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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.
THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR
AWAY.
Mrs. A
LEXANDER.
T. E. P
ERKINS.
Cop. 1875.
1. There is a green hill far
away,
Without a city wall,
Where the dear
L
ORD
was crucified
Who
died to save us all.
C
HORUS.
Oh, dearly, dearly has
he loved,
And we must love him too,
And trust
in his redeeming blood,
And try his works to
do.
2. We may not know,
we cannot tell
What pains he had to bear,
But
we believe it was for us
He hung and suffered
there.
3. He died that we
might be forgiven,
He died to make us
good,
That we might go at last to heaven,
Saved
by his precious blood.
4.
There was no other good enough
To pay the price of
sin,
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven,
and let us in.
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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.
HOLY, HOLY! LORD
GOD ALMIGHTY!
H
EBER.
Rev. J. B. D
YKES.
1. Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God
Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to
thee;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and
Mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed
Trinity!
2. Holy, Holy,
Holy! all the saints adore thee,
Casting down their
golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and
Seraphim falling down before thee,
Which wert and
art, and evermore shalt be. Amen.
3 Holy, Holy, Holy! though the darkness hide
thee,
Though the eye of sinful man thy
glory may not see,
Only thou art holy, there is none
beside thee
Perfect in power, in love,
and purity.
4 Holy, Holy,
Holy! Lord God Almighty!
All thy works
shall praise thy name in earth, and sky, and
sea;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Amen.
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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!"
SECOND HYMN.
1 Now begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud
in Jesus' name;
Ye, who Jesus' kindness
prove!
Triumph in redeeming love.
Ye, who see
the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's
face!
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise, and
bless redeeming love.
2
Mourning souls! dry up your tears;
Banish all your
guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse
remove,--
Canceled by redeeming love.
Ye, alas!
who long have been
Willing slaves of death and
sin!
Now from bliss no longer rove,
Stop, and
taste redeeming love.
3
Welcome all, by sin oppressed,--
Welcome to his
sacred rest!
Nothing brought him from
above,--
Nothing but redeeming love.
Hither,
then, your music bring;
Strike aloud each joyful
string:
Mortals! join the hosts above,--
Join
to praise redeeming love.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
NETTLETON. 8s &
7s. D.
1 Come, thou Fount
of every blessing,
Tune my heart to
sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never
ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest
praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise
the mount--I'm fixed upon it;
Mount of
thy redeeming love!
2
Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer;
Hither
by thy help I come;
And I hope by thy good
pleasure,
Safely to arrive at
home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to
rescue me from danger,
Interposed his
precious blood.
3 Oh, to
grace how great a debtor,
Daily I'm
constrained to be!
Let thy goodness like a
fetter,
Bind my wand'ring heart to
thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it--
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's
my heart, oh, take and seal it!
Seal
it for thy courts above.
THIRD
HYMN.
SABBATH SONG.
1 Strains of music often greet me,
As I join the busy throng;
But there's
nothing half so pleasant
As the holy
Sabbath song.
CHORUS.
No fear of ill, no fear of
wrong,
While I can sing my Sabbath song;
My
Sabbath song, my Sabbath song,
I love to sing my
Sabbath song.
2 'Tis a
song of love and mercy,
Speaking peace
to all mankind;
Telling sinners, poor and
needy,
Where the Saviour they may
find.
3 Angels sweetly
sing in glory
Songs of praise to God,
their King;
But the song of blest redemption
Man, redeemed, alone can sing.
4 While I live, oh, may I ever
Love the holy Sabbath song;
And when
death shall call me homeward,
Join it
with the blood-bought throng.
FOURTH
HYMN
WARWICK. C. M.
1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will
I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up
mine eye:
2 Up to the
hills where Christ is gone,
To plead
for all his saints;
Presenting at his Father's
throne,
Our songs and our
complaints.
3 Thou art a
God before whose sight
The wicked
shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy
delight,
Nor dwell at thy right
hand.
4 Now to thy house
will I resort,
To taste thy mercies
there;
I will frequent thy holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
5 Oh, may thy Spirit guide my
feet
In ways of
righteousness;
Make every path of duty
straight,
And plain before my
feet.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
1 T
HINE
holy day's
returning,
Our hearts exult to
see;
And with devotion burning,
Ascend, O God, to thee!
To-day with
purest pleasure,
Our thoughts from
earth withdraw;
We search for heavenly
treasure,
We learn thy holy
law.
2 We join to sing
thy praises,
Lord of the Sabbath
day;
Each voice in gladness raises
Its loudest, sweetest lay!
Thy richest
mercies sharing,
Inspire us with thy
love,
By grace our souls preparing
For nobler praise
above.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
WOODSTOCK. C.
M.
1 I love to steal awhile
away
From every cumbering
care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In
humble, grateful prayer.
2 I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear;
And all his
promises to plead
When none but God is
near.
3 I love to think
on mercies past,
And future good
implore;
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On
him whom I adore.
4 I
love by faith to take a view
Of
brighter scenes in heaven;
The prospect does my
strength renew
While here by tempests
driven.
5 Thus when
life's toilsome day is o'er,
May its
departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour
And lead to endless
day.
THIRD HYMN.
SABBATH
BELL.
1 Pleasant is the
Sabbath bell,
Ref.
In the
light, in the light,
Seeming much of joy to tell, In,
&c.
But a music sweeter far. In,
&c.
Breathes where angel spirits are
Ref.
In the light of God.
C
HO.
--Let us walk in the
light,
Walk in the light,
Let us
walk in the light,
In the light of
God.
2 Shall we ever rise
to dwell
Where immortal praises swell?
And can
children ever go
Where eternal Sabbaths glow?
Cho.
3 Yes, that bliss our own may be,
All the
good shall Jesus see,
For the good a rest
remains,
Where the glorious Saviour reigns.
Cho.
FOURTH
HYMN.
LOVE AT HOME.
1 There is beauty all around,
When there's love at home;
There is
joy in every sound,
When there's love
at home;
Peace and plenty here abide,
Smiling
sweet on every side,
Time doth softly, sweetly
glide,
When there's love at
home.
REFRAIN.
Love at home, love at
home;
Time doth softly, sweetly
glide,
When there's love at home.
2 Kindly heaven smiles above,
When there's love at home;
All the
earth is filled with love,
When
there's love at home.
Sweeter sings the brooklet
by,
Brighter beams the azure sky:
Oh, there's
One who smiles on high
When there's love at home.
Ref.
