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MUSIC ADAPTED TO THE WANTS AND CAPACITIES
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THE HOME OIROLE AND DEVOTIONAL GATHEEIN(^S,
By T. c/'o'KAN E,
AUTHOR OF "SONGS OF WORSHIP," "DEW DROPS," "FRESH LEAVES," ETC
CI N CI N NAT I:
Published by JOHN CHURCH & CO., 66 W.4TH St.
1874.
Entpro<1 nr,cordine to \ct of Conrro.., ;„ th«r#Hr \ta<^- '.vJohn r«',i»r« & Co.. in tlieolficc of th" Librarian of Congrybs. T* ■'• ington.
PREFACE.
" A collection of choice Sabbath-School music," expresses the true character of
*'EVERY SABBATH."
In nianv respects this book differs essentially from nearly all others of the kind. One of its marked pe- culiarities is that the "words and music" are not " all new," and " especially written for tiiis work." The Autkor has preferred to select gems here and there, not ignoring the appropriate and desirable simply^ be- cause it was ''old," nor taking others because they were "new," but he has rather gathered together treas- ures new and old, so that when
EVERY SABBATH
old and voung meet together in the School they can mingle hearts and voices in praising the Lord.
Another peculiar feature is its great variety of matter for the ordinary School exercises, Monthly Con- certs, Praise Meetings, Missionary gatherings— indeed, for all the musical wants of the Sabbath-School.
ESPECIAL ATTENTION
is called to its adaptation to the International Series of Sabbath-School Lessons, in furnishing two or more appropriate hymns to each Lesson — hymns, too, set to music more or less familiar; or if new, such as caji be sung almost at sight, thus not losing tlie present effect of the song in Imrning tlie tun-.
Concerning the strictly religious character of the hymns in their sentiment and poetic expression, and the musical merit of the tunes, nothing more is necessary in tliis place, as they will speak for themselves.
And as the thousands of Sabbath-School scholars and laborers meet once a week to study the Blessed Bible," and " sing the great .Jehovah's praise" from the following pages, it is the earnest prayer of the Au- thor that the Holy Spirit may be with them
EVERY SABBATH.
Delawaee, O., February, 1874. T. C. O'KANE. .
S(yrK.— The thanh of the Author are herehy exi:ndcd to the mr/oK.s Chnipoms uml P,:blUer.<f who ktve so Hndly permitted the use of so many miLgiccd gems. ^.j-j'-' ■^- ^^ \ jhT3T'7
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JEHOVAH'S PRAISE.
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1. Praise to thee, our great Cre - a - tor, Praise be thine from ev -'ry tongue ; \
Join, my soul, with ev - 'ry creature, Join the u - ni - ver - sal song, j Praise him Ev-
2. Fa - ther, source of all com-passion. Free, un -bounded love is thine;
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3. Joy - ful - ly on earth a-dore him, Till in heaven our song we raise ; "1
There en - rap-tured fall be-fore him. Lost in won-der, love, and praise. J Praise him, etc.
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WITH JOY WE HAIL THE SACRED DAY."
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1 Witli j<iy we hail the sa - cred day Which God has called his owri, With jf)y the summons
2. Thy cho - sen tern - pie, Loid, how iair, As here thy servants throng To hrealiie the hum-ble
3. Spir - it oT grace, oil deign to dwell, Wit1i-in thy ciiurch be - low. Make her in ho - li-
4. Great God, we iiail tlie sa -cred day Which thou hast called tliine own. With joy the summons
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OFFERING OF PRAISE.
T. C. OKANE.
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To God a - To God, etc. To God, etc. To God, etc.
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Words by FANNY CROSBY.
NO BOOK LIKE THE BIBLE*
ASA HULL.
1. No book is like the
2. It tells of man's ere
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find on every page. It came by in-spi - ration, Alight to guide our way, A voice from him who Christ who died for all. In sacred words of wisdom. It bids us watch and pray, And early come to days will soon be o'er. But if we closely follow The counsel God has given, We then may hope with
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No book is like the Bi-ble, The blessed book we love ; No book, etc. No book, etc.
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1. Sav - ior I fol-lowon, Giiid-ed by thee,
2. Riv - en the rock for me, Thirst to re - lieve,
3. Sav - ior I long to walk Ev - er with thee ;
See - ing not yet the hand That lead-eth me; Man -na from heaven falls Fresh ev'-ry eve; Led by thy guiding hand Ev - er to be,
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WORK! WORK TO-DAY.
Words and Music by T. C. O'KANK.
1. In lii.s vineyard, Clifist, the Lord, l?ids you work without delay, Pure and ample your reward. Work ! work to - day.
2. I.O. the ),'raiH is rip'niiig fas-t, Now the Master's call o - boy'; Now the fiospel Sickle cast. Work! work to-day. 'A. Vew the lab'rers in tlic land, Linger not in all the way ; Come and join the Heaping Band, Work ! work to-day. 4. Not un-aid-ed will you go, While you labor, if you pray, Jesus will his help bestow. Work ! work to-day.
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He will own and bless your labors; Work ! work for Je -sus, Work! work to-day.
THE BLESSED BOOK.
TOM C. NEAL.
1. There's a book which Bur-pass - cs the sa - ges, '1. 'Tis the light which will guide us to glo - ry, 3. It re-veals where a fountain is flow - ing.
A vol - ume of wis - dom di - vine ; And the
The sword of the spir - it of might; And to Which wash-es the soul from its stain ; Age and
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SABBATH MORNING
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1. Oil, the Sabhath morning, beautiful and bright, Joy-fiil - ]y we hail its welcome, golden light;
2. .\]1 the day.s of la - bor ended, one by one, Glad are we the six day.s' work is past and gone;
3. Let us spend the moments of tlii.s ho - ly day. So that when at last they all have pas.sed a - way.
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I);ty, so calm ;ind ho-ly, day .so near to heaven ; Blcs.sed day a Father's boundless love has given ;
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NOTHING BUT LEAVES.
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1. Nothing but leaves, the spir-it grieves O - ver awast-ed life; O'crsinsiiidulged while eonscionce slept, 0"er
2. Notiiing but leaves, no gathered sheaves Of life's fair rip ning grain , We sow our seeds, lo! tares and weeds. Words, o. Nothingbutleavessad memory weaves. No veil to hide the past, .And as we traee our weary way. Count' 4. Ah! who shall thus the Master meet. Bearing but witliered leaveii? Ah .' who .>^hall at the Saviors feet, Be-
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fore tlie awful judgment scat, Lay down for golden sheaves— Notiiing but leaves,
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IN THE CROSS OF CHRIST I GLORY."
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1. Tn the cross of Clirist I glo -ly, Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time; All the lif?ht of sa -cred
2. When tiie woes of life o'tr-take nie, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Nev-er shall the cross for-
3. "When the sun of bliss is hcaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross, the radiance
4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure By the cross are sane - ti - fied ; Peace is there, that knows no
sto - ry, Gath-ers round its head sublime. Round the cross of Christ we'll rally, Count-ing sake me, Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. Round tlie cros.s, etc. streaming. Adds new lus - ter to the day. Round the cross, etc. meas- ure, Joys that through all time a -bide. Round the cross, etc.
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D. E. BRYER.
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1. Teachers! while tlie har - vest lasts, Shall we gather gold -en graii)?()r let it fall to
2. We would rather bring our sheaves, And sing the " harvest homt'," When the city's shin-in"-
3. We wouhl hear the glad " Well done," And take the blood-bought crown, As safe with-in the
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Je - sus is our King; Yes, join in the song the ran-somed sing, Je - pus is our King.
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JESUS OF NAZARETH PASSETH BY.
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2. Who is this Jesus? Wliy sliould he The city move so .
3. Jesus! 'tis he who once below Man's pathway trod, 'mid .
4. IIo! all ye lieavy-Iaden, come! Here's pardon, comfort,
5. But if you still this call refuse, And do such wondrous
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dav bv day, And yet the children sing and dance. The money-makers . laugh and short; foot-steps come, And yet the sunlight checks the floor, And makes the summer shad-ows long, days of ease : He makes them all — the seed, the sheaves. The danger's smile, the mourn-er's tears.
And so the world goes on, And so the world goes on.
The stars un-mind - ful still shine bright,
Un - conscious that our light is out,
The rose-buds at the case-ment bloom, "I
The bird pours forth his cheer - ful song, / And so the world goes on, And so the world goes on.
And keeps them safe — his chil - dren all — \
Thro' all the great e- ter - nal years, J And so the world goes on — Thank God i the world goes on.
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LOOK TO THE CROSS.
T. C. O'KANE.
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STAND BY THE SCHOOL.
Rev. A. A. GRALEY.
1. Let us work for the .school with our hearts and our liands, Let it iiev - er, 2.
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3.. There are thousands now singing and shining above, There are tiiousands now (oiling be-low, "Who were melted and won by Im-man -u-el's love, As they heard in the school, of his woe
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2. I nev - er grasp a friend - ly hand In greet-ing or faro -well,. But thoughts of an e-
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OUR HAPPY HOME.
Words and Music by GEO. STOWE.
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In that world of glo - ry bright, Where the Sav-ior is the Hght,
Tliere the Suv-ior we fihalJ see, And our voic - efi then will he
Oh, how sweet to think of heaven, Hap - py home to cliil - dren given,
Fa-ther, guide our steps a - right, May it be our great de - light
All is joy ancj Tune<! to heaven's Here, "by fiin and To live Jic) - iy
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Words by MARY COLBY.
RIFTED CLOUDS.
T. C. O'KAXB.
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a day so sun-ny a cup so pleasant a way so nar-row a heart so haughty
But a lit - tie cloud ap-peara ; There is nev-er a life so hap - py But has bit - ter with the sweet; There is nev-er a path so riig-f;ed, But tlie entrance is made J^traight; There is always a guide to ix^iiit us But will some day bow and kneel ; There is never a heart so H oiuuled
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That the .Sav - ior can not heal ;
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But we have a Help - er furnished For the tri - a'ls we may meet.
A!id the an -gels will be rear-est To a soul that's des - o - late.
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TILL HE COME."
TOM. C. NEAL.
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1. "Till he come," oh, let the words Linger on the trembling chords; Let the lit-tle while between,
2. When tlie wea-ry ones we love, E^n-ter on their rest a - hove, Seems the esirtli so poor and %aat,
3. Clouds and conflicts ruund lis press; Would we have one sorrow less? All tlie sharpness of tlie cross, -^ ^_ !S>.' a ft ^g? » a--^,»^,- <s.
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In the golden light be seen ; Let us think how lieav'n and home I/ie beyond that — "Till he All our life-joy o - vercast? Hush ! he every niurnnir dumb ! It is on-ly — "Till he All that tell the world is loss; Death and darkness and the tomb On - ly whisper — "Till he
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I AlVI TOLD THAT JESUS LOVES ME.*
T. C. O'KAXE.
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MY GOAL IS CHRIST.
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1. All, t"!l me not of gold •2. The \v<ii-l(i and her pur- suits
3. A-gaiiist this tower there 's no
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Of pomp and Her beauty 's His kingdom
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Still ab-sent from the
hero on earth ! There's not a
like a flower; The brightest
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Oiie I love; He soon will
thing that gives me pleas
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Of all the world dis - plays for worth, luich heart will
Are but the pas - time of an hour. F^eh heart will
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Words by FAITH LATIMER.
THE BLESSED CALL.
T. C. O'KANE.
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1. Hark ! there is a bless-ed call Rounding loud and free to all, To a roy - al feast to be a guest :
2. Blest are they who hear the call, For, within the jas - per wall, They shall sing a nev - er-end-ing psalm ;
3. Ev • 'ry one who en-ters in Shall be washed and cleansed from sin, In the blood the dying Savior shed ; ••-•■*-■#-•••-•#• m . ^ •*-'■*■ ■*-
ITark ! the Spir-it and the Bride Have in sweetest accents cried, "Come, oh, come and be forev - er blest." Twining fadeless garlands sweet, Of the tree of life they'll eat, At the marriage supper of the Lamb. They shall wear the heavenly dress Of his perfect righteousness. And a crown on each immor-tal head
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T. C. O'KANE.
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1. In the vineyard of our Fa-ther, Dai -ly work we find to do; Scattered gleanings we may
2. Toiling ear - ly in the morning, Catching moments thro' the day, Noth-ing small or low - ly
3. Not for sel-fish praise or glo - ry, Not for ob-jectsnothing worth, But to send the bless-ed
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fill the gar-ners too, Lit - tie clus - ters, lit - tie clus - ters, Help to fill the gar-ners too. off rings by the way, Gathering glad -ly, gathering glad - ly, Free-will off'rings by the way Lord and Savioi-'s birth, Tell-ing mor - tals, tell - ing mor - tals, Of ^ ^ 4L .^ A ^ ^ I ;^ - -^ f: "
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Rev. DWIUUT wlLLIAMS.
STAR OF
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THE MORNING.
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1. Star of the inorn-ing,
2. Banks of the Gan-ges,
3. Star of the morn-ing!
Beau-ti-ful star! Vales of Si - am, — Je - sus shine on!
Seen of tlie na - tions Beaming a - far ; Slopes of the liimm'leh, Watching tlic flame: Lead-iiig thy serv-ants Un - to the crown ;
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O - ver the sea,
Tlironging ba - zaar,
Let the light roll.
Soon shall the midnight Ut - ter-ly flee. See it as-cend - ing, Beth-lehem's star. O - ver the earth from Trop-ic to pole.
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Star of the morn - ing ! Tem-ple and shrine, O - pen, ye gate - ways; Let tlie light in, of the morn - inn; — Je - sus, our lisht-
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WE ALL MIGHT DO GOOD.
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THE BIBLE.
Cheerfully.
Old Melody.
1. Tlie Bible ! the Bible ! more precious than gold, T!ic hopes and the glo-ries its pa-ges unfold;
2. Tlie Bible! the Bible! blest vol-ume of truth, How sweetly it smiles on the season of youth ;
3. The Bible! the Bible! the val-Ieys shall ring, And hill tops re- ech -o the notes that we sing;
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It speaks of redemption — wide o-pens the door — It of - fers sal - va-tion to rich and to poor. Ere hearts are enslaved in the bondage of vice, It bids us seek early tlie " pearl of great price." Our banners inscribed with its precepts and rules, Shall long wave in triumph the joy of our scliools.
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♦Words by Rev. H. D. GANSE.
