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There are preachers who will not permit a soloist to sing a song bordering on their subject before their sermon. "It ex- hausts the subject," they say. That is very true. A good hymn is often a whole sermon in concentrated form.

With this in view I have compiled and sent out this book. The songs it contains have not been selected altogether because of their musical merit. Their words also have been carefully considered.

Praying that it may be used of God to bless many hearts and homes, I am,

Yours in the Masters* service,

The Edward T. Miller Co., Printers & Publishers agSSfee 136 East Gay St., Columbus, Ohio

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King of My Heart.

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When the Battle's Over.

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Jesus Has Rescued Me.

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The New Jerusalem.

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If Ye Abide in Me.

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2. Hast thou a loved one gone a - stray Far from the shepherd's fold a - way?

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No. 14.

How Wonderful His Power.

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2. He can take the poor back-slid - er and bis love to God re -new How

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Nearer and Dearer.

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Near - er yet, and near - er.

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4. Turn to Him now in re - pentance and faith, Wait-ing to - day,

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No. 19.

SuGh Love!

Ed Eldad.

Ira Evans Hicks.

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2. What a won-der - ful plan that would bring God's Son To car - ry out

3. They tell me that an - gels in glo - ry tried To fathom this

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No. 20. Fade, Fade, each Earthly Joy.

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Who Shall Stand?

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Ed. Eldad.

The Precious Blood.

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Eben E. Rexfobd.

I Shall Rei£n Forever.

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2 Praise Him! praise Him! Jo- sus, our bless-ed Re-deem-er! For our sins Ho 3' Praise Him! praise Him! Je - sus, our bless-ed Re-deem -er! Heavenly por-tals

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No. 28.

The Unclouded Day.

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Ed. Eldad.

If You Will Believe Him.

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2. The blood shed on Cal-v'ry, From sin cleanses ful-ly, All those who in His

3. This won-der - ful Je-sus, To me is so precious, The sto - ry of His

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I'll cast it down at Je-sus' pre-cious feet.

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No. 30.

Jesus Is Pleading.

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2. Out on the mountains so bar-r^n and cold, Je-sus is plead-ing for thee;

3. He has been pleading a - gain and a-gain, Ten-der - ly plead-ing for thee;

4. O-pen at once to the Sav-ior your heart, While He is plead-ing for thee;

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Wander no long-er a - way from the fold, Je-sus is plead-ing for thee.

Of -fer-ing par-don and free-dom from sin, Je-sus -is plead-ing for thee.

If you de- lay He will some day de-part, Hasten, He's plead-ing for thee.

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Am So Glad.

A. Miller.

0, I am so glad that the dear Lamb of God Came to seek and to 0, I am so glad that the Sav-ior of men Came to save "who-so-

3. My sins were as scar-let, and crim-son red too, But He washed them as

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No. 32

Why Don't You Gome?

Joseph Hart.

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1. Come, ye sin - ners, poor and need - y, Weak and wounded, sick and sore:

2. Let not conscience make you lin - ger, Nor of fit - ness fond - ly dream;

3. Come, ye wea-ry, heav-y la -den, Bruised and mangled by the fall;

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No. 33

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No. 34.

Never Alone !

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2. The world's fierce winds are blow - ing; Temp- ta - tion sharpand keeu; I have a

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A Little While to Wait.

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2. On earth our hearts have oft-en been made sad, Be-cause di-verg-ing ways our

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This is Jesus.

Julia H. Johnston, copyright. 1913. by g. c. pledger, winona lake. ind. G. C. Pledger.

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3. This is Je - sus, throned in glo - ry, All the world to Him shall bow;

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He Game to Rescue Us.

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2. He died on the cross both fur you and me, To res - cue us, to res -cue

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Geo. W. Doane. Ira Evans Hicks.

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2. Soon for me the light of day Shall for - ev - er pass a - way;

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One Day Nearer Home.

