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COPYRIGHT, 1885, BY JOHN J, HOOD.

" Teach me some Melodious Sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongms above,'''

N response to the call made by the foregoing lines we have endeav-
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it is alone the Holy Spirit can attune the heart of man to the music
of the heavenly choir; but we trust our sonnets may be found suitable
channels for the higher and holier melodies.

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Rev. E. H. Stokes, D. D.

Jno. R. Sweney.

1. Jesus I love, tor his heart is good, He has loved me o'er and o'er ;

2. He calls, I rise, he maketh me whole, — How fond his tender embrace !

3. I want to love him with all my heart, Tho' all its powers are small ;

4. He's good to me in my sorrow's night, He's good in the tempest's roll ;

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He sought me when wandTing,I*m saved by his blood. And I love him more and more.
He cleans - es, keeps, and blesses my soul, — My - day the smile of his face.

I will not keep from him a - ny part, For He is worthy of all.
Hebringeth from darkness in - to light, — With joy he filleth my soul.

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1. There is joy in the heart when its bur- den of sin Is rolled and for-

2. There is joy in the heart when4t sweet- ly confides, And clings to the

3. There is joy in the heart that delights to perform Whatev - er its

4. Oh, that joy in the heart may be found by us all, "SVhen wil-ling for

ev - er a- way, "WTien it feels the as-sur-ance of par- don within, And
Sav-iour a - lone ; 'Tis a tem- pie of grace where the Spirit abides. And
mis- sion may be ; That can laugh at the billow, or, braving the storm, The

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walks in the sun- shine of day.

love has e - rect - ed a throne,

light of God's mer - cy can see.

free - ly that bless- ing will give.

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And sparkles wher - ev - er, wher - ev - er it goes.

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" The love of Christ, which passeth knowledge."
Eph iii. 19.

E. S. LORENZ.

1. In vain in high and ho-ly lays My soul her grateful voice would raise ; For

2. A joy by day, a peace by night, In storms a calm, in darkness light ; In

3. My hope for pardon when I call, My trust for lift- ing when I fall ; In

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who can sing the worthy praise Of the won-derful love of Je - sus?
pain a balm, in weakness might, Is the won- derful love of Je - sus.
life, in death, my all in all. Is the won- derful love of Je-sus.

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1. I will look to the hills, to the heau - ti - fal hills, Where the

2. On the ev - ergreen hills is the fair tree of life. With its

3. The Great Shepherd of Is - rael a faith- ful watch keeps, That my

4. The dark pathway he hal- lowed I will not despise, I will

pure liv- ing fountains are found. Whence my help cometh down in their
balm for all sor - row and care ; And its bow - ers are free from temp-
foot be not moved from the way ; I will trust, for my Lord neither
drink of the cup that he fills. And for joy in the darkness, will

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ta - tion and strife. For the an - gel of Peace dwelleth there.

slum-bers nor sleeps. And the night is to him as the day.

lift up mine eyes To the light of the beau - ti - ful hills.

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1. Jus - ti- fied by faith in thee, Peace with God henceforth have we ;

2. Thou thyself our debt hast paid. Full a - tonement thou hast made ;

3. Once condemned but now reprieved, In - to life through grace received ;

4. While from grace to grace we go, More and more thy love bestow,

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From the law we now are free,

On thy head our guilt was laid,

Oh, what joy since we believed.

Till thy per - feet bliss we know,

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1. O Jesus, Saviour, I long to rest Near the cross where thou hast died ;

2. My dy- ing Je- sus, my Saviour God, Who hast borne my guilt and sin,

3. O Je- sus, Saviour, now make me thine, Never let me stray from thee ;

4. The cleansing pow'r of thy blood apply. All my guilt and sin re- move;

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For there is hope for the ach- ing breast, At the cross I will a - bide.

Now wash me, cleanse me with thine own blood, Ever keep me pure and clean.

Oh, wash me, cleanse me, for thou art mine. And thy love is full and free.

Oh, help me, while at thy cross I lie, Fill my soul with perfect love.

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Look as you are, — lost, guilt - y, dead, — Look while 'tis called to-day.
Look from your sins of crim - son dye, Look from your prayers and tears.
Look to the pierc - ed Son of Man, Look to your sin all gone !

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1. Look upon the fields all white for

2. Look upon the fields all white for

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har- vest ! Let your soul be stirred to
har- vest ! May the love of souls thy
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you can do ; While the Master calls thee forth to la- bor, Go with willing
ear - nest deeds ; Oh, awake ! arouse thee from thy slumber, Your most earnest
heart inflame ; Tell to some the sto - ry of redemption. Bid them trust a-
will be past; " Something for the Master," be thv motto, If thou'dst hear the

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lone in Je - sus' name.
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1. ^lio is this that waiteth, Waiteth for my call, While the dews of morning

2. Who is this that waiteth In the storm outside, Sad and worn and weary,

3. O, it is my Saviour! Saw I not be - fore All that bleeding sorrow,

4. Thou shalt wait no longer In the gloom outside ! Enter, O sweet Stranger,

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Still his wish de - nied ? O, such gentle patience Must an entrance win ;
All that anguish sore ? Saw I not the nail -prints, When his blood was shed ?

And with me a - bide ! Long I sought thee, Saviour, Thou wast at my door !

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Asking me for entrance, — Pleading o'er and o'er !
Still I hear him pleading, " Let me enter in."
Saw I not the thorn-crown On his king-ly head?
Now I bid thee welcome. Welcome ev-er - more !

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Be my guest to-day ; Saviour, come, abide with me Ev - ermore, I pray.

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Death lurks in the dark be- hind him, And hides in the rock be - fore ;
No friend, when he lies a - dy - ing. His eyes to kiss and close ;
Or fight in the ter-ri-ble con - flict, This com - fort all to know:

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1. I have come just now from the wayside well,Where the Saviour sat in the

2. As I stood and gazed on his earnest face, How my faith went out to the

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love di - vine ; And the wondrous gift of his own free grace He had

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As he dre"\v me into the ark of rest.

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ilb_ He is waiting still by the wayside well.

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1. My brother, we are trav'ling to the pal- ace of the King,

2. My sis - ter, Christ is call-ing thee to journey toward that home,

3. My hear- er, in thy journey whither wilt thou come at last?

We are go- ing to mount Ziou, where for - ev - er we shall sing ;

Where the weary, heav - y lad - en find sweet rest, no more to roam ;

To the throne of God in heav- en, or where hope is ev - er past?

There no sin or pain or sigh -ing can disturb our peaceful rest,
Canst thou not forsake the e - vil, and the Spir- it's call o - bey?
Hear the word that Jesus sends thee, — Come to me and rest re - ceive :

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For we dwell among the an - gels, and can lean on Je - sus' breast.
Christ will guide thee to that ci - ty, if you seek the nar-row way.

I will pardon, cleanse, and comfort, if thou on - ly wilt be - lieve.

Will you go ? will you go ? Go to that land of pure delight? Go where the

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1. Eouse, ye saints, the world is dy-ing, We must work while it is day ;

2. Wake, ye men, let us be do- ing, While the sun is in the sky;

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Lead- ing sin - ners to the Fountain Ev - er flowing, full and free.

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2. From De - i - ty's bo - som de- scend, gentle dove. We

3. Now wait - ing, believ - ing, we have the glad sign, — Thy

4. O Spir - it e - ter - nal, for- ev - er a - bide. Our

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1. O life e - ter - nal, life divine, Honor to grasp the glorious prize ;

2. A - bundant life on me bestow, Earth's vapors I would breath no more ;

3. Here at thy feet I lay my heart: Make broad the channels for thy grace;

4. O - pen the windows from a - bove And pour thy richest gifts on me ;

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Then fill, and o - ver- flow each part, Enlarge and fill the added space.
More life be- stow, and more of love, — Let me a chosen ves-sel be.

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1. On- ward now ! the truni- pet call is sounding : On- ward now ! with

2. On- ward now ! be valiant, brave and dar- ing ; On- ward now, the

3. On- ward now ! our King has gone be- fore us ; Strong in him, our

4. On- ward now ! be firm and faithful ev - er ; On- ward now, our

ho-ly rapture bounding, Heart and voice in har-mo-ny resound-ing,
Christian armor wear- ing; On- ward now ! the roy - al standard bearing,

triumph will be glorious. On- ward now ! his lov- ing care is o'er us ;
cour- age failing nev - er. Look - ing home, beyond the si - lent riv - er —

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Let our songs in happy concert rise.

In his hand behold the heav'nly prize.
Looking home, where pleasure never dies.

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tar - ry and rest ; Content there with Jesus our Saviour to stay, We'll de-

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2. I'm on my way to heav-en, The place of joy and rest, Where

3. I'm on my way to Zi - on. The ci - ty built on high, Je- ,

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I'll re- peat the sto- ry Of Christ's redeeming love; I'll join with saints and
per- feet peace is giv-en To ev -'ry troubled breast ; The cross no longer
ru - salem the joyous, Beyond the loft - y sky; I'll pass its shining

an-gels To eel - e - brate Ms fame, And thro' e - ter- nal ag-es His
bearing, I'll lay my burden down, With bliss and honor wearing A
por-tal, Its splendor I'll be- hold, Partake of life immor-tal, And

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1. We are pilgrims looking home, Sad and wea- ry oft we roam, But we

2. O these tender broken ties, How they dim our aching eyes, But like

3. When our fettered souls are free, Far beyond the narrow sea, And we

4. Thro' our pilgrim journey here, Tho' the night is sometimes drear, Let us

know 'twill all be well in the morning; When, our anchor firmly cast, Ev'ry
jewels they will shine in the morning; When our victor palms we bear, And our
hear the Saviour's voice in the morning; When our golden sheaves we bring To the
watch and persevere till the morning; Then our highest tribute raise For the

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storm- y wave is past, And we gather safe at last in the morn- ing.
robes immor- tal wear. We shall know each other there, in the morn- ing.
feet of Christ our King, What a chorus we shall sing in the morn- ing.
love that crowns our days. And to Jesus give the praise in the morn- in^.