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1. We are ma - ny, we are one; For, by one iSpir-it led, All our paths to-gcth -er rnn,
2. Merge we then our separate speech, To form a com-nion tongue; Cease, ye discords, wliile wc reach Hark! with shouts the saints on high The King of glo • ry crown ; Roll a-part, U sol - id sky,
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for light, Straight to Cliri.st for we sing; Help u.s, Spir - it
ye men,
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sins for-given. Straight bc-hind him thro' the fight, Then with him straight to heaven, of the Lord, And tiic ut - most lands shall ring Witli that a - dor - ed word, earth that sings? Shout tlie cho - rus back a - gain :" Our Christ is King of kings."
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BEAUTIFUL ZION
J. M. CASTLE.
1. We'll jour-iiey to - geth - er to Zi - on,
2. "We'll jour-ney to - geth - er to Zi - on,
3. We'll jour-ney to - geth - er to Zi - on,
That bean - ti - ful oit - y of liglit; ^VIu■re all who are faith - ful may share, "With rap-ture we soon shall be - liold,
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A place in the nian-sion of glo
The saints who have reached it be- fore
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er, Nor vailed by a shad - ow of night, ry, Our Sav - ior lias gone to pre - pare, us, The prophets and niar-tyrs of old.
We'll stay not to drink of His Hock he will feed like W^e '11 learn the new song of
the wa - ter, Nor rest in the val - ley be - low
a shep - hen!. And guard them by night and by day
re-denip- tion, W^hich on-ly the ransomed can sing
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BEAUTIFUL ZION.— Concluded.
But cheered by the cross and its ban - ner, We '11 sing and be glad as we go. We'll talk of his good-ness and nier - cy, And tell of his love by the way, As - erib-ing all hon - or and glo - rv I'o Je - i-iis our 8av - ior and King
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ALL FOR JESUS.
Words and Music by T. C. O'KANE.
Brother, yon may work for Je -sus, God liaa giv-en yon a pliice, In some por-tion of his Brother, yon may "sing for Je-sus," Oh, how precions is his love I Praise iiim for his bonndlenH Brother, you may live for Je - sus, Him wiio died that you might live ; Oh, tiien all your ransomed
vine-yard, And will give
blessings Ev - er com
pow - ers Joy - fnl to -#- #. ^ #.
sns-tam - ing grace, ing from a - bove. his ser - vice give.
He has bid - den yon, "Go, la - bor,' Sing how Je - sns died to save yon, Thus for Je - sus you may la - bor,
And has promised a re-ward, Ev - en joy and life e - ter-nal, In the kingdom of our Lord. How your sin and guilt he bore : How hia blood hath sealed your pardon, " Sing for Jesus" ever-more. And for Je-sus sing and pray; Con - .secrate your life to Je-sus — Love and serve him every day.
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TOM. C. NEAL.
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1. Oil, we're a lit- tie pilgrim bniid, We're Ro-ing to a bet-ter land; T is Je-sus calls ami
2. A land where sorrow, sin, and strife. Tlie toils and cares of eartidy life, Are all for-gnt, and 8. True. 'tis a, straiiilit and narrow ro;id TlnU leads us to this blest ahode; OCt dark and eiieerle.-^s
4. 01
on, my pilgrim band. With faith and iiope to the better land ; Ere long you'll reach the
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bids us come, And find with him a hajipy home. Hajipy home! happy home! Find with him a known no more By those wlio dwell on that blest shore. Happy home, etc. are earth's days, But ever there's a voire that says: Happy home, etc. man-sions fair, And live with .)'e-sus ev-er there. Happy home, etc.
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HEAVEN.
T. C. O'KANE.
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What beau - ty hangs o - vcr thy flow - er - y sod.
With grand-eur e - ter - nal thy arch - 08 are hung.
The HI - ies so white in tlie Riv - er of Life,
The star of thy morning that nev - er grows old,
Tliy walls and thy silver-winged strelui The smile of the Lord is thy light! The ros - es so sweet on the shore ! The smile of the loved that are. there 1
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Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise him, all creatures liere
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Words by Mrs. ANNIE H. THOMSON.
GROW MOT WEARY.
T. 0. O'KANE.
1. O, toil - ers, grow not wea - ry, Wea-ry by the
2. O, toil - ers, grow not wea - ry, Wea-ry by the
3. O, toil - ers, grow not wea - r_v, Wea-ry by the
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Arranged from C. M. YON WEBER.
1. E-ternal are thy mercies, Lord, E-ter-nal truth
2. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring, In songs of praise
3. In every land be-gin the song, To every land
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sound from shore to shore, Till sun shall rise a nd set iio more. From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Cre- free, aloud proclaim. And shout for joy the Savior's name. From all that dwell, etc.
sounds all voices raise, And fill the world with loudest praise. From all th:it dwell, etc.
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1. I now have found a - bid - ing rest, For which I long was sighing; Now on my lov ing
2. And now, O Lord, I 'm wholly thine, And thon art mine, dear Savior; All fear and doubt I
3. By faith I feel the blood applied, My soul from sin re - stor-ing ; Oh, keep me ev - er
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"Al - most per-suad - ed," har - vest is past ;
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WAITING FOR ME.
T. C. O'KANE.
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1. There are dear ones at home I may bless with my love; There are wretched ones passing the street; 'J. There are lit - tie ones glid-ing a - bout on my path, In need of a friend and a guide ;
3. I may be brought there by the man - i - fold grace Of the Sav-ior who loves to for-give,
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But I think I should mourn o'er my selfish ne-glect — If sor-row in heav -en could be;
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Will an - y of these at the beau - ti - ful gate, Be wait-iiig ami wateh-iiig for Will an - y of these at the bean - ti - ful gate, Be wait-ing and watch-ing for If no one should be at the beau - ti - ful gate. Both waiting and watch-ing for
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CHURCH OF GOD, AWAKE !
V.ords by Mrs. EMILY J. BUGBEE.
T. C. O'KANE.
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1. ''hiirch of 'I'oil, wliiisf ciiiKi'riug ban - ners
2. In ynr.rcdst - ly leui - pies pray - ing, 'A. (ii-ace "aiul frlo - ly lie hath sent you, 4. Shake the earth and rend the heav - en,
Float a -lf)njitli(? silo- rious years, " Let thy kingdom come," we piay, Cast yoTir line inplac-e.s lair, Wake thy sleeping chil-dreii. Lord,
Gath-'ring harvest rieh and Arc but words of i - die Scat - ler bless-ing non\ he Till the meas-ure full and
gold - en, mean - ing, bids you, e - veil
Sowed in pov - er - ty and tears:
If with these we turn a - way.
O'er lii.s green enrth ev - ery-where;
Has been ren - dercd at thy word.
On - ward press, the cross is bend - ing
Boundless wealth to you is giv - en".
Till the mil - lion^ in the twi - light
Then from out her chrism of sor - row
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Church of God, a-wake ! a - rise! What ye ren-der back for all. Of the gos - pel light shall stand. Dawn with o - pal-tint - cd tikies.
CHURCH OF GOD, AWAKE!— Concluded.
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Mas-ter cries. Oh ! send the Gos - pel's joy-ful sound Un -to earth's re-mot- est bound.
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1. OurFather who art in heaven I hallowed I be thv! name: !|
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on [earth, as it|is in Iheaven.
2. Give us this|day our|daily| bread : 1 And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive|them that|trespass a-;gainst us;
3. And lead us not into temptation, but de|liver|us fromlevil: ||
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and thelglory, for-|evcr. A-|mcn.
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THE NEW SONG.*
as it were a New Song before the Throne.
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S. WESLEY MARTIN. -Rev. xiv, 3.
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1. There'll be joy beyond the river, When \vep;iss the shining shore. When our sighing and our weeping. And earth's
2. There'll be joy h yond the river, Wiien we reacii the heavenlj' strand, When the angel hosts in waiting Bid us
3. There'll be joy beyond thi- river, When our Savior we behold, When our brigiitest hopes and longings In frn-
tri - als all
are o'er; When the ransomed of all na-tions Join and min - gle in the throng, Safe-l^"
welcome to yon land. There we'll meet our friends and loved ones Who before ns long have gone. And with i - tion sweet unfold. When the ransomed host of a - ges Meet to worship round the throne, We will ^ Jt m *-
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anchored in the har-bor. We will sing the sweet New Song. "We will sing the sweet New Song, \\e will joyful hearts we'll greet ihem As we sing the sweet New Song. We will sing, etc. join the heavenly cho-rus, As they sing the sweet New Song. We will sing, etc.
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THE NEW SONG.— Concluded.
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1. Hark! 'tis the Sav-ior's call, Cora-ing to one and all, "Go work to-day!" No more an
2. We, to the souls that stray A - round us day by day, Our aid must lend; And lands be-
3. Work while the day is bright, Ere comes approaching night, When work shall cease ; Swift-ly the
i - dler be, yond the sea, moments fly.
Wide fields for harvest see, Tho' dis-tant farther be. Up! bear the cross on high.
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"STRIKE FOR JESUS.
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We are living, we are dwell - ing, In a grand and awful time, Hark, the onset ! will you fold your Faith-elad arms in lazy lock ? Worlds are charging, heaven beholding. Thou hast but an iiour to fight ;
In an age on ag - es Up, oh, up ! thou drowsy On the blazoned cross un- Strike! lot every nerve and
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To be liv-ing is sub -lime. Worlds are charging to the shock. On, right onward for the right! Tell on ag - es, tell for God !
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Stand, stand up for Je ■
Stand, oh, stand up to- ^ f ^ '
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1. A-\vay with our sorrow and fear, We soon shall recover our home, The cit - y of fialnts Rhall appear,
2. By faith we alread-y be-hold That love - ly Je-ru - salem here: Ilcr walls are of jasper ami gold;
3. Ini-mov- ably founded in grace, She stands an she ever hath stood, And brightly lier Builder displays,
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The day of e - ter - ni - ty come. We shall rest by and by,
As crystal her buildings are clear. We shall rest
And flames with the glory of God. We shall rest, etc. by and by,
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We're marching to tlie proni-ised land, The Sav - ior feeds his lit tie flock, In that bright land no sin is found, Our teach-ers kind point out the way, A JL #. ^ #. ^ ^
A land all fair and bright; His grace is free - ly given ; But ail are hap -py there, And guide our foet a - right,
(^orae join our hap-py, The liv - ing wa - ter And hap - py, youthful To tlic bright realms of #. A ^
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youthful band. And seek the plains of light,
from the rock, And dai - ly bread from heaven,
voic - es join In the an - gel - ic choir,
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Words by Prof. T. C. UPIlAM.
HEAVEN WITHIN US.*
T. M. TOWNB.
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1. Tbey tell us that o'er the dark riv • er We '11 land on the heaven-ly shore:
2. "The kingdom of God is with -in you," The greatest of teacherN hath siiid;
3. '■ The kingdom of God is with-iu you," Let doublings and sorrow de - part;
But is it not wi-ser and The faithful and lovinj; liave The kingdom of Goil is with-
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bet - ter To feel that bright C'a-naan be - fore. A heav-en
found it. Kn -joyed it, l>e - fore they were dead. A heav-en
in you, It dwells in the sane t ti - fied heart. A heav-en
here, A lieav-en liere, etc. here, etc.
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BEYOND THE RIVER.
Words by EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER.
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1. Be- j'ond the dark riv - er of deatli — Be-yond -vvhcre its wa - ters are swell - ing,
2. No tears in that beau - ti - I'ul lionie ! No sor - row can en- ter its per - tals;
3. No nigrht in tiiat beau - ti - ful home! No sin from our Sav - ior to sev - or;
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Tlie home of my spir - it is wait-ing for me, The land where the ransomed are dwelling. But glad are the voic - es that join in the song, The song of the shin-ing im - mor - tals. The King in his beau - ty our eyes shall behold, And join in his praises for- ev - er.
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OUR CHERISHED ONES. (Quartet.)
1. Gath - er the cherished ones Home to their rest. Strew the pale ro - ses O - ver the breast;
2. Weep for the cherished ones, Hal - low with tears Graves which the love of Lost ones en-dears;
3. Je - fiu.s, our cherished ones Welcomes on high, With him for - ev - er, No more to die;
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THE MASTER CALLETH STILL FOR THEE.
Words by Rev. W. M. PUNSHON
W. J. DA VIES.
1. When tl»e morn -ing wakes the woodland, When tlie moon i» bright, When the shad - ow sh)\v]y
2. Wiien some Bore assault be -sets thee, More than flesh can bear, Or the si - ren's voice en-
3. Cour-age! though the danger deep-ens, Shout the .song the higher ! He who all his saints en-
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fall - eth, Summoned in - to night tliralleth, Thro' the Ian - guid air; wall -eth, As witii liosts of fire;
Whereso - e'er thy lot may While thou .strug- gleet to be He thy sure de - fense shall
be, Hark! the
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Like a cloud thy life; Thro' the gloom thy God though
see, While the Master, whisp'ring
calleth, Calleth still for thee.
SHOUT THE TIDINGS.
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2. Shout the tid-ings of
3. Shout tlie tid-ings of
4. Shout the tid-ings of
sal - va - tion sal - va - tion, sal - va - tion
le young, O'er the praiiies of the west, Mingling with the ocean's roar, O'er the islands of the sea,
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Shout thr> tidings
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SWEET SABBATH
T. C. O'KANE.
1. Tlie bells-
2. The bella-
3. The bells-
-tlie bells — the Sabbath bells! Howmer-ri - ly they ring! -the mer - ry Sabbath bells, They 're lingirg in the morn! -tlie sil - v'ry Sabbath bells, O'er many :i mile they sound I
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joy they tell To ev - 'ry human thing. Their silv'ry tones o'er vale and hill, Ke-ech -o far and east-ern sky Tae golden light is born ; They ring as sunshine tips the hills, And gilds thegliU'ring answ'ringihemln tliousand homes around. Let childhood 's voices bl it he an dsli rill, With youth's strong accents
near, As wave on wave tlie tide of sound Comes sAvelling soft and clear. Fj)ire, When thro' the sky the sov'reign sun Rolls his fall orb of fire. blend. Let
Ring, ring, ring, While we Ring, ring, etc.
blend. Let ev - 'ry thankful human heart In praise to God as - cend. Ring, ring, etc.
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ping .... "1^ The bounding joy your mer ry nui - sic tells, sing, while we sing ) •
Sweet
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Sil - ver - y Sab-bath bells !
Sweet sil - ver - y Sub - bath bells
Sil - ver - y Sab -bath bells!
THE ANGELS' SONG.
NAGELLT.
, fSi-lent-lv the !=hci>honls"
1 O'er their Hocks were watching On Ju-'le
c, f "Great anrj irlorinus tici-ings, " (For you, in a
1 Lo, I come to bring you, All ye sons of men; (This day is a
3 Then al st of "no-els 4 Hail ! then Wcssed Jes\is.
Caiti'- and joineii ii chorus, Christ, the Great Anointed.
