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Title: Calvary Songs: A Collection of New and Choice Hymns and Tunes for Sunday Schools and Families
Author: Chas. S. Robinson and Theodore E. Perkins
Publisher: American Sunday School Union
Date: 1875?



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35 cents per copy. $30 per 100.


CALVARY SONGS.

[Illustration : The title of the book printed in decorative type. The "C" in "CALVARY" has a variety of flowers and plants drawn around it, and the first "S" of "SONGS" is more decorative than the letters that follow it.]

BY
Rev: C. S. Robinson, D.D.
&
Theo: E. Perkins.


PHILADELPHIA:



[Illustration : A decorative capital A; the bar across the middle of the A is represented by two hands clasped over an open book.]
AMERICAN SUNDAY SCHOOL UNION,
NO 1122 CHESTNUT STREET.


NEW YORK:
NOS 8 & 10 BIBLE HOUSE.



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C ALVARY S ONGS:
A COLLECTION OF NEW AND CHOICE H YMNS AND T UNES FOR SUNDAY SCHOOLS AND FAMILIES.

B Y
R EV. C HAS. S. R OBINSON D. D.,
AND
T HEODORE E. P ERKINS.


PHILADELPHIA:
AMERICAN SUNDAY SCHOOL UNION,
No. 1122 C HESNUT S TREET.

Boston:
7 Beacon Street.

Chicago,
153 Wabash Avenue.

St. Louis:
207 N. 6th Street.

N EW Y ORK:
N O'S 8 & 10 B IBLE H OUSE.

PREFACE.

It is hoped that this Book will be sufficient for the real use of any ordinary Sunday-school for at least twenty years. Only, let there be enterprise in learning to sing the pieces, so as to bring them all into service.

Mechanical reasons have forbidden any arrangement according to exact analysis of subjects. But the following table will furnish all suggestions that are needed.

TABLE OF CONTENTS.

A NNIVERSARY. -- 164, 165, 12, 13, 15, 16, 24, 25, 116, 163.

A CTIVITY. -- 123 -- 130.

A TONEMENT. -- 48 -- 72.


B IBLE. -- 10, 12, 64.


C HRIST. -- 26 -- 47.

C HRISTMAS. -- 6, 4, 26, 27.

C LOSING S CHOOL. -- 19, 12, 16, 114, 29, 43, 45, 50.

C ONFLICT. -- 86 -- 99.

C ONSECRATION. -- 55, 75, 93.

C OURAGE. -- 100 -- 122.


F AITH. -- 31, 36, 46, 54, 57, 60, 100.

F AMILY. -- 157, 11, 124, 161, 17, 19, 23, 43, 50, 94, 114.


H OLY S PIRIT. -- 165, 13, 15.

H EAVEN. -- 132 -- 163.


I NFANT C LASS. -- 80, 32, 33, 34, 37, 38, 44, 156, 117, 121, 139.

I NVITATION. -- 53, 61, 67, 70, 72, 86.


L ORD'S D AY. -- 14, 17, 5, 11.


M ISSIONARY. -- 155, 128, 130.


N ATIONAL. -- 162.

N EW Y EAR. -- 163, 165, 160, 15, 142, 135.


O PENING S CHOOL. -- 1 -- 25.


P RAYER. -- 23, 29, 17.


R EPENTANCE. -- 68 -- 84.

R ESURRECTION. -- 7 -- 153.


T EACHERS' M EETINGS. -- 80, 162, 15, 134.

T HANKSGIVING. -- 165, 12, 13, 15.


W ORK. -- 123 -- 130.




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C ALVARY S ONGS.




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SHOUT THE GLAD TIDINGS.

M UHLENBERG.

A VISON.

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King.

Zion, the marvelous story be telling,
The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth;
The brightest archangel in glory excelling,
He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth.
Repeat 1 st Chorus.

Chorus after Last Verse.
Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King,
Messiah is King, Messiah is King.




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C HO. --Shout the glad tidings, etc.
2 Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation,
The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round;
How free to the faithful he offers salvation!
How his people with joy everlasting are crowned!
C HO. --Shout the glad tidings, etc.

C HO. --Shout the glad tidings, etc.
3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing,
And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise;
Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing;
One chorus resound thro' the earth and the skies.
C HO. --Shout the glad tidings, etc.




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HARK! THE HERALD-ANGELS SING.

C. W ESLEY.

M ENDELSSOHN.

1. Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angel-host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!
With the angel-host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!

2. Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a Virgin's womb,
Vailed in flesh the God-head see;
Hail! th'incarnate Deity!
Pleased as Man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel,
Pleased as Man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.

3. Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings,
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.




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FIRST HYMN.

1 "C HRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day!"
Sons of men, and angels! say;
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens! and, earth! reply.
Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won;
Lo! our Sun's eclipse is o'er;
Lo! he sets in blood no more.

2 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise:
Christ has opened paradise.
Lives again our glorious King!
"Where, O death! is now thy sting?"--
Dying once, he all doth save;--
"Where thy victory, O Grave!"




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GOD OUR REFUGE.

W F. S

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1875.

1. Come now with joy and singing,
Loud hallelujahs ringing,
Our grateful tribute bringing
To our almighty Friend;
Off'ring, with purest pleasure,
To him the heart's full treasure,
Whose love no thought can measure,
Whose praise shall never end.

C HO. -- We sing with exultation,
Lord God of our salvation;
Thou art our sure foundation,
Our Refuge evermore.

2. When to this Refuge flying,
Turn sinners, helpless, dying,
On Christ alone relying,
No harm can reach them there;
When floods of grief are dashing,
And waves of sorrow plashing,
Light to the soul comes flashing--
God's smile through dark despair!

3 In waking or in sleeping,
Bright days, or nights of weeping,
Our souls are in thy keeping
While here we wait below;
In thee alone abiding,
And in thy love confiding,
Safe when thy hand is guiding,
We'll ever onward go. Cho.




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ARISE AND SHINE.

H. B ONAR.

J. J. H OOD. By per.

1. Out of darkness into light
Jesus calls the sons of night;
Out of midnight into day
Jesus bids us come away.

C HORUS.
Arise, arise, arise and shine;
Arise, arise, thy light is come;
Arise and shine, thy light is come,
The glory of the Lord is ris'n upon our gloom.

2 From this world's alluring snares,
From its perils and its cares,
From its vanity and strife,
Jesus beckons us to life. Cho.

3 From the vanities of youth,
Into rest, and love, and truth,
Into joy that never palls,
Jesus in his mercy calls. Cho.




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THE HEAVENS DECLARE HIS GLORY.

C ONDER.

T. R. M ATTHEWS.

1. The heavens declare his glory,
Their Maker's skill the skies:
Each day repeats the story,
And night to night replies.
Their silent proclamation
Throughout the earth is heard;
The record of creation,
The page of nature's word.

2. So pure, so soul-restoring,
Is truth's diviner ray;
A brighter radiance pouring
Than all the pomp of day:
The wanderer surely guiding,
It makes the simple wise;
And evermore abiding,
Unfailing joy supplies.

3. Thy word is richer treasure
Than lurks within the mine;
And daintiest fare less pleasure
Yields than this food divine.
How wise each kind monition!
Led by thy counsels, Lord,
How safe the saints' condition,
How great is their reward!




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FIRST HYMN.

NORTHFIELD. C. M.

1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing,
My great Redeemer's praise;
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace.

2 My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim--
To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of thy name.

3 Jesus--the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
'Tis music in the sinners' ears,
'Tis life and health and peace.

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.




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THANK AND PRAISE JEHOVAH'S NAME.

M ONTGOMERY.

Dr. E LVEY.

1. Thank and praise Jehovah's name;
For his mercies, firm and sure,
From eternity the same,
To eternity endure.
Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
Gathered out of every land,
As the people of his choice,
Plucked from the destroyer's hand.

2. In the wilderness astray,
Hither, thither, while they roam,
Hungry, fainting by the way,
Far from refuge, shelter, home,--
Then unto the Lord, they cry;
He inclines a gracious ear,
Sends deliverance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear.

3.
To a pleasant land he brings,
Where the vine and olive grow,
Where from flowery hills the springs
Through luxuriant valleys flow.
Oh, that men would praise the Lord
For his goodness to their race;
For the wonders of his word,
And the riches of his grace.




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SHOUT FOR JOY!

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1874.

1. Shout for joy! come before the Lord with singing;
Young and old wake the glad refrain;
Praise Jehovah! to him your tribute bringing,
Till the skies echo back the strain.
Praise the Father who loves his children ever--
Chant his goodness in cheerful song;
He, our God, will forsake his people never;
Endless praises to him belong.

2.
Praise the Son, who has brought us free salvation--
Pardon, peace, through his precious blood;
Bringing home, out of every tribe and nation,
Wand'ring souls to the fold of God.
Holy Spirit, our Comforter in sadness,
Kindly Light, leading pilgrims on--
Thee we praise in a grateful hymn of gladness,
With the Father and Holy Son. Shout, &c.




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O DAY OF REST AND GLADNESS.

W ORDSWORTH.

Dr. M ASON.

1. O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light,
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright;
On thee, the high and lowly,
Bending before the throne,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy,
To the great Three in One.

2. Today on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls;
To holy convocations
The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing
With soul-refreshing streams.

3. New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest.
To Holy Ghost be praises,
To Father and to Son;
The Church her voice upraises
To thee, great Three in One.




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WE COME WITH HEARTS OF GLADNESS.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. We come with hearts of gladness,
Our Father and our King!
With brows undimm'd by sadness,
Thy wondrous love to sing;
To crave thy Spirit's blessing
Upon this hallowed hour,
With grateful trust confessing
Thy wisdom and thy power.

2. Oh! fill our hearts, kind Father,
With love from out thine own;
While in thy courts we gather,
As followers of thy Son!
And on our plans and labor,
The lambs of Christ to bless,
O God! look down with favor,
And crown them with success.

3.
Oh! wilt thou speed the dawning
Of that eternal day,
When earth and heav'n combining,
Shall own thy righteous sway:
When every tongue shall bless thee,
And every heart shall own
That Kingdom, Power and Glory,
Belong to thee alone!




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SAVIOUR, BLESSED SAVIOUR.

Rev. G. T HWING.

E. B ARKER.

1. Saviour, blessed Saviour,
Listen whilst we sing,
Hearts and voices raising
Praises to our King.
All we have to offer;
All we hope to be,
Body, soul, and spirit.
All we yield to thee.

2. Nearer, ever nearer,
Christ, we draw to thee,
Deep in adoration
Bending low the knee:
Thou for our redemption
Cam'st on earth to die;
Thou, that we might follow,
Hast gone up on high.

3. Great and ever greater
Are thy mercies here,
True, and everlasting
Are the glories there,
Where no pain, or sorrow,
Toil, or care is known,
Where the angel-legions
Circle round thy throne.

4 Brighter still and brighter
Glows the western sun,
Shedding all its gladness
O'er our work that's done;
Time will soon be over,
Toil and sorrow past,
May we, blessed Saviour,
Find a rest at last.

5 Onward, ever onward,
Journeying o'er the road
Worn by saints before us,
Journeying on to God:
Leaving all behind us,
May we hasten on,
Backward never looking
Till the prize is won.

6 Bliss, all bliss excelling,
When the ransomed soul
Earthly toils forgetting
Finds its promised goal;
Where in joys unheard of
Saints with angels sing,
Never weary raising
Praises to their King.




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FIRST HYMN.

SABBATH. 7, 6, 6.

1 Safely through another week
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day:
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Thro' 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 Here we come, thy name to praise;
Let us feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear;
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.




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THROUGH THE JORDAN!

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop., 1875.

1. Sing aloud a joyful chorus!
Come with rejoicing,
Praising him who guided his people of old:
For the God who led the fathers,
Liveth for ever,
And in tender mercy doth the children behold.

C HORUS.
Through the Jordan, through the Jordan,
We will go when he gives us the word,
In the Jordan, in the Jordan,
We are safe with the Ark of the Lord.

2. When thou passest through the waters,
I will be with thee;
They shall not o'erflow thee nor give thee alarm;
Lo! the Holy One of Israel,
Mighty to save thee,
Guardeth still the loved ones who will lean on his arm.

3. Through the flames, if Jesus calls us,
We'll go with singing,
Wheresoe'er he leadeth we fear not to stand.
Trusting in the blessed promise
"I'm with you always,
Till you reach the mansions of the fair promised land."




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ISRAEL'S SHEPHERD, GUIDE ME.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me,
Through my pilgrimage below,
And beside the waters lead me,
Where thy flock rejoicing go.

2. Lord, thy guardian presence ever,
Meekly kneeling, I implore;
I have found thee, and would never,
Never wander from thee more.




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HOW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING?

F. J. H ARTLY.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth's lamentation,
I catch the sweet though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.
Thro' all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing:
It finds an echo in my soul;
How can I keep from singing!

2. What tho' my joys and comforts die,
The Lord my Saviour liveth;
What tho' the darkness gather round,
Songs in the night he giveth!
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,
How can I keep from singing!

3. I lift my eyes, the cloud grows thin:
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smooths,
Since first I learned to love it.
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine, since I am his;
How can I keep from singing!




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HOLD THE FORT.

From "G OSPEL S ONGS, " by P. P. B LISS.

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. Ho! my comrades, see the signal
Waving in the sky!
Reinforcements now appearing,
Victory is nigh!

C HORUS.
"Hold the fort, for I am coming,"
Jesus signals still;
Wave the answer back to heaven,--
"By thy grace we will!"

2. See the mighty host advancing,
Satan leading on;
Mighty men around us falling,
Courage almost gone.

3. See the glorious banner waving,
Hear the bugle blow!
In our Leader's name we'll triumph
Over every foe.

4. Fierce and long the battle rages,
But our Help is near;
Onward comes our Great Commander,
Cheer, my comrades, cheer!




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THE ROCK BESIDE THE WAY.

C. S. R.

Rev. A. A. G RALEY, by per.

1. We are homeward bound to the land of light and love,
With a journey set for every day;
And the sunshine hot casts a shadow from above,
Underneath the cooling rock beside the way.

C HORUS.
Oh, the blessed shadow where the pilgrims wait and rest,
Laying off each burden that we bear
And we sing our Saviour, who will welcome us at last,
In the home he promised to prepare.

2. There we sometimes meet others going on before;
Pilgrims come every hour a new array
And our hands have clasped, as we told our toils o'er,
Underneath the cooling rock beside the way.

3. So we too pass on, and the end is drawing near,
Weary footsteps suffer no delay:
We assuage each wound, and we banish every fear,
Underneath the cooling rock beside the way.




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FIRST HYMN.

SWEET HOUR. L. M. D.

1 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;
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.




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REJOICE AND BE GLAD.

Rev. H. B ONAR, D. D.

English Melody.

1. Rejoice and be glad! The Redeemer has come!
Go look on his cradle, his cross, and his tomb.

C HORUS.
Sound his praises, tell the story,
Of him who was slain;
Sound his praises, tell with gladness,
He liveth again.

2. Rejoice and be glad! It is sunshine at last!
The clouds have departed, the shadows are past.

3. Rejoice and be glad! For the blood hath been shed;
Redemption is finished, the price hath been paid.

4. Rejoice and be glad! Now the pardon is free!
The just for the unjust has died on the tree.

5. Rejoice and be glad! For the Lamb that was slain,
O'er death is triumphant and liveth again.

6. Rejoice and be glad! For our King is on high,
He pleadeth for us on his throne in the sky.

7. Rejoice and be glad! For he cometh again!
He cometh in glory, the Lamb that was slain.

Cho. for 7 th Verse.
Sound his praises, tell the story,
Of him who was slain;
Sound his praises, tell with gladness,
He cometh again.




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GLORY TO GOD!

C. S. R.

Arr. by T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. "Glory to God! Peace on the earth!
Good will to men!" sang the angels above;
Glory to God! Peace on the earth!
Good will to men!--sound the chorus of love!
Bright dawns the morning, when heaven is so near;
Sweet be our anthem, for Jesus is here;
Come, let us sing--sing of his grace,
Grateful thanksgivings shall utter his praise.

