacle (Eljarus. 
 
 3 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 ? 
 
 4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 32 
 
 Now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. 
 KOMANS 13. 11. 
 
 COME, let us anew 
 Our journey pursue, 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still till the Master appear. 
 His adorable will 
 Let us gladly fultil. 
 And our talents improve 
 By the patience of hope and the labour of love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream ; 
 Our time, as a stream, 
 
 Glides swiftly away. 
 
 And the fugitive moment refuses tu stay. 
 
 The arrow is tiown, 
 
 The moment is gone, 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 
 
 3 that each, in the day 
 Of His coming, may say, 
 
 " I have fought my way through, 
 I have finished the work thou did'st give me 
 to do I " 
 26 
 
ffiabernacle Cljarus, 
 
 that each from his Lord 
 May receive the glad word, 
 
 ^^Well and faithfully done; 
 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my 
 throne I" 
 
 33 CM. 
 
 Worthy is the Lamb that was slain. — Eev. 5. 12. 
 
 COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 *' Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 "To be exalted thus:" 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb," our hearts reply, 
 "For he was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive % 
 Honour and power divine ; 
 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 34 L.M 
 
 And they sung a new song. — Eev. 5. 9. 
 
 COME, let us sing the song of songs- 
 The saints in heaven began the strain^* 
 The homage which to Christ belongs : 
 "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!" 
 
 2 Slain to redeem us by his blood. 
 To cleanse from every sinful stain. 
 
 And make us kings and priests to God — 
 " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!'* 
 
 2T 
 
erabernacle (Eljorus. 
 
 3 To him who suffer'd on the tree, 
 Our souls, at his soul's price to gain, 
 
 Blessing, and praise, and glory be : 
 
 " "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slam !'* 
 
 4 To him, enthron'd by filial right, 
 
 All power in heaven and earth proclaim, 
 Honour, and majesty, and might: 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!" 
 
 5 Long as we live, and when we die. 
 And while in heaven with him we reign, 
 
 This song our song of songs shall be : 
 " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain I" 
 
 35 H. M. 
 
 That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith. 
 Epii. 3. IT. 
 
 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. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 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. 
 
®abernacle CItjarus. 
 
 36 
 
 CM. 
 
 Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed 
 upon us. — 1 John 3. 1. 
 
 COME, shout aloud the Father's grace, 
 And sing the Saviour's love ; 
 Soon shall we join the glorious theme, 
 In loftier strains above. 
 
 2 G-od, the eternal, mighty God, 
 To dearer names descends ; 
 
 Calls us his treasure and his joy, 
 His children and his friends. 
 
 3 My Father, God ! and may these lips 
 Pronounce a name so dear I 
 
 Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony 
 Delight my listening ear. 
 
 4 Thanks to my God for every gift 
 His bounteous hands bestow ; 
 
 And thanks eternal for that love 
 Whence all those comforts flow. 
 
 37 s. M. 
 
 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes. 
 Eev. 21. 4. 
 
 COME sing to me of heaven 
 When I'm about to die ; 
 Sing songs of holy ecstasy, 
 To waft my soul on high. 
 
 Chorus ; 
 There'U be no more sorrow there, 
 There'll be no more sorrow there, 
 In heaven above. 
 Where aU is love, 
 There'll be no more sorrow there. 
 
2 When cold and sluggish dieps 
 Roll off my marble brow, 
 
 Burst forth in strains of joyfulness, 
 Let heaven begin below. 
 
 3 When the last moments come, 
 
 watch mj dying face, 
 To catch the bright seraphic glow 
 Which in each feature plays. 
 
 4 Then to my raptured ear 
 Let one sweet song be given ; 
 
 Let music charm me last on earth, 
 And greet me first in heaven. 
 
 5 When round my senseless clay, 
 Assemble those I love, 
 
 Then sing of heaven, delightful heaven I 
 My glorious home above I 
 
 38 6, 4. 
 
 O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name 
 together.— PsA. 84. 3. 
 
 COME, thou almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise : 
 Father I all-glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come, and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of Days I 
 2 Come, thou incarnate Word I 
 Gird on thy mighty sword ; 
 
 Our prayer attend ; 
 Come, and thy people bless, 
 And give thy word success : 
 Spirit of holiness I 
 
 On us descend. 
 BO 
 
Sabernacle Qlljortis. 
 
 3 Come, holy Comforter I 
 Thy sacred witness bear 
 
 In this glad hour: 
 Thou, who almighty art, 
 Now rule in every heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart. 
 
 Spirit of power I 
 
 4 To the great One in Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 
 Hence, evermore I 
 His sov'reign majesty 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 39 8, 7. 
 
 Hitherto hath the Lord helped us.— 1 Sam. 7. 12. 
 
 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 — I'm fixed upon it ! — 
 Mount of thy redeeming love. 
 
 2 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer ; 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me -v'hen a stranger, 
 
 "Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
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Qlabttnadt QTljortts. 
 
 3 0, to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let thy goodness, hke a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wandering heart to thee. 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the G-od I love ; 
 Here's my heart ; 0, take and seal it ; 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 40 s.m 
 
 The Lord will give grace and glory. — Psa. 84. 11, 
 
 COME, we who love the Lord, 
 And let our joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing 
 Who never knew our &od ; 
 
 But children of the heavenly King 
 Should speak their joys abroad. 
 
 3 The men of grace have found 
 Glory begun below : 
 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 
 From faith and hope may grow- 
 
 4 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 6 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And every tear be dry; 
 "We're marching thro' Imraanuel's ground 
 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
®abernacle Cljoms. 
 
 41 
 
 Is any among you aflaicted ? let him pray. — James 5. 13. 
 
 COME, ye disconsolate, where'er je languish, 
 Come, at the mercy-seat fervently kneel : 
 Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your 
 anguish ; 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heaL 
 
 2 Joy of the desolate, Hght of the straying, 
 Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, 
 
 Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy saying, 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure. 
 
 3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters 
 
 flowing 
 Forth from the throne of Grod, pure from 
 
 above ; 
 Come to the feast of love — come, ever knowing 
 Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. 
 
 42 7s. 
 
 He is able also to save them to the uttermoBt.— Heb.7.2S. 
 
 DEPTH of mercy, can there be 
 Mercy still reserved for me ? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear ? 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 
 
 2 I have long withstood his grace^ 
 Long provoked him to his face ; 
 Would not hearken to his calls, 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 3 There for me the Saviour stands, 
 Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands 
 God is love ! I know, I feel, 
 
 Jesus weeps, and loves me stiU. 
 
 3 38 
 
'€abcxnack QLijorus. 
 
 4 Now incline me to repent I 
 Let me now my fall lament I 
 'Nov/ my foul revolt deplore, 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
 43 
 
 S.M. 
 
 He beheld the city, and wept over it. — Luke 19. 41. 
 
 DTD Christ o'er sinners weep, 
 And shall our cheeks be dry? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears. 
 Angels with wonder see ! 
 
 Be thou astonished. my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep ; 
 Each sin demands a tear ; 
 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there 's no weeping there. 
 
 44 lis. 
 
 Him hath God exalted with his right hand to be a 
 Prince and a Saviour. — ^Acts 5. 31. 
 
 EXALTED Redeemer, almighty to save. 
 Eternally victor o'er death and the grave, 
 To thee my thanksgiving I gratefully bring. 
 My Saviour, my Prince, my Omnipotent King. 
 
 2 Exalted, a Prince and a Saviour to reign, 
 In glory and light, till thou comest again ; 
 Thou risen, ascended, victorious Lord 
 To the throne of thv Father in triumph restored, 
 84 
 
Sabernade Cl]onts. 
 
 5 Exalted, for me in thv mercy to plead, 
 To thee I draw near in the hour of my need ' 
 On thine intercession alone I depend, 
 G-reat Mediator, my Saviour, my Friend. 
 
 4 Exalted to sit on thy dread judgment-seat, 
 When all the earth's nations shall bow at thy 
 
 feet: 
 Redeemer and Prince, Mediator and Friend, 
 Thy mercy will keep me secure to the end. 
 
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 And 80 shall we ever be with the Lord. — 1 Thess. 4. 17. 
 
 FOREYER with the Lord ! 
 Amen, so let it be ; 
 Life from the dead is in that word, 
 'Tis immortahty. 
 
 2 Here in the body pent. 
 Absent from him I roam, 
 
 Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 3 My Father's house on high, 
 Home of my soul, how near 
 
 At times to Faith's illumined eye 
 Thy golden gates appear ! 
 
 4 My thirsty spirit faints 
 To reach the land I love. 
 
 The bright inheritance of saints, 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
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®abernttclc (Jllioras. 
 46 L. M. 61. 
 
 Even thine altars, Lord of hosts, my King, and my 
 God.— PsA. 84. 8. 
 
 PORTH from the dark and stormy skj, 
 Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly ; 
 Forth from the world its hope and fear, 
 Father, we seek thy shelter here ; 
 AYeary and weak, thy grace we pray ; 
 Turn not, Lord, thy guests away. 
 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, 
 Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; 
 Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost. 
 Long have our souls been tempest-tossed : 
 Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; 
 Turn not, Lord, thy guests away. 
 
 47 L.M. 
 
 Let the people praise thee, God ; let all the people 
 praise thee. — ^Psa. 67. 3. 
 
 FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through every land, by every tongue. 
 
 2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord, 
 
 And truth eternal is thy word : 
 
 Thy praise shall sound fr)m shore to shore, 
 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 48 L.M. 
 
 Let us draw near with a true heart. — Heb. 10. 22. 
 
 FROM every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 
 *Tis found before the mercy-seat. 
 8Q 
 
etabernack Qlljorns. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads, 
 
 A place of all on earth most sweet, 
 It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 
 
 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 sin and sense molest no more ; 
 
 And heaven comes do^vn our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 49 
 
 7, 6. 
 
 Go ye into aU the world, and preach the gospel to 
 every creature. — Mark 16. 15. 
 
 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 Roll do^Ti their golden sand; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to dehver 
 Their land from error's c*rain. 
 
 2 AYhat though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle. 
 Though every prospect pleases. 
 
 And only man is vile ? 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of G-od are strewn ; 
 The heathen, in his blindness. 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
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^abcxnatk <SLl)oxnQ. 
 
 3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 
 Shall we, to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation! Salvation I 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's Name. 
 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 
 Till, o'er our ranscmed nature, 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 50 7s. 
 
 Even so must the Son of man be lifted up : that who 
 soever helioveth in him should not perish, but have 
 eternal life. — JoiiN 3. 14, 15. 
 
 1^ ROM the cross uplifted high, 
 -■ Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds we hear, 
 Bursting on the ravished ear: 
 Love's redeeming work is done. 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
 
 2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan I 
 On my pierced body laid. 
 Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
 Bov/ the knee and kiss the Son ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
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tabernacle (Ehorna. 
 
 3 Spread for thee the festal board, 
 See with richest dainties stored ; 
 To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
 Tet again a child confessed, 
 Never from his house to roam ; 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
 
 4 Soon the days of hfe shall end ; 
 Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend, 
 Safe your spirits to convey 
 
 To the realms of endless day. 
 
 Up to my eternal home ; 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
 
 51 
 
 S. M. 
 
 Trust ye in the Lord forever.— Isa, 26. 4 
 p lYE to the winds thy fears ; 
 VT Hope, and be undismayed ; 
 God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, 
 God shall lift up thy head. 
 
 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 He gently clears the way ; 
 
 Wait thou liis time; so shall this night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 Still heavy is thy heart ? 
 Still sink thy spirits down i 
 
 Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
 And every care be gone. 
 
 4 What though thou rulest not? 
 Tet heaven, and earth, and hell 
 
 Proclaim God sitteth on the throne, 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
^abtxnatk €l)0ni0. 
 
 5 Leave to his sovereign sway, 
 
 To choose and, to command ; 
 So shalt thou, wondering, own his way, 
 
 ilow wise, how good his hand I 
 
 52 6, 4. 
 
 "Worthy is the Lamb that was slain. — Rev. 5. 12. 
 
 GLORY to God on high! 
 Let heaven and earth reply, 
 Praise ye his name ! 
 His love and grace adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore; 
 Sing loud for evermore. 
 Worthy the Lamb I 
 
 2 While they around the throne 
 Cheerfully join in one. 
 
 Praising his name, — 
 Ye who have felt his blood 
 Sealing your peace with God, 
 Sound his dear name abroad, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb I 
 
 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, 
 Our Lord and God to bless : 
 
 Praise ye his name I 
 In him we will rejoice, 
 And make a joyful noise. 
 Shouting with heart and voice, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb 1 
 
 4 Soon must we change our place, 
 Yet we will never cease 
 
 Praising his name • 
 40 
 
QLabzxnack ffiljortis. 
 
 To Mm our songs we bring ; 
 
 Hail him our glorious King ; 
 
 And, through all ages sing, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb I 
 
 53 CM, 
 
 Eow unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways 
 past finding out ! — Eom. 11. 33. 
 
 ri OD moves in a mysterious way 
 vT His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines, 
 With never faihng skill, 
 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his gracious will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the I )rd by feeble sense, 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 
 Behind a frowning Providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 
 The bud may have a bitter taste. 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 BUnd unbelief is sure to err. 
 And scan his work in vain ; 
 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
Sabernack €l)oru9. 
 54 7s. 
 
 They shall call his name Emmanuel — God with us. 
 Matt. 1. 28. 
 
 &0D with lis! 0, glorious name! 
 Let it shine in endless fame ; 
 God and man in Christ unite; 
 
 0, mysterious depth and height ! 
 
 2 God with us ! the eternal Son 
 Took our soul, oar flesh, and bone; 
 Now, ye saints, his grace admire, 
 Swell the song with holy fire. 
 
 3 God with us ! but tainted not 
 With the first transgressor's blot ; 
 Yet did he our sins sustain. 
 Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 
 
 4 God with us ! 0, wondrous grace I 
 Let us see liim face to face ; 
 
 That we may Emmanuel sing, 
 As we ought, our God and King I 
 
 66 L. M. 
 
 "Whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe. 
 Pkoy. 29. 25. 
 
 GLORY to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the fight: 
 Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
 Under thine own Almighty wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ills that I this day have done : 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 
 1, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
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tabernacle ffll]Dru0. 
 
 3 Teach me to live that I may dread 
 The grave as Httle as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Triumphing rise at the last day. 
 
 4 may my soul on thee repose, 
 
 And with sweet sleep mine eyehds close: 
 Sleep, that may me more vig'rous make 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 5 when shall I, in endless day, 
 Forever chase dark sleep away. 
 And hymns divine with angels sing, 
 Glory to thee, eternal King ? 
 
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 By grace are ve saved through faith. 
 Eph. 2. 8. 
 
 GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound, 
 Harmonious to the ear : 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contrived a way 
 To save rebelhous man, 
 
 And all the means that grace display. 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace guides my wandering feet 
 To tread the heavenly road ; 
 
 And new supphes each hour J^ meet 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 4 Grace all the work shall crown 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost «ione, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
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 Sabernade €I)orns. 
 
 7s. 
 
 The eai'nest of the Spirit in our hearts.— 2 Coe. 1. 22. 
 
 GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine 1 
 Let thy light within me shine ; 
 All mj guilty fears remove ; 
 Fill me vs^ith thy heavenly love. 
 
 2 Speak thy pard'ning gi-ace to me, 
 Set the burden'd sinner free ; 
 Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
 Wash me in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Life and peace to me impart, 
 Seal salvation on my heart ; 
 Breathe thyself into my breast, — 
 Earnest of immortal rest. 
 
 4 Let me never from thee stray ; 
 Keep me in the narrow way; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine ; 
 Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 58 8, 7, 4 
 
 Praise ye the Lord. — PsA. 150. 1. 
 
 GREAT Jehovah, we adore thee, 
 G-od the Father, God the Son, 
 God the Spirit, joined in glory 
 On the same eternal throne : 
 
 Endless praises 
 To Jehovah, Three in One. 
 44 
 
i&ahtrnatk (Ei)oxnQ. 
 
 59 
 
 8, 7, 4. 
 
 Thou Shalt guide me ^vith thy counsel. 
 PsA. T3. 24. 
 
 p UIDE me, thou great JeliOYah ! 
 vT Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
 
 1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; 
 Hold me with they powerful hand : 
 
 Bread of heaven 1 
 Feed me now and evermore. 
 
 2 Open now the crystal fountain, 
 Whence the healing waters flow ; 
 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar. 
 
 Lead me all my journey through; 
 
 Strong Deliv'rer, 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 TVhen I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Thou of death and hell the conq'ror, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side : 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 60 8,7. 
 
 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ ? 
 EoMA^'S 8. 35. 
 
 HAIL ! my ever blessed Jesus, 
 Only thee I wish to sing ; 
 To my soul thy name is precious ; 
 Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 2 what mercy 1 >ws from heaven 1 
 what joy and happiness ! 
 
 Love I much? I'm much forgiven; 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 45 
 
STabernacle €l)0rus. 
 
 3 Once with Adam's race in ruin, 
 Unconcerned in sin I lay ; 
 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour passed that way. 
 
 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, 
 My Redeemer's tenderness ; 
 
 Love I much ? I'm much forgiven ; 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir I 
 Praise the Lamb enthron'd above ; 
 
 Whilst, astonished, I admire 
 God's free grace and boundless love. 
 
 6 That bless'd moment I received him 
 Filled my soul with joy and peace : 
 
 Love I much ? I'm much forgiven ; 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 61 7s. 
 
 Lovest thou me ?— John 21. 16. 
 
 HAEK, my soul, it is the Lord ; 
 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 
 
 2 I delivered thee when bound. 
 
 And when wounded healed thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 Mine is an unchanging love. 
 Higher than the heights above ; 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithml, strpng as death. 
 
 46 
 
tabernacle (!Li)oxnQ. 
 
 4 Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 "When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be ; 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 
 
 5 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee and adore ; 
 
 for grace to love thee more I 
 
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 8,7. 
 
 And cried -with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to 
 9ur God which sitteth upon the tin-one, and unto 
 the Lamb— llEV. 7. 10. 
 
 HARK, ten thousand harps and voices 
 Sound the note of praise above ; 
 Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices : 
 
 Jesus reigns, the G-od of love. 
 See I he sits on yonder throne I 
 Jesus rules the world alone I 
 
 2 Jesus, hail 1 whose glory brightens 
 All above and gives it worth ; 
 
 Lord of love, thy smile enhghtens, 
 
 Cheers and charms thy saints on earth ; 
 When we think of love like thine, 
 Lord, we own it love divine. 
 
 3 King of glory, reign forever, 
 Thine an everlasting crown; 
 
 Nothing from thy love shaU sever 
 
 Those whom thou hast made thine own; 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Chosen to behold thy face. 
 
QLahcxnack Cll)0ru0. 
 
 i Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; 
 
 Bring, bring the glorious day ! 
 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 
 Heavon and earth shall pass away I 
 Then with golden harps we'll sing, 
 Glory, glory, to our King. 
 
 63 7s, D. 
 
 The kingdoms of this world are become the king- 
 doms of our Lord. — Eev. 11. 15. 
 
 HARK I the song of jubilee. 
 Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 
 "When it breaks upon the shore I 
 Hallelujah I for the Lord 
 
 Grod omnipotent shall reign 1 
 Hallelujah! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and maiii. 
 
 2 Hallelujah! hark, the sound, 
 From the depths unto the skies, 
 
 Wakes above, beneath, around. 
 
 All creation's harmonies I 
 See Jehovah's banner furle^", 
 
 Sheathed his sword, he speaks — 'tis donel 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son I 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 With ilUmitable sway ; 
 
 He shall reign, when like a scroll 
 Tender heavens are passed away. 
 
 Then the end : beneath his rod 
 Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
 
 Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
 God in Christ is all in all I 
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tabernacle ffiljoru©. 
 64 8, 7. 
 
 The harvest tnily is plenteous. — ^Matt. 9. 8T. 
 
 HARK ! the voice of Jesus calling,— 
 Who will go and work to-day? 
 Fields are white, the harvest waiting, 
 Who will bear the sheaves away ? 
 Loud and long the Master calleth, 
 
 Kieh reward he offers free ; 
 
 Who will answer, gladly saying. 
 
 Here am I, Lord, send me. 
 