■ V . lor}' be t'l God, Propliet, Priest, and King.
Glory in the liiphe.'^t, .Send the joyfnl tidings
Peace on earth forever. Unto every nation—
And good will to man." Men and angels sing.
f When there came from heaven a's plain, 1 God's own shining an - gel Singing joy - ful strains, man - ger, Sav - ior. Born in Beth-le - hem."
5 On this blessed morning Worship wo our .Savior,
And adoring cry, "Glory in the highest, Glory, glory, glory
Be to God most high."
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THE ALL-CLEANSING TIDE.
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j For - ev - er here my refit sliall be, Close to thy bleeding 't This all my hope and all my plea, For me the Sav-ior died.
( My dy - iiig iSavior ami my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, "(_ ■ \ S})rinkle me ever with thy blood. And cleanse and keep me clean. J
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own ;
Wash me, and mine thou art;
Wash me, but not my feet alone—
My hands, my head, my heart.
Now through, etc.
The atonement of thy blood apply, Till failli to sight improve;
Till hope in full fiuition die, And all my soul be love. Now through, etc.
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T. C. O'KANE.
1. Won - der - ful cross by faith
2. Won - der - ful cross of Cal
3. Won - der - ful cross, by this
Plant-ed on Cal Oh, how my spir In - to the rest
va - ry for me ; it clings to thee; of par - a - dise;
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WONDERFUL CROSS.— Concluded.
Cross of tiie sufl' - 'ring Son of God, Won-der - fill faith that brings thee near, Won-der - ful cross and tears and blooil.
Vn - der tliy pfess - ing wcii,'ht he trod Won-der - ful love that makes thee dear Mak-ing nie king and priest to God
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to Tiie, Won - der-ful cross of Cal - va - ry ; and love, Send - ing me up to heaven a • bove; I'll share, Leav - ing the cross, the crown to wear;
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OUR JOY VVSLL BE COMPLETE.*
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bark. And waft it home to thee,
brings, When all our toils shall end.
Look be - yond the storm - y sky
Life is but
Bid the ra - ging
Then we '11 shout, the
Up - ward Mer - cy
win - fry day, wa - ters cease, Hush the con - flict o'er, Then we'll
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Je - sus' feet; There with mar - tyrs gone be - fore, Our joy
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OUR JOY WILL BE COMPLETE.— Concluded.
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A - las ! and did my Savior bleed, And did my Sov'reign die ?
Would he de -vote that sacred head For such a worm as I ?
2. Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned up-on the tree?
A - maz-ing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond de - gree.
D. C. Yes, Je - sus died for all mankind, Bless God, sal'Va-tion 's free.
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And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, died For man, the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
Wliile his dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears.
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HARK THE NOTES.
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1. Hark ! the notes of angels, singing,
2. Filled witii holy em-u- la - tion.
Glo-ry, glo-rv to the Lamb! We unite with those above;
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Sacred themes to yon belong ; Come, assist the choir of heaven, Join the ev - er - lasting song. Let us praise his precious name; Glory, honor, power, and blessing. Be for-ev - er to the Lamb.
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3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came: They, witii united breath. Ascribe their coiupR'sts to the liamb, Their triumph lo his death.
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THE BEAUTIFUL RIVER.
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" Kiver of the water of life," . . Tliat e - ter-nal radiant day, . .
Who have only gone be - fore, . .
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THE BEAUTIFUL RIVER.— Concluded.
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On whose banks the saints nre gath'riiiLT, Shall
On its mars^in is no riy - ing, Noi
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THE WONDERFUL STAR.
T. C. O'KANE.
1. To a dark, sin ^ ful world, a bright mcs-sen-ger came, 'Twas the " Li - on of Ju - dali," and
2. Then joy to the world, for tlie won - der-iul sight— Both wise men and shepherds kept
3. Bright "Day Star" a- rise and il - lu - mine our way, To the "Cit - y of Da - vid" in
Jc - sus his name, The bright " Morning Star," and of heav watch in the niglit — Here's a wis - er than all — 'tis tlie chief tin - cloud-ed day, To the cit - y a - bove, needing nev
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1. I will trust in my Savior, Who al-ways is near, For hia hand will uphold me, I nev-er need fear.
2. How he chastens in mercy To draw me away From the earth and its j)lea8ures,To heaven's bright day.
3. Oh ! for this, my dear Savior, I '11 bear every loss, And will run where he bids me. And carry my cross.
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When storms are around me, And waves breaking high, I may hear in the tempest, His voice, " It is I.*' To fit me for praisinsj With angels on high. He afilicts, (hen he comfort.'-, Atd .'^nys, "It is I." For sure is tliat promise Wuicli comes from the sky, " I will lead you, and save you, Fear not — It is I."
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« RING THE BELL SOFTLY.'
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Some one has gone from this strange world of ours, No more to gatli-er its thorns witli its flow'rs;! No more to lin-ger where sunlwams must fade, Where, on all beauty, death's fingers are laid. J 2. Some one is rest - ing from sor-row and sin, Hap-py where eartliiy strife en - ters not in ; "» Joy - OU3 as birds, when the morning is bright, When the briglit sunbeams have bro't us tlieir light, j
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AT THE EASTERN GATE."
T. C. O'KANE.
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HAIL, BRIGHTEST MORNING!
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J. M. KIEFFER.
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1. Hail, brightest morning! hail, blessed day ! From earthly cares let us now turn away; Prompt in ourplac-es,
2. Sing, little children! come, raise vour voice; Jesus has bless'd you, now you may rejoice; Sing, youths and maidens,
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3 Sing, loving parents, join with us too, In our devotions we can not spare you ; Teach us the Way, the Truth, and the Life; Banish all envy and strife. Come let us join, etc.
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4 Now, with devotion, pure and sincere. Up to the Savior our spirits draw near ; Thank him for mercies, graciously given, Pardon u.*. Father in heaven. Come let us join, etc.
ANGELIC SONGS
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1. Hark ! hark, my soul, angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore;
2. On-ward we go, for still we hear them sing-ing, "Come, weary souls, for Je-sus bids you come,"
3. An-gels, sing on ! your faithful watches keeping; Sing us swi.et fragments of the songs a - bove;
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HEAVENLY HOME.
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2. Heav'nly liome ! heav'nly home ! there no clouds arise, No tear-drops fall, no dark night dim the
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And tho' my pil - grimage be drear, I know there's rest at home. Heav'nly home !
And oh, I long to see tlie light That gilds my heav'nly home. Heav'nly home !
Bnt Christ, my Sav - ior, died for me, And now he calls me home. Heav'nly home !
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1. "Come to me," Haid blessed Jesus, "Come, come to me ;" He invites us, he'll receive us, From sin set free.
2. If we love him, we must serve him, And every day We must ask the Spirit's guidance To teach the way.
3. Heavenly Father, send thy Spirit Down from above, That we all may come to Jesus, And learn his love.
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RIVER OF PEACE.
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1. I look on a riv - er whose beauti - ful stream Un - ooas-ing - ly rolls to the sea:
2. I see the long swell of its on - go - ing waves, I hear their soft wash on the shore;
3. Thy bright billows catch the last gleam of the day, The first trembling starlight at even,
4. O Thou, from whom peace as its fountain now flows, Oh, give me this rest of the heart,
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Deep blue in tlie sunshine its calm wa - ters flow, And it seems, as I lis - ten, as tliough un - to me For tho' shadows of earth on thy bor-ders may play, Full, might-y, un- shaken by tri - al or pain,
Its course is triumph-ant and free?' Sweet teachings of heaven they bore. Thy bo-som still im - ag - es heaven. A peace that will nev-er de - part.
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THE BLOOD-BOUGHT SHORE
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1. Out upon the stormy main, O'er the raging waves we ride; Shrink we not from toil or pain, Since for
2. Friends we have on yonder strand, Just beyond the billows dark ; On the golden cliffs they stand, Watching
3. Land of glory, land of bloom, Bought for us with Jesus' blood I Hallelujah ! almost home ! Lo ! the
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THE CHRISTIAN'S FATHERLAND
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1. Oh, liave you heard of yon bright clime, Ilndimmeil by care, un - hurt by time, "Where age conieB
2. Eye hath not seen that glo - ry-land, Its fruits and flowers, — an -gel - ic band ; Ear hatii not
3. It is the Fa - ther-land on high, Far, far be-yond the star - ry sky — WiiereJe-sus
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1. On Jordan's storm - y banks I stand, And cast a wish-fnl eye
2. O'er all those wide-ox - tend-ed plains Shines 07ie o - ter - nal day ;
3. Fill'd with de-light, my raptured soul Would here no long-er stay;
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2. In thy far- away home, by the bright "Jasper sea," I know tliou bast visions of mine : And my
3. In the hush of the night, on the waste of the sea, Or ah^ne with the breeze on tiie hill, I have
know thou art gone where the wea - ry are blest, »\.nd the mourner looks np and is glad, heart has re - veal-ings of thine and of thee, In ma ny a tok -en and sign,
ev - er a presence that whispers of tiiee, And my spir - it lies down and is still.
HEAR THE ANGELS.
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Yes, we hear the angels From their heavenly home. Hear the angels singing as they come.
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BEAUTIFUL HILLS.
T. C. O'KANE.
Oh, the Beauti-ful Hills where the blest have trod, We dream of the rest on the Beauti-ful Hills, Our arms are so weak, yet we would not lling
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And we've felt the thrill of int-mor - tal eyes In the night of their dark - est woe.
We can bear the bur - den which they did then, Nor shrink from the thorn - y crown.
That the breath of God on our lives shall play, Till our bod - ies bloom to souls.
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HO! EVERY ONE THAT THIRSTETH."
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1. Ho! ev-ery one that thirst - eth, Ho! ev-ery one that thirst - eth, Ho! ev - ery one that
2. "Come," sarth the Holy Spir - it, "Come," saith the Holy Spir - it, "Come," saith the Holy
3. Come, ev-ery one that hear - eth. Come, ev-ery one that hear - eth, Come, ev-ery one that
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Come, for ev - ery thing is read - y, Come, etc. Come, etc. Come, etc.
Je - sus is waitins;, hi\Tr him call: "Come, and buy without nion - ey," "Jesus paid it all."
WE'LL MEET AGAIN."
T. C. O'KAN'E.
" We'll meet a-gain " — how sweet the word ! How soothing is its sound ! Like strains of far-off music "We'll meet a-gain," the true heart speaks, When dearest ones depart ; And in the pleasinp prospect In heaven's serene and end -less rest, Secure from care and pain : There, in the mansions of the
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CELESTIAL LOVE.
D. E. BRYER.
1. The ransomed spir - it to her home, The clime of cloud
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But cliperless are But tuneless is That voice is heard
those heriveiily fields the quivering stiing and tumults cease
That cloufiless No inel - o It whispers
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Can fix the sinner's wanderins eye. Hark ! liark ! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every Rem ; Hilt one alone, the Savior speaks —
It is the .Star of Bethlehem.
SECOND HYMN.
2 Once on the racing seas I rode • j 3 It was my guide, my life, my all ;
The storm was loud, the night was dark; It bade my dark foreboding cease ; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed ! And, through the storm and danger's
The wind that tos.sed my foundering! thrall,
bark. j It led me to the port of peace.
Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Now, safely miwrcd. my perils o'er,
l)eath-struck. I ceased ihe tide to stem ; | I '11 sing, first in night's diadem. When suddenly a star arose — i Forever, and forever more.
It was the Star of Bethlehem. I The Star— the Star of Cethlehcni.
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2. One day more to live for Je - sus, One day more to be tlie liglit To some lost and wand'ring
3. One day more a -long the jour-ney From the cra-dle to the tomb, One day more, and nearer
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Work thro' the niorning hours; Work, while the dew is sparkling,
Work 'mid springing flow'rs. Work, when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glowing sun ; Work, for the night isooining.
When man's work is done.
2 Work, for the night is ooming.
Work til rough the sunny noon; Fill brightest liours witli labor,
Rest comes sure and soon. Give every flyinsi minute
Something to keep in store; Work, for tlie night is coming.
When man works no more.
3 Work, for the night is coming.
Under tile sunstr-t skies ; While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for the daylight flies. Work, till the last litam fadetli,
Fadetli to shine no more ; Work, will le the night is dark'ning.
When ixi all's work is o'er.
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WATCHMAN, AWAKE.
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2. " White as snow !" Can my transgres-sions Thus he wiiol-ly washed a - way, Leaving" not a
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Once for all, yet daily too ; Let me live near him who saves me, Let me keep the cross in view.
HOW BEAUTEOUS ARE THEIR FEET.
T. C. O'KANE.
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1. Arm, sol-diers, arm ! take the shield and sword ; Haste to the ar - my of Christ the Lord ;
2. Fight for the cause of the King of kings, Fight for the cause that true glo - ry brings,
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AMERICA. NATIONAL HYMN.
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1. My country, 'tis of thee. Sweet land of lib-er - ty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the
2. My native country, thee. Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills. Thy woods and
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3 Let music swell the breeze, And rinj? from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal tongues awake. Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
4 Our fathers' God, to thee, Autliiir (.flibertv.
T.i thee we siwg; I I'lii: may our land be briprht, With freedom's holy light; Proteet us by thy might,
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Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till tlie storm of life is past; Safe in - to the
All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring; C'ov - er my de-
Tiiou of life the fountain art, Free-ly let me take of thee; Spring thou up with-
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WE SHALL KNOW.*
J. H. ANDERSON.
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2. If we are in hii-man blindness, And foiget that we are dust ; If we njiss the hiw of kind-ness,
3. When the mists have risen a-bove us, As our Father knows his own, Face to face with those that love ua,
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In the rain-bow of the spray, All tlie plain that hides away, ]'l(i:its tlie ffolden fringe of day
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1. Tell me, ye winged winds, that round my path - way roar,
2. Tell me, thou mighty deep, whose blllowa round me play,
3. And thou, serenest moon, that with such ho - ly face,
4. Tell me, my secret soul, oh, tell me, Hope and Faith,
Do ye not know some spot where Knowest thou some favored spot, some Doth look upon tlie earth, a- Is there no resting-place from
mor-tals weep no more? Some lone and pleas - ant dell, some val - ley in the west,
is - land far a- way? "Where wea - ry man may find the bliss for which he sighs,
sleep in night's em - brace. Tell me, in all thy round, hast thou not seen some spot,
sor - row, sin, and death? Is there no hap- py spot, where mor - tals may be blest,
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Where sor - row nev - er lives, and friend-ship nev - er dies? The loud waves, roll - ing in per-
Where mis - e - ra - ble man might tind a hap - pier lot? Be - hind a cloud the
Where grief may find a balm, and wea - ri - ness a rest? [See uext page.]