D. S. — sun -ny region bright, When we hail the blessed light of the morn- ing.

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Miss Jennie Stout.

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en sit and pon - der, When the sun is sink- ing low,
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And to those a- round be say - ing, Come and join his hap - py band?
All my earthly tri - als end - ed, And my crown in heav - eia won :

Shall I be a-mong the liv - ing? Shall I min-gle with the free?
Come, for all things now are rea - dy, Come, his faithful foil- 'wer be ;
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Oh, where'er my path be lead -ing, Saviour, keep my heart with thee.
Chanting hymns to him who bought me With his blood shed on the tree.

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lead - - ing, Saviour, keep '. .' .' my heart with thee.

keep my heart with thee, But where'er my path be leading, Saviour, keep my heart with thee.

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2. The Son of God in tears The wond'ring an - gels see ! Be

3. He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear : In

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thou astonished, O my soul ; He shed those tears for thee,
heav'n alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. He wept

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2. In the bat -tie-field of life, be the conflict what it will. We have

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1. Ln-til his kingdom come, — The kingdom of our Lord, — Until the

2. Un-til his kingdom come, And all the des-ertwild Eejoice and

3. Un - til his kingdom come. And earth's remot- est bound, O'er all the

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blossom as the rose. With sinners recon- ciled : [At

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3. When shall I gaze in those wonderful eyes, Reading his love with the

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Rais- iug me up, show a blessing for me ?
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Jennie Garnett.

Adam Geibel.

are looking a- way from the vale of time, Beyond the sea, the
"We are passing away like the spring-time flowers And birds that sing on
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miaukt, mfi Soul.

Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.

1. A- wake, my soul, thy sacred song, A- wake thy praise and prayer ;

2. So great are all his gifts of love Thou canst not com - pre - hend ;

3. No worth- y gift hast thou to lay Up - on that heavenly shrine ;

4. Thou art the oflf'ring he would have, His grace will make it meet ;

The King is on his ho - ly throne, O, kneel be- fore him there.

Un-ceas-ing as e-ter-nal years. His good- ness shall not end.

But take thy heart of love and say, O Fa- ther, it is thine.

Though poor and worthless, bring thy gift 'And lay it at his feet.

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1. Trusting in Jesus, my Saviour divine, I have the witness that still he is mine ;

2. Once I was far from my Saviour and King,Nowhe has taught me his mercy to sing ;

3. Trusting in Jesus,oh,what should I fear ? Nothing can harm me when he is so near!

4. If while a stranger I journey below Filled with his fulness such rapture I know,

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Peace in believing he giveth to me: Oh, I am happy as mortal can be.
Sweet is the promise he giveth to me: Oh, I am happy as mortal can be.
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2. Oft the tempter we shall meet, but we will not fear de- feat, Though his

3. We have gird- ed on the sword and the ar-mor of the Lord, We have

4. Soon we'll reach the pearly gate, where the blessed army wait, Soon their

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arrows at our ranks may fly; may fly; Thro'a Saviour's mighty love more than
ta-ken up the cross he bore; he bore; Oh, the trophies we shall win, oh, the
welcome, welcome song may ring; may ring; When we lay our armor down and re-

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conquerors we shall prove. Shouting, Glo- ry be to God on high.

vic-tory o- ver sin. When the bat -tie and the strife are o'er!

ceive a star -ry crown. Shouting, Glo- ry be to God our King.

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For the Lord thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains, and

depths that spring out of valleys and hills." "And I will give her the valley of
"Beulah " Achor for a door of hope : and she shall sing there." Grace Weiser

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1. God has given me a song, a song of trust, song of trust. And I sing it all day

2. O, I sing it on the mountain, in the light. Where the radiance of God's

3. And I sing it in the valley dark and low, When my heart is crush 'd with

4. When I sing it in the desert parched and dry, Living streams begin to

5. For I've crossed the river Jordan, and I stand

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sor-row, pain, and woe; Then the shadows flee a- way, Like the

flow, a rich supply ; Verdure in abundance grows, Deserts

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soul with blest re- pose. Just how rest- ful no one knows but those who trust.
land seems very near : Why, I almost then appear to walk by sight,
night when dawns the day; Trust in God brings light alway, I find it so.
blossom like a rose. And my heart with joy o'erflows at God's reply.

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1. i have surren-dered to the Lord, The -world no long - er pleas-es;

2. How ten- der- ly he holds my hand ! Thro' pastures green he leads me ;

3. By day by night he's always near, Sweet joy and comfort bringing ;

I'm yielding all to his control, Ac- cept- ing on - ly Je - sus.
My thirsting soul he sat - is- fies, With heavenly man- na feeds me.
Oh, how my soul ex- ults a- new When praise to Je - sus sing- ing.

4 No noonday drought affects my soul,
In Jesus I'm confiding ;
Oh, constant, sweet companionship,
With Christ in me abiding.

5 Oh, victory that's always sure !
Oh, blest emancipation !
Oh, vanquished tempter of my soul I
Oh, free and full salvation !

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1. O my Saviour, thou hast washed me In the all-a- ton-ing blood. Thou hast

2. Yes, the Spirit's in- ter- ces - sion Has availed for ev- en me ; He has

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royal house of David, That the sinner may be whole! Tho'your sins may be as

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scar- let They shall be as white as snow; Praise his holy name forev - er,

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given I was made an heir of heav'n: I am washed in the blood of the Lamb.

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Wm. J, KlRKPATRlCK.

1. Hear the ear- nest in - vi - ta - tion, Wand'rer from the path of right,

2. Christian souls are fervent pray - ing, Ho - ly Spir - it, send thy light,

3. Angels near us, eag - er bending, Friends beloved from homes of light,

4. Hear the Saviour in - ter - ced - ing, Nor his gracious mes- sage slight ;

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Why a - far in darkness stray- ing ? Why not come to Christ to-night ?
With our hearts their question blending, Will you come to Christ to-night ?
Will you pass his cross un - heed - ing? Oh, re- turn to Christ to - night.

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Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.

1. Our heav'nly habi - tation Above the tempest stands, Where breezes of sal-

2. Tho' here the storms are swelling And floods of sorrow foam,We know we have a

va- tion Flow o'er Immanuel's lands; And there, when toil is done, And
dwell- ing, A sure a-bid-ing home; The Saviour's loving breast Was

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" His presence is my hope and «tay,
At home, at home with Jesus."

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Across death's rolling river

True friends have gone before ;
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We'll find them on life's shore.
And glad each voice shall blend,
When friend shall welcome friend.
And ceaseless songs of praise ascend,
At home, at home with Jesus.

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day is com - ing, A day of per - feet rest, —
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A day of light and glo - ry ; Let each heart catch the gleams.
The long - ex-pect-ed plea -sure Of reign -ing with the blest.
The glo - rious day is dawn - ing, When sin shall reign no more.

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tracing his steps,
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Je-sus has freed me, Jesus shall lead me, Gladly I fol-low his voice;
Hap- py and grateful, tender and faithful. Ready to work or to wait;
Love's lowly mission, highest am-bition, Crowning each cross with delight;

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2. Faith trusts for her cleansing to Christ's pr ecious blood To save ev'ry moment, sin's

3. Faith takes up the cross as she journey's a- long, And scatters good seed with an
4. Faith looks for her heaven at God's own right hand, Thehome where the thornsfrom the

earthquake's endeavor. And o - ver the conflict her sweet voice is heard,

bond -age to sev - er; That fountain of heal- ing still rolls its blest flood,

ear- nest endeav- or. While o - ver all tri - als still ech- oes the song,

ros - es shall sev-er; This earth she well knows is a lone wea-ry land; But

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1. We are trav'ling on thro' a world of sin, There are foes without, there are

2. We are trav'ling on thro' a world of care, And for each and all there's a

3. We are trav'ling on to a hap - py rest. By the King prepared for the

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2. Un - to thy love, like a bird to its nest, Sad - ly out-wea-ried, I

3. Far from the narrow way long I have strayed ; Dark clouds have covered me

4. Back to thy dear love for shel- ter and rest Flee I, O Lord, like a

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comeback for rest ; Noth - ing I bring to thee, Christ, but my sin;

where I have prayed ; Now to thy mer - cy I come with my sin :

bird to its nest ; Noth - ing I bring thee but sor - row and sin :

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O - pen thine arms for me ; Lord, take me in ! Open now thine arms for me ;

O - pen thine arms for me ; Lord, take me in !

Pi - ty and com- fort me ; Lord, take me in !

O - pen thine arms for me ; Lord, take me in !

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At the gate that leads to glory, from the rugged path of sin, Where the
At the gate that leads to glory there's a light that shineth still, 'Tis the
At the gate that leads to glory you will never knock in vain, There is
From the gate that leads to glory, oh, how man- y go astray! We are

joys that till the soul are ever new, O ye weary, heav-y- laden, will you
pure and holy light of promise true ; Hear the blessed invi - tation to the
room for ev'ry one, and welcome, too ; Only give your heart to Jesus, life e-
told that they that find it are but few; Then believe the words of Jesus, enter

strive to en - ter in. While the Saviour now is waiting there
who - so- ev - er will. From the Saviour who is waiting now
ter - nal you will gain : He is call- ing, he is waiting now

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Mrs. E. C. Ellsworth.

Cantabile.

W. A. Ogdsm.

1. Are you "willing to wanaer from Jesus, And live "without love and the light ?

2. Do YOU kno"w that the Spirit is grieving O'er all who "will "wander away ?

3. Do you kno"w what your soul maybe leaving? The good that his love may provide?

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His voice may be heard if you listen, — For you he is calling to - day !
He of- fers the purest of pleasures To all who will walk by his side !

