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WESTMINSTER 
 
 SABBATH-SCHOOL HYMNAL 
 
 A Collection of Hymns and Tunes 
 
 FOR USE IN 
 
 SABBATH-SCHOOLS AND SOCIAL MEETINGS 
 
 PREPARED BY THE 
 
 Rev. JOHN W. DULLES, D.D. 
 
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 ME. THEODOEE F. SEWAED 
 
 PHILADELPHIA 
 
 PEESBYTEEIAN BOAED OF PUBLICATION 
 
 1334 CHESTNUT STREET 
 
INTRODUCTION 
 
 In response to a pressing demand, as well as to the recommendations of the 
 General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church, the Westminster Sabbath- 
 School Hymnal is now published by the Presbyterian Board of Publication. 
 It aims to give, as to both hymns and tunes, (1) what our young people can 
 sing ; (2) what they will sing ; and (3) what they ought to sing. A carefully- 
 made selection from the standard hymns of the Church gives permanent value 
 to the book. Among these invaluable gems of sacred song, preference has 
 been given to those most worthy of being stored in the memory, those most 
 readily grasped by the young and best adapted to hearty singing. Besides 
 these indispensable hymns of the Church, there is given a liberal selection, 
 from the many books published for use in “ gospel-meetings ” and in the 
 Sabbath-school, of hymns and tunes deservedly favorites. Original pieces 
 of merit, with others from the best modern ecclesiastical music of England 
 and the Continent, complete the collection. It is believed that thus a vol- 
 ume has been prepared sound in its composition, whilst highly attractive 
 and available for the service of song in the Sabbath-school, and also fitted 
 for use in the chapel and in prayer-meeting. To pack as much as possible 
 into the book without unduly increasing its size and cost, hymns are given 
 without the music where the familiar tunes to which they are ordinarily 
 sung are pretty sure to be within easy reach. 
 
 The long experience, the good taste and skill, with the Christian sympathy 
 in the work, of the musical editor, Mr. Theodore F. Seward, assure us of 
 excellence in that department of our Westminster Sabbath-School 
 Hymnal, which is ofiered to the public with the belief that it will be found 
 truly serviceable, ministering gladness in God’s praise and spiritual prof- 
 iting to those by whom it shall be used. May the blessing of God rest 
 upon all whose devotions it shall guide! 
 
 Copyright, 1883, by the Trustees of the Presbyterian Board of Publication. 
 
 All Rights Reserved. 
 
 Electrotyped by Westcott & Thomson, Philadelphia. 
 

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 And crown him Lord of all ! 
 
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 And crown him — everlasting King. 
 
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 ’Tis Jesus fills the throne above : 
 
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 Ye cannot fail while God is love. 
 
 3 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! 
 
 To thee the praise of heaven belongs ; 
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21 EXALTATION. 
 
 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
 
 Sound the note of praise above ; 
 Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 
 
 Jesus reigns, the God of love : 
 
 See, he sits on yonder throne ; 
 
 Jesus rules the world alone. 
 Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Amen. 
 
 2 King of glory ! reign for ever ; 
 
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 own ; 
 
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 3 Saviour ! hasten thine appearing ; 
 
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 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
 Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing, 
 
 “ Glory, glory to our King !” 
 
 Thomas Kelly. 
 
 22 MORNINGTON. S. M. 
 
 1 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, 
 Let all within me join, 
 
 And aid my tongue to bless his name 
 Whose favors are divine. 
 
 2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul, 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 
 And without praises die. 
 
 3 ’Tis he forgives thy sins, 
 
 ’Tis he relieves thy pain, 
 
 ’Tis he that heals thy sicknesses 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
 4 He crowns thy life with love, 
 
 When ransomed from the grave ; 
 
 He that redeemed my soul from hell 
 Hath sovereign power to save. 
 
 Isaac Watts. 
 
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 1 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus ! 
 Only thee I wish to sing ; 
 
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 Thou my Prophet, Priest and King: 
 Oh, what mercy flows from heaven ! 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness ! 
 
 Love I much? I’ve much forgiven; 
 I’m a miracle of grace. 
 
 2 Once with Adam’s race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcerned in sin, I lay ; 
 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 
 Till my Saviour passed by : 
 
 Witness, all ye host of heaven ! 
 
 My Redeemer’s tenderness ; 
 
 Love I much ? I’ve much forgiven ; 
 I’m a miracle of grace. 
 
 3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! 
 
 Praise the Lamb enthroned above ; 
 Whilst, astonished, I admire 
 
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 24 SILVER STREET. S. M. 
 
 1 Come, sound his praise abroad, 
 
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 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 
 The universal King. 
 
 2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 
 
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 3 Come, worship at his throne ; 
 
 Come, bow before the Lord : 
 
 We are his works, and not our own ; 
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 Night and day, continual praise; 
 
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 With the prophets’ goodly line 
 We in mystic bond combine; 
 
 For thou hast to babes revealed 
 Things that to the wise were sealed. 
 
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 3 Martyrs, in a noble host, 
 
 Of thy cross are heard to boast ; 
 Since so bright the crown they wear, 
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 All thy Church, in heaven and earth, 
 Jesus, hail thy spotless birth : 
 
 Seated on the judgment-throne, 
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 1 Ye angels who stand round the throne 
 
 And view my Immanuel’s face, 
 
 In rapturous songs make him known, 
 Tune all your soft harps to his 
 praise ; 
 
 He formed you the spirits you are, 
 
 So happy, so noble, so good ; 
 
 When others sunk down in despair, 
 Confirmed by his power, you stood. 
 
 2 Ye saints who stand nearer than they, 
 
 And cast your bright crowns at his 
 feet, 
 
 His grace and his glory display, 
 
 And all his rich mercy repeat : 
 
 He snatched you from hell and the 
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 He ransomed from death and de- 
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 Almighty to bring you safe there. 
 
 
 
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 1 I bless the Christ of God ; 
 
 I rest on love divine ; 
 
 And with unfaltering lip and heart 
 I call this Saviour mine. 
 