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TELL ME, YE WINGED WINDS."— Concluded.
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WATCHWORDS.
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2. See that there's a work for each ; ieoi-n that there is strength in God; A'woir that there '.s a
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These are watchwords true and just.
These are watchwords true and great.
Let us all these wonls o - bey.
SAVIOR BREATHE AN EVENING BLESSING.
\Vord& by EDMESTON.
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1. Savior breathe an evening blessing, Ere re - pose our spirits seal, Sin and want we come con-
2. Tho' the iiiglit be chiric and dreary, Darkness can not hide from tliee, Tiiou art lie who nev-er
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1. To - clay the Sav - ior culls!
2. To - day the Sav - ior calls!
3. The Spir- it calls to - day ;
TO-DAY THE SAVIOR CALLS.
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souls, "Why lon-gcr roam ? Oh, hear him now; Within these sa-cred walls, To Je - sus bow. Yield to his power; Oh, grieve him not a - way, 'Tis mercv's hour.
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MARCHING ON.
Words and arrangement by T. C. O'KANE.
Melody by J. FRYBARGER.
1. There's :i iiar
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end -loss day, AVliore the blood-washed throng for
a - ges past liavetrod; We will turn our feet in trav-el-crs there-in ; 'T is the King's higli-way — tlie be the pilgrim's guide ; As they near the per - feet
to this nar - row way, And will way of ho - li - ness, So we'll day it grows more bright, So we'll
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AFTER THE TOIL.
T. C. O'KAXE.
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2. Last of all the long
3. Nei -tlier flow'r, nor leaf, nor
4. " Welcome, child," the Mas - ter
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GUIDE ME, OH THOU GREAT JEHOVAH.
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1. Guide me, oh tliou <ire;it Jehovah, TiliiTini thro' (liis barren land ; I am ^veak, but thou art mighty,
2. 0|)eii now tlie healiu'j; foiint-ain, Whence tlie crystal wators How ; Lot the fiery, cloudy pil - lar,
o. When I tread the veige ol' Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Bear me thid' the swelling current,
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Hold me with thy pow'r - ful hand. Bread of lieav-en, Bread of lieav-en, Feed me till T Lead me all my jour - ney thro'. Strong Dc-liv - 'rer. Strong De - liv - 'rer. Be thou still n;y Land me safe on Ca - naan's side. Songs of prais-es, Songs of prais-es I will ev - ( r
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Strentrth and shield, Be thou still my strength and shield, give to thee, I will ev - er give to thee; Give to thee, 1 will ev - cr give to thee.
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SUBMISSION.*
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When a cliastening hand restrains thee, Leave whatever things thou canst not Though the clouds around tliee gather,
It is he ! Un - der - stand. Doubt him not.
Know his love in full com-plete-ness, Feel the measure of thy weak - ness,
Tho' the world tliy fol - ly spurn - eth. From tliy faith in pit - y turn - cth,
Al - Kaysi hath the day-light bro - ken, Al - v'a>,s hath he com-fort spo - ken,
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If he wound tliy spir- it sore, Trust liim more.
Peace thy in-most soul shall fill, Ly - ing still.
BL't-ter liath he been for years Than thy fears.
4 To his own the Savior giveth Daily strength ; To each troubled soul that liveth,
Peace at lengtJi. 'SVeuhe^^t lambs have largest share Of the tender Shepherd's care; Ask liim not then, "when," or "how," Only bow.
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COME LET US REJOICE.
From BENEDICT.
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1. Come, come let us re - joice, Joiu-iiig heart with the voice, Pr.iis - ing our Sav-ior for
2. Now with loud -est ac-claim, Sound we forth the dear name Of our Ee-deem-er, our
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1 Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowsiiip of kindred minds la like to th.at 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 When we asunder part. It give.s us inward pain : Bat we 'hall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
WoiyIk. by KELLKY.
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VICTORIOUS SAVIOR.
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his pin - j:;le arm the ov - cr - last
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THE^LAND FAR AWAY.
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COME, YE SOLDIERS OF THE CROSS."
From " The Welcome."
J. M. KIEFFKR,
1 . Coiuc, ye sold icrs of the Cross ; Come, ye pilgrima of the earth; Fight ye bravely in the cause; Act ye
2. Jc - sus holds to you a crown ; See it glittering in the sky — On his face there is no frown — Wf will
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well the pearl of price ; Nev - er letyour path grow dim. Marching on, marching on, we're ncaring ble.ss ings there are given. And a crown of life we'll wear. Marching on, etc.
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bless-ings there are giv - en, And a crown of life we '11 wear^ And a crown of life we '11 wear.
T. C. O'KANE.
THE LITTLE PILGRIM.
In the " Singing Pilgrim."
I.I'm a lit - tie pll -grim, And a stranger here; Tho' this world is pk-as-ant, Sin is. al
"i. Mine's a bet - tcr country, Where tl; ere is no sin, Where the tones of sor-row Nev-er en -
3. But a lit - tie pil-grim Must have garments clean, Ere he 'd wear the white robe, And with C'hri
4. Je - sus, hear and save me, Teach me to o - bey; Ho - ly Spir - it, guide me In the heav REFRAIX.
ways near. t.r in. St be .seen, enly way.
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Jesus loves our pilgrim band, He will lead us by the hand, Lead us to the bet ter land, Happy home on high.
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SOFTLY FADES THE TWILIGHT RAY."
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'Tis the ho-ly peace of God- Days of joy and peace in thee.
Symbol of the peace with-in, When the spirit rests from 'Till in heaven our souls repose Where the Sabbaths ne'er shall
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1 Hoi.Y Spirit, faithful Guide, Ever near the Christian'K side, Gently lead ns by the hand, Pilsrims in a desert land. Weary siinls. fore'er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice, Whisp'ring softly, wanderer, come! Follow me, I 11 guide thee home.
2 Ever present, truest friend. Ever near, thine aid to lend; Leave us not ta doubt and fear, Gropinf; on in darkness drear. When the storms are ravins sore. Hearts grow faint, and hopes give Whisper softly, wanderer, come! Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
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3 When our days of toil .shall cease. Waiting still for sweet release. Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond'ring if our names are there ; Wading deep the dismal flood, •Pleading naught but .lesus' blood; whisper softly, wanderer, come! Follow me, I 11 guide thee home.
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WHEN SHALL WE MEET AGAIN?
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2. When shall love IVee-ly tiow, Pure as life's river? When shall sweet friends-hip glow, Changeless forever?
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THE ROSE OF SHARON.
From HOLLOW AY.
1. The dew - y, dew y rose of Sharon, Flow sweet it scents the air ; A crown, a crown of matchless glory, Up-
2. How many,many souls have wandered, Without a helping hand,Their light, their light & beauty faded,Their
3 Oh, may we, may we ei-ring creatures, The' few our talents be, A band, a band of young disciples, Our
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on the forehead fair. So wc, in dopds of goodness. Until our life shiill clo~e, May scatter bloom and bark up on the strand. When one small act of kindness. One little look of love, Might add an-oth-er Savior's footprints see. And may we humbly fol -low Till life's uncertain close, And leave in death a
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sweet it scents tiie air, A crown of mutch - less glo - ry LTp - on the forcrhead fair.
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Safely through an-oth-er week, God has brought us on our way, on our way ;
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Day of all the week the best, Emblem of e - ter - nal rest; .
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tatters hang our shroud ; Calmly we look up and thro' them. View the thunder - riv - en cloud.
as the wind-hushed sea ; In Je - ho-vah trust-ing ev - er. We are kept in per-fect peace.
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SWEEPING THRO' THE GATES.
Words and Music; by T. C. O'KANE.
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2. These, these are tliey who in af-fliction's woes, Ev - er have found in Je - sus calm re -'pose,'
3. Tliese, these are they who in the conflict dire, Bold-ly have stood a - mid the hot - test tire'
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5 May we, O Lord, be now entirely thine, Daily, from sin, be kept by power divine, Then In heav'n thesainlswe'll.iniii, "Washed, "etc.
Cho— Sweeping thro' the streets of the Ne^v Jerttsalem, " Washed in the bhjod of the Lamb," etc.
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WORK AND WIN.
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2. Foes may surround us, and strive to bar the way, But our fears are vanislied, for Jesus leads us on ;
3. Up with the standard, and bear it far and wide, Onward, ev-er on-ward, o'er all the bat-tle-field ;
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1. We speak of the realms of the blest. That region so bright and so fair, And oft are its glo-ries con-
2. We speak of its freedom from sin. From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and with-
3. We speak of its serv-ice of love, The robes which the glorified wear, The Church of the first-born a-
4. O, Father ! 'mid sorrow and woe, For heaven our spirits prepare, And shortly we al - so shall
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WHAT SHALL THE HARVEST BE?*
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CARRY US THROUGH.
T. C O'K.
1. In the Lord our Savior, Let us all con fide ; Dai-ly seek his guidance, Walking by his side.
2. Nev-er to tempta-tion For a moment yield, With the blessed Master As a "sam and shield."
3. If we e'er for-get him, Or should go a stray, Lo ! he gen-tly call -eth, " Come, this is the way.''
4. Be then joy or sor-row, Cloud-y days or bright, Ev - er we'll be hap-py In the Savior's light.
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TRUNDLE-BED SONG.
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THE KING IN THE MANGER.
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1. There's a song in the air! There's a star in the sky ! There's a mother's deep pray'r^ And a baby's low cry!
2. There's a tumult of joy O'er the wonderful tjirth, For the Virgin's sweet boy Is the Lord of the earth.
3. In tlie light of that star Lie the ages iinpearled, And that song from afar Has swept over the world.
4. We rejoice in the light, And we echo the song That comes down, thro' the night. From the heavenly throng.
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CHRISTMAS IS COMING.
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1. An-gels are sing-ing Sweet songs of heaven, Glad tidings bringing, Good will to man be given.
2. Babe in the manger, Kings bow before him, "Welcome the stranger. Our in-fant Sav-ior, King,
3. Joy, joy and gladness, Loud anthems swelling, No notes ofsad-neas On this glad day we sing.
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CRADLE MELODY.^
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Memorials of his Grace.
1 Thus far the Lord liath led iiieon— Tluis Car his power prolongs my
days; [known
And every evening sliall make Some fresh memorial of liis grace.
2 Much of iny time lias run to waste, And I, periiaps, am near my home:
But lieforf^ives my follies past, [come. And gives me strength for days to.
3 I lay my body down to sleep; Peace is I he pillow for my liead ;
While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. Trusting in his Death,
1 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting sinner live.
Are not ihy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in tliee?
2 Guiltj'- 1 stand before thy face; Ou me I feel thy wratli abide;
'Tis just the sentence should take place; [died!
'Tis just,— but oh, thy Sou hath Nothing but Jesus.
1 Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw
near. And bow myself before thy face? How in thy purer eyes appear? What shall I bring to gain thy grace?
2 What gifts delight the Lord most
high? Will multiplied f)lil:vlions please? Thousands of rams his favor buy. Or slaughtered hecatombs appease?
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The Lord giveth Success.
1 Except the Lord our labor bless, In vain shall we desire success; Except his guardian power restrain, The watchman wakethbut in vain.
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;j What have I then wherein to 1 nothing have, I nothing am ;
ExcUided is my every boast; My glory swallowed up in shame.
The Word.
1 Before the heavens were spread
at)rond, From everlasting was thy Word ; With God he was, the Word was God ! And must divinely be adored.
2 By his own power were all things
made; By him supported, all thingsstand ; He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command.
3 But lo, lie leaves those heavenly
forms ; [clay.
The Word descends and dwells in
That he may converse hold with
worms. Dressed in such feeble flesh as they.
Grateful Praise.
1 Now, in a song of grateful praise, To my dear Lord my voice I'll raise; With all his saints I'll join to tell That Jesus hath done all things well.
2 Wisdom, and power, and love di-
vine, In all his works, unrivaled shine. And force the wondering world lo tell That he alone did all things well. 8 And when I stand before his throne, .\nd all bis ways are fully known. This note in sweetest strains shall
swell, Tiiat Jesus hath done all things well.
2 'Ti's useless toil our stores lo keep — P'.arly to rise ami late to sleep — Unless the Lord, who reifins on high, His providential care supply.
3 Grant, Lord, that we may ever flee For guidance and for help "to thee ; Thy blessing ask whate'er we do, And in thy strength our work pursue.
Sweet Hour of Prayer.
1 Sweet hour of prayer!
.Sweet hour of prayer! Tl'.at 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 Ibund relief, .\nd oft escaped the tempter's snare, By tliy return, sweet hour of prayer.
2 Sweet hour of yirayer !
Sweet hour of prayer! Tliy wings shall my i>etition l)ear, To him whose truth and faillifulness Engage the waiting soul to bless ; And since lie l]ids meseek his lace, Believe his word, and trust his grace, I'll cast 1111 him my every care. And wait tor thee, sweet hour of prayer.
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1 .Tfsiis, and sh;ill it evci- bo,
A moiial man asliameti of tliee! Ashaniftl of ihee, whom antrels liraise,— [days.
Whose gloii^;.s sliiiie througli endless
2 Asliami'd of Jcsns! tliat dear Friend On whom my liopes of lieaven de-
l)end ; No! wlien I binsli be this mysliame, Tliat I uo more revere his uanie.
3 Ashamed of Jesns ! yes I may, When I've no guilt to wash away ; No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, uo soul to save.
1 We liave nooutward i-ighteonsness. No merits, or good works, to pleail;
We only (;aii he savi'd by grace: Thy grace, O I^ord, is free indeed.
2 Save us by grace, thro' faith alone— A faith ihon must th.vselt imparl ;
A faith that would by works be shown, A faith that purifies the heart:
3 This is the faith we humbly seek. Tlie faith of tliy all-cleansing blood;
That faith which doth for sinners speak. Oh, let it speak us up to God !
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1 Go, preach my Gospel, sailh the
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2 I'll make your great commission
known ; And yesli;ill prove my (iospel true, By all the works that I have done, "iJy all the wonders ye shall do.
3 Teach all the nations my com-
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I'm with yon till the wf)rld shall All power is trusted in my hands, i can destroy, and I defend.
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1 Ho! every one that thirsts, draw
nigh : 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; Mercy and free salvation buy — Buy wine, and luilk, and gospel
grace.
2 Come to the living wafers, come! Ki nne rs, obey your Maker's call ;
Kelnrn, ye weary wand'rers, home. And find his grace is free for all.
3 See from the Rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls;
Money ye need not bring, norpiice, 1\' lab'ring,burden'd, sin-sick souls.
1 To us a child of royal birth, End of the promises, is given;
Th' Invisible api)ears on earth — The Son of man, the God of heaven.
