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THE 

BIBLE    HAEP. 

BEING    A 

COLLECTION  OF  OLD,  FAMILIAR  AND  FAVOIUTE 

PSALMS,  HYMNS,  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

IN  THEIR  ORIGINAL  FORM,  WITH  A 

NUMBER  OF  SELECT  AND 

NEW  COMPOSITIONS, 

INTENDED   FOR   USE   IN 


RELIGIOUS     CONFERENCES,     PRAYER     MEETINGS 
FAMILY  WORSHIP,  PRIVATE  DEVOTIONS, 
SOCIAL  CIRCLES,  PASTORAL  DONA- 
TION   VISITS,    lEMPERANCE 

GATHERINGS,  &C., 


JF  G-     PE] 


Jf  GT.    PERRY, 

FOR   MANY   YEARS 

"O  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lorcl."~P8.  xf .  1. 
"Teaching  and  ndmonisliing  one  another    _  Psalms,  and 
flymns,  and  Spiritual  Sonj^s."— Col.  iii.  16. 

NEW   YOlik: 

SHELDON     AND     COMPANY. 

IJOSTON  :         GOULD     &     LINCOLN. 

CHICAGO  :  CHUKCH  <fc  GOODMAN 

1870. 


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Entered  according  tc 
Act  of  Congress  in  the  year  of  our  Lord,  A  D.,  1869,       \ 
by  John  Gould  Perry, 

in  the  Clerk's  oliice  for  the  District  of  Rhode  Island. 


stereotyped  tiv  C.  W,  Warren,  43  Cent.^e  St.,  N,  Y.  \     1 


PREFACE. 


Believing  sacred  music  an  essential  part  of 
religious  worship  and  indispensable  to  the  attain- 
ments of  the  best  results  of  religious  conferences, 
prayer  meetings,  family  devotions,  temperance 
gatherings,  social  circles,  pastoral  donation  vis- 
its, &c.,  as  well  as  public  worship,  we  deem  no 
other  apology  necessary  for  publishing  this  work. 
There  are  those  however  who  have  long  desired  a 
work  of  this  character,  and  who,  we  believe,  will 
hail  its  appearance  with  pleasure.  The  author  has 
taken  special  pains  throughout  the  volume,  and  in 
connection  with  those  old  familiar  choice  pieces, 
of  "lofty  cheer,"  that  our  parents  loved,  has  in- 
troduced such  other  pieces  of  later  date,  as  are 
in  popular  use,  and  have  won  their  way  to  the 
hearts  of  Christians,  together  with  some  new  and 
original  religious  compositions  and  popular  tem- 
perance songs.  He  has  carefully  examined  the 
best  works  of  the  khid  extant,  and  made  use  of 
such  pieces  as  seemed  best  adapted  to  his  purpose, 
and  to  the  authors  and  all  contributing  friends 
and  assistants  he  hereby  tenders  his  acknowledg- 
ments. One  of  the  principle  objects  of  the  author 
in  this  work  has  been  to  save  those  old  poetic 
reminiscences  of  the  past  from  entire  loss,  and 
preserve  them  in  their  original  form,  as  near  as 
possible,  not  only  for  the  good  they  have  done,  but 
for  that  they  may  yet  do,  and  he  has  expended  much 
time  and  labor  to  procure  some  of  the  oldest  and 
best  of  them,  as  they  had  become  almost  entirely 
obsolete  and  out  of  print,  and  cannot  now  be  found 
in  any  other  work  but  this,  and  it  is  hoped  thai 
their  insertion  here,  and  the  work  generally  will 


iv  PKEFACE. 

give  pleasnre  to  the  lovers  of  spiritnal  sentiment 
in  sacred  songs,  such  as  will  be  found  in  these  old, 
familiar,  and  choice  "new  light"  pieces,  which 
have  so  often  cheered  the  hearts  of  our  fathers 
and  mothers,  and  which  they  cherished  as  heav-  . 
enly  Christian  treasures,  and  which  have  often 

E roved  the  golden  key  of  prayer  in  song  to  unlock 
eaven,  and  bring  it  down  to  earth,  and  caused 
Christians  to  sit  together  as  in  heavenly  places. 
This  work  contains  the  largest  and  choicest  variety 
of  pieces,  generally  inserted  at  fall  length,  so 
that  every  favorite  piece  or  verse  may  be  found  in 
it.  Excepting  some  new  and  old  standard  music 
in  the  last  part  of  this  book,  to  select  from  for  such 
new  hymns  and  other  pieces  as  are  not  generally 
known, the  work  is  published  without  any  set  or  oth- 
er music  as  the  tunes  in  which  most  of  the  pieces 
are  sung  are  so  well  known  and  established  that 
some  person  in  every  place  will  be  able  to  start 
them,  and  they  will  need  only  to  be  started  to  be 
sung  generally,  without  being  confined  to  notes. 
Singers  can  so  better  enter  into  the  spirit  of  the 
words,  make  them  their  own,  sing  with  better  effect, 
and  are  saved  this  unnecessary  matter.  These  old 
soul-stirring  pieces  have,  for  a  long  time,  been  in 
popular  use,  and  it  is  hoped,  under  Divine  Provi- 
dence, will  become  more  so  than  ever,  and  that 
this  eJBfort  will  tend  to  elevate  and  improve  the 
character  of  the  singing  in  our  meetings  for  devo- 
tional, temperance,  and  social  purposes.  If  we 
have  to  any  extent  succeeded  in  these  accomplish- 
ments we  shall  feel  "that  we  have  not  labored  in 
vain."  With  the  hope  and  prayer  that  it  may  con- 
duce to  these  objects,  the  conversion  of  souls,  and 
spriritual  advancement  of  travellers  on  the  *'  way 
to  Zion,"  it  is  sent  forth  on  its  mission. 
Kivgstony  B.  /.,  Jan,  1869.     J.  G.  PERRY. 


I 


TESTIMONIALS. 


The  following  is  from  Rev.  Nathan  A.  Reed 
formerly  Pastor  of  the  first  Baptist  Church  in 
South   Kingstown,  R.  I.,   and   now    Pastor   in 
Michigan. 
Mr.  J.G.  Perry,  Dear  Sir, 

I  have  examined  your  collection  of  Hymns  with 
considerable  care,  and  rejoice  that  you  have  de- 
termined to  secure  the  publication  of  these  hymns 
which  have  so  long  been  enshrined  in  the  hearts 
of  many  who  love  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ.  No  one 
can  doubt  but  that  they  contain  the  sentiments  of 
a  true  religious  experience,  and  associated,  as  they 
are,  with  some  of  the  sweetest  seasons  of  holy  en- 
joyment ;  it  is  but  just  to  expect  that  they  will  add 
life  and  spirituality  to  our  prayer  and  conference 
meetings,  I  think  that  your  object  has  been  suc- 
cessfully attained,  and  therefore  commend  the 
volume  to  all  who  love  the  prayer  and  conference 
room.  

The  following  is  from  the  lamented  Rev.  Dr. 
Jackson,  for  many  years  Pastor  of  the  Central 
Baptist  Church  in  Newport,  R.  I.,  and  President 
of  the  Rhode  Island  Baptist  State  Convention,  on 
examination  of  the  manuscript  prior  to  his  death. 

With  the  merit  and  utility  of  the  ^^  Bible  Harp,'' 
I  am  favorably  impressed ;  it  being  a  collection  of 
Hymns  adapted  to  social  religious  meetings,  with 
an  addition  of  appropriate  songs  for  Temperance 
occasions,  both  select  and  original.  In  this  book 
the  author  has  done  much  to  awaken  a  deeper  inter- 
est in  our  social  gatherings,  and  to  ensure  a  better 
entertainment  than  has  been  heretofore  furnished. 
And  I  do  therefore  commend  the  '^ Bible  Harp''  to 
the  examination  and  adoption  of  all  who  sym- 
pathize in  social  worship  and  popular  association. 


VI  TESTIMONIALS. 

The  following  is  from  Rev.  J.  H,  Baker,  Pastor 
of  2n(i  Baptist  Church  in  South  Kingstown,  R.  I. 

Believing  that  singing  is  an  important  part  of 
divine  worship,  and  that  the  good  old  hymns 
which  our  fathers  sung,  should  be  preserved  un- 
mutilated,  and  used  to  inspire  the  devotional  feel- 
ings of  the  pious  in  their  social  meetings.  I  there- 
fore highly  approve  of  the  design  of  Mr,  John 
G.  Perry,  of  Kingston,  R.  I.,  in  publishing  a  col- 
lection of  these  sweet  songs  of  Zion.  He  has  long 
led  the  devotions  of  the  sanctuary  in  the  public 
services  of  the  Sabbath,  and  also  in  the  meetings 
for  conference  and  prayer;  I  therefore  hope  his 
efforts  will  be  crowned  with  success  in  contribut- 
ing to  increase  a  love  for  sacred  music,  and  th6^ 
spirit  of  genuine  piety  in  the  churches. 


The  following  is  from  Rev.  Dr.  A.  G.  Palmer, 
Pastor  of  the  first  Baptist  Church,  Stonington,  Conn. 

J.  G.  Perry,  Dear  Sir, 

I  am  delighted  with  your  ^^  Bible  Harp"  col- 
lection for  Prayer  and  Conference  Meetings. — 
I  think  it  will  supply  a  want  long  felt — a  want 
■which  the  many  excellent  books  have  failed  to 
meet.  I  hope  you  will  be  able  to  make  the  list  of 
the  old  *'New  Light"  hymns  as  complete  as  pos- 
sible. They  have  in  them  the  spirit  and  power  of 
a  true  worship,  and  *'when  song  with  the  spirit 
and  the  understanding"  are  far  more  effective  for 
the  edification  of  Gods  people  than  much  of  our 
more  finished  modern  Psalmody. 

I  have  examined  the  ^^ Bible  Harp,"  and  freely 
and  fully  endorse  the  foregoing  testimonials  with 
reference  thereto.        Christopher  Rhodes, 

Pastor  Stanton  Street  Baptist  Church 
New  York  City. 


BIBLE  HARP. 


SL.  Introductoiy  Hymn.  P.  ]MC. 

1  "Sound  forth  in  tuneful  numbers," 
Bible  Harp ! 
Wake  Zion  from  her  slumbers, 

Bible  Harp  ! 
Arouse  each  drowsy  soul  ; 

Sweetly  by  the  Spirit's  power 
"Brighten  every  gloomy  hour 
With  soft  control." 

Her  sons  who  shone  so  brightly, 

Bible  Harp  ! 
And  daughters  once  so  sprightly, 

Bible  Harp  ! 
Go  bid  them  not  give  o'er  ; 
But  when  cares  are  changing,  trying, 
"May  thy  music  round  them  sighing, 

Sweet  joys   restore." 

3  We  love  thy  songs  of  gladness, — 
Bible  Harp! 
Thy  liymns  and  psalms,  in  sadness, 

Bible  Harp ! 
Then  pour  thy  welcome  voice, 
Let  it  rise  from  earth  to  heaven. 
Every  morn  and  every  even, 
Till  all  rejoice. 

J.  G.  Perk¥. 
A 


8  BIBLE  HARP. 

^.  ■    Love  of  God,  O.  M!. 

1  Awake  my  harp  and  tongue  to  sing 

The  theme  of  love  di^dne, 
The  love  of  God,  our  heavenly  King, 
My  father's  God  and  mine. 

2  Most  blessed  theme  on  which  to  dwell, 

For  God  his  Son  to  give, 
Our  souls  to  save  from  sin  and  hell, 
That  we  with  him  might  live. 

3  0  wondrous  love,  us  to  redeem, 

Poor  rebels  vile  and  lost; 
Amazing  pity,  thus  to  deem 
Poor  sinners,  worth  such  cost. 

4  Thy  love,  O  God,  deserves  all  praise- 

Harp,  lift  thy  voice  on  high, 
And  sing  aloud  to  endless  days, 
God's  love,  that  brought  us  nigh. 

Rev.  I.  M.  Church. 


3.  Precious  Bible.  ^s. 

1  Precious  Bible,  what  a  treasure 
Does  the  word  of  God  afford; 

All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure. 

Food  and  medicine,  shield  and  sword; 

Let  the  world  account  me  poor, 

Having  this  I  need  no  more. 


BIBLE  HARP.  9 

2  Food,  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 

Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys; 
On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed. 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly. 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 

Healing  medicines  here  I  find; 
To  the  promises  I  flee. 
Each  affords  a  remedy 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 

Satan  cannot  make  me  yield, 
For  the  word  of  consolation 

Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield; 
While  the  scripture  truths  are  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 

6  Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  me, 
When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword; 
Then,  with  ease,  I  drive  him  from  me, 

Satan  trembles  at  his  word. 
*Tis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
Keen  the  edge  and  strong  the  blade. 

Newton, 

4.  My  Bible  leads  to  Glory.    I*.  MI. 

1  My  Bible  leads  to  glory,  my  Bible  leads 
to  glory, 
My  Bible  leads  to  glory,  ye  followers  of 
the  Lamb. 


10  BIBLE  HARP. 

Chorus. 
Sing  on,  pray  on,  ye  followers  of  Immanuel, 
Sing  on,  pray  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

2  Eeligion  makes  me  happy,  &c. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  glory,  &c. 

4  I'm  fighting  for  a  kingdom,  &c. 

5  King  Jesus  is  my  Captain,  &c. 

6  We'll  have  a  shout  in  gloiy,  &c. 

7  There  we  shaU  live  forever,  &c 


5.        Preciousness  of  Christ,  l/3s  Sc  O. 

1  How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing, 

brethren  sing. 
How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing; 
How  precious  is  the  name  of  Chiist,  our 

Paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree, 

on  the  tree. 

2  I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all,  he's 

my  all, 
I've  given  all  lor  Christ,  he's  my  all; 
Tve  given  all  for  Christ  and  my  spirit 

cannot  rest 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast,  reigning  there, 

reigning  there. 


BIBLE  HARP.  H 

3  His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear  with  delight,  with 

delight, 

His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear,  with  delight; 

His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear,  and  his  cross  I  will 
not  fear. 

His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore,  ever- 
more. 

4  I  feel  the  love  of  God  in  my  soul,  in  my 

soul, 
I  feel  the  love  of  God  in  my  sonl; 
I  feel  the  love  of  God  in  my  heart,  'tis 

shed  abroad, 
And  I  will  serve  my  God  here  below,  here 

below. 

Barby  Litchfield. 