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2. I have laid down my heart at the foot of the cross, Where by faith my Re-

3. I am saved by his grace, I am saved by his love, Thro' the blood he has

4. There is room at the fount, at the life-giv- ing fount, There is room, weary

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offered so free; And with joy I can sing, to the cross while I cling,

wand'rer, for thee ; Now the bliss that is mine may this moment be thine :

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2. He is ev - er watching nigh, Calling you

3. Where the sweetest flowers grow, Calling you

4. To his gen - tie, lov- ing breast, Calling you

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precious fold so dear, Calling you and me.

down from yonder sky, Calling you and me.

brightest waters flow, Calling you and me.

lambs in safety rest, Calling you and me.

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Wm. J. KlRKPATRICK.

1. Oh, why are you slighting the Saviour, So patient, forgiv- ing, and true?

2. Once led as a lamb to the slaughter, He suffered, and languished, and died;
A -gain the dear Saviour is call- ing, O turn ye, for why will ye die?
A - gain the dear Saviour is pleading ; Oh, look to his mer- cy and live ;

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The arms of his mer- cy are o-pen; He of-fers a welcome to you.
And now, in his ten- der compas - sion, He shows you his hands and his side.
Your sun may go down in a moment , The ar- row of death may be nigh.
The pleasures of time are but fleeting , Then trust not the promise they give.

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deemer, your loving Redeem - er, Gen - tie, gen- tie, for - giv- ing, and tnie, forgiving and true.
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name of names the sweet - est To mor-tals ev - er given!
name of names the sweet - est ! Well may each heart and voice
name of names the sweet - est ! Be - hold, he dies for me ;

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Oh, gift of gifts the dear - est That ev - er came from heaven !
With rap - ture tune his prais - es, With ec - sta - sy re - joice.
Oh, gift of gifts the dear - est ! He makes sal - va - tion free.

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1. On - ly a beam

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of sun- shine, But oh, it was warm and bright ; The
of sun- shine That in - to a dwell- ing crept. Where,
for Je - sus ! Oh, speak it in his dear name ; To

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Thomas Hastings,

J. J. Hood.

1. Hail to the brightness of Zi - on's glad morning ! Joy to the

2. Hail to the brightness of Zi - on's glad morning ! Long by the

3. Lo, in the des - ert rich flow- ers are springing ; Streams ev - er

4. See, from all lands, from the isles of the o - cean, Praise to Je-

lands that in

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Is - rael fore - told ;

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sor- row and mourning ; Zi - on in triumph be - gins her mild reign,
bond - age return- ing ; Gen- tiles and Jews the blest vision be - hold,
ech - oes are ring- ing ; "Wastes rise in verdure, and min- gle in song,
war and commotion ; Shouts of salva - tion are rend- ing the sky.

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1. Hap-py pilgrims, as yon journey To the Fa - ther's house on high

2. Thro' the shadows to the glo - ry He is go - ing on be - fore,

3. Thro' the des- ert and the darkness, Thro' this world of changing strife,

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O'er the des- ert, take the promise, " I will guide thee with mine eye.'

To his praise we chant the story, How our hu - man griefs he bore.
Fol- low Je - sus, fol- low ful - ly. Keep the nar - row way of life.

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Pilgrims, tell us, does the man-na
Pilgrims, tell us, does the riv - er

Is the fie - r}^ pil - lar nigh ?
Still afford its bounteous store ?
Fail amid the desert's strife?

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Je-sus is our Star of glo - ry,
Je-Sus lead- eth, Jesus feed- eth,
Je - sus is our Rock forev - er,

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Bread of life for- ev - er - more.
Still he pours the stream of life.

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Follow Je-sus on to Zi - on: Je-sns is a faithful guide.

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1. Troubled heart, thy fear dis - pel ; He who loves and loves thee well,

2. Troubled heart, oh, why dismayed ? Let thy hope on God be stayed ;

3. Troubled heart, despond no more, He who once thy sor- row bore,

4. Troubled heart, be still, be still, Learn to know thy Saviour's will ;

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Though thy star of faith is dim. Kind - ly bids thee lean on him.
Go to him whose name is love ; Prayer will ev - 'ry cloud re- move.
He who wept on earth for thee, Ev - 'ry tear of thine can see.
He thy dear- est friend will be, Lean on him who died for thee.

D. S. — What -BO -e'er thy tri - al be, Lean on him who cares for thee.

Lean on him, lean on him. Though the light of faith is dim

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1. I'd rather get down at the feet of my Lord,And gather the crumbs as they fall,

2. I'd rather my body a temple should be,\N^here Jesus my Master would stay,

3. I'd rather have him for companion and friend,His book for my counsel and guide,

4. I want to leave all in his hands ev'ry day, To do as it seemeth him best ;

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Than sit as a guest at a sumptuous board, "Where Jesus has not had a call.
Than have all the wealth of the kingdoms, and see Him driven forever a - way.
Than walk in vain pleasure, and find at the end Xo refuge in which I may hide.
And self on the al - tar a sac - rifice lay, And on his sweet promises rest.

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2. What tho'the storm-clouds may threaten and lower? What tho'our friends pass a-

3. Pitfalls are wait - ing, but Je- sus is near ; Cold are the wa - ters, but

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Je- sus with friendship e - ter- nal a - waits.
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There's a shout in the camp, for the Lord is here, Hal - le- lujah ! praise his
There's a shout in the camp like the shout of old, Hal - le- lujah ! praise his
There's a shout in the ranks of the King of kings, Hal - le- lujah ! praise his
There's a shout in the camp while our souls repeat Hal - le- lujah ! praise his

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To the feast of his love we again draw near,

For the cloud of his glo - ry we now be - hold,

While we drink at the Rock from the living springs

There is room for the world at the Saviour's feet,

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'ry one that thirsteth! The Spir it say-eth, Come, The Bride u-

of sal - va - tion^-^Is flow- ing now for thee,
bless- ing of - fered, Its val - ue un -der- stand,
nites her gentle voice, And bids thee welcome home.

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ter - nal Is opened here for thee, The fountain of sal- va - tion

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1. A - las ! a - las ! a wayward sheep Had wandered from the fold, Far

2. He sought with many-a footstep sore, From early morn till night ; Thro'

3. How long, O Lord, must I still go? How long search for the shee])? They've

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o'er the mountains rough and steep. Where howling tempests rolled ; The

rock - y wastes, where torrents roar, — All pathways but the right ; Then

wandered far a - way, I know, — Discouraged, lo, I weep : How

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cried, with sad and burdened mind, The missing I have failed to find, The
long thus go, with burdened mind? '' Go," Jesus saith, " until ye find ;" The

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4 I've sought my friends for many-a day
Have prayed for many-a year ;

Yet, still they wander far away,
O'er mountains dark and drear ;

How long thus seek with burdened mind';

"Seek," Jesus saith, ''until ye find;"
The missing one must not be lost, —
"Go, seek until ye find!"

Lord, at thy word I go again.

Believing I shall find :
I listened, and a low refrain

Came to me on the wind ;
Led by the sadly joyful sound
I rushed, and, lo, the lost was found !

Joy! joy! O blessed joy divine!
The lost one I have found.

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1. Trust - ing - ly, trust - ing - ly, Je - sus, to thee Come I ; Lord,

2. Peace -ful-ly, peace - ful- ly Walk I with thee; Je - sus, my

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1. Je - sus is waiting to save you, Bring him your burden of sin ;

2. Come when the morning is bright- est, Come in the springtime of youth,

3. Come, and the Saviour will give you Life and its pleasures un - told,

4. Come, for the moments are fly - ing, Come ere they vanish a - way ;

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" Neither is there salvation in any other." — Acts iv. 12, Dr. H. L. GiLMOUR.

1. I sought for the blessing of par - don. My sins were like crimson, I know ;

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1. I am hap-py in the Lord, hal-le - lu - jah! Of his goodness I am

2. He is leading me a- long, hal- le - lu-jah! I am walking in his

3. I will praise him o'er and o'er, halle -lu-jah ! I will praise him for the

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The Friend of our need, the hope of the world, A- bides with us
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"Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which entereth

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2. I have laid my burden down, I have cast it on the Lord, Clinging to the
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Bravely look t'ward God's to-morrow,
Help just a little.

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3. Roll! roll on, sal-vation's wa-ter"s! Oh, submerge us in thy waves,
4 Je - sus, stamp on us thine im- press, Make us shine with lieavenh* rays :

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1. Jesus wept ! those tears are o - ver. But his heart is still the same ;

2. When the pangs of tri - al seize us, When the waves of sor-row roll,

3. Je- sus wept I and still in glo - ry, He can mark each mourner's tear ;

4. Je- sus wept ! that tear of sor - row Is a leg - a - cy of love ;

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2. Ah, this is what I'm wanting, His love - ly llice to see ;

3. I can - not live without him, Nor would I if I could ;

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And I'm not a- fraid to say it, I know he's wanting me.

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And a- long the upward path- way My pil - grim feet shall climb.

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This the pleasure of all pleasures, Rest in my dear Sav - iour.
And my soul to thy kind keep- ing I com- mit, dear Sav - iour.

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Toil for thee, my Saviour ;
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"With thee, O my Saviour.

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2. Praise the liv - ing God who gave us, Lost and ru - ined as we lay,

3. Praise him ; en - e - mies as - sail us, As we through the desert go,

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But his sword can nev - er fail us. It shall si - lence ev - 'ry foe.

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For our Saviour we are watching,
And we'll praise him evermore.

