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Wk sond fnrlh this little book to our young friends in tlie Sahhnth Roliool, hy the Oroside, and % elflftwlierti, 111 the hiipe tlial il will suit their lasie, iiisiruri tlieir iiiuiiia. [iiirily llieir hearlft, ami 3 <li»'ii>;lli»'ii tlit'iii III every ^fixid purposa The tnusir whit-h it coiitnins 1,h>* beeii «elecled willi J pecial reiciviii-e lo their waiilH. and Uie words are all desij^ned to iiiiiiisier to rig-lil thini^litH, ^J liiidly. hrntlierly feehii^. jreiiHnuiH and iiolde Hi'lioiin, and to a true Chnsluiij life. The book h;iS "-.- been uiade rtinall so that hII ohij possess it; yet il ocuiImiiis a {greater variety, both in style and iu S :, n<iinl>er thnn is to he found in ImioRs of niueli greater (."osi and preleiision.s. Many of the tunes %.^ are olil Miniidard iiiiieH. iiiwmujrhl into the HlVeolious of both youny aud old by a thousand pre- '-'J Clous luetnoneH. wliieh will never f^row olii and are favoril<>8 everywhere. These Lave in some <! ^ Ciist^ beetj newly hannoui'/.ed au<i arraiiKed so as to produce belter efTecl, and esjieeially tob^x enlist the interest of all There are, also, a larj^^e ouiiiher of new tunes wliieh have beeu ex- ^~ prHssly piepjtreil tor this work, and are tull of the life and auimation which form so e&sential a oTT part of successhii juvenile inusia Tliey are also united lo admirable words, and will contribute i i a suifjresiive anil pleasuifi element to the existing! sloek of Sabbaih School nuisio. Most of tiie £"5 tunes have been arraiijred so thai, if desired, they ma) le sung as duets and choruses — by which >..^ a more plea,sltl^ and draniatic effect can be [>roduiH'd, and a larger proftoition of scholars be in- ^ j duceii lo pariifipate m sinking. Choruses are proverbially couiaffious, and many a boy and girl ^ l! who can hardly be persua-lcd to sing an entire tune, will join ia the pweep of a full chorus with ~:-^ ae.xt and advaniajfe. Teachers who hive not tried it, are scitrcely aware of the enthusiasm aud £ tf fervor wu,h which the recurrence o'' a siirring retrain will be caujjfht up and echoed by an assem- tl,^ bly. however unaccustomed to .sin j);. Many of the hymns are specially filled for seasons of re- i5 ..j vival. iiud we iiiink the entire book will be fouud to accord with thn hi>jhe»t religious alma's'^ of leaoliers 01 pareiiis. and will contribuie to the best spiriiual good ol tliose who use it. "^ ^
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let us sing ! Our yonthful hea^-ts now Bwelltns;, To God above, a God of love : Oh come, let ns singv notos prolong ; Our lestal celebrating, Wc hail Uie day with cheerful lay, Aud full notes jirolviiig,
( Onr joyful spirits glad and free, With high emotions rise to thee, In heavenly melody— Oh come, let ns sing ! kjoUi chuerVul youth and silvery age, And childhood pure, the gay, the sage, Those thrflliug scenes engage, Full note:
Onr joyful spirits glad and free. With high emotions rise to thee, In heavenly melody— Oh come, let ns sing ! oUi chuerVul youth and silvery age, And childhood pure, the gay, the sage, Those thrflliug scenes engage, Full notes ^ AAJSL^nft. 4L^^4^ ^4t-^-^ ^ ^-^Hft-nfi. [to prolong.
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3. Ob swell, swell the spng, His pmisea oft repeating :
His Son he gave our souls to save—
Oh swell, swell the song, The humble heart's devotion brit^, "Whence gushing streams of love do spring, And make the welkin ring
With sweet-swelliug song.
4. "We'll dhant. chant his praise — Onr lofty sti-«ius now Wcnuin? :
A tribu'lJe hrhyy to Clirist om- ICmg, ' ' Aad cUar.-t, «iiflijt kis pcniit I
Our Saviour, Prinoe, was crucified, " 'Tis finished," then be meekly me(|, And bowed his head and died^ — Then chant, chant his praise !
6. All full chorus join, | To J06U8 condescending, \ To bless our raca with heavenly graee^
All full chorus join ! To God, who»e nierey on ns smiled, And Holy Spirit, reconciled By Chriet, the meek and mild,
Afi i^ ^hcn-ui join 1
WE'EE GOING HOME TO BIL NG l1.uT.E.
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1. There is a land beyond the sky Where happy spirits never sigh, Then, erring souls, your siuB deploire, ^vud sing of where we'll die no more.
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i. Come, sinners, otipe, 0, come along, And jiia our bappy jjiignra throng; Fsirewell, vain world, and all your store, We're going home to di@ no Jtter©*
WE ABE PASSING AWAY.
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^ ( To day, if you -will hear his voice, Now is the time to make your choice ; \ ' \ Say, will you to Mount Zi- on go ? Say will you have this Ckrist, orno ? [ We are
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2. Tc wan'^levii)!^ eouls, who find no rest, Say, will you be forever blest ? Will you be saved from sin aad hell ? Will you with Christ in glory dwell ? We L':e passing away, &c.
S. Come now, dear yeuth, for ruin boxmd, Obey tbe gospel's joj^ful sound ; Come. ^T) with us, and you shall nrove Tiie l^y oi Cnnsc 8 reaeeming love. Wc m 8 passing away, <fec.
4. Leave all your sports :>nd glittering toys, Come, share with us eternal joys ;
Or, must we leave you bound to hell? Then, dear young friends, a long farerwel We are passing away, &c.
5. Once more we ask you, in his name. For yet his love remains the same, Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? Say, will you have this Christ, or do?
We are passing away, &c.
i HAVE A FATHER IB IKE TEOMISED LAKD,
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1. I hav3 a Father in the promised land, I have a Father in the promised land, 'ily F:ither calls me,
2. I have a S^iviour in the promised land, I luive a Saviour ii the prcnised l;iiid. My Saviour ciUs uie,
3. I hiive a crown iu the promised land, I have a crowu in the promised land, Wiieu Jesua calls inp,
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LET VS BE HAPPY, AND LET US BE GAY. 6
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2. Let us be thankful while we are gay,
On this our holiday : Let u3 be pt'aceful and gentle as May,
On this our festal day. In thanks and praise our voices raise,
Lift the heart, join the Bong,
Our grateful notes prolong. Let us be happy, &c.
3. Let us be humble while we are gay,
On this our holiday ; Let us be lowly, though cheerful as May,
On this onr ft^stal dny. Jesu^ was meek. Him we will seek.
With the heart, with the voice,
Our eMrly, heartfelt choice. Let us be happy, &c
4. Let ns be holy, though we are gay. On this our hoKday ; Let us be prayerful and lovely as May,
On this our festal day. God reigns above, his throne is love. Bow the heart-, bend the knee Before his majesty. Let us be happy, &c.
6. While we are happy, and while we are gay
On this our holiday ; Le us remember, while yet we may.
The solemn judgment day. O, let us strive, while yet we live.
With the heart, with the voice.
To make a heavenly choice. Then we'll be happy, where joys ne'er decrease.
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b* Words b> SM,Tn. GOD IS THEEE.
II li FIF.8T VOICE. ■n-lTtI EXPr:E8'3ION'.
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As we join in prayer. Every falline; accent
Tells ns " God is there." Kindly, teachers, point us,
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Saying, " God is there."
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4. Let us learn those lessons.
Taught us every where; And if sin assail us,
Think that " God is there." Then, .at last, with angels.
Ever bright and fair, Sin".;ins glorious anthems.
We'll see, " God is there."
WHAT'S THE NEWS? Rev. J. AV. Dadmun. 7
The special interest of ftic?e lines urises fVom ihe tiixurastaiict! tliut the author, a Tcran!» man, since deiid, was insane on every jjoiui except tbat of reiifioH, ou wltith be eoulinued- to ilje last thorousjhiy souud aud iiueliigeut. Allegketto. V
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Wiiere'er we meet, you always say, What's the news? what's the news? / ' [LcII!
Pray, what's the o'dcr of the day? What's the news? what's tiie news? j O ! I liave got good news to
The Latnb was shun on Calvary 1 That's the newsl that's the news I ( [wa-s she J,
To set a world of sinners free, Tliat's the news! that 's the news I ( 'Twas there his precious hiooci Uis work 's reviving all around. That 's Ihn news I that "s the news 1 ) [caught the fi.iine.
And many have redemption found, That's liie news I that 's the news : i And since lljeir souls liavo
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'Twas there he bowed his sacred head. But now lie's risen from tlie deal, That's tlie nev.s I tliat's, &c. They shout hosanna to his name, And all around they spreail his fame. That 's the news I that 's, &c.
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The Lord has pardoned all my sin —
That's tlie news I That's the news ! I feel the witness now within —
That's the news ! That's the news I And since he took my sins away, And taught me how to watch and pray, I'm happy now from day to day —
Thit 's the news ! That 's the news ! And Christ the Lord can save you now —
That's th.3 newsl That's the news I Tour sinful heart he can renew —
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This monaeBt, if for sins you grieve, This monnent, if you do believe, A full acquittal you 'II receive —
That's the newsl That 's the news • 6. And now, if any one should say.
What 's the news ? What 's the news ? O tell them you 've begun to pray —
That's the newsi That's the newsl That you have joined the conquering baad. And now, with joy, at God's couitnand^ You're marching to. the better land —
That 's the news I That's ihe^ ne
A HOME m GLORT.
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j 1. A little longer here below, And we'll go home to glory, Where joy supreme we all shsll know. In
2. And wlien we 're laid beneath the groud With CUiisl, vrliu reigns iu glory, We all thall rise when (lie irump sliiill soumd, T(
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"We hope to meet our brethren there,
111 heaven, our home of glory, Who oft !iave joined with us in prayer,
And praise of God, in glory.
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Come, fellow-sinners, flee for life, There 's room for you in glory ;
Forsake your sins, and come to Christ, And find a home in glory.
Chorus. — 0 glory, &c
DUET.
1 KNOW THOU ART GONE.
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2. In thy ftir-a-way home, wher-ev-er it be, I know thou hust visions of mine; And my
3. In the kush of the lught, on the waste of the sea, Or a-lone with the breeze on the hill, I huve
know thon art gone where the wea-ry are blest. And the mourner looks up and is glad.
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And echoes ring Aloi'j ihe heavenly vvay, Wliere angels hiest H:)ve for I heir rest O i<> luiniver^arv <lay. C'lorus- One anniversary, &c.
4. Oh, who from home Would fail to come
And join onr happy lay. When praise we bring To Go'l our King,
On anniversary day. Chorus. On anniversary, Slc.
5. Come, children, come,
For there are some Who have been wont to stray
Come, take our hands,
And join our hands, This anniversary day. Chorojs. This anniversary. &c.
WF. COME WITH SONG TO GREET YOU,
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2. "We come the Saviour's name to pi'aise, To sinf;the wondrous love Of llim who guards us all our days, And guides to Heaven above. 8. "WcTI sins of mercies daily given. Though every passing year, "Wi'll sing the promises of Hearen Witii voi--csl;)ud and clear.
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4 We 11 sing of many a happy hour We've passed in Sunday school, W^bere trutb, like summers genial showers, Extends its gracious rule.
5. Our youthful hearts will gladly raise, Our voices sweetly i^ing A general song of grateful praise, To Heaven's eternal Kiiisj.
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DO GOOD! JDO GOOD!
DIKT, TKJO AND CHUliUS.
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1. Do good ! do good ! there's ever a "way, A "way -where there's ever a "will, Don't
2. If you've only old clothes, an old bonnet or hat, A kind -word, or a smile true and soft, In the
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If you've money, you're armed, and can find -work enough, In every street, al- ley, and God careth for all, and his glo - ri - ous sun tohines alike on the rich and the
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lane ; If you've bread, cast it off, and the "waters, tho' rough, Will be sure and return it again, poor ; Be thou like Him, and bless every one, And thou'lt be re ^vard- ed sure.
cnoa. S. DO GOOD ! DO GOOD ! Concluded. 13
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1. Do good! do f»oodI we are never too young
To be useful in many a way ; For all have a heart, and a hand, and a tongue,
To leel, and to labor, and pray. Let us think., when crowds of poor children we meet. All thronging their pathways of (rloom. That in every damp al!ev. in every dark street, Taere's a passage that leads to the tomb.
Chorus. — Then do goofl, &c.
2. We '11 seek in that passace that wandering llirong.
An 1 tatip them in Invp bv the hand ; With kin'lness reo^i'-B them, with music and song, And guide lo '" venly land.
Rev. C W. Denisox. If we have but a moment, that moment employ.
To pluck the young brands from the flame i [joy. We may change their deep guilt to a Christian's full And save them for ever from .«haine.
CJwrus. — Then do good,. &c.
What joy, what joy will the lea^t of us know,
When called to our Father's abode. To find that beside us in glory there stands
Some whom we first placed on the road! Then seek in the highways .ind byways of earth,
And bring in the lowlv lo feast : Remember, in heaven ihe trre^test m-.iy he
The one who on eartn wa*; lln' leahi.
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1 AM BOUND FOB. THE LAUD OF CAITAAlff.
, ( Tdgether let us sweetly live, I am bomul for the Ian. I of Ca - naan ;
etiiiir lot us sweetly die, I am bound for the land of Ca - naan. ( O Canaan, bright Canaan, I am
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2. Ifejou get there before I do,
r am bound for the land of Canaan ; Then praise the Lord, I 'm coming too, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 0 Canaan, &c.
3^ Piirt of my friends the p-iza Iwwre -wob, I am bound for the land of Canaan ; And I'm resolved to travel on, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 0 Canaan, &c.
4. Then come with me, beloved friend,
I am bound for the land of Canaan; The joys of heaven shall never end, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 0 Canaan, <fcc.
5. Our soQgs of praise shall fill the skiea,
I am bound for the land of Canaan ; "While higher still our joys they rise, I am bound for the land of Cauajin. 0 Canaan, &c.
Words by G. P. Mooajs. , Audani«>
THE FAMILY BIBLE. 15
Muole by Eickaed. Arranged by J. E. Goulh.
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This book is aJl that's left me now. Tears n-jU nn- bid -den start; With falt'ring lip and Ah! well do I reraeiuber thssc, AVhose nvities those records bear: Who round the hearthstone My fa- ther read this ho - ly book To brothers, sis - ters dear; How calm was my poor Thou tru - est frieud mau ev - er knew, Thy coa - stancy I've tried ; When all were false I've •9- ' ■*- -fi- ■»•
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nsed to ch3s.i, Af - ter the eve - nijig pr.iycr, And speak of what these pa - ges said, In mother's look. Who learned God's word to hear. Her an - gel face — I see it yet! — What found thee true, My coun - sel - ojf and guide. Tbe mines of earth no treasure jd''''* TliaS
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is onr fami - ly tooes my heart wo.uld thrill 1 Tho' they are witJi ttto si - Isnt d<wii. TTsru ara they liv throni[»ing memories comet A- gain that lit- tie group is met With - in the halls Gonid this vol- urae buy: In teaching me the vi-\y to live. It taught ce bovr-
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.hispraisfi;? ■jWould yoii banish every care, Sing,3iiig,si:iij- his praise ;( liko the lark upon the wing, Like the warbling bird of
[spring.