The  Cross,  the  Sinner^s  Hope, 

1  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross, 
For  us  he  shed  his  precious  blood, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ; 
O  hear  his  all  important  cry: 

**Eli  lama  sabachthani" ; 
Draw  near  and  see  your  Saviour  die, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

2  Behold  his  arms  extended  wide, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross; 
Behold  his  bleeding  hands  and  side. 
On  the  cross,  on  the  cross; 


12  BIBLE  HAKP. 

The  sun  withholds  its  rays  of  light, 
The  heavens   are   clothed  in  shades  of 

night, 
While  Jesus  doth  with  demons  fight, 
On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

3  Come,  sinners,  see  him  lifted  up, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross; 
He  drinks  for  you  the  bitter  cup. 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ; 
The  rocks  they  rend  the  mountains  quake, 
While  Jesus  doth  atonement  make, 
While  Jesus  suffers  for  our  sake 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

4  And  now  the  mighty  deed  is  done. 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ; 
The  battle's  fought,  the  victory's  won, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ; 
To  heaven  he  turns  his  languid  eyes, 
"Tis  finished,"  now  the  Conqueror  cries. 
Then  bows  his  sacred  head  and  dies, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

5  Where'er  I  go  I'll  tell  the  story, 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross; 
In  nothing  else  my  soul  shall  glory, 

Save  the  cross,  save  the  cross; 
Yea,  this  my  constant  theme  shall  be. 
Through  time  and  in  eternity, 
That  Jesus  tasted  death  for  me. 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

6  Let  every  mourner  rise  and  cling 

To  the  cross,  to  the  cross; 


BIBLE  HAEt*.  13 

Let  every  Christian  come  and  sing, 
Bound  the  cross,  round  the  cross; 

There  let  the  preacher  take  his  stand, 
And  with  the  Bible  in  his  hand, 

Declare  the  triumphs  through  the  land 
Of  the  cross,  of  the  crossi 


^»     Remembrance  of  Calvary.  Os  & 

1  Down  from  the  willow  bough 

My  slumbering  harp  I'll  take^ 
And  bid  its  silent  strings 

To  heavenly  themes  partake; 
How  peaceful  should  its  breathings  be, 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  sing  of  thee. 

2  Love,  love  on  earth  appears, 

The  wretched  throng  his  way, 
He  beareth  all  their  griefs, 

And  wipes  their  tears  away; 
How  soft  and  sweet  the  strains  should  be, 
Whene'er  I  sing  of  Calvary. 

3  He  saw  me  as  he  passed 

In  hopeless  sorrow  lie. 
Condemned  and  doomed  to  death, 

And  no  salvation  nigh; 
O,  long  and  loud  the  strains  should  be 
Whene'er  I  sing  his  love  to  me. 

4  I  die  for  thee,  he  said, 

Behold  the  cross  arise, 
And  lo,  he  bows  his  head, 

He  bows  his  head  and  dies; 
Soft,  soft,  my  harp,  thy  breathing  be. 
Here  let  me  weep  on  Calvary. 


14  BIBLE  HARP. 

5  He  lives  I  again  he  lives  ! 
I  hear  the  voice  of  love, 
He  came  to  soothe  my  fears, 
And  draws  my  soul  above; 
O,  joyful  now  the  strain  should  be, 
"When  thus  I  sing  of  Calvary. 

Mrs.  Southey. 

S.  lis  ^^  Ss. 

Delightful  view  of  the  character  of  Christ, 

1  O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 

delight, 
On  whom  in  afliiction  I  call; 
My  comfort  by  day  and  my  song  in  the 

night. 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-time  resort  with 

thy  sheep. 
To  feed  in  the  pasture  of  love? 
For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I 

weep. 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander,  an  alien  from  thee. 

Or  cry  m  the  deserts  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows 
they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you 

seen 
The  star  that  on  Israel  shone; 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
Or  where  with  his  flocks  he  has  gone. 
6  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odors  around; 


BIBLE  HARP.  15 

The  locks  of  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the 
vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crowned. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon  the  lilies  that  grow 

In  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams ; 
On  his  cheeks  does  the  beauty  of  excel- 
lence glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  Dulcimer 

sweet, 
Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness 

flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles 

shall  know. 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9  Love  sits  on  his  eyelids  and  scatters  de- 

light, 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on 

high; 
Their  faces  the  cherubims  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels 

rejoice. 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word: 
He  speaks,  and  eternity  filled  with  hig 

voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 


16  BIBLE  HAKP. 

O*  Christ  crucified*  O.  MI» 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree; 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  me. 

2  Hark !  how  he  groans,  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend; 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  precious  ransom 's  paid. 

Receive  my  soul,  he  cries ; 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head, 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  iron  chain. 

And  in  fuU  glory  shine ; 

0  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain,  • 
Was  ever  love  like  thine. 

lO.  Chrises  compassion*         S.  1>^« 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry; 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see, 
Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul. 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found. 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

Beodomb 


BIBLE  HAEP.  17 

"•  Speak  M  Jesus.  '^^^^-' 

1  We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

Who  hath  redemption  wrought, 
Who  gave  us  peace  and  pardon. 

Which  by  his  blood  he  bought. 
We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

To  show  how  much  we  owe 
To  him  who  died  to  save  us 

From  death  and  endless  woe. 

2  We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
With  manhood's  fearless  accents, 

With  childhood's  lisping  tongue. 
We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

His  people  far  and  near. 
The  rich  and  poor  together, 

The  peasant  and  the  peer. 

3  We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

Where'er  our  lot  may  fall. 
Our  brothers,  sisters,  neighbors. 

In  cottage  and  in  hall; 
We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

The  world  in  darkness  lies; 
With  him  against  the  mighty. 
Together  we  must  rise. 
l^,  Christ  in  the  Garden.  Xls* 

1  While  nature  was  sinking  in  stillness  to  rest, 
And  the  last  rays  of  daylight  were  dim  in 

the  west; 
O'er  field  by  pale  moonlight  in  lonely 

retreat, 
In  deep  meditation  I  wandered  my  feet 


18  BIBLE  HAER 

2  I  passed  a  garden,  I  paused  to  hear 

A  voke  faint  and  plaintive  from  one  kneel- 
ing there; 
The  voice  of  the  mourner  affected  my  heart, 
While  pleading  in  anguish  the  poor  sin- 
ners part. 

3  In  appealing  to  heaven  his  pitying  prayer, 
He  spake  of  the  torments  the  sinner  must 

bear; 
His  life  as  a  ransom  he  offered  to  give, 
That  sinners  redeemed  in  glory  might  live. 

4  I  listened  a  moment,  then  turned  me  to  see, 
What  man  of  compassion  this  stranger 

could  be ; 
When,  lo  !  I  discovered,  knelt  on  the  cold 

ground, 
The  loveliest  being  that  ever  was  found. 

5  His  mantle  was  wet  with  the  dews  of  the 

night, 

His  locks  by  pale  moonlight  were  glisten- 
ing and  bright; 

His  eyes,  bright  as  diamonds,  to  heaven 
were  raised, 

While  around  him  in  grandeur  stood 
angels  amazed. 

6  So  deep  was  his  sorrow,   so  fervent  his 

prayer, 
That  down  on  his  bosom  rolled  sweat, 

blood,  and  tears ; 
I  wept  to  behold  him,  and  asked  him  his 

name. 
He  answered— 'TIS  JEStJS,  from  heaven 

I  came. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  19 

13.  The  Atonement.  P.  M[. 

1  Saw  ye  my  Saviour,  saw  ye  my  Saviour, 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour,  the  Lord  ? 

O  he  died  on  Calvary 
To  atone  for  you  and  me. 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended,  he  was  extended, 
Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross ; 

There  he  bowed  his  head  and  died, 
There  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding,  Jesus  hung  bleeding, 
Thuee  dreadful  hours  in  pain ; 

And  the  solid  rocks  were  rent, 
Through  creation's  vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  dear  Lamb. 

4  Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed, 
Day  was  concealed  o'er  the  land; 

And  the  sun  refused  to  shine, 
While  his  majesty  divine 
Was  derided,  insulted  and  slain. 

5  When  it  was  finished,  when  it  was  finished. 
And  the  atonement  was  made ; 

He  was  taken  by  the  great. 
And  embalmed  in  spices  sweet. 
And  was  in  a  new  sepulchre  laid. 

6  Hail  mighty  Saviour, 'hail  mighty  Saviour, 
Prince,  and  the  Author  of  Peace ; 

Soon  he  bursts  the  bands  of  death. 
And  triumphant  from  the  earth 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 


80  BmLE  HAEP. 

7  There  interceding,  there  interceding, 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live; 
Crying,  see  my  hands  and  side, 
Father,  I  was  crucified 
To  redeem  them.     I  pray  thee  forgive. 
X^*      Sufficiency  of  the  Atonement.    O.  "WL* 

1  There  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  his  day. 
And  there  may  I  as  vile  as  he 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

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

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

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

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.  Cowpeb. 

1^,  The  Living  Redeemer.        L.  !M]. 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives  ; 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  head. 


BIBLE  HABP.  2k 

2  He  lives  triumphant  from  the  grave. 
He  lives  eternally  to  save, 

He  lives  all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives  exalted  there  on  high. 

3  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above, 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives,  my  kind  and  gracious  friend, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end, 

He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  Kingt 

5  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name. 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same; 
O,  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

lO.  Christ  the  Beloved.    T's  &  S,^ 

1  My  beloved,  wilt  thou  own  me, 

When  my  heart  is  all  defiled; 
Though  thy  dying  love  has  won  me, 
Can  I  deem  thee  reconciled. 

2  My  beloved  pass  before  me. 

Never  from  my  sight  remove; 
Many  waters  flowing  o'er  me, 
Cannot  quench  my  burning  love. 

3  My  beloved  now  endue  me. 

With  thine  own  attractive  charms; 
May  thy  spirit  sweetly  woo  me, 
Fold  me  in  thy  sheltering  arms. 

4  My  beloved  safely  hide  me 

In  the  drear  and  cloudy  day; 


22  BIBLE  HAKP. 

Ere  the  windy  storm  has  tried  me, 
Hide  my  trembling  soul,  I  pray, 
5  My  beloved  kindly  take  me 
To  thy  sympathizing  breast, 
Never,  never  more  forsake  me, 
Guide  me  to  the  land  of  rest. 

Mrs.  Dana. 

Christ  our  Conductor  and  Protector. 

1  Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert. 

Through  which  pilgrims  make  their  way. 
Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day; 
Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2  0  young  soldiers  are  you  weary 

Of  the  roughness  of  the  way, 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 

And  your  vigor  to  decay  ? 
Jesus,  Jesus  will  go  with  yon, 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne;  .^^  i 

He  who  dyed  his  garments  for  yon,  9H| 

And  the  wine-press  trod  alone.  ^Bi 

3  He,  whose  thunder  shakes  creation. 

He,  who  bids  the  planets  roll. 
He,  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole; 
Bound  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 

Ready  to  obey  command. 
They  are  always  hovering  round  you 

Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  23 

4  There  on  flowery  hills  of  pleasure 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest, 
Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  forever 

Keign  and  triumph  in  your  breast; 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory, 

Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high, 
There  on  golden  harps  forever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

IS.  o.m:* 

Christ  precious  to  the  Believers. 

1  Thou,  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

We  love  to  hear  of  thee; 
No  music  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  speak; 
And  in  our  Priest  will  we  rejoice, 
Thou  great  Melchisedec. 

8  Our  Saviour  shall  be  still  our  theme, 
While  in  this  world  we  stay; 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name. 
When  all  things  else  dec^y. 

4  When  we  arrive  in  yonder  cloud 
With  all  the  favored  throng. 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud. 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 

Madans'  Coll: 

lO.  Christ  the  Rock.  I?.  MI. 

1  We've  found  the  Rock,  the  travelers  cried, 
0  Halle.  Hallelujah; 
B 


24:  BIBLE  HARP. 

The  stone  that  all  the  prophets  tried, 

0  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
Come,  children,  drink  the  balmy  de5r> 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah, 
*Twas  Christ  that  shed  his  blood  for  you, 

Sing  glory,  Hallelujah. 

2  This  costly  mixture  cures  the  soul, 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
Which  sin  and  guilt  had  made  so  foul  ; 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah, 
O  that  you  would  believe  in  God, 

0  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
And  wash  in  Christ's  most  precious  blood. 

Sing  glory  Hallelujah^ 

3  His  fiery  chariots  make  their  way 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
To  welcome  us  to  endless  day, 

0  Halle.  Hallelujah, 
There  glittering  millions  we  shall  joia 

0  Halle^  Hallelujah. 
To  praise  the  Prince  of  David's  line. 

Sing  glory,  Hallelujah. 

4  We'll  bear  the  cross  and  wear  the  crown, 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down ; 

O  Halle.  Hallelujah. 
His  grace  will  fill  our  hungry  souls, 

0  Halle.  Hallelujah 
While  love  divine  eternal  rolls. 

Sing  glory ^  Hallelujah. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  25 

SO.       The  Christian's  Treasure.    I*.  M!, 

1  Religion  is  a  most  glorious  treasure, 

The  purchase  of  a  Saviour's  love ; 
It  fills  the  soul  with  unbounded  pleasure, 

And  lifts  the  heart  to  things  above. 
It  soothes  our  fears  and  gives  consolation. 

It  smoothes  the  way  o'er  life's  rough  sea, 
'Tis  gentle  goodness  and  humble.patience, 

This  heavenly  treasure  mine  shall  be. 

2  How  vain,  how  fleeting,  how  transitory 

This  world  with  all  its  pomp  and  show, 
Its  vain  delight  and  delusive  glory, 

I'd  gladly  leave  them  all  below; 
But  pure  religion  will  last  forever, 

And  strengthened  my  glad  heart  shall  be, 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling. 

This  heavenly  treasure  mine  shall  be. 

3  This  earthly  temple  is  now  dissolving. 

And  mortal  life  will  soon  be  o'er. 
These  earthly  cares  and  these  scenes  re- 
volving, 

Will  pain  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more. 
But  grace  and  heaven  shall  be  my  story, 

While  I  in  Jesus  such  beauty  see, 
'Tis  meekness,  goodness  and  life  and  glory, 

This  heavenly  treasure  mine  shall  be. 

SX«  Heavenly  joy  on  earth,        ^»  M[. 

1  Come  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  „throne. 


26  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place, 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  the  Lord ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuers  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Watts. 

/^^.       Daily  devotion  encouraged,    S*  M[« 

1  Let  sinners  take  their  course, 

And  choose  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God  ; 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thy  holy  rod. 

Witts. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  27 

JS3.         The  Determination.    Ss  &/  T^S. 

1  Glory  to  God  that  I  have  found 

The  pearl  of  my  salvation, 
We're    marching    through    Immamiers 
ground, 

Up  to  our  heavenly  station; 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on, 

And  never  to  forsake  him, 
I'll  always  keep  this  narrow  way, 

Till  I  do  overtake  him. 

2  Fear  not,  says  Christ,  ye  little  flock, 

Heirs  of  immortal  glory, 
You  are  built  upon  the  surest  rock, 

And  the  kingdom  lies  before  you; 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  heirs  of  grace, 

And  tell  the  pleasing  story, 
I'm  with  my  little  flock  always, 

And  will  bring  them  home  to  glory. 

^~4r.  Earhj  called.  O.  M.« 

1  In  early  life,  while  infant  years 

Had  scarcely  gone  from  me, 
My  Saviour  then  did  kindly  speak, 
In  mercy  unto  me. 