2. Praise ye the Lord! Lift to his name
High hallelujahs from each happy voice;
Strike the loud chord! Praise ye the Lord!
Let every soul in his glory rejoice!
Oh, for a strain such as angels repeat,
When the redeemed cast their crowns at his feet;
"Worthy the Lamb! once he was slain,
Now on his throne he is reigning again!"

3 O Christ of God! risen and crowned!
Come with thy presence, thy Spirit impart!
Come with thy love! come with thy power!
Breathe on our souls, and enrich every heart!
Sad were thy sufferings, shameful thy cross,
Sharing our punishment, bearing our loss;
Now, Lord of all, thee we adore!
Bring we our souls to be thine evermore!




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THE ANGEL'S PROCLAMATION.

F ANNY J. C ROSBY.

T HEO. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1874.

1. Hark! the mighty tones sublime,
Trumpet tongues of olden time--
Breathing on the silent air,
Shouting glory everywhere!
Hark! again their joyful sound
Rings afar, the earth around;
While a vast, adoring throng,
Catch the strain and join the song.

C HORUS.
Unto us a child is given;
Open now the gates of heaven;
Eden lost, to man restored,
Through the birth of Christ the Lord.

2. Mourning captive, cease thy tears;
Lo! the promised day appears,
Through the misty vail of night,
Bursting in a flood of light;
Oh, what wondrous things are done
By the Father, through the Son!
Oh, the smile of pard'ning grace,
Beaming in the Saviour's face!

3. Now with healing in her wings,
Hark! a white robed angel sings:--
"Mortals from the realms above,
I have borne my harp of love;
Hallelujah! sing with me;
Hail our greatest jubilee!
Sing, in purest, sweetest lays,
On this holy day of days."




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HARK! HARK! MY SOUL.

F ABER.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1872.

1. Hark! hark! my soul: Angelic songs are swelling
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore;
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling,
Of that new life when sin shall be no more!

C HORUS.
Angels of Jesus! Angels of light;
Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night.

2. Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;"
And thro' the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home.

3. Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea:
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee.

4. Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping,
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above,
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.




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WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS.

Rev. H. B ONAR, D. D.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Every thing to God in prayer.
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear;--
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.

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 solace there.




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JESUS IS MINE.

Mrs. H. B ONAR.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1858.

1. Fade, fade each earthly joy,
Jesus is mine!
Break every tender tie,
Jesus is mine!
Dark is the wilderness,
Earth hath no resting-place,
Jesus alone can bless,
Jesus is mine!

2. Tempt not my soul away,
Jesus is mine!
Here would I ever stay,
Jesus is mine!
Perishing things of clay,
Born but for one brief day,
Pass from my heart away,
Jesus is mine!

3. Farewell, mortality,
Jesus is mine!
Welcome, eternity,
Jesus is mine!
Welcome, O loved and blest,
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest,
Welcome, my Saviour's breast,
Jesus is mine!




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THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD IS JESUS.

P. P. B LISS, by per.

1. The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin;
The Light of the world is Jesus.
Like sunshine at noonday his glory shone in,
The Light of the world is Jesus.

C HORUS.
Come to the Light, 'tis shining for thee;
Sweetly the Light has dawned upon me;
Once I was blind, but now I can see:
The Light of the world is Jesus.

2. No darkness have we who in Jesus abide,
The Light of the world is Jesus,
We walk in the Light when we follow our guide,
The Light of the world is Jesus.

3. No need of the sunlight in heaven, we're told,
The Light of the world is Jesus.
The Lamb is the light in the City of Gold,
The Light of the world is Jesus.




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I AM TRUSTING, LORD, IN THEE.

Rev. W M. M C D ONALD.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. I am coming to the cross;
I am poor and weak and blind;
I am counting all but dross;
I shall full salvation find.

C HO. -- I am trusting, Lord, in thee,
Dear Lamb of Calvary;
Humbly at thy cross I bow,
Save me, Jesus, save me now.

2 Long my heart has sighed for thee;
Long has evil reigned within;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me.
I will cleanse you from all sin. Cho.

3 In thy promises I trust;
Now I feel the blood applied;
I am prostrate in the dust;
I with Christ am crucified. Cho.




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JESUS LOVES A LITTLE CHILD.

W. B ENNETT.

W. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1874.

1. Jesus loves a little child,
Smiling in its infant glee,--
Says of such in accents mild,
"Let them come to me;"
Let them come, forbid them not;
They will sing around the throne;
Millions now are singing there,
Millions more may come.

C HORUS.
Jesus loves a little child,
Smiling in its infant glee,--
Says of such, in accents mild,
"Let them come to me."

2. In the blessed Sunday-school,
They are taught to fear the Lord;
Here they find his holy way,
Learn to love his word;
Arm'd with this they may go forth,--
Triumph over every foe,--
Spreading joy o'er all the earth,
Soothing human woe.

3. When life's toilsome work is done,
When the stormy strife is o'er--
Then around his shining throne,
On the blissful shore,
Shall his happy children meet,
Sing and shout, their sufferings o'er,--
Cast their crownsat Jesus' feet,
Praise him evermore.




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MY SHEPHERD.

Miss T HALHEIMER.

C RAMER.

1. Thou art my Shepherd,
Caring in every need,
Thy little lamb to feed,
Trusting thee still;
In the green pastures low,
Where living waters flow,
Safe by thy side I go,
Fearing no ill.

2. Or if my way lie
Where death o'erhanging nigh,
My soul would terrify
With sudden chill,--
Yet I am not afraid;
While softly on my head
Thy tender hand is laid,
I fear no ill!




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LOVE OF JESUS.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1870.

1. There is no love like the love of Jesus,
Never to fade or fall,
Till into the fold of the peace of God,
He has gathered us all.

C HORUS.
Jesus' love, precious love,
Boundless and pure and free;
Oh, turn to that love, weary wand'ring soul,
Jesus pleadeth for thee.

2 There is no heart like the heart of Jesus,
Filled with a tender love;
No throb nor throe that our hearts can know,
But he feels it above. Cho.

3 Oh, let us hark to the voice of Jesus;
Oh, may we never roam,
Till safe we rest on his loving breast,
In the dear heavenly home. Cho.




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SING FOR JESUS.

J. E. G OULD, by per.

S EMI -C HORUS.
1. Oh, may I while I live on earth,
C HORUS.
Sing for Jesus, sing for Jesus;
S EMI -C HORUS.
Praise him with my heart and breath,
C HORUS.
Sing to his dear name.
D UET.
For have I not great cause for praise,
To him who crowns my youthful days,
And leads me through the pleasant ways,
To sing of his dear name.

2. And may I while I live below,
Speak of Jesus, speak of Jesus;
Never tire of his dear name,
Tire of his dear name.
Oh! how much he has done for me,
He hung on Calv'ry's cursed tree;
That I might evermore be free,
To speak for his dear name.

3. Then let me while my life remains,
Live for Jesus, live for Jesus;
Count it honor, though I oft
Suffer for his name.
But when at last my life shall be,
With him throughout eternity;
Oh! then how sweet it there will be,
To ever live for him.




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LOOKING UNTO JESUS.

J AMES N ICHOLSON.

WM. G. F ISCHER. by per.

1. Looking unto Jesus, for sustaining grace,
That I may with "patience," run the heavenly race;
Looking unto Jesus, when I'm weak or strong,
Looking unto Jesus, I am helped along.

C HORUS.
Looking unto Jesus, looking every day,
I have proved that Jesus is the life, the truth, the way;
Looking unto Jesus, I can never fall,
Jesus is my Saviour, and my all in all.




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2 Looking unto Jesus, I can always see
Jesus with approving smile looking down on me;
Looking unto Jesus, I can run straight on,
Looking unto Jesus, all my fears are gone. Cho.

3 Looking unto Jesus, oh, delightful sight,
Jesus turns my darkness into heavenly light;
Looking unto Jesus, through the stormy skies,
Jesus gilds with glory all the clouds that rise. Cho.

4 Looking unto Jesus, till the hour shall come,
When he sends his angels down to take me home;
Looking unto Jesus, till his face I see,
In his unvailed glory, through eternity. Cho.




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I NEED THEE, PRECIOUS JESUS.

W HITFIELD.

Arr. T. E. P ERKINS.

1. I need thee, precious Jesus,
For I am very poor;
A stranger and a pilgrim,
I have no earthly store:
I need the love of Jesus
To cheer me on my way,
To guide my doubting footsteps,
To be my strength stay.

2. I need thee, precious Jesus,
I need a friend like thee,
A friend to soothe and pity,
A friend to care for me:
I need the heart of Jesus
To feel each anxious care,
To tell my every trial,
And all my sorrows share.

3. I need thee, precious Jesus,
I need thee, day by day,
To fill me with thy fullness,
To lead me on my way;
I need thy Holy Spirit
To teach me what I am,
To show me more of Jesus,
And point me to the Lamb.




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JESUS IS MIGHTY TO SAVE.

Mrs. A NNIE W ITTENMYER.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. All glory to Jesus be given,
That life and salvation are free;
And all may be wash'd and forgiven,
And Jesus can save even me.

C HORUS.
Yes, Jesus is mighty to save,
And all his salvation may know,
On his bosom I lean,
And his blood makes me clean,
For his blood can wash whiter than snow.

2. From the darkness and sin and despair,
Out into the light of his love,
He has brought me and made me an heir,
To kingdoms and mansions above.

3. Oh, the rapturous heights of his love,
The measureless depths of his grace,
My soul all his fullness would prove,
And live in his loving embrace.

4. In him all my wants are supplied,
His love makes my heaven below,
And freely his blood is applied,
His blood that makes whiter than snow.




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THE VALLEY OF BLESSING.

Mrs. A NNIE W ITTENMYER.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet,
And Jesus abides with me there;
And his Spirit and blood make my cleansing complete,
And his perfect love casteth out fear.

C HORUS.
Oh, come to this valley of blessing so sweet,
Where Jesus will fullness bestow,--
Oh, believe, and receive, and confess him,
That all his salvation may know.




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2 There is peace in the valley of blessing so sweet,
And plenty the land doth impart;
There is rest for the weary-worn traveler's feet,
And joy for the sorrowing heart. Cho.

3 There is love in the valley of blessing so sweet,
Such as none but the blood-washed may feel;
When heaven comes down redeemed spirits to greet,
And Christ sets his covenant seal. Cho.

4 There's a song in the valley of blessing, so sweet
That angels would fain join the strain--
As, with rapturous praises, we bow at his feet,
Crying, "Worthy the Lamb that was slain." Cho.




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OH, HOW HE LOVES!

Miss M. N UNN.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1860.

S EMI -C HORUS.
1. One there is above all others,--
C HORUS.
Oh, how he loves!
S EMI -C HORUS.
His is love beyond a brother's--
C HORUS.
Oh, how he loves!
Earthly friends may fail or leave us,
One day soothe, the next day grieve us,
But this Friend will ne'er deceive us--
Oh, how he loves!

2. 'Tis eternal life to know him--
Oh, how he loves!
Think, oh, think how much we owe him--
Oh, how he loves!
With his precious blood he bought us,
In the wilderness he sought us--
To his fold he safely brought us--
Oh, how he loves!

3. Blessed Jesus! would you know him,
Oh, how he loves!
Give yourselves entirely to him,
Oh, how he loves!
Think no longer of the morrow,
From the past new courage borrow,
Jesus carries all your sorrow,
Oh, how he loves!

4.
All your sins shall be forgiven,
Oh, how he loves!
Backward shall your foes be driven,
Oh, how he loves!
Best of blessings he'll provide you,
Naught but good shall e'er betide you,
Safe to glory he will guide you,
Oh, how he loves!




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MORE LOVE TO THEE.

Mrs. P RENTISS.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875

1. More love to thee, O Christ!
More love to thee!
Hear thou the prayer I make,
On bended knee;
This is my earnest plea,--
More love, O Christ! to thee,
More love, 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, 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, O Christ! to thee,
More love to thee!




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FIRST HYMN.

PRECIOUS NAME.

1 There is no name so sweet on earth,
No name so sweet in heaven,
The name, before his wondrous birth,
To Christ, the Saviour given.

REFRAIN.
We love to sing around our King,
And hail him blessed Jesus:
For there's no word ear ever ever heard,
So dear, so sweet as Jesus.

2 His human name they did proclaim,
When Abram's son they sealed him,
The name that still, by God's good will,
Deliverer revealed him.

3 And when he hung upon the tree,
They wrote this name above him,
That all might see the reason we
For evermore must love him.

4 So now upon his Father's throne,
Almighty to release us
From sin and pains, he gladly reigns,
The Prince and Saviour Jesus.




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SAVIOUR, KEEP ME.

G. S. W.

G EO. S. W EEKS. Cop. 1875.

1. Saviour, keep me ever near thee,
From thee may I never stray,
Guide my wand'ring footsteps ever
In the path to heav'nly day,
Oft my falt'ring feet do wander
In forbidden ways of sin,
Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead me
To thy pastures back again.

2. When 'mid doubts and dark temptations
From thee oft my spirit strays,
Be my strength, my firm foundation,
Be my hope, my joy, my praise;
And when sorrow's clouds shall hover
Dark and gloomy round my soul,
Be thou near and stay the tempest,
Let no surging billows roll.

3. Thro' death's dark and gloomy valley,
When all human aid must flee,
Let thy presence and thy power
Be a light and strength to me.
Thou, my hope, my joy, my comfort,
Ever trusting thee I'll praise,
And my life in sweetest numbers
Still shall flow thro' endless days.




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JESUS SAVES ME NOW.

T. B. S TEPHENSON.

G EORGE S. W EEKS. Cop. 1875.

1. This is the glorious Gospel word--
Our God his heavens doth bow,
And cry to each believing heart,
Jesus saves thee now!

CHORUS.
Jesus saves thee now,
Jesus saves thee now,
Jesus saves thee, yes, he saves thee,
Jesus saves thee now!

2. God speaks who cannot lie; why then
One doubt should I allow?
I doubt him not, but take his word--
Jesus saves me now!

Jesus saves me now, &c.

3. I trust not self 'twould throw me back
Into Despond's deep slough;
From self I look to Christ, and find
Jesus saves me now!

4. Temptations hard upon me press,
No strength is mine, I know;
Yet more than conqueror am I,
Jesus saves me now!

5. Whate'er my future may require,
His grace will sure allow;
I live a moment at a time,
Jesus saves me now!

6 Why doubt him? he who died now lives;
The crown is on his brow;
The Son of Man hath power on earth,
Jesus saves me now! Cho.

7 And when within the pearly gates,
I at his feet shall bow,
The heaven of heaven itself will be--
Jesus saves me now! Cho.




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THE WATCHWORD--LOOKING TO JESUS.

H. K INGSBURY. Cop. 1875.

1. Looking to Jesus! this my watchword be,
At every footstep of my Christian race;
Fountain of every good! I look to thee,
And trust for every help, for every grace.

C HORUS.
Looking to Jesus!
Looking to Jesus!
Looking to Jesus for every help and grace!

2. Looking to Jesus, I attain to peace,
Looking to Jesus, I advance in strength;
Looking to Jesus, faith and love increase,
And hope grows stronger all my journey's length.

3. Looking to Jesus, I can scarce perceive
The toils and dangers of my earthly way;
There may I ever look, till I receive
His welcome where his presence makes the day.




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THE HEAVENLY VISITOR.

A SA H ULL, by per.

1. In the silent midnight watches,
List! thy bosom door!
How it knocketh, knocketh, knocketh,
Knocketh evermore.
Say not, 'tis thy pulses beating,
'Tis thy heart of sin;
'Tis the Spirit's voice entreating
Thee to let the Saviour in.

C HORUS.
Let him in,
Let him in,
'Tis the Holy Spirit knocketh,--
Rise, and let the Saviour in.




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2 Death comes down with ruthless footstep,
To the hall and hut--
Think you death will stand there knocking,
When thy door is shut?
Jesus waiteth, waiteth, waiteth,
But thy door is fast;
Grieved, away the Saviour turneth,
Death breaks in the door at last.
Let him in, &c.