 2 His cross dispels each doubt ; 
 
 I bury in his tomb 
 Each thought of unbelief and fear, 
 Each lingering shade of gloom. 
 
 3 I praise the God of grace ; 
 
 I trust his truth and might ; 
 
 He calls me his, I call him mine, 
 My God, my joy, my light. 
 
 4 ’Tis he who saveth me, 
 
 And freely pardon gives ; 
 
 I love because he loveth me, 
 
 I live because he lives. 
 
 5 My life with him is hid, 
 
 My death has passed away, 
 
 My clouds have melted into light, 
 My midnight into day. 
 
 3 Oh, when will the period appear 
 When I shall unite in your song ? 
 I’m weary of lingering here, 
 
 And I to your Saviour belong ; 
 
 I want, oh, I want to be there, 
 
 Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
 Your joy and your friendship to share, 
 To wonder and worship with you. 
 
 Maria de Fleury. 
 
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 H. Bonar . 
 
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 PARK STREET. L. M. 
 
 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign where’er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to 
 shore, 
 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no 
 more. 
 
 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer’s ear ! 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 It calms the troubled breast ; 
 
 ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall 
 
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 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song, 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where’er he reigns, 
 The prisoner leaps to loose his chains, 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 3 Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, 
 My Prophet, Priest and King, 
 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 John Newton. 
 
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 Peculiar honors to our King; 
 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
 Isaac Watts 
 
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 1 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, 
 
 Oh, could I sound the glories forth, 
 Which in my Saviour shine, 
 
 I’d soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel, while he sings, 
 In notes almost divine. 
 
 2 I’d sing the precious blood he spilt, 
 My ransom from the dreadful guilt 
 
 Of sin and wrath divine ; 
 
 I’d sing his glorious righteousness, 
 
 In which all-perfect, glorious dress 
 My soul shall ever shine. 
 
 3 I’d sing the characters he hears, 
 
 And all the forms of love he wears, 
 
 Exalted on his throne ; 
 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 
 I would to everlasting days 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
 4 Well, the delightful day will come 
 When my dear Lord will bring me 
 
 home, 
 
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 Friend, 
 
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 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
 Samuel Medley. 
 
 32 AURELIA. 7S & 6S. 
 
 1 Lord of the vast creation, 
 
 Support of worlds unknown, 
 Desire of every nation, 
 
 Behold us at thy throne ; 
 
 We come for mercy crying 
 Through thine atoning blood, 
 And, on thy grace relying, 
 
 We seek each promised good. 
 
 2 Oh, when shall thy salvation 
 Be known through every land, 
 And men, in every station, 
 
 Obey thy great command ? 
 
 In God’s own Son believing, 
 From sin may they be free, 
 And, gospel-grace receiving, 
 Find life and peace in thee. 
 
 John Balmer. 
 
 1 Around the throne of God in heaven 
 Thousands of children stand, 
 
 Children whose sins are all forgiven, 
 
 A holy, happy band, 
 
 Befrain. — Singing glory, glory, 
 
 Glory be to God on high. 
 
 2 In flowing robes of spotless white 
 
 See every one arrayed, 
 
 Dwelling in everlasting light, 
 
 And joys that never 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 children there ? 
 
 4 Because the Saviour shed his blood 
 
 To wash away their sin : 
 
 Bathed in 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 his b Jessed face, 
 
 And stand before the Lamb. 
 
 Anne JET. Shepard . 
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 Isaac Watts . 
 
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 Who has borne all our sins, 
 
 And has cleansed every stain. 
 Kef. — Hallelujah, etc. 
 
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 1 My soul, repeat His praise 
 Whose mercies are so great ; 
 Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
 So ready to abate. 
 
 2 High as the heavens are raised 
 
 Above the ground we tread, 
 
 So far the riches of his grace 
 Our highest thoughts exceed. 
 
 3 His power subdues our sins, 
 
 And his forgiving love, 
 
 Far as the east is from the west, 
 Doth all our guilt remove. 
 
 Isaac Watts. 
 
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37 ITALIAN HYMN. 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 Come, thou almighty King, 
 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise ; 
 
 Father all -glorious, 
 
 O’er all victorious, 
 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of days ! 
 
 2 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
 
 Gird on thy mighty sword, 
 
 Our prayer attend ; 
 
 Come, and thy people bless, 
 
 And give thy word success: 
 
 Spirit of holiness, 
 
 On us descend ! 
 
 3 Come, holy Comforter, 
 
 Thy sacred witness bear 
 
 In this glad hour ; 
 
 Thou who almighty art, 
 
 Now rule in every heart, 
 
 And ne’er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of power ! 
 
 4 To the great One in Three, 
 
 The highest praises be 
 
 Hence, evermore ; 
 
 His sovereign majesty 
 May we in glory see, 
 
 And to eternity 
 
 Love and adore. C. Wesley. 
 
 38 ARLINGTON. C. M. 
 
 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, 
 
 He calls the hours his own ; 
 
 Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 
 
 And Satan’s empire fell ; 
 
 To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hosanna to th’ anointed King, 
 
 To David’s holy Son ; 
 
 Help us, O Lord ! descend and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace, 
 
 Who comes in God his Father’s name 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 
 The Church on earth can raise ; 
 
 The highest heavens in which he reigns 
 Shall give him nobler praise. 
 
 Isaac Watts. 
 
 39 ITALIAN HYMN. 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 Let praises fill the sky ; 
 
 Praise ye his name ; 
 
 Angels, His name adore 
 Who all our sorrows bore, 
 
 And, saints, cry evermore, 
 “Worthy the Lamb !” 
 
 2 All they around the throne 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name ; 
 
 We who have felt his blood 
 Sealing our peace with God, 
 Spread his dear fame abroad : 
 “Worthy the Lamb !” 
 
 3 To him our hearts we raise ; 
 
 None else shall have our praise; 
 
 Praise ye his name ; 
 
 Him, our exalted Lord, 
 
 By us below adored, 
 
 We praise with one accord: 
 “Worthy the Lamb l” 
 
 James Allen. 
 