 2 If you cannot cross the ocean 
 And the heathen lands explore. 
 
 You can find the heathen nearer, 
 You can help them at your door. 
 
 If you cannot speak like angels, 
 If you cannot preach like Paul, 
 
 You can tell the love of Jesus, 
 You can say he died for aU. 
 
 3 While the souls of men are dying, 
 And the Master caUs for you. 
 
 Let none hear you idly saying. 
 
 Til ere is nothing I can do ! 
 Gladly take the task he gives you, 
 
 Let his work your pleasure be ; 
 Answer quickly when he calleth, 
 
 Here am I, Lord, send me. 
 
 65 8, 7, 4. 
 
 It is finished.— John 19. 80. 
 
 HARK 1 the voice of love and mercy 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 
 4 ^49 
 
QLabcxnatk €l)orti6. 
 
 See, it rends the rocks asunder, 
 Shakes the earth, and veils the sky! 
 
 " It is finished ! " 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry. 
 
 2 " It is finished ! " — what pleasure 
 Do these precious words afibrdi 
 
 Heavenly blessings without measure 
 Flov/ to us from Christ the Lord ; 
 
 ^* It is finished!" 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 3 Finished — ail the types and shadows 
 Of the ceremonial law ; 
 
 Finished — all that God had promised; 
 Death and hell no more shall awe ; 
 
 "It is finished!" 
 Saints, from hence your comforts draw 
 
 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
 
 All on earth and all in heaven 
 Join to praise Immanuei's name; 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb. 
 
 66 6, 4. 
 
 L it us labour therefore to enter into that rest. 
 Heb. 4. 11. 
 
 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. 
 CO 
 
©abernacle ffifjorus. 
 
 2 Soul, for the marriage-feast 
 Robe and prepare, 
 
 Pureness becomes each guest: 
 
 Jesus is there. 
 Saints, wave ^our victory palms, 
 Chant your celestial psalms ; 
 Bride of the Lamb, thy charms 
 
 0, let us wear I 
 
 3 Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure, 
 Glory is there ; 
 
 Heaven's bliss is ^ver sure. 
 
 Thou art its heir. 
 What makes its joy complete ? 
 "What makes its hymns so sweet ? 
 There our best Friend we'll meet, 
 
 Jesus is there. 
 
 Q7 7s. 
 
 The night cometh. — .John 9. 4. 
 
 HASTExT, 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, ^-innor, to return; 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 
 Lest thy lamp sliould cease to burn 
 P>e salvation's work is done. 
 
 51 
 
Siabernaclc (Eljorus. 
 
 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun , 
 Lest perdition thee arrest, 
 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
 68 
 
 L. M. 
 
 As the shadow of a great rock in a weary land. 
 Isaiah 32. 2. 
 
 HASTE, traveller, haste! the night comes 
 on, 
 
 And many a shining hour is gone ; 
 The storm is gathering in the west, 
 And thou far off from home and rest. 
 
 2 The rising tempest sweeps the sky ; 
 The rains descend, the winds are higli ; 
 The waters swell, and death and fear 
 Beset thy path, nor refuge near. 
 
 3 0, yet a shelter you may gain, 
 A covert from the wind and rain ; 
 A hiding-place, a rest, a home, 
 
 A refuge from the wrath to come. 
 
 4 Then linger not in all the plain ; 
 Flee for thy life ; the m^ountain gain ; 
 Look not behind ; make no delay ; 
 
 0, speed thee, speed thee on thy way I 
 
 69 
 
 L.M. 
 
 I will bring the blind by a wav that the^ knew not 
 IsAiAii 42. 16. 
 
 HE leadeth me ! blessed thought, 
 words with heavenly comfort fraught, 
 "Wliate'er I do, where'er I be, 
 Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me I 
 52 
 
®abernacle €l)0ru0. 
 
 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 I 
 
 3 Lord, I would clasp thj hand in mine. 
 Nor ever murmur nor repine — 
 Content whatever lot I see, 
 
 Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. 
 
 4 And when my task on earth is done, 
 AYhen, by thy grace, the vict'ry's won, 
 E'en death's cold wave I will not flee. 
 Since G-od through Jordan leadeth me. 
 
 70 7s. 
 
 These three are one.— 1 John 5. 7. 
 
 HOLT Father, hear my cry ; 
 Holy Saviour, bend thine ear ; 
 Holy Spirit, come thou nigh : 
 Father, Saviour, Spirit, hear I 
 
 2 Father, save me from my sin , 
 Saviour, I thy mercy crave , 
 
 Gracious Spirit, make me clean • 
 Father, Son, and Spirit, save ! 
 
 3 Father, let me taste thy love ; 
 Saviour, fill my soul with peace; 
 
 Spirit, come my heart to move : 
 Father, Son, and Spirit, bless I 
 
 4 Father, Son, and Spirit — thou 
 One Jehovah, shed abroad 
 
 All thy grace within me now : 
 Be my Father and my God I 
 
STabernade (It}orus, 
 
 71 
 
 7s. 
 
 The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts 
 by the Holy Ghost, which is given unto us. 
 ^-RoM. 5. 5. 
 
 HOLY Ghost, with hght divine, 
 Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn my darkness into day. 
 
 2 Holy Uhost, 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. 
 
 72 
 
 The Lord of hosts is with us. — Psa. 46. 11. 
 
 HO 1 my comrades, see the signal 
 Waving in the sky 1 
 Reinforcements now appearing, 
 Victory is nigh I 
 
 Chorus : 
 Hold the fort, for I am coming, 
 
 Jesus signals still ; 
 Wave the answer back to heaven,- — 
 
 By thy grace, we will. 
 54 
 
ffiabcrnacle ffiljonts. 
 
 2 See the mighty host advancing, 
 Satan leading on ; 
 
 Mighty men around us falling, 
 Courage almost gone. 
 
 3 Fierce and long the battle rages. 
 But our help is near ; 
 
 Onward comes our great Commander, 
 Cheer, my comrades, cheer I 
 
 73 lis. 
 
 The rock of ray stren^li, and my refuge is in God. 
 PsA. 62. T. 
 
 HOW firm a foundation, ye samts of the 
 Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ; 
 What more can he say than to you he hath 
 
 said, 
 You wIk) unto Jesus for refuge have fled. 
 
 2 Fear not, I am ^^dth thee, be not dh- 
 
 ma,yed ; 
 I, T am thy Gk)d, and will still give thef* aid ; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
 
 to stand. 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 
 3 When through the deep waters I call thee 
 
 to go, 
 The rivers of sorrov.^ shall not overflow ; 
 For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 4 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall 
 
 lie. 
 My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply ; 
 The flame shall not hurt thee : I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, and tliy (rold to refine. 
 
 65 
 
Qiahcxnack dljonts. 
 
 The soul that to Jesus has fled for repose, 
 
 1 will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 
 That soul, though all hell shall endeavour to 
 
 shake, 
 I'll never, — no, never, — ^no, never forsake. 
 
 74 c. M. 
 
 As in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be 
 made alive. — ^1 Cor. 15. 22. 
 
 HOW helpless guilty nature lies, 
 Unconscious of its load : 
 The heart unchanged can never rise 
 To happiness and God. 
 
 2 Can aught beneath a power divine 
 The stubborn will subdue ? 
 
 *Tis thine. Almighty Saviour, thine, 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 3 'Tis thine the passions to recall 
 And upwards bid them rise ; 
 
 And make the scales of error fall 
 From reason's darkened eyes. 
 
 4 To chase the shades of death away, 
 And bid the sinner live, 
 
 A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
 'Tis thine alone to give. 
 
 5 change these wretched hearts of ours, 
 And give them Ufe divine ; 
 
 Then shall our passions and our powers, 
 Almighty Lord, be thino. 
 56 
 
dabernacle Qlliorue. 
 75 C. M. 
 
 A better coimti^j'-, that is, a heavenly. — Heb. 11. 16. 
 
 KOW pleasant thus to dwell below, 
 In fellowship of love ; 
 And though we part, 'tis bliss to know 
 The good shall meet above. 
 
 Chorus : 
 that will be joyful 
 To meet, to part no more, 
 On Canaan's happy shore, 
 And sing the everlasting song 
 With those who've gone before. 
 
 2 Yes, happy thought ! when we are free 
 From earthly grief and pain. 
 
 In heaven we shaU each other see, 
 And never part again. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 76 c. M. 
 
 Sin is the trangression of the law.— 1 John 3. 4. 
 
 HOW sad our state by nature is I 
 Our sin, how deep it stains 1 
 And Satan binds our captive minds 
 Past in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 But there's a voice of sov'reign grace 
 Sounds from the sacred word : 
 
 Ho I ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust upon the Lord. 
 
 57 
 
tabernacle dHjOtuQ. 
 
 3 My soul obeys th' Almiglity call, 
 And runs to this relief: 
 
 1 would believe thy promise, Lord, 
 01 help mine unbelief. 
 
 4 To the dear fountain of tliy blood, 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 
 My reigning sins subdue : 
 
 Drive the old dragon from his seat, 
 With all his hellish crew. 
 
 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 On thy kind arms I fall : 
 
 Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, 
 My Jesus, and my All I 
 
 77 c. M. 
 
 Unto you therefore which believe he is precious. 
 1 Pet. 2. T. 
 
 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 In a believer's ear I 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wouuds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 And calms the troubled breast ; 
 
 'Tis manna to the liungry soul, 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, 
 My shield and hiding-place ; 
 
 My never-failing treasury, fiU'd 
 With boundless stores of grace: 
 5S 
 
®abernade Qlljorus. 
 
 4: Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, 
 
 Mj Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 My Lord, my Life, my "Way, my End, 
 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5 I would thy boundless love proclaim 
 
 With every fleeting breath ; 
 So shall the music of thy name 
 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 78 CM. 
 
 An house not made with hands, eternal in the 
 heavens. — 2 Cob. 5. 1. 
 
 IHAYE a home, a glorious home, 
 Which Jesus bought for me; 
 An ever- blessed home of light, 
 Erom sin and sorrow free. 
 
 2 My Saviour's blood, his precious blood, 
 The blood so freely spilt, 
 
 Hath paid the all-availing price — 
 The price of all my guilt. 
 
 3 My Saviour's love, his dyin^, lOve. 
 Hath made my hope secure, 
 
 Ajid, safe in him, I journey on ; 
 I know my home is sure. 
 
 4 His gracious smile, his loving smile, 
 Shall cheer me all the way ; 
 
 The pilgrim road I'll gladly walk 
 That leads to glorious day. 
 
 5 I'll praise his love, his boundless love, 
 His love and grace divine, 
 
 By which that happy home's secured, 
 Secured, forever mine. 
 
 59 
 
6 His grace divine, his power divine, 
 My strength, my hope shall be, 
 
 And bear me to my blessed home, 
 My Jesus there to see. 
 
 79 CM. 
 
 I will give you rest.— Matt. 11. 28. 
 
 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
 Come unto me and rest; 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
 
 Thy head upon my breast. 
 I came to Jesus as I was, 
 "Weary, and worn, and sad : - 
 
 1 found in him a resting-place. 
 And he has made me glad. 
 
 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say. 
 Behold, I freely give 
 
 The living water ; thirsty one, 
 Stoop down and drink and live. 
 
 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
 Of that life-giving stream ; 
 
 My thirst was quenched, my soul revived 
 And now I live in Mm. 
 
 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say 
 I am this dark world's light, 
 
 Look unto me, thy morn shall rise 
 
 And all thy day be bright. 
 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In him my Star, my Sun ; 
 And in that light of life I'll walk, 
 
 Till all my journey's done. 
 60 
 
®abernacle STljoruo. 
 
 80 
 
 Having obtained eternal redemption for na. 
 Heb. 9. 12. 
 
 I HEAR mj Saviour say, 
 Thy strength indeed is small, 
 Thou hast naught thy debt to pay, 
 Find in me thy all in alL 
 
 Chorus : 
 Jesus paid it all, 
 
 All to him I owe ; 
 Sin had left a crimson stain, 
 
 He washed it white as snow. 
 
 2 Yea, nothing good have I 
 Whereby thy grace to claim ; 
 
 I'll wash my garments white 
 In the blood of Calvary's Lamb. 
 
 3 And now complete in him, 
 
 My robe his righteousness, 
 Close sheltered 'neath his side, 
 I am divinely blest. 
 
 4 When from my dying bed 
 My ransomed soul shall rise. 
 
 My Jesus paid it all, 
 
 Shall echo through the skies. 
 
 5 And when before the throne 
 I stand in him complete, 
 
 I'll lay my trophies down, 
 All down at Jesus' feet. 
 
 63 
 
Sabernodc (!tl)oi'us. 
 81 L. M. 
 
 I know that my Eedeemer liveth. — Job 19. 25. 
 
 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives : 
 "What comfort this sweet sentence gives I 
 He lives, he hves, who once was dead, 
 He lives, my ever living head. 
 
 2 He lives to bless me with his love, 
 He lives to plead for me above ; 
 
 He lives my hungry soul to feed, 
 He lives to help in time of need. 
 
 3 He hves to silence all my fears, 
 He lives to wipe away my tears ; 
 He lives to calm my troubled heart, 
 He lives, all blessings to impart. 
 
 4 He lives, all glory to his name ! 
 He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; 
 
 the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
 
 1 know that my Redeemer lives 1 
 
 82 
 
 7,6. 
 
 Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many. 
 Heb. 9. 28. 
 
 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. 
 
83 
 
 gTabernacIe (Jlljarus. 
 
 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; 
 All fulness dwells in him ; 
 
 He heals all my diseases, 
 He doth my soul redeem. 
 
 T lay my griefs on Jesus, 
 My burdens and my cares ; 
 
 He from them all releases, 
 He all my sorrow shares. 
 
 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, 
 This weary soul of mine ; 
 
 His right hand me embraces, 
 I on his breast recline. 
 
 I love the name of Jesus, 
 Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; 
 
 Like fragrance on the breezes 
 His name abroad is poured. 
 
 4 I long to be like Jesus, 
 Meek, loving, lowly, mild; 
 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 The Father's holy child. 
 
 I long to be with Jesus, 
 Amid the heavenly throng, 
 
 To sing with saints his praises, 
 To learn the angels' song. 
 
 1 am a stranger with thee, and a sojonrner, as all 
 my fathers were.— Psa. 39. 12. 
 
 I'M 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 
 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, 
 T can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 
 
©abernade ffiljorus. 
 
 2 There the glory is ever shining ; 
 
 I am longing, I am longing for the sight; 
 Here in this country so dark and dreary, 
 I have been wand'ring, forlorn and weary ; 
 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, 
 I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 
 
 3 There's the city to which I journey ; 
 My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light ; 
 There is no sorrow, nor any sighing. 
 There is no sin there, nor any dying. 
 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, 
 
 I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 
 
 84 6, 4. 
 
 Strangers and pilgiima on the earth.— Heb. 11. 18. 
 
 "'M but a stranger here, 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Earth is a desert drear. 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Dangers and sorrows 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 ; 
 
 And time's wild, wintry blast 
 
 Soon will be over-past, 
 
 I sliall reach home at last- 
 Heaven is my home. 
 64 
 
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QLahcxnatlc (Iljortia. 
 
 3 Therefore I murmur not, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Whate'er my earthly lot, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 And I shall siu-ely stand 
 There at my Lord's right hand, 
 Heaven is my Fatherland — 
 Heaven is my home. 
 
 85 
 
 There remaineth therefore a rest to the people 
 of God.— Heb. 4. 9. 
 
 rr the Christian's home in glory 
 There remains a land of rest ; 
 There my Saviour 's gone before me, 
 To fulfil my soul's request. 
 
 Chorus : 
 There is rest for the weary, 
 There is rest for the weary ; 
 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. 
 
 3 Death itself shaU then be vanquished, 
 And his sting shall be withdrawn ; 
 
 Shout for gladness, ye ransomed I 
 Hail \\ith joy the rising morn. 
 
 6 65 
 
Sabcrnacle Cljorns. 
 
 4 Sin)2r, sing, ye heirs of glory! 
 
 Shout your triumphs as you go ; 
 Zion's gates will open for you, 
 
 You shall find an entrance through. 
 
 86 
 
 CM. 
 
 The forgiveness of sins, according to the 
 riches of his grace. — ^Eph. 1. 7. 
 
 I SAW One hanging on a tree 
 In agony and blood, 
 Who fixed his languid eyes on me 
 As near the cross I stood. 
 
 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, 
 
 3 Alas ! I knew not what I dld^ 
 But now my tears are vain ; 
 
 Where shall my trembling soul be hid, 
 Por I the Lord have slain ! 
 
 4 A second look he gave that said, 
 I freely all forgive : 
 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
 I die that thou mayst hve. 
 
 5 Thus while his death my sin displays 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 
 Such is the mystery of grace, 
 
 It seals my pardon tool 
 66 
 
(iTabernacle (STIjorns. 
 87 S. M. 
 
 Whoso liyetli and believeth in me shall never die. 
 John 11. 26. 
 
 IT is not death to die — 
 To leave this weary road, 
 And 'mid the brotherhood on high, 
 To be at home with G-od. 
 
 2 It is not death to close 
 
 The eye long dimmed by tears, 
 And wake, in glorious repose, 
 To spend eternal years. 
 
 3 It is not death to bear 
 
 The wrench that sets us free 
 From dungeon chain to breathe the air 
 Of boundless liberty. 
 
 4 It is not death to fling 
 Aside this sinful dust, 
 
 And rise, on strong exulting wing. 
 To live among the just. 
 
 5 Jesus, thou Prince of life I 
 Thy chosen cannot die ; 
 
 Like thee, they conquer in the strife. 
 To reign with thee on high. 
 
 88 s.M. 
 
 Ye were as sheep going astray ; but are now re- 
 turned unto the shepherd and bishop of your soula. 
 —1 Peter 2. 25. 
 
 I "WAS a wand'ring sheep, 
 I did not love the fold ; 
 I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 
 I would not be controlled. 
 
 67 
 
I 
 
 QLabcxnatk €li0rus. 
 
 I was a wsLjwa,vd cliild, 
 I did not love my home, 
 
 1 did not lovB 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 lovej 
 
 They saved the wand'ring 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. 
 
 4 No more a wandering sheep, 
 I love to be controlled ; 
 
 I love my tender Shepherd's votce, 
 
 I love the peaceful fold. 
 No more a wayward child, 
 
 I seek no more to roam ; 
 I love my heavenly Father's voice, 
 
 I love, I love his home. 
 
 89 lis. 
 
 I would not live alway. — Job 7. 16. 
 "WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er tho 
 way; 
 68 
 
©abcrnacle QlijDrns. 
 
 TliQ few lurid mornings that dawn on us here 
 Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its 
 cheer. 
 
 2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin, 
 Temptation mthout, and corruption within ; 
 E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with 
 
 fears, 
 And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent 
 tears. 
 
 3 I would not hve alwaj; no, welcome the 
 
 tomb; 
 Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 
 
 gloom : 
 There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise. 
 To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 
 
 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 ; 
 Whilp the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
 
 soul ! 
 
 90 c. M. 
 
 An inheritance incorruptible, undefiled, and that fadeth 
 not away. — 1 Peter 1. 4. 
 
 JERUSALE:M, my happy home, 
 Name ever dear to me, 
 
Sabernacle €l)0rti0. 
 
 When shall my labours have an end, 
 In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
 
 2 when, thou city of my God, 
 Shall I thy courts ascend, 
 
 "Wliere congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths have no end? 
 
 3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom 
 Nor sin, nor sorrow know ; 
 
 Blest seats I through rude and stormy 
 scenes, 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 4 Why shoi^d I shrink at pain and woe, 
 Or feel at Jeath dismay ? 
 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there 
 Around my Saviour stand ; 
 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 6 Jerusalem, my happy home I 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 
 Then shall my labours have an end 
 When I thy joys shall see. 
 
 91 
 
 L. M. 
 
 "Whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I 
 also deny before my Father which is In heaven.— 
 Matt. 10. 83. 
 
 JESUS I and can it ever be, 
 A mortal man ashamed of thee I 
 Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise — 
 Whose glories shine through endless days I 
 70 
 
(EabernacU ffiljorns, 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to ovm a star; 
 He sheds the beams of hght di^dne 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear frier d 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ? 
 No ; when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! Yes, I may, 
 "When I've no guilt to wash away, — 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to husb, no soul to save. 
 