2. If the -w^orld upon you frown, Sin^, <tc.
If you're left to sing alone, Sing, &c.
If sad trials come to you,
As to every one they (io,
For that they are blessings too, Siug, <fco.
S. For his wondrous, dying love, Sing, &c. That he intercedes above. Sing, <fec.
Tims, whene'er you come to die. You shall soar beyond the sky, And, with angel choirs on high, Sing, <bo.
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THINGS ARE WE.
1. Ve - ry lit - tie things are we, O how mild wo all should be.
2. Nev- er quarrel, nev- cr fight. That would be a shocking sight. 8. Just like pret-ty lit - tie lambs, Softly skipping by their dams.
We will lovo onr toachsrs too, And bo always kind and true.
5. "We'll bo gemtle all the day, Lovo to lOfirn, and ccaso to pla^.
G. And attend to every rule, Of our much-lovetl Sabbath SohooC.
THE CHILD'S MORNIiMG PRAYER.
i. Jesus, Lord, to thee I pray :
Guide and guard mc through this day.
2. As the shepherd tends his sheep. Lord, ine enfe from evil keep.
3. Keep my feet from every snare. Keep me with thy watchful care.
4. All my little wants supply, If I live, or if I die.
6. And when life, 0 Lord, is past. Take me to thyself at List
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1. Com?, chiUren, and join in our festival song, And hail the sweet joys which this day brings a- long Uur Father in HtuDi-n, we lift uj* to thee, Our voics of thanks- giving, our glad ju - ti - lee
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We'll join our .i^ad voices in one hynni of praise To Crod, who has kept us, and lengthened our daj-s. Oh, bless us, and guide us, dear Saviour we pray, That from tiiy blott precepts we never may stray.
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\ Hawpy gn"eeting to all ! Hippy greeting to all! Happy greeting, happy greeting, happy gr(»?ting to all!
HappT (rreetinfi: to all I Happy creetinr, &o.
Happy greeting
3. And if, N-e this glad year has drawn to a close, Serae lorsd onjs amon^ us in death shall repose. Grant, I^rd, that the spirit in heaven may dwell, Iji th* bo»om of Jesus, where all shall be welL
4. RY-irf Ir'ichp'-s. we children would thank you this day 'Ruit faithfully, kindly, you've taui?lit ua tlio way, How we naay escape from the world's sinful charms, Aotl find a safe refuga iu the Savionr's loved arms.
all I Happy greeting, &o.
5. Ufar Paxtnr. we ask thee, as lambs of thy fold,
To tiach us that wisdom more pritcious than gold. Our foot.st«ps to guide in the patliv/ar of truth. To "love our Creator in the days of our youth." 6. And now, as we part, let us bid you good choer. We pray for a blcKs^ing on your labors here: May many " bright jewels" be your blfst reward. And " crowns of rijoicir.g. In llic day of the Lord."
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3. 'Mid the ransomed throng, 'mid the sea of biiss, 'Mid the holy city's gorgeousness ; 'Mid the verdant plains, 'mid angels' cheer, 'Mid the saints that round the throne appear; Where the conqueror's song as it sounds afar, Is wafted on the ambrosial air ; Througli ct\dlf!ss years we then shall prore. The do-.itli of a Saviour's matchless love. O, that beautiful world I O, that hcjiutlfal wwrM !
JUST AS I AM-WITHOUT ONE PLEA.*
" linn that Cometh to me, I will in no wise Cast out."
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3. Jnst as I am, though tossed about With inauy a conflict, many a doubt, "With fears within, aud foes witliout —
O Lamb of God, I come, I eoaae.
4. Just «LS I am, poor, wretched, blind : Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.
5. Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, rolieye, Because thy promise I believe — 0 Lamb of God, I come, I come,
6. Just as I am — thy love unknown, Has broken evocy barrier down : Now to be thine, yea, thine alone,
0 Lamb of God, I come, I come.
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DUKT AXD CIIOUUS.
DEAR TlOTirEn.
By L B. WooDBusv.
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Oil. we are happy now, dear niother,Our homes amid the flowers. And zephyrs from the throne of God Are
VVc bask in glorious Eiinli?ht,raother,Of n brighterworld than thine.And the solt perfume of th; angel's voice Is
Your world is verj fair, dear mother, With its suuny hills and dales; But ours is fair-er, fair-er tar; Its
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bom in frajrinnt showeiR. Would we come back, dear motlier, Ani leare onr plorious home ? 01), tho' we loTe j-on deHrly.From
burne upon the wind. Would we comeback, dear ttioiher. AiidlcaTe our plorious home? Oh, tlno" we love .vou d»»rly,Fioni
beauty uever prtles. Tbeu why, oU, why, dear mothar. Should we leave our glorious home ? Oh, tho* v;e love you dearly, Froiu
heaven ve would not roam. No ! Xo I Ko 1 For fmo' ttc love yoa doarlv, From heaven we would not roam.
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2. Glad our hearts, and glad our Toices, Joy controls the hastmg hour ; None so sad, but he rejoices 'Neath today's controllmg
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We'll stand the stoiin, it won't be long. We'll anchor by-anJ-by ;We'U stand the storm, it won't bo long,We'll anchor by-and-by,
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Glad for classnictes anri for teachers, I Yet the' Rlad, wb'II Btill remember I Let iis not forget the moanirvjr.
Guiding us with gentio rule; Glud for all the gifts that rencli us Thro' our own loved Sunday School.
Moderately Fast.
What till" moments always say; | Days like thee for ever wear; Lifemust huve its cold Dacember, | Onemore field has had its gleaning, Just an surely as its May. j OiiemoreBhea.f our arms should bear.
LITTLE THINGS.
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Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, And the lit- tie moments, Humble tho' they be, So our lit- tie errors Lead the soul a - way Little di'fids of kindness, Lit-tle words of love,
Make the mighty ocean, And the beauteous land. Make the mighty a - ges Of e • ter - ni - ty. From the paths of virtue Oft in sin to stray. Make our earth an Eden Like the heavon above.
Liciitt Seeds ui mercy, Sowa by youthful liaads, Grow to bless the nations, li'tat iu heathen lau'^-
HERE WE THRONG TO PRAISE THE LORD.
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1. Here we throng to praise the Lord ; Listen now,listen no-sr,Here we throng to praise the Lord, "With our infant lays.
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Jesus said, Jesus said; '' Let young children come to mc,
And forbid them not — For of such," th« Saviour told therei, " Is composed my heavenly kingdom. " Wliafe a raptui'ous thought it is,
Christ forgets us not 1
3. Let us love, .ind now adore ;
Love him now, love him now Let us love, and now adore, ^■i our youthful strength.
Let UB nerer grieve our Saviour, "Who hath died to win us favor — Ah ! this thought should melt our hearts — Children's hearts can melt.
4. But we'll have a joyous song,
Joyous song, joyous song ; But we'll have a joyous song
For our jubilee. Jesus lives nnd reigns for ever ; This will make us joyous ever. Saviour, hear this praise to thee,
Who resnembered m<i:__
WHERE DO CHILDREN LOVE TO GO
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see. Warbling praise on er - ery tree !
kill, Where do chil - dren gath - er still ?
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May we love this holy day, Love to sing, and read, and pray,- Find salvation's narrow way ! In the Sunday schooL
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KIND WOEDS CAN NEVEE 3)7^.
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1. Kind worda can never die, Cherished anrf blast, God knows how deep they lie Stored in the IfTaRet ;
2. Child- ho<id can never die — Wrecks of the pant. Float o'er th:) rnem-o - ry. Bright t« tb« last.
3. Sweet tho'ts can never die, Tho' like the flowers There brightest hues may tiy. In wintry houn!.
4. Our souls ctn never die. Though in the komb We irwty all have to lie. Wrapt in its gloem.
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Like Chilflhood's dmple rhymes. Said o'er a thousand times, Go thro' all years and climes The heart to chteet Ma- ny a li.-\p- i)y thin;;, Ma - ny a dai - sy spring Float o'er time's ceaseless wing. Far, far away. But when the ppntle daw Gives them their charms anow. With rainy an added hue. They bloom again. What tho' the flesh decav, Souls pass in p«aca a- way, IJvo thro' e - ter-nal day With Christ above.
CHOR US. Muric by H. Watem.
Kind wordf! can never die, never die, never die, Kiid words can never die, no, never die.
Childhood can nev- er die, never die, never dii, Ohildliool can nev- er die, no, never die.
Swoet tho'ts can never die, never die, never die, Swput tho'ts can never die. no, never die.
Our souls can never die, never die, never die, Our souls can never die, no, never die.
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THE SABBATH SCHOOL- 2J
Music by "W.M. B. Ba-ADinTEv.
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1. Tho S.ibbatb school's a place o^ prayer, I lovo 'jO me«t my toach^rs tJioro, I love to moot my tcacUers there.
y teach mo there that ovory one May find, in beavon. a happv home, May fin«l, in heaven, a happy home. U "_' ^ -*-
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In Go<1"s own book we're taught to read |In Sabbi»th school wo sinj; and pray, lAnd when our days on earth aro o'er, TI'iw Christ for sinners proaned and bled: And learn to love the Sabbath day ; |We'll meet in heaven to part no morn; TKnt T>rf''ious hlno^d a ransom gave jThat.whon on earth our Sabbaths end. Our tearhfra kind wo tlie.ro shall qreet For si-if-.il man, bis Boiil to save. lA glorious rest in heaven we'll spend. And oli ! what joy 'twill 1>« to meet
1 love tn po, I love to c". I love to fjOi I love to go, I In lienven above, i'l beaveii above,
I love to go lo Sabbath school. | I love to go to Sabbalti schooL I In heaven above, to part no more.
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I'M A PILGRIM, AND I'll A STEA17GER.
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1. I 'm a pilgrim, aud I 'm a stranger ; I can tar-ry, I can tarry but a nigi\t.
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I Do not de- tain me, For I am go - ing To where the fountains arc ev- cr flowing.
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0, my longing heart, my longing heart is
there. Here in this country so dark and dreary,
■ ■ I loug have wandered forloi-n and weary ; I'm a pilgrim, aud I'm a stranger, <fec.
8. There 's tlie city to whicli I journey ; My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its lightl There is no sorrow, nor any sighiug. Nor any tears tlierc, nor any dying; I'm a pilgriiu, and I 'm a stranger, tko.
4. Father, mother, and sister, brother !
If you will not journey with me I must go I Now since your vain hopes you will thus cherish. Should I, too, linger, and Avith you perish? I 'm a pilgrim, and 1 'm a stranger, <lio.
5. Farewell, dreary earth, by sin so blighted, lu immortal beauty soon you'll be arrayed! lie who has formed thee will soon restore thee ! And then thy dread cuisr shall never more be : I'm a pilgrim, and I 'm a strauijer.
Till thy rest shall end tho weary pilgrim's iiigliL
THE EDEN ABOVE.
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We're bounfl for the land of the pure and tkc holy, The home of the h«ppy, the kingdom of love,'' Ye wandsrers from God in the broad road of folly, O say, will yon go to the E - den a- bore 'f^ In that blessed land, neither sighing nor anguish Can breathe in the fields where the glurified rovo :( Ye heart burdened ones who in misery languish, O say, will you go to the K - don a- bove ?t
Nor fraud, nor deceit, nor the hand of oppression. Can in- jure the dwellers in that lio-ly grove ;?_ No wickedaees there, not a shade of transgression ; O say, will you go to th« E - den a- bove?)" Nor poverty there — No, the saints are all wealthy, The heirs of his glo- ry whose nature is love ;} Nor sickness can reach them — that country is healthy; O say, will you go to the E - den a- bovd ?j*
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Will you go. Will you go, O say, will you go to the Eden above?
6. Mt^rcli on, happy pilgrims ! that land is before you. And soon its ten tliousand deligrlits we will prove: Yes, soon wo shall walk o'er the hills of brij;ht glory. And drink the pure joys of llie IvJen above.
Will you go, Will you gof 6 yes, we will go to the Edea above.
And yet, guilty sinner, we would not fors.ikc thee. We halt yet a moment as onward we movo; O como to thy Lord — in his arms he will tiiko thoc. And bear thee along to the Eden above.
Will you go, AVill you go, O say, will you go to the Eden above ?
Methinks thou art now in thy wretchedness saying, O, who can this guilt from my conscience remove? No other but Jesus ; then come to him praying. Prepare me, O Lord, for the KiJen above.
Will you go. Will you go, At last, will you go to tho Eden abovu ?
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Toil on, 'mid hopes and fears: The sowing bnDp:s the reaping days, The harvest follo-ws tears."
3. Oh ! let me strive to be
Tiie laborer thou wilt bless; And hourly offer uuto Thee
The works of ri<rhteousne3B.
4. Yet. when my best is done,
'Tis sin nnd folly still : My only plea is, that thy Son
Wrou^jht out thy perfect wilL
5. Then hear me while I ask,
" Sivc all mv children. Lord; While I. in faith, fulfill my task. Do thou fulfill thy word.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL ARMY.
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The bAlile yon shall win.
Fight on, ve liiile foldiers,
Thf^ battle you sliall win ;' For tlie SHCiour is your Captain, Jfijr itie .S^ivuHiT 18 your Caplam, And he hath vaiKiuished *in.
3. And when the conflict '» over. Before hiiii you shiiU uland ; And when the conflict 's over, Before him you .^lirill stand ; Ton shall nmg his praisf; fnr rver. You shall ciiic; his praise for CTer, hi Cnnaan's Imjpf* ia»<i-
Cb WE LOVE TO SIHG TOGETHEE.
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2. We love to pray together "To Jesus on his throne, Ami a.sk Ihnl he will ever Accept us as his own. We io\»t we love, &0
We love to read together The \Vord of saving trnth,
Whose light IS shining ever To guide our early youth. We love, we l«vc, Ac
4. We love to be together Upon the Sabb-.ah aay, Aiitl strive to help each other AUmg the henveniy way. We luv* wo love, Sec.
COME TO THE SABBATH SCHOOL.
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1. Come to the Sabbath School, All children come ; Cheerful its pi- ous rule, Pleasant as liorne,
2. Come, where our teachers meet, Faitliful and true ; Come, learn the lessons sweet, Heady for you.
3. Oh '. there's a school on high, Where auijels praite : Joy beams in every eye, Svveetsiraius they raise.
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THE HAPPY LAND.
2. Come to tliat liappy land,
Come, come away; Wliy will ve doubting stand,
Why still delay ? Oh, we shall happy be, Wlien from sin aud soitow free, Lord, we shall live with thee,
Blest, blest foray©.
There is a happy land,
Far, far away; 'Where saints in glcr'/ stand,
Bright, bright as day ; Oh, how thpy sweetly sing, Worthy is the Saviour King, Loud let hi» praises ring,
Prais* WAK-; for aj^I
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Bright, in that happy land,
Beams every eye; Kept by a Father's hand.