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 His is love beyond a brother’s, 
 
 Costly, free and knows no end. 
 
 2 Which of all our friends to save us 
 
 Could or would have shed his blood ? 
 But our Saviour died to have us 
 Reconciled in him to God. 
 
 3 When he lived on earth, abased, 
 
 Friend of sinners was his name ; 
 Now, above all glory raised, 
 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ! * 
 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 What a Friend we have above. 
 
 John Newton. 
 
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43 Jesus is Mighty to Save. 
 
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 2 Christ, the blessed One, gives to all 
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 Sinner, list to the loving call, 
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 Offer pardon and peace to all, 
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 Jesus, only Saviour, 
 
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I Could not Do without Thee. — Concluded 
 
 2 I could not do without thee : 
 
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 If leaning hard on thee. — Ref. 
 
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 I do not know the way : 
 
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 SILVER STREET. S. M. 
 
 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb, 
 
 And shall I fear to own his cause 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 1 Grace ! ’tis a charming sound, 
 Harmonious to mine ear ; 
 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
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 On flowery beds of ease, 
 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And sailed through bloody seas? 
 
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 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 
 Is this dark world a friend to grace, 
 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
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 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 
 I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 Isaac Watts. 
 
 55 ARLINGTON. C. M. 
 
 1 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound! 
 
 ’Tis pleasure to our ears — 
 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell’s dark door we lay ; 
 
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 To see a heavenly day. 
 
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 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
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 2 Grace first contrived the way 
 
 To save rebellious man, 
 
 And all the steps that grace display 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace led my wandering feet 
 
 To tread the heavenly road, 
 
 And new supplies each hour I meet 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 4 Grace all the work shall crown 
 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
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 Ph. Doddridge. 
 
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 1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
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 ’Tis found beneath the mercy -seat. 
 
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 friend ; 
 
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 1 More love to thee, O Christ, 
 More love to thee ! 
 
 Hear thou the prayer I make 
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 This is my earnest plea : 
 
 More love, O Christ, to thee, 
 
 More love to thee ! 
 
 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, O Christ, to thee, 
 
 More love to thee ! 
 
 3 Let sorrow do its work, 
 
 Send grief and pain : 
 
 Sweet are thy messengers, 
 
 Sweet their refrain 
 When they can sing, with me, 
 More love, O Christ to thee, 
 
 More love to thee ! 
 
 Elizabeth P. Prentiss. 
 
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74 : Wonderful Night. 
 
 2 Wonderful night ! wonderful night ! 
 Dreamed of by prophets and sages, 
 Manhood, redeemed for all ages, 
 Welcomes thy hallowing might. 
 
 Wonderful, wonderful night ! 
 
 3 Wonderful night ! wonderful night ! 
 Down o’er the stars, to restore us, 
 Leading his flame-winged chorus, 
 Comes the Eternal to sight. 
 
 Wonderful, wonderful night ! 
 
 4 Wonderful night ! wonderful night ! 
 Sweet he thy rest to the weary, 
 Making the dull heart and dreary 
 Laugh in a dream of delight. 
 
 Wonderful, wonderful night ! 
 
 5 Wonderful night ! wonderful night! 
 Let me, as long as life lingers, 
 
 Sing with the cherubim singers : 
 
 “ Glory to God in the height !” 
 Wonderful, wonderful night! 
 
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 His love for children still — 
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 We’ll flock around His banner 
 Who sits upon the throne, 
 
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 To David’s royal Son !” 
 
 3 For, should we fail proclaiming 
 
 Our great Redeemer’s praise, 
 The stones, our silence shaming, 
 Might well “ Hosanna!” raise. 
 But shall we only render 
 The tribute of our words ? 
 
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 They too shall be the Lord’s. 
 
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 1 When shall the voice of singing 
 
 Flow joyfully along, 
 
 When hill and valley, ringing 
 With one triumphant song, 
 Proclaim the contest ended, 
 
 And Him who once was slain 
 A second time descended 
 In righteousness to reign ? 
 
 2 Then, from the craggy mountains, 
 
 The sacred shout shall fly, 
 
 And shady vales and fountains 
 Shall echo the reply ; 
 
 High tower and lowly dwelling 
 Shall send the hymn around, 
 
 All “Hallelujah!” swelling 
 In one continued sound. 
 
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 3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I 
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 I shall see him and hear him above, 
 
 4 In that beautiful place he is gone to 
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 For all who are washed and forgiven ; 
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 1 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come ! 
 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 
 Let every heart prepare him room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns! 
 
 Let men their songs employ, 
 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and 
 plains, 
 
 Eepeat 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. 
 
 Isaac Watts. 
 
 79 HEEMON. C. M. 
 
 1 The people that in darkness sat 
 
 A glorious Light have seen ; 
 
 The Light has shined on them who 
 long 
 
 In shades of death have been. 
 
 2 To us a Child of hope is born, 
 
 To us a Son is given ; 
 
 Him shall the tribes of earth obey, 
 Him all the hosts of heaven. 
 
 3 His name shall be the Prince of peace 
 
 For evermore adored, 
 
 The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
 
 The great and mighty Lord. 
 
 4 His power increasing still shall spread, 
 
 His reign no end shall know ; 
 Justice shall guard his throne above, 
 And peace abound below. 
 
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 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 The Father’s holy child. 
 
 I long to be with Jesus, 
 
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 To sing with saints his praises, 
 
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 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
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Press Forward and Fear Not. — Concluded. 
 
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 4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 
 He’ll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
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 130 
 
 1 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent, 
 Thy joy to do the Father’s will ; 
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 135 VIGIL. S. M. 
 
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 I shall for ever die. 
 
 Charles Wesley. 
 
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 .3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 
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 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 
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 Proclaim, “The Lord is come!” 
 
 S. F. Smith. 
 
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 146 GROTON. C M. 
 
 1 Jesus, immortal King, arise — 
 
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 And distant lands obey. 
 
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 3 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 
 
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 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, 
 
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 4 Thus may I rejoice to show 
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 Let me ever cleave to thee ; 
 
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 Let me give thee all my heart. 
 