 5 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain 1 
 
 And may this my glory be, 
 Jesus is not ashamed of me I 
 
 92 
 
 1 will arise and go to my father. — Luke 1§. 18. 
 
 JESUS, I come to thee, 
 A Vv^and'rer, a wand'rer ; 
 A stranger from my Father's house 
 I would no longer be. 
 Jesus, I plead with thee, 
 
 A wand'rer, a wand'rer ; 
 wash me in thy cleansing blood. 
 And set my spirit free. 
 
 Chorus : 
 Now, blessed Saviour, 
 
 Take thy weary, wand'ring child, 
 Keep me, keep me 
 From the tempest wild ; 
 
 71 
 
®abertjade €l)0rtjs. 
 
 My lonely heart by sin opprefis'd 
 Would lose its burden on thy breast, 
 And find a calm and peaceful rest, 
 Forever there. 
 
 2 Jesus, the living way, 
 save me, save me I 
 
 lead me to thy precious fold, 
 And let me never stray ; 
 
 let me hear thy voice. 
 My Father, My Father ! 
 
 In gentle tones my pardon speak, 
 And bid my soul rejoice. 
 
 3 Jesus, the way is bright. 
 Before me, before me ; 
 
 My prayer is heard, the clouds are gone, 
 
 1 see the glorious Hght : 
 Jesus, no more I'll roam 
 
 A wand'rer, a wand'rer ; 
 My Father holds me in his arms, 
 And bids me welcome home. 
 
 93 7s. 
 
 In the shadow of thy wings will I make 
 my refuge.— PsA. 67. 1. 
 
 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, my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life is past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 receive my soul at last 
 12 
 
QLab^xnadc (Eljorns. 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none ; 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee : 
 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me : 
 All my trust on thee is stayed ; 
 
 All my help from thee I bring j 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 "With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found,- 
 Grace to pardon all my sin : 
 
 Let the heahng streams abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure T^dthin. 
 Thou of Ufe the fountain art : 
 
 Freely let me take of thee : 
 Spring thou up within my heart ; 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 94 
 
 L.M. 
 
 In whom we have boldness and access with con- 
 fidence by the faith of him.— Eph. 8. 12 . 
 
 JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone : 
 He whom I fix my hopes upon : 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourned because I found it not; 
 My grief a burden long has been, 
 Because I was not saved from sin. 
 
 3 The more I strove against its power 
 I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
 Till late I heard my Saviour say. 
 Come hither, soul, I am the way. 
 
Qiabcxnatk Olljorus, 
 
 4 Lo I glad I come ; and thou, blest Lamb. 
 Shall take me to thee as 1 am ; 
 
 Nothing but sin have I to give, 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 5 Then will I tell to sinners round 
 What a dear Saviour I have found; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And sav. Behold the ^vay to God. 
 
 95 8,7. 
 
 They saw no man, save Jesus only.— Matt. 17. S. 
 
 JESUS only, when the morning 
 Beams upon the path I tread ; 
 Jesus only, when the darkness 
 Gathers round my wearv head. 
 
 2 Jesus only, when the billows 
 Cold and sullen o'er me roll ; 
 
 Jesus only, when the trumpet 
 
 Rends the tomb and wakes the soul. 
 
 3 Jesus only, when in judgn >nt 
 Boding fears my heart appal ; 
 
 Jesus only, when th.e wretched 
 On the rocks and mountains call. 
 
 4 Jesus only, when, adoring, 
 
 Saints their crowns before him bring : 
 Jesus only, I will, joyous, 
 Through eternal ages sing. 
 
 96 L.M 
 
 Whose dominion is an everlasting dominion, and 
 his kingdom is from generation to generation. — 
 Dan. 4. 3. 
 
 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run: 
 T4 
 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise, and set no more. 
 
 2 To him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head; 
 His name, hke sweet perfume, shall rise 
 "With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 A.nd infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 % Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again,. 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
 97 6, 4. 
 
 We love him, because he first loved ua. 
 1 John 4. 19. 
 
 JESUS, thy name I love 
 All other names above^ 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 
 1 thou art all to me ! 
 Nothing to please I see, 
 Nothing apart from thee, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 
 2 Thou, blessed Son of God, 
 Hast bought me with thy blood, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 01 how supreme thy love, 
 All other loves above, 
 Love that I daily prove, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 
 T5 
 
STabernacU dfjorua. 
 
 3 "When imto thee I flee 
 Thou wilt my refuge be, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ! 
 What need I now to fear ? 
 What earthly grief or care, 
 Since thou art ever near ? 
 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 
 4 Soon thou wilt come again, 
 I shall be happy then, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord I 
 Then thine own face I'll see, 
 Then shall I like thee be. 
 Then evermore with thee, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord ? 
 
 98 s. M. 
 
 Pray without ceasing". — 1 Thess. 5. 17. 
 
 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 ; 
 
 Then let us wait till he appear, 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 
 His chosen when they cry; 
 
 Yes, though he may awhile forbear, 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 4 Then let us earnest cry, 
 And never faint in prayer ; 
 
 He sees, he hears, and from on high 
 Will make our cause his care. 
 T6 
 
®obernaclc (Jtljottts. 
 
 99 c. M. 
 
 A light to lighten the Gentiles, and the glory 0/ thy 
 people Israel. — ^Ltike 2. 32. 
 
 JOY to the world, the Lord is come i 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let every heart prepare him room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns I 
 Let men their songs employ : 
 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 
 He comes to make his blessings flow 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 
 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 And makes the nations prove 
 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 100 
 
 L.M. 
 
 And him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast 
 out. — John 6. 37. 
 
 JUST as I am, without one plea 
 But that thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, 
 Lamb of God, I come I 
 
 2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
 To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
 Lamb of Grod, I come I 
 
 TT 
 
Qiabttnack €t)crrus. 
 
 3 Just as I am, thoitgli tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 With fears within and wars without, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come I 
 
 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, bhnd,- 
 Sight, riches, heahng of the mind, 
 Tes, all I need, in thee to find, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 5 Just as I am, — thou wilt receive, 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve : 
 Because thy promise I believe, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come I 
 
 6 Just as I am, — thy love unknown 
 Has broken every barrier down ; 
 Now to be thine, yea. thine alone, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come 1 
 
 101 L.M. 
 
 All that the Father giveth me shall come to me. 
 John 6. 3T. 
 
 JUST as thou art, — without one trace 
 Of love, or joy, or inward grace, 
 Or meetDASS for the heavenly place, 
 guilty sinner, come 1 
 
 2 Thy sins I bore on Calvary's tree , 
 The stripes thy due were laid on me, 
 That peace and pardon might be free,— 
 
 wretched sinner, come I 
 
 3 Come, leave thy burden at the cross ; 
 Count all thy gains but empty dross : 
 My grace repays all earthly loss, — 
 
 needy sinner, come I 
 78 
 
©abernacle QTljorti©. 
 
 4 Come, hither bring thy boding fears, 
 Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears ; 
 'Tis mercy's voice salutes thine ears, — 
 
 trembUng sinner, come I 
 
 5 The Spirit and the bride say, Come ; 
 Rejoicing saints re-echo, Come ; 
 
 Who faint3, who thirsts, who will, may como: 
 Thy Saviour bids thee come. 
 
 102 7s. 
 
 The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. 
 PsA. 24. 10. 
 
 KING- of glory, reign in me : 
 Bind my wilUng heart to thee : 
 Be my Ruler and my Friend ; 
 "With thy royal power defend. 
 
 2 King of glory, fight for me ; 
 ■ Thine the victory shall be; 
 
 Tn thy majesty divine 
 Conquer aU thy foes and mine. 
 
 3 King of glory, praise to thee I 
 Yanquish all my foes for me, 
 Victor in the final strife. 
 
 King of kings, and Prince of life 
 
 103 
 
 8,7 
 
 Looking for the coming of tfie day of God. 
 2 Pkt. 3. 12. 
 
 LAND a-head ! Its fruits are waving 
 O'er the hills of fadeless green ; 
 And the living waters laving 
 
 Shores where heavenly forms are seen 
 
 T9 
 
SCabernade (t\)oxnB. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Rocks and storms I'll fear no more, 
 
 When on that eternal shore. 
 Drop the anchor 1 Furl the sail I 
 
 I am safe within the vail. 
 
 2 Onward, bark I the cape I'm rounding ; 
 See the blessed wave their hands ; 
 
 Hear the harps of God resounding 
 From the bright immortal bands. 
 
 3 There, let go the anchor, riding 
 On this cahn and silv'ry bay ; 
 
 Seaward fast the tide is gliding. 
 Shores in sunlight stretch away. 
 
 4 Now we're safe from all temptation 
 All the storms of life are past ; 
 
 Praise the Rock of our salvation, 
 We are safe at home at last. 
 
 104 c. P.M. 
 
 We shall all stand before the Uiclgment-seat of 
 Christ.— EOM. 14. 10. 
 
 LO I on a narrow neck of land, 
 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
 Secure 1 insensible! 
 A point of time, a moment's space, 
 Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
 Or shuts me up in hell. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 80 
 
©abernade (Cljorixs. 
 
 3 Before me place, in dread array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day 
 
 When thou with clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
 And tell me, Lord I shall I be there 
 
 To meet a joyful doom ! 
 
 4 Be this my one great business here, — 
 "With holy trembling, 1 oly fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure I 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfil. 
 And suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure I 
 
 5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
 Transported from this vale, to live. 
 
 And reign with thee above ; 
 Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
 And hope, in full, supreme delight, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 105 8,7,4. 
 
 6ave thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed 
 them also, and lift them up forever. — Psa. 2S. 9. 
 
 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing : 
 Fill our hearts v/ith joy and peace , 
 Let us each, thy love possessing. 
 Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
 
 . refresh us, 
 Travelling through this wilderneias. 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration 
 
 For the gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound , 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 6 81 
 
®abctnacle <El)oxnB. 
 
 3 So, whene'er the signal's given 
 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 Borne on angel's wings to heayen, 
 
 Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, — 
 May we, ready, 
 
 Rise and reign in endless day. 
 
 106 ■ CM. 
 
 Casting all your care npon him ; for lie careth for you. 
 1 Pet. 5. T. 
 
 LORD, it belongs not to my care 
 Whether I die or live : 
 To lo\e and serve thee is my share, 
 
 And this thy grace must give. 
 2 If life be long, I will be glad 
 
 That I may long obey ; 
 If short, yet why should I be sad 
 
 To soar to endless day ? 
 3' Christ leads me through no darker rooms 
 
 Than he went through before ; 
 No one into his kingdom comes. 
 
 But through his opened door. 
 
 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet 
 Thy blessed face to see ; 
 
 Por if thy work on earth be sweet, 
 What will thy glory be I 
 
 5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, 
 And weary, sinful days. 
 
 And join with all triumphant saints 
 Who sing Jehovah's praise. 
 
 6 My knowledge of that life is smaD : 
 The eye of faith is dim ; 
 
 But 't is enough that Christ knows all, 
 And I shall be with him. 
 82 
 
®abernacle Qll)0rn0. 
 
 107 
 
 S. M. 
 
 What manner of persons ought ye to be? 
 2 Pet. 3. 11. 
 
 MAKE haste, man, to live, 
 For thou so soon must die ; 
 Time hurries past thee hke the breeze ; 
 How swift its moments fly I 
 
 2 To breathe, and wake, and sleep, 
 To smile, to sigh, to grieve. 
 
 To move in idleness through earth — 
 This, this is not to hve. 
 
 3 Make haste, man, to do 
 "Whatever must be done ; 
 
 Tliou hast no time to lose in sloth, 
 Thy day will soon be gone. 
 
 4 Up, then, witli speed, and work; 
 Fling ease and self away ; 
 
 This is no time for thee to sleep — 
 Up, watch and work and pray I 
 
 108 
 
 lis. 
 
 I shall be satisfied when I awake 'with thy likeness. 
 PsA. 17. 15. 
 
 ?1\/riD scenes of confusion and creature com- 
 ItJL plaints, 
 How sweet to my soul is communion of 
 
 saints 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home: 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home. 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my 
 home. 
 
(tabernacle €l)orn0. 
 
 2 Wliile here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 give me submission, and strength as my 
 
 day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my own glorious home, 
 
 3 Whate'er thou deniest, give mo thy 
 
 grace ! 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy 
 
 face ; 
 Endue me with patience to wait at thy throne, 
 And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 
 
 4 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to 
 
 sliine, — 
 No more as an exile in sorrow to pine, — 
 And in thy dear image arise from the tomb, 
 With glorified miUions to praise thee at home. 
 
 109 
 
 The glorious liberty of the children of God. — Kom. 8. 21. 
 
 MINE eyes have seen the glory of tlie com- 
 ing of the Lord ; 
 He is tramping out the vintage where the 
 
 grapes of wrath are stored ; 
 He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his 
 terrible quick sword : 
 
 His truth is marcliing on. 
 Chorus : 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah ! 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah I 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah I 
 His truth is marching on. 
 84 
 
Qlahcxnadt ffiljorna. 
 
 2 I have seen him in the watchfires of & hun- 
 dred circhng camps ; 
 
 They have builded him an altar in the evening 
 dews and damps ; 
 
 I have read his righteous sentence by the dim 
 and flaring lamps : 
 
 His day is marching on. 
 
 3 I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished 
 rows of steel, 
 
 As ye deal with my contemners, so with you 
 my grace shall deal ; 
 
 Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the ser- 
 pent with his heel. 
 
 Since God is marching on. 
 
 4 He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall 
 never call retreat ; 
 
 He is siftiDg out the hearts of men before his 
 judgment-seat : 
 
 be swift, my soul, to answer him ! be jubi- 
 lant, my feet : 
 
 Our God is marching on. 
 
 5 In the beauty of the lihes Christ was bom 
 
 across the sea. 
 With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you 
 
 and me ; 
 As he died to make men holy, let us die to 
 make men free, 
 
 "While God is marching on. 
 
 65 
 
®aberniule QTljoruB. 
 
 110 
 
 6,4. 
 
 Lovest thou me ?— John 21. 17. 
 
 MORE love to thee, Christ I 
 More love to thee ! 
 Hear thou the prayer I make 
 
 On bended knee ; 
 This is my earnest plea, — 
 More love, Christ ! to thee, 
 More love to thee 1 
 
 2 Once earthly joy I craved, 
 Sought peace and rest ; 
 
 Now thee alone I seek. 
 
 Give what is best : 
 This all my prayer shall be,— 
 More love, Christ I to thee, 
 
 More love to thee I 
 
 3 Let sorrow do its work 
 Send grief and pain ; 
 
 Sweet are thy messengei&, 
 
 Sweet their refrain, 
 "When they can sing with me,-^ 
 More love, Christ I to thee. 
 
 More love to thee I 
 
 4 Then shall my latest breath 
 "Whisper thy praise ; 
 
 This be the parting cry 
 
 My heart shall raise, — 
 This still its prayer shall be, — 
 More love, Christ I to thee, 
 
 More love to thee ! 
 86 
 
Sabernade €l)orns. 
 Ill CM. 
 
 If we suffer, we sliall also reign with him.— 2 Tim. 2. 12. 
 
 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 I'll 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 crowa, 
 And his dear name repeat. 
 
 4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring 
 Beneath heaven's arches high, 
 
 The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing. 
 That lives no more to die. 
 
 5 precious cross ! glorious crown I 
 resurrection day I 
 
 Ye angels, from the skies come down, 
 And bear my soul awaj^ 
 
 112 
 
 6,4, 
 
 Where the Spirit of the Loni is, there is liberty. 
 2 Cor. 8. 17. 
 
 MY country ! 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land of liberty, 
 Of thee I sing; 
 Land where my fathers died, 
 Land of the Pilgrims' pride, 
 From every mountain's side. 
 Let freedom ring. 
 
 ST 
 
2 My native country I thee, 
 Land of the noble free, 
 
 Thy name I love : 
 I love thy rocks and rills, 
 Thy woods and templed hills ; 
 My heart with rapture thrills 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 3 Our Father's God I to thee. 
 Author of liberty I 
 
 To thee we sing ; 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom's holy light; 
 Protect us by thy might, 
 
 G-reat God, our King I 
 
 113 
 
 We rejoice in the hope of the glory of God.— Rom. 5. 2» 
 
 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 01 we stand on Jordan's sti-and, 
 
 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 heavenly home discerning ; 
 
 Our absent Lord has left us word, 
 Let every lamp be burning 
 
 3 Should coming days be col(3 and dark, 
 We need not cease our singing ; 
 
 That perfect rest naught can molest, 
 Where golden harps are ringing. 
 88 
 
(Eabernacle QTljortis. 
 
 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 
 Each chord on earth to sever ; ^ 
 
 Our King says come, and there's our home, 
 Forever, forever ! 
 
 114 S.M. 
 
 Let us not sleep, as do others, but let us 
 watch and be sober. — 1 Thess. 5. 6. 
 
 MT soul, be on thy guard ; 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 And hosts of sin are pressing hard, 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 watch, and fight, and pray ; 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 
 Renew it boldly every day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 Nor once at ease sit dov/n ; 
 
 Thine arduous work will not be done 
 Till thou hast got thy crown. 
 
 4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 
 He '11 take thee at thy parting breath, 
 Up to his blest abode. 
 
 115 6,4. 
 
 In thee, Lord, do I put my trust; let me 
 never be put to confusion. — Psa. 71. 1. 
 
 M 
 
 Y faith looks up to thee 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary ; 
 Saviour divine, 
 
tabernacle (Eljorus. 
 
 Now hear me while I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away ; 
 let me from this day 
 Be wholly thine. 
 
 2 May thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart ; 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As thou hast died for me, 
 may my love to thee 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be— 
 
 A living lire 
 
 3 While life's dark maze I tread. 
 And griefs around me spread, 
 
 Be thou my Guide : 
 Bid darkness turn to day ; 
 Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
 Nor let me ever stray 
 
 From thee aside. 
 
 4 When ends life's transient dream ; 
 When death's cold, sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll ; 
 Blest Saviour, then, in love, 
 Fear and distrust remove : 
 bear me safe above, 
 
 A rauhom'd soul. 
 
 116 
 
 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock.— Eev. 3. 20. 
 
 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. 
 90 
 
SCabernack (flljorns. 
 
 In mfinite 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, como in 1 
 
 Enter the door, 
 
 Waiting no more ; 
 Saviour, dear Saviour, come in. 
 
 2 Saviour, my Eansom, 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 ray 
 heart ; 
 
 'Tis open in welcome to thee ; 
 Come in, blessed Saviour, and never depart; 
 
 Come in, with thy mercy, to me. 
 
 117 6,4. 
 
 Draw nigh to Grod, and he will draw nigh to 
 you.— -James 4. 8. 
 
 IVTEARER, my God, to thee,— 
 J-M Nearer to thee I 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me ; 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee I 
 
 91 
 
STabernacle (El)OxnQ. 
 
 2 Thongh like a wanderer, 
 The sun gone down, 
 
 Darkness comes over me, 
 My rest a stone. 
 
 Yet in my dreams I'd be 
 
 Kearer, my God, to thee, 
 N"earer to thee ! 
 
 3 There let my way appear 
 Steps unto heaven ; 
 
 All that thou sendest me 
 In mercy given ; 
 
 Angels to beckon me 
 
 Nearer, my Grod, to thee. 
 Nearer to thee 1 
 
 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 I 
 
 6 And when 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 I 
 92 
 
QLabtxnack fflliortts. 
 
 1 1 O (Woodland.) C. M. 
 
 Thi-ougli the ^ace of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
 we shall be saved. — Acts 15. 11. 
 
 "jVr merit of my own I bring 
 -ii Before my Maker's face, 
 For in me dwelleth no good thing; 
 My only plea before the King — 
 A sinner saved hy grace. 
 
 2 My poor, weak heart is full of sin, 
 In thought and word and deed ; 
 
 Yet He who died my soul to win, 
 In mercy bids me enter in, 
 And pities aU my need. 
 