Love cannot die. Oh, then, to gloiy run, Be a crown and kinrr>'-om Von, And, brifrlit above the stia
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Nor ever shed a tear, Kor ever know a sorrow,
Nor ever feel a fear ; But blessed, pure, and holy,
I'll dwell iu Je4U6' sight, And with ten thousand thousands
Praise lii m both d*y Jtod night
I know Fm weak and sinful,
But Jesus will for(^ive, For many little children
Have (Tone to heaven to live, Dear Saviour, when I languish.
And lay me down to die, O ! send a shining angel.
And bear me to th« skies.
Oh, the-e 111 be an ang^l.
And with the aoffels stand, A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hami ; And there, before my Saviwtip,
So B^lofioiB and so bright, I'll join the heavenly inuetic,
And praise him day and issgiit
LORD, TEACH A LITTLE CHILD TO PRA^i. oo
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Can fit my soul with- him to live, And in his kingdom reign.
4. To liim let little children come,
For he hath said they may ; His bosom then shall be their home,
Their tears he'll wipe away.
For all who early seek bis face Shall sivreJy taste his love ;
Jesus shall guide them by his grace, To dwell with him above.
SAFE m THE PROMISED LAND
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Wtere, 0 where is the prophet Daniel, Where, 0 where is the prophet Daniel, Who was cast in the den of lions ? Safe now in the promised land. Cho. — By and by, &c.
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Where, 0 where is the weeping Mary, Where, 0 where is the weeping Mary, Who was first at the tomb of Jesus I Safe now iu the promised land. ^ *-*flo. — By and by, (fee.
5. Where, O where is tho martyred Stephen, Where, O where is the martyred Stephen, Wlio was stoned for the love of Jeeus ? Safe now in the promised land. Cho.— By and by, Ac.
6. Where, O where is the blessed Jesus, Where, O where is the blessed Jesus, Who was pierced on the mount of Calv'ry i Safe now m the promised land, Cho. — By and by ^c.
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"White-robed, round the Sa\-iour'3 thi'one ; Angels cease, and waiting, listen !
Oh ! 'tis sweeter than their own ! Faith can hear the rapturous choral,
When her ear is upward turned; Is not tliis the ?;une, perfected,
WLicli upon the earth they learned ?
Jesus, when on earth sojourning.
Loved them with a wondrous love And will he, to heaven returning.
Faithless to his blessing prove ? Oh ! they cannot sing too early ;
Fathers, stand not in their wav ! Birds do sing while day is breaklusr—
Tell me, then, why should not the-
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1. AVe Epsak of the realms of the blest. Of that country so bright and bo fair, And oft are its glories ronfcsscd:
2. We speak of its patUwavK of gold. Of its Trails deck'd with jewels s<3 rare,Of its wonders and pleasures untold :
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Of the robes which the e;lonfiod wear,- Of the church of the first-bom abov« :
But -vfhat must it be to be there ?
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Do thou, Lord, midst gladness or woe, Still for heaven our spirits prejmre
And shortly we also shall know, And feel, what it is to be there.
Then anthems of praise wc will sing, When safe in that heavenly rest,
To Jesus, our Saviour and Kinij,
"VTho reigns ia those realms oi tho blest.
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THE VOICE FROM HEAVEN.
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1. Hai'k ! a voice ! a heavenly voice I Floating lightly, lightly by ! " Come to Je?ns and re-jo'iec ; 2. Hark ! a voice ! a heaveuly voiee ! Singing sweetly, sweetly uow ; " 'Tis the hour to make thy choice,
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Live with Him on high ! Yes, we come I to Jesus come ! For our Saviour, Saviour dear. Come ! to Je - sus bow ; Je-sus' love — wortli more than gold Dug from out the richest mines,
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Soon will call us to His home, Free from every fear. Jesus' love, like wealth imtold, Round the heart entwines.
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First Division. 3. Ilark! a voice I a heavenly voice: Ile.ir it I sounding through the land, " Souls on earth make heaven rejoice, Who for Jesus stand.
Second Division. Jesus I take us in thine arms :
Sutfer that we come to thee : With thy blessing, earthly harms
From our patli will flee.
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That they should do to mo, Will make me honest, kind, and good,
As children ought to be. I know I should not steal, nor use
The smallest thing I see. Which T should never like to lose,
If it belonged to me.
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And this plain rule forbids me quite,
To strike an angry blow. Because I should'not think it right
If others served me so. But any kindness they may need
I'll do, whate'cr it be ; As I am very glad, indeed,
When they are kind to me, Clionis. — Will you, <tc.
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8. Holy Bible, thou wilt cheer me. When I ^v:r me down to die ; Christ has promised to be near me, Can I fear when He is nigh ? Cho. Just as the sun descends at ere
Soon with fresher beams to rise, So shall the dying saint receive Life eternal in the skkis.
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THEEE 'LL BE NO PARTING THERE.
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But when we join the heavenly train, There'll be no partfng there. Id that bright world above. Ofio. Shout ! shout the victory, <fce.
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We praise thee for the joyful news. Of p.inlon Ihrou^'h our Saviour's blood :
O Lord, incline o\ir hearts to choose
Tnc road ti> happiness and God.
Ctiorx^s. — Happy day, &c.
4. And when on earth our days are done, Grant, Lord, that we at lencth may join Teachers and scholars round ttiy throne, The song of Moses and the Lamb, Chorus. — Happy day, &c.
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The tempted and the strong ; Kniie who besought his healing.
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Wh» died our souls to save ; We love to sing of Jesus,
Triumphant o'er the grave ; And in our hour of danger,
We'll trust his love alone. Who once slept in a manger.
And now sits on the throne.
4. Then let us sing ef Jesus,
While yet on earlh we stay, And hope to sing of Jesus
Throughout eternal day. For thoje wlio here confess him,
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HEAVEN IS MY HOKCE.
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There are tlie good and blert,
Those I love most and best.
There, too, I soon shall rest,-
Heaven is my home.
4* AEG 'JND THE THEONE OF GOD IN HSAVEH.
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See every one arrayed: Dwelling in everlasting light, And joys that never fade. Singing glory, &c.
3. "What brought them to that world above ?
That heaven so bright and fair, "Where all is peace, and joy, and love; — How came those children there ? biuging glory, &c.
4, Because the Saviour shed his blood.
To wash away their sin ; Bathed in that pure and precious flood. Behold them white* and clean! Singing glory, Ac.
5. On earth they sought the Saviour's grate«,
On earth they loved his name ; So now they see his blessed face, And stand befoi-e the Lamb, Singing glory, drc.
CHILDEEN CALLED TO CHRIST.
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fathers How soon we shall lie ! Dear cliil-dren, to- day fade ; Are you rea - dy to die ? While " yet there is room"' To
To the Sa - viour fly. the Sa - viour fly.
When Samuel was young,
He first knew the Lord ; He slept in his smile,
And rejoiced in his word ; So most of God's children
Are early brought nigh ; Oh, seek him in youth —
To a Saviour fly.
Do you ask me for pleasure i
Then lean en his breast. For there the sin-laden
And weary find rest. In the valley of death
You will triumpliing cry, " If this be called dying,
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I might have seen his kind look when he said, " Let the lit - tie ones come un - to ine."
3. Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go, Aiid aiik for a share m his love: And if I thus earnestly seek hnn below, i siuill sea hmi and hear him above ;
4.. In that beautiful place he is pone to prepare, For all who are wabhed and I'or-givc-n : And many dear children ;ire Kothoniiff liiere, " For of such is the kir.gdoiu oi i\e;:veu."
WE'RE TRAVELING HOME TO HEAVEBT.
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We're trav - eling home to Heaven a - bove — "Will you go I
To sing the Sa- viour's dy - ing love — Will you go ?
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The crown of hfe we there shall wear.
The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear, And all the joys of heaven we'll share,— Will you go T
3. We're going to join the Heavenly ehoir,— Will you go? To raise our voice and tune the' lyre,— Will you go ?
The saints and angels gladly sing,
Hosanna to their God and King, And make the heavenly arches ring, — Will you go?
4. Ye weary, heavy-laden, come,— Will yon po? In the blest house there still is room,— Will you go ?
The Lord is waifmg to receive.
If thou wilt on him now believe, [lieve.
He'll give thy troubled C«4tBCience ease, — Come be-
The way to Heaven is fi-ee for all, — Will you go? For Jews and Geatiles, great and small, — Will you go ?
Make up your mind, give God your heart,
With every sin and idol part. And now for glory make a start,— Come away.
6. The way to heaven is straight and plain ? — Will you go? Repent, believe, be born aprain, — Will you go?
The Saviour cries aloud to thee,
'•Take up thy cross and follow me." And thou shalt my salvation see. — Come to met
7. Oh, could I hear some sinner say, — I will so ! I'll start this moment, clear the way, — Let me go!
My old companions, fare vou well,
I will not go with you to hell ' [you well
I mean with Jesus Christ to dwell. — Let me go : Fare
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1 1. Stand tip for Jesus ! All who lead his host ! Crowned with the splendors of the Holy Glioett
' 2. Stand up for Je - su3 ! Ye of every name ! All one in prayer and all with ]M-aise afl;ime !
I 8. Stand up for Jesus 1 Lo 1 at God's right hand Jo - sus hiniself for us delights to stand !
Shrink from no foe, to no temptations yield, Urge on tho triumphs of this glorious field— For- get the sad estrangement of the past. With one consent in love and peace at last — • Let saints and sinuei-s wonder at his grace : Let Jews and Gentiles blend, and all our race —
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HARK! THE SABBATH BELLS AEE EINGINO.
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j Hark ! the Sab - bath bells are ring - ing 1 Children, baste with- out de - lay ;
■ \ Prayers of thousands now are wing- ing Up to heaven their si - lent way.
^ j 'Tis an hour of hap - py meet- ing Chil- dren meet for praise and prayer;
"■ \ But the hour is short aud fleet- ing, Let us then be ear - ly there.
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Come, children, come 1 the bells are ring - ing, To the school with haste re - pair,
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Cho. — Come, children, come ! <fec.
4. Children, haste ! the bells are ringing. And the morning's bright and fair.
Thousands now unite in singing, Thousands, too, in solemn prayer,
Cho. — Come, children, come ? <fe<5.
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/CYTULLY, JOYFULLY
; ^ j Joyful- ly, joy - ful- ly, onward we move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above ; ) ' 1 Je-sus, our Saviour, in mercy, says, Come, Joy- ful- ly, joy-fully, haste to your home. \
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2. Teachers and scliolara have pps'sed (in liefore ; "Wixitin?;, th y wnt-ch us. approfichiii^ the shore; Sinitin? tn chper us, whiV^ passin:: alon^. Joyfully, inyfiilly haste to 5onr home. Sounds of swept imisic there ravish the ear, Hurp'! of thp hlesserl, your strains we shall hear, Fillinsr with harmony heaven's high dome, Joj^fully, joyfully, Jesus, we come.
3. Poath -with his arrow may soon lay ub low, Safe in our Saviour, we fear not tlio blow; JcKus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully we will eo homu. Bri;;l.t will "the morn of eternity dawn. Death shall be oonquered, his .soeptrf be fjone j Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home.
J>3 I 'LL AWAY TO THE SABBATH SCHOOL. Arr. by n. Wxt^s.
^ j When the morning light drives a • way the night, With the sun bo bright and full.
And it draws its line near the hour of nine, I'll a - way to the Sabbath school
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2. On the frosty dawn of a winteii'a niorn, When the earth is wrapped in snow,
Or the. summer breeze plays round the trees. To the S.ibbath school I go. When the holy day has come, And the Sabbath breakers roam, I delipht to Ip.avt', my home. For the S.ibbath school : I '11 away, &c.
3. In the class I meet with the friends I greet. At the time of morning prayer;
A.id our 'i.">'-ts wo raiso in a hymn of praise Fof "Lte •«*'»7S pUiaiiuiit tlioro:
In the Book of holy truth, Full of counsel and reproof, We behold the guids of youth, At the Sabbath school ; I'll away, &c. 4. May the dews of grace fill the hallow'd place, Anii the sunshine never fail, ■^hilo each blooming rose which in memory grows Shall a sweet perfume exhale ; When we mingle here no more, But have met on Jordan's shore, We will talk of moments o'er. At the SabbuUi schools ,_I'U away, &o.
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OH! WE LOVE TO COME. Music cy Prof. T. -wood, or Alnany, 55
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Oh ! we love to come to onr Sabbath home,
When the six days' toil is o'er. And read and sing of our heavenly King,
And learn to love Him more. Oh ! ve love to come to our Sabbath homp,
Kut v/e would not come alone ; We would each bring m, from the depths of sitl;
Some wretched, wandering' one ;
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Who know not of God or heaven ; And would bid thsm taste of the blessed feast. Which our Father's love hath given.
5. Tnen toil we on till the race is won.
And the pearly gates unfold. And we find onr rest on the .Saviour's breast. At home in the city of gold.
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COME WHERE BIBLE TRUTHS ARE SPOKE??.
D. McNSON.
Music adapted from MuLtEn, by I. B. W,
1. Gome where Bible truths are spok - eiiiWhere the blessed gospel's tatight, PromI^es of God ne'er
2. Christ, in all his in- vi - ta - • tions. Made on earth, to children gave Special care, «ik1 all tht
3. Hark, the Siibbath balls are ring - ing — Children, listen to the sound— Gather where, sweet autheins
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nations Trusted in his power to save. " Suffer them to come unto me," Were the words said everv-
singing, Followers of " the Lamb" are found.Ilaste away, the morn is smiling— To the Sabbath school re<»
given, Thro' the Sabbath school are pressing Many to the gates of Heaven, Many to the gates of Heaven- - where," Gotl shall hear and answer thro' me. All that come with praise and prayer, "All that come. &c: • - pair. Let no worldly tho't beguiling, Keep you from your duty there, Keep you from your duty there.
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The more I strove against its power,
I feit its weight and guilt the more ;
ill late I heard mv .'iaviour say :
Come hither, soul. I am the way."
C.«". 01)1 who's like Jesus, &k,.
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Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me lo thee, whose I am; Nothing but sin have I to give, Nothing bst love shall I recene. Cko. Oh! who's like Jesus, &c.
Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to thy re'leeming blood. And say, " Bohold thy wav lo God,'* Qko. Oh! who's like Jesus, &c.
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1. Tlie Sunday -school that blessed place, Oh ! I would rather stay With-ia its walls,
2. 'Tis there I learn that Je - sus died For smuers such as I; Oh! -what La* all the S. Thea let our grateful tribute rise. And songs of praise be given To Hiui who dwells a- 4. And -welcome then the Sunday-school, We'll read, and sing, and pray That we may keep the
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He, with nil - com - manding mipht. For his mer - cies shall en - dure.
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Filled the new- made world with light; Ev - er faitli - ful, ev-er sure.
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4. He his chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah ! Amei:.