3 Then 'tis time to stand, entreating
Christ to let thee in;
At the gate of heaven beating,
Wailing for thy sin.
Nay, alas! thou foolish creature,
Can it be forgot?
Jesus waited long to know thee,
But he then will know thee not.
Let him in, &c.




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JESUS, MY LORD.

J. G. D ECK.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Jesus, thy name I love,
Jesus, my Lord!
All other names above,
Jesus, my Lord!
Oh, thou art all to me!
Nothing to please I see,
Nothing apart from thee,
Jesus, my Lord!

2. Thou, blessed Son of God,
Jesus, my Lord!
Hast bought me with thy blood,
Jesus, my Lord!
Oh, how great is thy love,
All other loves above,
Love that I daily prove,
Jesus, my Lord!

3. When unto thee I flee,
Jesus, my Lord!
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!

4. Soon thou wilt come again!
Jesus, my Lord!
I shall be happy then,
Jesus, my Lord!
Then thine own face I'll see,
Then I shall like thee be,
Then evermore with thee,
Jesus, my Lord!




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AND CAN IT BE?

W ESLEY.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1 And can it be that I should gain
An int'rest in the Saviour's blood?
Died he for me, who caused his pain?
For me, who him to death pursued?
Amazing love! how can it be
that [sic] thou, my Lord, should'st die for me?
Amazing love! how can it be
That thou, my Lord, should'st die for me?

2 'Tis mystery all, th'Immortal dies!
Who can explore his strange design?
In vain the first born seraph tries
To sound the depth of love divine;
'Tis mercy all! let earth adore:
Let angel minds inquire no more.

3 He left his Father's throne above;
(So free, so infinite his grace!)
Emptied himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race;
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For, O my God, it found out me!

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay
Fast bound in sin and nature's night:
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,
I woke: the dungeon flamed with light;
My chain fell off, my heart was free--
I rose, went forth, and followed thee.

5 No condemnation now I tread;
Jesus, with all in him, is mine;
Alive in him my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th'eternal throne
And claim the crown through Christ my own.




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CLINGING TO THE CROSS.

Rev. G. C. W ELLS, by per.

1. When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

C HORUS.
The cross, the cross, the precious cross,
The wondrous cross of Jesus;
From all our sin, its guilt and power,
And ev'ry stain it frees us.
Then I'm clinging, clinging, clinging,
Oh, I'm clinging to the cross:
Yes, I'm clinging, clinging, clinging, clinging to the cross.

2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

3. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.




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ONLY ONE WAY.

Rev. J. P ARKER.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. There is only one way to the cross,
One cross to which sinners may cling;
No other can save you from loss,
This only salvation can bring.

R EFRAIN.
Then counting but loss,
The world and its dross,
Believing on Jesus,
Come kneel at the cross.

2. There is only one name under heaven,
By which you may ever attain
A hope to be heard and forgiven,
And brought to salvation again.

3. There is only one kingdom to win,
One home with the blood-washed above;
He'll help thee who died for thy sin;
Oh, fear not, but trust in his love.




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THERE IS A FOUNTAIN.

W M. C OWPER.

W ESTERN M ELODY.

1. There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.

2. The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away,
Wash all my sins away,
Wash all my sins away;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

3.
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.

4.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing thy power to save,
When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.




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FIRST HYMN.

AZMON. C. M.

1 Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found--
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.




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THE MAN OF SORROWS.

A. T. P.

Rev. A. T. P IERSON, D. D. Cop. 1875

1. When to those who sin and suffer,
Jesus came to bring relief,
Lo! he was despised, rejected,
Man of sorrows, full of grief.
While we thought him stricken, smitten,
By the hand of God alone,
He was bearing others' burdens,
Sins and sorrows not his own.

C HORUS.
Hallelujah! Swell the chorus,
Praising him, the Crucified;
Oh, believe him, Oh, receive him,
Who for sinners bled and died!

2. He, for our transgressions wounded,
Bruised for our iniquity,
By his chastisement, procured us
Peace and pardon full and free.
We like wayward sheep had wandered
From our Father's fold astray;
Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him,
And on him our sins to lay.

3. He was led a lamb to slaughter,
By his stripes we all are healed;
In his blood our souls find cleansing,
By his death to glory sealed.
Break, my heart, with godly sorrow,
That thy sins such ruin brought;
Break, my heart, with holy rapture,
That his grace thy rescue wrought.




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NOT ALL THE BLOOD OF BEASTS.

W ATTS.

Rev. J. H. S TOCKTON, by per.

1. Not all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.

C HORUS.
Oh, the blood, the precious blood!
That Jesus shed for me,
Upon the cross, in crimson flood,
Just now by faith I see.

2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away--
A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.

3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.

4 My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.




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WONDROUS LOVE.

Mrs. M. S TOCKTON.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. God loved the world of sinners lost,
And ruined by the fall;
Salvation full, at highest cost,
He offers free to all.

C HORUS.
Oh, 'twas love, 'twas wondrous love!
The love of God to me;
It brought my Saviour from above,
To die on Calvary.

2. Ev'n now by faith I claim him mine,
The risen Son of God;
Redemption by his death I find,
And cleansing thro' the blood.

3. Love brings the glorious fullness in,
And to his saints makes known
The blessed rest from inbred sin,
Thro' faith in Christ alone.

4 Believing souls, rejoicing go;
There shall to you be given
A glorious foretaste, here below,
Of endless life in heaven. Cho.

5 Of victory now o'er Satan's power
Let all the ransomed sing,
And triumph in the dying hour
Thro' Christ the Lord our King. Cho.




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WASHED IN THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.

J. H. S., by per.

Rev. J. H. S TOCKTON.

1. There is a fountain, deep and wide,
Where flows the crimson flood,
Once opened in my Saviour's side,
And filled with hallowed blood.

C HORUS.
Washed in the blood of the Lamb,
Whiter than snow I shall be;
Washed in the blood of the Lamb,
Who died on Calvary.

2. How can I rest, my gracious Lord,
Till I am pure within?
Oh, purify me through thy blood,
From all my inbred sin.

3. With welcome kind thou dost receive
My consecrated soul;
While I in thee my Lord believe,
Thy blood doth make me whole.

4. Oh, how shall I the Saviour praise
Who shed his blood for me!
In loudest strains my voice I'll raise,
And shout the victory.




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THERE IS LIFE IN A LOOK.

Rev. J. P ARKER.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. There is life in a look at the crucified One,
And joy to the spirit within;
There is pardon for thee,
Sinner, come and be free,
For his blood giveth cleansing from sin.

R EFRAIN.
Oh, trust in his own precious blood,
Who gives us acceptance with God;
He has pardoned my sin,
He renews me within,
I love him and trust in his word.

2. There is peace in a look at the crucified One,
He bore all my burden and shame;
I have nothing to bring,
To his mercy I cling,
I am trusting alone in his name.

3. There is rest in a look at the crucified One,
When weary I fly to his care;
He invites me to come,
In his love there is room,
And I'm welcome his mercy to share.

4. There is hope in a look at the crucified One,
A hope that a mansion is mine,
Where the saints robed in white,
In the City of Light,
Through faith in the Crucified shine.




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BEHOLD THE LAMB OF GOD.

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1875.

1. Behold the Lamb of God,
The sacrifice for sin!
The fountain of his precious blood
Can make the vilest clean.

R EFRAIN.
We would follow, follow the Lamb,
Whithersoever he goeth;
Now our load of guilt remove,
O thou L AMB OF G OD !

2. Behold the Lamb of God!
The Lamb for sinners slain.
For thee, my soul, for thee he bled,
And died, and rose again.

3. Behold the Lamb of God!
The gift of matchless love!
Seek full redemption through his blood,
And share his joy above.




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THE NINETY AND NINE.

E LIZABETH C. C LEPHANE.

I RA D. S ANKEY, by per.

1. There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold,
But one was out on the hills away,
Far off from the gates of gold--
Away on the mountains wild and bare,
Away from the tender Shepherd's care,
Away from the tender Shepherd's care.

2. "Lord thou hast here thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for thee?"
But the Shepherd made answer: "This of mine
Has wandered away from me;
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go to the desert to find my sheep,
I go to the desert to find my sheep."

3. But none of the ransomed ever knew
How deep were the waters crossed;
Nor how dark was the night that the Lord passed thro',
Ere he found his sheep that was lost;
Out in the desert he heard its cry--
'Twas helpless and sick, and ready to die,
'Twas helpless and sick, and ready to die.

4. And all thro' the mountains, thunder-riven,
And up from the rocky steep,
There rose a cry to the gate of heaven,
"Rejoice! I have found my sheep!"
And the angels echoed around the throne,
"Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own,
Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own."




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O JESUS, THOU ART STANDING.

W. W. H OW.

H. K INGSBURY. Cop. 1875.

1. O Jesus, thou art standing
Outside the fast-closed door,
In lowly patience waiting
To pass the threshold o'er:
We bear the name of Christians,
His name and sign we bear:
Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us!
To keep him standing there.

2. O Jesus, thou art knocking:
And lo! that hand is scarred,
And thorns thy brow encircle,
And tears thy face have marred:
Oh, love that passeth knowledge,
So patiently to wait!
Oh, sin that hath no equal,
So fast to bar the gate!

3. O Jesus, thou art pleading
In accents meek and low,
"I died for you, my children,
And will ye treat me so?"
O Lord, with shame and sorrow
We open now the door:
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us nevermore!




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LOVE TO TELL THE STORY.

Miss H ANKEY.

WM. G. F ISCHER, by per.

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 it's true;
It satisfies my longings,
As nothing else can do.

C HORUS.
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.

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.

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!-- Cho.




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FIRST HYMN.

AN OPEN DOOR.

1 The mistakes of my life are many,
The sins of my heart are more,
And I scarce can see for weeping;
But I knock at the open door.

CHORUS.
I know I am weak and sinful,
It comes to me more and more;
But when the dear Saviour shall bid me come in,
I'll enter that open door.

2 I am lowest of those who love him,
I am weakest of those who pray:
But I come, as he has bidden,
And he will not say me nay. Cho.

3 My mistakes his free grace will cover,
My sins he will wash away,
And the feet that shrink and falter,
Shall walk thro' the gate of day. Cho.

4 The mistakes of my life are many,
And my spirit is sick with sin,
And I scarce can see for weeping,--
But the Saviour will let me in. Cho.




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CLOSE TO THEE.

F ANNY J. C ROSBY.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. Thou my everlasting portion,
More than friend or life to me,
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with thee.

R EFRAIN.
Close to thee, close to thee,
Close to thee, close to thee;
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with thee.

2. Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
Nor for fame my prayer shall be;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with thee.

Close to thee, close to thee,
Close to thee, close to thee;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with thee.

3. Lead me through the vale of shadows,
Bear me o'er life's fitful sea:
Then the gate of life eternal,
May I enter, Lord, with thee.

Close to thee, close to thee,
Close to thee, close to thee;
Then the gate of life eternal,
May I enter, Lord, with thee.




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THE MASTER'S CALL.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1869.

1. The Master is come, and calleth for thee,
He stands at the door of thy heart,
No friend so forgiving, so gentle as he,
Oh, say, wilt thou let him depart?

R EFRAIN.
Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading,
Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart,
Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading,
Jesus, thy Saviour, knocks at thy heart.

2. The Master has come with blessings for thee,
Arise, and his message receive;
Thy ransom is purchased, thy pardon is free,
If thou wilt repent and believe.

3 The Master is come, and calleth thee now,
This moment what joy may be thine;
How tender the smile that illumines his brow,
A pledge of his favor divine. Cho.

4 He waits for thee still, then haste with delight,
Oh, fly to the arms of his love,
Press on to that beautiful mansion of light,
Prepared in his kingdom above. Cho.




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I AM COMING, LORD.

Rev. L. H ARTSOUGH.

H ARTSOUGH, by per.

1. I hear thy welcome voice,
That calls me, Lord, to thee;
For cleansing in thy precious blood,
That flowed on Calvary.

C HORUS.
I am coming, Lord!
Coming now to thee!
Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood
That flowed on Calvary!

2. Tho' coming weak and vile,
Thou dost my strength assure;
Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all, and pure.

3. 'Tis Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust,
For earth and heaven above.

4 And he the witness gives
To loyal hearts and free,
That every promise is fulfilled,
If faith but brings the plea. Cho.

5 All hail! atoning blood!
All hail! redeeming grace!
All hail! the gift of Christ, our Lord.
Our Strength and Righteousness. Cho.




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TAKE ME, O MY FATHER!

R AY P ALMER.

B EETHOVEN.

1. Take me, O my Father, take me!
Take me, save me, thro' thy Son;
That which thou wouldst have me, make me,
Let thy will in me be done.
Long from thee my footsteps straying,
Thorny proved the way I trod;
Weary come I now, and praying--
Take me to thy love, my God!

2. Fruitless years with grief recalling,
Humbly I confess my sin;
At thy feet, O Father, falling,
To thy house-hold take me in.
Freely now to thee I proffer
This relenting heart of mine;
Freely life and soul I offer--
Gift unworthy love like thine.

3. Once the world's Redeemer dying,
Bare our sins upon the tree;
On that sacrifice relying,
Now I look in hope to thee;
Father, take me! all forgiving
Fold me to thy loving breast;
In thy love for ever living,
I must be for ever blest.




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COME, OH, COME WITH THY BROKEN HEART.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Come, oh, come with thy broken heart,
Weary and worn with care;
Come and kneel at the open door,
Jesus is waiting there:
Waiting to heal thy wounded soul,
Waiting to give thee rest;
Why wilt thou walk where shadows fall?
Come to his loving breast.

Come, oh, come with thy broken heart
Weary and worn with care;
Come and kneel at the open door,
Jesus is waiting there.

2. Firmly cling to the blessed cross,
There shall thy refuge be;
Wash thee now in the crimson fount,
Flowing so pure for thee:
List to the gentle warning voice,
List to the earnest call,
Leave at the cross thy burden now,
Jesus will bear it all.

3.
Come and taste of the precious feast,
Feast of eternal love;
Think of joys that forever bloom,
Bright in the life above:
Come with a trusting heart to God,
Come and be saved by grace;
Come, for he loves to clasp thee now,
Close in his dear embrace. Cho.




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WHITER THAN SNOW.

J AMES N ICHOLSON.

W M. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole;
I want thee forever to live in my soul;
Break down every idol, cast out every foe;
Now, wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

C HORUS.
Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow;
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

2. Dear Jesus, come down from thy throne in the skies,
And help me to make a complete sacrifice;
I give up myself, and whatever I know--
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

3. Dear Jesus, for this, I most humbly entreat;
I wait, blessed Lord, sitting low at thy feet.
By faith, for my cleansing, I see the blood flow--
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.




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WHOSOEVER WILL.

From "G OSPEL S ONGS, " by P. P. B LISS.

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. "Whosoever heareth," shout, shout the sound!
Send the blessed tidings all the world around;
Spread the joyful news wherever man is found:
"Whosoever will, may come."

C HORUS.
"Whosoever will, whosoever will,"
Send the proclamation over vale and hill;
'Tis a loving Father calls the wand'rer home:
"Whosoever will, may come."

2 Whosoever cometh, need not delay,
Now the door is open, enter while you may,
Jesus is the true, the only living way:
"Whosoever will, may come." Cho.

3 "Whosoever will," the promise secure;
"Whosoever will," for ever must endure;
"Whosoever will," 'tis life for evermore:
"Whosoever will, may come." Cho.




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PASS ME NOT.

J. W. S.

J. W. S UFFERN, by per.

1. Pass me not, O loving Saviour,
When I call to thee;
As for mercy I am pleading,
Mercy grant to me.
Pass me not, O gentle Saviour,
Thou of all most kind;
Save me from the great temptations
That allure the mind.

R EFRAIN.
Hear me, hear me,
Jesus, Saviour dear;
Hear me as I plead for mercy;
Oh, be ever near.

2. Pass me not, O gracious Saviour;
Low I bend to thee!
And for mercy now am calling,
Saviour, pardon me.
Pass me not, O tender Saviour;
Hear my earnest cry;
Help me, or I perish striving;
Do not pass me by.