 3 He is my blessed Advocate ; 
 He paid my debt for me ; 
 
 And while on him in faith I wait, 
 
 He opens wide the heavenly gate 
 
 With welcome, Come to i^ie ! 
 
 i Saviour, Christ, on thee I call : 
 
 In faith I bring to thee 
 My load of sins, both great and small; 
 Thy precious blood can cleanse them all; 
 
 Thy blood can set me free. 
 
 119 7s 
 
 Let us make a joyful noise to the rock of 
 our salvation. — Psa. 95. 1. 
 
 IVrOW begin the heavenly theme ; 
 ii Sing aloud in Jesus' name; 
 Ye, who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
{Hahcxnadc QTIiorna. 
 
 2 Ye who see tlie Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour^s face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears ; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Canceled by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas I who long have been 
 Willing slaves of death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop, and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 "Welcome, all by sin oppressed, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest : 
 Nothing brought him from above. 
 Nothing, — ^but redeeming love. 
 
 6 Hither, then, your music bring. 
 Strike aloud each joyful string ; 
 Mortals, join the hosts above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 120 
 
 6,4. 
 
 Wlio shall separate us from the love of Christ? 
 EoM. 8. 35. 
 
 IVrOW I have found a Friend 
 1 1 Whose love shall never end ; 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 Though earthly joys decrease, 
 Though human friendships cease, 
 Now I have lasting peace ; 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 94 
 
(Kabcxnack CTIjorus. 
 
 2 Though I grow poor and old, 
 He will my faith uphold ; 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 He shall my wants supply ; 
 His precious blood is nigh ; 
 Naught can my hope destroy ; 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 3 '^^Tien earth shall pass away, 
 In the great judgment day, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 what a glorious thing 
 Then to behold my King, 
 On tuneful harps to sing, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 
 4 Father ! thy name I bless ; 
 Thine was the sov'reign grace; 
 
 Praise shall be thine ; 
 Spirit of holiness ! 
 Sealing the Father's grace, 
 Thou mad'yt my soul embrace 
 
 Jesus as mine. 
 
 121 S.M. 
 
 Behold, DOW is the accepted time ; behold, now 
 is the day of salvation — 2 CoPw. 6. 2. 
 
 IVr OW is the accepted time ; 
 l\ Now is the day of grace ; 
 Now, sinners, come without delay, 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 2 Now is the accepted time ; 
 
 The Saviour calls to-day ; 
 To-morrow it may be too late, — 
 
 Then why should you delay? 
 
 96 
 
Qtabernarle QLljoxm. 
 
 3 Now is the accepted time ; 
 The Gospel bids you come ; 
 
 And every promise in his word 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 And feast them with thy love ; 
 
 Then will the angels swiftly fly, 
 And bear the news above. 
 
 122 
 
 CM. 
 
 Understandest thou what thou readest ? 
 Acts 8. 80. 
 
 BLESSED message from on high I 
 word of truth and grace, 
 That brings the hope of endless life 
 
 To all our ransomed race I 
 priceless pearl of living joy I 
 
 treasury of delight 
 That shows, in rich, almighty love. 
 My Saviour to my sight I 
 
 2 word that pierces thickest clouds, 
 That cheers the darkest night. 
 
 That lifts upon the gloomiest path 
 
 Its lamp of hfe and light! 
 That speaks of pardon and of peace 
 
 To mortals in despair. 
 And tells the poor desponding soul 
 
 That God will hear his prayer. 
 
 3 word that tells my Fathur's love, 
 The love that from on high 
 
 Brought down the sinless Son of God 
 For guilty man to die I 
 
Open my eyes, Holy Ghost, 
 
 And help me to behold 
 The wondrous treasures of thy word, 
 
 More precious far than gold. 
 
 123 c.p.M. 
 
 Unto you therefore which "believe he is precious. 
 1 Pet. 2. 7. 
 
 COULD I speak the matchless worth, 
 could I sound the glories forth, 
 "Which in my Saviour shine I 
 I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with G-abriel wliile 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 : 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 I would to everlasting days 
 
 Make all bis glories known. 
 
 4 Well — the delightful day will come 
 When my dear Lord will bring me home, 
 
 And I shall see his face : 
 Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend, 
 
 Triumphant in his grace, 
 
 7 97 
 
SCabernade €t)0rns. 
 
 124 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Choose you this day whom ye will serve. 
 Josh. 24. 15. 
 
 ODO not let the word depart, 
 And close thine eyes against the light ; 
 P(K)r sinner, harden not thy heart ; 
 
 Thou would'st be saved — Why not to-night? 
 
 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise 
 To bless thy long-deluded sight ; 
 
 This is the time ! then be wise I 
 
 Thou would'st be saved — Why not to-night? 
 
 3 The world has nothing left to give — 
 It has no new, no pure delight ; 
 
 try the hfe which Christians live I 
 
 Thou would'st be saved — Why not to-night ? 
 
 4 Our God in pity Hngers still, 
 
 And wilt thou thus his love requite ? 
 Renounce at length thy stubborn will ; 
 
 Thou would'st be saved — ^Wliy not to-night? 
 
 5 Our blessed Lord refuses none 
 Who would to him their souls unite ; 
 
 Then be the work of grace begun ! 
 
 Thou would'st be saved — Why not to-night ? 
 
 125 
 
 CM. 
 
 That shineth more and more unto the perfect day. 
 Pkov. 4. 18. 
 
 OF OR a closer walk with Grod, — 
 A higher, holier frame ; 
 A brighter light upon the road 
 That leads mo to the Lamb I 
 
gTabernacIe QHjcrus* 
 
 2 Rich blessedness e'en now I know, 
 In converse with the Lord; 
 
 8oul- quickening views are granted me 
 Of Jesus and his word. 
 
 3 But there are lengths and breadths of love 
 My spirit would attain, — 
 
 Deep things of God that I would search, 
 Heights that I long to gain. 
 
 4 And I would have this soul of mine 
 Made "glorious within," 
 
 Adorned with grace, meet for my Lord I 
 And sure his smile to win. 
 
 5 The work is tliine, holy Dove I 
 
 1 gladly welcome thee ; 
 
 Come in, blest Spirit of the Lord I 
 Possess both mine and me. 
 
 6 How close is now my walk with God 1 
 How glad my upv\^ard way! 
 
 Brighter and brighter sliines the light 
 Unto the perfect day. 
 
 126 CM. 
 
 Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. 
 PsA. 150. 6. 
 
 OFOK a thousand tongues to sing 
 My great Keedeemer's praise, — 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace I 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 
 To spread tlirough all the earth abroad 
 The honours of thv name. 
 
®abcrnacle ffil]orus. 
 
 3 Jesus ! the name that calms our fears. 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 
 'Tis hie, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 Look unto him, je nations ; own 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; 
 
 Look, and be saved through faith alone, 
 Be justified by grace. 
 
 127 L.M. 
 
 Thy vows are upon me, God : 1 will render 
 praises unto thee. — Psa. 56. 12. 
 
 HAPPY day, that stays my choice 
 On thee, my Saviour and my God : 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell thy goodness all abroad. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Happy day, happy day, 
 "When Jesus washed my sins away; 
 He taught me how to watch and pray, 
 And hve rejoicing every day. 
 
 2 happy bond, that seals my vows, 
 To Him who merits all my love; 
 
 Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
 While to his sacred throne I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ; 
 Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine ; 
 
 Help me through grace to follow on, 
 Glad to confess thy voice divine. 
 
 100 
 
QLabcxnatk QTIjorns. 
 
 4 Here rest, my oft divided heart ; 
 Fixed on thy G-od, thy Saviour, rest ; 
 
 Who with the world would grieve to part 
 When called on angels' food to feast ? 
 
 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
 That vow renewed shall daily hear, 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow. 
 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
 128 CM. 
 
 To him that overcometh will I give to eat of 
 the tree of life.— Eev. 2. 7. 
 
 ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessions he. 
 
 2 the transporting, rapturous scene 
 That rises to my sight I 
 
 Sweet fields arrayed in hving green, 
 And rivers of delight. 
 
 3 O'er all those wide extended plains 
 Shines one eternal day ; 
 
 There G-od the Son forever reigns, 
 And scatters night awvay. 
 
 4 When shall I reach that happj place, 
 
 And be forever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 
 And in his bosom rest ? 
 
 101 
 
®obernade Cliionts. 
 
 129 CM. 
 
 Put on the whole armour of God.— Epn. 6. 11. 
 
 SPEED thee, Christian, on thy way, 
 And to thine armour chng ; 
 With girded loins the call obey, 
 The call of Christ, thy King. 
 
 2 There is a battle to be fought, 
 An upward race to run, 
 
 A crown of glory to be sought, 
 A victory to be won. 
 
 3 faint not, Christian I for thy sighs 
 Are heard before the throne ; 
 
 The race must come before the prize, 
 The cross before the crown. 
 
 130 L.M. 
 
 Thou canst make me clean. — Maek 1. 40. 
 
 OTH AT my load of sin were gone ; 
 that I could at last submit 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down. 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet I 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 
 Grive 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 tiU pure within, 
 
 Till I am wholly lost in thee, 
 102 
 
QLabcxnatk QIljDrns. 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my G-od* 
 Th}^ light and easy burden prove ; 
 
 The cross, all stained with hallow'd blood, 
 The labour 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. 
 
 131 L.M. 
 
 Wash me thorong-hly from my iniquity, and cleanse 
 me from my sin.— Psa. 51. 2. 
 
 OTHOU that hear'st when sinners cry. 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
 Behold them not with angry look. 
 But blot their memory from thy book. 
 
 2 Though I have grieved thy spirit, Lurd, 
 Thy help and comfort still afibrd ; 
 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 3 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice I bring; 
 
 The God of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice, 
 
 132 CM. 
 
 (Domfort ye, comfort ye my people, saitli your God. 
 IsA. 40. 1. 
 
 OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear I 
 How dark this world would be. 
 If, when deceived and wounded here, 
 We could not fly to thee 1 
 
 103 
 
ffiabernacU €l)orns. - 
 
 2 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 
 And e'en the hope that threw 
 
 A moment's sparkle o'er our tears 
 Is dimmed and vanished too ; — 
 
 3 0, who would bear life's stormy doom, 
 Did not thy wing of love 
 
 Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, 
 Our peace-branch from above ? 
 
 4 Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, 
 With more than rapture's ray: 
 
 As darkness shows us worlds of light 
 We never saw by day. 
 
 133 CM. 
 
 God over all, blessed forever. — Kom. 9. 5. 
 
 OUR Grod, our help in ages past, 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
 And our eternal home I 
 
 2 Before the hills in order stood. 
 Or earth received her frame, 
 
 From everlasting thou art God. 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 
 Bears all its sons away ; 
 
 They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the op'ning day. 
 
 4 Our G-od, our help in ages past, 
 Our hope for years to come. 
 
 Be thou our guard while troubles last, 
 
 And our eternal home. 
 104 
 
QLabcxnatk Sharus. 
 
 134 
 
 For 1 reckon that the siifferings of the present time 
 are not worthy to be compared with, the glory which 
 shall be revealed in as. — Eom. S. 13. 
 
 OUT on an ocean all boundless we ride, 
 We're homeward bound, homeward bound; 
 Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide, 
 We're homeward bound, homeward bound. 
 Far from the safe, quiet harbour we've rode, 
 Seeking our Father's celestial abode, 
 Promise of which on us each he bestowed, 
 We're homeward bound, homeward bound. 
 
 2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars, 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 Look ! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores, 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 Steady, pilot, stand firm at the wheel ; 
 Steady I we soon shall outweather the gale, 
 how we fly 'neath the loud creaking sail ! 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 
 3 Into the harbour of heaven now we glide, 
 
 We're home at last. 
 Softly we drift on its bright silver tide. 
 
 We're home at last. 
 Glory to G-od I all our dangers are o'er ; 
 We stand secure on the glorified shore, 
 Glory to God! we whl shout evermore. 
 
 We're home at last. 
 
 105 
 
^ahctnatk (!Ll)oxnB. 
 
 135 
 
 CM. 
 
 Unto yon therefore which believe he is precious. 
 1 Pet, 2. 7. 
 
 OWHAT hath Jesus done for me 1 
 He died to save my soul ; 
 My sins were great, his mercy free ; 
 His blood hath made me whole. 
 Chorus : 
 He shed bis precious blood for me, 
 He gave his precious life for me, 
 The Saviour in glory pleads for me, 
 And bids me welcome home, 
 "Welcome home. 
 
 2 He helpeth me in time of need 
 By his almighty grace ; 
 
 For me he evermore doth plead, 
 And I shall see his face. 
 
 3 Exalted at the Father's side, 
 My mansion he prepares ; 
 
 My home of glory he'll provide ; 
 He answers all my prayers. 
 
 4 He is my Lord, my risen Friend^r- 
 He reigns upon the throne ; 
 
 And he will keep me to the end, 
 Through faith in him alone. 
 
 136 s. M. 
 
 And I saw the dead, small and great, stand 
 before God.— Key. 20. 12. 
 
 WHERE shall rest be found— 
 Rest for the weary soul ? 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound. 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 106 
 
STabcrnacte (ITIjortts. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 The bhss for which we sigh : 
 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears 
 Ihere is a life above, 
 
 Unmeasiir'd by the flight of years; 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 4 There is a death whose pang 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
 
 what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death I 
 
 5 Lord God of truth and grace, 
 Teach us that death to shun : 
 
 Lest we be banished from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 137 
 
 6, 5. 
 
 O magnify the Lord with me, and let us 
 exalt his name together. — Psa. 34. 3. 
 
 WORSHIP the King 
 All-glorious above; 
 gratefully sing 
 
 His power and his love I 
 Our Shield and Defender, 
 . The Ancient of Days, 
 Pavilioned in splendour, 
 And girded with praise. 
 
 2 tell of his might! 
 
 sing of his grace I 
 Whose robe is the light, 
 
 Whose canopy space 1 
 
 lOT 
 
®abernacle ®[)orus. 
 
 His chariots of wrath 
 
 The deep thunder-clouds form, 
 And dark is his path 
 
 On the wings of the storm. 
 
 3 Thy bountiful care 
 What tongue can recite ? 
 
 It breathes in the air, 
 
 It shines in the hght, 
 It streams from the hills, 
 
 It descends to the plains, 
 And sweetly distils 
 
 In the dew and the rains. 
 
 4 Frail children of dust. 
 And feeble as frail, 
 
 In thee do we trust, 
 
 Nor find thee to fail ; 
 Thy mercies how tender ! 
 
 How firm to the end I 
 Our Maker, Defender, 
 
 Redeemer, and FriencL 
 
 138 
 
 7s. 
 
 Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne 
 and unto the Lamb.— Eev. T. 10. 
 
 PALMS of glory, raiment bright, 
 Crowns that never fade away, 
 Gird and deck the saints in light, 
 
 Priests, and kings, and conq'rors they. 
 
 2 Yet the conq'rors bring their palms 
 To the Lamb amidst the throne, 
 
 And proclaim in joyful psalms, 
 Victory through his cross alone. 
 108 
 
(Jaberuade (Eljorus. 
 
 3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, 
 Crying, as they strike the chords, 
 
 Take the kingdom, it is thine, 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords I 
 
 4 Round the altar priests confess, 
 If their robes are white as snow, 
 
 'Twas the Saviour's righteousness, 
 And his blood, that made them so. 
 
 5 Who are these ? — on earth they dwelt, 
 Sinners once of Adam's race ; 
 
 Guilt and fear and suff'ring felt, 
 But were saved by sov'reign grace. 
 
 6 They were mortal too, like us : 
 Ah! when we, like them, shall die. 
 
 May our souls, translated thus, 
 Triumph, reign, and shine on high. 
 
 139 
 
 Jesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on me. 
 Luke 18. 3S. 
 
 PASS me not, gentle Saviour, 
 Hear my humble cry ; 
 While on others thou art calling, 
 Do not pass me by. 
 
 Chorus: 
 Saviour, Saviour, 
 
 Hear my humble cry ; 
 While on others thou art smiling, 
 Do not pass me by. 
 
 109 
 
tabernacle Qlfjorus. 
 
 2 Let me at thy throne of mercy 
 Fixid a sweet relief ; 
 
 Kneehng there in deep contrition, 
 Help my unbelief. 
 
 3 Trusting only in thy merits, 
 Would I seek thy face ; 
 
 Heal my wounded, broken spirit, 
 Save me by thy grace. 
 
 4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, 
 More than life to me, 
 
 Whom have I on earth beside thee, 
 Whom in heaven but thee. 
 
 140 L. M. 
 
 Therefore bein^ justified by faith, we have peace with 
 God through our Lord Jesus Christ. — Eom. 5. 1. 
 
 PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive 
 m.oan 
 Hath taught each scene the note of woe ; 
 Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 
 
 And let thy tears forget, to flow: 
 Behold, thy precious balm is found, 
 To lull thy pain, and heal thy wound. 
 
 2 Come, freely come, by sin opprest. 
 On Jesus cast thy weighty load ; 
 
 In him thy refuge find, thy rest, 
 Safe in the mercy of thy G-od : 
 
 Thy God's thy Saviour, glorious word : 
 
 hear, believe, and bless the Lord. 
 110 
 
©abcrnacic €f)ortts. 
 141 C. M. 
 
 Christ Jesns came into the world to save sinners* 
 1 Tim. 1. 15. 
 
 PLUNaED in a gulf of dark despair, 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Witliout one cheerful beam of hope, 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 2 "Witli pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 Beheld our helpless grief; 
 
 He saw, and 1 amazing love I 
 He ran to our rehef. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above 
 With joyful haste he fled, 
 
 Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 4 for this love, let rocks and hills 
 Their lasting silence break. 
 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
 142 
 
 L.M. 
 
 The Facher, the Word, and the Holy Ghost : and these 
 three are one. — 1 John 5. 7. 
 
 T^KATSE God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 i Praiso him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 Ill 
 
QTobernacle €l)ortts 
 143 CM. 
 
 Lord, teach us to pray. — ^Ltjke 11. 1. 
 
 PRA.YER 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 subHmest 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. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 Returning from his ways ; 
 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And cry — Behold, he prays ! 
 
 6 thou, by whom we come to &oa— 
 The Life, the Truth, the Way; 
 
 The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; 
 
 Lord I teach us how to pray. 
 112 
 
Sabernacle (iLi]oxm. 
 
 144 
 
 CM. 
 
 And the times of tWs ig-norance God winked at; 
 but now commandeth all men every where to repent 
 Acts IT. 30. 
 
 REPENT I the voice celestial cries, 
 Nor longer dare delay : 
 The soul that scorns the mandate dies, 
 And meets a fiery day. 
 
 2 No more the sov'reign eye of G-od 
 O'erlooks the crimes of men ; 
 
 His heralds now are sent abroad 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 sinners I in his presence bow, 
 And all your guilt confess ; 
 
 Accept the offered Saviour now, 
 Nor trifle with his grace. 
 
 4 Soon will the awful trumpet sound, 
 And call you to his bar ; 
 
 His mercy knows th' appointed bound^ 
 And yields to justice there. 
 
 5 Amazing love — that yet will call. 
 And yet prolong our days 1 
 
 Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, 
 And weep, and love, and praise. 
 
 145 L.M. 
 
 Eeturn mito the Lord, and he win have mercy. 
 ISA. 65. 7. 
 
 RETURN, O wanderer, return, 
 And seek an injured Father's face ; 
 Those warm desires that in thee burn 
 "Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 8 US 
 
SLabernacIe ffiijonts, 
 
 2 Return, wanderer, return, 
 
 And seek a Father's melting heart ; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 His hand shall heal thy inward smart, 
 
 3 Return, wanderer, return, 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 
 
 Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 4 Return, wanderer, return, 
 And wipe away the falling tear; 
 
 'Tis God who says, Xo longer mourn ; 
 *Tis Mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 146 7, 6. 
 
 The world passeth away, and the hist thereof, 
 but he that doeth the ^vill of God abideth for- 
 ever.— 1 John 2. IT. 
 
 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise from transitory things 
 
 Toward heaven, thy native place. 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay. 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 To seats prepared above. 
 
 2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 Fire, ascending, seeks the sun, 
 
 Both speed them to their source. 
 So the soul that's born of God 
 
 Pants to see his glorious face, 
 IJpward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 114 
 
SLabernacle QTljorus. 
 