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1. Look up ! behold.the fields are white, The harvest time is near; The summons of the

2. Look up ! behold, the fields are white, The laborers are few, The gath'ring of the

3. Look up ! behold, the fields are white.The Master soon will come, And carry with re-

Mas- ter falls Up- on the reaper's ear • Go fcrth in -to the gold- en grain And
bar- vest must By grace depend on you • Go forth throughout the busy world, The
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Do you know what makes us hap- py, When so man - y hearts are sad?
Je - sus loves the children dear- ly, — In his Word he tells them so;
We are lit - tie lambs of Je - sus: He, our Shepherd kind and dear,
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1. Would you gain the best in life? Win the prize 'mid all the strife? Hold your

2. Life is more than i - die play ; It will quickly pass away ; Use a-

3. Look beyond the present hour ; Nev- er yield to Satan's power ; Tho' a-

Look beyond the present hour ; Nev- er yield to Satan's power ;

place thro' troubles rife? With the right keep step! Know the world is watching you ;

right each golden day; With the good keep step! There are earnest pressing needs,

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1. Oh, wondrous love that Je - sus shows, To save from sin and

2. Bear Sav - iour, I will love thee more, And la - bor on till

3. Then hearken, sin - ner, come to - day, Come thou to Je - sus

4. Come, brother, — sis-ter, — full of sin, His "wondrous love" will

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saving grace, And bid poor wand'rers seek thy face. And enter heaven above,
pardon, peace. Along life's path sustaining grace, — Come, enter heaven's gate,
bear a-wav The joyful news that you to-day Are coming, coming home.

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J. E. Rankin, D. D. " I will arise and go unto my Father,"— Luke xv. i8. J. W. Bischoff.

1. O prod- i-gal, don't stay away ! The Fa- tlier is waiting to-day ; There's

2. O prodigal brother, come home! Why longer in wretchedness roam? You're

3. O prodigal, what will you do ? Love's ta- ble is wait- ing for you ; For-

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giveness so sweet, Sure, your coming will greet, O prodigal, what will you do?
longer then stray From thy Father away, O prod - i - gal brother, a - rise.

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Advice of an aged colored man to young converts, " Take hold, hold on, hold fast

and never let go! "

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2. O, turn not back on life's battle- field, Tho' the world's a mighty foe,

3. Truth's anchor firm - ly, sure - ly clasp, As the billows near thee flow,

4. Though danger threatens or death alarms, In each ris- ing flood of woe,

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God's arms are round thee as a shield, Take hold and nev - er let
God's hand will close o'er thy feeble grasp. Take hold and nev - er let
Still cling to God's ev- er - last- ing arms,Take hold and nev - er let

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" Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth my word, and believeth on him that sent me,

hath everlasting life." — John v. 24.
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2. I am cry - ing, " Ab- ba Fa - ther," For the promise I be - lieve,

3. From my sins for - ev - er turn - ing, I receive thee now, O Lord ;

4. Ho - ly Spir - it, gracious Wit-ness, Make the word all power to me ;

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If from sin I turn, and trust him, Endless life I then re-ceive.

I will fol - low, love, and serve thee, Resting whol- ly on thy word.

I am trust-ing, fill - ly trust - ing, I am now from sin set free.

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1. O, mv song is ever new and my faith is bright and clear. Glory to Jesus ! I'm.

2. O, the story of his grace, I can tell it o'er and o'er, Glo- ry to Jesus ! I'm

3. I have left my all to him and I know he cares for me, Glo- ry to Jesus ! I'm

4. I am on my journey home, — hallelujah to his name, — Glory to Jesus ! I'm

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happy in his love ; For it brings to me a joy that I never knew before,
happy in his love ; In his mercy I can trust, for his guiding hand I see,
happy in his love; With the ransom'd of the Lord, soon to join the loud acclaim,

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1. 'Tis a sto - ry oft re- peat -ed, but it nev - er can grow old, The

2. How it rings thro' earth and heaven, sung by ransomed choirs above, Who

3. As I lis - ten to the message, how it thrills me with delight ; The

4. Then whv should I tarry long-er? Je-sus'call I will o-bey; I

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by its power o'ercameand were made clean : How 'tis echoed by the pure of earth, sav'd

fountain now is o - pen, en- ter in ; Whoso - ever will may venture in and

come, I wash, the promised rest I win, I will trust his power to keep me clean each

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Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.

1. Ev -'ry day my soul is hap - py, For I feel my Saviour near ;

2. Ev -'ry day, tho' storm and sorrow Dark-ly round my pathway rise,

3. Ev -Tj' day my home is hap- py, For with Je - sus I a- bide;

4. Ev -'ry day my hopes grow bri«:hter, Tho' the hopes of earth are gone ;

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I am look - ing up for com- fort. Far beyond earth's changing skies.
Drinking from the liv - ing fountain, With his good- ness sat - is - fied.
Ev -'ry day my rest draws nearer, As my Sav - iour leads me on.

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J NO. R. SWBNKY.

1. O - pen the door that so long jou have bolted ; Je - sns your Saviour is

2. Nailed to the cross from your sins to redeem you, Bleeding and dying ; what

3. Turn not away from the voice that is calling. Full of compassion so

4. O - pen the door while the life lamp is burning, Je - sus is waiting to

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more could he do ? How can you slight him and treat him so cold - ly,

ten - der and true ; O - pen the door, he is pleading to en - ter,

cleanse you from sin ; O - pen the door and receive him with gladness,

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Jesus, who sutfered such anguish for you ?
Lov- ingly pleading, O lost one, for you.
Let the dear Saviour this moment come in.

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Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.

1. I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, When the storms of life are o'er ;

2. I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, By the tree of life so fair ;

3. I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, Round the Saviour's throne above;

4. I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, When my work on earth is o'er :

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I hope to praise our dear Redeem- er For the grace that brought me there.
I hope to join the ransomed arm - y Singing now redeem -ing love.
I hope to clasp your hands rejoic- ing On the bright e - ter - nal shore.

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2. Once my dull ears found no mu - sic In his ten- der, pleading voice;

3. Once my robes, by sin pol- lut - ed, Were as filth - y rags unclean ;

4. Once I roamed in des - erts drea - ry, Sought in vain a place of rest ;
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Now he speaks, and each low whisper Makes my trembling heart rejoice.

In the great King's roy - al presence I could nev - er thus be seen.
Now my soul, no long - er wea - ry, Leans entranced up- on his breast ;

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Oh, that all who hear the story
For themselves would taste and see;

Come to him ; his banner o'er thee
Everlasting love shall be.

To thy weary soul be given

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1. The King, as he stood by his char-iot one day, In pi -

2. Kow oft we had met in the jour-ney of life, How oft

3. The char-iot of love, on its way to the sky. Is bear-

4. And when to the riv - er of Jor - dan we come. And cross
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swift- ly a - long. While joy - ful I sing of my Lord and my King, Be-

green, sunny shore ; Oh, still will I sing of my Lord and my King, Till

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said, wouldst thou like to step in ?
him I will wan - der no more,
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faithful soul shall win ; Long may be the contest, And hard the work to do :
all the world may hear: Vic- to- ry thro' Je - sus! To those who faithful prove;

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Vic - to- ry thro' Jesus! Our watch-cry here below. Vic - to- ry ! vie - to - ry !
On - ly look to Jesus, His grace will bring us through.
Vic - to-ry thro' Jesus! And crowns of life above.

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The blood of Christ a- lone will save From guilt, and fear, and care;
I claim the promised bles-sing now, Freedom from ev - 'ry sin,
I sink in -to the crimson stream, Christ's blood is now ap- plied?

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1. To the summer-land of beauty we are going,

2. In the summer-land of beauty they are singing,

3. From the summer-land of beauty they are calling,

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Safe, safe at home,

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fore . , us, Gone be- fore . . us, gone be- fore . . us ; Hark the

safe, safe at home, safe, safe at home, safe, safe at home ;

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hail joy's eternal mor - row When the toils of earth shall cease, There to

There, there to hail, there, there to hail,

song, listen to the cho - rus," Praise the Lord the King of kings: Saved by

Hark, hark the song hark, hark the song,

lisht soon the sky adorn

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grace ; glory ! halle - lu - jah ! Halle - lu - jah ! halle - lu - jah !

Saved, saved by grace, saved, saved by grace, saved, saved by grace, saved, saved by grace,

meet by the crystal riv - er, Shining riv - er, shining riv - er ;

Yes. we shall meet, yes, we shall meet, yes, we shall meet, yes, we shall meet.

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With the Lord happy and for- ev - er. When the toils of earth shall cease.

Dwell with the Lord, dwell with the Lord,

Crowned with love ; glory ! halle - lu - jah ! Praise the mighty King of kings."

Crowned, crowned with love, crowned, crowned with love.

On its banks meet no more to sev - er, Look beyond with joyful eyes.

There on its banks, there on its banks, J^.

The Prince of Peace.

Tune above.

1 'Twas a night of long ago when all were

sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, [keeping,

When the lonely silent stars a watch were

Softly o'er the dreaming, dreaming earth ;
Floods of light bursting forth in glory,

(Pure floods of light, pure floods of light, etc ,)
Brightest glory, brightest glory.
Harp and voice told the joyful story

(Sweet harp and voice, sweet harp and voice,)

Of his birth the Prince of Peace.

C/io. — He has come; hail the lovely stranger,
(Yes, he has come, yes, he has come, etc.,)
Lovely stranger, lovely stranger ;
Lo, the babe cradled in a manger
(O blessed babe, O blessed babe,)
Is the King and Prince of Peace,
a See the rosy blushing morn again is
breaking, breaking, breaking.

And the melody of song again is waking

Music in the hearts of all lo day ;
Praise the Lord, come with happy voices,
(Praise, praise the Lord, praise, praise the Lord,)

Happy voices, happy voices,
Praise the Lord, how the world rejoices,
(Praise, praise the Lord, praise, praise the Lord,)
At his birth the Prince of Peace.

3 Hark the merry silver bells are sweetly

ringing, ringing, ringing.
And the multitude of angels now are singing

Glory in the highest evermore ;
Sing aloud, glory 1 hallelujah !

(Sing, sing aloud, sing, sing aloud, etc.,)
Hallelujah ! hallelujah !
Sing aloud, glory ! hallelujah !

(Sing, sing aloud, sing, sing aloud,)
At his birth the Prince of Peace.