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ENTREAT ME NOT TO LEAVE THEE.

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1875.

1. Entreat me not to leave thee,
O pilgrim, on thy way
Thro' earthly storms and perils,
To realms of endless day:
The world with empty pleasures
No more can satisfy;
Where'er the Lord may lead thee,
With thee I'll live and die.

R EFRAIN.
Entreat me not to leave thee,
Entreat me not to leave thee,
Entreat me not to leave thee,
With thee I'll live and die!

2. Entreat me not to leave thee,
For I would fain abide
With those whom God has chosen,
The faithful and the tried:
My soul goes forth with longing,
Turn not from me away;
Thine own shall be my people,
Thy God shall be my stay.

3 Forget me not, nor leave me,
O God! for I would rest
Within the arms of Jesus,
And on his loving breast:
With him to go rejoicing
Through conflict, toil, and strife;
To walk the vale of shadows,
And enter into life! Ref.




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THINE FOREVER.

M. F. M AUDE.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Hear us from thy throne above,
Thine forever--ever--God of love!
Here and in eternity,
Thine forever--ever--may we be.

R EFRAIN.
Show the way! Show the way!
Guide us to the realms of day,
Shield us thro' the earthly strife,
Thine forever--ever--Lord of life!

2. They who find in thee, their rest,
Thine forever--ever--oh, how blest!
Oh, defend us to the end,
Guardian Saviour--Saviour--heavenly Friend!

3. Let us all thy goodness share,
Sheltered only--only--in thy care;
These thy frail and trembling sheep,
Thine forever--ever--Saviour, keep!




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JESUS OF NAZARETH PASSETH BY.

Miss E. C AMPBELL.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1866.

1. What means this eager, anxious throng,
Which moves with busy haste along--
These wondrous gatherings day by day?
What means this strange commotion, say?
In accents hushed the throng reply:
"Jesus of Nazareth passeth by;"
In accents hushed the throng reply:
"Jesus of Nazareth 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;"
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 hearts, where'er he came,
Brought out their sick, and deaf, and lame.
Blind men rejoiced to hear the cry:
"Jesus of Nazareth 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.
Shall 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, there's a refuge nigh:
"Jesus of Nazareth passeth by."

6 But if you still this call refuse,
And all his wondrous love abuse,
Soon will he sadly from you turn.
Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn.
"Too late! too late!" will be the cry--
"Jesus of Nazareth has passed by. "




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O JESUS, WE ADORE THEE.

J. W ESLEY.

H ASLAM, arr.

1. O Jesus, we adore thee,
Upon the cross, our King;
We bow our hearts before thee;
Thy gracious Name we sing;
That Name hath brought salvation,
That Name, in life our stay;
Our peace, our consolation
When life shall fade away.

2. Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned thee;
And nailed thee to the tree;
Our pride, O Lord, disdained thee;
Yet deign our hope to be.
O glorious King, we bless thee,
No longer pass thee by;
O Jesus, we confess thee,
Our Lord enthroned on high.

3. Thy wounds, thy grief beholding,
With thee, O Lord, we grieve.
Thee in our hearts enfolding,
Our hearts thy wounds receive:
Lord, grant to us remission;
Life through thy death restore;
Yea, grant us the fruition
Of life for evermore.




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I'M KNEELING AT THE DOOR.

Mrs. L YDIA C. B AXTER.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1. I'm kneeling, Lord, at mercy's gate,
With trembling hope and fear;
I've waited long, and still I wait
Thy gracious word to hear.
Thy precious word has bid me seek
The joys thou hast in store;
O Lord, in mercy speak to me,
I'm kneeling at the door,
I'm kneeling at the door,
Kneeling at the door,
O Lord, in mercy speak to me,
I'm kneeling at the door.

2. None ever empty turned away,
Who truly sought thy face:
And I, my Saviour, come today,
To seek thy pardoning grace.
Thy precious blood is all my plea:
This can my soul restore;
O Lord, in mercy speak to me,
I'm kneeling at the door,
I'm kneeling at the door,
Kneeling at the door,
O Lord, in mercy speak to me,
I'm kneeling at the door.




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EVEN ME.

C ODNER.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1. Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessings
Thou art scatt'ring full and free;
Show'rs the thirsty land refreshing,
Let some droppings fall on me!--
Even me, Even me!
Let some droppings fall on me.

2. Pass me not, O God, our Father!
Sinful though my heart may be;
Thou might'st leave me, but the rather
Let thy mercy fall on me!--
Even me, Even me!
Let thy mercy fall on me.

3 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour!
Let me live and cling to thee!
For I'm longing for thy favor;
While thou'rt calling, call on me.
Even me, Even me! While thou'rt, &c.

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit!
Thou canst make the blind to see;
Testify of Jesus' merit!
Speak some word of power to me.
Even me, Even me! Speak some word, &c.

5 Love of God--so pure and changeless;
Blood of Christ--so rich, so free;
Grace of God--so strong and boundless,
Magnify it all in me!
Even me, Even me! Magnify, &c.




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FIRST HYMN.

I WILL SING.

1 I will sing for Jesus,
With his blood he bought me;
And all along my pilgrim way
His loving hand has brought me.

CHORUS.
Oh, help me sing for Jesus,
Help me tell the story,
Of him who did redeem us,
The Lord of life and glory.

2 Can there overtake me
Any dark disaster,
While I sing for Jesus,
My blessed, blessed Master?

3 I will sing for Jesus!
His name alone prevailing,
Shall be my sweetest music,
When heart and flesh are failing.




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THE PRINCE OF MY PEACE.

C ALLENE F ISK.

W. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. I stand all bewildered with wonder,
And gaze on the ocean of love;
And over its waves to my spirit,
Comes peace like a heavenly dove.

C HORUS.
The cross now covers my sins;
The past is under the blood;
I am trusting in Jesus in all,
My will is the will of my God.

2. I struggled and wrestled to win it,--
The blessing that setteth me free;
But when I had ceased from my struggles,
His peace Jesus gave unto me.

3. The Prince of my Peace is now passing,
The light of his face is on me;
But listen, beloved, he speaketh:--
"My peace I will give unto thee."




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CALLING NOW.

From "G OSPEL S ONGS, " by P. P. B LISS.

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. This loving Saviour
Stands patiently;
Tho' oft rejected,
Calls again for thee.

R EFRAIN.
Calling now for thee, prodigal,
Calling now for thee;
Thou hast wandered far away,
But he's calling now for thee.

2. Oh, boundless mercy,
Free, free to all!
Stay, child of error,
Heed the tender call.

3. Tho' all unworthy,
Come, now, come home--
Say, while he's waiting,
"Jesus, dear, I come."




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JESUS, VISIT ME!

R. P. D UNN, Tr.

L. T. D OWNES.

1. Jesus, Jesus! visit me;
How my soul longs after thee!
When, my best, my dearest Friend!
Shall our separation end!

2 Lord! my longings never cease;
Without thee I find no peace;
'Tis my constant cry to thee,
Jesus, Jesus! visit me.

3 Thou alone, my gracious Lord!
Art my shield and great reward;
All my hope, my Saviour thou,--
To thy sovereign will I bow.

4 Patiently I wait the day;
For this gift alone I pray,
That, when death shall visit me,
Thou my Light and Life wilt be.




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THE PENITENT.

R. A. S EARLES.

A SA H ULL, by per.

1. My foot is on the threshold,
My hand is on the latch;
My heart is rent with sorrow,
Oh! do not turn me back.
I've come a weary distance,
Long miles of grief and sin;
Come sorely pressed and laden,
Oh! wilt thou let me in?

C HORUS.
Let me in,
Oh! wilt thou let me in?
I've come a weary distance,
Oh! wilt thou let me in?




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2 My hands hang limp and nerveless,
My burden to remove;
My feeble knees are shaking,--
Open, and show thy love.
My eyes are dim with watching
To catch a glimpse within;
My heavy ear is aching
To hear thee say, "Come in."

3 Oh, haste! unlatch, I pray thee!
I trust thy gracious word,
"To him that knocks I'll open!"
Thou true and faithful Lord.
The latch turns on the promise,
The door on hinge of gold;
Oh, wondrous grace and glory!
The half had not been told.




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LET THE SAVIOUR IN.

H. M ILLARD, by per.

1 Lo! he's knocking at every heart,--
Let the Saviour in!
Shall we tell him he must depart?--
Let the Saviour in!
He is waiting beside your door,
He is pleading forevermore!
Your sweet welcome he doth implore,--
Let the Saviour in!

2.
Would ye turn him in grief away?
Let the Saviour in!
Sister, brother, do not delay,--
Let the Saviour in!
He is mighty to save and keep!
He will comfort the eyes that weep!
In his presence how sweet our sleep!--
Let the Saviour in!

3.
Take him fondly unto your breast,--
Let the Saviour in!
He will give to the weary rest,--
Let the Saviour in!
Shall his summons be heard in vain?
Shall we turn him away again?
Ye who linger in doubt and pain,
Let the Saviour in!




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ALAS! AND DID MY SAVIOUR BLEED?

W ATTS.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

C HORUS.
Jesus died for you,
Jesus died for me;
Yes, Jesus died for all mankind,
To make salvation free!

2. Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

3. Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When Christ the great Creator 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. Cho.

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. Cho.




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SITTING AT JESUS' FEET.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
Oh, what words I hear him say!
Happy place! so near, so precious!
May it find me there each day!
Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
I would look upon the past;
For his love has been so gracious,
It has won my heart at last.

2. Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
Where can mortal be more blest?
There I lay my sins and sorrows,
And when weary, find sweet rest;
Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
There I love to weep and pray
While I from his fullness gather
Grace and comfort every day.

3. Bless me, O my Saviour! bless me,
As I sit low at thy feet;
Oh, look down in love upon me;
Let me see thy face so sweet.
Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus,
Make me holy as he is;
May I prove I've been with Jesus,
Who is all my righteousness!




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OVER THE SEA.

Rev. W. W. R AND.

Arr. Rev. H. K INGSBURY, by per.

1. The sea is wildly tossing,
And often clothed with gloom,
On which we're swiftly crossing
To our eternal home.

C HORUS.
Over the sea, over the sea,
Gracious Saviour, pilot me;
Over the sea, over the sea,
Spirit kind, my guardian be;
Over the sea, wherever I roam,
Father above, Oh, bring me home,
Under the bright celestial dome.

2. We've many a foe to conquer,
And many a storm to face,
Ere we in heaven may anchor,
And sing redeeming grace.

3 Though nature in commotion
Defy our power and skill,
Our Jesus rules the ocean,
And bids the winds be still. Cho.

4 Sail on then, comrades, boldly,
And make God's word your chart;
Do every duty nobly,
With joyful, trusting heart. Cho.

5 We'll float the gospel banner,
And guard it with our life,
And shout at last, "Hosanna,"
Victorious in the strife. Cho.




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CLING CLOSE TO THE ROCK.

Rev. A LFRED T AYLOR.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1870.

1. Cling close to the Rock, brother, danger is near;
Cling close to thy Saviour, and doubt not, nor fear;
For Jesus will hold thee, almighty to save,
Thy Jesus, who triumphed o'er death and the grave.

C HORUS.
Cling close to the Rock, tho' the tempest may shock,
Assured of salvation in Jesus the Rock.

2. Cling close to the Rock, brother, closely to-day,
Ere waves of temptation shall sweep thee away;
Cling close to the Rock in the time of thy grief,
For Jesus brings speedy and precious relief.

3. Cling close to the Rock, brother, close to the Rock,
Tho' tempests may rage and tho' billows may shock;
For Jesus the Saviour, thy Refuge, thy Friend,
In mercy hath loved thee, and loves to the end.




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TAKE THY CROSS.

J. P OLLARD.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Brother, take thy cross and bear it,
Dark and heavy though it be;
Jesus his command has given,
Take thy cross, and follow me.

C HORUS.
Take thy cross,
Take thy cross,
Take thy cross whate'er it be;
Take thy cross,
Take thy cross,
Learn to bear it cheerfully.

2. Brother, take thy cross of sorrow;
Bear the heavy weight of pain;
Jesus bent 'neath such a burden,
Why should such as thou complain.

3. Brother, take thy cross and follow
Jesus through the shadows dim;
Thou wilt find thy burden easy,
If thou wilt depend on him.

4. Brother, take thy cross; for Jesus
Gives thee strength its weight to bear;
Trust him in the time of sorrow,
He will hear and answer prayer.




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WEARY NOT, MY BROTHER.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1. Weary not, my brother;
Cheerful be thy song;
Is thy burden heavy,
And the journey long?
Does the weight oppress thee?
Cast it on the Lord;
Run thy race with patience,
Trusting in his word.

C HORUS.
Looking unto Jesus,
He has died for thee;
Receive the great salvation,
For all, so full, so free.

2. Seek and thou shalt find him,
Still in faith believe;
Call and he will hear thee,
Ask him and receive:
In the darkest moment--
In the deepest night,
He will give thee comfort,
He will give thee light.

3. Trials may befall thee,
Thorns beset thy way,
Never mind them, brother,
Only watch and pray;
Through the vale of sorrow
Once the Saviour trod;
Run thy race with patience,
Pressing on to God.

4. Labor on, my brother,
Thou shalt reap at last
Fruits of joy eternal,
When thy work is past;
Crowds of shining angels
View thee from the skies;
Run thy race with patience,
Yonder is the prize.




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FIRST HYMN.

RATHBUN. 8s & 7s.

1 In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me:
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming,
Adds more lustre to the day.




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THINE EYE CAN SEE

Mrs. M. A. K IDDER.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1. Dear Saviour, all I think or do
Thine eye can see;
My many wants, my trials too,
Thine eye can see;
Where'er I dwell it matters not,
My home a palace or a cot,
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see.

C HORUS.
Thine eye can see,
Thine eye can see;
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see.

2. Do clouds obscure my morning sun?
Thine eye can see;
Do friends forsake me one by one?
Thine eye can see;
Have I no home, no resting place?
Still opened are thine arms of grace,
The tear of sorrow on my face
Thine eye can see.

3. When evening shadows o'er me creep,
Thine eye can see;
When on my pillow calm I sleep,
Thine eye can see;
I thank thee for thy watchful care,
How sweet thy tender love to share,
And know that every grief I bear
Thine eye can see.

4 If I will serve thee day by day,
Thine eye can see;
If from thy pleasant paths I stray,
Thine eye can see;
Oh, take my heart, my will subdue,
And may I ever keep in view,
That all I think and all I do
Thine eye can see.




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I CLING TO THEE.

C. E LLIOTT.

F LEMMING.

1. O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen,
Since on thine arm thou bid'st me lean.
Help me throughout life's changing scene,
By faith to cling to thee!

2. What though the world deceitful prove,
And earthly friends and hopes remove;
With patient, uncomplaining love,
Still would I cling to thee!

3 Though oft I seem to tread alone
Life's dreary waste, with thorns o'ergrown,
Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone,
Still whispers "Cling to me!"

4 Though faith and hope are often tried,
I ask not, need not, aught beside;
So safe, so calm, so satisfied,
The soul that clings to thee!




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IT IS BETTER FARTHER ON.

W M. W. B ENTLEY, by per.

1. Hope is singing, singing sweetly,
Softly in an under tone,
Singing as if God had taught it
"It is better farther on,"
Singing as if God had taught it,
"It is better farther on."

R EFRAIN.
It is better farther on,
It is better farther on,
Sweetly whispers Hope,
"It's better farther on,"
Then with Jesus and the blest
We shall ever be at rest,
We shall ever be at rest farther on.

2. Night and day it singeth sweetly,
Singeth while I sit alone;
Singeth so the heart may hear it,
"It is better farther on,"
Singeth so the heart may hear it,
"It is better farther on."

3 Farther on, oh, how much farther?
Count the mile-stones one by one?
No! no counting, only trusting,
"It is better farther on,"
No! no counting, only trusting,
"It is better farther on." Ref.