2 A .Savior born, in love supreme, He comes, our fallen souls to raise;
He comes, his people to redeem. With all his plenitude of grace.
3 The Lord of Hosts, the God most
hiuh. Who (inits his throne, on earth to
live. With jo.v we welcome froni the sky, Witli faith into our hearts receive.
1 Our liOrd is risen from the dead; Our .Jesus is gone up on high ;
The powers of hell are cai)iive led— Uragg'd to the portals of the sky.
2 Lo ! his tiiumphal chariot wails. And angels chant the solemn la.v ;
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gales; Ye everlasting doors, give way !
3 Who is the King of glory ? Who? The Lord of glorious power pos- sessed ;
The King of saint,s and angels too ; God over all, forever blest !
RETREAT. L. M.
1 From every stormy wind tliat blows, Kiotn every swelUiii^ IkJe <>1' woes, Tlieie is ii ('hIiu. a siwe relreut,
T is loiim! beiiejitli llie mercy-seat.
2 Tliereisa scene where spirits blend, Wliere irieud liolds lellowship with
I'riemi, Till)' siuKiered f:ir. by faitri they meet Aroiiiul one i-i)miii(ni nu-rcy-seat. oTliere, thereon eiif^les' wings we soar AikJ sin and sense molest no more ; Aud heaven eoniesdown our souls to
Kreet, While glory crowns tlie mercy-seat.
1 Thine earthly Sabbath, Lord, we
Io*e, But there 's a nobler rest above ; To that onr lab'rinii; souls aspire, Willi chierl'ul hopeand strongdesire.
2 No more fatigne, no more distress, Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place; No sighs sliall mingle with the songs Wiiich warble from immoital
tongues. ;i No ruile alarms of raging foes ; No cares to bre;ilv I he long repose; No midnight shade, no clouded sun ; But sacred, high, eternal noon.
ROCKINGHAM. L. M.
1 How blest the righteous when he
dies ! When sinks a weary sonl to re.st ! How mildly beam 1 he closing eyes ! Howgenily lieavesth'exphiiig breast!
2 Ho faftes a summer clond aw ay ; So sinks the gale Avhen slornis are So gently shuts the eye ol da\- ; [o'er; So (lies a wave along the slioie.
S Life's labor di;ne, as.sinks ( he clay — Light Irom its loatl Ihespirll tiles, While heaven and eartli combine to
say- How bleslthe righteous when he dies!
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1 O love, Ihy sov'reign aiil impart. And guard thegift lliyselfhastgiven ;
My portion, thou, my treasure art, iSly life and happiness and heaven.
2 Would aught on earth my wishes share? Tboush dear as life the Idol be;
The idol from my breast I '11 tear, Resolved loseeU my all in thee.
3 Whale'er I fondly counted mine, T(j thee, my Lord, I here restore;
Gladly I all i"o Lhee resign ; Give lue thyself, I ask no more.
Come, sinners, to the gospel feast ; Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; Ye need not one be left, behind. For Ood hath bidden all mankind. 2 Come all ye .souls by sin oppressed, Ye restless wand'i-ers after rest. [blind. Ye poor, and maim'd,and hall, and In Christ a hearty welc()me find. % See him set lortli befoie your eyes, That precious, b-leeding sacrifice; His ottered benefits embrace, Aud freely now be saved by grace.
1 So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess ;
So let our work and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Savior God ; When his salvation jeigns vvilhin. And grace .subdues the power of sin. ;> Heligion bears our spirit np. While we expect that blessed liojie — The britihl appearance of the Lord, Aud faiili stands leaning on his word.
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Ml lie IK) sdiidw there, Tliere'll be no sorrow there; In heaven al>ove, where nil i« love. There'll Iw no sorrow there. ;la(l solvation 's free, I 'm glad salvation 's free ; Salvation 'b free for jou and nie, I 'm glad gulvation 's free.
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1 Far from these scenes of night, Unhoiindwl silories rise.
Anil rt'jilins (if joy and pure delight, Unknown to mortal eyes.
2 No cloud Miose regions know- Realms t!ver bright and fair ;
For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there.
3 Oh, may the prospect Are Oiii- hearts with ardent love,
Tlie wings of faith, and strong desire Bear every lliought above.
1 Come, ye that love the Lord, A nd let yon r joys he known ;
Join in a song with sweet accord. While ye surround his throne.
2 r,et those refuse lo sing. Who never knew our God,
But servants of tlie heavenly King May speak tlieir joys abroad.
3 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields. Or walk the golden streets.
1 (irsiee! 't is a charming sound, liarnumifius to the ear ;
Heav<n with t he echo sluill resound. And all the earth shall hear.
2 (-irace led my roving feet To ti(ad the lie;i\eiil.v ifi;i<l ,
And 1.4-w siipi'lit's each hour 1 meet, While pre.-sin'.; on to Ciotl.
3 Grace all the work shall crown Tlu'diigli evei hisiiiig chiys,
And every ransomed poweislialljoin In wonder, love, and praise.
HALLOWING FLAIVIE.
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lialliiw-ing flame! Come, Holy Ghost, my heart's desire, I plead in Jesus' name
1 Behold the throne of grace;
The promise calls us near; There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
1 O T/ord, thy work revive,
In /iliin's gloomy Itour, And let our dying graces live
By thy restoring power.
2 Thine image. Lord, bestow— Thy presence and thy love —
Tliat we may serve thee here below. And reign'with thee above.
I 2 Oil, let thy chosen few [ A wake to earnest prayer ; TlK'ir co.vciiaut aarain renew, And walk in Ulial fear.
H Teach us to live by faith- Conform oni' wills to I lime ,
Let us victorious Ik- in death,' And then in glory shine.
3 Now lend thy gracious ear,
Now lisien loourciy; Oh, come, and hi-ing salvation near;
Our souls on iliee rely.
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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 inoc-laim — Tospread thro' all the earth abroad, The houors of thy Name.
Crown him Lord of All.
1 All hail the power of Jesus' namel
Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth tlie royal diadem, And crown him L,ord of all.
2 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial liali, To him all majesty aserilie. And crown him Lord of all.
3 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all.
S Jesus!— the Name that charms our That bids on )• sorrows cease; [fears, 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, aiid health, and peace.
WOODLAND. 0. 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 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must 1 not stem tlie flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace.
To help me on to God? S Since I must fight if I would reign,
Increasi! my cotiiMtie, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, enduie the pain,
Supported by thy Word.
1 Jesus, if still thou art to-day.
As yesterdiiy, the same — Present to heal — in me display The virtue of thy Name.
2 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call.
Thy miracles repeat ; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet.
3 Loathsome and vile, and self-nh-
I sink beneath my sin ; [lioi-r'cl. But, if thou will, a gracious word Of thiue can make me cleau.
1 I know that my Redeemer lives;
Il<; lives w!K)once wiis dead: To me in giief he comfort gives; With peace he crowns my head.
2 He Iives,triumphanto'er Ihegrave,
At Gods right liand on hitjli, :My ransom 'd soul to keep and save, i'o bless and glorify.
3 He lives that I maj' also live,
And now his grai-e proclaim ; He lives that I may honor give To his most holy Name.
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1 Spirit Plvine! attend onr prayer, Ami iniikeonr hcaiis tliy lionie;
Descend wiih all ihy gracious power: Come, Holy Spirit, come!
2 Come as (he liuhl : to ns reveal Our sinfulness and woe;
And lead ns in those pntlisof life Where all the risliteons go.
3 Come as the fire, and pur^e our I^ike SMcrificial flame: [liearts,
l,et onr whole sonl an offering be To our Redeemer's uame.
1 Oh, for a oloser walk with God.
A CHim and heavenly frame; A liiilu to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lanih.
2 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol he, Help me to tearit from thy throne, And worship only tliee.
3 Soshall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall maik the road That leads me to the Lamb.
1 How sad our state by nature is! Onr sin— how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive souls Fast in his slavish chains.
2 I'.nt there's a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word :
"III"! ye despairinjr sinners, come, And'trust a faitiiful Lord."
3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord : Oh, help my unbelief 1
CAMBRIDGE. C. M.
Great Ruler of all nature's frame! We own lliy pf>wer divine; We hear Ihy lircath in every storm. For all the winds are thine.
2 Thy mercy tempers every blast To those who seek thy face;
And miii'j'Ies with the tempest's roar Tlie whispf'is of Ihy grace.
3 Those pintle wiuspcrs let nie hear Till :iH the tiimnlls cease;
And gales of paradise shall soothe My weary soul to peace.
1 AVhen all thy mercies, oh, my God,
My ridnsr soul surveys, Transporte<i with the view, I'm lost lu wonder, love, and praise.
2 Through every period of my life.
Thy goodness I'll pursue: And after death, in dislnnt worlds. The jileasing theme renew.
3 Throuffh all eternity to thee
A pialeful song I'll raise; But, oh! ttrrnity's tfio sliort To utter all tliy praise.
1 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power ahroiid; Sing I he sweet promise of his grace. And the performing God.
2 His every word of grace is strong
As that whicli built the skies. The voice that rolls the stars along.
Speaks all the promises. ."5 0.mi',-ht Ihoarthyheav'nlyfongne
lUit whisper, "Thou art mine," Those gentle wordsshonld raise iny
To uotes almost divine. [song
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1 I heard the voice of .lesus s;iy,
"Behold 1 freely «ive The living wsvter, thirsty one,
Stoop down, and drink, and live,"
1 came lo Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ;
My thirst was qnenched, my soul re- Aud now I live in him. [vived.
2 1 heard tl:e voice of Jesna say, "I am this dark world's light;
Look unto me ! thy morn shall rise. And all thy day be bright."
1 looked to Jesus, and I found III him my slai', my sun.
And in tliatjiglit of life I'll walk Till all my journey 's done.
Joy to the World.
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 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ;
He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found.
The Kace for Glory.
1 Awake, my soul ! stretch every And press with vigor on ; [nerve,
A heavenly race demands thy zeal. And an immortal crown.
2 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ;
1'is he whose hand presents the To thine aspiring eye. ' [priae
1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord ! How sure is iheir defense !
Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
Tlieir help, Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote.
Supported by thy care, Thi-o' burning climes they pass nn-
And breathe in tainted air. [hurt,
2 In midst of dangers, fears, and Thy goodness we'll adore, [deaths,
We'l 1 |)raise thee for thy mercies past. And humbly hope for more.
Our life, while thou preserv'st that Thy sacrifice shall be ; [life.
And "death, when death shall be our Shall join our souls to thee. [lot.
1 Jesus, immortal King, arise ! Assert thy mortal sway ;
Till earth, sul>dued, its tribute brings,
And distant lan<is obey. Send forth tliy woid, and let it fly
The spacjoiis earth around. Till every soul beneath the sun
Shall hear the joyful sound.
2 Oh, may thegreat Redeemer's Name Through every clime be known, ,
And heathen gods, forsaken, fall.
And Jesus reign alone. From sea to sea, from shore to shore.
Be thou, O Christ, adored. And earth, with all her millions
Hosannas to the Lord. [shout
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And,crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet We '11 lay our trophies down.
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1 Willi love the Savior's heart o'er- Lovospoke in everj' breath; [flowed,
SupiviiK' il reijrufcl tlnoutilioul. liis And triumphed in liisdeatli. [lile.
2 IJcliold, I Ills new command liegives To Mjose who i)ear liis name, —
Tlial they sliall one anf)tlier love, As lie liatli loved them.
3 Let all who bear tlie name of Christ, While lliey liis snfferings view,
Think of his words,iiEach other love, As I have loved you."
1 Jesus, and didst thou condescend, Wiieii vailed in luiiiian clay,
To heal tlie sick, the lame, lli'e blind, And drive disease away ?
2 Didst thon regard the beggar's cry, And give the lilind to see?
Jesus, thou Son olDavkl, liear — Have mercy, too, on me !
3 And didst ihoii pity mortal woe. And siglit and health restore?
Then pity, liOrd, and save my soul, Which needs thy mercy more.
1 I,ord, I believe ; thy power I own ;
Thy word I would obey ;
1 wander coinfoitless and lone, Wlien from lliy truth i stray.
2 Lord, I believe; hut gloomy fears Siiiiietimes Ijediin my sighl ;
I look to thee wit h pniyers ;ind tears. And cry for strength and light.
3 Yes! I believe; and only Ihou Canst give my son I relief;
Lord, to thy truth my spirit bow ; " Help thou mine uubeliefJ "
CROSS AND CROWN. C. M.
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1 Must Jesns 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 This consecrated cross I '11 bear Till death sliall make me free,
And then go home my crown to wear. For there 's a crown for me.
."? O. precious cross ! O, glorious crown! (), resurrection day !
V'e angels, from the stars come down. And bear my soul away.
1 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy peojile still are fed ;
Who, thro' this weary pilgrimage, Hast all our fathers led :
2 Our vows, our prayers we now pre- Before tliy throne of grace ; [sent
God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
3 O. spread thycov'ring wings around Till all our wand'rings cease.
And at our Father's loved abode. Our souls arrive in peace.
1 Tliy law is perfect, Lord of light ; Thy testimonies sure ;
The statutes of thy realm are I'iglit, And thy cominanUinent iiuie.
2 Let these, O God, my .soul convert. And iiialve thy servant wise;
Let tliese be gladness to my eare. The day-spring to my eyes.
8 So mny the words my lips e.^pres.^, — The tlio'ts that throng my mind,—
O liOrd, my strength and righieous- With thee acceptance find, [nees.
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His grace to thee proclaim ; And all that is williin me, join To bless Ji is -holy •ftiime."
2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul !
His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all his benefits : The Lord to thee is kind,,
3 Tiifn bless his holy Name, rwhole :
Whose grace hath made thei
Whose loving-ivindness crowns I h\
Oh, bless the Lord, my soul! [dnys
1 I love thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of thine abode — [saved The Church our blest Redeemer 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. I For lier my tears shall fall;
F'or her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
4 Sure as thy truth shall last.
To Zion shall be given [yield,
The brightest, glories earth can And brighter bliss of heaven.
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1 Aly soul, be on thy guard,
'i'en thousand foes arise; The hf)stsofsiii are prtvssiiig hard To draw thee from tlie skies.
2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray;
The battle ne'er give o'er; Reni'W it boldly every day.
And help divine implore. S Ne'er think the vict'iy won,
N<n- lay thine armor down ; The work of faith will not be done,
Till tliou obtain the ciowu.
How charming is the place
Where my Kedeenier, God, Unvails the beauty of his face.
And sheds his love abroad! Here on the mercy-seat.
With radiant gloiy crowned. Our joytul eyes behold him sit
And smile on all around. Give me, O I^ord, a place
Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace,
The servants of my God.