3 Jesus, show thy mercy mine,
Then there's love at home;
Sweetly
whisper I am thine.
Then there's love
at home.
Source of love, thy cheering light
Far
exceeds the sun so bright--
Can dispel the gloom of
night;
Then there's love at home.
Ref.
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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!
SECOND HYMN.
G
EO.
S. W
EEKS,
by per.
1 Lift the Royal banner higher,
Banner of the free;
Let its folds of
mercy waving
Now encircle
me.
C
HO.
--Ring aloud the glorious
anthem,
Anthem of the free!
Wave
the banner, love its motto--
"Jesus
died for me."
2 Floating
out amid the gloaming,
Wave it, lift
it high,
Till the myriad lost ones see it.
Weary
ones draw nigh.
Cho.
3 As the serpent once uplifted
On the burning plain,
So our Jesus,
now uplifted,
Bids us look again.
Cho.
4 Jesus waits to bid you welcome,
Hear his loving voice;
Come, my
brother, heed his calling,
Evermore
rejoice.
Cho.
5 "Come and taste my love
unending,"
Jesus says to
thee;
Pleasures rich, and joy unceasing,
Thine shall ever be.
Cho.
6 When the waves of sin are rolling,
Like a mighty sea,
Trust in Jesus, he
will help thee,
Jesus died for thee.
Cho.
7 Courage, brother, do not falter,
Press with vigor on,
Jesus ever
beckons onward,
On to glory, on!
Cho.
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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.
SECOND
HYMN.
RETREAT. L. M.
1 From every stormy wind that blows,
From
every swelling tide of woes.
There is a calm, a sure
retreat;
'Tis found beneath the
mercy-seat.
2 There is a
place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our
heads;
A place than all besides more sweet--
It
is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3 There, there on eagles' wings we soar,
And
sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down
our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the
mercy-seat.
THIRD HYMN.
BETHANY. 6s &
4s.
1 Nearer, my God, to
thee,
Nearer to thee!
Ev'n
though it be a cross
That raiseth
me,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God,
to thee,
Nearer to thee!
2 Though like a wanderer,
The sun gone down,
Darkness comes over
me,
My rest a stone,
Yet in my
dreams I'd be
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!
3 There let my way appear
Steps unto heaven;
All that thou
sendest me
In mercy
given;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to
thee,
Nearer to
thee!
FOURTH HYMN.
NAOMI. C.
M.
1 Father! whate'er of
earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will
denies,
Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise.--
2 "Give me a calm, a thankful
heart,
From every murmur
free;
The blessings of thy grace impart,
And make me live to thee.
3 "Let the sweet hope that thou art
mine
My life and death
attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's
end."
FIFTH HYMN.
SICILY. 8s &
7s.
1 Lord, dismiss us with
thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy
and peace;
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace.
Oh, refresh us, oh, refresh us,
Traveling through this
wilderness.
2 Thanks we
give, and adoration,
For thy gospel's
joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
May thy presence,
With
us evermore be found.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
1 We praise thee, O God! for the Son of thy
love.
For Jesus who died, and is now gone
above.
C
HO.
--Hallelujah! thine the glory,
Hallelujah! amen.
Hallelujah! thine the glory, revive
us again.
2 We praise
thee, O God! for thy Spirit of light,
Who has shown
us Saviour, and scattered our night.
Cho.
3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was
slain,
Who has borne all our sins, and has cleansed
every stain.
Cho.
4 All glory and praise to the God of
all grace,
Who has bought us; and sought us, and
guided our ways.
Cho.
5 Revive us again; fill each heart, with thy
love:
May each soul be rekindled with fire from
above.
Cho.
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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!
THE
LORD'S PRAYER.
Chant.
1.
Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy
name:
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth, as
it is in heaven:
2. Give
us this day our daily bread;
And forgive us our
trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against
us;
3. And lead us not
into temptation, but deliver us from evil;
For thine
is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever.
Amen.
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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.
COME TO JESUS
TO-DAY.
1. Come to
Jesus, come to Jesus,
Come to Jesus
to-day,
Today come to Jesus,
Come to Jesus
to-day.
2. He will save
you, &c.
3. Oh,
believe him, &,
4.
He'll receive you, &c.
5. Flee to Jesus, &c.
6. He will hear you, &c.
7. He'll have mercy,
&c.
8. He'll forgive
you, &c.
9. He will
cleanse you, &c.
10.
Jesus loves you, &c.
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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.
MY
SAVIOUR DEAR.
P
ALGRAVE.
T. E. P
ERKINS.
Cop. 1870.
1. Thou that once on mother's
knee
Wert a little one like me,
When I wake or
go to bed,
Lay thy hand about my head;
Let me
feel thee very near,
Jesus Christ, my Saviour
dear.
2. Be beside me in
the light,
Close beside me all the night,
Make
me gentle, kind, and true,
Do what mother bids me
do.
Help and cheer me when I fret,
And forgive
when I forget.
3. Thou
art near me when I pray,
Tho' thou art so far
away;
Thou my little hymn wilt hear,
Jesus
Christ, my Saviour dear,
Thou that once on mother's
knee
Wert a little one like me.
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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.
COME, JESUS,
REDEEMER.
Dr. R
AY
P
ALMER.
T. E. P
ERKINS.
Cop. 1860.
1. Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou
with me;
Come, gladden my spirit, that waiteth for
thee;
Thy smile every shadow shall chase from my
heart,
And soothe every sorrow though keen be the
smart.
2. Without thee
but weakness, with thee I am strong;
By day thou
shalt lead me, by night be my song,
Though dangers
surround me, I still every fear,
Since thou, the Most
Mighty, my Helper, art near.
3. Thy love, oh, how faithful! so tender, so
pure!
Thy promise, faith's anchor, how steadfast and
sure!
That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold heart
can warm,
That promise make steady my soul in the
storm.
4 Breathe, breathe
on my spirit, oft ruffled, thy peace:
From restless,
vain wishes, bid thou my heart cease;
In thee all its
longings hence forward shall end,
Till, glad, to thy
presence my soul shall ascend.
5 Oh, then, blessed Jesus, who once for me
died,
Made clean in the fountain that gushed from thy
side,
I shall see thy full glory, thy face shall
behold,
And praise thee with raptures for ever
untold!
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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!
SUN OF MY
SOUL.
K
EBLE.
W. H. M
ONK,
arr.
1. Sun of my soul! thou Saviour dear,
It is
not night if thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born
cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's
eyes!
2. When soft the
dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently
steep,
Be my last tho't,--how sweet to rest
For
ever on my Saviour's breast!