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T. C. O'Kanb.

1. Am I a sol- dier of the cross, — A foU'wer of the Lamb, — And

2. Must I be car-ried to the skies On flowery beds of ease; While

3. Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is

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others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro' bloody seas ?

this vile world a friend to grace. To help me on to God.

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By faith they bring it nigh.

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Note.— George H, Stuart, Pres. U. S. Christian Commission, coming from a battle-
field, was halted by a picket-guard and ordered to give the countersign. Giving the
wrong word he was compelled to return to headquarters. Coming back, and givmg the
correct word, the guard shouted, "All right, pass on !" Mr. Stuart then asked, "Sentinel,
have you the countersign?" "Yes." " What is it?" "The blood of Jesus."

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Ere you pass to yon - der land You must give the coun - ter - sign.

When the order came from heaven," Christ shall be your coun- ter - sign.'

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"Th'-blood of Jesus" cleanseth me.

5 Guards will not arrest me now,

Nothing's wrong within the line;
Heaven's light is on my brow, —
Christ withing the countersign.

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iFaitijful Mtmnin.

Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.

1. Faith- ful

2. Faiih-fnl

3. Faith- ful

remam to thy Saviour and King, Dai - ly fresh to- kens of
remain, for the end draweth nigh, All earthly hopes must soon
remain to thy Saviour and Lord, Ev - 'ry good deed shall his

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with-er and die. Storm-clouds and tempest may blacken our sky, And

an- gels re -cord, Quickly he com-eth our toils to reward, If

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cede the glad day, Night with its shadows shall vanish away ; Yield to no
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sin and all sor- row be free. And ev - 'ry complaint find a cure.

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iFaitftful jjtmatn.— CONCLUDED.

Faith - - ful re - main to thy Sav - - ioiir and King,

Faithful remain, faithful remain. Faithful remain to thy Saviour and King,

Dai - - ]y fresh to - - kens of prat - - i-tude bring;

Daily fresh to- kens of grat- itude bring. Daily fresh tokens of grat- itude bring ;

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each precious prom - ise, to each precious promise di- vine.

each precious promise, to each precious promise, each promise dij/ine.

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Give us this | day our | daily | bread ; || And forgive us our debts, as ] we for- |

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2. And when I see those o'er whom long years have ^ol^d,^y hose hearts have grown

3. No mat- ter how far from the right she hath strayed. No mat- ter what

4. No mat- ter how way- ward his footsteps have been ; No mat - ter how

5. That head hath been pillowed on ten - derest breast ; That form hath been

chance in the wide world to meet

hardened, whose spir - its are cold ;

in - roads dis- hon - or hath made

deep he is sunk - en, in sin ;

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Be it wo - man all fal - len, or
No mat - ter what el - e- ments
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man all de- filed, A voice whispers sad - ly — 'tis some mother's child,
cankered the pearl — Tho' tarnished and sullied, she's some mother's girl,
standard of joy, — Tho' guil - ty and loathsome, he's some mother's boy.
tones sweet and mild ; For her sake deal gently with some mother's child.

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Adam Geibel.

1. Evening shades aronnd us gath - er, Fades the light in yon- der

2. See the li - ly on her bo - soni Gent - ly close its languid

3. Father, hear thy wea - ry chil- dren, To thy bo - som may we

4. Un - derneath thy wings protect us, Guard, oh, guard us from the

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Soft and low the voice of na - ture Sings a- gain her lul - la - by.
Now the birds their wings are fold-ing While she sings her lul - la - by.

Ah, thy ten - der love can soothe us With a sweet - er lul - la - by.
Thou hast taught the voice of na- ture How to sing her lul - la - by.

low the voice of na - ture Sings a- gain her lul - la - by, Soft and

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2. On to the work ! tho' the seed may fall In silence, perhaps in tears ;

3. On to the work with a firm resolve To labor with all our might!

4. On to the work ! and the strength we need Shall never he sought in vain;

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God will remember, and we shall see The fruitage of endless years.
Looking beyond, where the daystar shines O'er regions of endless light.
Glad-ly we toil, and the cross endure, With Jesus to live and reign.

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2. Go out in the by-ways and search them all; The wheat may be

3. The fields all are ripe-ning, and far and wide The world now is

4. So come with your sick - les, ye sons of men, And gath - er to-

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there. tho' the weeds are tall ; Then search in the highway, and pass none by,
wait- ing the harvest - tide : But reapers are few, and the work is great,
geth - er the gold - en grain ; Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come,

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And no one may rest till the "harvest home." Where are the reapers! oh,
But gath - er from all for the home on high.
And much will be lost should the harvest wait.
Then share ve his joy in the '"harvest home."

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1. "We are go - ing, we are go-ing, Far beyond the set -ting sun: To a

2. We are going where the fountains Of the healing wa- ters flow, Where the

3. We are go- ing where the ho - ly En- ter joys they cannot tell, Where the

^ kingdom that is growing From the nations it has won ; For the honor-covered
valleys and the mountainsBathed in sunlight ever glow;Where the crystal streams are
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'Without me ye can do nothing." — John xv. 5.

Mrs. E. W Chapman.

Slowly.

Chas. Edw. Prior,

1. Can you do without the Saviour, Tend'rer far than human friend ?

2. Can you do without the Saviour When the last loud trump shall sound?

3. Can you do without the Saviour, With the el - ements a- flame ?

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When the voice of God like thunder Shall in wrath pronounce your name?

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' That Rock was Christ.

Cor. X. 4.

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1. Come to the Eock, the Smitten Rock, Pierc'd by the rod of love ;

2. Come from the des - ert dark and drear, Come from the path of sin ;

3. Come to the fount- ain free to all, Drink, " whosoev - er ^vill ! "

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Drink of these wa - ters pure and clear, Drink and be clean with - in,
Je - sus in - vites : o - bey the call ! Mer - cy is flow - ing still.

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Andante, con espress.

J NO. R SWENEY.

1. Why art thou waiting till aii-oth-er day, Greiving the Saviour

2. Why art thou waiting and the door so near ? Why art thou turning

3. Why art thou waiting till an- oth- er hour? Break from the fet- ters

4. Why art thou waiting when he bids thee come ? Why art thou staying

from thy heart a- way ? There is no ref - uge for thy soul but he ;
from a friend so dear ? Think of the mer - cy he has bought for thee ;

of the tempter's power ; Fly from the pleasures that are light as air,
from a fath- er's home? Oh, there's a welcome in that home for thee,

Wilt thou re-ject him.
Wilt thou re-fuse it,
Come to the shel - ter
Wilt thou re-fuse it,

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a wanderer be?
a wanderer be?
the Saviour's care,
a wanderer be?

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hast thou heard in vain ? — One more warning

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Andante.

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1, Is that a cry from a storm-tossed bark, A voice from the an - gry

2. Some mother's once - be - lov- ed child Now is pleading with ear -nest

3. See care- less souls on the dreadful brink Of that gulf of unnumbered

4, Our pitying Sav - iour walks the sea, Where no life-boat could dare the

waves ?

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a voice from the floods of ru - in dark, Where in-
A - drift in the tem - pest of er - ror wild, Sweeping

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mer- ciless, yawn-ing waves, 'Neath the mer-ciless, yawn- ing waves.

res - cue he will guide, To the res - cue he will guide.

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Jamie S , a most wonderful violinist at the age of eight, was withal a very frail child.

One afternoon after playing at a matinee, he fainted, and was carried home in his father's
arms. He was also engaged to play that night in another place, but was urged to remain
at home, on account of his extreme weakness; but he pleaded with his father until he was
again in the music hall. Returning he lay down to sleep, with his father by his side.
Thinking his boy comfortable for the night the father, too, retired. Very soon he heard
his boy saying, softly, " Lord Jesus, make room in heaven for a little boy like me," When
morning came the father found that "room" had been made for his child, for Jamie had
passed out, and up, and in !

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1. A lit - tie boy lay down to rest Close by his fa- ther's side,

2. The fa- ther heard the sim - pie prayer And closely held his boy,

3. The Saviour heard his yearning plea, And sent an an - gel down

And dreamed of heaven, that city fair. Whose gate stands open

When o'er his face a light broke forth Of heaven's last - ing

To tell the child to en - ter in. And take his gold - en

wide ;

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He saw the Saviour's lov - ing face. He oft had longed to see,
No oth - er words came from his heart Save these, said earnest - ly,
Up through the sky he sped his way To yon - der ci - ty fair.

While from his lips went forth a prayer," Make room in heaven for me,"

"Dear, blessed Lord, make room in heaven For-a little boy like me."

And found, indeed, a room in heaven, For- ev - er his, — up there.

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1. My life, my love I give to thee, Thou Lamb of God, who died for me ;

2. I now believe thou dost receive. For thou hast died that I might live;

3. Oh, thou who died on Cal - va- ry. To save my soul and make me free,

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And now henceforth I'll trust in thee. My Saviour and my God !

I con - secrate my life to thee, My Saviour and my God!

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1. I am ransomed by the blood my Redeem - er shed for me, When he

2. On a fear-ful brink I stood, — ev-'ry earthly hope had fled, — Then I

3. With a faltering step I came, for my heart was sore oppressed, Now I

4. Mourning soul, whoe'er thou art, he is speaking now to thee, Do not

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bore my guilt and sin in his bo - dy on the tree; I am

heard a gen - tie voice ; oh, how lov - ing - ly it said, "I was

walk with him by faith, lean - ing sweet - ly on his breast; Ev-'ry

lose an - oth - er hour, — to the pre- cious fount- ain flee, — Lay thy

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ransomed by the blood that for all is flow - ing free. Praise the

wound- ed for thy sake, and for thee my blood I shed ;" Praise the

doubt is swept a - way, — I en - joy a per- feet rest, — Praise the

bur -den at the cross; come, oh, come, re-joice with me, Praise the

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Fight the good fight of faith." — i Tim. vi. 12.