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JESUS, MY ALL.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

T. E. P ERKINS, arr.

1. Lord, at thy mercy seat,
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Lord, hear my call;
Now let thy work begin
Oh, make me pure within,
Cleanse me from every sin,
Jesus my all.

2 Tears of repentant grief
Silently fall;
Hear thou my unbelief,
Hear thou my call;
Oh, how I pine for thee!
'Tis all my hope, my plea:
Jesus has died for me,
Jesus, my all.

3 Hark! how the words of love
Tenderly fall,
Ere to the realms above,
Heard is my call;
Now every doubt has flown,
Broken my heart of stone,
Lord, I am thine alone,
Jesus, my all.

4 Still at thy mercy-seat
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Heard is my call;
Faith wings my soul to thee,
This all my hope shall be,
Jesus has died for me,
Jesus, my all.




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THE ROCK THAT IS HIGHER.

E. J OHNSON.

W. G. F ISCHER, by per.

1. Oh, sometimes the shadows are deep,
And rough seems the path to the goal,
And sorrows sometimes how they sweep,
Like tempests down over the soul.

C HORUS.
Oh, then, to the Rock let me fly, let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I:
Oh, then to the Rock let me fly, let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I.

2. Oh, sometimes how long seems the day,
And sometimes how weary my feet;
But toiling in life's dusty way,
The Rock's blesed shadow how sweet.

Oh, then, to the Rock let me fly, let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I:
Oh, then to the Rock let me fly, let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I.

3. Oh, near to the Rock let me keep,
If blessings, or sorrows prevail;
Or climbing the mountain way steep,
Or walking the shadowy vale.

Then, quick to the Rock I can fly, I can fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I:
Then, quick to the Rock I can fly, I can fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I.




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WHILE THE DAYS ARE GOING BY.

J. E. G OULD, by per.

1. There are lonely hearts to cherish
While the days are going by;
There are weary souls who perish,
While the days are going by.
If a smile we can renew,
As our journey we pursue,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.

C HORUS.
Up! then, trusty hearts and true,
Though the day comes, night comes too;
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by!

2. There's no time for idle scorning
While the days are going by;
Let our face be like the morning,
While the days are going by.
Oh! the world is full of sighs,
Full of sad and weeping eyes.
Help your fallen brothers rise,
While the days are going by.

3 All the loving links that bind us
While the days are going by,
One by one we leave behind us
While the days are going by;
But the seeds of good we sow,
Both in shade and shine will grow,
And will keep our hearts aglow
While the days are going by. Cho.




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TRUST IN THE LORD.

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1875.

1. It is better to trust in the Lord,
Than to lean on the wavering arm
Of the kings and the princes of earth;
God alone is a refuge from harm.

R EFRAIN.
Trust the Lord,
Oh, trust in the Lord;
Low at his feet let us fall!
Trust the Lord,
Oh, trust in the Lord,
For he is the King over all.

2. It is better to trust in the Lord,
For the word of his promise is sure;
Tho' the way may be rugged and dark,
There are bright crowns for those who endure.

3. It is better to trust in the Lord,
Resting firm in his infinite love;
And with gladness to serve him below.
Till we enter his kingdom above.




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REST, PILGRIM, REST.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest;
Night treads close upon the heels of day,
There is no other resting place this way,
The rock is near,
The well is clear,
Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest!

2. Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest;
Worn by journey are thy weary feet,
Turn now, O Pilgrim, to this calm retreat,
Oh, sweetly rest,
By care oppressed,
Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest!

3. Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest;
They who slumber by the Rock so dear,
Awake rejoicing, for their home is near;
Beneath its shade,
Thy bed is made:
Rest in the shadow of the Rock, O pilgrim,
Rest, pilgrim, rest!




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BATTLING FOR THE LORD.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

S EMI -C HORUS.
1. We've listed in a holy war,
C HORUS.
Battling for the Lord!
S EMI -C HORUS.
Eternal life, our guiding star,
C HORUS.
Battling for the Lord!

F ULL C HORUS.
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 armor bright,
Battling for the Lord!
Our Captain's word our strength and might,
Battling for the Lord!

3. We'll stand like heroes on the field,
Battling for the Lord!
And in his strength we'll never yield,
Battling for the Lord!

4 Though sin and death our way oppose,
Battling for the Lord!
Through grace we'll conquer all our foes,
Battling for the Lord!-- Cho.

5 And when our glorious war is o'er,
Conqu'rors through the Lord!
We'll shout salvation evermore,
Conqu'rors through the Lord!-- Cho.




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FIRST HYMN.

CROSS. C. M.

1 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 How happy are the saints above
Who once went sorrowing here;
But now they taste unmingled love,
And joy without a tear.

3 The consecrated cross I'll bear,
Till death shall set me free,
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there's a crown for me.




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THE MARCH OF LIFE.

W. F. S.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1874.

1. In the march of life, thro' the toil and strife
Of the winding path before us,
We have naught to fear with a Saviour near,
And his banner waving o'er us.
If the tempest rise in the dark'ning skies,
We will yield to no repining;
Tho' the storm roar loud, thro' the rifted cloud
There's a golden sunbeam shining.

C HO. -- In the march of life, &c.

2 In the Christian race if we take our place,
We may run and weary never;
Daily pressing on till the goal be won,
Unto Jesus looking ever.
Casting all our care on the Lord by prayer,
He will keep our feet from falling;
We will sure obtain, nor have run in vain
For the prize of God's high calling.
In the march of life, &c.




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I LEFT IT ALL WITH JESUS.

Miss E LLEN H. W ILLIS.

English.

1. I left it all with Jesus
Long ago;
All my sins I brought him,
And my woe.
When by faith I saw him
On the tree,
Heard his small, still whisper,
''Tis for thee,'
From my heart the burden
Rolled away--
Happy day!
From my heart the burden
Rolled away--
Happy day!

2. I leave it all with Jesus,
For he knows
How to steal the bitter
From life's woes;
How to gild the tear-drop
With his smile,
Make the desert garden
Bloom awhile:
When my weakness leaneth
On his might,
All seems light.
When my weakness leaneth
On his might,
All seems light.

3. I leave it all with Jesus
Day by day;
Faith can firmly trust him
Come what may,
Hope has dropped her anchor,
Found her rest
In the calm, sure haven
Of his breast:
Love esteems it heaven
To abide
At his side.
Love esteems it heaven
To abide
At his side.

4 Oh, leave it all with Jesus,
Drooping soul!
Tell not half thy story,
But the whole.
Worlds on worlds are hanging
On his hand,
Life and death are waiting
His command;
Yet his tender bosom
Makes thee room--Oh, come home!




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JESUS BY THE SEA.

From "T HE P RIZE. "

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. Oh, I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea;
Where the waves were only murm'ring on the strand;
When he sat within the boat on the silver wave afloat
Where he taught the waiting people on the land.
Oh, I love to think of Jesus by the sea;
Oh, I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
And I love the precious Word,
Which he spake to them that heard,
While he taught the waiting people by the sea.




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2 Oh, I love to think of Jesus as he walked upon the sea;
When the waves were rolling fearfully and grand;
How the winds and waves were still, at the bidding of his will,
While he brought his loved disciples safe to land.
Oh, I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
How he walked upon the wave,
His beloved ones to save,
While he brought them safely o'er the stormy sea.

3 Oh, I love to think of Jesus as he walked beside the sea;
Where the fishers spread their nets upon the shore:
How he bade them follow him and forsake the paths of sin,
And to be his true disciples evermore.
Oh, I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
And I long to leave my all,
At my dear Redeemer's call,
And his true disciple evermore to be.




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I WILL NEVER LEAVE THEE.

Rev. A. T. P IERSON, D. D.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1 When my sins as mountains rise,
Saviour, be thou near me;
Wipe the tears from weeping eyes,
Comfort thou and cheer me.

C HORUS.
Give me peace, Give me peace,
Then shall nothing grieve me:
Help me trust thy gracious word:
"I will never leave thee."

2 When, like gold in furnace tried,
Thou shalt purge and prove me,
With my Saviour at my side,
Sorrows shall not move me.

3.
When I tread the vale of death,
Let not fears confound me:
May I yield my dying breath,
With thine arms around me. Cho.




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FIRST HYMN.

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.

2 Beneath his watchful eye
His saints securely dwell;
What hand which bears creation up,
Shall guard his children well.

3 Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind?
Haste to your heavenly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.

4 His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day.
I'll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.




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BETTER THAN THRONES.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. There's nothing sweeter than the thought,
That I may see the Lord,
If I but seek him as I ought,
And love his work and word.

CHORUS.
I'd rather be the least of them
That are the Lord's alone,
Than wear a royal diadem,
And sit upon a throne.

2. Once in his arms the Saviour took
Young children just like me,
And blessed them with a voice and look,
As kind as kind could be.

I'd rather be the least of them
That shared that look and tone,
Than wear a royal diadem,
And sit upon a throne.

3. And though to heaven the Lord hath gone,
And seems so far away,
He hath a smile for every one
That doth his voice obey.

I'd rather be the least of them
That he will bless and own,
Than wear a royal diadem,
And sit upon a throne.




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OH, WE ARE VOLUNTEERS.

From "S ILVER C HIME. "

G EO. F. R OOT. Cop. 1862.

1. Oh, we are volunteers in the army of the Lord,
Forming into line at our Captain's word;
We are under marching orders to take the battle field,
And we'll ne'er give o'er the fight till the foe shall yield.

C HORUS.
Come and join the army, the army of the Lord,
Jesus is our Captain, we rally at his word;
Sharp will be the conflict with the powers of sin,
But with such a Leader, we are sure to win.

2. The glory of our flag is the emblem of the dove,
Gleaming are our swords from the forge of love;
We go forth, but not to battle for earthly honors vain,
'Tis a bright immortal crown that we seek to gain.

3. Oh, glorious is the struggle in which we draw the sword,
Glorious is the Kingdom of Christ, our Lord;
It shall spread from sea to sea, it shall reach from shore to shore,
And his people shall be blessed for evermore.




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TAKE THY STAFF, O PILGRIM.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Take thy staff, O pilgrim!
Haste thee on thy way;
Let the morrow find thee
Farther than today.
If thou seek the city,
Of the Golden Street,
Pause not on the pathway,
Rest not weary feet.

C HORUS.
Then haste, oh, haste thee;
pilgrim [sic] on thy way!
And let the morrow find thee,
Still farther than to-day.

2. In the heav'nly journey,
Press with zeal along,--
Resting will but weary,
Running make thee strong.
Wings that eagles carry,
Bear them in their flight;
So thy burden bears thee--
Surely then 'tis light.

3. Haste, it hath been told thee--
All things are thine own;
Pass the pearly portals,
Stand before the throne.
Here thy journey endeth,
Here thy staff lay down,
Enter here thy mansion,
Here receive thy crown.




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RESTING IN JESUS.

F ANNY J. C ROSBY.

W M. W. B ENTLEY.

1. Soon shall I rest in Jesus,
Rest in his dear embrace,
Ev'n to a life eternal,
Saved by redeeming grace.
Soon shall I hear their greeting,
Friends that in days of yore
Sung of the holy city,
Longed for the golden shore.

C HO. -- Soon shall I rest in Jesus,
Rest in his dear embrace.
Ev'n to a life eternal,
Saved by redeeming grace.

2. Trusting my all with Jesus,
Why should my faith decline?
What if I toil and labor,
Waiting the harvest time?
What if my path be rugged?
Jesus that path hath trod,
Leaving a lamp to guide me
Up to the throne of God.

3.
Soon will my sheaves be gathered,
Soon will my work be done;
Then I shall rise triumphant,
Then will my crown be won.
Oh, what a glorious vision
Comes to my raptured sight--
Fields of immortal verdure,
Skies of unclouded light. Cho.




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LEAD ME ON.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Trav'ling to the better land,
O'er the desert's scorching sand,
Father! let me grasp thy hand;
Lead me on, lead me on!

2.
When at Marah, parched with heat,
I the sparkling fountain greet,
Make the bitter waters sweet;
Lead me on!

3.
When the wilderness is drear,
Show me Elim's palm-grove near,
And her wells, as crystal clear:
Lead me on!

4.
Through the water, through the fire,
Never let me fall or tire,
Every step brings Canaan nigher:
Lead me on!

5.
Bid me stand on Nebo's height,
Gaze upon the land of light,
Then transported with the sight,
Lead me on!

6.
When I stand on Jordan's brink,
Never let me fear or shrink;
Hold me, Father, lest I sink:
Lead me on!

7.
When the victory is won,
And eternal life begun,
Up to glory lead me on!
Lead me on, lead me on!




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THE BEAUTEOUS DAY.

From "The Charm."

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. We are watching, we are waiting,
For the bright prophetic day:
When the shadows, weary shadows,
From the world shall roll away.

C HORUS.
We are waiting for the morning,
When the beauteous day is dawning;
We are waiting for the morning,
For the golden spires of day.
Lo! he comes! see the King draw near;
Zion, shout, the Lord is here!

2 We are watching, we are waiting,
For the star that brings the day:
When the night of sin shall vanish,
And the shadows melt away. Cho.

3 We are watching, we are waiting,
For the beauteous King of day:
For the Chiefest of ten thousand,
For the Light, the Truth, the Way. Cho.




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BLESSED IS HE THAT COMETH.

H. M ILLARD, by per.

1. Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Joyfully let us meet him!
Lovingly let us greet him!
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!
Echo his wondrous praises in the sweetest accord!
Lo! every valley ringeth,
Tidings of joy he bringeth!
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord! Amen, Amen.




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2 Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Bear we the palms before him!
Let every heart adore him!
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!
Rest to the weary-hearted he hath kindly restored;
Welcome him in your sadness!
Welcome the King of gladness!
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord! Amen! Amen!

3 Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Honor to him forever!
Thanks unto God the Giver!
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna in the highest!
Sin he hath proudly conquered by the might of his Word!
Little ones round him bending,
Greet him with praise unending!--
Blessèd is he that cometh in the name of the Lord! Amen! Amen!




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ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS.

Rev. S. B. G OULD.

J OS. H AYDN, arr.

1. Onward, Christian soldiers,
Marching as to war,
With the Cross of Jesus
Going on before.
Christ the Royal Master
Leads against the foe,
Forward into battle,
See, his banners go.

C HORUS.
Onward, Christian soldiers,
Marching as to war,
With the Cross of Jesus
Going on before.

2. Like a mighty army
Moves the Church of God;
Brothers, we are treading
Where the saints have trod;
We are not divided,
All one body we;
One in hope and doctrine,
One in charity.

3. Crowns and thrones may perish,
Kingdoms rise and wane,
But the Church of Jesus
Constant will remain;
Gates of hell can never
'Gainst that Church prevail;
We have Christ's own promise,
And that cannot fail.

4. Onward, then, ye people,
Join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices
In the triumph song;
Glory, laud, and honor,
Unto Christ the King,
This thro' countless ages
Men and angels sing.




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BRIGHTLY GLEAMS OUR BANNER.

T. J. P OTTER.

A RTHUR S. S ULLIVAN.

1. Brightly gleams our banner,
Pointing to the sky,
Waving wanderers onward,
To their home on high;
Journeying o'er the desert,
Gladly thus we pray,
And with hearts united,
Take our heav'nward way.

C HORUS.
Brightly gleams our banner,
Pointing to the sky,
Waving wanderers onward
To their homes on high.

2. Jesus, Lord, and Master,
At thy sacred feet,
Here with hearts rejoicing,
See thy children meet;
Often have we left thee,
Often gone astray,
Keep us, mighty Saviour,
In the narrow way.

3. All our days direct us,
In the way we go,
Lead us on victorious
Over every foe;
Bid thine angels shield us,
When the storm-clouds lower,
Pardon thou and save us
In the last dread hour.

4. Then with Saints and Angels
May we join above,
Offering endless praises
At thy throne of love;
When the toil is over,
Then comes rest and peace,--
Jesus, in his beauty;--
Songs that never cease.




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BATTLE FOR THE LORD.

Rev. M. S. S AVAGE.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Whoe'er would win the battle,
Must never mind the blows;
Whoe'er would enter heaven,
Must not turn back for foes;
But, taking all the armor,
The helmet and the sword,
I'll shout for Truth and Victory,
And battle for the Lord.