 3 Whom have I on earth below? 
 
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 Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 
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 1 Father, whate’er of earthly bliss 
 
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 Let this petition rise : 
 
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 1 Blest Comforter divine, 
 
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 And guide our souls above. 
 
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 From every sinful way, 
 
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 Though earthly joys decay. 
 
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 And e’en the gloomy vale of death, 
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 Let thy light within me shine ; 
 All my guilty fears remove : 
 
 Fill me with thy heavenly love. 
 
 2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me : 
 Set the burdened 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. 
 
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 1 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us : 
 
 Much we need thy tenderest care ; 
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 For our use thy folds prepare. 
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 Thou hast bought us ; thine we are. 
 
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 Be the guardian of our way ; 
 
 Keep thy flock ; from sin defend us ; 
 Seek us when we go astray. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 
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 3 Thou hast promised to receive us, 
 
 Poor and sinful though we he ; 
 
 Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 
 
 Grace to cleanse and power to free. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 
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 4 Early let us seek thy favor, 
 
 Early let us do thy will ; 
 
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 Dorothy A. Thrupp. 
 
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 3 The consecrated cross I’ll bear 
 
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 G. N. Allen . 
 
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 1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
 
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 Make all my wants and wishes-known. 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 
 My soul has often found relief, 
 
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 Thy wings shall my petition bear 
 To Him whose truth and faithfulness 
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 My ever dear delight, 
 
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 5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
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 Anna Steele . 
 
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 1 What a Friend we have in Jesus, 
 All our sins and griefs to bear ! 
 What a privilege to carry 
 
 Everything to God in prayer ! 
 Oh, what peace we often forfeit, 
 Oh, what needless pain we bear, 
 All because we do not carry 
 Everything to God in prayer ! 
 
 Bo thy friends despise, forsake thee : 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer ; 
 
 In his arms he’ll take and shield thee ; 
 Thou wilt find a solace there. 
 
 H. Bonar . 
 
 170 DENNIS. S. M. 
 
 1 How gentle God’s commands ! 
 
 How kind his precepts are ! 
 
 Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
 And trust his constant care. 
 
 Beneath his watchful eye 
 His saints securely dwell ; 
 
 That hand which bears all Nature up 
 Shall guard his children well. 
 
 Why should this anxious load 
 Press down your weary mind ? 
 
 Haste to your heavenly Father’s throne, 
 And sweet refreshment find. 
 
 His goodness stands approved, 
 Unchanged from day to day ; 
 
 I’ll drop my burden at his feet, 
 
 And bear a song away. 
 
 P. Doddridge. 
 
 2 Have we trials and temptations ? 
 
 Is there trouble anywhere ? 
 
 We should never be discouraged — 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 Can we find a friend so faithful, 
 Who will all our sorrows share ? 
 Jesus knows our every weakness : 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 
 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 
 
 Cumbered with a load of care? 
 Precious Saviour, still our refuge ! 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 
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 172 ZEBULON. H. M. 
 
 1 O Thou that hearest prayer, 
 
 Attend our humble cry, 
 
 And let thy servants share 
 Thy blessings from on high. 
 
 We plead the promise of thy word ; 
 Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord. 
 
 2 If earthly parents hear 
 
 Their children when they cry — 
 If they, with love sincere, 
 
 Their varied wants supply — 
 
 Much more wilt thou thy love display, 
 And answer when thy children pray. 
 
 3 Our heavenly Father, thou ; 
 
 We, children of thy grace; 
 
 Oh, let thy Spirit now 
 Descend and fill the place ; 
 
 So shall we feel the heavenly flame, 
 And all unite to praise thy name. 
 
 4 Oh, send thy Spirit down 
 
 On all the nations, Lord, 
 
 With great success to crown 
 The preaching of thy word, 
 
 Till heathen lands shall own thy sway 
 And cast their idol-gods away. 
 
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 Fair flowers of paradise extend 
 Their fragrance ever sweet. 
 
 3 Crown him, the Lord of years, 
 The Potentate of time, 
 
 Creator of the rolling spheres, 
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 All hail, Redeemer, hail ! 
 
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 Thy praise shall never, never fail 
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 174 EVEN ME. 8s, 7s & 4. 
 
 1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 
 
 Thou art scattering full and free — 
 Showers the thirsty land refreshing ; 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 Ref. — Even me, even me ! 
 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father, 
 
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 Thou might’st pass me, but the rather 
 Let thy mercy light on me. — Ref. 
 
 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour ! 
 
 Let me love and cling to thee ; 
 
 I am longing for thy favor : 
 
 When thou comest call for me. — Ref. 
 
 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit ! 
 
 Thou canst make the blind to see ; 
 Witnesser of Jesus’ merit, 
 
 Speak the word of power to me. — Ref. 
 
 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, 
 
 Long been slighting, grieving thee ? 
 Has the world my heart been keeping? 
 Oh, forgive and rescue me. — R ef. 
 
 Mrs. E. Codnet. 
 
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 1 I love to tell the story 
 
 Of unseen things above — 
 
 Of Jesus and his glory, 
 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 
 I love to tell the story, 
 
 Because I know ’tis true ; 
 
 It satisfies my longings 
 As nothing else can do. 
 
 Ref. — 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 ; 
 
 And that is just the reason 
 I tell it now to thee. — R ef. 
 
 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. — R ef. 
 
 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, 
 
 ’Twill be the old, old story 
 That I have loved so long. — R ef. 
 
 Catharine Hankey. 
 
 176 
 
 Tune. — I LOVE TO TELL the story. 
 
 1 I love to hear the story 
 Which angel-voices tell — 
 
 How once the King of glory 
 Came down on earth to dwell. 
 
 I am both weak and sinful, 
 
 But this I surely know : 
 
 The Lord came down to save me, 
 Because he loved me so. 
 
 2 I’m glad my blessed Saviour 
 
 Was once a child like me, 
 
 To show how pure and holy 
 His little ones may be ; 
 
 And if I try to follow 
 His footsteps here below, 
 
 He never will forget me, 
 
 Because he loves me so. 
 