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For
without thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night
is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.
4 Be near to bless me when I
wake,
Ere through the world my way I
take;
Abide with me till in thy love
I lose
myself in heaven above.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
JESUS LOVES
ME.
1 Jesus loves me! this
I know,
For the Bible tells me so;
Little ones
to him belong;
They are weak, but he is
strong.
CHORUS.
Yes, Jesus loves
me;
Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes, Jesus loves
me;
The Bible tells me so.
2 Jesus loves me! he who
died,
Heaven's gate to open wide;
He will wash
away my sin,
Let his little child come
in.
3 Jesus loves me! he
will stay
Close beside me all the way;
If I
love him when I die.
He will take me home on
high.
THIRD HYMN.
ORIOLA. C. M.
D.
1 Dear Saviour, ever at
my side,
How loving thou must
be,
To leave thy home in heaven to guard
A little child like me.
Thy beautiful
and shining face
I see not, though so
near;
The sweetness of thy soft, low voice
I
am too deaf to hear.
2
And when, dear Saviour! I kneel down
Morning and night in prayer,
Something
there is within my heart
Which tells
me thou art there;
Yes! when I pray, thou prayest
too--
Thy prayer is all for
me;
But when I sleep, thou sleepest not,
But watchest patiently.
FOURTH
HYMN.
HEBER. C. M.
1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds,
In a believer's ear!
It soothes his
sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives
away his fear.
2 It makes
the wounded spirit whole,
And calms
the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry
soul,
And to the weary,
rest.
3 Jesus! my
Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,
My
Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, my Life, my Way,
my End,
Accept the praise I
bring.
FIFTH HYMN.
SHEPHERD. 8, 7,
4.
1 Saviour, like a
shepherd lead us,
Much we need thy
tenderest care;
In thy pleasant pastures feed
us,
For our use thy folds
prepare.
Blessed Jesus, blessed
Jesus,
Thou hast bought us thine we
are;
Blessed Jesus, blessed
Jesus,
Thou hast bought us thine we
are.
2 We are thine, do
thou befriend us,
Be the Guardian of
our way;
Keep thy flock, from sin defend us,
Seek us when we go astray.
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Hear young children when they
pray.
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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.
ALL TO CHRIST I
OWE,
Mrs. E. M. H
ALL.
J. T. G
RAPE.
Cop. 1866.
1. I hear the Saviour say,
Thy
strength indeed is small;
O child of weakness,
pray,
I am thine All-in-All.
C
HORUS.
Jesus paid it
all;
All to him I owe!
Sin had left a crimson
stain;
He washed it white as snow.
2. Lord, now indeed I find
Thy
faith, and thine alone,
Can change the leper's
spots,
And melt the heart of stone.
3. For nothing good have
I,
Whereby thy grace to claim--
I'll wash me in
the blood,
The blood of Calv'ry's
Lamb.
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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!
THE
LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.
PSALM
23.
Purcell's Chant.
1.
The Lord is my Shepherd;
I shall not
want.
2. He maketh me to
lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the
still waters.
3. He
restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the path of
righteousness for his name's sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death, I will fear no evil:
For thou art
with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort
me.
5. Thou preparest a
table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou
anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth
over.
6. Surely goodness
and mercy shall follow me all the days of my
life:
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.
Amen.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
PLEYEL'S HYMN.
7s.
1 Children of the
heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly
sing;
Sing your Saviour's worthy
praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 Ye are traveling home to
God
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy
now, and ye
Soon their happiness shall
see.
3 Fear not,
brethren; joyful stand
On the borders of your
land;
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you
undismayed go on.
4 Lord,
submissive make us go,
Gladly leaving all
below;
Only thou our Leader be.
And we still
will follow thee.
THIRD HYMN.
BROWN. C.
M.
1 When I can read my
title clear
To mansions in the
skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul
engage,
And fiery darts be
hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge
come,
And storms of sorrow
fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all!--
4 There shall I bathe my weary
soul
In seas of heavenly
rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful
breast.
FOURTH HYMN.
HAPPY DAY. L.
M.
1 Oh, happy day that
fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour
and my God!
Well may this glowing heart
rejoice,
And tell its raptures all
abroad.
REFRAIN.
Happy day,
happy day!
When Jesus washed my sins away;
He
taught me how to watch and pray,
And live rejoicing
every day.
Happy day, happy
day!
When Jesus washed my sins away.
2 'Tis done, the great transaction's done,
I am my Lord's, and he is mine;
He
drew me, and I followed on,
Charmed to
confess the voice divine.
3 Now rest, my long-divided heart;
Fixed on this blissful centre
rest;
Nor ever from thy Lord depart:
With him of every good
possessed.
FIFTH HYMN.
SOLID ROCK. L. M.
D.
1 My hope is built on
nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and
righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest
frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name.
REFRAIN.
On Christ, the solid rock I
stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
2 When darkness seems to vail his
face,
I rest on his unchanging grace;
In every
high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the
vail.
Ref.
3 His oath, his covenant, and
blood,
Support me in the whelming flood:
When
all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope
and stay.
Ref.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
WINDHAM. L.
M.
1 Show pity, Lord, O
Lord, forgive;
Let a repenting rebel live.
Are
not thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner
trust in thee?
2 Oh, wash
my soul from every sin,
And make my guilty conscience
clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And
past offences pain my eyes.
3 My lips with shame my sins
confess,
Against thy law, against thy
grace;
Lord, should thy judgments grow
severe,
I am condemned, but thou art
clear.
THIRD HYMN.
TOPLADY. 8, 7 &
4.
1 Rock of ages, cleft
for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the
water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which
flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from
wrath, and make me pure.
2 Could my tears forever flow,
Could my zeal
no languor know,
These for sin could not
atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone:
In my
hand no price I bring;
Simply to thy cross I
cling.
3 While I draw
this fleeting breath,
When my eyes shall close in
death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And
behold thee on thy throne--
Rock of ages, cleft for
me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
FOURTH
HYMN.
HE LEADETH ME.
1 He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought!
Oh,
words with heavenly comfort fraught;
Whate'er I do,
where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth
me.
REFRAIN.
He leadeth me! he leadeth
me!
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful
follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth
me!
2 Sometimes 'mid
scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's
bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled
sea--
Still 't is his hand that leadeth
me!
3 Lord, I would clasp
thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor
repine--
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 't
is my God that leadeth me!
FIFTH HYMN.
OLMUTZ. S.
M.