2  I  hardly  knew  the  one  that  called, 

The  voice  I  faintly  heard; 
Because  it  was  so  still  and  small, 
I  did  not  know  'twas  God. 

3  But  as  I  listened  to  the  voice, 

It  louder  seemed  to  sound, 
Until  I  fully  was  convinced, 
It  came  froni  God  alone. 


m  BIBLE  HARP. 

4  He  spoke  to  me  of  righteousness, 

The  way  that  I  should  go  ; 
And  taught  me  that  my  Saviour  died. 
To  save  my  soul  from  woe, 

5  Then  I  beheld  His  lovely  form, 

Hang  bleeding  on  the  cross  ; 
And  then  I  cried,  O  Jesus  save, 

0  save  a  sinner  lost. 

6  I  heard  the  blessed  Gospel  preach'd, 

1  felt  its  quickening  power, 

I  felt  that  God  was  in  the  place. 
And  knocking  at  my  door. 

7  All  the  young  converts  loved  my  soul, 

And  took  me  by  the  hand. 
With  tender  love  invited  me 
To  join  their  little  band. 

8  But  yet  my  sinful  heart  and  pride 

Still  barred  my  Saviour  out ; 
I  was  not  willing  then  to  yield. 
And  turn  myself  about. 

9  I  tried  to  pray,  my  life  was  spared, 

God  granted  my  request ; 
Then  I  resolved  from  day  to  day, 
I  would  my  sins  confess. 

10  The  blessed  Saviour  worked  by  means 

To  open  my  blind  eyes, 
He  caused  repentant  tears  to  flow, 
And  heard  my  simple  cries. 

11  I  yielded  to  his  sovereign  will, 

And  gave  my  heart  to  Gtod ; 


BIBLE  HABP.  29 

Then  peace  flowed  freely  to  my  soul 
Through  Jesus  precious  blood. 

12  The  peaceful  spirit  like  a  dove, 

Then  caused  my  lips  to  sing 
And  I  was  happy  in  his  love, 
And  free  from  every  sin. 

13  I  loved  my  God,  I  loved  his  word, 

I  loved  his  children  too, 
I  loved  the  blessed  Saviour  kind, 
I  loved  his  will  to  do. 

14  I  trust  I  then  was  born  again. 

And  felt  the  Spirit's  power, 
And  hope  that  I  shall  follow  Christ 
Until  my  dying  hour. 

/S55      The  Happiness  of  Religion,     P.  IM. 

1  How  happy  is  the  man  who  has  chosen 

wisdom's  ways, 
And  measured  out  his  span  to  his  God  in 

prayer  and  praise  ; 
His  God  and  his  Bible  are  all  that  he  desires, 
To  holiness  of  heart  he  continually  aspires, 
In  poverty  he's  happy,  for  he  knows  he 

has  a  Friend, 
"Who  never  will  forsake  him,  and  on  whom 
he  can  depend. 

2  He  rises  in  the  morning,  with  the  lark  he 

tunes  his  lays. 
And  offers  up  his  tribute  to  his  God  in 

prayer  and  praise. 
And  then  to  his  labors  he  cheerfully  repair  s, 


30  BIBLE  HARP. 

In  confidence  believing  that  God  will  hear 

his  prayers ; 
Whatever  he  engages  in  at  home  or  abroad, 
His  object  is  to  honor  and  to  glorify  his  God. 

3  In  sickness,  pain  and  sorrow  he  never  will 

repine, 
While  he  is  drawing  nourishment  from 

Christ  the  living  vine ; 
When  trouble  presses  heavily,  he  leans  on 

Jesus'  breast. 
And  in  his  precious  promises  he  finds  a 

quiet  rest; 
The  yoke  of  Christ  is  easy,  and  his  burden 

always  light, 
He  lives,  nor  is  he  weary,  till  Canaan  heaves 

in  sight. 

4  *Tis  thus  you  have  his  history,  through 

life,  from  day  to  day, 
Keligion  is  no  mystery,  with  him  'tis  a 

beaten  way. 
And  when  upon  his  pillow  he  lieth  down 

to  die. 
In  hope  he  rejoices,  for  he  knows  his  God 

is  nigh; 
And  when  life's  lamp  is  flickering,  his  soul 

on  wings  of  love. 
He's  away  to  realms  of  glory  there  to  reign 

with  Christ  above. 

5^0.       The  Benefits  of  Humiliation.       Os. 
1  Low  down  in  the  beautiful  valley 
Where  love  cro^^^ls  the  meek  and  the  lowly, 
Where  loud  storms  of  envy  and  folly 
May  roll  on  their  billows  in  vain. 


BIBLE  HARP.  31 

2  This  low  vale  is  far  from  contention, 
There's  no  soul  can  dream  of  dissension; 
No  dark  wiles  of  evil  invention 

Can  find  out  these  regions  of  peace. 

3  The  low  soul  in  humble  subjection 
Shall  there  find  unshaken  protection, 
The  soft  gales  of  cheering  reflection, 
The  mind  soothes  in  sorrow  and  pain. 

4  O  there,  there  the  Lord  will  deliver. 
And  souls  drink  of  this  beautiful  river, 
Which  flows  peace  forever  and  ever, 
Where  love  and  joy  will  always  increase. 

Sy.  Debtor  to  Grace,     ^s  &  'T's, 

1  Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  praise, 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above, 
Praise  the  mount  I'm  fixed  upon  it, 

Mount  of  God's  redeeming  love. 
2  Here  I  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come. 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home ; 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God, 
He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 
8  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor. 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  bo, 


^2  BIBLE  "HAUP 

Let  tfiy  goodness  like  a  fetter 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  tlaee; 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it,* 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love; 

Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

ROBINSOK 

2^.  The  joyful  Travelers.  T's. 

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

Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
Chorus. — O  how  happy  we  shall  be, 

When  we've  gained  the  victory, 

Victory,  victory. 
When  we've  gained  the  victory. 

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

Victory,  &c. 

3  O  ye  banished  seed  be  glad, 
Christ,  our  advocate,  is  made 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother,  to  our  souls  becomes. 

Victory,  &c. 

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

Victory,  &c. 


BIBLE  HARP.  33 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  tbee. 

Victory,  &c.  Cennick. 

Forsaking  all  for  Christ. 

1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave  and  follow  thee, 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken. 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shall  be; 
Perish  every  fond  ambition. 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet,  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me. 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too, 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me. 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue. 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me: 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure, 

Come,  disaster,  scorn  and  pain. 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain ; 
I  have  called  thee  Abba  i'ather, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee. 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 
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34  BIBLE  HARP. 

4  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer, 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there; 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Grant. 

30.  Walking-  with  God,         O.  IM. 

1  O,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  "Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord; 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word. 

3  "What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed, 

How  sweet  their  memory  still; 
But  now  I  feel  an  aching  void, 
This  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Eeturn,  O  holy  dove,  return. 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest, 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn. 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

"Whate'er  that  idol  be; 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
Aid  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 


I 


BIBLE  HARP.  35 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

COWPER. 

31.  L.  M:.    X>oTxl>le. 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem, 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour  speaks, 

It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark. 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering 
bark; 
Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death  struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem, 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose. 

It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease, 
And  through  the   storm  and  dangers 
thrall. 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace; 
Now  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing  first  in  night's  diadem 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore 
The  star,  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

II,  K.  White. 


36  BIBLE  HARP. 

The  loving  kindness  of  God. 

1  Awake  my  soul  in  joyful  lays, 

And  sing  the  great  Eedeemer  s  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  free  ! 

2  When  troubles  like  a  gloomy  cloud 
Have  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving  kindness,  0  how  good  ! 

3  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

4  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale. 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 

0  !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death. 

5  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies. 

Medley. 

33.  The  praises  of  God.        O.  l^T. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy. 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  stiU 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  ^sill  boast. 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 


BIBLE  HABP  37 

From  my  example  comfort  take 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  host  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dv/elling  of  the  just, 

Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 

"Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide: 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
"Who  in  his  truth  confide, 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

Tate  &  Brady. 

34.         The  Beautiful  World.         3?.  M]. 

1  "We're  going    horti**^-   we've    had    visions 

bright 
Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light. 
Where  the  long,  dark  night  of  time  is  past, 
And  the  morn  of  eternity  dawns  at  last; 
Where  the  weary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  happy,  peaceful  home : 
Where  the  brow  with  sparkling  gems  is 

crowned. 
And  the  waves  of  bliss  are  flowing  round. 
O,  that  beautiful  world !  0,  that  beautiful 

world ! 

2  We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear,  and  all  are  free ; 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the 

plains, 


38  BIBLE  HARP. 

And  the  seraph's  anthems  blend  with  its 

strains ; 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant 

flood, 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and 

good; 
Where  stars    once  dimmed   at   nature's 

doom, 
Will  ever  shine  o'er  the  new  earth  bloom. 
O,  that  beautiful  world !  O,  that  beautiful 

world ! 
3  'Mid  the  ransomed  throng,  'mid  the  seas 

of  bliss: 
'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  ; 
Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove, 
The  depth  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love, 
0,  that  beautiful  world !  O,  that  beautiful 

world ! 

Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try. 

1  Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try 

For  a  little  season: 
Every  burden  to  lay  by. 
Come  and  let  us  reason. 

2  What  is  this  that  casts  you  down? 

What  is  this  that  grieves  you  ? 


BIBLE  HARP.  39 

Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known. 
Speaking  may  relieve  yon. 

3  Think  on  what  the  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden, 
Sweating  blood  at  every  pore, 
To  procure  our  pardon. 

4  View  him  nailed  to  the  tree, 

Bleeding,  groaning,  dying; 
See,  he  suffered  this  for  thee, 
Therefore,  be  believing. 

The  Pilgrim's  happy  lot. 

1  How  happy  is  the  Pilgrim's  lot, 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear, 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell. 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature  love  ; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load. 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things    eternal  I  pursue, 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view; 

O,  those  that  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen, 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasure  mean. 

I  never  have,  nor  want. 


40  BIBLE  HABP. 

4  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own, 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies.  J.  Wesley. 

3*7^.  Not  ashamed  of  Christ.     L.  ME. 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ; 
Ashamed  of  thee  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  sooner  far 

Let  evening  blush  to  own  her  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  just  as  soan 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he. 
Bright  morning  star  !  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend; 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And,  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

Gkigg* 


BIBLE  HARP.  41 

3^.  Good  old  way.  L.  MI. 

1  Lift  up  your  heads,  Immanuers  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasures  Jesus  sends; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

2  Our  conflicts  here  though  great  they  be. 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray. 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  Though  Satan  may  his  power  emjploy, 
Our  peace  and  comfort  to  destroy; 
Yet  never  fear,  we'll  win  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

4  O,  good  old  way,  how  good  thou  art, 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart; 
But  may  our  actions  always  say. 
We're  walking  in  the  good  old  way. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view,  by  faith,  the  promised  land; 
Then  we  will  shout,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

6  When  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore. 
We'll  join  with  those  who've  gone  before, 
And  shout  to  thiixk  we  gained  the  day, 
By  walking  in  the  good  old  way. 

•^O.  Christian  experience.        L.  IWC. 

1  When  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell. 
What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  find  him  too. 


42  BIBLE  HAEP. 

2  My  best  beloved  keeps  his  tbrone 
On  bills  of  light  in  worlds  unknown; 
But  he  descends  and  shows  his  face, 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  In  vineyards,  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand, 
He  feeds  among  the  spicy  beds. 
Where  lilies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engrossed  my  warmest  love. 
No  earthly  charms,  my  soul  can  move; 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart. 

Nor  death,  nor  hell  shall  make  us  part. 

5  He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware. 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are; 
Nor  ear  hath  heard,  nor  tongue  can  tell, 
What  raptures  in  his  presence  dwell. 

6  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies. 
Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
To  dwell  forever  with  my  love. 


*iO.  The  Christian  joys.         O.  !M!« 

1  My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 

My  spirit  doth  rejoice; 
In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy 

"When  I've  a  feast  at  home, 
My  sorrows  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comrorter  is  come. 


BIBLE  HAER  43 

3  Down  from  above,  the  blessed  Dove 

Is  come  into  my  breast, 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love, 
This  is  my  heavenly  feast.  * 

4  This  makes  me,  Abba  Father,  cry, 

With  confidence  of  soul; 
It  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  control. 

5  There  is  a  stream  which  issues  forth 

From  God's  eternal  throne. 
And  from  the  Lamb,  a  living  stream, 
Clear  as  the  crystal  stone. 

6  These  streams  do  water  Paradise, 

And  make  the  angels  sing ; 
One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart, 
Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unspeakable, 

And  full  of  glory  too; 
Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls, 
As  worldings  never  knew. 

8  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Frc^m  fancy  'tis  concealed. 
What  thou.  Lord,  hast  laid  up  for  thine 
And  hast  to  me  revealed. 

9  I  see  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 

I  taste  thy  sweetest  love ; 
My  soul  doth  leap,  but  O,  for  wings, 
The  wings  of  Noah's  dove  ! 
10  Then  should  I  flee  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  sin ; 
Then  should  my  Lord  put  forth  his  hand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 


I 


44  BIBLE  HAKP. 

11  Then  should  my  soul  with  angels  feast, 
On  joys  that  always  last; 
Blessed  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy, 
Who  gives  me  here  a  taste. 


41.  Sons  of  Zion.  I».  M:. 

1  Sons  of  Zion  wake  to  glory, 

And  shout  a  victory  won, 
V/ake,  wake,  and  I'll  tell  the  story, 

What  Christ,  Immanuel's  done; 
Tell  how  angels  met  him  coming 
From  the  throne  of  God  on  high, 
Erom  the  courts  of  the  Lord  on  high, 
Clad  in  vesture  like  us  mortals, 
With  sorrow  at  his  side  he  came. 
And  suffered  in  our  stead ; 
That  we  might  reign  with  God  on  high, 
Where  angels  and  archangels  shout. 
And  cherubs  sing,     • 
And  seraphs  say,  amen. 
Where  angels,  &c. 

2  There  songs  of  praise  on  harps  of  gold 

Shall  be  our  great  employ, 
Not  half  the  bhss  can  ere  be  told. 

What  the  saints  shall  there  enjoy; 
Then  sons  of  Zion  wake  to  glory. 

And  shout,  a  victory's  won. 
Wake,  wake,  and  I  tell  the  story. 

What  Christ,  Immanuel's  done; 
Tell,  how  angels  met  him  coming 
From  the  throne  of  God  on  high. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  45 

From  the  courts  of  the  Lord  on  high, 
Clad  in  vesture  like  us  mortals, 
With  sorrow  at  his  heart  he  came. 
And  suffered  in  our  stead, 
That  we  might  reign  with  God,  &c. 

^^.  ^.   ,   .    .  ^.  m:. 

Ihe  Invitation. 

1  The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 

Is  whispering,  sinner,  come; 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  Come. 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  Come ! 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will. 