 3 To sing his love and mercy 
 
 My sweetest songs I’ll raise ; 
 
 And, though I cannot see him, 
 
 I know he hears my praise ; 
 
 For he has kindly promised 
 That even I may go 
 To sing among his angels, 
 
 Because he loves me so. 
 
 Emily H. Miller. 
 
 177 TOPLADY. 7S. 
 
 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee ; 
 
 Let the water and the blood 
 From thy wounded side which 
 
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 Be of sin the double cure : 
 
 Save from wrath and make me pure. 
 
 2 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 
 Could my zeal no languor know, 
 These for sin could not atone : 
 
 Thou must save, and thou alone. 
 
 In my hand no price I bring : 
 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 
 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyes shall close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne, 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
 Aug. M. Toplady. 
 
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 179 STOCKWELL. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Yes, for me, for me he careth 
 
 With a brother’s tender care ; 
 Yes, with me, with me he shareth 
 Every burden, every fear. 
 
 2 Yes, for me he standeth pleading 
 
 At the mercy-seat above, 
 
 Ever for me interceding, 
 
 Constant in untiring love. 
 
 3 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth 
 
 Joys unearthly, love and light; 
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 His paternal wing of might. 
 
 4 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth — 
 
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 And my empty soul he filleth 
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 H. Bonar. 
 
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180 HE LEADETH ME. L. M. 
 
 1 He leadeth me ! Oh blessed thought ! 
 Oh words with heavenly comfort 
 
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 Whate’er I do, where’er I he, 
 
 Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me. 
 
 Ref. — He leadeth me, he leadeth me, 
 
 By his own hand he leadeth me ; 
 His faithful follower I would be, 
 For by his hand he leadeth me. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, 
 Nor ever murmur nor repine, 
 
 Content, whatever lot I see, 
 
 Since ’tis my God that leadeth me. 
 
 4 And when my task on earth is done, 
 When by thy grace the victory’s won, 
 E’en death’s cold wave I will not flee, 
 Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 
 
 181 PORTUGUESE HYMN. 
 
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 The rivers of sorrow shall not over- 
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 Thy dross to consume and thy gold to 
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 shall prove 
 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable 
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 And then, when gray hairs shall their 
 temples adorn, 
 
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 be borne. 
 
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 That soul, though all hell should en- 
 deavor to shake, 
 
 I’ll never, no, never — no, never — for- 
 sake.” 
 
 Geo. Keith. 
 
 182 ARCADIA. C. M. 
 
 1 Oh, where are kings and empires now 
 Of old that went and came ? 
 
 But, Lord, thy Church is praying yet, 
 A thousand years the same. 
 
 2 We mark her goodly battlements 
 
 And her foundations strong ; 
 
 We hear within the solemn voice 
 Of her unending song. 
 
 3 For not like kingdoms of the world 
 
 Thy holy Church, O God ! 
 
 Though earthquake shocks are threat- 
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 And tempests are abroad, 
 
 4 Unshaken as eternal hills, 
 
 Immovable she stands — 
 
 A mountain that shall fill the earth, 
 
 A house not made by hands. 
 
 A. C. Coxe . 
 
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 To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot, 
 To thee, whose blood can cleanse each 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 Fightings and fears within, without, 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, 
 Sight, riches, healing of the mind — 
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 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
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185 NETTLETON. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer ! 
 
 Welcome to this heart of mine ; 
 Lord, I make a full surrender, 
 
 Every power and thought be thine ; 
 
 Thine entirely, 
 
 Through eternal ages thine. 
 
 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 
 Earth and hell will disappear, 
 
 Or in vain attempt possession 
 When they find the Lord is near. 
 Shout, O Zion ! 
 
 Shout, ye saints ! the Lord is here. 
 
 W. Mason. 
 
 186 VIGIL. S. M. 
 
 1 Oh, what, if we are Christ’s, 
 
 Is earthly shame or loss ? 
 
 Bright shall the crown of glory be 
 When we have borne the cross. 
 
 2 Keen was the trial once, 
 
 Bitter the cup of woe, [blood, 
 
 When martyred saints, baptized in 
 Christ’s sufferings shared below. 
 
 3 Bright is their glory now, 
 
 Boundless their joy above, 
 
 Where, on the bosom of their God, 
 They rest in perfect love. 
 
 4 Lord, may that grace be ours — 
 
 Like them, in faith, to bear 
 All that of sorrow, grief or pain 
 May be our portion here. 
 
 Henry W. Baker. 
 
 187 AMERICA. 6S & 4S. 
 
 1 God bless our native land ! 
 Firm may she ever stand 
 
 Through storm and night. 
 When the wild tempests rave, 
 Ruler of winds and wave, 
 
 Do thou our country save 
 By thy great might. 
 
 2 For her our prayer shall rise 
 To God above the skies, 
 
 On him we wait. 
 
 Thou who art ever nigh, 
 Guardian with watchful eye, 
 To thee aloud we cry, 
 
 “ God save the State !” 
 
 3 Our fathers’ God, to thee, 
 
 Author of liberty, 
 
 To thee we sing; 
 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom’s holy light; 
 Protect us by thy might, 
 
 Great God, our King ! 
 
 J. S. Dwight and S. F. Smith . 
 
 188 NORTHAMPTON. L. M. 
 
 1 Great God of nations, now to thee 
 Our hymn of gratitude we raise ; 
 
 With humble hearts and bending knee 
 We offer thee our song of praise. 
 
 2 Thy name we bless, almighty God, 
 
 For all the kindness thou hast shown 
 To this fair land the pilgrims trod — 
 This land we fondly call our own. 
 
 3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide, 
 
 And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; 
 Here thou our fathers’ steps did guide 
 In safety thro’ their dangerous way. 
 
 4 Great God, preserve us in thy fear ; 
 
 In dangers still our guardian be ; 
 Oh, spread thy truth’s bright precepts 
 here; 
 
 Let all thy people worship thee. 
 