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6. Let us, then, with joyful mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
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1. Hark the angels singing, Wuliethe happy morn. Joyful tidings bringing, '•Clinst, the Lordisbomf
2. Sisters dear, and brothers. Sing, sing a-\vay! This of all the others, Is the Children's day.
3. Where's a chorus meeter For his advent here ? Where a ca- rol sweeter To his gen -tie ear!
In a low-ly manger (This shall be the sign) See the new-born stranger. Hail the Babe divinel" Hear the blessed story, '' Once as youn^ as we. Christ, the Prince of Glory, Slept on iMary's kner. Nene can come so near him, The Holy, Undefiled, None so lore and fear him, As a Christian child.
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Peace to earth a - gain! Glo- ry! Glo-ry! Glo-ry!
■iSi' And srood ■will to men !
In the highest regions,
Now upon his throne, All the blood-bought legions
Claim him Lord alone; But of all wh' adore him.
With triumphant song. Children stand before him
In the greatest throng. CJio. Glory. <fec.
5. Let us then pursue him
To Iiis throne of graee ; Let us pray unto him,
Lookmg in his face : "Once in childhood's weakness,
Christ, like us, "wert thou ; In love, truth, and meekness,
Make us like thee now." Cho. Glory, <fec.
6. This, of all the others.
Is the Children's day, Sisters dear, and brothers.
Sing, sing away. Bless Him for its story :
" Once as young as we, Jesus, Lord of glory.
Slept on Mary's knee." Cho. Glory, Ac.
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( 'TIS religion that can give — In the light, in the light: Sweetest pleasure whilewe live— In the light ofGod ■■( 'Tis religion must suppIy-=-In the light, in the liKiit: Solid comfort when we die — la the light of God. ( After <lc;ith its joys shall be — In the lisrht, intlie light : Lasting as e - ler-ni-ty— In the lipht of God. ( Be the living God ray Friend — In the light, in the light; Then my blisi shall never end — In the light of God.
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Pleasant is the Sabbath bell- In the light, in ths liijht Seeming much of jov to tell —
In the ligt>t of God. But a music sweeter far — In the light, in the light . Breathes wiiere anf;el-spirits are — In the lifiht of God. Oio. Ler lis walk in the light — Walk 111 the hcht : Lf r u« walk in th'- light — in the iigiU cl God;
2. Shall we ever rise to dwell Where immortal praises swell ' And can children ever go Where eternal Sabbaths glow? Cko. Let ub walk, &c.
Yes, that bHss onr own may be , All the good shall .I6sus siee For the cood a r-^st r.'^mains. Where the elonotis Saviour reigng. Qio. Let US walk. <5tc.
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We will love our parents dear
Serve, obey, and honor ;
Ne'er will them deceive,
Nor their bosoms grieve.
Cho. — Come, take, &o.
Let us one and all engage. That like friends and brothers We in peace will live, And our foes forgive. Cho. — Come, take, Ac
1 Let us ne'er do willful wrong, Ilowsoevcr tempted. But in deed and word Love and serve the Lord. Cho. — Come, take, <fee.
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The Saviour feeds his little flock, | In that brisht land no sin is found,
His grace is freely given,- I But till are happy there ,
The living waters fioru the rock, I And Joyful voices there sha!,' jorn And dail* br«ad from heaveii. Wjtti the angelic choir.
Our Teachers kind do point the way.
And LMi'.rle our feci arisht Totiiii«e hnuhtrealins nf endless day Where Jes;^^^ tiw iigiit.
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1. Prom the recesses of a lowly spirit,
Our humble prayer ascends, 0 | Father, | hear it | Borne ou the trembling wings of | fear and | meekness For- I give its | -weakQess.
2. "We know, We feel how mean, and how unworthy The lowly sacrifice we | pour be- | fore tiiee : What can we offer thee, 0 | Thou most | Holy I
But I sin and | folly. ' 8. "We see thy hand, it leads us, it supports us :
"We hear thy voice, it | counsels, . ,and it | courts lis; And then we turn away 1 yet | still thy | kindness
For- I gives our | blindness.
4. "Who can resist thy gentle call, appealing
To every generous thought and | grateful ] feeling ; | Oh 1 who can hear the accents | of thy | mercy, And I never | love thee. 6. Kind Benefactor 1 plant within this boeom
The I seeds of | holiness, | and let them blossom In fragrance, and in beauty | bright and | vernal, And I spring e» | temal.
6. Then place them in those everlasting gardens
"Where angels walk, and | seraphs, .are the | wai*den3,' "Where every flower, brought safe through | death's dijjk Be- I cornea im- I mortaL
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HOMEWARD BOUND.
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( Out on an ocean all boundlesis we ride, "We 're homeward bound, homeward bound, ( Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide, We 're, <fec. D c. Prom-ise of which on us each he bestowed, We 're, &c.
Far from the safe, qui-et har-bor wc 've rode, Seeking our Father's celestial abode,
2. Wildly the storm sweeps us on ns it roars.
We 're homeward bound ; Look 1 yonder lie the biight heavenly shores,
We're homeward bound; Steady, 0 pilot ! stand firm at the wheel, Steady I wc soon shall ontweather the gale, O how we fly 'ueath the loud creaking sail,
Wc 're homeward bound. S. We '11 tell the world as we journey along.
We've homeward bound; Try to persuade the:w to eater our throng,
Ws'rc homeward bound;
Come, trembling sinner, forlorn and oppressed} Join in our number, O come and be blest; Journey with us to the mansions of rest,
Wc 're homeward bound, t. Into tli€ harbor of heaven now we glide,
We're homo at last; Softly we drift o'er its bright silver tide.
We 're home at last ; Glory to God ! all our dangers are o'er, We stand secure on the glorified sliore, Glory to God 1 we will shout evermore.
We 're home at last.
THE TREE OF LIFE.
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, ( On a hill stands a beau - ti - ful tree, ) And its shades and its treas-ures are free
Its fruit is all gold - en and fair, ) For all who may thith - er re - pair ; ]
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Havi! feastod xn<\ [,'aHicred in store. Have borne its rich boiinries away,
Its fullness remakis evprtnore; Oh what is its naim' ? who ciin t-ell?
And the hill— where, oh whore can It bef By thy side I will haste me to dwell,
O wonderful— beautiful tree.
8. On Zion'g fair mount you behold
Its form in bright grandeur arise, There glitter its green and its gold,
There lifts its tall head to the skies ; 'Twas planted by Infijiite love.
From the hills everlasting it came, Tkcth Eteujtal, they call it above,
&at Blblb. on earth, is its name.
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Thrust aside their precious daims • But took children to his bosom.
As a shepherd doth his lambs. Some bhere were who tried to keep them
Waiting, till some other day ; Yet the Lord, their zeal rebuking,
Told them of a better way. 8. There, their hearts go up to heaven,
On the fragrant breath of prayer.' Who shall say it is too early
For th« ohild*»Q to be there?
Jesus saya, Why should they linger,
(Speaking from his throne above,) Till they are a little older.
Since they're old enough to love? O, then, let them have their concert,
Be the weather foul or fair : So that when the Saviour calls them.
They may answer, " Here we are. Tell them tliey can't come too early.
To their Friend who reigns above; For, ere they can lisp his praises,
They are old coom^h to lore.
WE ALL
LOVE ONE AHOTHER.
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1. "Witli tearful eyes I look around.
Life seems a dark and | stormy ] sea; Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, A heavenly | whisper, | " Come to | me."
2. It tells me of a place of rest —
It tells me where ray | soul may | flee ; Oh ! to the weary, fuiut, oppressed,
How sweet the | bidding, | " Come to j me."
8. When nature sliudders, loth to part From all I love, en- | joy, and | see; When a faint chill eteals o'or my heart, A sweet voice | utters, | " Come to | mo."
4. Come, for all else must fail and die,
Earth is no resting- | place for ] thee ; Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy | portion, | " Come to | me."
6. 0 voice of mercy '. voice of love ! In conflict, gi'ief, and | ago- j ny, Sup{X)rt me, cheer me from above !
And gently | whisper, { " Ccme to | me."
1. The Lord | is my [ Shepherd ;
I I shall — I not — | want.
2. He maketh me to lie down | iu green | pas
tures : He leadeth me be- [ side the ] still — | waters.
3. He re- | storeth my | soul :
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness j for his I name's — | sake.
i. Tea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will | fear | no evilr For thou art with me : thy i-o-J. and thy | BtaST they j comfort | mo.
5. Thou preparesta table before me in the pres- ence I of m-ine | enemies. Thou anoiutest my head with oil : my ] cup — I runneth | over.
C. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow ma all the I days of my j life : And I will dwell in the j house of the | Lord for [ ever.
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1. Tho' they may lay beneath the groiindThe formof Alle dear, I know his spirit hovers round, An(i
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NoTS. — Ttis song was written by thoughts suggested from the following narrative ; — " A beautiful incident occurred in s family near the city of New York a short time since. A son, some eight or nine years of sge, laid very ill, and bail been so for fomi days, when a little brother, some six or seven years old, came into the house, and said to his mother. 'Alle (the sick brother/ is going avny where we can't see hira. He is going to heaven ; two little angels came and told me ho was going, but ha woiiUl come back and see rae after he went away.' In a day or two Alte's spirit took its departure. His little brotber supposed be hnd 'leparted bodily. Previous t<i the funeral, the father took tlie child into the room to see the body, and explain to him hit misiuke. Entering the room, he exclaimed, ' Oh, there's Alle ; the little augeU told me he would come back ai\d sua am.' "_ ^
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Little cliildrei:, love the Saviour, Turn your wayward hearts to him, lie will guide you, he will lead you
I). C. Ke'll protect, and love, and bless you, Far away from mortal vision Lies a land celestial bright, MTiere a band of white-robed seraphs
D. C. For God shields his precious childrea
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Thro' life's pathway, dark and dim ; Lean on him when you are weary. He'll support you with fond care ; For like you his an - gels are. Chase a-way the shades of night ; Where ne'er comes a thought of evil To disturb the ho - ly calm ; From all fear of troubling harm.
Jesns died for you, dear children,
Died that you might happy be ; That you might from sin and anguish
Be at last for ever free. Can you, will you slight his goodness.
Walk in sinfial pleasure's ways ? And forget 3'our rlaily duties,
Oflfcririg l\im your prayers and praise.
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Oh! there's joy in rightly doing.
Never found in vice or sin ; Then obey the risen Saviour,
If a heme in heaven you 'd win. Eead the Bible : it will point you
To bright scenes of hliss on high. Where there's rest for ali the weary,
And our loved ones never die.
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The children of the earth ; He lifted up His hands and blessed
The babes of human birth. So shall He be to us, our God,
Our gracious Saviour, too : TTie scenes ■we tread his footsteps trod,
The paths of youth he knew.
He at a mother's breast was fed, The' God's own son was He,
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On us with glances mild ; The angels of his presence yearn
To bless the little child. Sing to the Lord the children's hymn.
His gentle love declare, "Who bends amid the Seraphim,
To hear the children's prayer.
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COME, YE CHILDREN AND ADORE HIM.
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On this holy day of gladness.
We will join in praises meet ; Every bosom free from sadness —
All with happiness replete. Oh to feel the love of Jesus I
Oh to know that from above, Still our heavenly Father sees U8
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Teacheijs. Dearest children, now adore him ;
Swell aloud the joyful strain : Let the nations bow before him —
Echo back the notes again. While he will accept the praises.
E'en from every heart aud tongue, Those to him an infant raises,
Still are sweetest of the song.
Children. Lord of all, our heart's oblation
Now ascends to thee alone ; We would come, with all the nation.
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Join in hjrmning forth thy praise. Who, for our redemption, shows ua
All the riches of his grace.
Teaghees axd Children. Praise to thee, O Lord, for ever f
Gladly now we all unite ; Praise to thee. O Lord, the giver.
Blessed Lord, of life and light I Ransomed nation, spread the story;
Resued people, ne'er give o'er, AU his grace and all his glory.
Oh proclaim for evermora.
5SAR FATHER, EEE WE PART.
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The fondest ties Hiiist end, — Our own Ino^;t cherished hopes To dpath's o<ilrl band must bend. The f lirest flowers in all their bloom. Must soon lie withered in the tomb.
4. Then, when our spirits leave These tenements of clay. May they to God who gave. Ascend, in endless day. And sing with parents, teachers, friends That anthem sweet whicli never ends.
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VITAL SPARK OF HEAVENLY FLAMK
Poetry by Alexander Topk.
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A FUNERAL HYMN.
Music by IIonAcs Wateiw,
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1. Vit - al spark of heavenly flame. Quit, oh quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, lingering, fly-ing —
Quit, oh quit this mortal frame. Trembling, hoping, lingering, fly-ing
Oh, the pain, the bliss of dy-ing ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife. And let me languish in-to life.
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" Sister spirit, come away ;" What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight. Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, caa this be death ?
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By the Sa - viour, ■\i'heti on Shouts of yotith-fnl praise had
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1. O'ek the gloomy hills of darkness. Look, my soul — be still and gaze ;
See the promises advancing To a glorious day of gi'aee 1
Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning dawn I
2. Let the dark, benighted pagan. Let the rude barbarian, see
That divine and glorious conquest
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Once obtained on Calvary,
Let the gospel Loud resound from pole to pole.
3. Fly abroad, thou mighty gosjiel; Win and conquer — never cease : May thy lasting, wide doraiuious Multiply, and still increase ;
Sway the sceptre, Savionr, all the wurld around t
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Tray our fears, Let cv - ery trembling thougvit be gone; the lieavouly race, And put a clieerful coni-ago ou. the might- y God, That feeds the strength of ov - ory suiut:
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THE OBJECT 1. "WnT have we lips if not to sing The praises of our heavenly King? ■\Vhy have we hearts, if not to love Our Father and our Friend above?
. "Why were our curious bodies made, And every part in order laid '? V/by but that each of us might stand A living wonder from his hand ?
. "Wliy have we souls, if no* to know The God from whom our mercies flow? Sure this can never be crnr lot, Like senseless brutes, to know him net.
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4. Why have we life ? — ^if not to g;iin Immortal life, 'tis worse than vain : This is the end from which 'twas given Wo live on earth, to live in heaven.
5. WTiy did the Saviour leave the sky. Hang on a cross, pnd bleed, and die ? And why are kind persuasions sent To call and win us to repent ? — •
6. Surely it is — that robed in white. And made well-pleasing in his sight. Our souls may join the happy throng, An-J aiw thfi pverJa-^tinu- nctij^
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Tune. DuANE Street. L. 51.
1. A rooit, «:iyf.irinfj man of grief
Hit'.ti often cro-ibfd me on my way, Who s;ie<J so humbly for relief.
That I could never answer Nay. J had not power to ask Ills name, ■Whither hi; went, or whenee he came, Yet ilifre was something in his eye That won my love, 1 knew not why.
2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered ; not a word he spake ; Just perishing for want of bread,
1 gave him all ; he blessed it, brake, And a', e, but. gave nie part agatn. Mine was an angel's port. on then ; And whde I fed with eager haste. The crL!.<t was manna to my taste.
3. I spied him where a fountain burst
Clear from tlie rock ; his strength was gone The heedless water mocked his tliirst.