C HORUS.
I'll battle for the Lord,
Yes, battle for the Lord;
I'll shout for Truth and Victory
And battle for the Lord.

2. God's little bands are mighty,
When girded with his might;
And greatest wrongs are helpless
Before the smallest right.
Then, taking all the armor,
The helmet and the sword,
I'll shout for Truth and Victory,
And battle for the Lord.

3. Your enemies may gather,
Like clouds in days of storms;
But Truth's bright blade, like lightning,
Shall scatter their proud forms,
Then, taking all the armor,
The helmet and the sword,
I'll shout for Truth and Victory,
And battle for the Lord.

4. The wrongs shall all be conquered,
And every foe submit;
All, in that day that's coming,
Shall fall at Jesus' feet.
But now, take all the armor,
The helmet and the sword,
And shout for Truth and Victory,
And battle for the Lord.




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SAVIOUR! TEACH ME DAY BY DAY.

W. B. B RADBURY, by per.

1. Saviour! teach me, day by day,
Love's sweet lesson to obey;
Sweeter lesson cannot be,
Loving him who first loved me.

2. With a child-like heart of love,
At thy bidding may I move;
Prompt to serve and follow thee,
Loving him who first loved me.

3 Teach me all thy steps to trace,
Strong to follow in thy grace;
Learning how to love from thee,
Loving him who first loved me.

4 Thus may I rejoice to show
That I feel the love I owe;
Singing, till thy face I see,
Of his love who first loved me.




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JESUS SAVES.

Rev. A. J. H OUGH.

Mrs. J. F. K NAPP, by per.

1. Many at the cross are kneeling,
Jesus, Jesus saves,
By his boundless love revealing,
Jesus, Jesus saves.

C HORUS.
Hallelujah, light is beaming,
Hallelujah, blood is streaming,
Hallelujah, Jesus saves,
Hallelujah, Jesus saves.

2. All the lost and all the lonely,
Jesus, Jesus saves,
Oh, come now, believing only,
Jesus, Jesus saves.

3. Hearts are at this moment proving,
Jesus, Jesus saves,
Every sinful stain removing,
Jesus, Jesus saves.

4 Come with tears your sin confessing,
Jesus, Jesus saves,
Seek and find the choicest blessing,
Jesus, Jesus saves. Cho.

5 Hallelujah, saints are singing,
Jesus, Jesus saves,
Heaven with joyous song is ringing,
Jesus, Jesus saves. Cho.




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ONLY REMEMBERED.

Rev. Dr. H. B ONAR.

W M. W. B ENTLEY, by per.

1. Up and away, like the dew of the morning,
Soaring from earth to its home in the sun,
Thus would I pass from the earth and its toiling,
Only remembered by what I have done.

R EFRAIN.
Only remembered,
Only remembered,
Only remembered by what I have done,
Only remembered,
Only remembered,
Only remembered by what I have done.

2. Shall I be missed if another succeed me,
Reaping the fields I in spring-time have sown?
No, for the sower may pass from his labors,
Only remembered by what he has done.

3. Only the truth that in life I have spoken,
Only the seed that on earth I have sown,
These shall pass onward when I am forgotten,
Fruits of the harvest and what I have done.

4. Oh, when the Saviour shall make up his jewels,
When the bright crowns of rejoicing are won,
Then will his faithful and weary disciples,
All be remembered for what they have done.




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SCATTER SEEDS OF KINDNESS.

Mrs. E. H. G ATES.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1870.

1. Let us gather up the sunbeams
Lying all around our path;
Let us keep the wheat and roses,
Casting out the thorns and chaff;
Let us find our sweetest comfort
In the blessings of today,
With a patient hand removing
All the briars from the way.

C HORUS.
Then scatter seeds of kindness,
Then scatter seeds of kindness,
Then scatter seeds of kindness
For our reaping by-and-by.




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2 Strange, we never prize the music
Till the sweet-voiced bird has flown!
Strange, that we should slight the violets
Till the lovely flowers are gone!
Strange, that summer skies and sunshine
Never seem one half so fair,
As when winter's snowy pinions
Shake the white down in the air. Cho.

3 If we knew the baby fingers,
Pressed against the window pane,
Would be cold and stiff to-morrow--
Never trouble us again--
Would the bright eyes of our darling
Catch the frown upon our brow!
Would the print of rosy fingers
Vex us then as they do now? Cho.

4 Ah! those little ice-cold fingers,
How they point our memories back
To the hasty words and actions
Strewn along our backward track!
How those little hands remind us,
As in snowy grace they lie,
Not to scatter thorns--but roses--
For our reaping by and by! Cho.




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THE DAY-LABORER.

Rev. H. K INGSBURY. Cop. 1875.

1. Sow ye beside all waters,
Where the dew of heaven may fall;
Ye shall reap if ye be not weary,
For the Spirit breathes o'er all.
Sow, tho' the thorns may wound thee--
One wore the thorns for thee,
And tho' the cold world scorn thee,
Patient and hopeful be.
Sow ye beside all waters,
With a blessing and a prayer,
Name Him whose hand upholds us,
And sow thou everywhere.

2. Sow, tho' the rock repel thee,
In its cold and sterile pride;
Some cleft there may be riven,
Where the little seed may hide.
Fear not, for some will flourish;
And tho' the tares abound,
Like willows by the waters
Will scattered grain be found.
Work, while the daylight lasteth,
Ere the shades of night come on;
Ere the Lord of the vineyard cometh,
And the laborer's work is done.

3 Watch not the clouds above thee;
Let the whirlwind round thee sweep;
God may the seed-time give thee,
But another's hand may reap.
Have faith, tho' ne'er beholding
The seed burst from its tomb;
Thou know'st not which may perish,
Or what be spared to bloom.
Room on the narrowest ridges
The ripened grain will find,
That the Lord of the harvest coming,
In the harvest-sheaves may bind.




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GATHERING SEED.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1872.

1. Out in the highways, wherever you go,
Seed we must gather, and seed we must sow;
Even the tiniest seed has a power,
Be it of thistle or be it of flower.

C HORUS.
God speed the little seed that on its mission goes,
Making this wilderness blossom as the rose.

2. Here, where it seems but a lone desert place,
Wanting in beauty and wanting in grace,
Some gentle creature in tenderness goes,
Plucking the nettle and planting the rose.

3. Gathering seed we must scatter as well;
God will watch over the place where it fell;
Only the gain of the harvest is ours;
Shall we plant nettles or shall we plant flowers?

4. That which we gather is that which we sow;
Seed-time and harvest alternately flow;
When we have finished with time't will be known
How we have gathered and how we have sown.




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HARK! THE VOICE OF JESUS.

Dr. M ARCH.

P. P. V AN A RSDALE, by per.

1. Hark! the voice of Jesus calling,--
Who will go and work today?
Fields are white, the harvest waiting,
Who will bear the sheaves away?
Loud and long the Master calleth,
Rich reward he offers free:
Who will answer, gladly saying,
"Here am I, O 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 give your thousands,
You can give the widow's mite,
And the least you do for Jesus,
Will be precious in his sight.

3. 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 all;
If you fail to rouse the wicked,
With the judgment's dread alarms,
You may lead the little children,
To the Saviour's waiting arms.

4.
While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you,
Let none hear you idly saying,
"There 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, O Lord, send me."




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HARVEST HOME.

Rev. A LFRED T AYLOR.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1. Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Find it after many days;
Jesus' toiling sons and daughters,
Loud shall sing their harvest praise.

C HORUS.
God's own children gladly singing,
Singing songs of harvest home;
Golden sheaves in triumph bringing,
Jesus bids us welcome home.

2. Sow in faith, on God depending,
Ev'n in hardest, poorest soil;
Patient care and labor spending,
God will recompense the toil.

3. Sow in faith, nor ever weary,
Hoping on, and fainting not,
Though the day be dark and dreary,
Reaping soon shall be thy lot.

4 Soon shall cease the time of sowing,
Soon the waiting days be o'er,
Plenteous harvest richly growing,
For God's glory, evermore.

5 Golden sheaves in triumph bringing,
Jesus' reapers hasten home!
Harvest welcome gladly singing,
Jesus meets them as they come.




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FIRST HYMN.

WORK. 7s & 6s.

1 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 labor;
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.




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OH, TARRY NOT, DEAR LORD.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Dear Redeemer, loving Saviour,
Now behold us from thy dwelling-place;
We are longing, we are pining,
For the sweet refreshing of thy grace;
We have gathered in thy most holy name,
And thy blessing, in trusting faith we claim;
We are praying, we are longing,
Oh, tarry not, dear Lord, but come?

2. Thou hast heard us, thou hast blessed us;
Once again thy blessing we implore;
And we give thee all the glory,
While thy tender mercy we adore;
We are looking with ever-earnest eyes,
We are waiting to see the cloud arise;
We are praying, we are longing,
Oh, tarry not, dear Lord, but come?

3. May thy Spirit, now descending,
Rest upon us like a gentle dove!
Oh, revive us, oh, refresh us,
Till our hearts shall burn with sacred love;
Thou hast promised, and we thy word believe,
That thy children shall their request receive;
We are praying, we are longing,
Oh, tarry not, dear Lord, but come?




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SAFE WITHIN THE VAIL.

Rev. E. A DAMS.

J M. E VANS, by per.

1. "Land ahead!" Its fruits are waving
O'er the hills of fadeless green;
And the living waters laving
Shores where heav'nly forms are seen.

C HORUS.
Rocks and storms I'll fear no more,
When on that eternal shore;
Drop the anchor! Furl the sail!
I am safe within the vail!

2. Onward, bark! the cape I'm rounding;
See the blessed wave their hands;
Hear the harps of God resounding
From the bright immortal bands.

3. There, let go the anchor, riding
On this calm 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!




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REJOICE, REJOICE, BELIEVERS.

B ORTHWICK.

H. S MART.

1. Rejoice, rejoice, believers!
And let your lights appear;
The shades of eve are thickening,
And darker night is near;
The Bridegroom is arising,
And soon he will draw nigh:
Up! pray, and watch, and wrestle!
At midnight comes the cry.

2. See that your lamps are burning,
Replenish them with oil;
Look now for your salvation
The end of sin and toil.
The watchers on the mountains
Proclaim the Bridegroom near,
Go, meet him as he cometh,
With hallelujahs clear.

3. O wise and holy virgins,
Now raise your voices higher,
Till, in your jubilations,
Ye meet the angel choir.
The marriage-feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand;
Up, up, ye heirs of glory!
The Bridegroom is at hand.

4.
Our Hope and our Expectation,
O Jesus, now appear!
Arise, thou Sun so longed for,
O'er this benighted sphere!
With hearts, and hands uplifted,
We plead, O Lord, to see
The day of earth's redemption,
And ever be with thee.




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A STARLESS CROWN.

Mrs. L YDIA B AXTER.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1868.

1 Oh, shall I wear a starless crown
In yonder world of glory?
Or will some little friend be found
To whom I've told the story--
The wondrous story of the cross,
The sufferings of the Saviour,
Who died that he from worldly dross
Might win us to his favor.

F ULL C HORUS.
Oh, happy day! Oh, happy place!
We soon shall meet together,
Where Jesus stands with smiling face
To crown us his forever.

2 A youthful army now we stand
Our Captain's word is given,
We'll onward move, his blest command
Will guide us on to heaven.
When ransomed hosts shall gather round
The Lamb on Zion's mountain,
Oh, there may we in ranks be found,
Beside the living fountain!




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ONE SWEETLY SOLEMN THOUGHT.

Miss P HOEBE C ARY.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er--
Nearer my parting hour am I,
Nearer than ever before.

C HORUS.
Nearer my Father's houses,
Where many mansions be--
Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns--
Nearer the crystal sea.

2. Nearer my going home--
Laying my burden down--
Leaving my cross of heavy grief--
Wearing my starry crown.

3 Nearer the hidden stream,
Winding through shades of night,
Rolling its cold, dark waves between
Me and the world of light. Cho.

4 Jesus! to thee I cling;
Strengthen my arm of faith;
Stay near me while my way-worn feet
Press through the stream of death. Cho.




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THE GATE OF PEARL.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

S. J. V AIL. Cop. 1874.

1. There is a Gate of shining pearl,
Beyond the silent river,
And happy souls who enter there,
Shall dwell with Christ forever.

C HORUS.
Amazing love! oh, can it be
That gate is open now for me?
For me, for me?
Stands open now for me?

2, There is a land whose radiant sky
With constant light is glowing;
And all along its verdant shore,
The tide of joy is flowing.

Amazing love! oh, can it be
A land so pure and bright for me?
For me, for me?
So pure and bright for me?

3. To every soldier of the Cross,
The prospect, oh, how cheering;
There is a crown laid up for those
Who wait our Lord's appearing.

Amazing love! oh, can it be
There is a crown laid up for me?
For me, for me?
A crown laid up for me?

4.
The blood of him who died for all--
Oh, wondrous, wondrous story!
His blood that cleanseth every sin,
Secures that land of glory.
Amazing love! oh, can it be
His blood secures that land for me?
For me, for me?
Secures that land for me?




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THE OTHER SIDE.

S. L. C UTHBERT.

J. E. G OULD, by per.

1. We dwell this side of Jordan's stream,
Yet oft there comes a shining beam
Across from yonder shore,
Across from yonder shore;
While visions of a holy throng,
And sound of harp and seraphs song
Seem gently wafted o'er,
Seem gently wafted o'er.

C HORUS.
O Zion! city fair!
O Zion! city fair!
The other side, the other side,
When shall we meet our loved ones there?

2. The other side! ah, there's the place
Where saints in joy past times retrace,
And think of trials gone,
And think of trials gone;
The vail withdrawn, they clearly see
That all on earth had need to be,
To bring them safely home,
To bring them safely home.

3 The other side! oh, charming sight!
Upon its banks, arrayed in white,
For me a loved one waits;
Over the stream he calls to me,
Fear not--I am thy guide to be
Up to the pearly gates. Cho.

4 The other side! the other side!
Who would not brave the swelling tide
Of earthly toil and care,
To wake one day, when life is past,
Over the stream, at home at last,
With all the blest ones there? Cho.




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BEYOND THE SMILING AND THE WEEPING.

Rev. H. B ONAR, D. D.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. Beyond the smiling and the weeping,
I shall be soon;
Beyond the waking and the sleeping,
Beyond the sowing and the reaping,
I shall be soon.

R EFRAIN.
Love, rest and home!
Sweet home, sweet home!
Lord, tarry not, but come,
Lord, tarry not, but come.

2. Beyond the blooming and the fading,
I shall be soon;
Beyond the shining and the shading,
Beyond the hoping and the dreading,
I shall be soon.

3. Beyond the parting and the meeting,
I shall be soon;
Beyond the farewell and the greeting,
Beyond the pulse's fever beating,
I shall be soon.

4. Beyond the frost-chain and the fever,
I shall be soon;
Beyond the rock-waste and the river,
Beyond the ever and the never,
I shall be soon.




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FIRST HYMN.

REST FOR THE WEARY.

1 In the Christian's home in glory,
There remains a land of rest;
There the Saviour's gone before me,
To fulfill my soul's request.

CHORUS.
There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for you.
On the other side of Jordan,
In the sweet fields of Eden,
Where the tree of life is blooming,
There is rest for you.

2 He is fitting up my mansion,
Which eternally shall stand,
For my stay shall not be transient
In that holy, happy land. Cho.

3 Pain nor sickness ne'er shall enter,
Grief nor woe my lot shall share;
But in that celestial centre,
I a crown of life shall wear. Cho.




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JESUS THEN I KNOW.

C. S. R.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1875.

1. When my soul within
Sorrowed with its sin,
Jesus swept the shades away;
Christ, the Lord divine,
Gave his life for mine,
Turned my darkness into day.

C HORUS.
Jesus then I know!
His the name below,--
His the name to sing above;
His the joys untold,
His the streets of gold,--
Jesus is the Lord I love.