1 That blessed law of thine,
Jesus, to me impart; The Spirit's law of life divine. Oh, M'rite it on my heart!
2 Implant it deep within.
Whence it may ne'er remove — The law of libeiiy from sin, The law of perfect love.
3 Thy nature be my law—
Thy spotless sanctity; And sweetly every moment draw My liappj' soul to thee.
ST. THOMAS. S. M.
1 BelioM what wondrous grace
The Fiithcrhath bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God.
2 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made ; But when we see our Savior here.
We shall be like our Head. i If in my Father's love,
I share a filial part, Send down i hy Spirit, like a dove,
To rest upou my iieart.
1 A charge to keep I have,
A God to glprify ; A never-dying soul to save. And fit it for tlie sky.
2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil— Oh, may it all my powers engage, To do my Master's will.
3 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely. Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall forever die.
1 (live to the winds thy fears; Tfope, and bo undisniiiyed ; [tears;
Cif'd hears thv sighs and count.s thy (iod sliall lift thy head.
2 Thro\igli waves, and clouds, and He gently clearsthy way; [strums,
Wait thou this time; so shall this Soon end in joyous day. [nlglit
•3 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, [wronglit.
When fully he the work hatii That caused thy needless fear.
BOYLSTON. S, M,
1 Sow in the morn thy seed ;
At eve bold not thy band ; Todonbtand fear gjve thou no heed, Broadcast it o'er the land.
2 Thou knowest not which shall
The late or early sown ; [thrive, Grace keeps tlie perfect germ alive,
Wiien and wherever strewn. i Thou .canst not toil in vain ;
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry. Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners In the sky.
1 Not all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain, [peace, Could give tlie gtiilty conscience Or wash away the stain.
2 But Christ, the lieavenlyLamb,
Takes all our sins away— A sacrifice of nobler name. And richer blood, than they.
3 My faitli would lay her hand
On tliat dear head of thine,
Wliile like a penitent I staiul.
And there confess my sin.
1 Ye wretched, stai ving poor. Behold a royal feavt ! [>-tore
Where mercy spreads her bounieou*. For every humble guest.
2 See, Christ, with open arm.s, Invites, and bids you come;
Oh, stay not t)ack, tlio' fear alarms, For yet there still i.s room.
a Ob, come, and with us taste The tiies^^iiigsof his love:
While hope expncts the swe't repa&t Of nobler Joys above.
1 Jesus, lover of my soul.
Let rae to thy bosom fly, Wliile the nearer waters roll,
Wliile the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my bavior, hide.
Till the storm of life is past; Safe into tlie haven snide,
Oh, receive my soul at last.
2 Other i-efuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee-; Leave, oh, leave nie not alone ;
Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed ;
All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Plenteous grace with thee is found —
Oriice lo ci^iver all my sin ; Let tlie healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art ;
Freely let me take of tliee ; Spring thou up within my heart;
Rise to all eternity.
The Father's CalL
1 In the way a thousand snares Lie, lo take us unawares; iSalan, with malicious art, Watches each unguarded part: But, from Satan's malice free, Saints shall soon victorious be; Soon the joytul news will come,
" Child, your father calls— come home! "
2 But of all the foes we meet. None so oft mislead our feet, None iietray us into sin.
Like the foes that dwell within ; Yet let nothing spoil ofir peace, Christ shall also conquer these; Soon the joyful news will come, "Chilli, your father calls— come home ! "
The Pilgrim's Song.
1 Children of the heavenly King, .\s we journey let us sing; Sing our Savior's wortliy praise, Glorious in his works and ways.
2 We are trav'ling home to God, In the way our Fathers Irod ; They are happy now, and we Soon tlieir happiness shall see.
o Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of oiir land ; Jesus Christ, our Father's Son. Bids us undismayed go on.
4 Lord! obediently we'll go, Glaiily leaving all below; Only tliou our leader be, And we still will follow thee.
The Lamb's High Feast-
1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing, Praise to our victorious Kins, Who hath washed us in ll)etide. Flowing from his wounded side.
2 W'here the paschal blood is poured, Deatli's dark angel sheallies his
sword ; Lsrael's hosts triumphant go Thro' the wave that drowns ihe foe.
," Christ, our Paschal Lamb, is slain. Holy victim, without stain; Death and hell defeated lie, Heaven unfolds its gates on high.
A TTymns of glory and of prais"-, I'aiiicr. unto thee we raise; Uiseu Lord, all praise to thee, With liie Spirit ever be.
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Heavenly Food.
1 Bread of heaven ! on thee we feed, For thy flesh !>< meat indeed: Ever let our souls be fed
With tills true and living bread !
2 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice:
Loixl, thy wounds our healing give, To thy cross we look and live.
3 Day by day with strength supplied, Through the life of Him who died; Lord of life ! oh, let us be Booted, grafted, built oa thee.
Love's Lesson.
1 Savior! teach me, day by day, Love's sweet lesson to oljey; Sweeter lesson can not be, Loving him who firet loved me.
2 With a child-like heart of love, Ai thy bidding may I move; Prompt to serve and follow thee, Loving him who fli-st 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 flrat loved me.
His Mercy Endureth Forever.
1 All things living he dolli f'r'e<l ; His full hand supplies tht-ir need; For Ins mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 He his chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness: For his mercies shall endure. Ever faitliful, ever sure.
3 Let us, then, with gladsome raiud. Praise the Ijord, for lie is kind: For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood.
From thy wounded side which Be of sin the double cure — [flowed, 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 the cross I cling.
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While I draw this fleeting breatli. 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.
1 Ever patient, gentle, meek, Holy Savior! was thy mind.
Vainly in myself I seek. Likeness to my Lord to find;
Yet, that mind which was in thee.
May be, must be, formeil iu me.
2 Days of toil, 'mid throngs of men. Vexed not, ruffled not thy soul;
Still collected, calm, serene". Thou each feeling couldst control;
Lord, that mind which was in thee.
May be, must be, formed iu me.
3 When my pain is most intense, I^et thy cross my lesson prove;
Let me hear thee, e'en from thence. Breathing words of peace and love:
Savior ! let thy grace in me
Form that miud which wa.s In thee.
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AH to I'jiive and follow lliee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsiiken,
Tiioii, from hence, my all shall be! Perisli. every fond ambition,
AIU'vesoiiKht, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is nij' condition,
God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despis'j' and leave me,
The\- have ieft my Savior, too; Human hearts and looksdeceive me,
Thon art not, like them, untrue. Oh, while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate,and fi iendsdisown me,
Show ihy faoe, and all is bright.
1 Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing, Whileonce more thy praise wesing;
Sinful hearts and lives confessing, Nothing worthy can we brins ;
Yet thy book of love hath taught us, Thou wilt kindly bow thine ear;
For the sake of him who bought us. We may call, and thou wilt hear.
2 What a boon to (\s is given. Thus to lift our voice on high !
Well assured the ear of heaven Heai-s our wants, and will supply.
Weak and sinful— oh, how often Must we look to God alone.
For his grace onr hearts to soften, And sustain us as liisown.
TALIVIAR.
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Cast thy bread upon the wntei-s ;
Thinking not 'I is thrown away : irxi himself sailh thon shall gather
It again some future day. ; Cast thv bread upon the waters;
Wildly thou-ih thw billows roll ; rhev but ai<i ihee as thou toilest
Truth to spread from pole to pole.
3 t'ast thy bread upon the waters ; Why wilt thou still doubting stand?
Bonnteonsshall God send the harvest. If thou sow'st with liberal hand.
4 Give tlien freely of thy substance — O'er this cause the Lord doth reign;
Ca^t, thy bread, and toil with patience, Tliou shall labor not in vaiu.
1 Toil on, teachers, toil on V)oldTy, Labor on, and walcl) and pray ;
Men may scofi'and treat you coldly. Heed them not, go oti your way.
Jesus is a loving master; Cease not then this work to do;
Cleave to him still closer, faster. He will own and honor you.
2 Toil on, teachers ! eariiesi. steady. Sowing well the seeds of truth ;
Always willing, cheerful, ready, Watching, praying, lor your youth.
Patient, firm, and persevering, Leaning on the promise sure ;
Prayer will surely gain a h^•aring, Faithful to the end endure.
1 Sweet themoments, rich in blessing.
Which before the cross 1 sjiend ; Life, and health, and peace possess- big, From the sinner's dying friend.
2 Tjoveand grief, my heart dividing. With my tears his feel I 'II bathe;
Constant still, in laith abiding, Life deriving from his death.
3 Truly blessed is this sl;it ion, Low before his cross to lie;
While I see divine compassion Beaming in his gracious eye.
4 Here I '11 sit, forever viewing Mercy streaming in his blood ;
Precious drops my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peace with God.
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1 Zion stands with hills surrounded, Zion, ke|it by pmver divine ;
All her foes sli;ill be confounded, 'fho' the world in arius combine:
Happy Zion— What a favored lot is thine !
2 Every human tie may perish. Friend to friend iinfaitlifnl prove;
Mothers cease their own to ciierish. Heaven and eartli at last remove;
But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love.
3 In the furnace (rod may prove thee, Thence to brin^ thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee ; Thou art jirecious in liis sight:
God is with t bee- God, thine everlasting liglit.
1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary;
See ! it rend-< the rocks asunder, Shakes the earl b, atid vails the sky.
It is finished !— Hear the dying Savior ciy.
2 It is finished! Oh, what plea<inre Do these j^recious words afford !
Heav'nly blessings, wit bout measure, Flow to us from Christ the Lord :
It is finished !— Saints, the dying words record.
3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs; Join tosingibe pleasing theme ;
All on earth, and all in heaven. Join to praise Immanuer.s name:
It is finished !— Glory to the bleeding LamI)!
1 Oh, (bou Gotl of my salvation, Jly Redeemer from all sin ;
Moved liy thy divine compassion, Who hast died my heart to win ;
I will praise thee : Where shall I thy praise begin?
2 Though unseen, I love the Savior; He liatli brought salvation near;
Manifests his pard'ning favor; And when Jesus dotli appear,
Soul and txidy Shall bis glorious image bear.
3 Angels now are hov'ring round us, [Tnperceived amid the throng;
Wond'ring at the love that crowned Glad to. join the holy song; [us,
Hallelujah, I-ove and praise to Christ belong!
NETTLETON.
8s & 7s. Double.
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1 Come, thou fount of every l^lessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing.
Call for songs of loudest praise. Tea(!li me some melodious sonnet.
Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount— I'm fixed ujion it,
Mount of tliy redeeming love.
2 Here I'll raise mine Ktienezer;
Hither by I by help I'm come; Anil I liope, by tli.v good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sonubt me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
3 Ob. to grace bow great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be!
Ivet tby go.idness, like a fettei-. Bind my wand'ring heart to thee.
Piune to wander. Lord, 1 feel It- Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, oh take and seal It- Seal it for thy courts above.
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2 T!i(^ moi-niiig light is hre<aking;
TUe darkness il isappcars ; The sons of cavtli are waking
To peniteiitial leiirs: Each breeze th;tt sweeps the ocean
Filings tiilinj^s fn>in ;titar Of naiiniis in eoimriotion,
Prf»p;)red (or Ziotrs wiir. 2 IJlost river of salvaliou,
Pui-sne Iliy onward way; Flow tliou to every nation.
Nor in tliy richness stay ; Stay not till all I he lowly
Trininphant reach Iheir home: Stay nor till ail tlie holy
riot;laIm— " The Lord Is come ! "
1 To thee, O blessed Savior,
Oar grateful songs we raise; Oh, tune our hearls and voiiues.
Thy holy name to praise. 'Tis by thy sovereijiu mercy
We're here allowed to meet. To join with friends and teachers,
Thy Ijlessing to entreat.
2 Lord, gnide and bless our teachej-s,
WliO labor for ovir good: And n»ay the Holy Seriptnres
By ns be understood ; Oh, may our i)ea!'ts be given
To thee, onr glorions King, That we may nieet in heaven.
Thy praises there to sing.
1 Ashamed to be a Christian,
AlVaid the world .siiould kuovr I'm on my way to Zion,
Where joys elenuil flow ! Korbjd it, O my Savior,
That I should ever be Afraid !o wear thy eolor.
Or blush to follow thee.
2 Ashamed to he a t'hristian.
To love my God and King ! The fire of zeal is burning,
My soul is on the wing. I want a faith jnade i>erfect,
Th:it all the world may see. I .stand a living witness
Of mercy, rich and free.
Time— W tzsii. Like Jesus.
1 I ■want to be like Jesns,
So lowly and so meek ; Foi- no one marked an angry woTd
That ever heard him speak. I want to be like Jesus,
So frequently in pra\ er : Alone ui>on the moRiilain-top,
He met his Fat her there.
2 I want to be like Jesns;
I never, never find That he, tliough p«'rsecutcd, was
To any one unkind. I want to Yx^ like Jesns.
Engneed in iloing go>d, So that of me it i:ii.\' be said,
"SLxe halU dofte what t.he could."
T^MJie— Amstkrdam. Security and. Safety.
1 See the Gospel Church secure.
And founded on a Rook ; All her promises are sure,
Her bulwarks who can shock? Count her eveiy precious shrine;
Tell, to after-ages tell— Fortified tiy power divine,
The Church can never fail.
2 Zion's God is all onr own.
Who on his love rely; We his pard'njng love have known,
And live to Christ, and die: To the iS'ew Jerusalem
He our faitliful Guide shall be; Him we claim, and rest iu him.
Through all elernity.
Time— A msterbam. The Blood Shed for Me.
1 God of my salvation, hear,
And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near.
Thy blessing to receive. Fall of guilt, alas? I am,
Eiit to I hy wounds for refuge flee. Friend of .sin nei-s, spotless Lamb,
Thy blood was shed for me.
2 Standing now ns newly slain,
To thee I lift mine eye; Balm of all my grief and pain,
Thy blood is always nigh. Now as yesterday, the same
Thou art, and will forever be: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy lilood was. slied lov me.
MISSIONARY HYMN. 7s & 6s.
1 From Greenland's icy mountains.
Flora India's coral sLran(" Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand; From many an aiu-ient river,
From many a p:ilmy plain, They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What tliongli the spies' breezes
HIow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases,
An<l only man is vile? In vain with lavish kindness
The sif's of God are strewn; The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stoue.
8 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on Iiigh, Shall we to men l)eiiighted
The lamp of life deny? Salvation— O salvation !
The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation.
Has learned Messiah's uame.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of nUiry,
It spreads from pole to pole. Till o'er our r;insomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator,
lu bliss returns to leigu.
AMSTERDAM.