1 I love thy kingdom,
Lord--
The house of thine
abode--
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood.
2 I love thy Church, O God!
Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as
the apple of thine eye,
And graven on
thy hand.
3 For her my
tears shall fall;
For her my prayers
ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall
end.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
1 O
SACRED
Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down;
Now
scornfully surrounded
With thorns, thy
only crown;
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss till now was thine!
Yet,
though despised and gory,
I joy to
call thee mine.
2 What
thou, my Lord! hast suffered
Was all
for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the
transgression,
But thine the deadly
pain:
Lo! here I fall, my Saviour!
'Tis I deserve thy place;
Look on me
with thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me thy
grace.
3 Be near when I
am dying;
Oh, show thy cross to
me,
And for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, to set me free.
These eyes
new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall
not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely, through thy
love.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
LITTLE
CHILDREN.
1 Little
children, come to Jesus;
Hear him
saying, "Come to me,"
Blessed Jesus, who to save
us,
Shed his blood on
Calvary!
Little souls were made to serve him,
All his holy law fulfill,
Little
hearts were made to love him,
Little
hands to do his will.
CHORUS.
Little children
come to Jesus;
Hear him saying, "Come
to me,"
Blessed Jesus, who to save us,
Shed his blood on Calvary.
2 Little eyes to read the
Bible,
Given from the heaven
above;
Little ears to hear the story,
Of the Saviour's wondrous love;
Little
tongues to sing his praises,
Little
feet to walk his ways;
Little bodies to be
temples,
Where the Holy Spirit stays.
Cho.
3 There are little crowns in heaven,
There are little harps of gold;
There
are little shining dresses,
There are
gems and joys untold;
Jesus gave his blood to buy
them;
He has bought enough for
all,
Little children, come to Jesus,
He has love for great and small.
Cho.
THIRD
HYMN.
ANTIOCH. C. M.
1 Joy to the world,--the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let every
heart prepare him room,
And heaven and
nature sing.
2 Joy to the
earth,--the Saviour reigns;
Let men
their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks,
hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding
joy.
3 No more let sins
and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest
the ground,
He comes to make his blessings
flow,
Far as the curse is
found.
4 He rules the
world with truth and grace,
And makes
the nations prove
The glories of his
righteousness,
And wonders of his
love.
FOURTH HYMN.
AUTUMN. 8s &
7s. D.
1 Saviour, King, in
hallowed union,
At thy sacred feet we
bow;
Heart with heart, in blest communion,
Join
to crave thy favor now!
Though celestial choirs adore
thee,
Let our prayers as incense
rise;
And our praise be set before thee,
Sweet
as evening sacrifice.
2
Heavenly Fount, thy streams of blessing,
Oft have cheered us on our way;
By thy
power and grace unceasing,
We continue
to this day.
Raise we then with glad emotion,
Thankful lays: and while we sing,
Vow
a pure, a full devotion
To thy work, O
Saviour King!
3 When we
tell the wondrous story
Of thy rich,
exhaustless love,
Send thy Spirit, Lord of
glory,
On the youthful heart to
move!
Oh, that he, the ever-living,
May descend as fruitful rain;
Till the
wilderness reviving,
Blossoms as the
rose again.
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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."
MY FATHER, GOD, TO
THEE.
T. E. P
ERKINS.
Cop. 1860.
1. My Father, God, to thee,
On
reverent bended knee,
To thee I bow;
To thee my
prayer I raise,
To thee my psalm of praise,
In
thine unbounded grace,
Oh, hear me now!
2.
Weary and
weak I come,
Still seeking through the gloom
To see thy face;
O Father, hear my
plea,
And take me nearer thee,
And let thy
bosom be
My resting place.
3.
My path is
wrapt in cloud,
This world is cold and proud,
And shadows come;
But yet I trust in
thee,
That o'er life's troubled sea,
To where
the mansions be,
Thou'lt lead me
home.
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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.
CALVARY'S HOLY
MOUNTAIN.
M
ONTGOMERY.
W. B. B
RADBURY,
by per.
1. Come to Calv'ry's holy
mountain,
Sinners, ruined by the fall;
Here a
pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to
all,
In a full perpetual tide,
Opened when our
Saviour died,
In a full perpetual tide,
Opened
when our Saviour died.
2.
Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent and
blind;
Here the guilty free remission,
Here the
troubled, peace may find;
Health this fountain will
restore;
He that drinks shall thirst no
more,
Health this fountain will restore;
He
that drinks shall thirst no more.
3. He that drinks shall live for ever;
'Tis
a soul-renewing flood;
God is faithful; God will
never
Break his covenant in blood,
Signed when
our Redeemer died,
Sealed when he was
glorified,
Signed when our Redeemer
died,
Sealed when he was
glorified.
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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.
SAVIOUR! I FOLLOW
ON.
C. S. R.
K
ARL
R
EDEN,
by per.
1. Saviour! I follow on,
Guided
by thee,
Seeing not yet the hand
That leadeth
me;
Hushed be my heart and still,
Fear I no
further ill,
Only to meet thy will
My will
shall be.
2 Riven the
rock for me
Thirst to
relieve,
Manna from heaven falls
Fresh every eve;
Never a want
severe
Causeth my eye a tear,
But thou dost
whisper near,
"Only
believe!"
3 Often to
Marah's brink
Have I been
brought;
Shrinking the cup to drink,
Help I have sought;
And with the
prayer's ascent,
Jesus the branch hath
rent,
Quickly relief hath sent,
Sweetening the draught.
4 Saviour! I long to walk
Closer with thee;
Led by thy guiding
hand,
Ever to be;
Constantly
near thy side,
Quickened and purified,
Living
for him who died
Freely for
me!
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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!
YET THERE IS
ROOM.
Rev. H. B
ONAR,
D. D.
I
RA
D. S
ANKEY,
by per.
1. Yet there is room! the Lamb's bright hall of
song
With its fair glory beckons thee
along:
Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter
now.
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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.
YET THERE IS
ROOM.
Concluded.
2 Day is declining, and the sun is low;
The
shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go:
Room,
room, still room! oh, enter, enter now!
3 The bridal hall is filling for the
feast:
Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom's
guest:
Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter
now!
4 It fills, it
fills, that hall of jubilee!
Make haste, make haste;
'tis not too full for thee:
Room, room, still room!
oh, enter, enter now!
5
Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate,
The
gate of love; it is not yet too late:
Room, room,
still room! oh, enter, enter now!
6 Pass in, pass in! That banquet is for
thee;
That cup of everlasting love is
free:
Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter
now!