He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran an'l raised the sufferer I'lp ; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped, and returned it running o'er, 1 drank, and never thirsted more.
4. 'Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew
A wintry hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew
To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest ; Laid him on mine own couch to rest ; Then made the e.xrth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed.
5. Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death,
I fonnii him by the highway side ; I roused his pulse, brought back his brerth,
Revived his spirit, and supplied "Wine, iiil, refreshment, he was healed. I had, myself a wound concealed : But, from that hour, forgot the smart, And peace bouuU„'ik my brokea heart.
6. In prison I saw lam next, condemned
To nieel a traitor's doom at morn ; The tide ot lying tongues 1 stemmed,
And honored him 'niid shame and scorn. My friendship's utmost zeal to try. He asked i( I for hun would die ; The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill. Bit.* tbe free spirit cried, " 1 will."
7. Then, in h. rpoment, to my view
The strange; started from disguise ; The tokens in his .'lands 1 knew ;
My .Saviour stood before my eyes ! He spake, and my poor name he named; '' Of me thou hast not been ashamed ; These deeds shall thy memorial be : Fsar not ; thou did'st it unto me."
Tune, Windham. L. M.
1. Jesus, and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee ! Ashamed of thee whom angels praise. Whose glories shine thro' endless days.
2. Ashamed of Jesus I sooner far Let evening blush to own a star : He sheds the beam of light divme O'er this benighted soul of mine.
3. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! Mol when I blush, be this my shame. That I no more revere his name.
4. Ashamed of Jesus I yes, I may When I've no guilt to wipe away; No tear to wipe, no good to crave ; No fear to quell, no soul to save.
5. Till then— nor is mv boasting vain- TiU then 1 boast a Saviour slam! And o'l! may this my glory be. That Christ is not ashamed of me.
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SELECTED HYMNS
Tune, Rest. L. M.
1. Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep I From which none ever wake to weep ; A calm and anilisti.irbed repose, Unbroken by tlie last of foes.
2. Asleep in Jesus ! 0 how sweet To be for such a sluiiiber meet I With holy confidence to sing That death has lost its cruel sting.
3. Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest. Whose waking is s\ipreraely blest ; No fear, no woe shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power.
4. Asleep m Jesus ! O for me !May such a blissful refuge be ; Securely shall rny aslies'lie, Waiting the summons from on high.
5. Asleep in Jesus! far from thee
Thy kindred and tlieir graves may be ; But there is stiU a blessed sleep, From which none ever wake to weep.
Tarn, Ward. L. M.
1. Behold a stranger at the door ;
He gently knocks — lias knocked before, Has waited long — is waiting still — You treat no otlier friend s« ill.
2. Oh! lovely attitude— He stands With melting heart and loaded hands ; Oh! matchless kindness — and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes. ■
3. But will He prove a friend indeed ? He will — the very Friend you need: The Fri'.-nd of sinners — yes, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Calvary.
4. Rise, touched with gratitude divine. Turn out His enemy and thine ; That soiil-ilestroying monster, sin,—
.-^id let the heavenly Stranger in.
5. Admit him, ere his anger bfir«— His feei, departed, ne'er return; Admit Him, or the hour's at hand You'll at his door rejected stand.
Tnne, Ward. L. M.
1. Say, sinner 1 hath a voice within
Oft whispered to thy secret soul. Urged thee to leave the ways of sin. And yield thy heart to God's control.
2. Sinner! It was a heavenly voice, —
It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better choice. And haste to seek in Christ thine all.
3. Spurn not the call to life and light ;
Regard, in tune, the warning kind ; That call thou may'st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find.
4. God's Spirit will not always st'ive
With iiardened, self-destroying man; Yli who persist His love to grieve, May not hear his voice again.
5. Sinner! perhaps, this very day.
Thy last accepted time may be : Oh ! should'st thou grieve Him now away. Then hope may never beam on thee.
Tune, Old Hundred. L. M.
1. From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Let the Redeemer's (iraise be sung, Thro' every land, by every tongue.
2. Eternal are thy mrrcips. Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word ;
Thy name shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
3. In every land begin the song :
In every land the strains bcjoncr ; In cheerful sounds all vmicps raisR, And fill the world with loudest pr:i;.se.
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To mansions in the skies, I '11 hid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes. 2. Should earth against my sonl engage.
And fiery darts be hurled. Then I can sniil« at Satan's rage.
And face a froirijing world.
Let cares like a wild deluge come. And storms of sorrows fall ;
May I but safely reach my home. My God, my heaven, my all.
4. There I shall hathti'my weary soul
In servs of heavenly rest, And not a wave of troutilr roll
Across my peaceful breasit.
SELECTED HYMNS
Tune, AxTiocn. C. M.
1. Jot to the world 1 the Lord is come I
Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room-, And heaven and nature sing.
2. Joy to the world ! the Saviour reignel
Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy,
5. No more let sin and sorrow ^ow,
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 righteousncBS, And wonders of his love.
Tune, Fountain. C. M.
1. TiiEEE is a fountain filled with blood.
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 Ids day. And there would I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.
3. Dear, dying Lamh ! thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power. Till all the ransomed church of God 15o saved, to sin no more.
4. F/er since by faith I sc.-w the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply ; ReileemiTig love has been my theme. And shall be till I die.
6. Tlifu in a nobler, sweeter song,
I '11 sing thy power to save ; When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.
Tune, CouoNATioy. C. M-
1. All hail the power of Jesus' namel
Let angels prostrate faii ; Bring forth the royal diadem. And crown him Lord of all!
2. Ye chosen seed of Israel's race.
Ye r.insomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his graoe^ And crown him Lord of all. 8. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your triumphs at his feet. And crown him Lord of all. 4. Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To him all m;ijeity ascribe. And crown him Lord of all. 6. O that, with yonder sacred throng, AVe at his feet may fall; We'll join the eveilustjtig song, And crown him Lord of all.
Time, Naoml C. M.
1. THFJtE is a dear and hallowed spot
Oft present to my eye — By saints it ne'er can bo forgot— That place is Calvary.
2. Oh, what a scene was there displayed
Of love and agony. When our Redeemer bowed his head, And died on Calvary 1
3. When fainting under guilt's dread load.
Unto the cross I fly ; And trust the merit of that blood Which flowed on Calvary.
4. Whene'er I f»'el temptation's power.
On Jefus I'll rely ; And, in the sharp. couflioUng hour. Repair to Calvar.^, _
SELECTED HYMNS.
Tujw. Hasville. C. M.
1, See thi; kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands
With ill-engasiiiK charms ; Hark ! how he calls the leader lambs, And folds them iu his arras. t. Permit them to approach, he crios. Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as tbese. The Lord of angels came.
3. He'll lead as to the heavenly streams
Where living waters flow ; And guide us to the fruitful fields ^7here trees of knowledge grow.
4, The feeblest lamb amidst the flock
Shall be its Shepherd's care ;
While folded in the Saviour's arms
We 're safe from every snare.
rujia, Woodstock. C. M. L I LOVE to steal awhile away From every cumbering care. And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer.
2, I love in solitude to shed
The penitential tear ; And all his promises to plead When none but God is near.
3, I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore; And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore.
4, I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter .scenes in heavon; Thf prospect does my strength renew While bore by tempests driven.
5, Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er.
May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, ▲ad Uuid to endless day.
Tune, Hasville. C. M.
1. Tikshe's not a tint that paints the rnso.
Or decks tlie lily fair ; Oi- streaks the humblest flower that bl(?ir% But God has placed it there.
2. There's not of grass a single blade.
Or leaf of loveliest green. Where heavenly skill is not displayed, And heavenly wisdom seen.
3. There's not a star whose twinkling light
Shines on the distant earth. And cheers the silent gloom of night, But Heaven gave it birth.
4. There 's not a place on earth's vast round.
In ocean's deep, or air. Where skill and wisdom are not fonnd. For God is every where.
5. Around, beneath, below, above,
Wherever space extends, There God displays his boundless love, And power with mercy blends.
Tune, Avon. C. M. I. How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 111 a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
2. It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And ca'ms the troubled breast; 'Tis maiiua to the hungry soul. And for the weary, rest.
3. By thee my prayers acceptance gain.
Although with sin defiled ; Satan accuses mo in vain. And I am owned a child.
4. Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring.
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In all our little palaces Prosperity abound.
2. God scorns not humble things ;
Here, though the proud despise, The children of the King of kings
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Tune, Laban. S. M.
Awake, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, every heart and every tongue
To praise the Saviour's name.
2. Sing of his dying love ;
Sing of his rising power; Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore.
3. Sing on your heavenly way.
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; Sing on, leioicing every day In Christ the exalted King.
4. Soon we shall hear him say,
'•Ye blessed children, come ;"
Soon will he call us hence away,
And take his wanderers home.
5. Soon shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim ; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Muses and the Lamb.
Tune, BoYLSTori. S. M.
1. Blest be the tie that binds •
Our hearts in Chrislian 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 mutnal burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
4. When we asunder part
It gives us inward pain. But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
5. This glorious nope revives
Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives. And longs to see the day.
6. From sorrow, toil, and pain.
And sin we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Tlirough all eternity.
Tune. Lenox. H. M.
1. Again we meet, 0 Lord,
Again we (ill this place. To ht-ar thy holy word.
To ask thy promised grace. To thank thee for the gifts we share, The children of thy love and care.
2. Grant us the listening ear.
The understanding lieart, The mind and will sincere,
To choose the better part. To take the learner's lowly seat. And gather wisdom at thy feet.
3. Through this, and every day.
Teach us thy paths to tread; Nor let our feet astray
By Satan's wiles be led ; But keep us in the narrow road. The road to glory and to God.
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1. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
Fill our hearts with love and peace, Let us each, thy love possessing.
Triumph in redeeming grace. Oh I refresh us, oh! refresh us.
Traveling thro' this wilderness.
2. Thanks we give, and adoration.
For the gospel's joyful sound, May the fruit of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abciund ; May thy presence, may tiiy presence
With us evermore be found. '<
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1. Sweet is the time of spring, When nature's charms ap - pear; The birds vtun ceaseless
2. Sweet is the dawn of day, When light just streaks tiie sky ; When shades and darkness
3. Sweet is the ear- ly dew, Which gilds '.he mountain tops. And decks each plant aDi
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7Vn«, Lebanon. S. M. Double. L I WAS a wanderina; sheep,
I did not love the fold ': I did not love my Father's voice,
I woulii not be controlled, I wai a wayward child,
I did not love my home, I did not love mv Shepherd's voice,
1 loved afar to rojun. 2. The Shepherd sought his sheep.
The Father sought his child ; They followed me" o'er vale and hill,
O'er deserts waste and wild ; They found me nigh to death,
Famished, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with ihe bands of love,
They saved the wandering one. 3- Jesus, my Shepherd is,
'Twas he that loved my soul, 'Twas he that washed me in his blood,
'Twas he that made me vvhole. 'Twas he that souglit the lost,
That found the wandering sheep, 'Twas he that broue;ht me to the fold,
'Tis he that still doth keep. 4. No more a wandering sheep,
I love to be controlled ; I love my tender Shepherd's voice,
I love the peaceful fohi ; No more a wayward child,
I seek no more to roam, I love my heavenly Father's voice,
I love, I love his home.
Tune, Lebanon. S M. Double. 1. How beauteous are their feet,
Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues.
And words of peace reveal. How charmms; is their voite !
How sweet their tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King,
He TQigas and Iriumphs here."
3. now happy are onr ears,
Th.it hear the joyful sound. Which kings and prophets waited for,.
And sought, but never found. How- blessed are our eyes.
That se '^is heavenly light [ Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
2. The watchmen join their voioe.
And tnnefiil notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy ! O God, make bare Thine arm
Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
Tunf, Lebanon. S. M. Double.
1. I WANT a heart to pray.
To pray and never cease ; Never to murmur at Thy stay,
Or wish my sufferings less. This blessing, above all, —
Always to piay — 1 want ; Out of the deep on Thee to call.
And never, never faint.
2. I want a true regard,
A single, steady aim, — Unmoved by threat'ning or myvard.
To Thee and Thy great namel A jealous, just concern.
For Thine immortal praise, A pure desire that all may learn
And glorify Tiiy grace.
3. I rest upon Thy v/ord.
The promise is for me , My succor and salvation, Lord,
Shall suj"ely come from Thee , But let me still abide.
Nor from my hope remove. Till Thou my patient spirit guide
Into Thy ijerfect love.
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native coi'in - try 1 thee, Land of the no - ble free. Thy name I love; I love thy
nui-s-lc swell the breeze. And sing from all the trees Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal fathers' Godl to thee, Author of Li-ber-ty! To thee we sing; Long may our
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"Praise ye his name!" Angels his love adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; Saints, sing for evermore,
"Worthy the Lamb!"
S. Join, all the ransomed race, Our Lord and God to blees, trasse ye his name.
In hira we wih rejoice, ' Making a cheerful noise.
Shouting, with heart and Toice, " Worthy the Lamb I"
3. Soon must we change our place, Yet will we never cease
Praising his name ; Still will we tribute bring; Hail him our gr.icious King; And, through all ages, sing " Worthy the Lamb.?"
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2. What have I gained by sin. he said,
But hunger, shame, and fear : My father's house abounds in bread,
while I am starving here. I'll not die here, ikc.
3. I'll go and tell him all IVe done.
Fall down before his face, Unworthy to be called his son,
ru seek a servant's place. Ill not die here, ic. •4. His father saw him coming back,
He saw, he ran, he smiled . And threw his arms aroond the neok
Of his rebellious child. I'll die no more, &c.
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5. O father, I have sinned, forgive — Enough, the father said :
Rejoice, my tiouse, my son's alive.
For whom I iiuiiirued as dead. I'll die no more. &c.
6. Now let the fatted calf be slain, And spread the news arimnd I
My son was dead, and lives again,
Was lo.il but now is found. I'll die no more, ic. Tis thu.s the Lord his love reveals.
To (-all poor sinners home. More than a father's love he feele, .Vnd welcomes all that i-ume I I'll die no more, <tc.
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Let us now a blessing seek, "Waiting in his courts to day,—
Dfly of all th'S week the best,
Emb'''m of eternal rest.
2. 'While we seek supplies of grace.
Through the dear Redeemer's name. Show thy reconciling face,
Take away our sin and shame ; From our worldly cares set free, May we trust, this day, in thee.
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1. Soon will set the Sabbath sun, Soon the sacred day be gone ; But a sweeter rest remains. Where the glonwus Saviour reigns.
2. Pleasant is the Sabbath bell. Seeming much of joy to tell ; Kind our teachers are to-day, In the school we love to stay.
3. But a music, sweeter far. Breathes where angei spirits are ;
Higher far than earthly strains, Where the rest »f God remains.
4. Shall we ever rise to dwell Where immortal praises swell? And can children ever go Where eternal Sabbaths glow T
5. Yes : — that rest our own may be, All the good shall Jesus sec ; For the good a rest rernamr;, Where the glorious Saviour reigns.