 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 
 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 Soon our Saviour vrWl return, 
 
 Triumphant, in the skies. 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be given ; 
 All our sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchanged for heaven 
 
 147 
 
 7s. 
 
 Thon art the rock of my salvation. — Psa. 89. 26. 
 And tkat rock was Christ. — 1 Cor. 10. 4. 
 
 EOCK of ages, cleft for me, 
 Lot me hide myself in thee ; 
 Let the water and the blood. 
 From thy side a heahng flood, 
 Be of sin the double cure, — 
 Save from wrath and make me pure. 
 
 2 Should my tears forever flow, 
 Should my zeal no langour know, 
 This for sin could not atone ; 
 Thou must save, and thou alone : 
 III my hand no price I bring ; 
 Simply to thy cross I chng. 
 
 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyelids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thf e on thy throne, — 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
 115 
 
Stubernacle Qlljorna. 
 
 148 7s. 
 
 Ye shall keep my sabbaths, and reverence my 
 sanctuary.— Lev. 26. 2. 
 
 SAFELY through another week 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 Let us now a blessing seek, 
 
 "Waiting in his courts to-day ; 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 2 While we seek supplies of grace, 
 Through the dear Redeemer's name. 
 
 Show thy reconciling face, 
 
 Take away our sin and shame ; 
 From our worldly cares set free, 
 May we rest this day in thee. 
 
 3 May the Gospel's joyful sound 
 Conquer sinners, comfort saints, 
 
 Make the fruits of grace abound. 
 
 Bring rehef from all complaints : 
 Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, 
 Till we join the Church above. 
 
 149 c.M. 
 
 I will joy in the God of my salvation. 
 Hab. 3. 18. 
 
 SALVATION ! the joyful sound, 
 Glad tidings to our ears ; 
 A so V 'reign balm for every wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fearsT 
 2 Salvation ! buried once in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But now we rise by grace divino, 
 
 And see a heavenly day. 
 116 
 
STabernacIe (Cljoru©. 
 
 3 Salvation ! thou bleeding Lamb, 
 To thee the praise belongs : 
 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 And dwell upon our tongues. 
 
 4. Salvation ! let tlie echo fly 
 The spacious earth around ; 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 150 6,4. 
 
 I will bring the blind by a way that they 
 knew not.— IsA. 42. 1*6. 
 
 SAYIOUEI IfoUowon, 
 Gruided by thee, 
 Seeing not yet the hand. 
 
 That leadeth me. 
 
 Hushed be my heart and still, 
 
 Fear I no further ill ; 
 
 Only to meet thy will 
 
 My will shall be. 
 
 2 Often to Mar ah' s brink 
 Have I been brought : 
 
 Shrinking the cup to drink, 
 
 HeljD I have sought ; 
 And with the prayer's ascent, 
 Jesus the branch hath rent. 
 Quickly relief hath sei/t, 
 
 Sweet'ning the draught. 
 
 3 Saviour ! I long to walk 
 Closer with thee ; 
 
 Led by thy guiding hand, 
 Ever to be ; 
 
 117 
 
®abetnade Qlljoraa. 
 
 Constantly near thy side, 
 Quickened and purilied, 
 Living for him who died 
 Freely for me ! 
 
 151 
 
 7s. 
 
 Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. 
 Heb. 12. 2. 
 
 SAYIOUR, Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 Unto thee glad praise I sing ; 
 Humbled once, for me to die ; 
 Now enthroned above the sky. 
 
 2 Saviour, Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 Unto thee my prayers I bring ; 
 Speak thy word of grace to me ; 
 With thy pardon set me free 
 
 3 Saviour, Priest at God's right hand, 
 Mediator, thou dost stand. 
 Interceding there for me : 
 
 Life and hope I find in thee. 
 
 4 Saviour, ever reigning King, 
 Unto thee my heart I bring. 
 Praise and glory unto thee. 
 Gracious King, forever be. 
 
 152 s, 7. 
 
 O Lord, revive thy work. — Hab. 3. 2. 
 
 SAYIOUE,, visit thy plantation ; 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain; 
 All will come to desolation 
 Unless thou return again. 
 118 
 
(tabernacle €!l)cru5> 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance ; — 
 Shine upon us from on Mgli, 
 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 
 3 Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 Make us prevalent in prajers ; 
 
 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 afresh. 
 
 153 p. M. 
 
 Lord, what wilt thou have me to do ? 
 Acts 9. 6. 
 
 CAYIOUR! thy dying love 
 
 u Thou gavest me, 
 
 Nor should I aught witliliold, 
 
 Dear Lord, from thee; 
 In love my soul would bow, 
 My heart fulfil its vow, 
 Some offering bring thee now^ 
 
 Something for thee. 
 
 2 At the blest mercy-seat, 
 
 Pleading for me. 
 My feeble faith looks up, 
 
 Jesus, to thee : 
 Help me the cross to bear, 
 Thy wondrous love declare. 
 Some song to raise, or praj'er, 
 Something for thee. 
 
 119 
 
tabernacle €l)orns. 
 
 3 Give me a faithful heart — 
 
 Likeness to thee — 
 That each departing day 
 
 Henceforth may see 
 Some work of love begun, 
 Some deed of kindness done, 
 Some wanderer sought and won, 
 
 Something for thee. 
 
 154 L. M. 
 
 My Spirit shall not always strive with man. 
 Gen. 6. 8. 
 
 SAY, sinner, hath a voice within 
 Oft whispered to thy secret soul. 
 Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, 
 And yield thy heart to G-od's control ? 
 
 2 Sinner I it was a heavenly voice, — 
 It was the Spirit's gracious call ; 
 
 It bade thee make the better choice. 
 And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 
 
 3 Spurn not the call to hfe and light ; 
 Kegard, in time, the warning kind ; 
 
 That call thou may'st not always slight, 
 And yet the gate of mercy find. 
 
 4 God's Spirit will not always strive 
 With hardened, self-destroying man ; 
 
 Ye who persist his love to grieve 
 May never hear his voice again. 
 
 5 Sinner I perhaps, this very day. 
 Thy last accepted time may be : 
 
 shouldst thou grieve him now away, 
 Then hope may never beam on thee. 
 120 
 
Qtabcxnatk QTIjortis, 
 
 155 
 
 L.M. 
 
 1 acknowledge my transgressions : and my sin is 
 
 ever before me. — Psa. 51. 3. 
 
 SHOW pity, Lord, Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live. 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
 2 wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
 Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
 I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 
 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath. 
 I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy u^ord, 
 Would Hght on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 156 
 
 7s. 
 
 Eedeeming the time, because the days are eviL 
 Eph. 5. 16. 
 
 SliSTNER, rouse thee from thy sleep ; 
 AYake, and o'er thy folly weep ; 
 Eaise thy spirit dark and dead, 
 Jesus waits his light to shed. 
 
 121 
 
tabernacle (!ri)0nxs. 
 
 2 Wake from sleep, arise from death, 
 See the bright and Uving path : 
 Watchful tread that path ; be wise, 
 Leave thy folly, seek tlie skies. 
 
 3 Leave thy folly, cease from crime, 
 From this hour redeem thy time ; 
 Life secure without delay, 
 
 Evil is the mortal day. 
 
 4 Be not blind and fooUsli still ; 
 Called of Jesus, learn his will: 
 Jesus calls from death and niglit, 
 Jesus waits to slied his liglit. 
 
 157 7s. 
 
 Turn ye from vonr evil ways ; for whv will ye 
 die?— EzKK. 33. 11. 
 
 SINNERS, turn ; why wiU ye die? 
 Grod, your Maker, asks you why'' 
 Grod, who did your being give, 
 Made you with himself to live ; 
 He the fetal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands,- 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 Will ye cross his love, and die ? 
 
 2 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why? 
 He, who did your souls retrieve. 
 Died himself, that ye might live. 
 Will ye let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, wliy 
 Will ye slight his grace, and dieY 
 122 
 
®abernacle eri]oru5. 
 
 3 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 God, tlie Spirit, asks 3^011 why ? 
 He, who all your lives hath strove, 
 Urged 3'ou to embrace his love : 
 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
 "Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 ye dying sinners, why, 
 Why will 3^e forever die? 
 
 158 s. M. 
 
 Take unto you the whole armour of God, that 
 ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, 
 and having- done all, to stand. — Eph. 6. 13. 
 
 OOLDIERS of Christ, arise, 
 O And put your armour on, 
 Strong in the strength which God suppliea 
 Through his eternal Son; 
 
 2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts, 
 And in his mighty power, 
 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 3 Stand then in his great might, 
 With all his strength endued ; 
 
 And take, to arm you for the fight, 
 Tlie panoply of God: 
 
 4 That having all things done, 
 And all your conflicts past, 
 
 ^e may overcome, through Christ alone. 
 And stand complete at last. 
 
 128 
 
QCabcrttrtcle QTIjonis. 
 159 L.M. 
 
 Let your conversation be as becometh tlie 
 Gospel.— Phil. 1. 27. 
 
 SO let our lips and lives express 
 The holy Gospel we profess ; 
 So let our works and virtues shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honours of our Saviour God 
 When his salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
 Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
 While justice, temperance, truth and love, 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope. 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 160 
 
 L.M. 
 
 We rejoice in tbe hope of the glory of God. 
 EoM. 5. 2. 
 
 STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
 And gird the Gospel armour on ; 
 March to the gates of endless joy. 
 
 Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 
 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
 Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross. 
 
 And sung the triumph when he rose. 
 124 
 
QLabcxnack t!I[)orit6. 
 
 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 
 And glittering robes for conq'rors wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 And triumph in Almighty grace, 
 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
 161 
 
 That ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, 
 and having done all, to stand. — Eph. 6. 13. 
 
 STAND up for Jesus, Christian, stand ! 
 Firm as a rock on ocean's strand I 
 Beat back the waves of sin that roll, 
 Like raging floods, around thy soul I 
 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 land I 
 Spread ye his glorious word abroad, 
 
 Till all the world shall own him Lord I 
 
 3 Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand ! 
 Lift high the cross with steadfast hand I 
 Till heathen hosts before it fall, 
 
 And hail the Saviour Lord of all. 
 
 4 Stand up for Jesus, Christian, stand I 
 Soon wath the blest immortal band 
 We'll dwell for aye, Hfe's journey o'er. 
 
 In realms of light on heaven's bright shore. 
 
 125 
 
162 
 
 QTabcrnadc (iII)orus. 
 
 7,6. 
 
 Stand, therefore.— Eph. 6. 14. 
 
 STAND up ! — stand up for Jesus I 
 Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
 Lift high his royal banner, 
 It must not suffer loss : 
 From vict'rj unto vict'ry 
 His army shall be led, 
 Till every foe is vanquish'd, 
 And Christ is Lord indeed. 
 
 2 Stand up I — stand up for Jesus 1 
 The trumpet call obey ; 
 
 Forth to the mighty conflict 
 
 In this his glorious day : 
 Ye that are men, now serve him 
 
 Against unnumber'd foes ; 
 Your courage rise with danger, 
 
 And strength to strength oppose. 
 
 3 Stand up I — stand up for Jesus I 
 Stand in his strength alone ; 
 
 The arm of flesh will fail you — 
 Ye dare not trust your own : 
 
 Put on the G-ospel armour, 
 And, watching unto prayer, 
 
 Where duty calls, or danger. 
 Be never wanting there. 
 
 4 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus I 
 The strife will not be long ; 
 
 This day the noise of battle, 
 
 The next the victor's song : 
 126 
 
QLabtxnack ffiljoruo. 
 
 To him that overcometh, 
 A crown of hfe shall be ; 
 
 He with the King of Glory 
 Shall reign eternally I 
 
 163 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Cast me not away from thy presence ; and take not thy 
 Holy Spirit from me. — Psa. 51. 11. 
 
 STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 Though I have done thee such despite, 
 Nor cast the sinner quite a^way, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 ThoQgli I have most unfaithful been, 
 Of all who e'er thy grace received ; 
 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen. 
 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 
 
 3 Tet 0, the chief of sinners spare, 
 In honour of my great High-priest I 
 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 I shall not see thy people's rest 
 
 4 E'en now my weary soul release. 
 And raise me by thy gracious hand ; 
 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace. 
 And bring me to the promised land. 
 
 164 L.M. 
 
 Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slum- 
 ber nor sleep. — Psa. 121. 4. 
 
 SUN of my soul ! thou Saviour dear, 
 It is not nip:ht if thou be near : 
 0, may no earth-born cloud arise 
 To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 
 
 12T 
 
Qtabernade Cljorna. 
 
 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
 My wearied eyelids gently steep, 
 
 Be my last thought, liow sweet to rest 
 Forever on my Saviour's breast ! 
 
 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
 For without thee I cannot live ; 
 Abide with me when night is nigh, 
 For without thee I dare not die. 
 
 4 Come near to bless me when I wake, 
 Ere through the world my way I take ; 
 Abide with me till in thy love 
 
 I lose myself in heaven above. 
 
 165 L.M. 
 
 Unto thee, Lord, do I lift up my soul.— Psa. 86. 4. 
 
 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 wishes 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. 
 
 2 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^ 
 128 
 
STabernade ffiljorus. 
 
 3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
 
 May T thy consolation share ; 
 
 Till, from Mount Piso:ah's lofty height, 
 
 I 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. 
 
 166 
 
 7, 6, 8. 
 
 And so shall we ever be with th^ Lord. 
 1 Thess. 4. 17. 
 
 TEN thousand times ten thousand^ 
 In sparklir^g raiment bright. 
 The armies of the ransomed saints 
 
 Throng up the steeps of light: 
 'Tis finished, all is finished. 
 
 Their fight with death and sin 
 Fling open wide the golden gates 
 And let the victors in. 
 
 2 What rush of hallelujahs 
 Fills all the earth and sky! 
 
 What ringing of a thousand harps 
 Bespeaks the triumph nigh I 
 
 day for which creation 
 
 And all its tribes were made ! 
 
 joy, for aU its former woes 
 A thousand fold repaid ! 
 
 3 then what raptured greetings 
 On Canaan's happy shore, 
 
 What knitting severed friendships up, 
 ^Vliere partings are no more ! 
 
 9 12^ 
 
erabernacle €f)0ru0. 
 
 Then eyes with joy shall sparkle 
 That brimmed with tears of late; 
 
 Orphans no longer fatherless, 
 Nor widows desolate. 
 
 167 CM. 
 
 He bowed the heavens also, and came down : and 
 darkness was under his feet. — Psa. 18. 9. 
 
 THE Lord descended from above 
 And bowed the heavens most high ; 
 And underneath his feet he cast 
 The darkness of the sky. 
 
 2 On cherubim and seraphim 
 Full royally he rode, 
 
 And on the wings of mighty winds 
 Came flying all abroad. 
 
 3 And like a den most dark he made 
 His hid and secret place ; 
 
 With waters dark and thickest clouds 
 He veiled his glorious face. ^ 
 
 4 He sat serene upon the floods, 
 Their fury to restrain ; 
 
 And he, as sov'reign Lord and King, 
 For evermore shall reign. 
 
 168 
 
 The Lord reigneth, he is clothed 'with majesty, 
 Psa. 93. 1. 
 
 rPHE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
 JL His throne is built on high , 
 The garments he assumes 
 Are light and majesty; 
 His glories shine with beams so bright, 
 No mortal eye can bear the sight. 
 ISO 
 
QLabcxnatk Cl)0rn0. 
 
 2 The thuilders of liis hand 
 Keep the wide world in awe ; 
 
 His wrath and justice stand, 
 To guard his holy law ; 
 And where his love resolves to bless, 
 His truth confirms and seals the grace. 
 
 3 Through all his perfect work 
 Surprising wisdom shines; 
 
 Confounds the powers of liell, 
 And breaks their curs'd designs : 
 Strong is the arm — and shall fulfil 
 His great decrees, his sov'reign will. 
 
 4 And can this mighty King 
 Of glory condescend — 
 
 And will he write his name, 
 My Father and my Friend ? 
 I love his name, I love his word ; 
 Join, all my powers, and praise the Lord I 
 
 169 
 
 L.M. 
 
 The Lord cometh, vnfh. ten thousand of his saints. 
 JUDE 14. 
 
 THE Lord shall come ! the earth shall quake ; 
 The mountains to their centre shake; 
 And withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw their feeble hght. 
 
 2 The Lord shall come ! but not the same 
 As once in lowly form he came, — 
 
 A silent Lamb before his foes, 
 A weary Man, and full of woes. 
 
 3 The Lord shall come ! a dreadful form. 
 With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, 
 On cherub- wings, and wings of wind. 
 Anointed Judge of human kind 1 
 
 181 
 
Kabcrnacle Qlljorns. 
 
 4 Can this be he, who, wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 
 By power oppress'd, and mocked by pride, 
 The Nazarene, the crucified ? 
 
 5 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 Rocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall I 
 The saints, ascending from the tomb, 
 Shall sing for joy, The Lord is come I 
 
 170 7, 6. 
 
 The earth shall be full of the knowledge of 
 the Lord.— IsA. 11. 9. 
 
 THE morning light is breaking, 
 The darkness disappears ; 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears : 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 
 
 Brings tidings from afar. 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 2 See heathen nations bendmg 
 Before the God we love, 
 
 And thousand hearts ascending 
 
 In gratitude above ; 
 While sinners now confessing, 
 
 The Grospel call obey, 
 And seek the Saviour's blessing,— 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 3 Bless'd river of salvation, 
 Pursue thy onward way ; 
 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 Nor in thy richness stay ; 
 183 
 
®abernacle Ori]0rus. 
 
 Stay not till all the lowly 
 
 Triumpliant reach their home ; 
 
 Stay not till all the holy 
 Proclaim — The Lordis come I 
 
 171 c. M, 
 
 Being now justified by his blood, we shall be 
 saved from ^vl•ath through him. — Eoii. 5. 9. 
 
 THERE is a fountain, tilled with blood, 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins. 
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 
 And there may I, as 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 G-od 
 Be saved, to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
 Thy flowing wounds supply. 
 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 6 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy power to save ; 
 When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue 
 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 188 
 
SCabcnuule €l)oru0. 
 
 172 CM. 
 
 At thy right hand there are pleasures for ever- 
 more.— Psa. 16. 11. 
 
 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reigjn ; 
 Eternal day exclvides the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides. 
 And never-fading flowers. 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Bright fields beyond the swelling f ood 
 Stand dress'd in living green ; 
 
 So to the Jews fair Canaan stood, 
 "While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
 4 But timorous mortals start, and shrink 
 To cross the narrow sea ; 
 
 And linger, trembling, on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 0, could we make our doubts remove, 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love, 
 With faith's illumined 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. 
 
 134 
 
QLabcxnack €l)orus. 
 
 173 CM 
 
 A Rame which is above every name. — Phil. 2, 9. 
 
 THERE is a name I love to hear ; 
 I love to speak its worth : 
 It sounds like music in mine ear. 
 The sweetest name on earth, • 
 
 2 It tells me of a Saviour^s love^ 
 AYho died to set me free ; 
 
 It tells me of his precious iDlood, 
 The sinner's perfect plea. 
 
 3 Jesus ! the name I love so well, 
 The name I love to hear ! 
 
 No saint on earth its worth can tell, 
 No heart conceive how dear^ 
 
 4 His name shall shed its fragrancn stiU 
 Along this stormy road, 
 
 Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 
 That leads me up to G-od. 
 
 5 And there, with aU the blood-bought throng, 
 From sin and sorrow free, 
 
 ni sing the new eternal song 
 Of Jesus' love for me. 
 
 174 s.M. 
 
 And whosoever will, let him take the water of life 
 freely.— Rev. 22. IT. 
 
 THE Spirit in our hearts 
 Is wliispering, sinner, come ! 
 The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
 To all his children. Come! 
 
 135 
 
STabernacle <Ei)orus. 
 
 2 Let him that heareth say 
 To all about him, Come I 
 
 Let liim that thirsts for righteousness. 
 To Christ, the Fountain, come I 
 
 3 Yes, whosoever will, 
 let him freely come, 
 
 And freely drink the stream of life I 
 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 
 
 4 Lo I Jesus, who invites. 
 Declares, I quickly come I 
 
 Lord, even so I I wait thy hour : 
 Jesus, my Saviour, come ! 
 
 175 L.M. 
 
 There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of 
 God.— Heb. 4. 9. 
 