7 All heaven is
there, all joy! Go in, go in;
The angels beckon thee
the prize to win:
Room, room, still room! oh, enter,
enter now!
8 Louder and
sweeter sounds the loving call;
Come, lingerer, come;
enter the festal hall:
Room, room, still room! oh,
enter, enter now!
9 Ere
night that gate may close, and seal thy doom,
Then
the last, low, long cry:--"No room, no room!"
No
room, no room:--oh, woful cry, "No
room!"
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
NEAR THE
CROSS.
1 Jesus, keep me
near the Cross,
There a precious
fountain,
Free to all--a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary's mountain.
CHORUS.
In
the Cross, in the Cross,
Be my glory
ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.
2 Near the Cross, a trembling
soul,
Love and mercy found
me;
There the bright and morning star
Shed its beams around me.
Cho.
3 Near the Cross, O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me
walk from day to day,
With its shadows
o'er me.
Cho.
THIRD HYMN.
WOODWORTH.
L. M.
1 Just as I am,
without one plea,
But that thy blood was shed for
me,
And that thou bid'st me come to thee,
O
Lamb of God, I come! I come!
2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my
soul of one dark blot,
To thee whose blood can
cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come! I
come!
3 Just as I am--thy
love unknown,
Hath broken every barrier
down;
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone,
O
Lamb of God, I come! I come!
FOURTH
HYMN.
THE OLD, OLD STORY.
1 Tell me the old, old story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and
his glory,
Of Jesus and his
love.
Tell me the story simply,
As to a little child,
For I am weak
and weary,
And helpless and defiled.
R
EF.
--Tell me
the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old
story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Of Jesus and his love.
2 Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in--
That wonderful
redemption,
God's remedy for
sin.
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon!
The "early dew"
of morning
Has passed away at noon.
Ref.
3 Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones, and
grave;
Remember! I'm the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me that
story always,
If you would really
be,
In any time of trouble,
A
comforter to me.
Ref.
FIFTH HYMN.
ELLESSDIE.
8s & 7s. D.
1 Jesus, I
my cross have taken,
All to leave, and
follow thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt
be!
Perish, every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or
known,
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still my own!
2 Let the world despise and leave
me.
They have left my Saviour
too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me--
Thou art not, like them, untrue;
Oh,
while thou dost smile upon me,
God of
wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends
disown me,
Show thy face, and all is
bright.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
ARLINGTON. C.
M.
1 Am I a soldier of the
cross,
A follower of the
Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or
blush to speak his name?
2 Shall I be carried to the skies,
On flowery beds of ease,
While others
fought to win the prize,
And sailed
through bloody seas?
3
Are there no foes for me to face?
Must
I not stem the flood?
Is this vain world a friend to
grace,
To help me on to
God?
4 Sure I must fight,
if I would reign;
Increase my courage,
Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported
by thy word.
5 Thy saints
in all this glorious war
Shall
conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from
afar,
By faith they bring it
nigh.
6 When that
illustrious day shall rise,
And all
thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the
skies,
The glory shall be
thine.
THIRD HYMN.
SWEET
REST.
1 There is a land
immortal,
The beautiful of
lands;
Beside its ancient portal
A silent sentry stands;
He only can
undo it,
And open wide the
door;
And mortals who pass through it,
Are mortal nevermore.
CHORUS.
There is sweet rest in heaven,
There is sweet rest in heaven,
There
is sweet rest, there is sweet rest,
There is sweet rest in heaven.
2 Though dark and drear the
passage
That leadeth to the
gate,
Yet grace comes with the message,
To souls that watch and wait.
And at
the time appointed
A messenger comes
down,
And leads the Lord's anointed
From cross to glory's crown.
3 Their sighs are lost in
singing,
They're blessed in their
tears;
Their journey heavenward winging,
They leave on earth their fears:
Death
like an angel seemeth;
"We welcome
thee," they cry;
Their face with glory
beameth--
'Tis life for them to
die!
FOURTH HYMN.
LABAN. S.
M.
1 My soul, be on thy
guard,
Ten thousand foes
arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2 Oh, watch, and fight, and
pray!
The battle ne'er give
o'er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.
3 Ne'er think the victory won,
Nor lay thine armor down;
Thine
arduous work will not be done,
Till
thou obtain thy crown.
4
Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall
bring thee to thy God!
He'll take thee at thy parting
breath,
Up to his blest
abode.
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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.
COME UNTO
ME.
M
ENDELSSOHN.
1. Come unto me when shadows darkly
gather,
When the sad heart is weary and
distressed.
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly
Father;
Come unto me, and I will give you
rest.
2. Ye who have
mourned when the spring flowers were taken,
When the
ripe fruit fell richly to the ground,
When the loved
slept, in brighter homes to waken,
Where their pale
brows with spirit-wreaths are crowned.
3. Large are the mansions in thy
Father's dwelling,
Glad are the homes that sorrows
never dim;
Sweet are the harps in holy music
swelling,
Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly
hymn.
4. There, like an
Eden blossoming in gladness,
Bloom the fair flowers
the earth too rudely pressed:
Come unto me, all ye
who droop in sadness,
Come unto me, and I will give
you rest.
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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.
SECOND
HYMN.
COURAGE.
1 Oh, do not be discouraged,
For Jesus is your Friend!
Oh, do not
be discouraged,
For Jesus is your
Friend!
He will give you grace to conquer,
He
will give you grace to conquer,
And
keep you to the end.
CHORUS.
I am glad I'm in this
army,
Yes, I'm glad I'm in this army,
Yes, I'm
glad I'm in this army,
And I'll battle
for the school.
2 Fight
on, ye little soldiers,
The battle you
shall win;
Fight on, ye little soldiers,
The battle you shall win;
For the
Saviour is your Captain,
For the Saviour is your
Captain,
And he has vanquished sin.
Cho.
3 And when the conflict's over,
Before him you shall stand;
And when
the conflict's over,
Before him you
shall stand;
You shall sing his praise for
ever,
You shall sing his praise for ever,
In Canaan's happy land.
Cho.
THIRD HYMN.
PORTUGUESE
HYMN. 11s.
1 How firm a
foundation, ye saints of the Lord!
Is laid for your
faith in his excellent word!
What more can he say,
than to you he hath said,--
To you, who for refuge to
Jesus have fled?
2 "Fear
not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed,
For I am
thy God, I will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen
thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by
my gracious, omnipotent hand.
3 "When through the deep waters I call thee to
go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not
overflow;
For I will be with thee thy trials to
bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest
distress.