Wm. J. KlRKPATRICK.

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1. In the bat- tie-field of life, Christian, take thy place ; When thy foes be-

2. Raise thy banner high and free, Christ shall lead thee on, Safe thro' all the

3. Clad in ar-mor of the Lord, Eead- y for the foe. Shield and breast-plate

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fore thee rise Meet them face to face,
storm of war, Till the vict'ry's won.
strong and sure. Onward, Christian, go !

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Cross of Christ thy sign; Forward march! forward march ! Vict'ry shall be thine!

4 See, thine enemies approach,
Armies of the world !
Meet them bravely, meet them well,
With thy flag unfurled !

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5 Onward, Christian, for the war.
Join the noble fight ;
Christ shall lead the army forth,-
Battlefor the right!

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Amelia M. Staiikaeather.

Jno. R. Swenet.

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1. Has the day been dark' with shadows. And the eTening shut you

I. Has the day been dark with shadows, Has the day been dark with shadows,

2. Are you tempt - - ed and discouraged ? Do the tri- als of the

3. If you fol - - low in His foot- steps, You can never go ar

4. As the stars that in the heav- ens Look like diamonds in the

lbs

in, shut you in, Full of bit - - ter dis- appoint- ment For the

Full of bitter disappointment, Full of bit- ter disappointment,

hour of the hour Like a fiood sweep in up- on you With an

stray, go astray, Tho' it be across the des - ert, He went

night, in the night. So his prom - - ises shine bright - est When we

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place you hoped to win ? hoped to win? Then step out upon this promise, For his

overwhelming power? mighty power? Thenstepout upon this promise; It was

all that lone - ly way ; lone- ly way ; Then step out upon this promise, On his

can-not see the light: see the light; Then step out upon this promise Of your

word isgoodand true: "If you love theblessed Master, All things work for good to you;"

tried by one of old: ''I'll be with thee in all trouble, And will bring thee forth as gold:''

word youmayrely:'Tn the right way I'll instruct thee.I will guidethee with mineeye;"

best and truest friend: '"I will never, never leave thee ; I'll be with thee to the end;"

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" If you love the blessed Mas - ter, All things work for good to you."

If you love the blessed Master, If you love the blessed Master,

" I'll be with thee in all trou - ble, And will bring thee forth as gold."

" In the right way I'll instruct thee, I will guide thee with mine eye."

" I will nev - - er, never leave thee : 111 be with thee to the end."
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113 0 Love Divins.

1 O LOVE divine, how sweet thou art !
When shall I find my willing heart

All taken up by thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
The greatness of redeeming love,

The love of Christ to me.

2 Stronger his love than death or hell;
Its riches are unsearchable ;

The first-born sons of light
Desire in vain its depths to see ;
They cannot reach the mystery,

The length, the breadth, the height.

3 God only knows the love of God ;
O that it now were shed abroad

In this poor stony heart !
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine;

Be mine this better part.

4 O that I could forever sit
With Mary at the Master's feet !

Be this my happy choice;
My only care, delight, and bliss,
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this,

To hear the Bridegroom's voice.

5 O that I could, with favored John,
Recline my weary head upon

The dear Redeemer's breast!

From care, and sin, and sorrow free.
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee
My everlasting rest.

114 0 could I Speak.

1 O COULD I speak the matchless worth,

0 could I sound the glories forth.
Which in my Saviour shine,

I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings
In notes almost divine.

2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt.
My ransom from the dreadful guilt

Of sin, and wrath divine ;
I'd sing his glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress

My soul shall ever shine.

3 I'd sing the characters he bears.
And all the forms of love he wears,

Exalted on his throne ;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,

1 would to everlasting days
Make all his glories known.

4 Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me

And I shall see his face; [home.

Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend.

Triumphant in his grace.

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115 I love Thy kingdom.

1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode.
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood.

2 I love thy Church, O God !

Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.

3 For her my tears shall fall.

For her my prayers ascend :
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.

4 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.

5 Sure as thy truth shall last,

To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

116

Grace !

Grace ! 'tis a charming sound.

Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound.

And all the earth shall hear.

Grace first contrived a way

To save rebellious man ;
And all the steps that grace display,

Which drew the wondrous plan.

Grace taught my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road ;

And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.

Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days ;

It lays in heaven the topmost stone.
And well deserves our praise.

117 Stand up, and bless.

1 Stand up, and bless the Lord,

Ye people of his choice ;
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,
With heart, and soul, and voice.

2 Though high above all praise.

Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear his holy name.
And laud, and magnify?

3 O for the living flame

From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our souls inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought !

4 God is our strength and song,

And his salvation ours;
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.

5 Stand up, and bless the Lord;

The Lord your God adore;
Stand up, and bless his glorious name,
Henceforth, forevermore.

118 Purity of heart.

1 Blest are the pure in heart.

For they shall see our God ;
The secret of the Lord is theirs ;
Their soul is his abode.

2 Still to the lowly soul

He doth himself impart.
And for his temple and his throne
Selects the pure in heart.

3 Lord, we thy presence seek.

May ours this blessing be ;
O give the pure and lowly heart, —
A temple meet for thee.

Doxolog-y. S. M.

To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit. One in Three,

Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall forever be.

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1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name,

And joy to make it known,
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim.
And bow before his throne.

2 Behold yourLord, your Master crowned

With glories all divine;
And tell the wondering nations round
How bright those glories shine.

3 When, in his earthly courts, we view

The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.

4 And shall we long and wish in vain?

Lord, teach our songs to rise:
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.

120 What glory gilds.

1 What glory gilds the sacred page !

Majestic, like the sun.
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.

2 The power that gave it still supplies

The gracious light and heat;
Its truths upon the nations rise ;
They rise, but never set.

3 Lord, everlasting thanks be thine

For such a bright display.
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.

4 My soul rejoices to pursue

The steps of him I love.
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.

121 The Prince of Peace.

1 To us a Child of hope is born,

To us a Son is given ;
Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
Him, all the hosts of heaven.

2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace,

Forevermore adored ;
The Wonderful, the Counselor,
The great and mighty Lord.

3 His power, increasing, still shall spread;

His reign no end shall know;
Justice shall guard his throne above.
And peace abound below.

4 To us a Child of hope is born.

To us a Son is given ;
The Wonderful, the Counselor,
The mighty Lord of heaven.

122 The joyful sound.

1 Salvation ! O the joyful sound

What pleasure to our ears !
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Salvation ! let the echo fiy

The spacious earth around,

While all the armies of the sky

Conspire to raise the sound.

3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb !

To thee the praise belongs :
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.

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To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore.

Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

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123 0 for a thousand tongues

1 O FOR a thousand tongues, to sing

M\' great Redeemer's praise ;
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace !

2 My gracious Master and my God,

Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honors of thy name.

3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears,

That bids our sorrows cease ;
*Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin,

He sets the prisoner free ;
His blood can make the foulest clean ;
His blood availed for me.

5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice,

New life the dead receive ;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice;
The humble poor believe.

6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.

124 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 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns ;

Let men their songs employ ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and
Repeat the sounding joy. [plains,

3 No more let sin and sorrow grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.

4 He rules the world with truth and grace,

And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness.
And wonders of his love.

125

Evils of Intemperance. BolLrxoN.
MouRX for the thousands slain.

The youthful and the strong;
Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign,

And the deluded throng.
Mourn for the ruined soul —

Eternal life and light
Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl,

And turned to hopeless night.
Mourn for the lost, — but call.

Call to the strong, the free ;
Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall.

And to the refuge flee.
Mourn for the lost, — but pray,

Pray to our God above,
To break the fell destroyer's sway.

And show his saving love.

126 What Ruin! Tune, Evan.

1 What ruin hath intemperance wrought!

How widely roll its waves!
How many myriads hath it brought
To fill dishonored graves !

2 And see, O Lord, "what numbers still

Are maddened by the bowl,

Led captive at the tyrant's will

In bondage, heart and soul.

3 Stretch forth thy hand.O God, our King,

And break the galling chain ;

Deliverance to the captive bring,

And end the usurper's reign.

4 The cause of temperance is thine own;

Our plans and efforts bless ;

We trust, O Lord, in thee alone

To crown them with success.

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127 How happy every child.

1 How liappy every child of grace,

Who knows his sins forgiven !
" This earth," he cries, '' is not my place,

I seek my place in heaven, —
A country far from mortal sight;

Yet O, by faith I see
The land of rest, the saints' delight,

The heaven prepared for me."

2 O what a blessed hope is ours !

While here on earth we stay,
We more than taste the heavenly

And antedate that day ; [powers.
We feel the resurrection near,

Our life in Christ concealed,
And with his glorious presence here

Our earthen vessels filled.

3 O would he more of heaven bestow,

And let the vessels break,
And let our ransomed spirits go

To grasp the God we seek ;
In rapturous awe on him to gaze,

W^ho bought the sight for me ;
And shout and wonder at his grace

Through all eternity !

I heard the voice of Jesus.

I HEARD the voice of Jesus say,
" Come unto me and rest ;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down

Thy head upon my breast!"
I came to Jesus as I was,

Weary, and worn, and sad,
I found in him a restin^place,

And he hath made me glad.

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
" Behold, I freely give
The living water ; thirsty one,

Stoop down, and drink, and live!"
I came to Jesus, and I drank

Of that life-giving stream ;
My thirst was quenched, my soul re-

And now I live in him. [vived,

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
" I am this dark world's light ;
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise

And all thy day be bright !"
I looked to Jesus, and I found

In him my Star, my Sun ;
And in that light of life I'll walk,

Till all my journey's done.

129 Work, for the night is coming.

1 Work, for the night is coming.

Work through the morrrimg hours;
Work, while the dew is sparkling,

Work 'mid springing flowers;
Work, when the day grows brighter.

Work in the glowing sun ;
Work, for the night is coming,

When man's work is done.