 189 regent square. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven ; 
 
 To his feet thy tribute bring ; 
 Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, 
 Evermore his praises sing. 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! 
 
 Praise the everlasting King. 
 
 2 Praise him for his grace and favor 
 
 To our fathers in distress ; 
 
 Praise him still the same as ever, 
 
 Slow to chide and swift to bless. 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! 
 
 Glorious in his faithfulness. 
 
 3 Father-like, he tends and spares us : 
 
 Well our feeble frame he knows ; 
 
 In his hands he gently bears us, 
 Rescues us from all our foes. 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! 
 
 Widely yet his mercy flows. 
 
 4 Angels in the height, adore him : 
 
 Ye behold him face to face ; 
 
 Saints, triumphant bow before him, 
 Gathered in from every race. 
 
 Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 
 
 Praise with us the God of grace. 
 
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 Though thou take what most we love. 
 
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 163 
 
Rest in Thee 
 
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 E. Turney, D.D. Rev. R. Lowry. 
 
 3 Draw me from each sinful striving ; 
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 Bid me come and rest in thee. — R ef. 
 
 Copyright , 1873, by Biglow & Main. 
 
 229 REST. L. M. 
 
 1 Asleep in Jesus ! Blessed sleep, 
 
 From which none ever wakes to weep — 
 
 A calm and undisturbed repose, 
 
 Unbroken by the last of foes. 
 
 2 Asleep in Jesus! Oh how sweet 
 To be for such a slumber meet, 
 
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 With holy confidence to sing 
 
 That death has lost his venomed sting! 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest, 
 
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238 Hark, Hark, my Soul! 
 
 F. W. Faber. Theo. F. Seward. 
 
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 Father, I | come to | thee. 
 
 2 Jesus, my Hope, my | Rock, my | 
 
 Shield, [me, 
 
 Whose precious blood was | shed for | 
 Into thy hands my | soul I | yield, 
 Saviour, I | come to | thee. 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, I84I. 
 
 ISO 
 
DOXOLOGIES 
 
 1 L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings 
 
 flow ; 
 
 Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 
 
 2 c. M. 
 
 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One God whom we adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
 ^ S. M. 
 
 Ye angels round the throne, 
 
 And saints that dwell below, 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 And bless the Spirit too. 
 
 4 7s. 
 
 Holy Father, Holy Son, 
 
 Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Praise and glory be to thee 
 Now and through eternity. 
 
 5 7s & 6s. 
 
 Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One God whom we adore, 
 
 Join we with the heavenly host 
 To praise thee evermore ; 
 
 Live, by heaven and earth adored, 
 Three in One and One in Three, 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
 
 All glory be to thee. 
 
 6 8s & 7s. 
 
 Praise the Father, earth and heaven ; 
 
 Praise the Son, the Spirit praise ; 
 
 As it was, and is, be given 
 Glory through eternal days. 
 
 7 8s, 7s & 4. 
 
 Great Jehovah ! we adore thee, 
 
 God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 God the Spirit, joined in glory 
 On the same eternal throne ; 
 
 Endless praises 
 To Jehovah, Three in One. 
 
 8 L. P. M. 
 
 Now to the great and sacred Three, 
 
 The Father, Son and Spirit, be 
 Eternal praise and glory given 
 Through all the worlds where God is 
 known, 
 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in earth and heaven. 
 
 9 iis. 
 
 O Father almighty! to thee be ad- 
 dressed, 
 
 With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever 
 blest, 
 
 All glory and worship, from earth and 
 from heaven, 
 
 As was, and is now, and shall ever be 
 given. 
 
 1S7 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS 
 
 Adoration, Praise, Thanksgiving, 1-40, 104, 106, 110, 112, 171, 199, 239. 
 Trust and Confidence, 41-66, 86, 116, 153, 155, 181, 209. 
 
 Jesus Christ: His Advent, Life, Death, Resurrection and Coming, 67-89, 193, 
 202, 243. 
 
 Jesus the King, 2, 3, 7, 8, 12, 21, 30, 70, 75, 78, 146, 173. 
 
 Jesus the Saviour, 4, 9, 10, 11, 13, 23, 26, 31, 33, 35, 44-87, 151, 156, 177, 191, 206, 
 227. 
 
 Jesus the Shepherd and Friend, 19, 27, 40, 50, 58, 107, 136, 164, 169, 179, 180, 
 183, 194, 200, 204. 
 
 The Holy Spirit, 37, 88, 131, 162, 163, 172, 174. 
 
 The Trinity Adored, 37, 112, 168. 
 
 The Gospel Call, 41, 52, 90-109, 148, 150, 196. 
 
 Accepting the Call and Resting in Christ, 147-164, 168, 183, 184, 185, 190, 
 210, 211, 213, 214, 221, 225, 228. 
 
 Penitence, 62, 63, 64, 80, 81, 82, 85, 90, 93, 117, 149, 154, 174, 201, 211. 
 
 Prayer, 57, 160, 166, 172. 
 
 The Christian Life : Conflict, Work and Growth, 46, 47, 53, 54, 59, 60, 61, 66, 84, 
 105, 111-138, 157-215, 223, 232. 
 
 The Church : Its Progress and Triumph, 6, 16, 32, 34, 68, 76, 124, 138-146, 182. 
 The Lord’s Day, 38, 42, 222. 
 
 The Bible, 52, 167, 205. 
 
 Morning and Evening, 195, 244-249. 
 
 New Year, 147, 234. 
 
 Our Country, ..187, 188, 189, 220. 
 
 Death of a Child, 226. 
 
 The Heavenly Rest, 33, 48, 51, 208, 216-243. 
 
 Close of Worship, 247. 
 
 Chants, 251-257. 
 
 188 
 
INDEX 
 
 Titles in Small Caps, First Lines in Roman. 
 
 -A.. hymn 
 
 A charge to keep I have 137 
 
 A crown of glory bright 51 
 
 Abide with me 245 
 
 All hail, blessed morning 86 
 
 All hail the power 7 
 
 All glory to Jesus be given 43 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross 54 
 
 Angel voices ever singing 239 
 
 Art thou weary 96 
 
 Around the Saviour’s lofty throne... 8 
 
 Around the throne of God 33 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! Blessed sleep 229 
 
 At the door 93 
 
 Awake and sing 16 
 
 Awake, my soul 128 
 
 33. 
 