4 "The soul
that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
I will not--I
will not desert to his foes;
That soul--though all
hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never--no
never--no never forsake!"
FOURTH HYMN.
MARTYN.
7s. D.
1 Jesus! lover of my
soul,
Let me to thy bosom
fly
While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is high.
Hide
me, O my Saviour! hide,
Till the storm
of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh, receive my soul at last!
2 Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee;
Leave,
ah! leave me not alone,
Still support
and comfort me.
All my trust on thee is stayed;
All my help from thee I bring;
Cover
my defenceless head
With the shadow of
thy wing.
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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!
EVENTIDE.
Rev. H
ENRY
F. L
YTE.
W. H. M
ONK.
1. Abide with me! Fast falls the
eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me
abide!
When other helpers fail, and comforts
flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with
me!
2. Not a brief glance
I beg, a parting word;
But as thou dwell'st with thy
disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient,
free,
Come, not to sojourn, but abide with
me!
3. I need thy
presence every passing hour:
What but thy grace can
foil the tempter's power?
Who like thyself my guide
and stay can be?
Thro' cloud and sunshine, oh, abide
with me!
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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!
JESUS LOVES EVEN ME.
From
"G
OSPEL
S
ONGS,
" by P. P. B
LISS.
By per. of J
OHN
C
HURCH
& C
O.
1.
I am so glad that our Father in heaven,
Tells of his
love in the Book he has given;
Wonderful things in
the Bible I see,
This is the dearest, that Jesus
loves me.
C
HORUS.
I am so glad that
Jesus loves me,
Jesus loves me, Jesus loves
me;
Jesus loves even me.
2. Tho' I forget him and wander away,
Kindly
he follows wherever I stray;
Back to his dear loving
arms would I flee
When I remember that Jesus loves
me.
3. Oh, if there's
only one song I can sing,
When in his beauty I see
the great King,
This shall my song in eternity
be,
Oh, what a wonder that Jesus loves
me!
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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.
SAVIOUR, LISTEN TO OUR
PRAYER.
E. W. K.
E. W. K
ELLOGG,
by per.
1. Saviour, listen to our prayer,
Poor and
sinful though we are;
Guilt-confessing, Give thy
blessing,
Grant us thy loving care.
C
HORUS.
O God our Father,
Christ our King,
Now to thee our hearts we
bring;
Keep them ever, Blessed Saviour.
Till in
heaven thy love we sing.
2 Strength is thine; we often stray
From thy
pure and holy way;
Wilt thou guide us, Walk beside
us,
Nearer every day?
Cho.
3 Then may we, when life is o'er,
Stand with
thee on yonder shore:
Freed from sinning, Heaven
winning,
Praising evermore.
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.
SECOND
HYMN.
LENOX. H. M.
1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow--
The gladly solemn sound!
Let all the
nations know,
To earth's remotest
bound.
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye
ransomed sinners, home.
2
Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning
Lamb;
Redemption by his blood
Through all the lands proclaim.
The
year of jubilee, etc.
THIRD HYMN.
MISSIONARY
HYMN. 7s & 6s.
1 From
Greenland's icy mountains,
From
India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny
fountains
Roll down their golden
sand,--
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain.
They call us
to deliver
Their land from error's
chain.
2 Shall we, whose
souls are lighted
With wisdom from on
high,--
Shall we, to men benighted,
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation, oh,
salvation!
The joyful sound
proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has
learned Messiah's name.
3
Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And
you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of
glory,
It spreads from pole to
pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer,
King, Creator,
In bliss returns to
reign!
FOURTH HYMN.
WEBB. 7s &
6s.
1 The morning light is
breaking,
The darkness
disappears;
The sons of earth are waking
To penitential tears;
Each breeze that
sweeps the ocean
Brings tidings from
afar
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Zion's war.
2 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love,
And thousand
hearts ascending
In gratitude
above;
While sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the
Saviour's blessing--
A nation in a
day.
FIFTH HYMN.
MARCHING
ALONG.
1 The children are
gathering from near and from far,
The trumpet is
sounding the call for the war;
The conflict is
raging, 'twill be fearful and long,
We'll gird on the
armor, and be marching along.
CHORUS.
Marching along,
we are marching along,
Gird on the armor and be
marching along;
Our leader is Jesus, he bids us be
strong,
Then gird on your armor and be marching
along.
2 The foe is
before us in battle array,
But let us not waver nor
turn from the way,
The Lord is our strength, be this
ever our song,
With courage and faith we are marching
along.
Cho.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
SHALL WE
GATHER.
1 Shall we gather
at the river,
Where bright angel feet
have trod;
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?
REFRAIN.
Yes, we'll gather at the
river,
The beautiful, the beautiful
river,
Gather with the saints at the river
That
flows by the throne of God.
2 On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will
walk and worship ever,
All the happy,
golden day.
Ref.
3 Ere we reach the shining
river,
Lay we every burden
down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.
Ref.
4 Soon we'll reach the shining river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon
our happy hearts will quiver
With the
melody of peace.
Ref.
THIRD HYMN.
OAK. 6s
& 4s.
1 I'm but a
stranger here,
Heaven is my
home;
Earth is a desert drear,
Heaven is my home.
Danger and sorrow
stand
Round me on every hand;
Heaven is my
fatherland,
Heaven is my
home.
2 What though the
tempest rage,
Heaven is my
home;
Short is my pilgrimage,
Heaven is my home.
Time's cold and
wintry blast
Soon will be overpast;
I shall
reach home at last,
Heaven is my
home.
3 There at my
Saviour's side,
Heaven is my
home,
I shall be glorified,
Heaven is my home.
There are the good
and blest,
Those I love most and best,
There,
too, I soon shall rest,
Heaven is my
home.
FOURTH HYMN.
THE HAPPY
LAND.
1 There is a happy
land,
Far, far away,
Where
saints in glory stand,
Bright, bright
as day.
Oh, how they sweetly sing,
Worthy is
our Saviour King,
Loud let his praises ring,
Praise, praise for aye.
2 Come to that happy land,
Come, come away;
Why will ye doubting
stand,
Why still delay?
Oh, we
shall happy be,
When from sin and sorrow
free!
Lord, we shall live with thee,
Blest, blest for aye.
3 Bright, in that happy land,
Beams every eye;
Kept by a Father's
hand
Love cannot die.
Oh, then
to glory run,
Be a crown and kingdom won;
And,
bright above the sun,
We reign for
aye.
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
FREDERICK.
11s.