2 Work, for the night is coming.

Work through the sunny noon ;
Fill brightest hours with labor.
Rest comes sure and soon.

Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store:

Work, for the night is coming.
When man works no more.

Work, for the night is coming.

Under the sunset skies ;
While their bright tints are glowing,

Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,

Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,

When man's work is o'er.

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1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on,
Thus far his power prolongs my days ;

And every evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home ;

But he forgives my follies past,

And gives me strength for days to come.

3 I lay my body down to sleep ;
Peace is the pillow for my head ;

While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations round my bed.

4 Thus.whenthenightofdeath shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,

And' wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

131 0 that my load.

1 O THAT my load of sin were gone !

O that I could at last submit
At Jesus' feet to lay it down —
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet !

2 Rest for my soul I long to find :

Saviour of all, if mine thou art,
Give me thy meek and lowly mind.
And stamp thine image on my heart.

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,

And fully set my spirit free ;
I cannot rest till pure within,
Till I am wholly lost in thee.

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God,

Thy light and easy burden prove,
The cross, all stained with hallowed
The labor of thy dying love, [blood,

5 I would, but thou must give the power;

My heart from every sin release ;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour.
And fill me with thy perfect peace.

132 Lord, I am thine.

1 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine;
With full consent thine I would be,
And own thy sov'reign right in me.

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of thy grace;
A wretched sinner, lost to God,

But ransomed by Immanuel's blood.

3 Thine would I live, thine would I die,
Be thine through all eternity ;

The vow is past beyond repeal,
And now I set the solemn seal.

4 Here, at that cross where flows the blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,
Thee my new Master now I call,
And consecrate to thee my all.

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm

The great engagement to perform ;
Thy grace can full assistance lend,
And on that grace I dare depend.

133 The pilgrims' song.

1 Children of the heavenly King,
As we journey let us sing;

Sing our Saviour's worthy praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.

2 We are traveling home to God,
In the way our fathers trod ;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.

3 O 3'e banished seed, be glad;
Christ our Advocate is made :
Us to save our flesh assumes.
Brother to our souls becomes.

4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light ;
Zion's city is in siglit;

There our endless home shall be,
There our Lord we soon shall see.

5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the borders of our land ;
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son,
Bids us undismayed go on.

6 Lord, obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below:
Only thou our Leader be.
And we still will follow thee.

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It is not night if thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise,
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eye-lids gently steep,

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast.

3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I ccnnot live ;
Abide with me when night is nigh.
For without thee I dare not die.

4 Watch by the sick : enrich the poor
With blessings from thy boundless store
Be every mourner's sleep to-night,
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

135

Sing of His Mighty Love.

I Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the free,

1 plunge in the crimson tide opened for me ;
O'er sm and uncleanness exulting I stand.
And point to the print of the nails m his hand.

CAo. — Oh, sing of his mighty love,
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Mighty to save.

2 Oh, bliss of the purified, Jesus is miiie.
No longer in dread condemnation I pine;
In conscious salvation I sing of his grace.
Who lifteth upon me the light of his face.

3 Oh, bliss of the purified, bliss of the pure.
No wound hath the soul that his blood cannot

cure; [rest,

No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find
No tears but may dry them on Jesus' breast.

4 O Jesus the crucified, thee will I sing,
My blessed Redeemer, my God and my King ;
My soul filled with rapture shall shout o'er

the grave.
And triumph in death in the "Mighty to Save."

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For Jesus who died, and is now gone above.

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Hallelujah ! thine the glory, revive us again.

2 We praise thee.O God, for thy Spirit of light'
Who has shown us our Saviour and scat-
tered our night.

3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was

slain, [every stain.

Who has Ijorne all our sins.and has cleansed

4 All glory and praise to the God of all grace,
Who has bought us, and sought us, and

guided our ways.

5 Revive us again,fill each heart with thy love;
May each soul be rekindled with fire from

above.

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How Sweet the Name.

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear;
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast ;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.

3 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend ;

My Prophet, Priest, and King;
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, —
Accept the praise I bring.

4 I would thy boundless love proclaim

With every fleeting breath ;

So shall the music of thy name

Refresh my soul in death.

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Thou art scattering full and free —
Showers the thirsty land refreshing;
Let some droppings fall on me.

CAo. — Even me, even me,

Let thy blessing fall on me.

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father!

Sinful though my heart may be;
Thou might'st leave me, but the rather
Let thy mercy fall on me.

3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour!

Let me love and cling to thee;
I am longing for thy favor;
Whilst thou'rt calling, oh, call me.

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit!

Thou can'st make the blind to see;
Witnesser of Jesus' merit.

Speak the word of power to me.

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Nearer to thee,
E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me ;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to thee,

Nearer to thee I

2 Though like the wanderer,

The sun gone down.
Darkness be over me.

My rest a stone.
Yet in my dreams I'd be,
Nearer, my God, to thee.

Nearer to thee !

3 There let the 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 I

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Drawn from Immanuel's veins;

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see

That fountain in his day ;
And there may I, though vile as he.
Wash all my sins away.

3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Are saved, to sin no more.

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream

Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

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Let angels prostrate fall ;
Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown him Lord of all.

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace.
And crown him Lord of all.

3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget

The wormwood and the gall ;
Go. spread your trophies at his feet.
And crown him Lord of all.

4 Let every kindred, every tribe.

On this terrestrial ball.
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all.

5 O that with yonder sacred throng

We at his feet may fall ;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

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1 Blest be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love ;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne

We pour our ardent prayers ;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathising tear.

4 When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

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1 How gentle God's commands!

How kind his precepts are!
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.

2 Beneath his watchful eye

His saints securely dwell ;
That hand which bears all nature up
Shall guard his children well.

3 Why should this anxious load

Press down your weary mind?
Haste to your heavenly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.

4 His goodness stands approved.

Unchanged from day to day :
I'll drop my burden at his feet.
And bear a song away.

FAMILIAR HYMNS.

What a Friend

What a Friend we have in Jesus,

All our sins and griefs to bear I
What a priveledge to carry

Everything to God in prayer I
O what peace we often forfeit,

O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry

Everything to God in prayer !

Have we trials and temptations?

Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful

Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.

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1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee ;
Let the water and the blood.

From thy wounded side which flowed,

Be of sin the double cure,

Save from wrath and make me pure.

2 Could my tears forever flow,
Could my zeal no languor know;
These for sin could not atone ;
Thou must save, and thou alone ;
In my hand no price I bring.
Simply to thy cross I cling.

3 While I draw this fleeting breath.
When my eyes shall close in death.
When I rise to worlds unknown.
And behold thee on thy throne.
Rock of Ages, cleft for me.

Let me hide myself in thee.

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Before the Cross.

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Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Saviour divine :
Now hear me while I pray.
Take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day

Be wholly thine.

2 May thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,

My zeal inspire ;
As thou hast died for me,
O may my love to thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,

A living fire.

3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,

Be thou my guide ;
Bid darkness turn to day.
Wipe sorrow's tears away.
Nor let me ever stray

From thee aside.

Happy Day.

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'i O HAPPY day, that fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my God!
Well may this glowmg heart rejoice.
And tell its rapture all abroad.

Cho. — Happy day, happy day.

When Jesus washed my sins away ;
He taught me how to watch and pray,
And live rejoicing every day;
Happy day, happy day,
When Jesus washed my sins away.

2 "Tis done, the great transaction's done —

I am my Lord's and he is mine;
He drew me, and I followed on,
Charmed to confess the voice divine.

3 Now rest, my long divided heart:

Fixed on this blissful centre, rest
Nor ever from thy Lord depart.
With him of every good possessed.

148 Sweet Hour of Prayer.

1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer.
That calls me from a world of care,

And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known I
In seasons of distress and grief
My soul has often found relief.
And oft escaped the tempter's snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
Thy wings shall my petition bear

To him, whose truth and faithfulnes.;
Engage the waiting soul to bless :
And since he bids me seek his face.
Believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

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FAMILIAR HYMNS.

Depth of Mercy,

Depth of mercy ! can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God his wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
Cho. — God is love ! I know, I feel ;
Jesus lives, and loves me still;

Jesus lives.
He lives and loves me still.

2 I have long withstood his grace.
Long provoked him to his face :
Would not hearken to his calls;
Grieved him by a thousand falls

3 Now incline me to repent;
Let me now my sins lament ;
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

150 I Hear Thy Welcome Voice

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That calls me, Lord, to thee,
For cleansing in thy precious blood

That flowed on Calvary.
Cho. — I am coming, Lord,

Coming now to thee!
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood
That flowed on Calvary.
S Though coming weak and vile,
Thou dost my strength assure ;
Thou (lost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all and pure.

3 Tis Jesus calls me on

To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust.
For earth and heaven above.

4 All hail, atoning blood !

All hail, redeeming grace !
All hail, the gift of Christ our Lord,
Our Strength and Righteousness !

151 The Home Over There.

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By the side of the river of light,
Where the saints, all immortal and fair,

Are robed in their garments of white.
I^e/. — Over there, over there.

Oh, think of the home over there.
Oh, think of the friends over there,

Who before us the journey have trod,
Of the songs that they breathe on the air.

In their home in the palace of God.

I^e/. — Over there, over there.

Oh, think of the friends over there.

3 Mv Saviour is now over there.

There my kindred and friends are at rest ;
Then away from my sorrow and care,
Let me fly to the land of the blest.
/^e/. — Over there, over there.

My Saviour is now over there.

4 I'll soon be at home over there,

For the end of my journey I see;
Many dear to my heart, over there,

Are watching and waiting for me.
• J^e/. — Over there, over there,

I'll soon be at home over there.

152 He Leadeth Me !

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O words with heavenly comfort fraught I
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
Cho. — He leadeth me, he leadeth me.
By his own hand he leadeth me:
His faithful follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom.
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom.
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, —

Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me !

3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine.
Nor ever murmur nor repine.
Content, whatever lot I see.