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1. Now an-oth-er day is end - ed, And the evening shadows come;

2. As the va-por in the morn - ing, Flees be-fore the ris-ing sun,

3. As the weaver's flving shut - tie, To and fro is deft-Iy passed;

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E. W. Blandly.

The Way of the Gross.

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2. When we reach the heav'n-ly man-sions Je - sus hath pre-pared For the

3. When we at the bless-ed Mas-ter's feet our sheaves lay down, And each

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My Country, Tis of Thee.

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2. My na-tive country,thee,Land of the no-ble free, Thy name I love; I love thy

3. Let music swell the breeze, And ring fro » all the trees Sweet freedom's song; Let mor-tal

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Saved for Service.

Dedicated to Evangelist M. B. Williams, organizer of t/ie first Sa<edfor Service Band< I. E. H. Ira E. Hicks.

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No. 46.

What. Are You DoinS?

Mrs. Frank A. IJreck.

Ira E. Hicks.

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No. 47. God Will Take Gare of You!

Dedicated to my wife Mrs. John A. Don--.

C. D. Martin.

1. Be not dis-mayed what-e'er b3-tide,

2. Thro' days of toil when heart doth fail,

3. All you may need He will pro-vide,

4. Lone-ly and sad, from friends a-part,

5. No mat-ter what may be the test,

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James Rowe.

Never Despair.

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3. He has sounded forth the trump-et that shall nev - er call re - treat; He is

4. In the beau - ty of the lil - ies, Christ was born a-cross the sea, With a

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2. Per -feet sub-mis -sion, per -feet de - light, Vis-ions of rap - ture now

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Huntington.

T. C. O'Kane,

1. 0, think of a home o - ver there, By the side of the riv -er of light,

2. 0, think of the friends o-ver there, "Who be-fore us the journey have trod,

3. My Sav-ior is now o-ver there,There my kindred and friends are at rest;

4. I'll soon be at home o-ver there, For the end of my jour-ney I see;'

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Of the songs that they breathe on the air, In their home in the pal-ace of God.

Then a-way from my sorrrow and care, Let me fly to the land of the blest.

Ma - ny dear to my heart o-ver there, Are watching and waiting for me.

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No. 53

Ghrist is Goming.

Ira Evans Hicks.

Chas. H. Gabriel.

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1. Lift your eyes ye wea - ry Chris-tians, See your Lord is draw-ing nigh;

2. Cease your sighing and re - pin - ing, Lift your fac - es to the sky!

3. Mourn not o'er de-part - ed loved ones, At Clnist's com-ing they shall rise;

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No 54, Home of the Sou!.

Mrs. EHcn H. Gate*.

Philip Phillips.

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1. I will eing you a song of that beau- ti-fuf land, The far a-wayhome

2. Oh, that home of the soul in my visions and dreams, Its bright, jasper walls

3. That un-change-a-ble home is for you and for me, Where Je-sus of Naz-

4. Oh, how sweet it will be in that beau-ti-ful land, So free from all sor-

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Yield Not to Temptation,

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Day is Dying in the West.

flary Ann Lathbury.

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William F. Sherwln.

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2. Lord of life be-neath the dome Of the u - ni-verse, Thy home, Gath-er

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4. When for- ev - er from our sight Pass the stars, the day, the night, Lord of

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Jesus Bids Us Shine.

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3. Je - sus bids us shine, Then, for all a - round Man - y. kinds of

4. Je -sus bids us shine, As we work for Him, Bring - ing thW that

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Alexcenah Thomas.

Bring Them In.

COPYRIGHT. 1885, BY W. A. OGDEN.

W. A. Ogdea.

1. Hark! 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear, Out in the des - ert dark and drear,

2. Who'll go and help this Shepherd kind, Help Him the wand'ring ones to find?

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♦Tell It Again.

Mrs. M. B. C. Slade.

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No. 62.

Arise, My Sou!, Arise.

Charles Wesley

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He Leadeth Me.

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Close to Thee.

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The Land of Beulah.

Rev. J. Haskell.