1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy
Thy better portion trace; [wings; Rise fron\ transitory things,
Tow'rd heaven, thy native place: Sun, and moon, and st;ns decny ;
Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and Imste away
To sjeals prepared above.
Rivers to the ocean rvin.
Nor stay in all their course; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun;
Both speed thetn to thtir source: So a soul that's liorii of (iod,
Pants to view his glorious face: Upward tends to his abode,
To rest iu his embrace-
Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn;
Press onward to the prize; Soon our .Savior will return,
Triumphant in the skies: There we'll join the heavenly train,
Welcomed to iiartake the bliss: Fly from sorrow, care, and pain.
To realms of endless pence.
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ALL TO CHRIST I OWE.
ASA HULL.
L I liejir I he Savior say,Tliy si rengl li indeed is small, Child of \vt'nUness,watch and pray, Find in me lliy all in all.
2. Then down beneath liis cross I'll lay my sin-sick soul; h'or naught have I tobrins, Thy graconiust iiiakemeivhole.
3. Wlien from my dying l)ed My rnnsomed soul shall rise, Tlien "'Jesus paid it all." Rliall rend tlie vaulted skies.
4. And when belore tlie liirone, I stand in hiui complete, I 'II lay my tropliies down, All down at Jesus' leet.
Je - sns paid it all,
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TRUSTING LORD, IN THEE.
WM. G. FISCHER.
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1. I am comingto thccro.ss: I am poor and weak and blind ; I am counting all but dross, I shall full salvation find.
2. Long my heart has sighed for Ihee ; Long has evil reiiined within ;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me, I will cleanse you from all sin.
Cho.-I am trusting,Lord, in thee, Dear Lamb of Calvary; Humbly at tliy cross I bow, Save me, Jesus, save me now.
3 Here I give my all to thee—
Fiiends,and lime, and eartlily store ; Soul and body tiiino to be- Wholly thiue— for evermore.
4 In the promises I trust;
Now I feel the blood applied; I am prostrate in Ilie dust; I with Christ am crucified.
5 Jesus comes ! he fills my soul ! I'erfected in love 1 am ; I am eveiy whit m;ide whole ; Glory, glory to the Lamb,
♦From " Joyful Songs, No. 2," by permissiou.
EVERY SABBATH.
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"Abba, Father."
1 Arise, my soul, arise ; Sh;ike oir i.liy guilty fears ;
Till' bleeilins; Sacrifice
III my belialf appears. Before the llu'i^iie tny Surety stands, My name is written ou his bauds.
2 He ever lives above, For ine to intercede ;
flis all-redeeiuiiis love,
His precious blooil, to plead. His Ijlood atoned for all our race, .\ii(l sprinkles now t lie throne of grace.
3 My God is reconciled ;
His pard'niUK voice I hear; He owns nie for his cliikl ;
I can no lo?i<4er fear. With coutideuite I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry
My All to Thee. 1 I bring my sins to tliee,
'I'lie sins I can not (•onnt, That all may i leaiist d be.
In t hy once opened fount.
1 i)ring llieni, Savior, all to thee, Tlie l)urden is too great for me.
2 My heart to thee I bring. The heart I can not reail,
A faithless, waiid'ring thing,
A living iieart indeed. I bring it, Savior, now to tliee, That fixed and faithful it may be. ;> My life I bring to thee,
I W(juld not be my owu ; O, S;ivior let me be
'i'liine, ever thine alone. My hem I, my life, tny all I bring
To thee, my Savior and my King
LENOX.
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1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly-solemn sound ;
Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound,
T)ie year of jubilee is corne,
Keturn, ye ransomed sinners, home.
2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, bo glad ;
The year of jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
The Imago of God.
1 Father of eternal grace, (ilorify tliysiir in me;
Sweetly be.imiiig in niv face. May the world thine'image .see.
2 Happy only in thy love.
Poor, unfriended, or unknown : Fix my thoughts on tilings al>ove ; Stay my heart on Ihee alone.
3 To tliy gracious will resigned- All thy will by me be done ;
Give me. Lord, the perteci njind Of thy well-beloved Son.
4 ("ountinggain and glorv loss. May I tiead the path lie trod ;
Die with Jesus f)n the cross- Rise with him to live with God.
The Lord is King.
1 Rejoice, the Lord is King; Your Loni and King adore;
Mortals, fiive thanks and sing.
And triumph evermore; I/i 1 1 up your hearts, lift up your voice liejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 .Tesns, tlie Savior, reigns. The God of truth and love;
"When he had purged ourstai)is,
He took his .seat aliove ; T,iftup your hearts, lift up your voice, Kejoice, again 1 say, rejoice. o His kingdom can not fail —
He i-ules o'er earlh and heaven ; The keys of death and hell
Are t(j our Jesus given ; Li It up your heai Is, lift u p your voice. Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
3 Extol the Lamb of God—
The all-atoning I.,ariil) ; Redemption in his blood
Througiroui the world proclaim; Tlie year of Jubilee is come, Return, ye laiisonKd sinners, home.
PORTUGUESE HYMM.
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1 How firnin foniul;il ion, ye saints of the Lord, Is l;ii(l lor your riiilli in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, ||: You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? :|| 2 " Fear not., I am wil h thee ; oh, be not dismayed, For I am thy God, and I will j;ive thee aid ; I'll strengthen 1 hee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 1 Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand. :||
3 "When throns^h the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not ovei flow ;
For I will be with thee, thy trials to bless, ||: And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.:]]
4 " When through fiery tiials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all sufficient, shall l)e thy supply ;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only desijjn
]]: Thy dross to consume, aud tliy gold to retlue." I
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1 My faith looks np to thee, Tlioii Ijainb of Calvary,
H-: vior divine ; Xow hoar me while I praj", Taltoall ni.\- guill away,. Oil, let me from Iliisday
lie wholly thine.
2 !May thy rich grace impart Strength (o my fainting heart ;
My zeal inspire ; As thou hast died for me. Oil, may my love to thee Pun-, waiiu, and changeless be, A living fire.
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3 ^^'llile life'.s dai'k maze I tread, And griefs around me spread.
Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day. Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor lei me ever str;iy From thee aside.
EVERY SABBATH.
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Shall wo Gather at the River P 1 Shall we «alher at llie livcr,
WluTc bri;;lil. anj^el feet have trod ? With ii.s ciystal tide forever
Flowing by tlie ihroue of God ?
Chorus.
Yes, we'll gather at the river, Tlie be:mtiliil,lliel)eautiful river, Ciatlier witli t-lie saints at the river, Tliat flows by the throne of God.
2 Ere we reach the shining river. Lay we every burden dovvn ;
Grace onr spirit will deliver. And provide a robe and crown. Yes, we'll gather, etc.
3 Soon we'll leach the silent river, Soon our iiiltjriinage will cease;
Boon oiir happy hearts vvill quiver. With llie melody of peace. Yes, we'll gather, etc.
Sweet By and By.
1 There's a land that is fairer than
dMy, A nd by faith we may see it afar. For tlie Father waits over the way To prepare ns a rest iiisi-place there. <1hu. — In the sweet by and by We sliall rest on that beautiful shore.
2 To our bountiful Father above, We will offerour tribute of praise.
For the glorious gift of his love, And the blessings that hallow our days. C/jo.— In the sweet by and by We shall sing on that beautiful shore.
3 We will sing on that beautiful shore 'llie melodious songs of the lilest.
And our spirits will soriow no more.
Not a sigh for the l)lessings ol rest.
Cho. — In the sweet by and by
We shall praise on that beautiful
shore.
Nearer, my God, to Thee.
Shining Shore.
1 My days are gliding swiftly by. And 1, a pil<i;rini stranger.
Would not detain them as I hey fly, These hours of toil and danger.
ChoRUS. For now we stand on .Jordan's strand.
Our frienos are passing over ; And jnst Ijefore, tlie shining shore
We may almost discover.
2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren
dear, Our heavenly homes discerning; Our absent Lord has left us word. Let every lamp be burning. For now we stand, etc. .3 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow.
Each cord on earth to sever. Our King says come, and there's our Forever, oil, forever! [home.
For now we stand, etc.
1 Nearer, my God, to thee.
Nearer to thee! E'en t hougli it be a cross
That raiselh me. Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!
2 Though like a wanderer, The sun gone down,
Darlcness comes over me. My rest a stone.
Yet in my dreams I'd be.
Nearer, my God, to tliee, 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 !
4 Or, if on joyful wing, Cleaving the slcy,
Sun. moon, and stars forgot. Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be.
Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Come, Father, Son,
1 Come, thou Almighty King, Help us thy Name losing,
Help us to praise : Fatlier all glorious. O'er all victorious. Come and reiirn over US,
Ancient of days.
2 Jesus, our Lord, arise. Scatter our enemies.
And m:ike them fall; Let I bine almisihty aid Our sure defense be made; Our souls on thee be stay'd ;
Lord, hear our call.
and Holy Ghost.
3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Giril on thy mighty sword.
Our prayer attend; Come, and thy people bless. And give tliy word success; Spirit of holiness.
On us descend.
4 Co7ne, holy Comforter, Tliy sacred witness bear
In this glad hour: Thou who Almighty art. Now rule in every heart. And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power.
"Worthy the Lamb.
1 "Glory be lo (lod on hiirh !" Let heaven and eartii re))ly,
" Praise ye his name." His love and grace adore. Who all our so'-rows bore ; Sing now and evermore—
"Worthy tlie Laint).''
2 .Join, all ye ransomed race, Our Ijord and God to bless;
Praise ye his n;ime : *
On him we fix our choice, In liim we will rejoice. Shouting v-'!th lieart and voice-
" Wortiiy the Laitib."
THE FOUNTAIN FILLED WITH BLOOD.
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2. The dy - ing Miief re-joiced to see Tliat. lonntain in his day, And
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I Love to Tell the t'tory.
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Jesus Loves Even Me.
I I love to tell the story
Of unseen things above. Of Jesus and his glory,
Of Jesus and his love. I lovo to tell the story,
Because I know it's true; It satisfies my loimings.
As nothing else would do.
Chorus. I love to fell the story, 'Twill be my thcuK^ in glory To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and his love.
2 I love to tell the stdry : More wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dream.s.
I love to tell the story. It- did so inueh for iiie!
And that is just the reason I tell it now to lliee. 1 love to tell, etc.
3 I love to tell the story;
For those who know it best. Seem hungering and Ihii'sting
To lienr it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sinor the New. Nkw Sovfi, 'Twill he— the (^i.n, Oi.n Stokv That I h.ave loved so long! I love to tell, etc.
1 I am so glad that our Father in heaven Tells of his love in the liooli lie has given ; Wonderful things in the Bilile I see,
This is the dearest, that Jesus loves me.
I am so glad ihat .lesus loves me, Jesus loves even me.
2 Though I foiset him, and wander away, Kindly he follows wherever I stniy ; l!:ick to bis deivr lovim; arms would I flee, When I remember that Jesus loves me.
.'! Oh, if there 's only one sona I can sing. When in bis l)eauty I see the great King; Til is sbnll my song in eternity be, Oh, what a wonder that Jesus loves me.
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INTERNATIONAL SERIES OF S. S. LESSONS, ist & 2d QUARTERS, 1874.
Compiled expressly for "Every Sabbath," by T. C. O'Kane.
The figures under the head of " Hymns" refer io the pages, in this book, for appropriate hymns.
SUBJECT.
The House of Bondage
The Birth of Moses
The Call of Moses
Doubts Removed
Jehovah's Promise
The First Plague
Jehovah's Passover
The Exodus
The Red Sea
Bitter Waters Sweetened
Bread from Heaven
Defeat of Amalek
Review of First Quarter The Ten Commandments
The Golden Calf
The People Forgiven
The Tabernacle Set Up.
The Five Offerings.... \
Three Great Feasts. ... \
The Lord's Ministers
Israel's Unbelief.
The Smitten Rock
The Serpent of Brass
The True Prophet
The Death of Moses
Rev. of Second Quarter.
LESSON.
Ex. i. 7-14. Ex. ii. i-io. Ex. iii. i-io. Ex. iv. 1-9, 27-31 Ex. vi. 1-8. Ex. vii. 14-22. Ex. xii. 21-30, 51 Ex. xiii. 17-22. Ex. xiv. 19-31. Ex. XV. 22-27. Ex. xvi. 1-5,31-35. Ex. xvii. 8-16. Ex. XV. i-ii. Ex. XX. 1-17. Ex. xxxii. 1-6, 19-20 Ex. xxxiii. 12-20. Ex. xl. 17-30. Lev. vii. 37, 38. "1 Ileb. ix. 22-28. / Lev. xxiii. 4-6, "I 15-21, 33-36. I Num. ui. 5-13. Num. xiv. I-IO.
Num. XX. 7-13.
Num. xxi. 4-9.
Deut. xviii. 9-16.
Deut. xxxiv. 1-12. Deut. viii.
The Bondage of Sin
A Deliverer Raised Up
The Deliverer Sent Forth....
The Deliverer Accepted
The Deliverer's Message
The Message Rejected
Deliverance Through Blood God, the Pilgrim's Guide... The Great Deliverance Water for the Thirsty.. Food for the Hungry... The Victory of Faith... Lord of Lords our Leader.. Our Duty to God and Man.
Duty to God Forgotten
The God of All Grace
God Dwelling with Men....
One All-sufficient Offering..
Jesus and the Jewish Feasts
Priests of God and of Christ
The Sad Results of Unbelief
With God All Things
are Possible
The One Way of Salvation.
{Never Man Spake like this Man
Entering into Rest
He Loadeth us with Benefits
GOLDEN TEXT.
John viii. 34. Luke ii. 40. I .Sam. iii. 9, John iii. 2. Lev. xxvi. 12. Heb. iii. 15. I Cor. V. vii. Psa. xxxii. 8. Heb. xi. 29. Rev. xxii. 2. John vi. 35, Psa. Ivi. 9. Ex. XV. II. John xiv. 15. I John V. 21. Psa. cxxx. 4. Psa. Ixxxiv. I.
Heb. ix. 28.
John vii. 14.
I Peter ii. 9. Heb. iii. 19.
I Cor. X. 4. John iii. 14, 15.
John i. 45. Psa. cxvi. 15. Psa. ciii. 2.
141. 142. 141.
145-
141.
104.
56, 91, 146.
108, 117, 143.
20, 66, 154.
7,84.
43, 108, 147.
46, 128, 144,
7, 48, 108.
143. 147. 138, 141.
153. 136. 149, 144.
152, 145.
138, 145.
92, 145. 141, 143.
7. 84, 137- 12, 16, 129.
137, 140. 68, 138. 141, 144.
INTERNATIONAL SERIES OF S. S. LESSONS, 30 & 4TH QUARTERS, 1874.