2. And when oft oppressed,
Wandering from my rest,
Who was quick to see my grief?
Jesus, from above,
Shed his helpful love,
Came to bring me sweet relief.

3. Now when every task
Tries the faith I ask,
Who beside me comes to stand?
Jesus, blessed Lord,
Speaks the cheering word,
Takes me by the trembling hand.

4. And when failing breath
Tells the hour of death,
Who will be my spirit's stay?
Jesus then will be
Near to welcome me,
At the shining gates of day!




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JERUSALEM, THE GOLDEN.

N EALE, Tr.

Rev. H. L. J ENNER.

1. Jerusalem the golden!
With milk and honey blest;
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest.
I know not, oh! I know not
What joys await me there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.

2. They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng.
There is the throne of David,
And there from toil released,
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of them that feast.

3. And they, who with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight;
For ever and for ever,
Are clad in robes of white,
Oh, land that seest no sorrow!
Oh, state that fear'st no strife!
Oh, royal land of flowers!
Oh, realms and home of life!

4.
Oh, sweet and blessed country!
The home of God's elect!
Oh, sweet and blessed country,
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest.




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TIME, THOU SPEEDEST.

W INKWORTH, Tr.

F LOTOW.

1. Time, thou speedest on but slowly,
Hours, how tardy is your pace!
Ere with him, the High and Holy,
I hold converse face to face.
Here is naught but care and mourning;
Comes a joy, it will not stay;
Fairly shines the sun at dawning,
Night will soon o'ercloud the day,
Night will soon o'ercloud the day.

2. Onward, then, not long I wander
Ere my Saviour comes for me,
And with him abiding yonder,
All his glory I shall see.
Oh, the music and the singing
Of the host redeemed by love!
Oh, the hallelujahs ringing
Through the halls of light above!
Through the halls of light above!




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WHEN JESUS COMES.

From "G OSPEL S ONGS, " by P. P. B LISS.

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. Down life's dark vale we wander,
Till Jesus comes;
We watch and wait and wonder,
Till Jesus comes.

C HORUS.
All joy his loved ones bringing,
When Jesus comes:
All praise thro' heaven ringing,
When Jesus comes,
All beauty bright and vernal,
When Jesus comes;
All glory, grand, eternal,
When Jesus comes.

2. Oh, let my lamp be burning
When Jesus comes;
For him my soul be yearning,
When Jesus comes.

3. No more heart-pangs nor sadness,
When Jesus comes;
All peace and joy and gladness,
When Jesus comes.

4. All doubts and fears will vanish,
When Jesus comes;
All gloom his face will banish,
When Jesus comes.

5. He'll know the way was dreary,
When Jesus comes;
He'll know the feet grew weary,
When Jesus comes.

6. He'll know what griefs oppressed me,
When Jesus comes;
Oh, how his arms will rest me!
When Jesus comes.




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THE NEW SONG.

From "G OSPEL H YMNS. "

By per. of J OHN C HURCH & C O.

1. With harps and with viols, there stand a great throng
In the presence of Jesus, and sing this new song:--

C HORUS.
Unto him who hath loved us and washed us from sin,
Unto him be the glory for ever. Amen.

2. All these once were sinners, defiled in his sight,
Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite.

3 He maketh the rebel a priest and a king,
He hath bought us and taught us this new song to sing. Cho.

4 How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been,
If he never had loved us till cleansed from our sin. Cho.

5 Aloud in his praises, our voices shall ring,
So that others, believing, this new song shall sing. Cho.

Rev. A. T. P IERSON, D. D.




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ONWARD TO OUR HEAVENLY HOME.

Rev. H. B ONAR, D. D.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. This is not my place of resting,
There's a city yet to come;
Onward to it I am hastening,
On to my eternal home.

C HORUS.
Farewell, then, all earthly treasures,
Farewell, all its empty pleasures;
Onward, onward, we are passing,
Onward to our heavenly 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 passed away.

3. There the Lamb, our Shepherd, lead us,
By the streams of life along,--
In the freshest pasture feeds us,
Turns our sighing into song.

4. Soon we pass this desert dreary,
Soon we bid farewell to pain;
Never more then, sad or weary,
Never, never sin again.




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EARTH HAS NOTHING SWEET OR FAIR.

F. E. C OX, Tr.

T. E. P ERKINS, arr.

1. Earth has nothing sweet or fair,
Lovely forms or beauties rare,
But before my eyes they bring
Christ, of beauty Source and Spring.
When the morning paints the skies,
When the golden sunbeams rise,
Then my Saviour's form I find
Brightly imaged on my mind.

C HO. -- Earth has nothing sweet or fair
Lovely forms or beauties rare,
But before my eyes they bring
Christ, of beauty Source and Spring.

2. When the day-beams pierce the night,
Oft I think on Jesus' light,--
Think,--how bright that light will be,
Shining through eternity.
When, as moonlight softly steals,
Heaven its thousand eyes reveals,
Then I think;--who made their light
Is a thousand times more bright.

3 When I see, in spring-tide gay,
Fields their varied tints display,
Wakes the thrilling thought in me,--
What must their Creator be?
Lord of all that's fair to see!
Come, reveal thyself to me;
Let me, mid thy radiant light,
See thine unvailed glories bright. Cho.




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IMMANUEL'S LAND.

A. R. C OUSIN.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1872.

1. The sands of time are wasting,
The dawn of heaven breaks,
The summer morn I've sighed for,
The fair, sweet morn awakes,
Oh, dark hath been the midnight,
But day-spring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

2. Oh! Christ he is the fountain,
The deep, sweet well of love;
The streams on earth I've tasted,
More deep I'll drink above,
There to an ocean fulness
His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land,
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.

3. Oh! I am my Beloved's,
And my Beloved's mine,
He brings a poor vile sinner,
Into his house divine,
Upon the Rock of Ages,
My soul redeemed shall stand,
Where glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land,
Where glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.




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JUST ACROSS THE RIVER.

Mrs. S. B. H ERRICK.

K ARL R EDEN, by per.

1. Just across the river,
On the golden shore,
Where the crystal sunlight
Beams for ever more.
D UET.
'Mid the heav'nly bowers,
'Mid the fadeless bloom,
Dwell the happy children,
In their blissful home.

C HORUS.
Would you cross the river,
To the golden shore,
Give your heart to Jesus,
He will guide you o'er.

2. Hark! the sound of voices,
'Tis the echo sweet,
Of the children singing
At the Saviour's feet;
'Tis the glorious anthem,--
Rising ever more,
Of the love that brought them
To that golden shore.

3. Jesus loves the children,
Who his praises sing;
Though they wear the earth-robe,
He is still their King:
He will gently guide them,
Till the night is o'er;
Then they'll join the chorus
On the golden shore.




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THE LAND TO WHICH WE GO.

F ANNY C ROSBY.

W M. F. S HERWIN. Cop. 1872.

1. Life has many a pleasant hour,
Many a bright and cloudless day;
Singing bird and smiling flower,
Scatter sunbeams on our way;
But the sweetest blossoms grow
In the land to which we go.

2. Earth has many a cool retreat,
Many a spot to memory dear;
Oft we find our weary feet
Ling'ring by some fountain clear;
Yet the purest waters flow
In the land to which we go.

3 Like a cloud that floats away,
Like the early morning dew,
Here the fairest things decay;
There, are pleasures ever new.
Only joy the heart will know
In the land to which we go.

4 'Tis the Christian's promised land;
There is everlasting day;
There a Saviour's loving hand
Wipes the mourner's tears away;
Oh! the rapture we shall know
In the land to which we go.




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NEARER THE CROSS.

Mrs. V.

Mrs. J. F. K NAPP, by per.

1. Nearer the cross, my heart can say,
I'm coming nearer,
Nearer the cross from day to day,
I'm coming nearer;
Nearer the cross where Jesus died,
Nearer the fountain's crimson tide,
Nearer my Saviour's wounded side,
I'm coming nearer,
I'm coming nearer.

2. Nearer the Christian's mercy-seat,
I'm coming nearer,
Feasting my soul on manna sweet.
I'm coming nearer;
Stronger in faith more clear I see
Jesus who gave himself for me,
Nearer to him I still would be,
Still coming nearer,
Still coming nearer.

3. Nearer in prayer my hope aspires,
I'm coming nearer;
Deeper the love my soul desires,
I'm coming nearer;
Nearer the end of toil and care,
Nearer the joy I long to share,
Nearer the crown I soon shall wear,
I'm coming nearer, I'm coming nearer.




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IN THE PRESENCE OF THE KING.

Miss C. A RMSTRONG.

English.

1. Oh, to be over yonder!
In that land of wonder,
Where the angel voices mingle, and the angel harpers ring;
To be free from pain and sorrow,
And the anxious, dread to-morrow,
To rest in light and sunshine in the presence of the King.

2. Oh, to be over yonder!
My yearning heart grows fonder
Of looking to the east, to see the blessed day-star bring
Some tidings of the waking,
The cloudless, pure day breaking;
My heart is yearning--yearning for the coming of the King.

3. Oh, to be over yonder!
Alas! I sigh and wonder
Why clings my poor, weak, sinful heart to any earthly thing;
Each tie of earth must sever,
And pass away for ever;
But there's no more separation in the presence of the King.

4.
Oh, when shall I be yonder?
The longing groweth stronger
To join in all the praises the redeemed ones do sing
Within those heavenly places,
Where the angels vail their faces,
In awe and adoration in the presence of the King.




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OVER THE RIVER I'M GOING.

J. M. E VANS, by per.

1. Over the river I'm going,
Beyond where the pearly gates stand;
Over the cold icy billows,
To live in a fair sunny land;
My Father has built me a mansion,
More precious than silver and gold;
Yes, over the river I'm going,
To where there are pleasures untold.

R EFRAIN.
The angels there will welcome me
With harps and crowns of gold;
Yes! over the river I'm going,
To where there are pleasures untold.

2. Over the river I'm going,
To meet, in the land of the blest,
Loved ones, who long have been waiting,
To welcome me home to my rest;
The world with its pleasures no longer
My spirit in bondage can hold,
For over the river I'm going,
To where there are pleasures untold.

3. Over the river I'm going,
Oh, seek not to draw me aside;
See! the bright angels are waiting
To carry me over the tide;
My Saviour is there to receive me,
And shield me from suffering and cold,
Yes, over the river I'm going,
To where there are pleasures untold.




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FIRST HYMN.

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!
With holy confidence to sing
That death hath lost its venomed sting.

3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest!
Whose waking is supremely blest;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour,
Which manifests the Saviour's power.

4 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me
May such a blissful refuge be!
Securely shall my ashes lie,
And wait the summons from on high.




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THE GATES AJAR.

G. S. W.

G EO. S. W EEKS. Cop. 1875.

1. There's a home of joy unfading,
Let us seek it, 'tis not far;
There's a Saviour's love unchanging
Just within the gates ajar.
Enter in, and share his glory,
Loving arms will fold us there,
We'll behold the heavenly mansions
Just within the gates ajar.

C HORUS.
Hark! hark! the music softly, softly
stealing [sic] from the angel choir afar;
They are singing, sweetly, sweetly singing,
Enter in the gates ajar.




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2 'Tis a loving Saviour calls us,
Bids us all his glories share;
Crowns of life he'll surely give us
When within the gates ajar.
Look to Jesus, trust his mercy,
Look to him by faith and prayer,
Live for Jesus, precious Saviour,
Opening wide the gates ajar. Cho.

3 No more weeping, no more sadness,
No more strife nor anxious care;
List, the heavenly songs of gladness
Stealing through the gates ajar.
No more longings, no more pinings,
Wing their way through midnight air,
Hark! the voice of mercy calling
Thro' the heavenly gates ajar. Cho.

4 Soon we'll reach the heavenly portals,
Angel bands will hail us there,
Then we'll catch the strains immortal
Bursting through the gates ajar.
Saviour, give us hearts to love thee,
Guide us to that land not far;
Thro' the shade of death's dark valley
May we see the gates ajar. Cho.




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FIRST HYMN.

AROUND THE THRONE.

1 Around the throne of God in heaven,
Thousands of children stand;
Children, whose sins are all forgiven;
A holy, happy band.

R EF. --Singing glory, glory,
Glory be to God on high.

2 What brought them to that world above?
That heaven so bright and fair,
Where all is peace, and joy, and love:--
How came those children there? Ref.

3 Because the Saviour shed his blood,
To wash away their sin:
Bathed in that pure and precious flood,
Behold them white and clean! Ref.




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AROUND THE HEARTH.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1872.

1 Whatever be our earthly lot,
Wherever we may roam,
Still to our hearts the brightest spot
Is round the hearth at home;
The home of ev'n so lowly birth,
The hearth by which we sat,
No other spot on all the earth
Will ever be like that.

2 And when some little trouble weighed
Upon the childish heart,
Till from our brimming eyes it made
The gushing tear-drops start;
How quick, before the genial glow,
We felt each sorrow cease,
And back the crystal current flow,
To flood our hearts with peace.

3 And brighter with the passing years
Seems childhood's sweet employ,
And even sweeter still appears
Each well-remembered joy;
Around the cheerful hearth at home,
Where we in childhood sat,
No other spot, where-e'er we roam,
Will ever be like that.




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WHEAT AND TARES.

Rev. H. K INGSBURY. Cop. 1875.

S OLO.
1. Growing together, wheat and tares,
Clustering thick and green,
Fanned by the gentle summer airs,
Under one sky serene,
Over them both the sunlight falls,
Over them both the rain,
Till the angels come, when the Master calls,
To gather the golden grain.

C HORUS.
Jesus, oh, grant when thine angels come,
To reap the fields for thee,
We may be gathered safely home,
Where thy precious wheat shall be.




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2 Growing together, side by side,
Both shall the reaper meet,
Tares aloft in their scornful pride,
Bowing heads of the wheat.
Swift and sure o'er the waving plain,
The sickle sharp shall fly,
And the precious wheat, the abundant grain,
Shall be harvested in the sky. Cho.

3 But for the tares, for them the word
Of a terrible doom is cast;
Bind and burn, said the blessed Lord,
They shall leave the wheat at last.
Never again the summer rain,
Never the sunshine sweet,
That were lavished freely, all in vain,
On the tares among the wheat. Cho.

4 Where shall the reapers look for us,
When that day of days shall come?
Solemn the thought, with grandeur fraught,
Of that wondrous harvest home.
None but the wheat shall be gathered in,
By the Master's own command,
For the tares alone, the doom of sin,
And the flame in the Judge's hand. Cho.




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I'M NEARER MY HOME TO-DAY.

Rev. G EORGE G ILL.

G EORGE S. W EEKS. Cop. 1875.

1. There are mansions in the skies,
Thither my affections rise,
I'm nearer my home to-day!
To that bright and holy land,
I with faith pursue my way,
Led and kept by God's right hand,
I'm nearer my home to-day.

C HORUS.
Nearer my home,
Nearer my home,
Nearer my home to-day;
Nearer my home,
Nearer my home,
I'm near my home to-day.

2. Now with joyous strain I sing!
Death shall lose its power to sting,
I'm nearer my home to-day!
Fleeting pleasures wing their flight,
Earthly joys all fade away,
Now I deem my sorrows light,
I'm nearer my home to-day.

3. To my Father's house I haste,
Purer joys I there shall taste,
I'm nearer my home to-day!
There a welcome he will give,
Then my tears he'll wipe away;
In his love my soul shall live,
I'm nearer my home to-day.

4. Where the ransomed rest at home,
Where nor pain, nor sorrows come,
I'm nearer my home to-day!
Where the white-robed glorious throng,
Spend the long eternal day,
Praising Christ in endless song!
I'm nearer my home to-day.




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KNEELING AT THE THRESHOLD.

Rev. Dr. G UTHRIE.

K ARL R EDEN.

1. I'm kneeling at the threshold,
So weary faint and sore;
Waiting for the dawning,
The opening of the door;
I'm waiting 'till the Master
Shall bid me rise and come
To his all glorious presence,
The gladness of his home.

C HORUS.
Kneeling at the threshold,
Weary faint and sore;
Kneeling at the threshold,
My hand is on the door.