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No, Not One.

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Isaac Watts.

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2. Must I be ear-.ried to the skies On flow-'ry beds of

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No. 74

Is My Name Written There,

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My Jesus, I Love Thee.

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Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;

Nor ever from thy Lord depart, With Him of every good possessed.

High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear,

Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.

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Rev. Lewis Hart sough.

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To perfect faith and lo?e,

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Long has evil reigned within; Jesus sweetly speaks to me,— "I will cleanse you from all sin."

Here I give my all to Thee,

Friends, and time, and earthly store; Soul and body Thine to be, —

Wholly Thine forevermore. In the promises I trust,

Now I feel the blood applied: I am prostrate in the dust,

I with Christ am crucified. Jesus comes! He fills my soull

Perfected in Him I am; I am every whit made whole:

Glory, glory to the Lamb.

I Love Him.

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S. C. Foster.

1. Gone from my heart the world with all its charm, Gone are my sins and

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All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head

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3 Thou, 0 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.

Love Divine, all Love Excelling.

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2. Breathe, 0 breathe Thy lov - ing Spir - it In - to ev-'ry troub-led breast!

3. Come, Al-might-y to de - liv - er, Let us all Thy life re - ceive;

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Bringing in the Sheaves.

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2. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire; As Thou hast

3. While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread. Be Thou my Guide ;Bid darkness

4. When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold.sullen stream Shall o'er me roll,Blest Saviour!

while I pray, Take all my guilt away, 0, let me from this day Be whol-ly Thine, died for me, Oh, may my love to Thee Pure,warm,and changeless be A liv - ing fire! turn to-day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Not let me ev-er stray From Thee aside, then in love, Fear and disturst remove; Oh, bear me safe a-bove, A ransomed soul!

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2. By His Spir - it He is woo -ing, Soft- ly draw - ing us to Him,

3. By the Word of Truth He's speaking, To the wand'ring, err - ing ones;

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Why Do You Wait?

G. F. R.

Geo. F. Root.

1. Why do you wait, dear broth-er,

2. What do you hope, dear broth-er,

3. Do you not feel, dear broth-er,

4. Why do you wait, dear broth-er.

Oh, why do you tar - ry so long?

To gain by a fur-ther de - lay?

His Spir - it now striv-ing with - in?

The har-vest is pass-ing a - way?

Your Sav-ior is wait-ing to give you A place in His sanc-ti - fled throng. There's no one to save you but Je - sus, There's no oth- er way but His way. Oh, why not ac-cept His sal - va - tion, And throw off thy bur-den of sin. Your Sav-ior is long-ing to bless you, There's dan-ger and death in de - lay.

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No. 100. i Sweet Hour of Prayer!

VV. W. WALFORD.

W. B. Bradburt.

1. Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r! That calls me from a world of care,

2. Sweet haur of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'rl Thy wings shall my pe- ti - tion bear.

3. Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r! May I thy con-so - la -tion share;

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No. 103 Gathering home.

Miss Mariana B. Slade.

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1. Up to the boun-ti-ful Giv-er of life,Gath-er-ing home! gath-er-ing home!

2. Up to the cit-y where falleth no light, Gath-er-ing home! gath-er-ing home!

3. Up to the beau-ti-ful mansions above, Gath-er-ing home! gath-er-ing home!

Up to the dwelling,where cometh no strife, The dear ones are gathering home. Up where the Savior's own face is the light, The dear ones are gathering home. Safe in the arms of His in - fi - nite love, The dear ones are gathering home.

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Some Sweet Day.

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1 Am Praying for You.

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2. Low at the cross of my Lord cru-ci-fied. Now in my weakness, I

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No. 109.

Trusting.

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No. 110. What Will you Do with Jesus?

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No. 111. How Wonderful that He Should Ghoose Me.

Julia H. Johnston.

Ira Evans Hicks.

1. 0 match-less love of Je - sus Christ That He should e'en choose me!