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2. Watchman, lell us of the night,
Higher yet that star ascends ; Traveler, bles.-sedness and light,
Peace and truili its course portends ; Watchman, will us beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler, ages are its own :
See, It bursts o"er all the earth 1
3. Watchman, tell us of the night.
For the darkness seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight,
Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease ;
Hie thee to thy quiet home : — Traveler, lo ! the Prince of Peace,
Lo I the Son of God is come '
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Precious treasure! thou art mine! Mine, to tell me whence I came ; Mine, to teach me what I am.
2. Mine, to chide me when I rove ; Mine, to show a Saviour's love ; Mine, art thou to guide my feet. Mine, to judge, condemr., acquiw
3. Mine, to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine, to show, by living faith, Man Clin triumph over death.
4. Mine, to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom ; Oh, thou precious book divine. Priceless treasure 1 thou art mine!
Tune, Setmour. 7s. 1. Softly fades the twilight ray Of the holy Sabbath day ; Gently as life's setting sun, Wh-jh tha Cliristian's course is run.
3. Night her solemn m-antlc .spreads O'er the earth as daylight tades , All things tell of calm reposs At the holy Sabbath's close.
3. Peace is on the world abroad ; 'Tis the holy peace of God — Symbol of the peace within, When the Spirit rests from sin.
4. Still the Spirit linger!* near, Where the evening worshiper. Seeks communion with the skies, Pressing onward to the prize.
5. Saviour, may our Sabbaths be Days of peace and joy in Thee, Till in heaven our souls repose. Where the Sabbaths ne'er shall clos«i
Tune, Onitia.. 73. 1 Saviour, may a little child
Through thy grace be reconciled. Who can feel indeed within Much of evil, much of sin 1
2. Yes, thou said'st, and fhat 's my plea, " Suffer such to come to me ;
Turn no little child away, Heaven is fill'd with such as they."
3. Saviour! to thine arms I fly. Ere my childhood passes by ; In thy fear my years be past. Whether first, or midst, or last.
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1. All ye nations, praise the Lord !
All ye lands, your voices raise ;
Heaven and earth, with loud accord.
Praise the Lord — forever praise !
2. For his truth and mercy stand.
Past, and present, and to be. Like the years of hi.s right hand. Like his own eternity.
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1. Jesus, high in glory,
Lend a listening car ; Wiien we bow before thee. Infant praises hear.
2. Though thou art so holy,
Heavpn's almighty King, Thou wilt eioop to listen Whea thy praiso we sing.
3. Save us. Lord, from sinning,
Watt«b.iis day by day ; Help us ft^w to love thee. Take our sins away.
4. Then, wlien Jesuis calls us
To our he-iv^nly home. We would gladly answer, " Saviour, Lord ! wccomel"
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1. O comp, children, come to the Saviour to - day ; Come, for all things are ready, O haste ye a-way:
•2. He invites yon to come, to liis words now attend ; lie calls yet in love — lie's the children's best Friend :
3. He died that the Bouls of the children might live — He lives now in glory their prayers to receive ;
4. The Spirit says, " Come," his gentle voice hear ; To-day pray for pardoa whila Je - sub ianear:
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Beautiful palms the conquerors show ; Beautiful robes the ransomed Wear, Beautiful all who enter there ; Thither 1 press with eager feet. There shall my rest be long and sweet
Bcautifiil throne of Christ our King, Beautiful sonfxs the jvnsrels sinj,', Beautiful rest, all wanderings cease. Beautiful home of perfect peace. There shall my eyes the Saviour See, Uaste to this heavenly home with me.
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8. There let the way appear, I Steps unto I heaven ; All that thou sciidest me.
In I mercy | given ; Angels to I beckon | me Kearer, my ( God, to J thee,-" fearer to I TUee 1
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I Bright with thy | praise, Out sf my stony griefs,
I Bethel I'll | raise ; 8o by my | woes to | be Nearer, my | God, to | thee, Nearer to | Thee I
5. Or if on joyful wing, I Cleaving the | sky.
Sun, moon, and stars forg»t, I Upward I I fly ; Still all my | Song shall | be, Nearer, my | God, to | thee, Nearer to | Tli«c 1
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1. Oh, when shall I see Je - sns, And reign with him a - bove, And from that flow -fng
2. Through grace, I am dc - ter - mined To con - q^jgr, though I die, And then a - way to 3 And it you meet with trou - bles And Ui • all ob your way, Then cast your care on
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'Pane, WEBn. 7s & 6s. Double.
1. Now br! the gospel banner
In every laTid uiif'Tled; And be the shout, llosannal
Re-ech»e(l through the vorld: Tin every isle and nation,
Till every tribe and tongue Receive the great salvation,
And jolu the happy throng.
2. What though the embattled legions
Of earth a.i^, iicll combine? His arm throughc iH their regions,
Shall soon resp -.ndent shiae; Ride on, O Lord, ■. ictorious;
Imraanuel, Prin eof Peace, Thy triumph shall be glorious ;
Thy empire shall increase.
3. Yes, thon shalt reign forever,
O Jesus, King of kings ; Thy light, thy love, thy favor,
Each ransomed captive sings; The isles for thee are waiting,
The deserts learn thy praise ; The hills and valleys greeting,
The song responsive raise.
Tune, Missioif AET Hymn. 7s <fc 6s. Double.
1. To Thee, my God and Saviour,
My heart exulting springs. Rejoicing in thy favor,
Almighty King of kings ; I'll celebrate thy glory.
With all the saints above, And tell the wondrous story
Of thy redeeming love.
?. Soon as the morn ivith rosea Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun rsposea Upon the ocean's breast,
My voice in supplicatfen, Jehovah, thou shalt hear.
Oh I grant me thy salvation, And to my soul draw near.
8. By thee, through life supported,
I pass the dangerous road. With heavenly hosts escorted
Up to their bright abode ; There cast my crown before thee.
My toils and conflicts o'er, And day and night adore thee—
What can an angel more ?
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1. Go when the morning shineth.
Go when the moon is bright, Go when the eve declineth,
Go in the hush of night ; Go with pure mind and feeling.
Drive earthly thoughts away, And, in thy closest kneeling.
Do thou in secret pray.
2. Remember all who love thee.
And who are loved by thee; Pray, too, for those who hate tbee.
If any such there be ; Then, for thyself, in meekness,
A blessing humbly claim. Arid blend with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's name.
3. Or if 'tis e'er denied thee
In solitude to pray. Should holy thoughts come o'er thee,
When friends are round thy way, E'en then the silent breathing.
Thy spirit raised above. Will reach his throne of glory,
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Tune, MI68IONAEY Hymn. Ts & Ts. Peculiar.
1 Prom Greenland's icy mountains,
From India' s coral strand, _ ■Vniere Africa's sunny fountains
LeU down their golden sand ; Irom m^tlV an ancient river,
f lom many a palmy plam, Tliey call us to deliver _
Tkeir land from error s chain.
2 What though the spioy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon s isle, Though every prospect pleases.
And only man Is vile? In vaVn vith lavish kindness
Tne gifts of God are strown: The heathen, in his blindness. Bows down to wood and stone. 8. Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on higli, Shall we, to men benighted,
The lamp of life deny? Salvation! O salvation 1
The joyful sound proclaim, Till eartli's remotest nation Has learued Messiah s name I 4. Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory.
It spreads from pole to pole . TUl o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb, for sinners slain, K«deemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Tune, Ariel. C. P. M. WOTH tbon, my righteous J^^ge f alt come • To^e thy ransomod people home, ShaU I among them stand? Rhall such a worthless worm as I, ^ho sometimes am.afraid to die. Be found at thy nisht haudf
2i bieSt saviour, grant it, by thy grace. Bo thou my only hiding-place.
In this, the accepted day ; Thy pardoning voiw, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear ; lior let me fall, I pray. 3 And when the archangel's trump shaU sound, ■ Let me among thy saints be found, Tosee thy smiling face _; Then, in triumphant strains I 11 sing, _ While hc-avou's rcsoundinar mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace.
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1 GusniNO so bright in the mornmgl.ghfc. Gleams the water in yon fountain ; As purely, too, as the early dow_ That "ems the distant mountain.
Then drink your fill of the grateful nil.
And leave the cup of sorrow ; _ Tl^iigh it shine to-night in its gleammg light, 'Twill sUnsthee on the morrow.
2 Quietly glide in their silvery tide, ' The brooks from rocks to valley ; ^„„.
And the flaehing streams, in the broad suubeamB, Like a bannered army rally. Then drink, etc.
S. Touch not the wine, though brigMr i* Bbine, When nature to man has given A gift so sweet, his Wants to meet, A bev'i'age that flows from heaVea. Then drink, etc.
4 Not only here of the water clear, Is God the lavish giver; But when we rise to yonder skies wl'll drink of liffi-s bright nvef. Theadi-i** et«.
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heart tboa seek Him,
I<ed me far from God.
Plea-sare turned to pain.
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5. 1/ '7c<i would speak to me,
And say he was my Friead, How happy would 1 be I
O, how would I attend 1 The smallest sin I then should fear If God Almighty were so near.
3. And does he never speak ?
O yes ! for in his word He liiJs me come and seek The GoJ whom Samuel heard. In almost every page I see The God of Samuel calls to me.
4. And I, beneath his care.
May safely rest my head ; 1 know that God is there,
To guard my humble bed ; And every sin I well may fear. Since GoJ Almighty is so near.
6. Like Samuel, let me say,
Whene'er 1 read his woid, " Speak. Lord, 1 would obey The voice that Samuel heard ;" And when I in thy house appear. Speak, for thy servant waits to hear.
Tune, PiSGAH. 8s, 7s & 4s.
1. Children, hear the melting story
or I he Lamb that once was slain, 'Tis the Lord of life and glory ; Shall he plead with you in vain ?
O receive hira, And salvation now obtain.
2. Yield no more to sin and folly,
So displeasing in his sight ;
Jesns loves (he pure and holy, —
'I'hey alone are his delight :
Seek his favor, A ad your hearts to liim unite.
3, All your sins to Him confessing, Who is ready to forgive ; Seek the Saviour's richest blessing, On his precicrus name believe;
He IS waiting ; Will you not his grace receive t
Tune, PiSQAH. 8s, 7s & 4s.
1. In the vineyard of onr Father,
Daily work we find to do ; Scattered gleanings we may gather, Though we are but young and few :
Little clusters' Help to fill the garners, too.
2. Toiling early in the morning.
Catching moments through the day. Nothing small or lowly scoinmg, So along our path we stray ;
Gathering gladly Free-will oft'enngs by the way.
3. Not for selfish praise or glory.
Not for objects nolhini< worth — But to send the blessed story Of the Gospel o'er tlie earth —
'Telling mortals Of our Lord and Saviour's birtk.
4. Up and ever at our calling.
Till m death our lips are dumb; Or till — sin's dominion falling — Christ shall, in his kingdom, come.
And his children Reach their everlasting home.
5. Steadfast, then, in our endeavor.
Heavenly Father, may we be ; And f»rever, and forever, We will give the praise to thee.
Hallelujah 1 Singiag, all eternity.
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1 While the billows near rne roll. While the tempest siill is higli; j Hide me, O my Saviour, hide.
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Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, O leave me not alone ;
Still support and comfort me ; All my trust on thee is stayed;
All my lielp from thee I bring j Cover ray defenseless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3. Thon, O Christ, art all I want ;
More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fTlli»n, cheer the faint, Heal ■.h'; sict, and lead the blind.
Just ancl holy Is thy name ;
1 am all itnnghteousness; False and full of sin I am ;
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4. Plenteous grace with thee is found,-
Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healmg streams abound ;
Make and keep ine pure within. Thou of life the fountain art;
Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up wjllnn my heart
Else to all eternity.
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Tune, Wesley. Ts. 8 hnes.
1. Children o( the heavenly King, As ye joDrney, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy jiraise, Glorious in his works and ways. Ye are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now, and ye 8oon their happiness shall see.
i. Shout, ye little flock, and, blest, You near Jesus' throne shall rest ; There your seats are now prepared, There your kingdom and reward. Lord! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below, Only thou our Leader be. And we stiU will follow thee.
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1. Palms of glory, raiment bright,
Crowns that never fade away, Gird and deck the saints in light, Priest* and kings and conquerors tti«y.
2. Yet the conquerors bring their palms
To the Lamb amidst the throne, And proclaim, in joyful psalms. Victory through his cross alone.
3. Kings for harps their crowns resign.
Crying, as they strike the chords, " Take the kingdom — it is thine, King of kings, and Lord of lords!"
4. Who are these 7 — on earth they dwelt.
Sinners once of Adam's race : Guilt and fear and sufTcring felt. But were saved by sovereign grace.
5. They were nBortal. too. like ns ;
Ah ' when we. lil<e thrrti, shall die, Miy our smils, translate<i thus, TriuinpU ^, and shine on high f
Tune, Benevento. 7s. 8 lines.
1. While, with ceaselcBS course, the sun
Hasted through the former year. Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here. Fixed in thsir eternal state,
They have dune with all below; We a little longer wait :
But how little, none can know.
2. As the winged arrow fl;es.
Speedily the mark to (iiid ; As the lightning, from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind:— Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward. Lord, our spirits raise ;
All below is but a dream.
3. Thanks for mercies past, receive,
Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live
With eternity in view. Bless thy word to young and old ;
Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And, when life's short tale is told.
May we dwell with thee above.
Tune, Martyn. 7s. 8 lines.
1. Mary, to tlie Saviour's tomb.
Hasted at the early dawn ; Spice she brought, and sweet perf^iHie,
But the Lord she loved had gone. For awhile she lingering stood.
Filled with sorrow and surprise ; Trembling, while a crystal flood
Issued from her weeping eyes.
2. But her sorrows quickly fled,
When she heard his welcome voice; Christ had risen from the dead ;
Now he bids her heart rejoice : What a change his word can make.
Turning darkness into day ! Ye who weep for Jesus' sake.
He will wipe your tears away
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cross the wav«. Our dis - tant home dis-cern -ing ; For now we stand, &c.
courage bold, "'There's g!o-rv on the mor - row ;" For now we stand, <fec.
in the skies — There is cur home for-ev - er ; For now we stand, &c.
o - ver ; And, just be-fore the shining shore We may almost dis - co - ver.
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When my heart it believed,
What a joy it received, What a heavea ia Jesus' namo
3. Twas a heaven beiow My Redeemer to know,
And the augels could do nothiag more
Tlian to fall at his feet.
And the story repeat. And th** lover of sinners adore.
4. Jesus, all the day long, Was my joy and my song ;
Oh 1 that all liis salvation might see ; He hath loved me, I cried. He hath suffered and died.
To redeem such a rebel as me.
5. Oh 1 the rapturous height Of that hol^ delight
Which I felt m the life-giving blood I
Of my Saviour possessed,
I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the "oodness of God.
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Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken. Chose thee for his own abode.
2. On the Rock of Ages founded,
Who can shake her sure repose? With salvation's wall surrounded, She can smile at all her foes.
3. See the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply her sons and daughters, And the fe»r of want remove ;
4. Who can faint while such a river
Onward Hows her thirst I' assuage — Grace, which, like the Lord — the Giver, Never fails from age to age.