Oh,  let  him  freely  come. 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4l  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites. 

Declares,  "I  quickly  come:" 
Lord,  even  so;  I  wait  thy  hour; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come. 

•^3.         Christian  Watchfulness.      ^.  IM. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fitted  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil; 


46  BIBLE  HARP. 

O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage. 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  zealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live, 
And,  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely; 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die.       C.  Wesley. 

-4r4.  The  Christian's  Home.  '^S. 

1  Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear. 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end; 
Forward  then  with  courage  go. 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below, 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come. 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 
Lay  to  take  us  unawares, 
Satan  with  malicious  art 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart; 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be, 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet. 
None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within; 


ii 


BIBLE  HAKR  47 

Yet,  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  will  also  conquer  these, 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — come  home. 

*^^»  Watch  and  pray.  ^»  !M!« 

1  My  soul  be  on  thy  guard. 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise, 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O  watch,  and  iight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Kenew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down; 
Thy  arduous  w^ork  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God; 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  l3reath 
Up  to  his  blest  abode.  Heath. 

40.  Faithful    Os^lOs&'Ts 

1  I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 
I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 

I'll  try  to  prove  faithful,  faithful,  faithful. 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

2  O  let  us  prove  faithful,  &c. 

3  We  mean  to  be  faithful,  &c. 


48  BIBLE  HARP. 

4  There'll  be  no  more  parting,  &c. 

5  There'll  be  no  more  sorrow,  &c. 

6  There  we  shall  see  Jesus,  &c. 

7  There  we  shall  sing  praises,  &c. 

47^.  The  Christian  Soldier.       3P.  M!. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  canse. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 
Chorus. — I'm  a  soldier  for  Jesus,  O  halle- 
lujah ! 
I  love  my  Jesus,  O  hallelujah  ! 
O  love  and  serve  the  Lord  ! 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face, 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  us  on  to  God  ? 
I'm  a  soldier,  &c. 

3  Shall  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease; 
While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize, 
"  And  sail  through  bloody  seas. 
I'm  a  soldier,  &c. 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 

Increase  my  courage.  Lord; 
To  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame. 
Supported  by  thy  word. 
I'm  a  soldier,  &c. 

5  The  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die; 


BIBLE  HARP.  49 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
I'm  a  soldier,  &c. 
6  When  that  illustrious  morn  shall  rise, 
And  all  thine  armies  shine  ; 
"With  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
j  The  glory  shall  be  thine.  Watts. 

Exhortation  to  Activity  and  Duty. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  shake  off  thy  guilty 

fears, 
The  bleeding  sacrifice  in  my  behalf  ap- 
pears ; 
Before  the  throne  my  surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above,  for  me  to  intercede. 
His  own  redeeming  love,  is  precious  for  to 

grieve ; 
His  blood  atones  for  all  our  race. 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears,  received 

on  Calvary, 
They  pour  effectual  prayers,  and  strongly 

speak  for  me; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry. 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die. 
4:  The  Father  hears  him  pray,  his  dear  an- 
nointed  one. 
He  cannot  turn  away  the  presence  of  his  Son ; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 
D 


50  BIBLE  HAHP. 

5  My  God    is    reconciled,   his   pardoning 
voice  I  hear, 
He  owns  me  for  his  child,  I  can  no  longer 

fear; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry. 

C.  Wesley, 


40.  Ss,  "Ts  &  4s. 

Prayers  for  a  Revival. 

1  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation. 

Grant  ns.  Lord,  a  gracious  rain, 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 
Lord  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  part  looked  fresh  and  green, 
All  its  plants  by  thee  were  nourished, 
Then  how  cheering  was  the  scene. 
Lord  revive  us,  &c. 

3  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high. 
Lest  for  want  of  thine  assistance. 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
Lord  revive  us,  &c. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  agaiiiy 
O  permit  them  not  to  wither. 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
Lord  revive  us,  &c. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  51 

5  Let  our  mntTial  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers, 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
Lord  revive  us,  &c. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Lord  revive  us,  &c.      Newton. 
SO.  The  true  Penitent,  O.  MI. 

1  Hark  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  'tis  found, 

My  soul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  love,  that's  from  above, 
And  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  ministers,  like  flames  of  fire, 

Are  passing  through  the  land; 
The  voice  is,  hear,  repent  and  fear. 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand. 

3  God's  people  shine  with  grace  divine, 

They're  sanctified  by  truth; 
The  saints  in  prayer  cry;  Lord  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  our  youth. 

4  Come,  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 

And  pray  with  one  accord; 
Saints,  raise  your  songs  with  j  oyful  tongues. 
To  hail  the  approaching  Lord. 
S\»  Prayers  for  a  Revival.      O.  J^X. 

1  Lord  breathe  a  reformation  flame, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  love; 
O  send  thy  Holy  Spirit  down. 
And  cause  thy  saints  to  move. 


52  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  May  sinners  now  begin  to  feel 

Conviction  in  their  heart, 
0  cause  them  now  to  cry  aloud, 
That  they  may  have  a  part. 

3  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

And  hear  our  humble  prayer  ; 
Our  children,  Lord,  we  pray  may  come, 
And  in  thy  blessing  share. 

4  Deny  us  not,  0  Lord  of  hope. 

While  trusting  in  thy  grace  ; 
O  may  our  friends  and  neighbors  come 
And  view  thy  lovely  face. 

6  0  let  them  share  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
O  let  them  feel  thy  power, 
O  draw  them  now  to  taste  thy  love, 
And  we  will  doubt  no  more. 

6  Help  them  to  call  upon  thy  name. 

And  teach  them  how  to  pray  ; 
O  may  they  now  be  born  again, 
And  walk  the  narrow  way. 

7  Bring  down  the  proud  that  look  with  scorn 

Upon  thy  chosen  few. 
Let  meekness  now  their  souls  adorn,  I 

And  make  them  Christians  too.  f 

8  We  pray  that  sinners  all  may  come. 

And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
In  prayer  to  Him  whose  power  can  save 
Through  his  atoning  blood. 


BIBLE  HAKR  53 

^2m         Revival  Blessings.     Ss  Sc  Os. 

1  The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 
The  .apices  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 

Tbe  lilies  grow  and  thrive; 
Kef^f  shing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

Aiid  make  the  dead  revive, 

2  O  tUat  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  t  prings  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become; 
Th^  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 
Whon  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

Aud  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on. 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

Mv  soul  a  witness  is ; 
I  taote  and  see  the  pardon's  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me. 

Who  comes  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  Come,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word. 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on ; 
Our  trials  and  our  troubles  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there. 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

5  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there ; 
Now  here's  my  heart  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land. 
Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 


54  BIBLE  HARP. 

^3.  Canaan.         ^s  &  Os. 

1  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan; 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die, 
I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Chorus. — O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 

I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan; 
O,  Canaan  it  is  my  happy  home, 
I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

I'm  bound,  &c. 
Look  out  for  me,  I'm  coming  too, 
I'm  bound,  &c. 

3  I  have  some  friends  before  me  gone, 

I'm  bound,  &c. 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on, 
I'm  bound,  &c, 

4  Our  songs  of  praise  shaU  fill  the  skies, 

I'm  bound,  &c. 
While  higher  still  our  joys  they'll  ris€, 
I'm  bound,  &c. 

5  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend, 

I'm  bound,  &c. 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end, 
I'm  bound,  &c. 

^4.  The  affecting  question,  T^S* 

1  Hark  !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  hear  his  word; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
Say,  iDOor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 


BIBLE  HARP.  55 

2  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded,  healed  thy  wound; 
Sought  the  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  Can  a  woman's  tender  care. 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above. 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be. 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore 

Hope  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 

COWPER. 

33.  Praise  for  Conversion,  lL2f^  &  Tl^* 

1  Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  for  the  work 

he  has  done. 
Such  heavenly  peace  in  my  soul  has  begun; 
I'll  give  him  the  glory,  while  on  earth  I 

remain. 
And  when  I  pass  over  Jordan  I'll  praise 

him  again. 

2  My  soul  is  immersed  in  a  fountain  of  love. 
My  heart  and  affection's  on  Jesiis  above; 


56  BIBLE  HAEP. 

Through  grace  I'm  determined,  I'U  never 

give  o'er, 
Till  safely  I'm  landed  on  fair  Canaan's 

shore. 


30.  Why  sleep  we  h  lis. 

1  Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  ?  come,  let  ns 

arise, 
O,  why  should  we  slumber  in  sight  of  the 

prize  ? 
Salvation  is  nearer,  our  days  are  far  spent, 
O,  let  us  be  active ;  awake  !  and  repent. 

2  O,  how  can  we  slumber,  the  Master  is 

come. 
And  calling  on  sinners  to  seek  them  a 

home  : 
The  Spirit  and  Bride  now  in  concert  unite, 
The  weary  they  welcome,  the  careless  in- 
vite. 

3  O,   how  can  we   slumber,   our  foes  are 

awake  ; 
To  ruin  poor  souls,  every  effort  they  make ; 
To  accomplish  their  object,  no  means  are 

untried ; 
The  careless  they  comfort,  the  wakeful 

misguide. 

4  O,  how  can  we  slumber !  when  so  much 

was  done, 
To  purchase  salvation  by  Jesus  the  Son  ; 


BIBLE  HAKP  57 

Now  mercy  is  preferred,  and  justice  dis- 


Now  God  can  be  honored,  and  sinners  be 
saved. 

5  0,  how  can  we  slumber !  when  death  is  so 

near, 
And  sinners  are  sinking  to  endless  despair ; 
Now  prayers  may  ayail,  and  they  gain  the 

high  prize, 
Before  they  in  torment  shall  lift  up  their 

eyes. 

6  0,  how  can  we  slumber !  ye  sinners,  look 

round, 
Before  the  last  trumpet  your  heart  shall 

confound ; 
O,  fly  to  the  Saviour,  he  calls  you  to  day, 
While  mercy  is  waiting,  O  make  no  delay. 

7  O  fly  ye,  O  fly  ye,  saith  Jesus  to  me, 
Thy  guilt  I  will  pardon,  thy  soul  I  will 

free  ; 

From  the  chains  that  have  bound  thee, 
my  grace  shall  release. 

And  thy  stains  I  will  wash,  and  thy  sor- 
rows shall  cease. 


S^ •     Heaven  begun  on  earth.  O.  1ST,  1I>. 

1  How  happy  every  child  of  grace. 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven, 


58  BIBLE  HAHP. 

This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  home  in  heaven; 

A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 
Yet,  O,  by  faith  I  see, 

The  land  of  rest,  the  saints  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

2  0  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours. 

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

And  antedate  the  day; 
We  feel  that  heaven  is  drawing  near. 

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

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3  He  soon  will  more  of  heaven  bestow. 

And  let  the  vessels  break. 
Then  shall  our  ransomed  spirits  go, 

And  praise  the  God  we  seek; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  we  gaze. 

And  all  his  glories  see. 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Through  all  eternity.      C.  Wesley, 

SS.  Give  me  Jesus,      T^S  &>  4s. 

1  I've  heard  young  converts  say, 
I've  heard  young  converts  say, 
I've  heard  young  converts  say. 

Give  me  Jesus,  give  me  Jesus,  give  me  Jesus, 
And  you  may  have  all  this  world  besides. 
Give  me  Jesus. 

2  When  I'm  happy  hear  me  sing, 
When  I'm  ha^Dpy  hear  me  sing, 
When  I'm  happy  hear  me  sing, 


BIBLE  HARP.  59 

Give  me  Jesus,  give  me  Jesus,  give  me  Jesus, 
And  you  may  have  all  this  world  besides, 
Give  me  Jesus. 

3  When  in  sorrow  hear  me  pray,  &c. 

4  In  the  morning  when  I  rise,  &c. 

5  At  noonday  when  I  pray,  &c. 

6  At  midnight  when  I  sleep,  &c. 

7  When  I'm  dying  hear  me  cry,  &c. 

8  In  the  resurrection  morn,  &c. 

9  When  in  heaven  w^e  will,  sing. 
When  in  heaven  we  will  sing, 
When  in  heaven  we  will  sing, 

Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 
By  thy  grace  we  are  saved. 
Blessed  Jesus. 

30.  The  Invitation.  P.  M!. 

1  Come,  brothers,  will  you  go  along  with  me. 
For  to  seek  a  happy  home. 

And  to  die  in  the  arms  of  Jesus  ? 
List  in  the  field  of  battle. 
Fight  on  the  field  of  battle. 
Die  on  the  field  of  battle. 
Glory  in  our  souls. 

2  Come,   sisters,   will   you   go  along  with 

me?  &c. 

3  Come,   sinners,  will  you  go  along  with 

me?  &c. 

4  Backsliders  will  you  go  along  with  me  ?  &c. 


60  BIBLE  HARP. 

00.  Prayers  answered.  L.  M!, 

1  Pray  on,  my  brethren,  in  the  Lord, 
Pray  till  j^ou  feel  the  power  of  God, 
Pray  till  you  diive  your  doubts  away, 
Pray  till  you  see  the  Gospel  day. 

2  Pray,  for  the  mourners,  see  their  grief, 
Pray  till  their  souls  shall  find  relief, 
Pray  for  the  wicked  everywhere. 
Pray  that  your  garments  may  be  clear. 

3  Soon  you  shall  have  your  hearts  desire. 
Our  God  will  answer  as  by  fire; 
You'll  see  the  effect  of  fervent  prayer. 
In  the  abundant  grace  you  share. 

01.  The  new  Converts.     Os  &  Os. 

1  O  how  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Savioiu^  obey. 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above; 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
^Vhen  the  Saviour  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 
When  my  heart  it  believed. 
What  true  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name. 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know. 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat. 

And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 


BIBLE  HARP.  61 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song, 

0  that  all  his  salvation  might  see; 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried. 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love 

1  was  carried  above, 

All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  could  grieve, 

That  I  ever  should    suffer   again. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat; 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  fire. 

And  the  world  was  quite  under  my  feet. 

7  0  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight. 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possess'd, 

I  was  perfectly  blest. 

As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

The  long  suffering  of  God. 

PART    I. 

1  When  I  set  out  for  glory, 
I  left  the  world  behind, 
Determined  for  a  city, 

That's  out  of  sight,  to  find; 
And  to  glory  I  will  go. 


62  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  I  left  my  worldly  honor, 

I  left  my  worldly  fame, 
I  left  my  young  companions. 
And  with  them  my  good  name. 
And  to  glory  I  will  go. 

3  Some  said,  I'd  better  tarry. 

They  thought  I  was  too  young 
For  to  prepare  for  dying, 
But  that  was  all  my  theme. 
And  to  glory  I  will  go. 

PAKT   II. 

4  The  Lord,  he  loves  the  beggar, 

Who  truly  begs  indeed; 
He  always  will  relieve  him. 
Whene'er  he  stands  in  need. 
And  to  begging  I  will  go. 