2. I have no mer - it of my own, My need, my on - ly plea;

3. Too weak and blind to find the way, My Lord I could not see,

4. 0 Sav-ior Christ, now Thine a -lone For - ev - er would I "be;

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No. 112.

Rev. I. Watts.

We Ye Marching to Zion.

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2. Let those re - fuse to sing Who nev - er knew our God; But chil-dren of the

3. The hill of Zi - on yields] A thou-sand sa-cred sweets, Be-fore we reach the

4. Then let our songs a-bound, And ev - 'ry tear be dry; We're marching thro' Im-

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Guide Me.

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2. 0 - pen now the crys - tal foun-tain, Whence the healing waters flow ;

3. When I tread the verge of Jor - dan, Bid my anx - ious fears subside ;

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I am weak,but thou art might-y, Hold me with thy powerful hand :

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Bear me thro' the swell-ing cur-rent ; Land me safe on Canaan's side :

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Bread of heav-en, Bread of heav en, Feed me till I want no more ;

Strong de-liv-'rer, Strong deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield;

Song of prais-es, Song of prais-es, I will ev - er give to thee ;

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No. 114. Lead Me Gently Home, Father.

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Jesus Is Calling.

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2. In sor-row he call - eth,"0 come un - to me," Je - sus is

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call-ing for Thee, To res-cue from sin and to save thee from death,

call ing for Thee, So pa-tient-ly wait-ing to cleanse thee from sin,

call-ing for Thee, To lead you from sin to the heav-en - ly home,

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Hasten To The Harvest.

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1. Lift your eyes, ye i - die Chris-tians, See the fields al-read-y white,

2. Chris-tian, stand not i-dly wait-ing, Gold-en hours are pass-ing by.

3. When the Master's voice shall call you, And your work on earth is done,

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No. 117.

Why Will Ye Die?

Julia H. Johnston.

Ira Evans Hicks.

1. He liv-eth, the cru-ci-fied Je - sus, Who car-ried your sin on the cross;

2. With-out Him there is no re-demp-tion, But in Him is life ev - er - more;

3. 0 why will you tri-fle with dan-ger, His peace and His par-don re-fuse?

4. How long will you keep Je-sus wait-ing? Be-ware, for the night com-eth nigh;

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0, look un-to Je-sus the Sav - ior, For now your sal-va-tion is nigh;

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Holy is the Lord.

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2. Praise Him, praise Him! shout a -bud for joy, Watch-man of Zi - on,

3. King e - ter-nal, bless -ed be His name! So may His chil - dren

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What Wilt Thou Say?

Julia H. Johnston.

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Light After Darkness.

F. R. Havergal.

Ira E. Hicks.

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2. Sheaves aft - er sow - ing, Sun aft - er

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Friend of Sinners.

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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:

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In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,

I would to everlasting days

Make all His glories known. 4 Well— the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home

And I shall see His face: Then with my Saviour, Brother, friend, A blest eternity I'll spend,

"Triumphant in His grace.

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No. 128

John Newman.

Lead, Kindly Light.

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2. I was not ev - er thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on,

3. So long Thy power hath blessed me, sure it still Will lead me on,

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Keep Thou my feet; I loved the day, And with the morn

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2. Thro' the val - ley and shad - ow of death tho* I stray, Sinco

3. In the midst of af - flic - tion my ta - ble is spread; With

4. Let gocd-ness and mer - cy, my boun-ti - ful God, Still

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Abundantly Able to Save.

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Come, Sinner, Come,

"W. E. Witter and Mrs. C. M. Alexander.

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Je - sus whispers to you, Come, sin-ner, you too,heav - y lad - en? Come, sin-ner,

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sin-ner, come! sin-ner, come! sin-ner, come!