5. B'*'Jnd each habitation hov'ring,
See the cloud aiul fire appear. For a glory and a covenne, Showing that tha Lord is near.
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D.C. Once he died for your be - haviour, Now he calls you to his charms.
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In his bands ten thousand blessings. Proffered to the wretched poor, <fec.
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See him bleeding, dying, rising. To prepare you heavenly rest ;
Listen, while he kindly calls you, Hear, and be forever blest, Ac.
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Now he has not come to judgment, To condemn your wretched race ;
But to ransom ruined sinners.
And disDlav unbounded gi'aee, <feo.
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Will you plunge in endless darkness, There to bear eternal pain ;
Or to realms of glorious brightness Else, and witJi him ever reij^, <t<j.
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I would not live al- way I thus fettered by sin! Temptation without, and tor- ruption within I
I would not live al- way I no, welcome the tomb! Since Jesus hath lain there 1 dread not its gloom ;
Who,who would liveahvay, a - way from his God — A- way from yon heav- eu, tliat blissful a- bode,
Where the saints of all a - ges in harmony meet. Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet,
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The few kir- id mornings that dawn on ua here Are snough for life's woes — full enough for its cheer. IC'en the rapture of pardon Is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiv - ing with pen - itent tears. There sweet be my rest till he bid me a, - rise. To hail him in tri- umph de - scending the skies. Where tlie rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains. And the noontide of glory e - ter - nal-ly reigns. While the anthems of rapture unceasing- ly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul I
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1. The lord Is my Shepherd, no want shall I know ; ffeed in green pastures, safe folded I rest ;
He leadeth my soul where the stiil waters flow, Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when oppress'd,
2. Thro' tlie valley and shadow of death the' I stray, Since thou art my Guardian, no Ci'il I fear.
Thv rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay, No harm can befall with my Comforter near.
3. In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; With blessings iinmeaf^iired'my cup runneth o'er;
With perfume and oil itioo anointest my head; O, what shall I ask o: thy provulance more ?
4. Let goodness and mercy, ray bountiful God, Still follow my steps till I meet thee above:
I SRek, by the path which my lorefrithers trod, Thro'thc hindof theirsojourn, Ihy kingdom of 1ot«.
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1. We won't Rive up the Bible, God'slioly book of truth, The blessed staff of hoary age, The guide of early yon tb.
2. We won't give up the Bible, For it alone can tell The way to save our ruined souls From beiug sent to bell.
.S. We won't give up the Bible ; But if you force away What is as our own life-blood dear,Westill with joy could say; 4. We won't give up the Bible, We'll shout it far and wide, Until the echo shall be heard Beyond the rolling tide ; _^_* _, _^_
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[us home to God. And it alone can tell us how We can have hopes of heaven, That thro' the Saviour's precious blood Our sins may
[be forgiven. " The words that we have learned while young Shall follow all our days ; For they're engraven on our hearts. And
[still shall guide our ways." Till all shall know that we, tho' young. Withstand each treach'rous art; And that from God's own sacred word
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Save the cross, save the cross. Yes, this my constant theme shall be, Through time and in eternity. That Jesus suffered d-eath for me Ou the cross, on the cross.
S. Let eveiy mourner come and cling To the cross, to the cross.
Let every Christian come nnd sing, Round the cross, round the cross.
Here let tha preacher take his stand.
And with tlie Bible in his hand.
Proclaim the triimiphs of the Lamb, On the cross, ou tl»s cross.
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(WorHs wiitten for the Anniversary of the Brooklyn Sunday-schools in May, 1859, by G. W. Bleeckee.)
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4. When spring with verdure clothes the scene. When suiumiji' brecre* l)low, 'Mid winter's snows and tempests keen, To Sunday school we'll go. — Ohurus,
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Upward thy Spirit's pinions try
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S. Shine on, O Star of love divine. And may our souls' affections twine Around thee as thou movest afar. Star of the twilight, beautiful Start
* By permission of J, II. Hidley, publisher.
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From " Songs for the Sabbath Sobool and Vestry," by permission of Hesut Hott. publiahar.
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ANSWER BY THE TEACHERS. LAST VERSE BY THE "WHOLE SCHOOL.
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And even children may; Oh, let my parents live. Till I a woman grow ; For if they die what eaa A little orphan do ? F«ar not, my child : whatever | ills may | come, 111 not forsake thee, til] I | bring thee | home."
4. Her little prayer was said,
And from her chamber, now, She passed forth with the light
Of heaven upon her brow. " Mother, I 've seen the Lord ;
His hand in mine I felt ; And oh, I heard him say. As by my chair I knelt. Fear not, my child ; whatever | ills may I '11 not forsake thee, till I | bring thee |
I come, home."
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1 I ooglit to love my mother ; — Sho lov'd me lonj? a -go: There i« on esrth no ©th-er That
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Will all be joy to me. Though I can ne'er repay her
For aU her tender ears, I will honor and obey her,
^Ylule God our lives shall ipartt.
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SELECTED HYMNa
ONLY BE SURE OF HEAVEN.
Tune on the 121st page.
1. What though we slumber with the dead.
An hundred years to come ?
What though for us no tears are shed.
An hundred years to come f
Our Saviour slept
In Joseph's tomb, And shall ire fear Its shadowy gloom? Ah, no ! triumphant faith shall sing That death has lost its venom'd sting. Since Christ our Lord has come.
2. Our Father, thou that hearest prayer. Imploring uow we come, O may thy grace each one prepare For death, our eertain doom. Then doubt nor fear
Shall dim that hour. When we shall feel The tyrant's power; But joyful shall our spirits rise, To greet thy coming in the skies. To bring thy children home.
3. All, all who shall in Jesus sleep, An hundred years to come. Not one will ever wake to weep. An hundred years to come. Tlipy only die To live again In worlds of light, With Christ to reign. Then hail, all hail! each passing year Vour rapid flight shall bring ns near To OH r_ Internal homo.
4. 'T is well to die, if this shall be.
An hundred years to come,— • If in that land safo dwellers we.
An hundred yearg to come,— . i
Where sin comes not, ^ ij
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Nor death, to mar '
Our rising joy; Where God away shall wipe all team, And life shall measure endless years
In heaven, our blissful home. j. n. oseooix
THE TEMPERANCE COMPACT.
Tune, " Say, BooTHEns, win, top xeet to*."
Girls. 1. Say, brothers, will you join ub? Say, brothers, will you join n»f Say, brothers, will you join us? The drunkard's child to save? Boys. In the Saviour's name we'll join yon. In the Saviour's name we'll join you, In the Saviour's name we'll join you. The drunkard's child to save.
Boys. 2. Say. sisters, will you join us? Irepeat ttmee.
The drunkard's life {•:> save? Oirls, In the Saviour's name we'll join ycm, ireptat.
The drunkard's life to save.
Boys and Girls.
3. Fathers, motherrs, teachers, join ns, {.repeat.
The drunkard's home to save? Adults, In the Saviour's name we 'U join yon, {repeat. The drunkard's home to save.
Boya and Girls.
4. Neighbors,friends,and strangcr8,joinns,[rfpfa^
The drunkard's soul to save ; AIL Yes ! we '11 swell the blissful chorus, IrepeaL
Whan Christ the lost shall save.
Worts bvW. C. Brown. A HUNDRED YEARS TO COME. Music by i. R. Oaoooo. 121 PSa. Gliding movement.
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A handre^ years to come 7 Who'll tread yon church with williagfeot,
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3 We all within our graves sliall sleep A hundred years to come ; No livinj; soul for us will weep
A hundred years to come ; But other men our lands will till. And others tlieii our btrcets will fill, Wliile other birds will sing as gay. And bright the sun shine as to-day A bundrod years to coai«.
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I LOVE THEE.
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I love thee, I lore thee, I love thee, ray Lord ; I love thee, my Savlonr, I love thee, my God ;
O Je - sus, my Saviour, with thee I am blest 1 My life and sal- va- tion, my joy and my rest;
O, who's like my Saviour ? He's Salem's bright King ; lie smiles, and he loves me, and learns rae to sing;
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SELECTED HYMNS.
THE LIVING REDEEMER. Tune, " Kind Wobds,"
1. Jestts forever lives,
Praise we liis name ; His blood salvation gives. His love proclaim. Once He with pitying eye, Looked on our misery, Baw us condemned to die ; For us He died.
Chorus. — Jesus forever lives.
Ever lives, ever lives, ,." •'"■'*' Jesus forever lives,
Yes, ever lives.
2. Jesus forever reigns,
Crown we our King; His glory wakes the strains ; Saints, angels sing. Though He a babe became, Dwelt in a mortal frame. Bore for us gxief and shame, — Now King He reigns.
Chorus. — Jesus forever reigns, &«.
3. JesuB forever loves ;
Precious His grace 1 Tliose whom He once approves. Lives to His praise. No change of worldly state, No scorn of vile or great. Can his regard abate. Faithful His love 1
Chorus. — Jesns forever loves, &e.
4. Jesns forever saves
Tliose whom Hb loves; Ch'er sorrow's wildest waves His power He proves.
When night is long and drear, \Vlien grief is most severe. He bids us never fear ;
He lives to save.
Chorus. — Jesus forever loves. &n
BBV. H. B. GOWXB.
THE BIBLE AND LIBERTY. For Fourth of July. Tune, " Webb."
1. Once more with hallowed feeKog,
We join the blest employ, Our nation's praises pealing
In songs of festive joy; And back the loud hosanna
t^hall roll from sea to sea. Till mountain and savanna
Re-echo — " We are free."
2. AVe love the Book which liglited
The glow of patriot fires. When Freedom was benighted.
In the bosom of our sires. They shed their blood to save tie, .
And gained our liberty ; But the greatest boon they gave u*
The Bible was made free I S. Onr land is Virtue's dwelling,
Here Science builds her shrine. And happy hearts are swelling
With joy almost divine: And we, in emulation,
Here pledge ourselves to be Tlie guardians of the Nation —
We'll keep the Bible free! 4. Then come, with hallowed feeling.
Join in the blest employ. Our nation's praises pealing
In songs of festive joy. Till back the loud hosanna
Shall roll from sc^a to sea. From mountain and savanna, —
We'll keep the Bible free ! — p.ev. b. vytso.
OH: SEND FORTH THE BIBLE.
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" Fight the good fight of faith,"- ^Yords and Music by Rev. Edwin H. Kevin.
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Die on the field of battle 1
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HSRE WE COME WITH CHEERFUL VOICES. 127
Words and Music by G. H. Allah.
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Waving palms are cast before Him,
Garlands bright perfume the air; Tliousands now in love adore Him,
As He comes triumphant there. " Glory in the highest, glory,"
Swells again thu joyful strain; •'BlisKed is the King," whose story
Mili§ tho beaTBOE, and earth, and matn.
Let us then, with cheerful voices.
Glad the cheerful theme prolong; Echo back till lieaven rtyoices,
Praise in never-ending song; Loving Him above all other
Friends whom dearly now we lovej Son of God, our Elder Brother,
Savioor, King, He reit4«n above !
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REJOICE, or MILLENNIUM.
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8. Eejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming,
Eejoice, rejoice, the Prince of Peace shall reign; And lambs shall with the leopard play, For naught shall harm in Zion's way; Eejoice, rejoice, the promised time is couiing, Eejoice, rejoice, the Prince of Peace shall reign. The sword and spear, of needless worth, Shall prune the tree and plow the earth: And peace shall smile from shore to shore, And nations learn to war no more: Eejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming, Eejoice, rejoice, the Prince of Peace shall reign.
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SELECTED HYMNS.
OH I THE SABBATH MORNIXft. Tune — " Pkaibie Floweu."
1. On! the Sabbath niornlnfr, beautiful and bright, Joj'fuUy we hail its golden light;
All the gloomy shadows chasing far away, Bringing us the pleasant day.
Chorus. Day, calm and holy — day nearest heaven. Day which a Tather's love has giv«n ; Oh! the Sabbath morning! beautiful and bright, Glad we hail its golden light.
2. All the days of labor ended one by one, Glad are we the bIx days' work is done; Glad to have a day of sweet and holy rest, 'T is the day that God has blest,
Day cabn and holy, &c.
8. Let us spend the moments of this holy day. So that when they h.ave all passed away, Sweet 'twill be to think — the quiet Sabbath ev'n Bring us one day nearer heaven. Day, calm and holy, &c.
Tune — NuEEMBriRO.
1. I AM young, but I must die, In my grave I soon shall lie ; Am I ready now to go, If the will of God be so ?
S, Lord, prepare me for my end. To my heart thy Spirit send. Help me, Jesns, thee to love. Take my soul to heaven above.
3. Then I shall with Jesus be Then I sliall my Saviour see ; Xever more to suffer pain, Never more to sin again.
SABBATH SCHOOL FESTIVAL. Tune — " O, COMB let b8 smo."
1. How blest, blest are we. On this our festal evening, Where every heart can share a part
Of joy full and free ; And join to sing, in joyful lays. Our hymn of gratitude and praise, To Him who crowns our days^
How blest, blest are we.
2. While years rush along. May we be ever hastening
To worlds above of light and love.
To join that bright throng ; Oh, may we ever keep the way. That leads to everlasting day. And never, never stray.
While years rush along.
3. Our life glides away. Like silent waters flowing;
And ere we think we reach the brink
Where all launch away ; Then, while its moments wing their ffigM, We '11 spend each one in doing right, Working with all our might,
While life glides away.
4. Oh, Saviour above I
Our humbler prayer accepting, Grant us the grace to spend our days
In joy, peace and love ; And when the scenes of life are o'er. Then take us to yon heavenly shore. Safely, forevermore.
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3 Gather them in front the drunkard's cup, Dryiris; the sources of vigor up ; Gather them in from the scenes of striie; "Jather them in to the way of life,
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4 Gather them in from tlie blow and curse,
Maldng, by cruelty, bad ones I'orso; Gather them in to the geiitlt; rule Of the Christian church and tiie Sabbath-scl: Gladly! Gladly! &c.
5 Gather them in with a burninf; zeal ; Gather them in for the nation's weal ; Gather tl:eiu i;i for the gamer above. Where faith and hojie shall be lost ia W7U.
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OH! I'LL BE A GOOD CHILD.
Words by Rt v. C W. D^xiso.v. , SOLO or DUET.
As sung h]) little Martha Davie
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The weary one will bear •, And thou wilt wash me clean. And lead to pastures green,
"WTiere all the flowers are fair.
4. Till, from the soil of sin,
Cleansed and made pure wilJiin,
Dear Saviour, whose I am. Thou bringest me in love. To thy sweet fold above,
A little, snow-white lamb.
As lung by the children at the Fire Points House of Industry.
SWEETLY SINGING.
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My na - ture is by sin de - filed, Yet Je - bus lores a lit - tie cliild. Happy voic-es, voic- es, voic- es, ringing, Like the songs of an - gels aiound the throne.
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2. How kind is Jesus, 0 how good !
'T was for my soul he shed his blood ; For children's sake he was reviled. For Jesus loves a little child. Sweetly singing, &e.