 Beautiful morning star 71 
 
 Beautiful mansions 224 
 
 Beautiful Zion, built above 236 
 
 Begone, unbelief 59 
 
 Beulah-land 203 
 
 Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus 228 
 
 Blest Comforter divine 162 
 
 Bright dawns the day 114 
 
 Bringing in the sheaves 113 
 
 C. 
 
 Calling, calling! 101 
 
 Cheerfully give 144 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow 98 
 
 Children of the heavenly King 132 
 
 Christ in the vessel 59 
 
 Christ my Lord 19 
 
 Close to thee 49 
 
 Come, every soul by sin oppressed... 99 
 
 Come, children, and join 234 
 
 Come, come to Jesus 97 
 
 Come, let us all unite to sing 104 
 
 Come, let us join 13 
 
 Come, sinner, come 103 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad 24 
 
 Come, shout aloud 106 
 
 Come, thou almighty King 37 
 
 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 67 
 
 Come to Jesus 109 
 
 Come to Jesus now 92 
 
 Come unto me 94 
 
 Come, ye children 196 
 
 Come, ye faithful 89 
 
 Come, ye thankful people 220 
 
 Crown him with many crowns 173 
 
 D. 
 
 Do not faint when tribulation 46 
 
 Do no sinful action 178 
 
 E. 
 
 Each day to live for Jesus 125 
 
 Endless praises, endless praises 30 
 
 Enter in 161 
 
 Entire consecration 212 
 
 Enthroned on high 88 
 
 TP. 
 
 Fading, still fading 246 
 
 Far out on the desolate billow 50 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 167 
 
 Father, whate’er of earthly bliss 160 
 
 Fear not ! God is thy shield 116 
 
 Floating through the sunlight 94 
 
 Forth to the fight 122 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies. 34 
 From every stormy wind that blows. 57 
 From Greenland’s icy mountains 141 
 
 G. 
 
 Gather them in, for there yet is room. 124 
 
 Gentle Jesus, Saviour mild 154 
 
 Give your heart to Jesus 100 
 
 Give! ’tis the Saviour’s precept 143 
 
 Glory and praise and honor 2 
 
 Glory to our King.... 30 
 
INDEX. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Glory to God on high 39 
 
 Glory to the Father give 112 
 
 Go and tell Jesus 41 
 
 Go bear the joyful tidings 140 
 
 Go labor on ; spend and be spent 130 
 
 God eternal, Lord of all 25 
 
 God bless our native land ! 187 
 
 God is love 104 
 
 God is my strong salvation 45 
 
 God loved the world of sinners 199 
 
 God of eternal truth... 12 
 
 God of my life 258 
 
 Golden harps are sounding 3 
 
 Grace! ’tis a charming sound 56 
 
 Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd... 58 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Love divine 163 
 
 Great God of nations, now to thee... 188 
 
 H. 
 
 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus 23 
 
 Hail to the Lord’s Anointed 68 
 
 Happy are we, God’s own little flock. 145 
 
 Hallelujah, praise the Lord 18 
 
 Hark ! from the mansions of glory.. 9 
 
 Hark, hark, my soul 238 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing 70 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy. 83 
 
 Hark ! the temperance bells are 133 
 
 Hark ! the notes of angels 11 
 
 Hark ! ten thousand harps and 21 
 
 Hark ! what mean those holy voices. 69 
 
 Hear the Master say 121 
 
 He leadeth me ! Oh, blessed 180 
 
 He that goeth forth with weeping... 131 
 
 Holy, Holy, Holy 14 
 
 Holy Father, hear my cry 168 
 
 How firm a foundation 181 
 
 How gentle God’s commands 170 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. 27 
 
 HYMN 
 
 I was a wandering sheep 152 
 
 I will lift up mine eyes 255 
 
 J. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 235 
 
 Jerusalem the golden 240 
 
 Jesus, all-atoning Lamb 159 
 
 Jesus’ arm sustains thee 110 
 
 Jesus, I come to thee 211 
 
 Jesus, immortal King, arise 146 
 
 Jesus is mighty to save 43 
 
 Jesus is all in all to me 213 
 
 Jesus is calling ... 91 
 
 Jesus is our Shepherd 204 
 
 Jesus is our loving Saviour 151 
 
 Jesus is tenderly calling 91 
 
 Jesus, Lover of my soul 156 
 
 Jesus, my Saviour, all in all 213 
 
 Jesus shall reign where’er the sun... 29 
 
 Jesus, still lead on 232 
 
 Jesus, tender Saviour 44 
 
 Jesus, thou art the sinner’s friend... 207 
 
 Jesus the water of life will give 148 
 
 Joy to the world 78 
 
 Just as I am 184 
 
 Xj. 
 
 Lead, kindly light 158 
 
 Let us work for God 223 
 
 Lord, dismiss us 250 
 
 Lord, do not leave me 108 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing. 174 
 
 Lord of the vast creation 32 
 
 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven 20 
 
 Lord, we would ask this holy day... 222 
 
 Love at home 197 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling 105 
 
 M. 
 
 I. 
 
 I am coming to the cross 64 
 
 I bless the Christ of God 
 
 I could not do without thee 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say 
 
 I lay my sins on Jesus 
 
 I love to hear the story 
 
 I love to tell the story 
 
 I’m a pilgrim 
 
 In heavenly love abiding..., 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glory... 
 
 In the far-better land 
 
 In the green pastures of thy love.... 
 
 Is there one for me 
 
 I think, when I read that sweet 
 
 I’ve been redeemed 
 
 I’ve reached the land of corn and... 
 