1 I would not live
alway; I ask not to stay
Where storm after storm
rises dark o'er the way;
The few lurid mornings that
dawn on us here
Are enough for life's joys, full
enough for its cheer.
2
Who, who would live alway, away from his God--
Away
from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
Where rivers of
pleasure flow bright o'er the plains,
And the
noontide of glory eternally reigns!
3 There saints of all ages in harmony
meet,
Their Saviour and brethren transported to
greet;
While anthems of rapture unceasingly
roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the
soul.
THIRD HYMN.
COME, YE
DISCONSOLATE.
1 Come ye
disconsolate, where'er ye languish;
Come to the
mercy-seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded
hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow
that heaven can not heal.
2 Joy of the desolate, light of the
straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and
pure;
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly
saying,
Earth has no sorrow that heaven can not
cure.
3 Here see the
bread of life; see waters flowing
Forth from the
throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast of
love; come, ever knowing.
Earth has no sorrow but
heaven can remove.
FOURTH HYMN.
WHITE
ROBES.
1 Who are these in
bright array,
This exulting, happy
throng,
Round the altar night and day,
Singing one triumphant song?
CHORUS.
They have clean robes, white
robes,--
White robes are waiting for
me!
Yes, clean robes, white robes,
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.
2 These through fiery trials
trod,
These from great afflictions
came;
Now before the throne of God,
Sealed with his almighty name.
3 Clad in raiment pure and
white,
Victor palms in every
hand,
Thro' their great Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
4 Joy and gladness banish
sighs;
Perfect love dispels all
fears;
And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away their
tears.
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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.
JESUS WILL
COME.
T. E. P
ERKINS.
Cop. 1875.
1. How bright that blessed
hope!
Jesus will come!
Let us our heads lift
up,
Jesus will come!
Morning so bright and
clear,
Mansions of God appear,
Sin shall not
enter there,
Jesus will come!
2. Him every eye shall
see,
Jesus will come!
Bright will the glory
be,
Jesus will come!
Soon shall the trumpet
speak,
Each sleeping saint awake,
And the glad
morning break,
Jesus will come!
3. Full of this blessed
hope!
Jesus will come!
Let us the cross take
up,
Jesus will come!
Happy, reproach to
bear,
Shame, for his sake, to share,
Since we
our crown shall wear,
Jesus will
come!
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
NEWPORT.
7s & 6s.
1 Come, let us
sing of Jesus,
While hearts and
accents blend;
Come, let us sing of Jesus,
The
sinner's only friend:
His holy soul rejoices,
Amid the choirs above,
To hear our
youthful voices
Exulting in his
love.
2 We love to sing
of Jesus,
Who died our souls to
save;
We love to sing of Jesus,
Triumphant o'er the grave;
And in our
hour of danger,
We'll trust his love
alone,
Who once slept in a manger,
And
now sits on the throne.
3
Then let us sing of Jesus,
While yet
on earth we stay,
And hope to sing of Jesus
Throughout eternal day:
For those who
here confess him,
He will in heaven
confess;
And faithful hearts that bless him,
He will forever bless.
THIRD
HYMN.
NO SORROW THERE.
1 Forever with the Lord!
Amen! so let it be!
Life from the dead
is in that word,
'Tis
immortality.
CHORUS.
There'll be no sorrow
there,
There'll be no sorrow there,
In heaven
above, where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow
there.
2 Here in the body
pent,
Absent from him I
roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
Cho.
3 My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near,
At times,
to faith's foreseeing eye,
The golden
gates appear!
Cho.
FOURTH HYMN.
IOWA. S.
M.
1 A charge to keep I
have,
A God to glorify,
A
never-dying soul to save,
And fit it
for the sky.
2 To serve
the present age,
My calling to
fulfill;
Oh, may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And oh, thy
servant, Lord, prepare
A strict
account to give.
FIFTH HYMN.
SWEET
STORY.
1 I think, when I
read that sweet story of old,
When
Jesus was here among men,
How he called little
children as lambs to his fold,--
I
should like to have been with them then.
2 I wish that his hands had been
placed on my head,
That his arm had
been thrown around me;
And that I might have seen his
kind look when he said,
"Let the
little ones come unto me."
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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.
SECOND
HYMN.
Rev. P. A. H
ANAFORD.
1 "Come unto me, earth's weary ones!"
The Saviour saith to-day;
"Come, ye
that, heavy-laden, sigh,
Your burdens
cast away!
Come, in the sultry heat of noon,
And I will give you rest;
Come, weary
pilgrim, hither come,
And be forever
blest!"
2 Lord Jesus! now
thy voice we hear,
No longer we
delay!
From earthly hopes and vain desires,
Our spirits turn away.
Thy voice, O
Teacher, most divine!
With gentle
tones so sweet,
Comes o'er us mid the din of
earth,
And stays our wandering
feet.
3 Rest, rest in
thee! my spirit longs
For calm and
sweet repose;
To have my soul a tranquil lake
Whereon faith's lily grows.
I claim
thy promise, gracious Lord!
Thy love
to comfort me,
Repenting, hoping, loving now,
O Christ! I come to
thee.
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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.
I NEED THEE, O
MY GOD.
F.----
W
M.
F. S
HERWIN.
Cop. 1874.
1. I need thee, O my God,
Thy
all-sustaining power;
I need thy cleansing
blood
To save me every hour.
C
HORUS.
O
Saviour! now behold me;
Let thine arms enfold
me;
While at the cross I'm kneeling
Oh, come,
and bless me now!
2. I
need thy Spirit, Lord,
My comfort day by
day,
To guide my steps aright
And warn me when
I stray.
3. I need the
sheltering Rock,
Where, from the noon-tide
heat,
My soul may rest awhile
Beneath its calm
retreat.
4. I'm waiting
at the cross;
My faith takes hold on thee;
In
grief, in joy, or pain,
O Lord, abide with
me!
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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.
SECOND HYMN.
BOYLSTON.
S. M.
1 Blest be the tie
that binds
Our hearts in Christian
love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears,
our hopes, our aims are one--
Our
comforts and our cares.
3
We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual
burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall
still be joined in heart,
And hope to
meet again.
THIRD HYMN.
RING THE
BELLS.
1 Ring the bells of
heaven! there is joy to-day,
For a
soul returning from the wild;
See! the father meets
him out upon the way,
Welcoming his
weary, wand'ring child.
CHORUS.
Glory! glory!
how the angels sing;
Glory! glory! how the loud harps
ring;
'Tis the ransomed army like a mighty
sea,
Pealing forth the anthem of the
free.