5  I  do  not  beg  for  riches. 

Nor  to  be  dressed  fine. 
The  garment  that  he'll  give  me, 
The  sun  it  will  outshine. 
And  to  begging  I  will  go. 

6  The  richest  man  I  ever  saw, 

Was  one  that  begged  the  most; 
His  soul  was  filled  with  Jesus, 
And  with  the  Holy  Ghost. 
And  to  begging  I  will  go. 

03.  lis,  "Ts  Sd  4s. 

The  old  ship  Zion, 
1  O  what  ship  is  this  that  is  now  sailing  by? 
O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
'Tis  the  old  ship  of  Zion, 
Hallelujah ! 


BIBLE  HARP.  63 

2  Will  you  tell  me  what  is  your  Captain 

name? 
O  glory,  hallelujah  ! 
'Tis  the  meek  and  lowly  Jesus, 
Hallelujah ! 

3  What  colors  do  you  hoist  in  time  of  war 

O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
*Tis  the  bloody  robe  of  Jesus, 
Hallelujah ! 

4  The  old  ship  Zion  is  a  man-of-war, 

O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
For  she  never  has  been  taken, 
Hallelujah ! 

5  O  what  men  are  those  who  are  going  on 

board, 
O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
They  are  passengers  for  glory, 
Hallelujah ! 

6  Do  you  think  she  will  be  able  for  to  carry 

us  all  o'er  ? 
O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
Yes,  she's  carried  many  thousands,  halle- 
lujah. 
And  can  carry  as  many  more,  hallelujah ! 

7  Can  you  tell  when  she'll  be  ready  for  to 

sail? 
O  glory,  hallelujah ! 
Time  enough  to  reach  the  harbor. 
Hallelujah ! 

8  O  what  shall  we  do  when  we  all  get  there, 

O  glory,  hallelujah ! 


64  BIBLE  HARP. 

"We  will  shout  and  sing  forever, 
Hallelujah ! 
9  Is  there  any  body  here  that  is  going  on 
board  ? 
O  glory,  hallelujah! 
We  will  sail  along  together, 
Hallelujah ! 

04.  The  Gospel  Ship.  F.  IMC. 

1  The  Gospel  ship  is  sailing  by. 
The  ark  of  safety  now  is  nigh; 
O  sinners,  unto  Jesus  fly, 
Im]Drove  your  day  of  grace. 

Chorus. — O  there'll  be  glory,  glory,  0  halle- 
lujah ! 
O  there'll  be  glory. 
When  all  the  saints  get  home. 

2  Come,  fathers,  will  you  go  with  me, 
Come,  mothers,   will  you  go  with  me; 
Eternity  you  soon  shall  see. 

When  saints  shall  reign  on  high.     Cho 

3  Come,  brothers,  will  you  go  with  me? 
Come,  sisters,  will  you  go  with  me  ? 
Come,  neighbors,  will  you  go  with  me  ? 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come,      Cho. 
When  all  the  saints  get  home  ? 

4  The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on. 
The  glass  of  life  will  soon  be  run 
Creation  with  her  fiery  doom ; 
The  Lord  will  soon  appear,     Cho. 
When  saints  shall  view  him  near. 


'BIBLE  HAKP.  C5 

6  Now,  hark  !  tlie  trumpet  rends  the  skies, 
See,  slumbering  millions  wake  and  rise 
With  joy,  with  terror,  and  surprise. 
The  last  great  day  is  come     Cho. 
Around  the  judgment  throne. 

O^.  The  Turtle  Dove.Hj.  MI.  D. 

1  Hark !  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove, 
The  token  of  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
From  hill  to  hill  we  hear  the  sound, 
And  neighboring  valleys  all  around; 
O,  Zion,  hear  the  turtle  dove, 

The  token  of  our  Saviour's  love, 
He  comes  the  barren  land  to  cheer, 
And  welcome  in  the  jubal  year. 

2  The  winter 's  past,  the  storms  are  o'er, 
We  feel  the  chilling  winds  no  more, 
The  spring  is  come,  and  summer  too, 
All  things  appear  divinely  new ; 

On  Zion's  mount  the  watchmen  cry, 
The  resurrection 's  drawing  nigh, 
Behold  the  nations  from  abroad 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 

3  The  latter  days  are  verging  on. 
And  fugitives  are  flocking  home. 
Behold  them  crowd  the  Gospel  road. 
All  pressing  to  the  mount  of  God; 
O,  yes !  and  I  will  join  that  band. 

And  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
With  Satan's  band  no  more  to  be. 
But  fight  for  Christ  and  liberty. 
E 


66  BIBLE  HAKP. 

4  His  banner  soon  will  be  unfurled, 
And  he  will  come  to  judge  tbe  world, 
On  Zion's  mount  we  then  shall  stand, 
Surrounded  by  fair  Canaan's  land; 
The  sun  and  moon  shall  darkened  stand, 
And  flames  consume  the  sea  and  land; 
"When  worlds  on  worlds  together  blaze. 
We'll  shout  the  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

OO.  Call  for  aid,  ^s. 

1  Brethren,  we  have  met  for  worship. 

And  to  adore  the  Lord  our  God, 
Will  you  pray  with  all  your  power. 

While  we  wait  upon  the  Lord; 
All  is  vain,  unless  the  Spirit 

01  the  Holy  One  comes  down. 
Brethren,  pray,  and  heavenly  manna 

Will  be  showered  all  around. 

2  Don't  you  see  poor  sinners  round  you, 

Slumbering  on  the  brink  of  woe  ? 
Death  is  coming,  hell  is  moving, 

Can  you  bear  to  let  them  go  ? 
See  your  fathers  and  your  mothers 

And  your  children  sinking  down, 
Brethren,  pray  with  all  your  power, 

And  the  blessings  will  come  down. 

3  Don't  you  see  the  poor  backsliders. 

Who  were    once  near  heaven's  door  ? 
But  they've  wandered  from  the  Saviour, 

And  are  worse  than  e'er  before ; 
But  the  Saviour  offers  pardon. 

If  they  will  to  him  return, 
Brethren,  pray  with  all  your  power. 

And  the  blessing  wiU  come  down. 


1 


BIBLE  HARP  67 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help  us, 

Moses'  sister  helped  him, 
Will  you  seek  the  trembling  mourners; 

Who  are  struggling  hard  with  sin; 
Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour, 

Tell  them  that  He  maybe  found, 
Sisters,  pray  with  all  your  power. 

And  the  blessing  will  come  down. 

OT^.  Future  Hope.  ^s  &  "Tf^. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely. 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low: 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number. 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel; 

But  'tis  God  who  hath  bereft  us : 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

OS.       The  Converts  joy  and  duty.    P.  3X. 

1  The  glorious  light  of  Zion  is  spreading 

far  and  wide. 
And  sinners  now  are  coming  into  the  Gospel 
tide; 


68  BIBLE  HARP. 

The  standard  of  King  Jesus  doth  now  in 

triumph  rise, 
And  sinners  crowd  around  it  with  bitter 

shrieks  and  cries. 

2  The  sufferings  of  the  Saviour  upon  mount 

Calvary- 
Are  sounding  loud  to  sinners — come,  this 

will  set  you  free; 
And  while  this  glorious  message  is  cir- 
culating round. 
Some  souls  exposed  to  ruin,  redeeming 
love  have  found. 

3  And  of  that  happy  number  I  hope  that  I 

am  one, 
And  Jesus  Christ  will  finish  the  work  he 

has  begun; 
He'll  cut  it  short  in  righteousness,  and 

I'll  forever  be 
A  monument  of  mercy  to  all  eternity, 

4  I  am  but  a  young  convert,  I  lately  did 

enlist, 

A  soldier  under  Jesus,  my  Captain,  King, 
and  Priest; 

I  have  received  my  bounty,  likewise  my 
martial  dress, 

A  ring  of  love  and  favor,  a  robe  of  right- 
eousness. 

5  And  down  into  the  water,  young  converts 

love  to  go, 
To  serve  our  Lord  and  Master  in  right- 
eous acts  below; 


BIBLE  HARP.  69 

To  lay  our  sinful  bodies  beneath  the 
yielding  wave, 

An  emblem  of  the  Saviour  when  he  lay  in 
the  grave. 

Come,  all  ye  elder  brethren,  who're  sol- 
diers of  the  cross, 

Who  for  the  sake  of  Jesus  have  counted 
all  things  dross; 

Come,  pray  for  me,  young  converts,  that 
we  may  travel  on. 

And  meet  you  all  in  glory  where  our  Ke- 
deemer  's  gone. 


Remember  thy  Creator. 
1  Eemember  thy  Creator, 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  ages  night; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 
2  Remember  thy  Creator, 

Before  the  dust  returns 
To  earth,  for  'tis  its  nature. 

And  life's  last  ember  burns; 
Before  the  God  who  gave  it, 

The  Spirit  shall  appear, 
He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

S.  F.  Smith. 


70  BIBLE  HARP. 

Wings  of  Faith. 

1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

2  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

3  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod — 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast — 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possessed  the  promised  rest. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  given. 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

The  Saviour  knocking  at  the  door. 

1  Behold,  a  stranger  at  the  door. 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Hath  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  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  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  he. 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 


BIBLE  HABR  71 

4  Bise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn. 
His  feet  departed,  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him  or  the  hour's  at  hand 

You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand.     Gregg. 

^2*  Never  be  afraid.    I*.  M!. 

1  Never  be  afraid  to  speak  for  Jesus, 

Think  how  much  a  word  can  do ; 
Never  be  afraid  to  own  your  Saviour, 
He  who  loves  and  cares  for  you. 
Cho. — Never  be  afraid,  never  be  afraid. 
Never,  never,  never, 
Jesus  is  your  loving  Saviour, 
Therefore  never  be  afraid. 

2  Never  be  afraid  to  work  for  Jesus, 

In  His  vineyard  day  by  day; 
Labor  with  a  kind  and  willing  spirit, 
He  will  all  your  toil  repay.     Cho. 

•ye.  os  &  ss. 

Royal  Proclamation. 

1  Hear  the  Koyal  Proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvation 
Publishing  to  every  creature 
To  the  ruined  sons  of  nature. 
Cho. — Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious. 

Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious, 
Jesus  reigns. 


72  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
Hear  the  heralds'  loudly  crying: 
Kebel,  sinners,  royal  favor 

Now  is  offered  by  the  Saviour.     Cho. 

3  Hear,  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing; 
Here  is  life  and  ft  ee  salvation 
Offered  to  the  whole  creation.     Cho, 

4  'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died. 
For  you  he  was  crucified, 
Conquered  death  and  rose  to  heaven, 
Life  eternal 's  through  him  given.     Cho, 

5  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy. 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly, 
Turn,  or  you  are  lost  forever, 

Oh,  now  fly  unto  the  Saviour.     Cho, 

6  Here  is  life,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money; 
Mercy  flowing  like  a  fountain. 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain.     Cho* 

7  For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains 
Purling  streams  and  crystal  fountains, 
Boaring  thunders,  Hghtnings,  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises.     Cho 

8  Now  our  hearts  have  caught  new  fire, 
Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Shout  with  royal  acclamation 

To  the  King  of  our  salvation.     Cho, 

9  Shout  ye  saints  of  every  nation 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation, 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  almighty  Prince  of  Zion.       Cho, 


BIBLE  HAKP.  73 

10  Shout,  ye  saints,  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  hath  purchased  our  redemption, 
Angels  shout  the  pleasing  story 
Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory, 
Cho. 

•^4,  The  Christian's  anxiety.     !*•  !MI. 

1  With  love  and  pity  I  look  round 

Upon  my  fellow  clay, 
See,  men  reject  the  Gospel  sound, 

O  Lord,  what  shall  I  say  ? 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  may  the  Lord  help 

you  turn, 
O  turn,  for  why  will  you  die  ? 

2  My  bowels  yearn  for  dying  men, 

Doomed  to  eternal  woe; 
Fain  would  I  speak,  but  'tis  in  vain, 
If  God  does  not  speak  too. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

3  O  sinners,  sinners,  won't  you  hear, 

When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 
Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear. 
Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

4t  Now  is  the  time,  the  accepted  hour, 
O  sinners  come  away; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arise  without  delay. 

O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

5  0  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room. 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw; 


74  BIBLE  HARP. 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 
To  execute  his  law. 

0  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

6  Then  where  poor  mortals  shall  you  be, 

If  destitute  of  grace, 
"When  you  your  injured  judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

7  0  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 

How  you  would  wish  to  fly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all  searching  eye. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

8  But  death  and  hell  must  all  appear, 

And  you  among  them  stand, 
Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 
Arraign'd  at  Christ's  left  hand. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 

9  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  a  list'ning  ear; 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 
O  turn,  sinners,  turn,  &c. 


T^S.  The  Gospel  O.  IMC. 

1  Come,  sinners,  hear  the  Gospel  word, 
Jehovah  doth  declare; 
Bepent,  believe,  while  life  shall  last. 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 


BIBLE  HARP.  75 

2  Our  lives  are  like  an  evening  gone, 

Swift  through  the  breathing  air; 
O,  prepare  to  meet  thy  God, 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 

3  Come,  O  ye  sinners !  come  to  Christ, 

With  all  believing  prayer; 
And  plead  the  merits  of  his  death, — 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 

4  The  blood  of  Christ  was  shed  for  you, 

To  save  you  from  despair; 
Let  conscience  speak,  and  it  will  say — 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 

5  Now  is  the  time,  your  Saviour  cries, — 

On  him  cast  every  care; 
Come,  then,  accept  this  offer  now,  — 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 

6  The  King  of  glory 's  gone  before, 

A  mansion  to  prepare ; 
Oh,  seek  an  interest  in  his  blood, — 
There  is  no  time  to  spare. 

T'O.        The  Christian  Invitation.     P.  BJC, 

1  Come,  sinners,  to  the  Saviour, 

Every  one; 
He's  died  for  your  behaviour. 

Every  one; 
What  could  he  have  done  more  ? 
O,  no  longer  then  delay ; 
Haste  ye,  haste  ye,  while  'tis  day, — 

O  sinners,  come ! 
What  could  he  have  done  more  ?  &c. 


I 


76  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  You're  all  alike  invited, 

Every  one; 
Come  rich  and  poor,  united, 

Every  one; 
Come,  go  along  with  us. 
And  together  we  will  sing, — 
Glory  to  our  God  and  King,- 

O,  sinner,  oome! 
And  go  along  with  us,  &c. 

3  Then  soon  we'll  meet  in  glory, 

Every  one ; 
And  there  repeat  the  story, 

Every  one; 
Kneeling  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Singing,  worthy  is  the  Lamb 
That  on  Calvary  was  slain,— 

O,  sinners,  come ! 
And  bow  at  Jesus'  feet  : 
Would  you  find  a  welcome  there. 
You  must  seek  for  pardon  here ; 

O,  sinners,  come!       J.  G.  Febbt. 

•7^*7^.  Entreaty.  P.  ]MC. 