 Mansions are prepared above 216 
 
 March on, child of God 114 
 
 More love to thee, O Christ 63 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly hy 218 
 
 My faith looks up to thee 153 
 
 My Saviour stands waiting 93 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard 129 
 
 My soul, repeat his praise 36 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone 165 
 
 IN". 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee 65 
 
 Never alone 50 
 
 Nevermore be sad or weary 241 
 
 No mortal eye that land hath seen.. 231 
 
 No, not despairingly 62 
 
 No one can tell when the Saviour... 243 
 
 28 
 53 
 214 
 81 
 176 
 175 
 48 
 66 
 84 
 233 
 221 
 216 
 77 
 190 
 203 
 190 
 
INDEX. 
 
 HYMN 
 
 No other name but thine 4 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts 87 
 
 Now I have found a friend 183 
 
 Now the day is over 248 
 
 Now the sowing and the weeping.... 118 
 
 O. 
 
 O day of rest and gladness 42 
 
 O give thanks unto the Lord 254 
 
 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul 22 
 
 Oh, come let us sing 251 
 
 Oh, could I speak 31 
 
 Oh, how I love Jesus 207 
 
 Oh, how he loves 200 
 
 Oh, I am so happy in Jesus 206 
 
 Oh, sometimes the shadows are deep. 47 
 
 Oh, what, if we are Christ’s 186 
 
 Oh, where are kings and empires.... 182 
 
 O Lamb of God, still keep me 201 
 
 One there is above all others 40 
 
 One there is above all others 200 
 
 Only trust him 99 
 
 On the mountain’s top appearing 139 
 
 Onward now! the trumpet call is.... Ill 
 
 Onward, Christian soldiers 123 
 
 O Paradise ! O Paradise 242 
 
 O sacred Head, now wounded 80 
 
 O thou that hearest prayer 172 
 
 O thou unseen but present Christ.... 19 
 
 Out amid the waves of ocean 61 
 
 Our Father who art in heaven 253 
 
 O word of God incarnate 205 
 
 IP. 
 
 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven. 189 
 
 Praise to the Trinity 112 
 
 Praise to thee, thou great Creator... 5 
 
 Press forward and fear not 115 
 
 Press toward the mark 119 
 
 Rest a while 221 
 
 Rest in thee 228 
 
 Ring out the word 119 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me 177 
 
 S. 
 
 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound 55 
 
 Saviour, again to thy dear name 247 
 
 Saviour, blessed Saviour 10 
 
 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 164 
 
 Saviour, teach me day by day 157 
 
 Shout the glad tidings 6 
 
 Sing aloud, sing aloud 17 
 
 Sing them over again to me 52 
 
 Softly, sweetly, through the air 73 
 
 Sowing in the morning 113 
 
 Stand up, stand up for Jesus 120 
 
 Standing at the portal of the 147 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Suffer little children 150 
 
 Summer suns are glowing 155 
 
 Sun of my soul 249 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer 166 
 
 Sweet the moments 215 
 
 T. 
 
 Take me, O my Father 117 
 
 Take my life, and let it be 212 
 
 Temperance bells. 133 
 
 Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled.. 226 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand.... 230 
 
 The better land 219 
 
 The children’s Saviour 151 
 
 The day is past and over 244 
 
 The gospel call 95 
 
 The great Physician now is near 210 
 
 The holy day of rest 222 
 
 The land beyond the river 231 
 
 The lambs of the flock 194 
 
 The Lord is in his holy temple 16 
 
 The Lord is my shepherd 252 
 
 The Lord my shepherd is 136 
 
 The Man of sorrows 82 
 
 The morning light is breaking 142 
 
 The morning bright 195 
 
 The people that in darkness sat 79 
 
 The Rock that is higher 47 
 
 The sands of time are wasting 208 
 
 The Son of God goes forth to war.... 198 
 
 The sweetest name 191 
 
 The Spirit and the bride say 95 
 
 The sweet story of old 77 
 
 The water of life 148 
 
 The wondrous Stranger 101 
 
 There is a calm for those who weep. 257 
 There is a fountain filled with blood. 227 
 
 There is a green hill far aw T ay 202 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 237 
 
 There is beauty all around 197 
 
 There is no name so sweet 191 
 
 There’s rest on the bosom of Jesus.. 225 
 
 There was joy in heaven 72 
 
 This is not my place of resting 241 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made. 38 
 
 Thou art my shepherd 107 
 
 Though in darkness 46 
 
 Thou my everlasting portion 49 
 
 Thou sweet-gliding Kedron 193 
 
 Thy will be done 256 
 
 ’TlS I, BE NOT AFRAID 60 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls 102 
 
 To God be the glory 15 
 
 Tossed with rough winds 60 
 
 Troyte’s Chant 257 
 
 Trusting, Lord, in thee 64 
 
 "V. 
 
 Voice of love 92 
 
 101 
 
INDEX. 
 
 "W\ HYMN 
 
 Weary of wandering from my 90 
 
 We praise thee, O God 35 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer.. 185 
 
 We march, we march to victory 192 
 
 We plough the fields and scatter 138 
 
 We’re the lambs of the flock 194 
 
 We shall rest 223 
 
 What a friend we have in Jesus 169 
 
 What did our Lord and Saviour say. 150 
 
 When he shall appear 243 
 
 When, his salvation bringing 75 
 
 When I can read my title clear 217 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross.. 85 
 
 When morning gilds the skies 171 
 
 When to those who sin and suffer.... 82 
 Whither, pilgrims, are you going. . . . 219 
 Who hath sorrow ? Who hath woe ?. 126 
 Whom have I in heaven above 290 
 
 HYMN 
 
 Why shouldst thou longer knock 161 
 
 With broken heart and contrite 149 
 
 Wonderful night 74 
 
 Wonderful words of life 52 
 
 Work, for the night is coming 134 
 
 Worthy the Lamb 9 
 
 Would you be a Christian child? 100 
 
 Wondrous love 199 
 
 Y. 
 
 Ye angels who stand round the 26 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord 135 
 
 Ye servants of God 1 
 
 Yes, for me, for me he careth 179 
 
 Yield not to the tempter 127 
 
 Z. 
 
 Zion, thy King behold 12 
 
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