Since 'tis my God that leadeth me I

153 My Country ! 'tis of Thee.

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My country! 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died !
Land of the pilgrims' pride I
From every mountain side

Let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble, free,

Thy name I love ;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills:
My heart with rapture thrills

Like that above.
Our fathers' God I to thee,
Author of liberty,

To thee we sing ;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by thy might.

Great God, our Kingl

FAMILIAR HYMNS.

154 Saviour, like a Shepherd.

1 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us,

Much we need thy tend'rest care,
In thy pleasant pastures feed us.
For our use thy folds prepare;
|]: Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, thine we are. :

2 We are thine, do thou befriend us,

Be the Guardian of our way ;
Keep thy flock, from sin defend us,
Seek us when we go astray ;
II : Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
Hear, oh, hear us when we pray. : ||

3 Thou hast promised to receive us,

Poor and sinful though we be ;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,

Grace to cleanse, and power to free;
II : Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
We will early turn to thee. : [j

155 I Love to Tell the Story.

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1 I LOVE to tell the Story

Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and his glory.

Of Jesus and his love;
I love to tell the Story,

Because I know it's true;
It satisfies my longings.

As nothing else would do.

CAo. — I love to tell the Story !

'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the Old, Old Story
Of Jesus and his love.

s I love to tell the Story!

More wonderful it seems,
Than all the golden fancies

Of all our golden dreams;
I love to tell the Story !

It did so much for me ;
And that is just the reason

I tell it now to thee.

3 I love to tell the Story !

For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting

To hear it, like the rest;
And when, in scenes of glory,

I sing the New, New Song.
'Twill be the Old, Old Story

That I have loved so long.

156 Jesus, Lover of My Soul.

Jesus, lover of my soul.

Let me to thy bosom fly.
While the nearer waters roll,

While the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide.

Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,

O, receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none ;

Hangs my helpless soul on thee:
Leave, oh, leave me not alone.

Still support and comfort me:
All my trust on thee is stayed.

All my help from thee I brmg;
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing!

Thou, O Christ, art all I want;

More than all in thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint.

Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is thy name,

I am all unrighteousness:
False and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with thee is found,

Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound ;

Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art.

Freely let me take of thee :
Spring thou up within my heart,

Rise to all eternity.

There is a Land.

There is a land of pure delight,

Where saints immortal reign;
Eternal day excludes the night.

And pleasures banish pain ;
There everlasting Spring abides.

And never-whith'ring flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heavenly land from ours.

Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood

Stand dressed in living green ;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,

While Jordan rolled between ;
Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er, [flood
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold

Should fright us from the shore.

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INDEX,

First Lines in roman ; Titles in capitals.

HYMN.

A better day is coming, . 36

Alas ! alas ! a wayward . 55

A little boy lay down to 105

A little talk with Jesus, . 68

All-atoning blood, , 33

All hail the power of . 141

Am I a soldier of the . 89

Are you willmg to wan- 42

A SHOUT IN THE CAMP, 53

A SONG OF TRUST, . 31

At home or abroad, in . 93

AT HOME WITH JESUS, 35

At THE CROSS I'LL A- 6

At the gate that leads . 41

Awake, my soul, thy sa- 27

Bear a hand, , . 104

Behold the fields . 71

Believing and re- . 43

Blest are the pure in . 118

Blest be the tie that binds 142

Brother forChrist'skmg- 63

Calling you and me, 44

Can you do without the loi

Chariot of love, . 84

Children of the heaven- 133

Christ jesus is my an- . 61

Clinging to the . 62

Come to the Rock, the . 102

Come, ye that love the. 119

Conquer by and by, . 23

Depth of mercy ! can . 149

Did Christ o'er sinners . 22

Do you know what . 72

Eden shore, . . 17

Evening shades around . 94

Every day my soul is hap 80

Faith builds her founda- 38

Faithful remain to thy . 91

Far out on the desolate . 10

Flow in, . . . 15

Follow Jesus, . . 49

Glory to Jesus for- . 78

God be with you till we iii

God has given me a song 31

Grace, 'tis a charming , 116

Grander then the billowy 66

Hail to the brightness of 48

Happy pilgrim, as you . 49

Has the day been dark . 109

HYMN.

Hear the earnest invi- . 34 1

He leadeth me ! Obless- 152 I

Help just a little, . 63 I

He wept for ME, . 22

Ho ! every one that . 54

How blest was the life . 60

How gentle God's com- 143

How happy every child . 127

How sweet the name of 137

I am happy in the Lord, 59

I am ransomed by the . 107

I am saved, yes, I'm . 43

I am trusting in the . ']']

I am walking with the . 30

I believe m God the . 112

I'd rather get down at . 51

I have come just now . 11

I have found a friend in 98

I have surrendered to . 32

I heard the voice of Je- 128

I hear thy welcome voice 150

I hope to meet you all . 82

I KNOW THAT HE LIV- 60

I lovethy kmgdom.Lord 115

I love to tell the story , 155

I'm on my way to glory ! 19

In the battlefield of life, 108

In the darkness, as I . 90

In THE King's HIGH-. 39

In the morning, . 20

In vain m high and holy 3

I'll live for him. . 106

I sought for the blessing . 58

I stand beside the crim- 86

Is that a cry from a storm 104

I will look to the hills, . 4

Jesus did it, . . 83

Jesus, I come to thee, . 40

Jesus I love, for his heart i

Jesus is good to me, . i

Jesus knocking,. . 81

Jesus is waiting to save . 57

Jesus, lover of my soul,. 156

Jesus my Lord, . . 51

Jesus our Redeemer, 5

Jesus the mighty conq' . 99

Jesus wept ! those tears . 67

journeying homeward, . 52

Joy in' THE heart, . 2

Joy to the world, , . 124

"Justified by faith in thee 5

Keep step ever, . 73
127

HYMN.

Lean on Him, , . 50

Little friends of Je 72

Living for Jesus, living. 37

Look to J esus now, . 7

Look unto me and be . 7

Lookup! behold the . 71

Look upon the fields all 8

Lord, I am thine, entire- 132

Lord, I hear of showers . 138

Make room for me, .
Marching on, .
March steadily onward .
More faith in Jesus,
Mourn for the thousands
My brother, we are trav
My country, 'tis of thee,
My faith looks up to .
My hope and my glo
My life, my love I give .

Nature's lullaby, .
Nearer, my God, to thee
Never alone, .
No night there.

O could I speak the
O for a thousand tongues
O happy day, that fixed
Oh, bliss of the purified,
Oh, come, Holy Spirit, .
Oh, I often sit and pon-
Oh, name of names the .
Oh, take the lamp of .
Oh, think of the home .
Oh, where are the reap-
Oh, why are you slight-.
Oh, wondrous love that .
O Jesus, Saviour, I long
O life eternal, life divine
O love divine, how sweet
O, my heart is full of .
O my Saviour, thou hast
O, my song is ever new
Once my eyes saw noth
One more day its twi-
Only a beam of sun-
On the sweet Eden shore
On to the work ! for the
Onward march,
Onward now ! the trum
Open the door that so
O prodigal, don't stay a
O that my load of sin
O, turn not back in the

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146

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106

94

139

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123

147

135

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21

46

64

151
96

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78

83

100

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95
108

16

81

75
131

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Our Father who art in , 92

Our heavenly habitation 35

Praise for a full . 107

Praise the Lord with . 70

Press onward, . . 26

Rest, . , . .69

Rock of ages, cleft for . 145

Rouse, ye saints, the . 13

Salvation, ... 66

Salvation. O the joyful . 122

Saviour, like a shepherd 154

Singing glory, . . 19

Sing of his mighty love, 135

Soldiers of the , 89

Stand up. and bless the . 117

Stay not, ... 57

Step out upon the . 109

Strive to entf.r in, . 41

Sun of my soul, thou Sav 134

Surrendered. . . 32

Sweet hour of prayer, . 148

Take HOLD, HOLD ON, 76

The ANCHOR holds, . 61

The apostles' creed, 112

The BEAUTIFUL HILLS, 4

The COUNTERSIGN, . 90

The crimson STREAM, 86

The FOUNTAIN FULL . 54

The FOUNTAIN OF life II

The future. . . 21

The King, as he stood . 84

The LAMP OF FAITH, . 64

The LILY OF the VAL- 98

The Lord's prayer. . 92

rHE MIGHTY conquer 99

The open arms, . . 45

THE prince of peace, 88

There is a fountain filled 140

There is a land of pure . 157

Theie is joy in the heart 2

There is no night there, 18

There's a shout in the . 53

The waiting guest, . 9

The WAY OF SALVA- . 58

IHE STORY OF CLEANS 79

The SUMMER-LAND, . 87

This God IS OUR God. 38

Thus far the Lord hath. 130

Tis a story oft repeated, 79

'TIS SOME MOTHER'S . 93

'Tis the Shepherd's . 44

To Father, Son, and Ho- 122

To God, the Father, Son, 118

To the summer-land of, 87

Touch my spirit with . 69

To us a child of hope is . 121

Troubled heart, thy fear, 50

True and faithful.. 80

Trusting in his word ']^
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Trusting in Jesus, my . 28

Trustingly, trustingly, . 56

■ Twas a night of long a- 88

Until his kingdom come, 24

Until ye find, . . 55

Victory through Jesus ! . 85

We are going, we are' . 97

We are looking away . 26

We are pilgrims look- . 20

We are traveling on thro" 39

We have taken up the . 23

We praise thee, O God, 136

What a Fiiend we have 144

What are you will- 42

What glory gilds the . 120

What ruin hath intem-. 126

When shall I look on . 25

When shall I see . 25

While struggling thro" . no

Who is this that wait- . 9

Why art thou wailing?. 103

Will you come? . 34

Will YOU go? . . 12

With our colors waving 29

Witnessing Spirit, . 14

Wonderful LOVE of. 3

Work, for the night is . 129

Would you gain the best 73

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