1  Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
What  shall  thy  soul  do  when  arrayed  in 

terror  ? 
When  God  shall  command  thee  covered 
with  pollution, 
Up  to  the  judgment  ? 

2  Wilt   thou  escai^e   from  his  omniscient 

notice  ? 
Fly  to  the  caverns,  court  annihilation  ; 


BIBLE  HAEP.  77 

Vain  thy  presumption,  justice  still  shall 
triumph 
In  thy  destruction. 

3  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhile  and 
ponder, 
Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  judge  in 

vengeance 
Hurl  from  his  presence  thine  affrighted 
spirit 
Swift  to  perdition. 

4:  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst 
not  hear  him, 
Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been 

slighted; 
Yet,  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  un- 
folded 
Waits  to  embrace  thee. 

5  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this 
moment. 
Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted. 
Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleanness, 
Jesus  invites  you. 

T^S.     The  Invitation  and  Resolve.    0«  ML. 

1  Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fears  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 


78  BIBLE  HABP. 

I  know  liis  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  liis  throne, 

.And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 

Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray. 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  I  can  but  perish,  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 

6  But  should  I  die  with  mercy  sought. 

When  I  the  King  have  tried; 
I  there  should  die  (delightful  thought). 
Where  ne'er  a  sinner  died. 

WiNDSON,  Lanesboro,  Franklin. 


T^O .  Christ  will  forgive,         S.  MC 

1  Come,  trembling  sinner,  come, 

And  bow  before  the  Lord ; 

Come  as  you  are  to  Jesus'  feet, 

And  trust  his  sacred  word. 

2  He's  promised  to  forgive. 

The  soul  that  trusts  his  grace; 
Repenting  sinner,  you  shall  live, 
And  see  his  smiling  face. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  79 

50.  Sinners  entreated  to  reflect,     ^.  BJC, 

1  0  !  thoughtless  sinners  think, 

Think  on  your  dreadful  doom, 
Think  of  that  awful  burning  hell 
That  lies  beyond  the  tomb. 

2  Think  of  a  heaven  above 

Where  joy  eternal  reigns, 
Think  of  the  dying  Saviour's  love, 
His  tears,  and  groans,  and  pains. 

3  Think  how  he  bore  the  cross. 

That  he  might  pardon  give ; 
Then  fly  to  him,  ye  dying  souls, 
Repent,  return,  and  live. 

D.  M.  C.  Stedman. 

51.  Sinners  invited.    Ss,  T^s  &  4^. 
1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy. 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power. 
Chorus. — Turn  to  the  Lord,  and  seek  salva- 
tion, 
Sound  the  praise  of  his  dear  name ; 
Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  come  to  reign. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance. 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh.    Cho. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him.     Cho, 


80  BIBLE  HABP. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden. 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all.     Cho. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Low  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him. 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies.     Cho. 

^2.  l^s  &  lis. 

The  Saviour's  Invitation. 

1  Will  you  come  to  the  cross  I  have  died  on 

for  you. 
To  save  you  from  death  which  was  justly 

your  due  ? 
Will  you — ^will  you — will  you — will    you 

come  to  the  cross  ? 

2  And  while  at  my  feet  in  contrition  you  lie, 
I'll  hush  with  my  love  every  penitent  sigh; 
Say,   will  you — ^will  you — will  you — will 

you  take  up  the  cross  ? 

3  'Tis  your  Saviour  that  calls,  'tis  your  God 

that  implores 
You  sinners  to  turn  and  embrace    His 

dear  cause; 
Say,  will  you — will  you — ^will  you — ^will 

you  turn  and  be  free  ? 

4  Be  free  fi*om  the  world,  its  temptation  and 

care, — 
And  take  up  the  cross,  it  is  easy  to  bear; 
Say,  will  you — will  you — will  you — will 

you  take  up  the  cross  ? 


BIBLE  HAEP.  81 

5  'Twill  be  feet  for  the  lame  and  support  for 

the  frail, 
And  a  weapon  of  war  when  thy  foes  shall 

assail; 
Say,  will  yon — ^will  yon — will  you — will 

you  take  up  the  cross  ? 

S3.  Will  you  go.  P.  M:. 

1  We're  trav'ling  home  to  heaven  above, 

will  you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love,  will  you 

go,  will  you  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  Kings  and  Priests  to  God, 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road,  will 

you  go,  will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

will  you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name, 

will  you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
The  crown  of  life  we  soon  shall  wear. 
The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall 

bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share,  will 

you  go,  will  you  go  ? 

3  The  way  to  heaven  is  free  to  all,  will  you 

go,  will  you  go  ? 
For  Jew  and  Gentile,  great  and  small,  will 

you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 
With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 
And  now  with  saints  for  glory  start,  will 

you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
F 


82  BIBLE  HAEP. 

4  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain, 

will  you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
Eepent,  believe,  be  born  again,   will  you 

go,  will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee  . 
Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me, 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see,  will  you 

go,  will  you  go  ? 

5  O  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say,  I  will  go  * 

I  will  go ! 
I'll  start  this  moment  clear  the  way,  let  me 

go  !  let  me  go  ! 
My  old  companions  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell, 
I  mean  with  Jesus  Christ  to  dwell,  I  will 

go  !  I  will  go  ! 

S4.         Christian  Fellowship  S.  ]MC. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

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

2  Before  our  Father's  throne. 

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

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 

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


BIBLE  HAEP  83 


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  hope  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 
Through  all  eternity. 


Careless  sinner  warned, 

1  O  careless  sinner,  come,  pray,  now  attend. 
This  world  is  not  your  home,  it  soon  will 

end; 

Jehovah  calls  aloud,  forsake  the  thought- 
less' crowd. 

Pursue  the  road  to  God,  and  happy  be. 

2  No  happiness  you'll  find  while  thus  you  go. 
No  peace  unto  your  mind,  but  pain  and  woe 
Attend  you  every  day  while  far  from  God 

you  stray, 
O,  sinner,  come  away,  and  ever  live. 


84  BIBLE  HAKP. 

3  How  many  calls  you've  had.  I  call  again; 
How  can  you  be  so  bad,  so  full  of  sin 

As  to  refuse  the  voice  which  calls  you  to 

rejoice 
In  making  heaven  your  choice  and  shun- 

ing  hell. 

4  Nor  do  I  call  alone ;  the  Saviour  too, 
E'en  with  his  dying  groan,  cries,  bid  adieu 
To  all  your  lovers  now,  and  to  his  sceptre 

bow, 
And  he  will  tell  you  how  to  live  anew. 

5  But  if  you  will  refuse,  down,  down  you'll  go. 
And  with  the  mcked  choose  the  road  to  woe ; 
Alas !    how  can  you  slight  the  rays  of 

Gospel  light. 
And  sink  in  endless  night,  where  silence 


^O.  Expostulation,     ^s  Sc  T's. 

1  Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading, 

At  the  sinners  bolted  heart; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinners  part. 
Cho. — Sinners,  can  you  hate  the  Saviour? 
Will  you  trust  him  from  your  arms  ? 
Once  he  died  for  your  behaviour, 
Now  he  calls  you  to  his  charms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  bloodshed, 

Shows  his  wounded  hands  and  feet; 
Father,  save  them,  though  they're  blood- 
red. 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  85 

3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day; 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
0,  return,  repent,  and  pray. 

4  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 

Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in; 
Now  receive,  and,  O,  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
ST'.  Stop,  poor  Sinner,         I*.  IMLm 

1  Stop,  poor  sinner  stop,  and  think, 

Before  you  further  go ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop, 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take, 
Stay  your  footsteps,  ere  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day 

Which  his  justice  shaU  proclaim, 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  away. 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar, 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom. 

Will  fill  you  with  despair; 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd. 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye, 
Each  for  vengeance,  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply. 


86  BIBLE  HAER 

4  Though  your  hearts  were  made  of  steel, 
And  your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God,  at  length,  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass ; 
Sinners,  then,  in  vain  will  call. 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, 
Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall. 
And  hide  us  from  his  face. 

Newton. 


S^.  The  Gospel  Feast,  i».  M[. 

1  Come,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast. 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest; 
You  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

Through  grace,  free  grace, 

To  all  the  Jews  and  Gentile  race. 

2  Sent  by  the  Lord,  on  you  I  call, 
The  invitation  is  to  all; 

Come,  all  the  world,  come  sinner,'  thou, 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 
Through  grace,  &c. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wanderers,  after  rest; 

Ye  poor  and  maimed,  ye  halt  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 
Through  grace,  &c. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive, 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live ; 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain. 

Through  grace,  &c. 


BIBLE  HARP.  S7 

6  His  love  is  miglity  to  compel, 
His  conquering,  consent  to  feel; 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 
Through  grace,  &c. 

SO.    The  Jubilee  proclaimed.  H.  ]MC. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  solemn  sound, 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remotest  bound; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return  ye  ransomed  sinners  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin  atoning  Lamb, 
Redemption  by  his  blood; 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive. 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell. 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  The  Gospel  trumpet,  hear 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace, 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near. 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made. 


88  BIBLE  HAEP. 

Ye  weary  spirits  rest, 

Ye  mourning  souls  be  glad; 
Tke  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Beturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

TOPLADY. 

00«     Turn  ye,  for  why  will  you  die.     lis. 

1  O,  turn  ye,  O,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  you  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so 

nigh; 
Since  Jesus  InviteLS  you,  the  Spirit,  says 

come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you 

home. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion  that  while  you 

delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying 

away; 
Come,  wretched,  come,  starving,  come, 

just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so 

free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to 

receive, 
O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe ; 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 

come? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome,  he  bids  you, 

come  home. 

4  In  riches,  in  pleasure,  what  can  you  ob- 

tain, 
To   soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your 
pain; 


BIBLE  HARP.  89 

To  bear  up  your  spirits  when  summon'd  to 

die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high. 

6  Come,  give  us  your  hand  and  the  Saviour 

your  heart. 
And  trusting  in  heaven  we  never  shall  part ; 
O,  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you 

not  come  ? 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at 

home. 

Ol.  The  last  call  of  Mercy.      I*,  M!. 

,  1  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy 

That  lingers  for  thee, 
O  sinner  receive  it. 

To  Jesus  now  flee; 
He  often  has  called  thee, 

But  thou  hast  refused, 
His  offered  salvation, 

And  love  is  abused. 

2  If  thou  slightest  this  warning 

Now  offered  at  last, 
Thine  will  be  the  sad  mourning. 

The  harvest  is  past; 
Salvation  I've  slighted. 

The  summer  is  o'er, 
And  now  there  is  pardon. 

Sweet  pardon  no  more. 

3  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy, 

O  steel  not  thy  heart, 
For  now  she  is  rising 
From  earth  to  depart. 


90  BIBLE  HABP. 

The  last  note  is  sounding 
The  true  midnight  cry, 

The  bridegroom  is  coming, 
Obey,  lest  you  die. 

4  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy, 

O,  turn  not  away, 
For  now  swiftly  hasteth 

The  dread  vengeance  day; 
The  Spirit  invites  you. 

And  pleads  with  you,  come, 
O  come  to  life's  waters. 

Nor  thirstingly  roam. 

5  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy 

That  lingers  lor  thee. 
Break  away  from  thy  bondage, 

O,  sinner,  be  free; 
Be  not  a  sad  mourner, 

When  harvest  is  past, 
And  summer  is  ended. 

To  perish  at  last. 


Mourning  over  departed  Comforts. 

1  O  thou  who  driest  the  mourners'  -tear, 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If  pierced  by  sins  and  sorrows  here, 

We  could  not  fly  to  thee ; 
The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  comes,  are  flown. 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give 

Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 


BIBLE  HARP.  91 

2  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 

Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 
When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 
A  moments'  sparkle  o'er  our  tears, 

Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too. 

3  O,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom. 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 

Our  peace-branch  from  above. 
The  sorrow  touched  by  thee  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapturous  ray, 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light, 

We  never  saw  by  day.  Moore. 

03.  Longing  for  Christ.        P.  MI. 

1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see, 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds  and  sweet 
flowers 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me; 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay, 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice. 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear, 


92  BIBLE  HARP. 

No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  j)leasure  resigned, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 
i         Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind; 
=      While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace,  a  toy  would  appear, 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine. 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul  cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  bring  me  to  view  thee  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

04.  Return,  0  Wanderer,      O.  IMLm 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face ; 
These  new  desires  which  in  thee  bum, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Eeturn,  O  wanderer,  return. 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn. 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live; 
Go  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 


BIBLE  HARP.  93 

4  Ketum,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  wipe  the  falling  tear; 
Thy  Father  calls,  no  longer  mourn, 
'Tis  loye  invites  thee  near. 

T.  Hastings. 

O^,    The  Christian's  solemn  Inquiry,   'T^S. 

1  'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know. 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 

Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 
If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame  V 
Hardly  sure  can  they  be  worse. 

Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  I  knew  the  Saviour's  love  ? 
When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within. 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild, 
Filled  with  unbelief  and  sin, 

Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

3  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read. 

Sin  is  mixed  with  all  I  do. 
You  who  love  the  Lord  indeed. 

Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 
Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 

Find  my  sins  a  grief  and  thrall, 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel. 

If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

4  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun, 


94  BIBLE  HARP. 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  graee, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun; 

Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray. 

If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 


Newton, 


OO.     Godly  sorrow  at  the  Cross,    O.  !M[. 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
Chorus. — Remember  me,  remember  me, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me; 
Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

2  "Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree.     Cho. 

3  "Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin.      Cho. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears.      Cho 


BIBLE  HAEP.  95 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe, 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
*Tis  all  that  I  can  do.     Cho 

"Watts. 

A  penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

1  Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here,  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies. 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hopes  still  hovering  round  thy  word ; 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Watts. 


^  BIBLE  HAEP. 

OS.  The  Prodigal  Son,    O.  I?.  ME. 

1  Afflictions  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stop'd  the  Prodigal's  career, 
And  caused  him  to  repent. 
Cho.  — I  die  with  hunger  here,  he  cries, 
I  starve  in  foreign  lands, 
My  father's  house  has  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

2  His  father  saw  him  coming  back. 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck, 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 
Cho. — I  die  with  hunger  now  no  more, 
Nor  starve  in  foreign  lands, 
My  father's  house  has  bread  in  store, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  Father,  I've  sinned,  but,  0,  forgive ! 

Enough,  the  father  said  ; 
Rejoice  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead.     Cho. 

4  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around  : 
My  son  was  dead  and  lives  again, 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found.     Cho. 

5  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals 

To  call  poor  sinners  home. 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels. 
And  welcomes  all  to  come.     Cho. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  97 

OO.  PRAYERS.  O.  M;. 

At  the  opening  of  a  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  Within  these  doors,  assembled  now, 

We  wait  thy  blessing,  Lord; 
Appear  within  our  midst,  we  pray, 
According  to  thy  word. 

2  May  some  sweet  promise  be  applied 

When  we  attempt  to  read. 
For  this  alone  can  give  support 
Li  every  time  of  need. 