Now is the time to own Him Je - sus will not deceive you

For you His heart is yearning, sin-ner, come! Cease now, your heart to hard-en, sin-ner, come: While Je - sus whispers to you

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Come, sinner, cpme! Come, sinner, come; Come, sinner, come! Come, sinner, come

Now is the time to know Him,Come,sinner,

Je-sus will now receive you, Come,sinner,

Why not to Him be turning? Come,sinner,

Je -sus will free-ly par-don, Come, sinner,

Come, sinner, come! While we are praying for you, Come, sinner,

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Meet Mother in the Skies.

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2. Now the old home, va- cant, has no charms for you; One dear form is

3. Now in true re - pent - ance to the Sav - ior flee, He who par-doned

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No. 134

C. L. Eby.

All My Life.

He that losetk his life for My sake shall find it.

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2. All my life I'll give to Je-sus— He is all in all to me:

3. He may use me at His pleasure— Cast ine down, if 'tis His will,—

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once gold-en hairs, Grown whiter and whit-er as we sowed the tares,

sor-row and pray'rs, And plead for for - give-ness for sow - ing the tares.

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Come, Come To-day.

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1. 0 come, come away from worldly toil re - pos-ing! Let bus- y care a

2. 0 come, where the Sun of Righteousness is shining, And ev -'ry day is

3. 0 come, where the stream of life is ev-er flow-ing; Its wa - ters still your

4. Your sorrow and care, come, cast upon the Saviour, And He from grief will

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while for-bear! 0 come, come away! 0 come, sal - vation's joys re-new; Come,

sweet as May! 0 come, come to-day! Come to this heav'nly resting-place, And

soul will fill! 0 come, come to-day! Come, rest beside this crystal stream, And

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No. 137

Show Us Thy Mercy.

Julia H. Johnston, copyright. 1913, by g. c pledger, winona lake, ind.

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1. Show us Thy mer-cy, 0 Mas-ter, Low at Thy foot-stool we bow,

2. Grant us Thy peace and Thy par - don Pur-chased on Cal - va - ry 's tree,

3. Look on the sin - ning and stray - ing; Pit - y the lost and the lone,

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No other name but Jesus: Oh. how my soul delights to hear The charming name of Jesus.

Who love the name of Jesus,

May now accept the gracious call

To work and live lor Jesus.

No. 139 Holy spirit, Faithful Guide.

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Gome, Thou Almighty King,

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1. Come, Thou Almighty King, Help us Thy name to sing, Help us to praise: Father all- ,

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Jesus Shall Reign

1. Je-sus shall reign wher-e'er the sun Does his suc-ces-sive jour - neys run;

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2 To Him shall enffless prayer pe made, And endless praises crown His head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice.

3 People^and realms of every tongue

Dwell 5Q His love with sweetest song; I And all the sons of want are blest.

And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name.

4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains^ The weary find eternal rest,

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A Abundantly able... 130 A Heav'nly Prince.. 5 All hail the poweb 6 a little while to. . 35

All my life 134

Am I a soldier 73

Arise my soul 62

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Battle hymn 49

Behold the bleeding. 25 Be not dismayed. ... 47

Beulah Land 66

Blessed assurance. 50 Bringing in the. ... 93 Bring them in 60

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Christ is coming... 53

Close to thee 64

Come, come today... 136 Come every soul... 101 Come holy spirit... 121

Come home 45

Come thou. ....... .140

Come thou fount. . . 92

Come today 136

Come we that love . . 112 Come, sinner, come. 131 Come ye sinners. ... 32

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Day is dying 57

Day of wrath 24

Do you hear 98

Down at the cross.. 87

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Each cooing dove... 106 Endeayorers 10

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Fade. fade. each... 20 Far away from the. . 11 Friend of sinners.. 124 From Heaven the. . . 38

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Gathering home. . . . 103

Glorious Grace 21

Glory to his name. 87 God will take care 47 Gone from my heart 81 Grace sayes anyone 17 Guide me 113