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Compiled expressly for "Every Sabbath," by T. C. O'Kane.
Tke figures under the head of " Hymns" refer to the pages, in this book, for appropriate hymns.
July
5 12
19
26 2
9
16
23
30
6
13
20 27
4 II
18
25
Nov. I
15 22
29 Dec. 6
13 20
27
Aug
Sept.
Oct.
SUBJECT.
The Beginning of the"! Gospel. /
The Authority of Jesus..
The Leper Healed
The Publican Called
Jesus and the Sabbath..
Power over Nature
Power over Demons
Power over Disease
Power over Death
Martyr'm of the Baptist The Five Thousand Fed Syrophoenician Mother. Reviewof Third Quarter
The Deaf Mute
The Evil Spirit Cast Out
The Mind of Christ
Blind Bartimeus
The Fig Tree Withered
The TenCommandments
Hypocrisy and Piety
Anointing at Bethany....
The Betrayal
The Denial
The Crucifixion
The Risen Lord
Rev. of Fourth Quarter.
Mark i. l-ii.
Mark i. 16-27. Mark i. 38-45. Mark ii. 13-17.
f Mark ii. 23-2S, t iii. 1-5.
Mark iv. 35-41. Mark v. 1-15. Mark v. 24-34.
/ Markv. 22,23; \
I 35-43- J
Mark vi. 20-29. Mark vi. 34-44. Mark vii. 24-30. Selections. Mark vii. 31-37. Mark ix. 17-29. Mark ix. 33-42. Mark x. 46-52.
f Mark xi. 12-14; \
I 19-24- /
Mark xii. 28-34. Mark xii. 38-44. Mark xiv. 3-9. Mark xiv. 42-50. Mark xiv. 66-72. Mark xv. 22-39. Mark xvi. 9-20. Selections.
( Beginning of the Gospel of \ Jesus Christ, the Son of God
Universal Authority of Jesus.
Jesus Willing and Able to Save
" Follow Me."
"The Sabbath was Made for Man."
The Wind a;nd Sea Obey Him
From the Power of Satan, etc.
Healing Power of Christ
The Life-giving Voice
John's Witness unto the Truth
The All-supplying God
Asking in Faith
He Doeth All Things Well .. He hath Done All Things Well
The Need of Faith
We shall be Like Plim
The Blind See
"Nothing but Leaves."
Not Far from the Kingdom... Religion Pure and Undefiled. .She hath done what She Could Jesus, the Master, Betrayed...
The Mournful Fall
Jesus Saves Us by His Death.
Our Ever-Living Savior
"On the Right Hand of God."
GOLDEN TEXT.
John i. 34. Matt, xxviii. 18, Matt. viii. 2. Num. xxxii. 12.
Ezek. XX. 12. Psa. cvii. 29. I John iii. 8. Mark vi. 56.
John v. 25.
Rev. ii. ID. Psa. cxlv. 16. Matt. XV. 28. Mark vii. 37. Psa. Ii. 15. Mark ix. 24. Phil. ii. 5. Psa. cxix. 18.
Lu. xiii. 7.
Rom. xiii. 10. Micah vi. 8. Mark xiv. 9. Matt. xxvi. 24. I Cor. x. 12. Isa. liii. 5. Rev. i. 18. Mark xvi. 19-20,
142, 136. 140, 142. 38, 140.
52, 117, 148.
4, 10, 138. 66, 67, 141.
144, 146. 81, 152,
61, 140.
140, 143.
141, 147.
137. 154- 132, 67, 12. 136, 145. 150, 154.
145, 147. 14, 143-
II, 138-
143, 144-
136, 147.
150, 153.
137. 150.
144, 145. 56, 59, 148. 112, 137. 137, etc.
GENERAL INDEX.
Titles in CAPITALS. First Lines in Ronnan.
PAGE
ABimNr, REST 3S
Acii;iri;i' to kci-p H.'j
AFTiJRTUK TOIL 1II7
Ah tell me not 2;!
ALAS AND DID MY SAV-
lOI'w BLEED S!l
All for J(!>us 32
All hall till' p.)\ver HI)
All thills liviiis; H7
ALL TO ('11KI8T 1 OWE... \->2
AMEIllOA \i->
Am 1 :< sol.iiei- HI)
AJISTKKOAM l.il
ANGKLJO SONGS 71
ANTDXJH 112
Aro wo siiwiiig seeiU "s
.Vrirtc, my foul, arise 1').'5
Avliiimt'ii to be a christiau... IV)
As I \v:niikT('il l.jil
AT THE KASTEUN GATE. W
At tlie Lamb's U6
AUTUMN HS
.\wake my soul 142
Away with oui' sorrow 47
BALERMA 141
BEAUTIFUL HILLS 82
BBAUTIKUL HIV Ell 62
BEAUTIFUL ZION .ii)
Bi'fore t\u' heavens 13fi
Beholil the throne 139
JSeholil what wondrous 145
BEYOND lllE KIVER .50
Blow ve the trumpet 153
BLEST BE THE TIE Ill
BOYLSTON 14.^
Bread of heaven on 147
BRIGHT .SILVER SEA 128
Brother, you may 32
CALLING US AWAY 61
CAMIU{I]»(}E 141
CARRY US THROUGH 129
C.\Ht thv lii-a.l 148
CELINI'IAL LOVE «6
Chililcrri ot the hciiveuly 146
L'HKISIMIAS IS COMING... 1,33 CHURCH OF GOD, AWAKE 42
PA OF,
COBIE AND HELP US 1(14
COME JOIN OUR BAND... 48
Come let our liaiipv .'i
COME LET US REJOICE... 110
Come siunors to 1.3s
(Jomo thoii Aimij;htv King... I:).'i
Come tli.-iu fount 14;i
CO.ME TO .ME 74
Coiui' ye that love 13y
CO .ME YE SOLDIERS 114
C01it)NAT10N lid
CRADLE .MELODY i:il
CROSS AND CROWN 143
DUKE STREET 137
Eternal are thy mercies 37
Ever ratient, gentle 147
Except the Lord our 13(i
Far from these scenes 139
Father ofeternal 153
Firm and united 124
FOLLOWING THE SAV- IOR 7
Forever here my ix'st .56
FROM ALL THAT DWELL. .37 From every stormy wind.... 13S
From the fields white 107
From the throne of God 62
Gather the cherished ones.... .51
Give me the wings 61
Give to tlie winds 145
Glassy and waveless 131
Glory to God on higli 1.55
God of my salvation liear 150
Go preach my gospel I;'i7
Grace, 'tis a charming 1.39
Great Ruler of all ; 141
GROW NOT WEARY 36
GUIDE 117
GUIDE ME, OH THOU GREAT los
HAIL BRIGHTEST MORN-
IN(J 70
HALLOWING FLAME 139
PAGE
Hark, h;irk my soul 71
HARK THE NOTES 60
llaik there is a blessed 24
Hark the voice of 149
Hark 'tis the Savior's 4,5
HARVEST TIME 13
H EBRON 136
HEAR THE ANGELS 81
HEAVEN 34
Heavenly Fatlier grant 148
HEAVENLY HOJIE 72
HEAVENLY SlIoRE 139
HEAVEN WITHIN US 49
IIENDON 146
HO EVERY ONE THAT
THIRSTETH 84
ILi every one that thirsts 137
Holy angels in their tliglit.... 81
Holy Spirit, faithful 117
HORTON 147
How are thv servants 142
HOW BEAUTEOUS ARE
THEIR 92
How blest tlio rigliteous 1.3S
How charming is the 114
How firm a loumlation I.54
How sad our state 141
I am coming to 151
I am so glad tliat 1.56
1 AM TOLD THAT JESUS
LOVES ME 22
I bring my sins to thee 153
1 lieaid the voice 142
I hear the Savior say 151
I know that mv Redeemer... 140 I KNOW THOU ART GONE 80
I look on a river 74
I love thy kingdom 144
1 love to tell the story 156
In his vineyard, Christ S
1 now hav(! found 3S
In that world of glory 19
IN THE CROSS OF CHRIST 12
III the Eden of love 69
In the Lord our Savior 129
In the vineyard of. 25
In the way a thousand 146
PACK
I want to bo like Je.sns 150
I will trust in my 66
Jehovah's praise 3
Jesus and did.st thou 143
Jesus and shall it 1.37
Jesus if still thou art 140
Jesus, immortal King 142
Jesus I my cross 148
Jesus lover of my 96, 146
JESUS OF NAZARETH 14
Joy to the world 142
LABAN 144
LAMB OF CALVARY 15J
LENOX 1.53
Let us work for 17
Little fhihlifM to IZ8
LITTLE CH'STEHS 25
LITTLE l'lL(a;i3IS .3.3
LOOK TO THE CROSS 16
LORD AND SAVKm h5
Lord I believe thy 143
LUTUKR 144
MAECIIING ON ini'
^] A RT YX II',
MISSIONARY HYMN I5i
My country, 'tis of thee 9'.
My days are gliding 155
My failli Io(d;s up 1.54
MY GOAL IS CHRIST 23
My soul be on thy guard 144
Must Jesus bear the cross.... 14:;
I
Nearer mv God to thee ,
NETTLETON ,
Night, her s(demn •.
NO BOOK LIKE THE BI- BLE
Not all tliebio.)d
NOTHING BUT LEAVES... Now in a song of.
1.5.5 149 116
Oh bless the Lord
OFFERING OF PRAISE...
Oh for a closer walk
Oh for a thousand tongucB.,
(159)
160
GENERAL INDEX.
PAOK
OGod of Bctlicl 143
0I> have you lioard 77
O Loril thy work revive l.'!9
O love, t!)V sovPi-Higii las
ONE DAY MORK 8»
ONE IN CHRIST , 2'.!
On .(oi-iiaii's stormy 79
OKTONVILLE 1«
Oh the lieautifnl liills »2
Oh tli«S:iM)utli inoriiing 10
O thou Gild of my H>.»
O toiler-- urow not wnavy 3i>
Our rherisliod onos SI
OurFatlicr who ait A?,
OUR HA I'PY HOME 19
OUR JOV WILL RE 5S
Our Lord is risfii; 137
Our varied days 1')
Out upon the stormy 7ij
Over the selfi-<h dreamK W
Oh we 're a little pilgrim 33
Pilsrini in tliis vale 5S
I'OIITUOUESE HYMN 154
PRAISE 000 3r.
PROMISED LAND 79
UUIET \3 A PEACEFUL RIVER 122
RKALMSOE THE BLEST. 125
Rnjoice the Lord is King l.W
RKTRKAT 138
RlETKl) CLOrnS 20
RING THE REl;L80FTLr. fiS
Rise mv soul ami 151
:tIVER OF PEACE 74
ROCKINGHAM las
Rook oi'ages 147
SABBATH MORNING 10
SAFELY THROUGH 120
SAVIOR BREATHE AN EVENING 103
PAGE
Savior 1 follow on 7
Savior teach me 147
S'-e the C'spel church 15(i
SKSSIONS 137
Sli-ill we suther I;'i."i
SHOUT THE TIDINGS 53
Show pity Lord 13(i
Silently the shepherds 5;)
Since ti'.v Father's arm 109
SOFTLY FADES THE TWI- LIGHT 11(1
SO GOES THE WOULD 15
So let our lips and lives 13S
Some one has gone 6.S
SOWING AND REAPING... 7X
Sowing their seed 12ii
Sow in the morn 1 15
Spirit divine attend 141
STAND BY THE SCHOOL.. 17 STAR OF THK MORNING. 26
St. THOMAS 115
STRIKE FOR JESUS 4C,
SUBMISSION 109
SWEEPING THRO' THE
GATES 123
Sweet hour of prayer 1.3ii
SWEET SABBATH BELLS. .54 Sweet the moments 14S
TA LMAR 14«
Te:\chers while the harvest.. 13 TELL ME YE WINGED
WINDS mo
Tell of his wondrous Ml
That blessed law 144
THE ALL-CLEANSING
TIDE .56
THE ANGEL'S SONG 55
The bells, the bells 51
THE BIBLE 2s
THE BLESSED BOOK .<*
THE BLESSED CALL 24
THE BLOOD-BOUGHT
SHORE 76
PAOB THE CHRISTIAN'S FATH- ERLAND 77
THE CHRISTIAN'S REF- UGE 96
THE FOUNTAIN FILLED
AVITII BLOOD 1.56
THE HEAVENLY JERU- SALEM 47
THE KING IN THE MAN- NER 1.^2
THE LAND FAR AWAY.... 113
The little pilgrim 115
THE LORD'S PRAYER 43
THE MASTER CALLETH. 52
The morning liglit 1.50
THE NEW SONG 44
THE OLD SHIP 67
The lansomed spirit Kfi
THE Rose OF SHARON IM
THK TRUMPET CALL 94
THK WONDERFUL STAR. 64
■fliere are dear ones 40
Theie is a fountain 156
There is never a day 20
There'll lie joy beyond 44
Tiiere '.s a book which 8
There's a land that 155
Thero-'s a narrow road 106
There's not a bright IS
There's a song in the air 1.32
They tell ns that 49
Thine earthly Sabbaths 1.38
Thy law is perfect 143
Thus far the Lord 1.36
TILL HE COME 21
To a dark sinful 64
TO-DAY THE SAVIOR
CALLS 104
Toil on teachers 148
TOPLADY 147
To thee O blessed Savior 1.50
To ns a child of roval 137
TRUNDLE-BED SONG 130
TRUSTING, LORD, IN THEE 152
PAG«
VARINA 142
VICTORIOUS SAVIOR 112
WAITING FOR ME 40
WALK IN THE LIGHT 39
WATCHMEN AWAKE 9o
WATCIIWOliDS 102
We nil might do good 27
We are living 46
We are many 2<.i
Wi- are marching to 4t^
We are on the deep : 67
WEBB 1.50
We have no outward 137
We'll iournev together... 30
WE'LL MEET AGAIN 85
WE SHALL KNOW 9S
What glory is thine 34
What me.uis this eager 14
WHAT SHALL THE HA K-
VEST BE 120
When all thy mercies 141
When marsiialledon 8"
WHEN SHALL WE MEET. 118
When the mists have 98
M'hen the morning wakes.... .52
When to Thee who hast 65
Wherewith, 0 Lord, shaU.... 1.36
WHITE AS SNOW 91
Wlio, - 10 are these 123
Wit) / we hail 4
Witt ve till' Savior's 143
WONIjKRFUL cross .5<i
WOODLAND 140
WORK AND WIN 124
Work, for the night is com- ing 89
WORK WHILE 'TIS DAY... M> WORK, WORK T'>DAY .... ^
Ye wretch* d, starving 145
ZION _ 149
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