3  0  breathe  upon  our  lifeless  souls, 

And  raise  our  drooping  hearts, 
That  we  may  see  thy  smiling  face 
Before  we  hence  depart. 

4  And  now,  O  blessed  Spirit,  come. 

We  long  to  see  thee  move; 
Strengthen  our  faith,  revive  our  zeal. 
And  fill  us  all  with  love. 

lOO.         The  House  of  Prayer. 

Tune.— The  Old  Arm  Chair. 
1  I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  who  shall  dare 
To  chicle  me  for  loving  the   House  of 

Prayer  ? 
I  have  prized  it  long  as  a  holy  place. 
Where  my  gracious  God  shows  his  smiling 

face; 
Do  you  ask  me  why  I  linger  here  ? 
Why  the  place  to  me  is  so  sweet  and  dear? 
Here  my  soul  was  sav'd  from  the  fowler's 

snare, 
And  a  sacred  place  is  the  House  of  Prayer. 
G 


98  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  'Tis  a  place  of  peace,  and  a  place  of  rest, 

And  of  all  the  earth  this  place  is  the  best, 

Here  we  feast  on  love  and  abound  in  joy — ■ 

Our  hearts  beat  high  with  hope,  and 

our  tongues  we  employ 

In  the  praise  of  him  who  came  to  save 

From  the  guilt  of  sin,  and  the  power  of 

the  grave. 
His  love  and  truth  we  here  declare, 
And  we  love  to  pray  in  the  House  of  Prayer. 

3  Here  the  meek  and  the  lowly  in  heart 


To  raise  the  voice  while  they  bend  the 

knee, 
And  gentle  showers  of  grace  distil, 
Our  hearts  to  cheer,  our  souls  to  fill; 
Let  the  vain  and  proud  this  place  pass  by. 
Let  them  scorn  the  thought  to  linger  nigh. 
But  I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  wiU  declare 
That  there  is  no  place  like  the  House  of 

Prayer. 

4  No  place  like  this  beneath  the  sun. 
But  there'll  be  a  place  in  the  world  to 

come, 
Where  the  wicked  will  not  trouble  the 

blest, 
Where  the  weary  soul  wiU  forever  rest. 
Where  the  prayer  of  faith  finds  its  great 

reward, 
And  the  faithful  one  wiU  be  with  the  Lord; 
But  until  my  soul  shall  enter  there. 
Let   me    still  delight  in  the  House  of 

Prayer. 


BIBLE  HARP.  99 

lOl.  C  ]>X, 

Versification  of  the  Lord's  Prayer. 
Note. — The  following   versification  of   the   Lord's 
Prayer  was  composed  by  Dr.  Judson,  March,  1825, 
while  in  prison  at  Ava,  in  Burmah,  and  is  said  to  be 
comprised  in  fewer  words  than   the  original  Greek 
and  in  two  more  only  than  the  common  translation. 

1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name, 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done, 
In  earth  and  heaven  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 

And,  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 

From  evil  set  us  free. 
The  kingdom,  power,  and  glory.  Lord, 
Ever  belong  to  thee. 

lO^.         The  nature  of  Prayer,      O.  ME. 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed. 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire. 

That  trembles  in  the  breast. 
Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear. 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 

When  none  but  God  is  near. 

2  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try. 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high; 


100  BIBLE  HARP. 

Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death : 

He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

Montgomery. 

X03.    There's  nothing  like  Prayer, 
Air, — Sweet  Home. 

1  When  torn  is  the  bosom  by  sorrow  and 

care, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like 

prayer; 
It  eases,   soothes,   softens,   subdues,  yet 

sustains, 
Gives  vigor  to  hope,  and  puts  passion  in 

chains ; 
Prayer,  prayer,  sweet,  sweet  prayer. 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like 

prayer. 

2  When  far  from  the  friends  we  hold  dearest 

to  part. 

What  fond  recollections  still  cling  to  the 
heart; 

Past  converse,  past  scenes,  past  enjoy- 
ments are  there. 

But  how  hurtfully  pleasing  till  hallowed 
by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  sweet,  sweet  prayer. 

Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like 
prayer. 

3  When  pleasure  would  woo  us  from  piety's 

arms. 
The  syren  sings  sweetly,  and  silently  charms; 


BIBLE  HARP.  101 

We  listen,  love's  loiter,  till  caught  in  the 

snare. 
But  looking  to  Jesus  we  conquer  by  prayer. 
Prayer,  prayer,  sweet,  sweet  prayer. 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like 

prayer. 

4  While  strangers  to  prayer,  we  are  stran- 
gers to  bliss. 
Heaven  pours  its  full  streams  through  no 

medium  like  this; 
And  till  we  the  seraph's  full  ecstacy  share, 
Our  chalice  of  joy  must  be  guarded  by 

prayer. 
Prayer,  prayer,  sweet,  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like 
prayer. 

Miss  Ann  Lutton,  of  Ireland, 

104.         Exhortation  to  Prayer      L.  IM, 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat; 

Yet,  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  with- 

draw. 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Bestraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright: 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 


102  BIBLE  HAEP. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?  ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  yon  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creatures  dear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

COWPER. 

lO^.         The  Bower  of  Prayer,      P.  MC. 

1  To  leave  my  dear  friends,  and  with  neigh- 

bors to  part, 
And  go  from  my  home  it  affects  not  my 

heart 
Like  the  thoughts  of  absenting  myself  for 

a  day 
From  that  blest  retreat  I  have  chosen  to 

pray. 

2  Dear  bower,  where  the  pine  and  the  pop- 

lar have  spread. 
And  woven  their  branches  a  roof  o'er  my 

head; 
How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  evergreen 

there. 
And  poured  out  my  soul  to  my  Saviour  in 

prayer. 

3  The  early  shrill  notes  of  the  lov'd  night- 

ingale. 
That  dwelt  in  my  bower,  I  observed  as  my 

bell 
To  call  me  to  duty — ^while  birds  in  the  air 
Sung  anthems  of   praises  as  I  went    to 

prayer. 

4  How  sweet  were  the  breezes,  perfumed  by 

the  pine. 
The  ivy,  the  balsam,  the  wild  eglantine  ! 


II 


BIBLE  HARP.  103 

But  sweeter,  O  sweeter,  superlative,  were 
The  joys  that  I  tasted  in  answer  to  prayer. 

5  For  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  deigned  often  to 

meet, 
And  blest  with  his  presence  his  humble 

retreat; 
Oft  filled  me  with  rapture  and  blessedness 

there. 
And  gave  me  a  foretaste  of  heaven  in 

prayer. 

6  Dear  bower,  I  must  leave  you,  and  bid 

you  adieu. 

And  pay  my  devotions  in  parts  that  are  new ; 

Well  knowing  my  Saviour  resides  every- 
where, 

And  can  in  all  places  give  answer  to  prayer. 


lOO.  The  Demand,  0. 1ST. 

1  O,  for  a  heart  that  loves  to  pray, 
To  converse  with  the  Lord; 
Fain  would  I  give  myself  away, 
And  lean  upon  his  word. 

2  O,  for  invigorating  grace. 
To  raise  my  soul  above; 

O,  for  that  heavenly  mindedness, 
That  Satan  cannot  move. 

3  0  for  that  fortitude  which  can 
My  every  fear  control; 

Then  would  the  dread  of  sinful  man 
No  more  disturb  my  soul. 


104  BIBLE  HAKP. 

4  Lord,  thou  canst  conquer  every  foe — 
Thy  grace  can  all  supply. 
Amen  !  O  Lord,  may  it  be  so, 
Let  my  corruptions  die. 


lOT^.  X..  m:. 

Delight  in  the  worship  of  God* 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  begone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone ; 

Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  0  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire ; 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are  ! 
Ne'er  did  the  angels  taste  above, 
Eedeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

Watts. 

lOS.  Christ  the  way.  Hi.  M!. 

1  Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He,  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  Prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  Highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 


BIBLE  HARP.  105 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned,  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  and  burden  long  have  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more, 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say. 
Gome  hither  soul,  I  am  the  way, 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come ;  and  thou  blest  Lamb 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 

My  sinful  heart  to  thee  I  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say — "Behold  the  way  of  God." 

Cennick. 

lOO.  The  Eden  of  Love.  P.  MI. 

1  How  sweet  to  reflect  on  the  joys  that 
await  me 

In  yon  blissful  region,  the   haven  of  rest, 

"Where  glorified  spirits  with  welcome  shall 
greet  me, 

And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the 
blest; 

Encircled  with  light,  and  with  glory  en- 
shrouded, 

My  happiness  j)erfect,  my  minds'  sky  un- 
clouded, 

I'll  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  un- 
bounded, 

And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden 
of  Love. 


106  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned 

celestial, 
Harmoniously  join  in  the   concert  of 

praise, 
The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions 

terrestial, 
In    loud  hallelujah's  their  voices  will 

raise; 
The  songs   to  the  Lamb    shall    re-echo 

through  heaven, 
My  soul  will  respond:  *'To  Lnmanuel  be 

given 
All  glory,   all  honor,  all  might  and  do- 
minion, 
Who  brought  us  through  grace  to  the 

Eden  of  Love." 

3  Then  hail,  blessed  state,  hail  ye  songsters 

of  glory, 
Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I'll  meet  you 

above. 
And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the 

story. 
Salvation  from  sorrow  through  Jesus 's 

love; 
Though  prisoned  in  earth,  yet  by  anti- 
cipation 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation 
Of  joys  that  await  me  when  freed  from 

probation, 
My  heart's  now  in  heaven  the  Eden  of 

Love. 

J.  J.  Hix. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  107 

no.  Way  to  Heaven.  SjS. 

1  There  is  a  heaven  o'er  yonder  skies, 
A  heaven  where  pleasure  never  dies ; 
A  heaven  I  sometimes  hope  to  see, 
But  fear  again  'tis  not  for  me. 

Cho. — But  Jesus,   Jesus   is   my  friend,   O, 
hallelujah, 
Hallelujah  Jesus,  Jesus  is  my  friend. 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  straight. 
And  narrow  is  the  Gospel  gate ; 
Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein, 

Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  men  in.    Cho, 

3  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes. 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes; 
The  tempter  cries,  I  ne'er  shall  stand. 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land.    Cho. 

4  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what 

will, 
Christ's  footsteps  I  will  follow  still; 
Through  dangers  thick  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 
For  Jesus,  &c. 

IIX.       The  Christian' s  Hope,    ^^  &:  €>S. 

1  O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love. 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above. 

It  bears  on  eagle's  wings; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste. 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 

With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair, 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home; 


108  BIBLE  HARP. 

For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me,  come. 
3  I  come,  thy  servant.  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest; 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend. 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast. 

11^.  Baptism  of  Christ,  O.  MI. 

1  The  great  Redeemer  was  baptized, 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood; 
Our  Saviour  God  was  crucified 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave  ; 
And  so  from  death  his  body  raised 
As  from  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey: 

In  thy  own  footsteps  tread ; 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  head. 

11-3.  Longing  to  be  there.  P.  ]^t. 

1  Let  me  go  to  my  home,  to  my  haven  of  rest; 
Let  me  go  to  that  home,  of  all  others  the 

best: 
With  the  sweet  singers,  there  'mid  the 

heavenly  choir, 
Ascribing  all  glory  to  God  evermore; 
For  I  love  my  dear  Saviour, 
And  I  fain  would  be  there. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  109 

2  In  our  Father's  own  house  there  are  man- 

sions of  rest, 
As  the  Saviour  has  told  us,  for  the  souls 

of  the  blest, 
And  he's  gone  to  prepare  all  his  children 

a  place, 
And  will  soon  take  them  there  to  behold 
his  dear  face*     ' 
For  he  loves  all  truly  his  own, 
And  will  there  them  embrace. 

3  Come,  my  neighbors  and  friends,  will  you 

go  with  me  there? 
Will  you  go  to  this  home,  or  the  land  of 

despair  ? 
Be  entreated,  we  pray,  and  come  with  us 

to-day, — 
All  heaven  invites  you,  come  away,  come 
away 
To  the  arms  of  our  Saviour : 
Danger     waiteth    delay!    J.  G.  Perry. 

114.        Tke  Saint's  Sweet  Home. 

1  'Mid  scenes   of  confusion,  and   creature 

complaints, 

How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints;  [room, 

To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Chorus. — Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home; 

Prepare    me,    dear    Saviour,    for 

glory,  my  home. 

2  An  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 
I  wandered  through  earth,  its  gay  pleas- 
ures to  trace; 


110  BIBLE  HARP. 

In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
Unmindful,   alas!    that  it  led   me  from 
home.     Cho. 

3  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade 

away; 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  tney 

decay; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are 

given,— 
Salvation  on  earth,   and  a  mansion    in 

heaven.     Cho. 

4l  Allure  me  no  longer,   ye  false  glowing 

charms ! 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms, 
At  the  banquet  of  mercy  I  hear  there  is 

room, 
O  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at 

home.     Chx), 


113.       The  Christian's  triumph.     F.  IMLm 

1  Joyfully,  joyfully  onward  I  roam, 
Bound  for  the  land  of  the  bright  world  to 

come; 
Angelic  choristers  welcome  me  on. 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thj  home; 
Boon  shall  I  pass  from  the  dark  vale  of  woe 
Home  to  the  land  of  the  righteous  I'll  go ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger,   no  more  shaU  I 

roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 


BIBLE  HARP.  Ill 

2  Friends  fondly  cherished  now  sleep  in 

the  ground, 
But  they'll  awake  when  the  last  trump 

shall  sound, 
Singing  to  cheer  me  as  upward  we  soar, 
Joyfully  meeting  our  Lord  in  the  air; 
Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  the  ear. 
Harps  of  the  blessed  your  voices  I'll  hear; 
Hinging    with    harmony    heaven's    high 

dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home. 

3  Death  with  his  weapons  of  war  has  laid 

low 
Many  a  pilgrim  who  feared  not  the  blow; 
Jesus  has  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  they  come  home; 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn. 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  sceptre  bo 

gone, 
Joyfully  then  shall  I  witness  his  doom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 

IIO.  Going  home.  P.  IST* 

1  We  are  marching  to  a  blissful  home, 

Going  home,  going  home ; 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  ne'er  can  come, 

Going  home,  going  home; 
All  those  in  yonder  peaceful  clime, 
Uncompassed  by  the  woes  of  time, 
Our  souls  shall  know  the  joys  sublime 

Of  that  home,  of  that  home. 

2  Lonely  and  sadly  we  pass  along. 

Going  home,  going  home; 


112  BIBLE  HAEP. 

Hoping-  to  join  the  ransomed  throng, 

Going  home,  going  home ; 
Through  deserts  dark  and  drear  we  stray, 
And  wait  with  longing  hearts  the  day 
When  God  shall  wipe  all  tears  away, 

In  our  home,  in  our  home. 

3  Lift  up  your  hearts,  ye  weary  saints, 

Going  home,  going  home ; 
Soon  ye  shall  end  your  sad  complaints, 

In  your  home,  in  your  home; 
Weeping  endure th  for  a  night; 
But  soon  the  morn  of  glorious  light 
Shall  on  us  pour  its  radiance  bright. 