 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love^ 
 But there's a nobler rest above ; 
 To that our weary souls aspire 
 With ardent pangs of strong desire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place , 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs 
 Which warble from immortal tongues. 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
 No cares to break the long repose ; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun,- 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
 4 long-expected day, begin I 
 Dawn on these realms of woe and sin : 
 Fain would we leave this weary road, 
 And sleep in death, to rest with Grod, 
 
 186 
 
iSabcrnacle QTljarus. 
 
 176 
 
 8,7. 
 
 The glorv of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is 
 ' the light thereof.— PwEV. 21. 23. 
 
 THIS is not my place of resting — 
 Mine's a city yet to come ; 
 Onward to it I am hasting — 
 On to my eternal home. 
 
 2 In it all is light and glory ; 
 O'er it shines a nightless day ; 
 
 Every trace of sin's sad story, 
 All the curse, hath pass'd away. 
 
 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads ns, 
 By the streams of life along ; 
 
 On the freshest pastures feeds us, 
 Turns our sighing into song. 
 
 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, 
 Soon we bid farewell to pain ; 
 
 Nevermore are sad and weary. 
 Never, never sin agaii^ 
 
 177 
 
 He that hath ears to hear, let him hear. 
 Mark 4 9. 
 
 TO-DAY the Saviour calls, 
 Te wanderers, cornel 
 0, ye benighted souls, 
 Why longer roam? 
 
 2 To-day the Saviour calls! 
 
 For refuge fly ; 
 The storm of vengeance falls, 
 
 Ruin is nigh. 
 
 187 
 
3 To-day the Saviour calls I 
 0, listen now ! 
 
 "Within these sacred walls 
 To Jesus bow. 
 
 4 The Spirit calls to-day ! 
 Yield to his power. 
 
 0, grieve him not away ! 
 'Tis mercy's hour. 
 
 178 7,6. 
 
 Jesus Christ, and him crucified.— 1 Cob. 2. 2. 
 
 YAIN, delusive world, adieu, 
 With all of creature good ; 
 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood. 
 All thy pleasures I forego, 
 
 All thy wealth, and all thy pride ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 2 Him to know is life and peace, 
 And pleasure without end. 
 
 This is all my happiness, 
 
 On Jesus to depend : 
 Daily in his grace to grow. 
 
 And ever in his love abide ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, - 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 3 that I could all invite, 
 This saving truth to prove ; 
 
 Show the length, the breadth, the height, 
 
 And depth of Jesus' love • 
 188 
 
STabernacle Clljorus. 
 
 Fain I would to sinners show 
 His blood by faith alone applied ; 
 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 179 7s. 
 
 As thy days, so shall thy strength be. 
 Deut. 33. 25. 
 
 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 
 Seems peculiar stiU to thee, 
 
 Grod has promised needful grace,^ 
 As thy days, thy strength shall be. 
 
 3 Days of trial, days of grief, 
 
 In succession thou may'st see ; 
 This is still my 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 
 
 180 
 
 CM. 
 
 For ye were sometimes darkness, but now are ye 
 light in the Lord. — Epii. 5. 8. 
 
 WALK in the hght ! so shalt thou know 
 That fellowship of love, 
 His Spirit only can bestow 
 Wlio reigns in light above. 
 
 189 
 
QTaberuacle Qlljarits. 
 
 2 Walk in the light I and thou shalt find 
 Thy heart made truly his, 
 
 Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined ; 
 In whom no darkness is. 
 
 3 Walk in the light ! and e'en the tomb 
 No fearful shade shall wear ; 
 
 Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
 For Christ hath c-onquer'd there. 
 
 4 Walk in the light I and thou shalt see 
 Thy path, though thorny, bright ; 
 
 For G-od by grace shall dwell in thee, 
 And God himself is light. 
 
 181 7s. 
 
 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our 
 sorrows.— IsA. 53. 4. 
 
 ¥ExiR,T sinner 1 keep thine eyes 
 On th' atoning Sacrifice ; 
 View him bleeding on the tree, 
 Pouring out his Hfe for thee. 
 
 2 Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne ; 
 Weeping soul, no longer mourn ; 
 Kow by faith the Son embrace, 
 Plead his promise, trust his grace. 
 
 3 Cast thy guilty soul on him ; 
 Find him mighty to redeem : 
 At his feet thy burden lay ; 
 Look thy doubts and care away. 
 
 4 Lord, come thou with power to heal; 
 Now tliy mighty arm reveal: 
 
 At thy feet myself I lay; 
 Take, take my sins away ! 
 140 
 
®abernacle (Sl\)oxnB. 
 
 182 
 
 S.M. 
 
 A delight, the holy of the Lord, honourable. 
 ISA. oS. 13. 
 
 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 That saw the Lord arise, 
 ■Welcome to this reviving breast. 
 And these rejoicing eyes I 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 And feasts his saints to-day; 
 
 Here we may sit, and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 "Where my dear G-od hath been. 
 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My -filling soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this. 
 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 183 8.7,4. 
 
 My son, give me thine heart. — Proy. 23. 26. 
 
 ¥ELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer I 
 Welcome to this heart of m'ne ; 
 Lord ! I make a full surrender ; 
 
 Every power and thought be thine; 
 
 Thine entirely, — 
 Through eternal ages thine. 
 
 141 
 
STabernacle €liant0. 
 
 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 Earth and hell will disappear ; 
 
 Or in vain attempt possession 
 When they find the Lord is near: — 
 
 Shout, Zion ! 
 Shout, ye saints I the Lord is here. 
 
 184 
 
 To him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. 
 Eev. 1. 6. 
 
 WE praise thee, G-od ! for the Son of thy 
 love, 
 For Jesus who died, and is now gone above. 
 Chorus : 
 Hallelujah I thine the glory, Hallelujah I 
 
 Amen. 
 Hallelujah I thine the glory, revive us 
 again. 
 
 2 We praise thee, G-od I 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 lias cleansed 
 every stain. 
 
 4 All glory and praise to the G-od of all grace, 
 Who has bought us, and sought us, and guided 
 
 our ways. 
 
 5 Revive us again; fill each heart with thy 
 
 love; 
 May each soul be rekindled with fire from 
 above. 
 142 
 
QLabtvnack QHjortte. 
 
 185 
 
 Be strong: in the Lord, and in the power of his 
 might.— Epii. 6. 10. 
 
 ¥E'YE listed in a holy war, 
 BattUngfortheLordl 
 Eternal life, our guiding star, 
 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 We've girded on our armour bright, 
 Battling for the Lord ! 
 
 Our Captain's word our strength and might, 
 Battling for the Lord I 
 
 3 We'll stand like heroes on the field, 
 Battling for the Lord I 
 
 And in his strength we'll never yield, 
 Batthng for the Lord ! 
 
 4 Though sin and death our wjsy oppose, 
 Battling for the Lord ! 
 
 Through grace we'll conquer all our foes, 
 Battling for the Lord I 
 
 5 And when our glorious war is o'er, 
 Conqu'rors through the Lord I 
 
 Well shout salvation evermore, 
 Conqu'rors through the Lord I 
 
 143 
 
Sabernade €l)oru0. 
 186 CM. 
 
 I will sing" aloud of thy mercy. — ^Psa. 59. 16. 
 
 WHEN aU thy mercies, my God I 
 My rising soul surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
 My daily thanks employ ; 
 
 Nor is the least a cheerful heart 
 That tastes those gifts with joy. 
 
 3 Through every period of my life 
 Thy goodness I'U pursue ; 
 
 And after death, in distant worlds, 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
 4 Through all eternity, to thee 
 A joyful song I'll raise : 
 
 But 1 eternity 's too short 
 To utter all thy praise ! 
 
 187 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Consider the Apostle and High Priest of our 
 profession, Christ Jesus. — Heb. 3. 1. 
 
 VHEN gath'ring clouds around I view, 
 And days are dark and friends are few 
 On Him I lean, who, not in vain, 
 Experienc'd every human pain. 
 He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
 And counts and treasures up my tears. 
 
 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 From heavenly virtue's narrow way^ 
 To fly the good I should pursue, 
 Or do the sin I should not do ; 
 144 
 
Sabernacle (!Il]ants. 
 
 Still he, who felt temptation's power, 
 Shall guard me in that dangerous hour, 
 
 3 And 0, when I have safely past 
 Through every conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 My bed of death, for thou hast died ; 
 Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
 And wipe the latest t^ar away. 
 
 188 CM. 
 
 The gift of God is etemal life through Jesus 
 Christ our Lord.— Eon. 6. 28. 
 
 VHEN 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 fiery darts be hurl'd. 
 
 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 Grod, 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. 
 
 10 14fi 
 
®abernacle €l)Drns. 
 189 L.M. 
 
 We have seen his star in the east. — ^Matt. 2. 2. 
 
 WHEN, marsliall'd on the nightly plain, 
 The glittering host bestud the sky, 
 One star alone, of all the train, 
 Can fix the sinner's wand'iing eye. 
 
 2 Hark ! hark ! to Grod the chorus breaks 
 From every host, from every gem ; 
 
 But one alone the Saviour speaks. 
 It is the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark; 
 The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
 The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 
 
 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
 Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; 
 
 When suddenly a star arose. 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem I 
 
 & It was my G-uide, my Light, my All ; 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 
 And, through the storm and danger's thrall, 
 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 
 6 Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, 
 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 3?orever, and for evermore, 
 ' The Star, the Star of Bethlehem! 
 146 
 
tabernacle (fri)orus. 
 190 L.M. 
 
 Come "imto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, 
 and I ^vlll give you rest. — Matt. 11. 28. 
 
 WITH tearful eyes I look around, 
 Life seems a dark and stormy sea; 
 Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, 
 A heayenlj whisper, Come to me. 
 
 2 It tells me of a place of rest, — 
 
 "^t tells me where my soul may flee ; 
 0, to the weary, faint, oppress'd, 
 How sweet the bidding. Come to me. 
 
 3 When nature shudders, loth to part 
 From all I love, enjoy, and see ; 
 
 When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
 A sweet voice utters, Come to me. 
 
 4 Come, for all else must fail and die ; 
 Earth is no resting-place for thee ; 
 
 Heavenward direct thy weeping eye ; 
 I am tliy portion ; Come to me. 
 
 191 
 
 C.P.M. 
 
 And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the 
 goats on the left.— Matt. 25. 33. 
 
 WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, slialt 
 come 
 To take thy ransom'd 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 ? 
 
 U7 
 
STabcrnacle ffitjortt©. 
 
 2 I love to meet thy people 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 Lord, prevent it by thy grace, 
 Be thou my only hiding-place. 
 
 In this the accepted day ; 
 Thy pard'ning voice, let me hear, 
 To still my unbeheving fear, 
 
 !N"or let me fall, I pray. 
 
 4 Among thy saints let me be found 
 Whene'er th' 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 sov'reign grace. 
 
 192 L.M. 
 
 Shall the dead arise and praise thee ? — ^Psa. 88. 10. 
 
 VHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
 Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
 But soon, ah I soon, approaching night 
 Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 2 While Grod invites, how blest the day I 
 How sweet the Gospel's charming souna 
 
 Come, sinners, haste, haste away, 
 While yet a pard'nmg 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. 
 143 
 
®abemacle QIljDrue. 
 
 4 In that lone land of deep despair 
 
 JS'o Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; 
 No God regard your bitter prayer, 
 Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 
 
 5 Now God invites — how blest the day ! 
 How sweet the Gospel's charming sound I 
 
 Come, sinners, haste, haste away. 
 While yet a pard'ning God is found. 
 
 193 7s. 
 
 These are they which came out of great tribula- 
 tion, and have washed their robes, and made them 
 white in the blood of the Lamb. — Key. T. 14. 
 
 WHO are these in bright array, 
 This innumerable throng, 
 Round the altar night and day 
 
 Hymning one triumphant song? 
 Worthy is the Lamb once slain. 
 
 Blessing, honour, glory, power, 
 Wisdom, riches, to obtain; 
 New domuiion every hour. 
 
 2 These through fiery trials trod ; 
 These from great affliction came ; 
 
 Now before the throne of God, 
 Sealed with his eternal name : 
 
 Clad in raiment pure and white, 
 Victor palms in every hand, 
 
 Through their great Redeemer's might, 
 More than conquerors they stand. 
 
 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unkno-^Ti, 
 On immortal fruits they feed; 
 
 Them the Lamb amidst the throne 
 Shall to living fountains lead. 
 
 f49 
 
®abernacle (El)ortts. 
 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs ; 
 
 Perfect love dispels their fears; 
 And forever from their eyes 
 
 God shall v^ipe away their tears. 
 
 194 
 
 L. M. 
 
 That good part which shall not be taken away. 
 Luke 10. 42. 
 
 WHY will ye waste on trifling cares 
 That life which God's compassion spares? 
 While, in the various range of thought, 
 The one thing needful is forgot? 
 
 2 Shall Grod invite you from above ? 
 Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? 
 
 Shall troubled conscience give you pain ? 
 And all these pleas unite in vain? 
 
 3 Not so your eyes will always view 
 Those objects which you now pursue : 
 Not so will heaven and hell appear 
 When death's decisive hour is near. 
 
 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; 
 Fix deep conviction on each lieart ; 
 Nor let us waste on trifling cares 
 That life which thy compassion spares 
 
 195 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Sei-ve the Lord with gladness : come before hib 
 presence with singing. — PsA. 100. 2. 
 
 WITH one consent let all the earth 
 To God their cheerful voices raise ; 
 Glad homage pay with awful mirth, 
 And sing before him songs of praise. 
 150* 
 
Sabernacle QTliorns. 
 
 2 Convinced that he is God alone. 
 
 From whom both we and all proceed; . 
 We, whom he chooses for his own, 
 The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 
 
 3 enter, then, his temple gate, 
 Thence to his courts devoutly press, 
 
 And still vour grateful hymns repeat. 
 And still his Xame with praises bless. 
 
 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good, 
 His mercy is forever sure : 
 
 His truth, wliich always firmly stood, 
 To endless ages shall endure. 
 
 196 H. M. 
 
 In due season we shall reap, if we faint not. 
 Gal. 6. 9. 
 
 WORK, Christian labourer, work 
 Now w^iile 'tis called to-day , 
 Toil in thy Master's work, 
 And, toiling, watch and pray. 
 The tempter bids thee pause and sleep ; 
 Work ! if thou wouldst the harvest reap. 
 
 2 Pray, Christian pilgrim, pray! 
 And keep thine armour bright, 
 
 Though rugged be the way, 
 Tliough cheerless be the night. 
 Through darkest night and weariest day 
 Pray without ceasing — Christian! pray. 
 
 3 Fight, Christian soldier, fight ! 
 The battle is the Lord's ; 
 
 Strong in Jehovah's might. 
 The strength himself affords. 
 O'er foes without, and foes within. 
 Strong in the Lord, the day thou 'It win. 
 
 151 
 
SCabernade ffiljorus. 
 
 4 Wait, Christian workman, wait I 
 
 Nor yet impatient be, 
 In this thine earthly state, 
 The harvest time to see. 
 The Lord's appointed time will come : 
 He'll take his faithful workmen home. 
 
 197 7, 6. 
 
 The night cometh, when no man can work. 
 John 9. 4. 
 
 WORK, for the night is coming, 
 Work through the morning hours ; 
 Work, while the dew is sparkling, 
 
 Work 'mid springing flowers. 
 Work when the day grows brighter, 
 
 Work in the glowing sun ; 
 
 Work, for the night is coming, 
 
 When man's work is done. 
 
 2 Work, for the night is coming, 
 Work through the sunny noon ; 
 
 Fill brightest hours with labour, 
 
 Rest comes sure and soon ; 
 Grive every flying minute 
 
 Something to keep in store ; 
 Work, for the night is coming. 
 
 When man works no more. 
 
 3 Work, for the night is commg, 
 Under the sunset skies ; 
 
 While their bright tints are glowingj 
 
 Work, for daylight flies. 
 Work till the last beam fadeth, 
 
 Fadeth to shine no more ; 
 Work while the night is dark'ning, 
 
 When man's work is o'er. 
 
QTobernacle €l)or«s. 
 198 5.6 
 
 They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, 
 and talk of thy power.— Psa. 145. 11. 
 
 YE servants of God 
 Your master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad 
 
 His wonderful name : 
 The name all \dctorious 
 
 Of Jesus extol; 
 His kingdom is glorious; 
 He rules over all. 
 
 2 G-od ruleth on high, 
 Almighty to save ; 
 
 And still he is nigh ; 
 
 His presence we have. 
 The great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation 
 
 To Jesus our King. 
 
 3 Then let us adore 
 
 And give him his right, 
 All glory and power, 
 
 And wisdom and might ; 
 All honour and blessing 
 
 With angels above, 
 And thanks never ceasiirg, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 199 s.M. 
 
 Kow is our salvation nearer than when we beheved* 
 EoM. 13. 11. 
 
 YOUE. harps, ye trembling saints, 
 Down from the willows take : 
 Loud to the praise of love divine 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 153 
 
®abernaclc CTljorus. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 We are not far from home ; 
 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 His grace will to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4 When we in darkness walk, 
 Nor feel the heavenly flame. 
 
 Then is the time to trust our God, 
 And rest upon his name. 
 
 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
 Subside at liis control ; 
 
 His loving-kindness shall break through 
 The midnight of the eoul, 
 
 6 Blest is the man, Lord, 
 Wlio stays himself on thee ! 
 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 200 
 
 &\txv^ he ttr the Father, md itx ihe io«, 
 
 and itx the ip^altj Ghost. 
 J^s it was in the beginning^ is nnvTf and 
 
 eirer shall he, 
 World without end. ^Emen. 
 
 154 
 
©rimty Supplement. 
 
 201 
 
 8s & 6s. 
 
 AEOUXD the throne of God in heaven, 
 Thousands of Christians stand, 
 Christians whose sins are all forgiven, 
 A holy, happy band, 
 
 Singing glory, glory, 
 Glory be to God on high. 
 
 2 In flowing robes of spotless white 
 See every one arrayed, 
 
 Dwelhng in everlasting light, 
 And joys that cannot fade. 
 
 3 What brought them to that world above. 
 That heaven so bright and fair. 
 
 Where all is peace, and joy, and love. 
 How came those Christians there? 
 
 4 Because the Saviour shed his blood 
 To wash away their sin ; 
 
 Cleansed by that pure and precious flood, 
 Behold them white and clean. 
 
 5 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace, 
 On earth they loved his name ; 
 
 So now they see him face to face, 
 And stand before the Lamb. 
 
 155 
 
STrinUn Sttpplcment. 
 202 6s & 4s. Peculiar. 
 
 CHILD of sin and sorrow, 
 Filled with dismay, 
 Wait not for to-morrow, 
 
 Yield thee to-day ; 
 Heaven bids thee come 
 While yet there's room, ^ 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Hear and obey. 
 
 2 Cliild of sin and sorrow, 
 Why wilt thou die? 
 
 Come, while thou canst borrow 
 
 Help from on high! 
 Grieve not that love. 
 Which from above — 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow — 
 Would bring thoe nigh. 
 
 3 Child of sin and sorrow 
 Where wilt thou flee? 
 
 Through that long to-morrow 
 
 Eternity I 
 Exiled from home, 
 Darkly to roam — 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Where wilt thou flee ? 
 
 4 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Lift up thine eye I 
 
 Heirship thou canst borrow 
 
 In worlds on high 1 
 In that high home. 
 Graven thy name : 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Swift homeward flyl 
 160 
 
©rinitD Supplement. 
 203 C. M. 
 
 COME, every soul by sin oppressed, 
 There's mercy with the Lord, 
 And he will surely give you rest, 
 By trusting in his word. 
 
 Chorus. — Only trust him, only trust him, 
 Only trust him now; 
 He will save you, he will save you, 
 He will save you now. 
 
 2 For Jesus shed his precious blood 
 Rich blessings to bestow ; 
 
 Plunge now into the crimson flood 
 That washes w^hite as snow. 
 
 3 Tes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way, 
 That leads you into rest; 
 
 Believe in him without delay, 
 And you are fully blest. 
 
 204 p. M. 
 
 COME to Jesus, come to Jesus, 
 Come to Jesus just now; 
 Just now, come to Jesus, 
 Come to Jesus, just now. 
 