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Happy day 77

Hark 'tis the 60

Hasten to the 116

! He came to rescue. . 38 i He first loved me. . 1

He leadeth me 63

I He liveth, the 117

' Hold the fort 95

' Holy is the lord. . .118

! Holy spirit 139

\ Home of the soul. . 54

How firm a 79

How wonderful .... Ill How wonderful his 14

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I AM PRAYING FOR . . .105 I AM COMING TO THE 80 I AM LISTENING 98

I can hear my Savior 41

IF YE ABIDE IN ME . . . 13

If you will believe. 29 I have a Savior 105

I HEAR THY WELCOME 78

I LOVE HIM 81

I LOVE TO TELL THE. . 55

I'm lifted out 18

In a lonely 133

In God's word 'tis. .. 29 In the cross of. . . . 90

Into a tent 61

Is my name written 74 It is truly very 14

I SHALL REIGN 26

I've reached the land 66 I've seen the 34

I WILL MEET YOU. ... 42

I was a wand'rer lost 9 I will sing you a song 54

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Jesus bids us shine 58 Jesus has rescued . . 11 Jesus is all the. . . 7 Jesus is calling. . .115 Jesus is pleading. . 30 Jesus is standing. . .110

Jesus, lover of 82

Jesus my savior .... 108

Jesus loves me 59

Jesu/s saves me 9

Jesus savior pilot me 70 Jesus shall reign.. 141 Jesus the Savior. ... 30 Just as I am. ...... 96

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Lead kindly light. .12S Lead me gently. .. .114

Light after 122

Lord, I care not for 74 Lord Jesus I long to 65 Love divine 83

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Meet mother in ... . 133 Memories oi <;alilee 106 Mine eyes have seen 49 My country 'tis of. .43 My faith looks up. 97 My hope is built. ... 91 My jesus, I love... 75 My latest sun is. . . . 68 My Savior came down 1 My savior 23

N Nearer and dearer.. 15

Nearer my god 71

Never alone 34

Never despair 48

No, not one 69

Now another day. . . 40

NOW THE DAY IS OVER 88

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O COULD I SPEAK. . . . 127

O do not let the word 3

O HAPPY DAY. ...... 77

o i am so glad 31

o land of rest 76

Old-time religion. . .123 O lord is it I? 33

O matchless love... Ill One day nearer .... 40 Only trust him. . . .101 O soul bowed down. 13 O they tell me of. . . 28 O think of the home 52 O wand'rer away on 45 O who are we met. . 10 O who can measure. 4 O what are you doing 46

Praise him 27

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Saved for service... 44 Shall we gather.. 94 Show us thy mercy 137 Simply trusting . . .109 Softly now the.... 39 Softly and tenderly 107 Some day I'm going. 125 Someone's rejecting. 23

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Soul alone and 17

Sowing in the 93

Sowing the tares.. 135 Stand fast ye soldiers 8 Stand up for jesus. 72

Such love 19

Sweet by and by... 89 Sweet hour cf. . . .100

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Tell it again 61

The church in the 51

The great 138

The home over; there 5.2 The land of reulah 68

The lord is my 129

The master is come. 115 The precious blood. 25

The solid rock 91

The sun shines bright 12 The unclouded day. 28 The way of the. ... 41

The wayside cross. 126 There's a church in. 51 There's a great day. 67 There's a land that is 89 There's a wonderful ] 9 There's not a friend 69 There is a fountain 102

There'll be no 36

This is jesus 37

Thou ray everlasting 64

'Tis the old-time 123

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Trusting 109

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Waiting for you... 16 We'll work till.... 76

We praise Thee 86

We sing the 119

We're marching ...112

What wilt thou. . .120 What will you do. .110 What a friend we 85 What are you doing 46 When God thy soul . . 120 When the battle's. 8 When my journey.. 42 Which way shall I . . 126 When my pilgrimage 2

While jesus 131

Whiter than snow. 65 Who can measure. . 4 Whoever receiveth . . 130 Who shall stand.. 24 Why do you wait.. 99 Why don't you come 32 Why will ye die. . .117 Will they open wide 2 Work for the night 84 Would .jesus have.. 132

Yield not to . 56

Your soul's best ... 22