3. When I offend by thought or tongue, Omit tlie right, or de the "wrong,
If I repent, he 's reconciled, For Jesus loves a little child. Sweetly singing, <tc.
To me may Jesus now impart. Although so young, a gracious heart ; Alas, I 'm oft by sin defiled. Yet Jesus loves a httle child. Sweetly singing, ifcc.
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3. ITymns of praise are rin^nj Through the leafy wood ; Songsters sweetly singirfg, Warble, " Go<J \b good." Warble, w&rble, warble "Gc4 is good,"
4. Wake, and join the ehorus, Child, with sflul endued ; God, whose sraile is o'er us, Evenaore is good.
Ever, ever, evermow-e is good.
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THANKS FOR THE PAST, AND RESOLVES FOR THE FUTURE.
Twie—"' Happy Day."
1. TnE year has fioirn, and we again
In festive joys together meet ; And oil, TO siDK a sweeter strain
Tlian e'er before, our friends to greet. Blessed year, blessed year, To many hearts now gathered here, For they have bathed in Mercy's pool, Led thither by tlie Sabbath School; Blessed year, blessed year, ■^Tiich led us to the Saviour here.
2. God's holy Word has been our guide,
Enlightened by the Spirit's ray; We thus were taught how Jesus died To wash our guilt and sins away. Blessed hour, blessed hour, When first we felt the Saviour's power; And from that Fountain ever full ; Grace overflowed our Sabbath School : Blessed hour, blessed hour. When first we felt the Saviour's power.
3. As in the clear and quiet skies,
tho clustering stars of evening shine. The light of truth upon our eyes Has shone with beams of grace divine-; Blessed light, blessed light. Which led our feet from error's night. And brought us to the heavenly stream Where " living waters" ever gleam, Blessed light, blessed light. Still guide us to its waters bright.
4. Now let us all resolve anew,
That love and zeal shall ne'er grow cool; Bui strive henceforth what each can do,
To make a belter Sabbath School ; Blest employ, blest employ ; Op, earth there is no sweeter joy.
Than, seatsd in the Sabbath School,
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To train the young for Jesus rule. Blest emplo-^ blest employ, We all can share this heavenly joy,
No SORROW THKP.E.
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Tune — " No Soueow Tukue."
1. Come sing to me of heaven.
When I 'm about to die. Sing songs of holj' ecstasy. To waft my soul on high ! Chorus. There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there. In heaven above, where all is lore. There'll be no sorow there.
2. When cold and sluggish drops
Roll off my marble brow, Break forth in songs of joyfulness. Let heaven betjiu below. There'll, &c
3. ■V^'^len the last moments come.
Oh, watch my dying face, To catch the brigh seraphic glow, Wliich in each feature plays. There '11, &c.
4. Then to my raptured ear,
Let one sweet song be given ; Let music charm me last on earth. And greet me first in heaven. There'll, &c.
6. Then close my sightless eyes. And lay me down to rest. And clasp my cold and icy hands. Upon ray lifeless breast. There'll, &c 6. When round my senseless clay. Assemble those I love — Then sing of heaven, delightful heaven. My glorious home above. There'll, .fee. 'The tune "No sorrow there" for sale by the publisKtr* qf this i/(jok. — PrUt, 3 ants.
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1. On - ly a few short months a- po, And we vrera fresh and green, And s\r
2. But now we're changed our pretty dress For d;irk and rus-sct browu; And at
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In love, in faith, and prayer, In looking toward your heavenly home.
Placing your treasure there. In deeds of charity to all
You hare the power to bless : These, when all earthly powers fail,
Will bring you happiness.
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Slo-w. With expeession.
THERE'S SORROW ON THE DEEP.'
Music by J. M. Hbwes. Art. by H. "Watess.
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THE BLIKI) BOY.
Music by A. Ctll. 139
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4. " Dear Mary," gnid the poor blind boy, " That little bird sings very long ; Say, do you see him in his joy. And is he pretty as his song?"
6. " Yes, Pidward, yes," replied the maid,
" I fiee the bird on yonder tree ; "
The poor boy sighed and gently said, —
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7. " Yet I the fragrant flower can smell.
And can feel the green leaf's shade. And I can hear the notes that swell
From those dear birds that God has made.
8. " So, sister, God to me is kind.
Though sight, alas ! he has not given ; But tell me, are there any blind Among the children up in heaven ? "
9. " No, dearest Edward, there all see I
But wherefore ask a thing so odd ? " " O Mary, he's so good to me, I thought X 'c like ti look at God.",
140 WE ARE ON OUR JOURNEY HOME.
Words selected. Music liy M. \V. Wilbow.
We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord is gone ; We shall meet around the throne Where he
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Though clouds rise dark between; Faith views the radiant dome,
And a luster flashes keen From the new Jerusalem, Jerusalem, &c.
3. O thou glory, shining far
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Soon our journey wiU be dona To tlie new Jerusalem. Jei'usulem, &c.
4. O thou holy, hearenly home !
O sweet rest, eternal there 1 When shall all the exiles come.
Where they cease from earthly car*. In the new Jerusalem 1 Jerusalem, &c,
5. O ! our hearts are breaking now
Heavenly mansions, fair to see ; BleHSf'd Lord ! thy heavens bow.
Raise, Oh raise us up to thee. To the new Jerusalem. Jerusalem, &c
NEVER GEIEVE THE SAVIOTR'
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1. A year has flown, -what joys we've seen. How bright with mercies has it been — "We '11 cher •
2. He is oar Cap-tain and our Shield, Armed with his truth we'll nev-er yield, But fight
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JL-Written for the Anniversary of the Children's Prayer-meetiags, Plymouth Sabbath School.
INDEX TO FIRST LINES AND MUSIC.
Lines marked *t are puhlisheai in Sheet Form, 2^1'ici
*tA Ilorae in Glory 8
+A Hundred Years to Come 121
tAnsirer to the Child's Prayer IIT
t Around the Throna of God in Heaven 44
t A Poor, Wayfaring Man of Grief. 7T
t Awake, our Souls, Away our Fears 76
Asleep in Jesus 1 Blessed Sleep ! 78
All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name ! SO
All ye Nations, Praise the Lord 91
Aivake and Sing the Song 83
Acrain we meet, O Lord 83
Blest be the Tie that Binds 83
Behold a Stranger at the Door 78
tEeautiful Zioii 94
*tChanty Ill
tChristian Hero. 126
tConieto the Sabbath SchooL 31
1 Come, let us sing of Jesus 43
tCbildrcn called to Christ 45
1 Come where Bible Truths are Spoken 54
tChristmas Carol 59
1 Come, take my Hand, give yours to me 61
tChant. From the Recesses of a Lowly Spirit 63
tChant. Come to Me 63
1 Chant. The Lord is my Shepherd 68
1 Chant, Nearer, my God, to Thee 95
■}Come ye Children and adore Him T2
tCome and Welcom* 93
Children of the Heavenly King 103
Children, hear the melting Story 101
nOearcst Spot 113
•tDo Good, do Good 12
1 Do Good for the Sabbath School 13
1 Dear Father, ere we part 73
From all that dwpll below the Skies 78
From Greenland's Icy Mountains 98
KiatUer them in 131
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Gushing so Bright in the Mornin: +God Bless the Sunday School. .
*tGod is There
Go when the Morning Shineth
Glory to God on high
tGlorious things of Thee are spoken . .
tHappy Greeting to All
tHere we come with cheerful Voices.. . . 1 Here we throng to Praise the Lord . . .
tHoly Bible, well I love thee
tHappy Day, happy Day
tHeaven is my Home
tHarkl the Sabbath Bells are ringing..
tHark ! the Angels Singing
tHark 1 my Sonl, it is the Lord
How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds.,
fHomeward Bound
How beauteous are their Feet
tHoly Bible, Book Divine
tHumble Praises, holy Jesus
I am Young, but I must Die
tl have a Father in the Promised Land
*tl know thou art gone
tl am Bound for the Land of Canaan, .
tl'm a Pilgrim, and I'm a Stranger
tl ongbt to love my Mother
tl Love Thee
tl want to be an Angel
I want a Heart to Pray ,
tl think when I read that Sweet Story. .
tl'U away to the Sabbath School
I love to steal awhile away
tl would not live Alway ,
I was a Wandering Sheep
In the Vineyard of our Father
tJust as I am, without one Plea
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INDEX TO FIRST LINES AND MUSIC.
Joy to the World 1 the Lord is come SO
Jesus, and shall it ever be? 7T
tJesus high in Glory 02
Jesus, Lord to Thee I Pray 10
tJesus, Lover of my Sonl lO'i
•fkiiid Words can Never Die i4
Lord, Dismiss us with thy Blessins? S3
tLet us be Happy and let us be Gay 5
tLet; us with a Joyful Mind 6T
tLet us walk in the Light 60
tLittle Children, love the Saviour 70
Living Redeemer 124
tLord, teach a Little Child to Pray 33
tLittle Drops of Water 21
tJIy Country, 'tis of Thee 86
tMake your M.ark, 49
Marv to the Saviour's Tomb 103
tMy'Shepherd 133
tMorn Amid the Slountaius lo5
iiovr be the Gospel Banner 9T
tNow the Saviour's standing Pleading 107
tNever grieve tlic Saviowr 141
No Sorrow there 136
Once was Heard the Song of CSiildren 75
fOh! Come let us Sing 1
>0! That Beautiful World 1 18
fO Come, Children, come 93
tOh I how happy are they 105
loh ! we Love to Come to our Sabbath Home 53
K»hl AVhere shall Kest be Found? 82
tOh! When shaU I see Jesus ? , 96
>Ohl Who's Like Jesus? vi 55
K)hl Scnlforththe Bible v.. 125
Oh! The Sabbath Morning 130
•tOh! ru be a good Child 132
tOn the Cross 112
tO'er the Gloomy Hills of Darkness 75
Onlv be Sure of Heaven 120
tPaims of Glory, Kaiment Bright. 103
tParting Hymn 110
tPleasant is the Sabbath Bell 60
tRejoice, or the Millennium 12S
tKejoice, — continued 129
tRestfor the Weary 122
tRock of Apes, oleft for me 63
tStand up for Jesus 49
S:ibbath School Festival 130
tSabbiith Schools must have their Concerts 6C
tSing to tlie Lord the Children's Hymn 71
*t8ister and 1 115
tSafe in the Promised Land 34
Say Sinner 1 Hath a Voice Within ? 78
Soon will set the Sabbath Sun 85
tSee the Shining Dew-drops 92
See the Kind Shepherd, Jesus stands 81
Softly Fades the Twilipht Rny &l
Saviour, may a Little Child '? 97
tSafely through another Week 88
tSoug of the Withered Leaves 187
*tStar of the Evening 114
tSweet is the Time of Spring S4
tSweetly Singing 13-t
Temperance Compact 120
t'Tis Anniversary Day 10
Thanks for the Past and Resolves for the Future. . . 136
The Bible and Liberty li.'4
tThe Child's Prayer 116
'tThe Family Bible 15
tThe Anchor 21
tThe Eden Above ■ 27
tThe Teacher's Prayer 23
tThe Sunday School Army 29
tThe Shining Shore 104
tThe Realms of the Blest 38
tThe Blind Boy 130
The Happy I>and 31
tThe Voice from Heaven 3T
The Sunday School that blessed Place 60
tThe Promised Land C2
tTheTreeof Life. 65
tThe Happv Change t9
•tThe Angels told me bo 69
There's not a Tint that paints the Rose 81
tThere's Sorrow on tlio Deep 138
t' Tis not too S lor 79
There is a Fountain Filled with Blood 80
There is a Dear and Hallowed Spot 80
tThe Sabbbath School" s a plaeo of Prayer 25
iWUEX TO F IK ST LINKS AND MU8I0
fTberfc'll be no ParttnsT Itioro
To Thee My God anil Saviour
The Lord ia My Shepherd, no Want will I Know.
*tThe Prodigal Son
t Vital Spark of Heavenly Flame
tVerv Little Thiii<rs are We
tWe re Goiag Home to Die no More
tWe are Piissing Away
fWhat's the News ?
\We Come with Sons; to Greet Ton
t Would you be as Angels are f
♦tWe are Ilappy now, Dear Mother
'Where do Children love to Go f
We Love to Sing Together
tWho shall Sing if not the Children 85
tWill you come to nur Snmlay School? 8S
tWe 'ro Traveling Llomo lo Koavan 41
tWe all Love one A notlu'r 6T
tWhen I can Read my Title Clear 79
tWhy have we Lips if not to Sing ? 76
tWatchmau, tell us of the Night 80
Whan Thou my Ui^'hteous Judge shall conie 9S
Whire with ceaseless course the Sun 103
tWe won't give up the Bible 109
We are on our Journey Homo 140
tWhen Little Samuel woke 100
tWithin tnc&o Walls be Peace 88
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SABBATH-SCHOOL AND REVIVAL BOOKS,
piJur.isTiKr) KY 'j:his kcottsk;.
THE ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCKOOL MUSIC BOOK, No. 1, oonUlaj
i2 tunes and hvinn.i. I'rioe 'i oonls e.ich. f2 per luuidred, 1 i;eut ei\ch postnie.
ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCHOOL. MUSIC BOOK. No. 86 tunes and hvnins. Prlre S c'^-nt-i. ^2 per liundrod.
ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCnOOli MUSIC BOOK No. bO tnnr> and hvinns. I'rice4 oeiit.-j. $:5 jx-r hundred.
ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCHOOL MUSIC BOOK. No. 86 tune:^ and livitms. Price 3 <vnts, J'J per h.undrod.
ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCHOOL MUSIC BOOK, No. 60 tunes and hvmn.i. Price 5 cent.*, $'i per hundred.
ANNIVERSARY AND SUNDAY-SCHOOL MUSIC BOOK, combining Nos. i und 2, ivith several additional pieces, contains 78 tunea and hvnins. I'rice 3 cents, ^5 per hundred.
REVIVAL MUSIC BOOKS, No;?. 1 and 2. No. 1 contains IS tunes and hymns. Price 1 cent. No. 2 contain." 86 tunes and hymns. Price 3 cents, $3 yier hundrei!.
REVIVAL MUSIC BOOK, combining No«. 1 »nii 2, with twenty additional pieces, contain* 78 tunes and hymns. I'riee S cent.x each, $5 per hundred.
THE SABBATH-SCHOOL BELL, contains nearly 300 tunes and hymns, and Is one of the be.st collections ever i.v";!d. Price 12 cents, ?lo per hundred, postage S cents. Bound 20 cents, $15 pdr hundred. l'o6tjii.'p .5 cents. Elegantly bound in cloth, embossed gilt, 3.5 cents, $20 per hundred, ditto ia rloth and turkey inoroo^o, embos-sed eilt, gilt edge, «fec. Prices 40 cents to Jll.
Ttuirlv ('1(10,000 of thefe boi'k* have been is.sued the past two years, ami the demand Is incretsiBg
$00 PRIZE TRACT ON CONGREGATIONAL SINGING. Price 2 cent*. $1 25 p«» boodred, |IO^er lUUU, po»taKe 1 cent.