 2 He will save you, etc. 
 
 3 He is able, etc. 
 
 4 He is willing, etc. 
 
 5 He is waiting, etc. 
 
 6 He wall hear you, etc. 
 
 1 He will cleanse you, etc. 
 
 8 He'll renew you, etc. 
 
 9 He'll forgive you, etc. 
 
 10 If you trust him, etc. 
 
 11 He will save you, etc. 
 
 IfiT 
 
205 
 
 2trinit2 Supplement. 
 
 7s, 6 lines. 
 
 HALLELUJAH ! who shall part 
 Christ's own Church from Christ's own 
 lieart ? 
 Sever from the Saviour's side 
 Souls for whom the Saviour died ? 
 "Dash one precious jewel down 
 From Immanuel's blood-bright crow^n? 
 
 2 Hallelujah I shall the sword 
 Part us from our glorious Lord ? 
 Trouble dark or dire disgrace 
 E'er the Spirit's seal efface ? 
 Famine, nakedness, or hate 
 Bride and bridegroom separate ? 
 
 3 Hallelujah! life nor death, 
 Powers above, nor powers beneath, 
 Monarch's might nor tyrant's doom, 
 Things that are nor things to come, 
 Men nor angels e'er shall part 
 
 Christ's own Church from Christ's own heart I 
 
 206 8s, 7s, & 4. 
 
 HAST thou said, exalted Jesus, 
 Take thy cross and follow me ? 
 Shall the word with terror seize us ? 
 Shall we from the burden flee? 
 
 Lord, I'll take it, 
 And rejoicing follow thee. 
 
 2 While this liquid tomb surveying, 
 
 Emblem of my Saviour's grave, 
 Shall I shun its brink, betraying 
 158 
 
QTrinitg Supplement. 
 
 Feelings worthy of a slave ? 
 
 No ! I'll enter : 
 Jesns entered Jordan's wave. 
 
 3 Sweet the sign that thus reminds me, 
 Saviour, of thy love to me ; 
 
 Sweeter still the love that binds me 
 In its deathless bond to thee: 
 
 what pleasure, 
 Buried with my Lord to be ! 
 
 4 Should it rend some fond connection, 
 Should I suffer shame or loss, 
 
 Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, 
 I have been where Jesus was, 
 
 Will revive me 
 When I faint beneath the cross. 
 
 5 Fellowsliip with him possessing. 
 Let me die to all around ; 
 
 So I rise t' enjoy the blessing 
 Kept for those in Jesus found. 
 
 When the archangel 
 Wakes the sleeper under ground. 
 
 6 Then, baptized in love and glory. 
 Lamb of G-od, thy praise I'll sing ; 
 
 Loudly with the immortal story, 
 All the harps of heaven shall ring. 
 
 Saints and seraphs 
 Sound it loud from every string. 
 
 207 c. M. 
 
 HOW sweet and awful is the place 
 With Christ within the doors ; 
 While everlasting love displays 
 The choicest of her stores ! 
 
 169 
 
©rinitg Supplement. 
 
 2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 
 Each of us cries, with thankful tongues, — 
 *' Lord, why was I a guest ? 
 
 3 "Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
 And enter while there's room, 
 
 When thousands make a wretched choice. 
 And rather starve than come?" 
 
 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, 
 That sweetly drew us in; 
 
 Else w^e had still refused to taste, 
 And perished in our sin. 
 
 208 8s & 7s. 
 
 IF you cannot on the ocean 
 Sail among the swiftest fleet, 
 Rocking on the highest billows, 
 
 Laughing at the storms jou meet, 
 You can stand among the sailors 
 Anchored yet within the bay ; 
 You can lend a hand to help them 
 As they launch their boats away. 
 
 2 If you are too weak to journey 
 
 Up the mountain, steep and high, — 
 You can stand within the valley 
 
 As the multitudes go by. 
 You can chant in happy measure 
 
 As they slowly pass along ; 
 Though they may forget the singer, 
 
 They will not forget the song. 
 160 
 
®rinitg Supplement. 
 
 3 If you cannot in the conflict 
 Prove yourself a warrior true, 
 
 If, where fire and smoke are thickest, 
 There's no work for you to do, — 
 
 When the battle-field is silent, 
 You can go with gentle tread, 
 
 You can bear away the wounded, 
 You can cover up the dead. 
 
 4 Do not, then, stand idly waiting 
 For some nobler work to do 
 
 For your heavenly Father's glory ; 
 
 Ever earnest, ever true, 
 Go and toil in any vineyard, 
 
 Work in patience and in prayer ; 
 If you vjant a field of labor, 
 
 You can find it ANYWHERE. 
 
 209 6s & 8. 
 
 I GAVE my life for thee, 
 My precious blood I shed. 
 That thou might' st ransomed be 
 And quickened from the dead; 
 
 1 gave, I gave My life for thee, 
 What hast thou given for me ? 
 
 2 My Father's house of hght, — 
 My glory-circled throne 
 
 I left, for earthly night. 
 
 For wand'rings sad and lone ; 
 I left, I left it all for thee ; 
 Hast thou left aught for Me ? 
 
 3 I suffered much for thee. 
 More than thy tongue can t-ell, 
 
 Of bitterest agony, 
 
 11 161 
 
®rinits Qnppkmcnt 
 
 To rescue thee from hell ; 
 I've borne, I've borne it all for thee, 
 What hast thou borne for Me ? 
 
 4 And I have brought to thee, 
 Down from M}^ home above, 
 
 Salvation full and free. 
 My pardon and My love; 
 
 I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, 
 
 "What hast thou brought to Me ? 
 
 210 
 
 S.M. 
 
 I FAINT, my soul doth faint, 
 My strength, a broken reed I 
 "Would this so long be my complaint 
 Were I a saint indeed ? 
 
 2 The sins I fancied quell'd. 
 Again in arms arise ; 
 
 The promise that I thought I held 
 Eefuses its supplies. 
 
 3 My bosom burns with shame. 
 And yet is icy cold ; 
 
 Even to breathe- thte Saviour's name 
 Seems now to be too bold. 
 
 4 So oft my soul had trod 
 The same sad path astray, 
 
 How can Titurn again to God ? 
 What venture now to say ? 
 
 5 Thou, Saviour, only Thou 
 Canst meet my utter need, 
 
 And should' St Thou save the rebel now, 
 
 It wiU be grace indeed I 
 162 
 
Srinits Supplement. 
 
 211 
 
 CM. 
 
 IF God is mine, then present things, 
 And things to come, are mine ; 
 Tea, Christ, his word and Spirit too, 
 And glory all divine. 
 
 2 If He is mine, then from His love 
 He every trouble sends ; 
 
 All things are working for my good. 
 And bhss His rod attends. 
 
 3 If He is mine, I need not fear 
 The rage of earth and hell ; 
 
 He will support my feeble frame, 
 Their utmost force repel. 
 
 4 If he is mine, let friends forsake; 
 Let wealth and honors flee : 
 
 Sure He, w^ho giveth me Himself 
 Is more than these to me. 
 
 5 If He is mine, I'U boldly pass 
 Through death's tremendous vale ; 
 
 • He is a solid comfort when 
 All other comforts fail. 
 
 6 tell me, Lord, that Thou art mine ; 
 What can I wish beside ? 
 
 My soul shall at the fountain live 
 When all the streams are dried. 
 
 212 7s&6s. 
 
 ILOYE to tell the story, 
 Of unseen things above, 
 Of Jesus and his glory, 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 
 168 
 
©rinitg Supplemem. 
 
 1 love to tell the story 
 Because I know 'tis true ; 
 
 It satisfies my longings 
 As nothing else can do. 
 
 Cho. — I love to tell the story, 
 
 'Twill be my theme in glory, 
 To tell the old, old story, 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 
 2 I love to tell the story ; 
 More wonderful it seems 
 
 Than all the golden fancies 
 
 Of all our golden dreams. 
 I love to tell the story, 
 
 It did so much for me I 
 And that is just the reason 
 
 I'll tell it now to thee. — Gho. 
 
 3 I love to tell the story ; 
 'Tis pleasant to repeat 
 
 What seems, each time I tell it, 
 
 More wonderfully sweet. 
 I love to tell the story ; 
 
 For some have never heard 
 The message of salvation 
 
 From God's own holy word. — Gho. 
 
 4 I love to tell the story ; 
 For those who know it best 
 
 Seem hungering and thirsting 
 
 To hear it, like the rest. 
 And when, in scenes of glory, 
 
 I sing the New, New Song, 
 'T will be — the Old, Old Story 
 
 That I have loved so long. — Gho. 
 164 
 
9rrinit2 Sitppletnent. 
 
 213 
 I 
 
 6s & 4s. 
 
 NEED thee every hour, 
 Most gracious Ijord ; 
 No tender voice like Thine 
 Can peace afford. 
 
 Ref.— I need Thee, ! I need Thee, 
 Every hour I need Thee ; 
 bless me now, my Saviour ! 
 I come to Thee. 
 
 2 I need Thee every hour ; 
 Stay Thou near by : 
 
 Temptations lose their power 
 When Thou art nigh. 
 
 3 I need Thee every hour, 
 In joy or pain ; 
 
 Come quickly and abide, 
 Or life is vain. 
 
 4 I need Thee every hour ; 
 Teach me Thy will ; 
 
 And Thy rich promises 
 In me fulfill. 
 
 5 I need Thee every hour. 
 Most Holy One ; 
 
 0, make me Thine indeed. 
 Thou blessed Sou. 
 
 214 CM. 
 
 I WORSHIP Thee, sweet Will of God ! 
 And all thy wnys adore ; 
 And every day I live, I long 
 To love Thee more and more. 
 
 165 
 
2 Man's weakness, waiting npon Grod, 
 Its end can never miss, 
 
 For men on earth no work can do 
 More angel-like than this. 
 
 3 He always wins who sides with God ; 
 To him no chance is lost ; 
 
 God's will is sweetest to him when 
 It triumphs at his cost. 
 
 4 111, that He blesses, is our good, 
 And unblest good is ill ; 
 
 And all is right that seems most wrong, 
 If it be His dear will. 
 
 5 I love to kiss each print where Thou 
 Hast set Thine unseen feet: 
 
 I cannot fear Thee, blessed Will, 
 Thine empire is so sweet. 
 
 6 Though obstacles and trials seem 
 Like prison walls to be ; 
 
 I do the little I can do, 
 
 And leave the rest to Thee. 
 
 7 I have no cares, blessed Will, 
 For all my cares are Thine ; 
 
 I live in triumph, Lord, for Thou 
 Hast made Thy triumphs mine. 
 
 215 
 
 p. M. 
 
 KNOCKING, knocking, who is there? 
 Waiting, waiting, 0, how fair I 
 'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly, 
 
 Never such was seen before. 
 Ah ! my soul, for such a wonder, 
 Wilt thou not undo the door? 
 166 
 
Srinitg Supplement. 
 
 2 Knocking, knocking, still He's there, 
 Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair ; 
 But the door is liard 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, 
 
 216 8s, 7s, & 4. 
 
 LOOK, ye saints ; — the sight is glorious ;— 
 See the ^an of sorrows now ; 
 From the fight returned victorious^ 
 Every knee to Him shall bow ; 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him ; 
 Crowns become the Victor's brow. 
 
 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him ; 
 
 Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; 
 In the seat of power enthrone Him 
 While the heavenly concert rings; 
 
 Crown Him, Crown Him ; 
 Crown the Saviour King of kings. 
 
 3 Sinners in derision crown Him, 
 
 Mocking thus the Saviour's claim; 
 Saints and angels crowd around Him, 
 Own His title, praise His name: 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him ; 
 Spread abroad the Yictor's fame ! 
 
 16T 
 
4 Hark ! these bursts of acclamation I 
 
 Hark! these loud, triumphant chords! 
 Jesus takes the highest station ; 
 0, what joy the sight affords! 
 
 Crown Him, crown Him, 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords. 
 
 217 8s&7s. 
 
 LORD, I hear of showers of blessing 
 Thou art scattering full and free — 
 Showers the thirsty land refreshing : 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 Chorus. — Even me, even me. 
 
 Let thy blessing fall on me. 
 
 2 Pass me not, gracious Father ! 
 Sinful tho' my heart may be ; 
 
 Thou might'st leave me, but the rather 
 Let thy mercy fall on me. 
 
 3 Pass me not, tender Saviour ! 
 Let me love and cling to thee ; 
 
 I am longing for thy favor ; 
 
 Whilst thou'rfc calling, call me. 
 
 4 Pass me not, mighty Spirit! 
 Thou can'st make the blind to see; 
 
 Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 
 
 Speak the word of power to me. 
 
 5 Love of God, so pure and changeless ; 
 Blood of Clirist, so rich and free ; 
 
 Grace of God, so strong and boundless ; — 
 Magnify them all in me. 
 168 
 
6 Pass me not! Thy lost one bringing, 
 Bind my heart, Lord, to thee ; 
 
 "While the streams of life are springing 
 Blessing others, bless me. 
 
 218 c.p.M. 
 
 LORD, thou hast won — at length I yield ; 
 My heart, by mighty grace compelled, 
 Surrenders all to thee : 
 Against thy terrors long I strove, 
 But who can stand against thy love? — 
 Love conquers even me. 
 
 2 Yes, since thou hast thy love reveal'd, 
 And shown my soul a pardon seal'd, 
 
 I can resist no more; 
 Coiildst thou for such a sinner bleed ? 
 Canst thou for such a rebel plead ? 
 
 I wonder and adore ! 
 
 B If thou hadst bid thy thunders roll, 
 And lightnings flash to blast my soul, 
 
 I still had stubborn been; 
 But mercy has my heart subdued, 
 A bleeding Saviour I have viewed, 
 
 And now, I hate my sin. 
 
 4 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone — 
 Come, take possession of thine own. 
 
 For thou hast set me free ; 
 Released from Satan's hard command, 
 See, all my powers in waiting stand. 
 
 To be employed by thee. 
 
 169 
 
STrinita Supplement. 
 
 219 
 
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 CHRIST, who came my soul to save, 
 Entered Jordan's yielding wave, 
 Rose from out the crysial flood, 
 Owned and sealed the Son of God. 
 By the Father's voice of love, 
 By the heaven descending Dove, 
 Saviour, Pattern, Guide for me, 
 I, like Him, baptized would be. 
 
 2 In tlie Garden, o'er liis soul 
 Sorrow's whelming waves did roll; 
 All! on Calvary's cruel tree, 
 Jesus bowed in deatli for me. 
 
 I with him am crucified : 
 All my hope is — he hath died : 
 At his feet my place I take, 
 Bear the cross for his dear sake. 
 
 3 In the new-made tomb he lay, 
 Taking all its drrad away ; 
 
 Burst he through its rock-bound door, 
 Glorious now, and evermore. 
 I with Christ would buried be 
 In this rite required of me — 
 Rising from the mystic flood. 
 Livinor hence anew to God. 
 
 220 
 
 L. M. 
 
 OFOR a glance of heavenly day, 
 To take this stubborn heart away; 
 And thaw, with beams of love divine, 
 This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 
 170 
 
STrinitg Supplement. 
 
 2 The rocks can rend ; the eartli can quake; 
 The seas can roar; the monntains shake: 
 Of feehng, all tilings show some sign, 
 
 But this unfeehng heart of mine. 
 
 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
 Lord, an adamant would melt: 
 But I can read each moving hue, 
 And nothing moves this heart of mine. 
 
 4 Thy judgments, too, which devils fear — 
 
 Amazing thought! — unmoved I hear; 
 Goodness and v/rath in vain combine 
 To stir this stupid heart of mine. 
 
 5 But Power Divine can do the deed ; 
 And, Lord, that power I greatly need: 
 Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
 
 And melt and change this heart of mine. 
 
 221 
 
 C. p. M. 
 
 OLOYE divine, how sweet thou art I 
 When shall I find my willing heart 
 All taken up in thee ? 
 
 1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
 The greatness of redeeming love, 
 
 The love of Christ to me. 
 
 2 Stronger his love than death or hell; 
 Its riches are unsearchable ; 
 
 The first-born sons of light 
 Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
 They cannot reach the mystery. 
 
 The length, the breadth, the height. 
 
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Srittitg Supplement, 
 
 3 God only knows the love of God ; 
 that it now were shed abroad 
 
 In this poor stony heart ! 
 For this I sigh ; for thee I pine ; 
 This only portion, Lord, be mine, 
 
 Be mine the better part I 
 
 222 c. M. 
 
 IN" all my Lord's appointed ways 
 My journey I'll pursue ; 
 Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints I 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leads, 
 I'll follow where he goes ; 
 
 Hinder me not! shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 3 Through duty, and through trials, too, 
 I'll go at his command ; 
 
 Hinder me not, for I am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 
 Still this my cry shall be — 
 
 Hinder me not — come welcome death I 
 I'll gladly go with thee. 
 
 223 
 
 P.M. 
 
 SAFE in the arms of Jesus, 
 Safe on his gentle breast, 
 There by his love o'ershaded. 
 Sweetly my soul shall rest. 
 172 
 
STrinitg Supplement. 
 
 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'ershaded, 
 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 I 
 
 3 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 golden shore. 
 
 224 P. M. 
 
 SAYIOUR, more than life to me, 
 I am clinging, cliuging close to thee ; 
 Let thy precious blood applied. 
 Keep me ever, ever near thy side. 
 
 173 
 
SrinitB Supplement. 
 
 Ref. — Every day, every hour, 
 
 Let me feel thy cleansing power: 
 
 May thy tender love to me, 
 
 Bind me closer, closer, Lord, to thee. 
 
 2 Through this changing world below 
 Lead me gently, gently as I go. 
 Trusting thee, I cannot stray ; 
 
 I can never, never lose my way. 
 
 3 Let me love thee more and more 
 Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er; 
 Till my soul is lost in love. 
 
 In a brighter, brighter world above. 
 
 225 8s & 7s. 
 
 SHALL we gather at the river 
 Where bright angel feet have trod, 
 "With its crystal tide forever 
 Mowing 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. 
 
 3 Ere we reach the shining river, 
 Lay we every burden down : 
 
 Grace our spirits will deliver. 
 
 And provide a robe and crown. 
 174 
 
STrinita Supplement. 
 
 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. 
 
 5 Soon we'll reach the silver river, 
 Soon our pilgrimage will cease ; 
 
 Soon our happy hearts will quiver 
 With the melody of peace. 
 
 226 ' P.M. 
 
 SOWIXG the seed by the dayhght fair, 
 Sowing tlie seed by the noonday glare, 
 Sowing the seed by the fading light. 
 Sowing the seed in the solemn night ; 
 0, what shall the harvest be ? 
 O, what shall the harvest be ? 
 
 Chorus. — ||:Sown in the darkness or sown in 
 
 the light,: II 
 ||:Sown in our weakness or sown in 
 
 our might,: II 
 G-athered in time or eternity, 
 Sure, ah, sure will the harvest be. 
 
 2 Sowin«g the seed by the wayside high, 
 Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, 
 Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, 
 Sowing the seed in the fertile soil; 
 
 0. what shall the harvest be ? 
 0, what shall the harvest be ? 
 
 3 Sowing the seed of a lingering pain, 
 Sowing the seed of a maddened brain, 
 
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Srinitg Supplement. 
 
 Sowing the seed of a tarnished name, 
 Sowing the seed of eternal shame ; 
 
 0, what shall the harvest be ? 
 
 0, what shall the harvest be ? 
 
 4 Sowing the seed with an aching heart, 
 Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, 
 Sowing in hope till the reapers come, 
 Gladly to gather the harvest home ; 
 
 O, what shall the harvest be? 
 
 0, what shall the harvest be ? 
 
 227 7s & 6s. 
 
 TELL me the Old, Old Story 
 Of unseen things above, 
 Of Jesus and his glory, 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 Tell me the Story simply, 
 
 As to a little child, 
 For I am weak and weary. 
 And helpless and defiled. 
 
 Chorus.— Tell me the Old, Old Story, 
 Tell me the Old, Old Story, 
 TeU me the Old, Old Story 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 
 2 Tell me the Story slowly. 
 
 That I may take it in — 
 That wonderful redemption, 
 
 Grod's remedy for sin. 
 Tell me the Story often, 
 
 For I forget so soon I 
 The "early dew " of morning 
 
 Has passed away at noon. — Cho. 
 176 
 
drinitg Supplement. 
 