2. A weary path I've traveled,
'Mid darkness storm and strife;
Bearing many a burden,
And struggling for my life;
But now the morn is breaking,
My toil will soon be o'er;
I'm kneeling at the threshold,
My hand is on the door.

3. Methinks I hear the voices,
Of loved ones as they stand,
Singing in the sunshine,
In that far, sinless land,
Oh, would that I were with them,
Amid their shining throng,
And mingling in their worship,
And joining in their song!

4 With them the blessed angels,
That know no grief or sin;
See them by the portals,
Prepared to let me in!
O Lord, I wait thy pleasure,
Thy time and way are best;
But I'm all worn and weary.
O Father, bid me rest! Cho.




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FIRST HYMN.

BEYOND THE TIDE.

1 We are out on the ocean sailing,
Homeward bound we sweetly glide;
We are out on the ocean sailing,
To a home beyond the tide.

CHORUS.
All the storms will soon be over,
Then we'll anchor in the harbor;
We are out on the ocean sailing,
To a home beyond the tide.

2 Millions now are safely landed,
Over on the golden shore;
Millions more are on their journey,
Yet there's room for millions more.

3 Spread your sails while heavenly breezes
Gently waft our vessel on;
All on board are sweetly singing--
Sweet salvation is the song.




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FIRST HYMN.

HAPPY NEW YEAR.

1 Come, children, and join in our festival song,
The New Year has come, and the old year has gone;
We'll join our glad voices in one hymn of praise,
To God, who has kept us and lengthened our days.

CHORUS.
Happy New Year to all! happy New Year to all!
Happy New Year, happy New Year, happy New Year to all!

2 Our Father in heaven, we lift up to thee
Our voice of thanksgiving, our glad jubilee;
Oh, bless us, and guide us, dear Saviour, we pray,
That from thy blest precepts we never may stray. Cho.

3 And if, ere this New Year has drawn to a close,
Some loved one among us in death shall repose,
Grant, Lord, that the spirit in heaven may dwell,
In the bosom of Jesus, where all shall be well. Cho.




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ALL GLORY, PRAISE, AND HONOR.

N EALE, Tr.

H AVERGAL.

1. All glory, praise, and honor
To thee, Redeemer, King!
To whom the lips of children
Made sweet hosannas ring.
Thou art the King of Israel,
Thou, David's royal Son,
Who in the Lord's name comest,
The King and Blessed One.

2. The company of angels
Are praising thee on high,
And mortal men, and all things
Created, make reply.
The people of the Hebrews
With palms before thee went;
Our praise, and prayer, and anthems,
Before thee we present.

3 To thee, before thy passion,
They sang their hymns of praise;
To thee, now high exalted,
Our melody we raise.
Thou didst accept their praises,
Accept the prayers we bring,
Who in all good delightest,
Thou good and gracious King!




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PRAISE YE JEHOVAH.

T. E. P ERKINS. Cop. 1866.

1. Praise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy,
Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak;
Praise him who will with glory crown the lowly,
And with salvation beautify the meek.

S EMI -C HORUS.
Praise him for his constant care,
His ever-present love;
Praise him, for he hears our prayer,
And answers from above.
C HORUS.
Praise God the Father,
Praise the ever blessed Son,
Praise God the Spirit,
Praise the Three in One.

2. Praise ye the Lord for all his loving kindness,
And all the tender mercies he hath shown:
Praise him who pardons all our sin and blindness,
And calls us sons, and takes us for his own.

3 Praise ye Jehovah! source of every blessing,
Before his gifts earth's richest gifts are dim:
Resting in him, his peace and love possessing,
All things are ours, for we have all in him.

4 Praise ye the Lord! God the Lord, who gave us,
With full and perfect love, his only Son;
Praise ye the Son, who died himself to save us,
Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One.




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INDEX.

Titles in S MALL C APS. --First Lines in Roman.

PAGE.

A charge to keep I have...

156

A S TARLESS C ROWN ...

134

Abide with me! Fast falls the...

114

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?...

87

All glory, praise, and honor...

164

All glory to Jesus be given...

39

A LL TO C HRIST I O WE ...

49

Amazing grace! how sweet the...

55

Am I a soldier of the Cross...

103

And can it be that I should gain...

51

A RISE AND SHINE ...

9

A ROUND THE H EARTH ...

157

Around the throne of God in...

256

Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep...

153


B ATTLE FOR THE L ORD ...

120

B ATTLING FOR THE L ORD ...

102

Behold the Lamb of God...

61

B ETTER THAN THRONES ...

110

Beyond the smiling and the...

138

Blessed is he that cometh in the...

116

Blest be the tie that binds...

162

Brightly gleams our banner...

119

Brother, take thy cross and bear it...

91

Blow ye the trumpet, blow...

130


C ALLING N OW ...

82

C ALVARY'S H OLY M OUNTAIN ...

83

Cast thy bread upon the waters...

129

Children of the heavenly King...

55

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day...

7

Cling close to the Rock, brother...

90


PAGE.

C LINGING TO THE CROSS ...

52

C LOSE TO THEE ...

66

Come, children, and join in our...

163

Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide...

41

Come, let us sing of Jesus...

156

Come now with joy and singing...

8

Come, oh, come with thy broken...

70

Come, thou Fount of every blessing...

11

Come to Calvary's holy mountain...

83

Come to Jesus, come to Jesus...

34

C OME TO J ESUS TO-DAY ...

34

Come unto me, earth's weary ones...

157

Come unto me when shadows...

107

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er...

153


Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly...

71

Dear Redeemer, loving Saviour...

131

Dear Saviour, all I think or do...

94

Dear Saviour, ever at my side...

44

Down life's dark vale we wander...

143


Earth has nothing sweet or fair...

146

Entreat me not to leave thee...

74

E VEN M E ...

79

E VENTIDE ...

114


Fade, fade, each earthly joy...

29

Father! whate'er of earthly bliss...

23

Forever with the Lord...

156

From all that dwell below the...

163

From every stormy wind that blows...

23

From Greenland's icy mountains...

130


PAGE.

G ATHERING S EED ...

127

Glory to God! peace on the earth!...

25

God loved the world of sinners lost...

58

G OD OUR R EFUGE ...

8

Growing together, wheat and tares...

158


Hark! hark! my soul: angelic...

27

Hark! the herald-angels sing...

6

Hark! the mighty tones sublime...

26

Hark the voice of Jesus, calling...

128

H ARVEST H OME ...

129

Hear us from thy throne above...

75

He leadeth me! oh, blessed tho't!...

65

H OLD THE F ORT ...

21

Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God...

5

Ho! my comrades, see the signal...

21

Hope is singing, singing sweetly...

96

How bright that blessed hope...

155

H OW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING ?...

20

How firm a foundation, ye saints...

109

How gentle God's commands!...

109

How sweet the name of Jesus...

44


I AM C OMING, L ORD ...

68

I am coming to the cross...

31

I am so glad that our Father in...

117

I AM TRUSTING, L ORD, IN THEE ...

31

I CLING TO THEE ...

95

I have entered the valley of...

40

I hear the Saviour say...

49

I hear thy welcome voice...

68

I left it all with Jesus...

105




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PAGE.

I love thy kingdom, Lord...

65

I love to steal awhile away...

17

I love to tell the story...

64

I need thee, O my God...

159

I need thee, precious Jesus...

38

I stand all bewildered with wonder...

81

I think, when I read that sweet...

156

I WILL NEVER LEAVE THEE ...

108

I will sing for Jesus...

80

I would not live alway; I ask not...

153

I'm but a stranger here...

139

I' M KNEELING AT THE DOOR ...

78

I'm kneeling at the threshold...

161

I'm kneeling, Lord, at mercy's...

78

I' M NEARER MY HOME TO-DAY ...

160

I MMANUEL'S L AND ...

147

In the Christian's home in glory...

139

In the cross of Christ I glory...

93

In the march of life, thro' the toil...

104

I N THE PRESENCE OF THE K ING ...

151

In the silent midnight watches...

48

Israel's Shepherd, guide me feed...

19

I T IS BETTER FARTHER ON ...

96

It is better to trust in the Lord...

100


Jerusalem, the golden!...

141

J ESUS BY THE SEA ...

106

Jesus, I my cross have taken...

93

J ESUS IS MIGHTY TO SAVE ...

39

J ESUS IS MINE ...

29

Jesus, Jesus, visit me...

83

Jesus, keep me near the cross...

93

Jesus! lover of my soul...

109

Jesus loves a little child...

32

J ESUS LOVES EVEN ME ...

117

Jesus loves me! this I know...

44

J ESUS, MY A LL ...

97

J ESUS, MY L ORD ...

50

J ESUS OF N AZARETH PASSETH BY ...

76

J ESUS SAVES ...

122

J ESUS SAVES ME NOW ...

46


PAGE.

J ESUS THEN I KNOW ...

140

Jesus, thy name I love...

50

J ESUS, VISIT ME !...

83

J ESUS WILL COME ...

155

Joy to the world,--the Lord is...

80

Just across the river...

148

Just as I am, without one plea...

93


K NEELING AT THE THRESHOLD ...

161


"Land ahead!" Its fruits are...

132

L EAD ME ON !...

114

L ET THE S AVIOUR IN ...

86

Let us gather up the sunbeams...

124

Life has many a pleasant hour...

149

Lift the royal banner higher...

21

Little children, come to Jesus...

80

Lo! he's knocking at every heart...

86

Looking to Jesus! this my...

47

Looking unto Jesus, for sustaining...

36

Lord, at thy mercy-seat...

97

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing...

23

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing...

79

Lord, in the morning thou shalt...

11

L OVE OF J ESUS ...

34


Many at the cross are kneeling...

122

More love to thee, O Christ!...

43

Must Jesus bear the cross alone...

103

My country! 'tis of thee...

162

My days are gliding swiftly by...

163

My Father, God, to thee...

82

My foot is on the threshold...

84

My hope is built on nothing less...

55

My life flows on in endless song...

20

M Y S AVIOUR DEAR ...

37

M Y S HEPHERD ...

33

My soul, be on thy guard...

103


Nearer, my God, to thee...

23

Nearer the cross, my heart can...

150


PAGE.

Not all the blood of beasts...

57

Now begin the heavenly theme...

7


O day of rest and gladness...

14

O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen...

95

O Jesus, thou art standing...

63

O Jesus, we adore thee...

77

O sacred Head, now wounded...

77

Oh, do not be discouraged...

109

Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing...

11

Oh, happy day, that fixed my choice...

55

O H, HOW HE LOVES ...

42

Oh, I love to think of Jesus as he...

106

Oh, may I while I live on earth...

35

Oh, shall I wear a starless crown...

134

Oh, sometimes the shadows are...

98

O H, TARRY NOT, DEAR L ORD ...

131

Oh, to be over yonder!...

151

Oh, we are volunteers, in the...

111

One sweetly solemn thought...

135

One there is above all others...

42

O NLY ONE WAY ...

53

O NLY R EMEMBERED ...

123

Onward, Christian soldiers...

118

O NWARD TO OUR HEAVENLY HOME ...

145

Our Father, which art in heaven...

29

Out in the highways, wherever...

127

Out of darkness into light...

9

Over the river I'm going...

152

O VER THE SEA ...

89


Pass me not, O loving Saviour...

73

Pleasant is the Sabbath bell...

17

Praise God, from whom all...

163

Praise ye Jehovah, praise the...

165


Rejoice and be glad! the...

24

Rejoice, rejoice, believers...

133

R ESTING IN J ESUS ...

113

Rest in the shadow of the Rock...

101

R EST, P ILGRIM, R EST ...

101




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PAGE.

Ring the bells of heaven...

162

Rock of ages, cleft for me...

65


Safely through another week...

17

S AFE WITHIN THE V AIL ...

132

Saviour, blessed Saviour...

16

Saviour! I follow on...

85

Saviour, keep me ever near thee...

45

Saviour, King, in hallowed union...

80

Saviour, like a shepherd lead us...

44

Saviour, listen to our prayer...

125

Saviour! teach me, day by day...

121

S CATTER SEEDS OF KINDNESS ...

124

Shall we gather at the river...

139

Shout for joy! come before the...

13

Shout the glad tidings, exultingly...

4

Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive...

65

Sing aloud a joyful chorus...

18

S ING FOR J ESUS ...

35

S ITTING AT J ESUS' F EET ...

88

Sitting at the feet of Jesus...

88

Soon shall I rest in Jesus...

113

Sow ye beside all waters...

126

Strains of music often greet me...

11

Sun of my soul! thou Saviour...

43

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet...

23


Take me, O my Father, take me...

69

T AKE THY C ROSS ...

91

Take thy staff, O Pilgrim...

112

Tell me the old, old story...

93

Thank and praise Jehovah's name...

12

T HE A NGEL'S P ROCLAMATION ...

26

T HE B EAUTEOUS D AY ...

115

The children are gathering from...

130

T HE D AY -L ABORER ...

126

T HE G ATE OF P EARL ...

136

T HE G ATES A JAR ...

154

T HE H EAVENLY V ISITOR ...

48

The heavens declare his glory...

10

T HE L AND TO WHICH WE GO ...

149


PAGE.

T HE L IGHT OF THE W ORLD IS ...

30

The Lord is my Shepherd...

50

T HE L ORD'S P RAYER ...

29

T HE M AN OF S ORROWS ...

56

T HE M ARCH OF L IFE ...

104

The Master is come, and calleth...

67

T HE M ASTER'S C ALL ...

67

The mistakes of my life are many...

65

The morning light is breaking...

130

T HE N EW S ONG ...

144

T HE N INTEY [sic] AND N INE ...

62

T HE O THER S IDE ...

137

T HE P ENITENT ...

84

T HE P RINCE OF MY P EACE ...

81

T HE R OCK BESIDE THE W AY ...

22

T HE R OCK THAT IS H IGHER ...

98

The sands of time are wasting...

147

The sea is wildly tossing...

89

T HE V ALLEY OF B LESSING ...

40

T HE W ATCHWORD --L OOKING TO ...

47

The whole world was lost in the...

30

There are lonely hearts to cherish...

99

There are mansions in the skies...

160

There is a fountain, deep and wide...

59

There is a fountain filled with...

54

There is a gate of shining pearl...

136

There is a green hill far away...

3

There is a happy land...

139

There is a land immortal...

103

There is beauty all around...

17

There is life in a look at the...

60

There is no love like the love of...

34

There is no name so sweet on...

44

There is only one way to the cross...

53

There were ninety and nine that...

62

There's a home of joy unfading...

154

There's nothing sweeter than the...

110

T HINE EYE CAN SEE ...

94

T HINE FOREVER ...

75

Thine holy day's returning...

14

This is not my place of resting...

145


PAGE.

This is the glorious gospel-word...

46

This loving Saviour...

82

Thou art my Shepherd...

33

Thou my everlasting portion...

66

Thou that once on mother's knee...

37

T HROUGH THE J ORDAN ...

18

Time, thou speedest on but slowly...

142

Traveling to the better land...

114

T RUST IN THE L ORD ...

100


Up and away, like the dew of the...

123


W ASHED IN THE BLOOD OF THE ...

59

Weary not, my brother...

92

We are homeward bound to the...

22

We are out on the ocean sailing...

162

We are watching, we are waiting...

115

We come with hearts of gladness...

15

We dwell this side of Jordan's...

137

We praise thee, O God...

24

We've listed in a holy war...

102

What a friend we have in Jesus...

28

What means this eager, anxious...

76

Whatever be our earthly lot...

157

W HEAT AND T ARES ...

158

When I can read my title clear...

55

When I survey the wondrous...

52

W HEN J ESUS COMES ...

143

When my sins as mountains rise...

108

When my soul within...

140

When to those who sin and suffer...

56

W HILE THE DAYS ARE GOING BY ...

99

While with ceaseless course...

163

W HITER THAN S NOW ...

71

Who are these in bright array...

153

Whoe'er would win the battle...

120

"Whosoever heareth," shout...

72

W HOSOEVER W ILL ...

72

With harps and with viols...

144

W ONDROUS L OVE ...

58

Work, for the night is coming...

130


Yet there is room...

86