2 Ring the bells of
heaven! there is joy to-day,
For the
wanderer now is reconciled;
Yes, a soul is rescued
from his sinful way,
And is born anew
a ransomed child.
3 Ring
the bells of heaven! spread the feast to-day,
Angels swell the glad triumphant
strain;
Tell the joyful tidings! bear it far
away!
For a precious soul is born
again.
FOURTH HYMN.
AMERICA. 6s &
4s.
1 My country! 'tis of
thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of
thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died,
Land
of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain
side
Let freedom ring.
2 My native country,
thee--
Land of the noble, free--
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and
rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart
with rapture thrills,
Like that
above.
3 Our father's
God, to thee,
Author of liberty,
To thee we sing:
Long may our land be
bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by
thy might,
Great God, our
King.
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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.
SECOND
HYMN.
BENEVENTO.
1 While with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many
souls their race have run,
Never more
to meet us here;
Fixed in an eternal state.
They have done with all below;
We a
little longer wait,
But how little
none can know.
2 Thanks
for mercies past receive,
Pardon of
our sins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live
With eternity in view;
Bless thy word
to young and old,
Fill us with a
Saviour's love;
And when life's short tale is
told,
May we dwell with thee
above.
THIRD HYMN.
SHINING
SHORE.
1 My days are
gliding swiftly by,
And I, a pilgrim
stranger,
Would not detain them as
the
[sic]
fly!
Those hours
of toil and danger.
REFRAIN.
For oh! we stand on Jordan's
strand,
Our friends are passing
over,
And just before the Shining Shore,
We may almost discover.
2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren
dear,
Our distant home
discerning:
Our absent Lord has left us word.
Let every lamp be burning.
Ref.
3 Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
That
perfect rest naught can molest.
Where
golden harps are ringing.
Ref.
FOURTH HYMN.
OLD
HUNDRED. L. M.
1 From all
that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise
arise;
Let the Redeemer's praise be
sung,
Through every land, by every
tongue.
2 Eternal are thy
mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy
word:
Thy name shall sound from shore to
shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no
more.
Praise God, from whom
all blessings flow,
Praise him, all creatures here
below;
Praise him above, ye heavenly
host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy
Ghost.
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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
...
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J
ESUS, MY
L
ORD
...
50
J
ESUS OF
N
AZARETH PASSETH BY
...
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J
ESUS SAVES
...
122
J
ESUS SAVES ME NOW
...
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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
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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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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
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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
...
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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
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NEW MUSIC BOOK
FOR SUNDAY-SCHOOLS.
CALVARY
SONGS.
A New Hymn and Tune
Book for the Family and the Sunday-School, prepared by Rev.
C
HAS.
S. R
OBINSON,
D.D., and T
HEODORE
E. P
ERKINS,
and published by
the
AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION.
35 Cents per Copy;
$30 per 100 Copies.
The A
MERICAN
S
UNDAY
-S
CHOOL
U
NION
has for several years felt the
importance of having a New Book that should contain a large
portion of the most valuable Hymns and Tunes for
Sunday-Schools, so that there would be no need of changing
the book every year. And thus they hope to save a large
expense to the schools.
The Society has secured the
valuable services of two gentlemen of known character and
experience, to prepare in their be
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this collection of
hymns and music. Dr. R
OBINSON
is widely known as the compiler of "Songs for the
Sanctuary," one of the most popular books for church
service ever issued, and as one of the most faithful
workers in behalf of the Sunday-School cause over the whole
country. Mr. T
HEODORE
E.
P
ERKINS,
his worthy
associate, is known by his "Songs of Salvation" and "Songs
of
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Day," wherever good music is seen or sung.
Notices of the Press.
"The
American Sunday-School Union has done the Sabbath-School
interest a good service in securing the compilation of this
admirable collection. It is prepared by two master workmen,
and is adapted to meet the wants of schools in every part
of the land. It contains nearly all the popular music sung
now in revival meetings, together with such an admixture of
new hymns and tunes as the cultivated taste of its
compilers has approved. It is adapted for permanent use,
and we trust will have a share in arresting the tendency to
frequent change in Sunday-School music, which has been so
great a nuisance and worry hitherto. We wish the new
candidate a wide career of usefulness."--
The New York Evangelist.
"To our
friends who are casting about for a supply of singing-books
for Sunday-School and prayer-meeting purposes, we would
say--The American Sunday-School Union has just issued the
very thing you want. The Rev. Dr. Charles S. Robinson, the
author of 'Songs of the Sanctuary,' and Theodore E.
Perkins, equally prominent as a musician, have combined
their efforts to give us a collection of gems; and they
know what are gems. Their new book is called 'Calvary
Songs,' and it contains all the really valuable pieces in
Moody and Sankey's Song Book, and a good many that are not
there."--
The Church
Union.
"The American Sunday-School Union has
issued an admirable collection of spiritual songs adapted
for use in Sunday and public schools, and also for social
and revival meetings. It is entitled 'Calvary Songs,' and
has been conjointly prepared by Rev. C. S. Robinson, D.D.,
and Theodore E. Perkins. The music is of a high order, and
the hymns are at once poetical and devotional."--
Christian Intelligencer.
"The
music is fresh and good; and there is a better collection
than usual of favorite hymns without the music. One
peculiarity, which we never saw in any other book, and
which is a decided advantage, is, that the first line of
each hymn is set to music in some familiar tune. This is a
great relief to the unprofessional, as
how to start
the tune is a great
trouble with many of us."--
Western
Recorder,
Louisville, Ky.
"A careful
examination of its music shows that every piece, without
exception, has elements which will make it popular in some
departments of our schools, or for special occasions, where
nearly all will be welcomed at any time."--
The Standard,
Chicago.
"This is
one of the best singing-books for its purpose ever
published."--
Sunday-School
Times.
"This new collection of hymns and tunes
has evidently been made with scrupulous care, and with an
eye to meeting the wants of Sunday-Schools and families.
New songs and old favorites are wisely brought together,
and, in some instances, familiar tunes have been given
fresh words, to the gain of the singers."--
St. Nicholas Magazine.
"We feel
sure that the book is destined to hold a high rank among
the long list of similar publications."--
American Sunday-School Worker,
St.
Louis, Mo.
"A capital book of Sunday-School hymns is
'Calvary Songs
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New York
Independent.
This Music Book has been
introduced into, and approved by, many of our largest and
most influential Sunday-Schools. Eight large editions have
been published, and the demand is
increasing.
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