 3 Tell me the Story softly, 
 With earnest tones and grave: 
 
 Remember! I'm the sinner 
 
 Wliom Jesus came to save. 
 Tell me that Story always 
 
 If yoti would realh^ be, 
 In any time of trouble, 
 
 A comforter to me. — Clio. 
 
 4 Tell me the same Old Story 
 When yon have cause to fear 
 
 That this world's empty glory 
 
 Is costing me too dear. 
 Yes, and when that world's glory 
 
 Is dawning on my soul. 
 Tell me the Old, Old Story, 
 
 " Christ Jesus makes thee whole." — Gho. 
 
 228 
 
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 THOU art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring; 
 For His grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 229 8s & 7s. 
 
 WE are living, we are dwelling. 
 In a grand and awful time ! 
 In an age on ages telling. 
 To be living is sublime. 
 Hark! the waking up of nations, 
 
 Gog and Magog to the fray. 
 Hark ! what soundeth ? is creation 
 Groaning for its latter day ? 
 
 iir 
 12 
 
®rinitn Supplement. 
 
 2 Will ye play, then, will ye dally, 
 
 With your music and your wine ? 
 Up! it is Jehovah's rally! 
 
 God's own arm had need of thine. 
 Hark ! the onset ! will ye fold your 
 
 Faith-clad arms in lazy lock? 
 Up, up, thou drows}^ soldier ; 
 
 Worlds are charging to the shock. 
 
 3 Worlds are charging — heaven beholdmg j 
 
 Thou hast but an hour to fight; 
 Now the blazoned cross unfolding, 
 
 On — right onward, for the right. 
 On ! let all the soul within you 
 
 For the truth's sake go abroad I 
 Strike I let every nerve and sinew 
 
 Tell on ages — tell for God 1 
 
 230 8s & 7s. 
 
 WHAT a friend we have in Jesus, 
 All our sins and griefs to bear; 
 What a privilege to carry 
 
 ICvery thing to God in prayer. 
 O, what peace we often forfeit ! 
 
 what needless pain we bear I 
 All because we do not carry 
 
 Every thing to God in prayer. 
 2 Have we trials and temptations? 
 
 Is there trouble anywhere ? 
 We should never be discouraged^ 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 Can we find a Friend so faithful^ 
 
 Who will all our sorrows share ? 
 Jesus knows our every weakness^ 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 178 
 
gtrinitB Supplement. 
 
 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 
 
 Cumbered with a load of care? 
 Precious Saviour, still our refuge, 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ? 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer ; 
 In his arms He'll take and shield thee, 
 
 Thou wilt find a refuge there. 
 
 231 L. M., 6 lines. 
 
 TyHAT means this eager, anxious throng, 
 ' T TThich moves with busy haste along? 
 These wondrous gatherings day by day, 
 What means this strange commotion, pray ?— 
 In accents hushed the throng reply, 
 '•Jesus of Xazareth passeth by." 
 
 2 Who is this Jesus ? why should he 
 The city move so mightily ? 
 
 A passing stranger, has he skill 
 To move the multitude at will ? 
 Again the stirring tones reply, 
 " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." 
 
 3 Jesus ! 'tis he who once below, 
 Man's pathway trod, 'mid pain and woe ; 
 And burdened ones where'er he came. 
 Brought out their sick and deaf and lame ; 
 The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, 
 "Jesus of Xazareth passeth by." 
 
 4 Again he comes from place to place, 
 His holy footprints we can trace ; 
 
 He pauses at our threshold — nay, 
 He enters — condescends to stay ; 
 
Srinitn 0up}3lement. 
 
 Sliall we not gladly raise the cry, 
 '' Jesus of Nazareth passeth by ? " 
 
 5 Ho ! all ye heavy-laden, come ; 
 Here's pardon, comfort, rest, and home. 
 Ye wanderers from a Father's face, 
 Return! accept his proffered grace: 
 Ye tempted ones there's refuge nigh, 
 '•Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." 
 
 6 But if you still this call refuse, 
 And all his wondrous love abuse, 
 Soon wiU he sadly from you turn, 
 Your bitter prayer for pardon spuru. 
 
 " Too late ! too late ! " will be the cry, 
 " Jesus of Nazareth has passed by." 
 
 S3 2 7s, double. 
 
 WATCHMAN, tell us of the night, 
 What its signs of promise are: 
 Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, 
 
 See that glory-beaming star I 
 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. 
 AVatchman, will its beams alone 
 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth? 
 Traveler, ages are its own; 
 
 See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 180 
 
®rinit2 0up|3lcntetU. 
 
 3 "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 ! 
 
 233 8s, 7s, & 4. 
 
 ZIO^N" stands with hills surrounded — 
 Zion, kept by power divine ; 
 All her foes shall be confounded. 
 Though the world in arms combine; 
 
 Happy Zion, 
 What a favored lot is thine ! 
 
 2 Every human tie may perish ; 
 Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 
 
 Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 
 Heaven and earth at last remove ; 
 
 But no changes • 
 
 Can attend Jehovah's love. 
 
 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 
 Thence to bring thee fortli more bright, 
 
 But can never cease to love thee ; 
 Thou art precious in his sight ; 
 
 God is with thee — 
 God, thine everlasting light. 
 
 234 
 
 MY soul is not at rest. There comes a 
 strange and secret whisper to my | spirit,|| 
 like a dream of | night, j that tells me I 
 am on en- | clianted I ground. 
 
 181 
 
Srinitn Sttpplement. 
 
 Chorus. — The voice of my departed Lord, 
 •' Go, teach all nations," 
 Comes on the night air and awakes 
 
 mine ear. 
 Through ages of eternal years, 
 My spii'it never shall repent, 
 That toil and suffering once were 
 mine below. 
 
 2 Why live I here? The vows of God are | 
 
 on me|| and I may not stop to play with 
 sliadows or pluck earthly | flowers, || till I 
 my work have done, and | rendered up 
 ac- I count. — Chorus. 
 
 3 And I will | go ! || I may no longer doubt 
 
 to give up friends and idle | hopes, || and 
 every tie that binds my heart to | thee 
 my I country ! — Chorus. 
 
 4 Henceforth, then, it matters not if storm or 
 
 sunshine be my | earthly iot,|| bitter or 
 sweet my | ciip,|| I only pray, " God make 
 me holy, and my spirit nerve for the 
 stern | hoftr of | strife ! " — Chorus. 
 
 5 And when I come to stretch me for the | 
 
 last,! i^ unattended agony, beneath the 
 cocoa's I shade,! it will be sweet that I 
 have toiled for | other worlds than | 
 this. — Chorus. 
 
 6 And if one, for whom Satan hath struggled 
 
 as he hath for | me,! should ever reach 
 that blessed | shore — ! 0, how this heart 
 will glow with I gratitude and | love. 
 Chorus. — Through ages of eternal years, 
 My spirit never shall repent 
 That toil and suffering once were 
 mine below. 
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INDEX OF HYMNS. 
 
 No. 
 
 A charge to keep T have Charles Wefiley 1 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ,... Isaac Watts 2 
 
 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise 3Iiss A. Steele 8 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' Edward Perronet 4 
 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound. .John Xewton 5 
 
 Am I a 'joldier of the cross Isaac Watts 6 
 
 And will the Judge descend . , Philip Doddridge 7 
 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat John N^eictori 8 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise Charles Wesley 9 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake William Shruhsole 10 
 
 Around the throne of God in. , J/;',s'. A. II. Shepherd 201 
 
 Awake, and sing the song Williatn Ilammortd U 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun . , . , . Thomas Ken 12 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays Samuel Medley 13 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every. . . Philip Doddridge 14 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne Isaac Watts 15 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door Joseph Grigg 16 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God Alfred Taylor 17 
 
 Be joyful in (iod, all ye lands James Montgomery 18 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds John Fawcett 19 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow Charles Wesley 20 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of Vcxn. Reginald Ileher 21 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to deatli Isaac Watts 22 
 
 Calra me, my God, and keep me Iloratius Bonar 23 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow Tlu)s. Hastings, (18o2) 202 
 
 Children of the heavenly King John Cennick 24 
 
 Christ is risen from the dead Alfred Taylor 2-5 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day Charles Wesley 26 
 
 Christ who came my soul to save S. D. Ph-elps 219 
 
 Come, Christian brethren, ere we //. K. White 27 
 
 Come, come to Jesus liev. Geo.B, Peck 28 
 
 Come, every pious heart Sa^n ael Stennett 29 
 
 Come, every soul by sin Rev. John II. Stockton 203 
 
 C"me, Holy Spirit, come Joseph Hart 30 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Isaac Watts 31 
 
 Come, let us anew Cha/'les Wesley 32 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs Isaac Watts 33 
 
 Come, let us sing the song James Montgomery 34 
 
 Come, my Redeemer, come Bev. Andren: Beed 35 
 
 Come, shout aloud the Father's 0. Heginhotham 36 
 
 Come, sing to me of heaven yfrs. M. S. B. Dana 37 
 
 Come, thou Almighty King Charles Wesley 38 
 
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INDEX OF HYMNS. 
 
 No. 
 
 Come, thou fount of every blessing R. Robinson 39 
 
 Come to Jesus, come to Jesus English 204 
 
 Come, we who love the Lord. Isaac Watts AQt 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye. . Thomas Moore 41 
 
 Depth of mercy, can there be Charles Wesley 42 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep . . .Benja'ini^i Beddorrie 43 
 
 Exalted Redeemer, almighty to save. .Alfred Taylor 44 
 
 Forever with the Lord James Montgomery 45 
 
 Forth from the dark and stormy ^\y .Reginald Ileher 46 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies Isaac Watts 47 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows . . .Hugh Stowell 48 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains. , .Reginald Ileher 49 
 
 From the cross uplifted high Thomas Haweis 50 
 
 Give to the winds thy feai-s — Paul Gerhardt 51 
 
 Glory to God on high James Allen 52 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way William Co^vper 53 
 
 God with us ! glorious name 3Iiss S. Slinii 54 
 
 Glory be to the Father Bible 200 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night Thomas Ken 55 
 
 Grace ! 'tis a charming' sound . . .Philip Doddridge 56 
 
 Gracious Spirit, love divine John Stocktr 57 
 
 Great Jehovah, we adore thee A^ion. 58 
 
 Guide me, thou great Jehovah. William Williams 59 
 
 Hail ! my ever blessed Jesus John Wingroi^e 00 
 
 Hallelujah ! who shall part William Pi'-kinson 205 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord William Cotcper 61 
 
 Hark, ten thousand harps and voices. . ThomasKeUy 62 
 
 Hark ! the song of jubilee James Montgomery 63 
 
 Hark ! the voice of Jesus calling. Z><:/n 7 3Iarch, P.P. 64 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy .Jonathan Evans 65 
 
 Haste, my dull soul, arise Anon. % 
 
 Hasten, sinner, to be wise Thomas Scott 67 
 
 Haste, traveler, liaste ! the night.. .. Wm. B. Colly er 68 
 
 Hast thou said, exalted Jesus J. E. Giles 206 
 
 He leadeth me I blessed thought. t/os. H. Gihnore 69 
 
 Holy Father, henr me cry Iloratlu.s Bonar 70 
 
 Holy Ghost, witli light divine Andreic Reed 71 
 
 Ho ! my comrades, see the signal ^^\i^- ^l^'^^ 72 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Geo. Keith 73 
 
 How helpless guilty natmv lies Miss A. Steele 74 
 
 How pleasant thus to dwell below Anon. 75 
 
 How sad our state by nature is Isaac Watts 76 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place Isaac Watts 207 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. .John Isfewton 77 
 
 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger. .Mrs.M.S.B.Pana 83 
 
 I'm but a stranger here Thom as R. Taylor 84 
 
 I faint, my soul doth faint Mrs. Ann Gilbert 210 
 
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INDEX OF HYMNS. 
 
 No. 
 
 If you cannot on the ocean Mrs. E. IT. Oates 208 
 
 I jrave my life for thee Frances li. Hccvergal 209 
 
 If God is mine, tken present things B. Beddoine 211 
 
 I liave a home, a glorious home Alfred Taylor 78 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say IForatius Bonar 79 
 
 I hear my Saviour say 3[rs. E. J/. Hall 80 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives Sam uel Medley 81 
 
 I Liy my sins on Jesus Horatius Bonar 82 
 
 I love to tell the story Kate Ifanley, (1867) 212 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways John Ryland 222 
 
 I need thee every hour Annie <S. Hawks 213 
 
 In the Christian's home in glory. Eev. S. Y. Ilarmer 85 
 
 I saw One hanging on a tree John Newton 86 
 
 It is not death to die Bev. Geo. W. Bethune 87 
 
 I was a wand'ring sheep Horatius Bonar 88 
 
 I worsliip thee, sweet will of God F. W. Faber 214 
 
 I would not live alway W. A. Muhlenhurg 89 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home F. Baker, (1616) 90 
 
 Jesus ! and can it ever be Joseph Grigg 91 
 
 Jesus, I come to thee F'^ann y J. Crosby 92 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul Charles Wesley 93 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone John Cennic/c 94 
 
 Jesus only, when the morning Xason 95 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Isaac Watts ^Q 
 
 Jesus, thy name I love Rule's Sacred' Songs 97 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well John Neicton 98 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is come Isaac Watts 99 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea Charlotte Elliott 100 
 
 Just as thou art,— without one trace E. S. Cook 101 
 
 King of glory, reign in me Alfred Taylor 102 
 
 Knocking, knocking, who is there ?. Harriet B.Stowe 215 
 
 Land ahead ! Its fruits are waving, .Bev. E. Adams 103 
 
 Look, ye saints ; the sight is glorious Thos. Kelly 216 
 
 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land Charles Wesley 104 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing. . . Walter Shirley 105 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing.^/' ist7&eiA Codner 217 
 
 Lord, it belongs not to my care Richard Baxter 106 
 
 Lord, thou hast won— at length J. Newton 218 
 
 Make haste, man, to live Horatius Bonar 107 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion Bev. David Denham 108 
 
 Mine eyes have seen the glory Julia Ward Howe 109 
 
 More love to thee, Christ J/rs. E. Prentiss 110 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone. i?ey. Tho. Shepherd 111 
 
 My country ! 'tis of thee Bev. Samuel F. Smith 112 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by David Nelson 113 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard George Heath 114 
 
 My soul is not at rest Nathan Broian 234 
 
 My faith looks up to thee Bay Palmer 115 
 
 My Saviour stands waiting Alfred Taylor 116 
 
 185 
 
INDEX OF HYMNS. 
 
 No. 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee Mrs. S. F. Adams 117 
 
 No merit of iny own I bring Alfred Taylor 118 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme Wm. Langford 119 
 
 Now I have found a friend — Henry J. McC. Rope 120 
 Now is the acceoted time John Dobell 121 
 
 blessed message from on high Alfred Taylor 122 
 
 could I speak the matchless Yfovih. Samuel Medley 12;^ 
 
 do not let the word depart Halloiced Songs 124 
 
 ! for a closer walk with God W. Cowper 125 
 
 O for a glance of heavenly day Joseph Ila rt 220 
 
 for a thousand tongues to sing/ — Cha>'les Wesley 126 
 happy day, that fix'd my choice. P/i^^^jt? Doddridge 127 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. .Samuel Stennett 128 
 
 love divine, how sweet thou art Charles Wesley 221 
 
 speed thee, Christian! on thy way Anon. 129 
 
 that my load of sin were gone — Charles Wesley 130 
 
 thou that hear'stwhen sinners cry Isaac Watts 181 
 
 O thou who driest the mourner's tear. Thomas Moore 132 
 
 Our God, our help in ages past Taaac Watts 133 
 
 Out on an ocean all boundless — Rev. W. F. Warren 134 
 what hath Jesus done for n\Q..Arr.froni English 135 
 
 where shall rest be found J. Montgomery 136 
 
 O worship the king Robert Grant \6l 
 
 Palms of glory, raiment bright J. Montgomery 138 
 
 Pass me not, gentle Saviour Fanny J. Crosby 139 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive W. Shirley 140 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Isaac Watts 141 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings. . . Thomas Ken 142 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire... «/". 3fontQomery 143 
 
 Repent! the voice celestial cries. PAzZi» Doddridge 144 
 
 Return, wanderer, return W. B. Colly er 14> 
 
 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings R. Seagrave 146 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me A. M. Toplady 147 
 
 Safe in the arms of Jesus Fanny J. Crosby 223 
 
 Safely through another week John Newton 148 
 
 Salvation ! the joyful sound Isaac Watts 149 
 
 Saviour ! I follow on C. S. Robinson 15i) 
 
 Saviour, more than life to me Fanny J. Crosby 224 
 
 Saviour, Prophet, Priest, and Km^... Alfi-ed Taylor VA 
 
 Saviour ! thy dying love S. D. Phelp.s 15:i 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation JoJtn Xeicton 102 
 
 Say, sinner, hath a voice within — Mrs. A. B. Hyde 154 
 
 Shall we gather at the river Robert Loicry, ^1^64) 225 
 
 Show pity. Lord, Lord, forgive Isaac Watt.s 155 
 
 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleex) . . .Fpiscopal Coll. 156 
 
 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die Charlea Wesley 157 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise Charles Wesley 158 
 
 So let our lips and lives express Isaac Watts 159 
 
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INDEX OF HYMNS. 
 
 No. 
 
 Sowiner the seed by the d^yW^^ht. EynilyS. Oakey, (1850) 226 
 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears. ..7*'aac Trc/f/".? 160 
 Stand up for Jesus, Christian..^. Torrey-,Jr., (18d9.) 161 
 
 Stand up I— st;ind up for Jesus George JJuMelcl 162 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay Chai-les Wesley 163 
 
 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear John Kehle 164 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer Rev. TF. ^\\ Waif or d 165 
 
 Tell me the Old, Old Story Kate, Hankpy. (1867) 227 
 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand Bevi. H. Alford 166 
 
 The Lord descended from. . . . Thos. SternTioM, (1549) 167 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns Isaac Watts 168 
 
 The Lord shall come I the earth Reginald H eh er 169 
 
 The morning: light is breaking S. F. Sm ith 170 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood W. Coicver 171 
 
 There is a land of pure delight Isaac ^^ atts 172 
 
 There is a name I love to hear. .Frederick Wh itjield 173 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts H. U. Onde)-donk \'A 
 
 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord Philip Doddridge 175 
 
 This is not my place of resting Iloratins Bonar 176 
 
 Thou art coming to a king John Xeicton 228 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls S. F. Smith 177 
 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu Charles Wesley 178 
 
 TVait, my soul, upon the Lord.. . W. Freeman Iloyd 179 
 Wjilk in the Ught ! so shalt ihoxx... Bernard Barton 180 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night J. Boicning 232 
 
 ■\Ve are living, we are dwelling A. C". Coxe 229 
 
 Weary sinner I keep thine eyes Anon. 181 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest Isaac Watts 182 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer.. i?^^;. W. Mason 183 
 We praise thee, God, for the Son of. . W. P.JIackay 184 
 
 We've 'listed in a holy war Fanny J. Crosby 185 
 
 What a Friend we have in Jesus H. Bonar 230 
 
 What means this eager, anxious.. ^?/z??2 a Camvhell 231 
 When all thy mercies, my God. ..Joseph Addison 186 
 When gathering clouds around I view. .^o6€r^ Grant 187 
 
 When I can read my title clear Isaac Watts 188 
 
 When marslialled on the nightly plain, ..^. K. White 189 
 With tearful eyes I look around. . . Charlotte Elliott 190 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge Selina Shirley 191 
 
 While life prolongs its precious Timothy Dwight 192 
 
 Who are these in bright array J. Montgomery 193 
 
 Why will ye waste on trifling Philip Doddridge 194 
 
 With one consent let all the earth Xahiun Tate 195 
 
 Work, Christian laborer, work Alfred Taylor 196 
 
 Work, for the night is coming Sidney Dyer, alt. 197 
 
 Ye servants of G od Charles Wesley 198 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints A. 31. Toplady 199 
 
 Zion stands with hills surrounded Thos. Kelly 233 
 
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