In  our  home,  in  our  home. 

4  Come,  sinners,  with  us  journey  on, 

To  our  home,  to  our  home; 
Where  toils  and  trials  never  come 

To  our  home,  to  our  home; 
And  know  that  Jesus  died  for  thee, 
He  would  thy  face  in  glory  see, 
And  hear  thy  songs  of  victory. 

Sinners  come,  sinners  come. 

XX T^.  The  dying  Christian.  XXs. 

1  My  soul's  full  of  glory,  inspiring  my  tongue. 
Could  I  meet  with  angels  I'd  sing  them  a 

song; 
I'd  sing  of   my  Jesus,    and  tell   of  his 

charms, 
And  beg  them  to  bear  me  to  his  loving 
arms. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  113 

2  Methinks  they're  descending  to  hear  while 

I  sing, 
Well    pleased  to  hear  mortals  a  praising 

their  King; 
O,  angels ! — O,  angels  !  my  soul's  in  a  flame, 
I  faint  in  sweet  rapture  at  Jesus'  name. 

3  O  Jesus !  O  Jesus !  thou  balm  of  my  soul, 
'Twas  thou,  my  dear  Jesus,  that  made  my 

heart  whole ; 
O  bring  me  to  view  thee,  thou  precious 

sweet  King, 
In  ocean's  of  glory  thy  praises  to  sing. 

4  Sweet  Spirit  attend  me,  till  Jesus  shal^ 

come. 
Protect  and  defend  me  until  I'm  called 

home; 
Though  worms,  my  poor  body  may  claim 

as  their  prey, 
'Twill  outshine,  when  rising,  the  sun  at 

noon-day. 

5  The  sun   shall    be  darken'd,   the  moon 

turn'd  to  blood. 

The  mountains  all  melt  at  the  presence  o 
God; 

Ked  lightnings  may  flash,  and  loud  thun- 
ders may  roar, 

All  this  cannot  daunt  me  on  Canaan's 
blest  shore. 

H 


114  BIBLE  HARP. 

11^.  Sweet  land  of  rest,  O.  IMC. 

1  Sweet  land  of  rest !  for  thee  I  sigh; 

When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know — 

No  peaceful  sheltering  dome: 

This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 

This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest; 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 

But  fly  for  succour  to  his  breast. 

And  he'll  conduct  me  home. 

4  I  would  at  once  have  quit  this  place, 

Where  foes  in  fury  roam ; 
But  ah,  my  passport  was  not  sealed, 
I  could  not  yet  go  home. 

5  When  by  affliction  sharply  tried, 

I  viewed  the  gaping  tomb; 
Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 
Yet  still  I  sighed  for  home. 

6  Weary  of  wand'ring  round  and  round, 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  the  unhallowed  ground 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home, 

HO.  The  everlasting  song,^       O.  MT. 

1  Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long, 
'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 


I 


BIBLE  HAEP.  115 

2  XJiere  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour,  sits, 

The  God !  how  bright  he  shines ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delight 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains 

Circle  the  throne  around. 
And  move,  and  storm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs, 

Jesus,  my  love  they  sing ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys. 

Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 
6  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 

Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 
6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise; 
O,  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear. 

My  spirit  to  the  skies.  Watts. 


Life,  the  index  of  eternity. 

1  And  am  I  only  born  to  die, 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 

With  nature's  stern  decree ; 
What,  after  death  for  me  remains, 
Celestial  joys  or  hellish  pains, 

To  all  eternity  ? 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 


lie  BIBLE  HAEP. 

And  props  this  house  of  clay; 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day. 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here 
For  worldly  hope  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The  inexorable  throne. 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ, 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy. 

But,  O,  when  both  shall  end; 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destined  place  ? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days 

With    fiends  or  angels  spend  ? 

5  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way 

To  glorious  happiness; 
Ah,  write  thy  pardon  on  my  heart. 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

1^1.        Meditation  on  the  Tomb.     C  M!, 

1  Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground 

Where  you  must  shortly  dwell; 
Hark !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds 
In  every  funeral  knell. 

2  Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all 

The  solemn  purport  weigh ; 
For  know  that  heaven  or  hell  is  hung 
On  that  important  day. 


i 


BIBLE  HARP.  117 

3  Those  eyes  so  long  in  darkness  veiled, 

Must  wake  the  Judge  to  see, 
And  every  word  and  every  thought 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

4  O  may  I,  in  the  Judge,  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend, 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death 
With  all  his  saints  ascend. 


X^^.         The  promised  Land.  I*.  ]MC. 

1  I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 
My  Father  calls  me,  I  must  go. 

To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 
Cho. — I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised 
land, 
I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised 

land. 
My  Father  calls  me,  I  must  go. 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 

2  I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
My  Saviour  calls  me,  I  must  go. 

To  meet  hin  in  the  promised  land, 
Cho. — I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the   promised 
land, 
I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised 

land, 
My  Saviour  calls  me,  I  must  go, 
To  meet  him  in  the  promised  land. 


118  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 
"When  Jesus  calls  me,  I  must  go, 

To  wear  it  in  the  promised  land. 
Cho. — I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised 
land, 
I'll  away,  I'll  away  to  the  promised 

land, 
When  Jesus  calls  me,  I  must  go, 
To  wear  it  in  the  promised  land. 

4  I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  promised  land, 
I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  promised  land. 
At  Jesus'  feet  a  joyous  band  : 

We'll  praise  him  in  the  promised  land. 
Cho. — We'll  away,  we'll  away  to  the  prom- 
ised land, 
We'll  away,  we'll  away  to  the  prom- 
ised land. 
At  Jesus'  feet  a  j  oyous  band  : 
We'll  praise  him  in  the  promised  land. 


X^3.  Death  of  Christian  Friends.  O.  IMC. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn,  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 


1 


BIBLE  HARP.  119 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
'Twas  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose  ascended  high, 

And  showed  our  Sect  the  way; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise : 
Awake,  ye  nations,  under  ground, 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies.      Watts. 

1^4.  All  is  well,  F.  IML. 

1  What's  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon 

my  frame  ? 
Is  it  death,  is  it  death  ? 
That  soon  will  quench,  will  quench  this 
vital  flame  ? 
Is  it  death,  is  it  death  ? 
If  this  be  death,  I  soon  shall  be 
From  every  pain  and  sorrow  free, 
I  shall  the  King  of  Glory  see, — 
All  is  well,  all  is  well. 

2  Weep  not,  my  friends,  my  friends  weep 

not  for  me, — 
All  is  well,  all  is  well; 


120  BIBLE  HARP. 

My  sins  are  pardoned,  pardoned  I  am  free, 

All  is  well,  all  is  well; 
There's  not  a  cloud  that  doth  arise, 
To  hide  my  Saviour  from  my  eyes, 
I  soon  shall  mount  the  upper  skies, — 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 
8  Tune,  tune  your  harps,  your  harps,  ye 
saints  in  glory, — 

All  is  well,  all  is  well; 
I  will  rehearse,  rehearse  the  pleasing  story, 

AU  is  well,  all  is  well; 
Bright  angels  are  from  glory  come. 
They're  round  my  bed,  they're  in  my  room, 
They  wait  to  waft  my  spirit  home, — 

AU  is  well,  all  is  weU. 
4  Hark,  hark !  my  Lord,  my  Lord  and  Mas- 
ter calls  me, — 

All  is  well,  all  is  weU; 
I  soon  shall  see,  shall  see  his  face  in  glory, 

All  is  well,  all  is  well; 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  adieu,  adieu, 
I  can  no  longer  stay  with  you, 
My  glittering  crown  appears  in  view, — 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 

1^3.  F.  IML. 

Dying  Christian, 
1  What  is  this  that  steals  o'er  my  frame  ? 
Its  death  I  do  believe. 
And  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms 

My  spirit  to  receive; 
And  when  I  get  to  heaven  above, 
No  one  will  on  me  frown, 


BIBLE  HARP.  121 

For  I  shall  be  an  angel  bright, 
And  wear  a  glorious  crown. 
Cho. — O  my  mother,  don't  you  weep  for  me, 
I'm  dying,  but  I  happy  am, 
I  soon  shall  Jesus  see. 

2  See,  there  are  angels  round  my  bed, 

Dear  father,  don't  you  cry, 
Waiting  to  take  my  spirit  home, 

To  mansions  in  the  sky; 
And  when  I  reach  that  peaceful  home, 

How  happy  I  shall  be, 
For  I  shall  be  an  angel  bright 

To  all  eternity. 

O  my  father,  &c. 

3  And  now  my  dearest  brothers 

I  must  bid  you  adieu,  - 
Whilst  I  linger  on  this  death  bed, 

I  have  a  heavenly  view; 
I  hope  we  soon  shall  meet  again. 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
And  then  how  happy  we  shall  be 

On  Canaan's  peaceful  shore. 
O  my  brothers,  &g. 

4  Farewell  my  dearest  sisters, 

I  have  not  lived  for  naught, 
I  know  that  by  the  blood  of  Christ 

My  pardon  has  been  bought; 
It  was  at  the  Sunday-school  I  leamt, 

My  teacher  told  me  there. 
That  against  the  child's  appeal 

God  never  shuts  his  ear. 
O  my  sisters,  &c. 


122  BIBLE  HARP. 

5  Farewell,  my  friends,  farewell,  farewell, 
I  can  no  longer  stay, 
My  Jesus  still  is  standing  by 

To  beckon  me  away  ; 
And  when  I  leave  this  sinful  world, 
Dear  friends,  for  me  don't  crj^ 
-     For  I  have  got  a  glittering  crown 
To  mansions  in  the  sky. 
O  my  neighbors,  &c. 


ISO.  Pleading  for  acceptance,  O.  I*.  M[. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,   shalt 

come, 
To  call  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to.  die. 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now — 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow. 

Though  weakest  of  them  all; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
To  have  my  worthless  name  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call. 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place 

In  that  expected  day; 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 


II 


BIBLE  HARP.  123 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found 
When  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face ; 
Then  loud  through  all  thethrongni  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 
With  shouts  of  boundless  grace. 

Oungton's  Coll. 

Mourning  at  Judgment, 

1  The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 
The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on. 
The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move. 
Chorus. — Oh,  there  will  be  mourning, 

Mourning,  mourning,  mourning, 
At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ. 

2  This  congregation  there  may  part, 
There  wives  and  husbands  soon  may  part, 
There  friends  and  neighbors  soon  may 

part, 
May  part  to  meet  no  more.     Cho. 

3  Parents  and  children  there  may  part. 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  may  part, 
Pastors  and  people  there  may  part. 

May  part  to  meet  no  more.     Cho, 

4  The  heirs  of  glory  there  will  meet, 
Saints  and  angels  there  will  meet, 
Th'blood  wash'd  comp'ny  there  will  meet, 

Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 
O  there  will  be  glory,  &o. 


124  BIBLE  HAEP. 

1^^.  The  Judgment  Day.^       O.  IMC. 

1  Tha,t  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

Th'appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart; 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice, 
Pronounce  the  sound.  Depart 

3  What !  to  be  banished  from  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die; 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain. 

Yet  death  forever  fly  ? 

4.  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair. 
To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 

5  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around. 
And  hang  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest.  Watts. 

l^O.  The  Eden  ahave, 

1  We're  bound  for  the  land  of  the  pure  and 
the  holy. 
The  home  of  the  happy,  the  kingdom 
of  love; 


i 


BIBLE  HABP.  125 

Ye  wanderers  from  God  in  the  broad  road 
of  folly, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 
Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will 
you  go; 
Oh  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 
g  March  on,  happy  pilgrims,  that  land  is 
before  you, 
And  soon  its  ten  thousand  delights  w^e 
will  prove ; 
Yes,  soon  we  shall  walk  o'er  the  hills  of 
bright  glory. 
And  drink  the  pure  joys  of  the  Eden 
above. 
Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will 
you  go  ? 
Oh  yes,  we  will  go  to  the  Eden  above. 

3  And  yet,  guilty  sinner,  we  would  not  for- 
sake thee ; 
We  halt  yet  a  moment  as  onward  we 
move: 
Oh  come  to  the  Lord;  in  his  arms  he  will 
take  thee. 
And  bear  thee  along  to  the  Eden  above. 
Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will 
you  go; 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  above  ? 

130.  The  Saint's  Home.         i>.  3X. 

1  We  speak,  we  speak  of  the  realms  of  the 
blest. 
Of  that  country  so  bright  and  so  fair; 


126  BIBLE  HARP. 

And  oft  are      its    glories  confess'd,  con- 
fess'd, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there. 

2  We  speak,  we  speak  of  its  pathway    of 

gold, 

Of  its  walls  deck'd  with  jewels  so  rare; 
Of  its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold,  un- 
told, 

But  what  must  it  be,  to  be  there  ? 

3  We  speak,  we  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care; 
From  trials  without  and  within,  within, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

4  We  speak,  we  speak  of  its  service  of  love, 

Of  the  robes  which  the  glorified  wear; 
Of  the  raptures  which  every  heart  shall 
move, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

5  May  we,  may  we,  then,  midst  pleasure  or 

woe, 

For  that  kingdom  our  hearts  now  pre- 
pare ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know,  shall  know, 

And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

X31.         This  world  not  our  own. 
Tune, — Old  Folks  at  Home. 

1  There  is  a  world  of  peace  and  pleasure, 
Faith  can  discern; 
Where  lies  my  best,  my  dearest  treasure, 
There's  where  my  heart  doth  turn; 


BIBLE  HARP.  127 

Here,  o'er  this  ruin'd  dark  creation 

Sadly  I  roam, 
Still  longing  for  the  great  salvation, 
And  for  my  own  blest  home. 
Cho, — All  the  world  is  dark  and  dreary. 
Everywhere  I  roam ; 
O  pilgrims,  how  my  heart  grows  weaiy, 
Far  from  my  own  blest  home. 

2  There  are  those  mansions  full  of  glory, 

By  Christ  prepared; 
Where  we'll  recount  the  wondrous  story, 

Where  joys  divine  are  shared; 
Then  all  the  sons  of  God  united 

Joyful  we'll  sing; 
O  what  a  shout  from  souls  delighted, 

All  heaven  and  earth  will  ring.     Cho. 

3  Still,  best  of  all,  to  see  the  Saviour 

There  on  the  throne; 
Smiles  shouting  forth  his  love  and  favor, 

And  meeting  all  his  own; 
When  shall  we  hear  that  voice  inviting, 

"Ye  blessed  come !" 
When  shall  we  joyful,  then  uniting. 

Praise  God  that  we're  at  home.     Cho, 

13^.  O.  ]VX. 

Hope  of  Heaven,  our  sup-port  on  Earth. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 

To  mansions  in  the  skies ; 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled; 


128  BIBLE  BiAEP. 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul. 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

5  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright-shining  like  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise. 
Than  when  we  first  begun.  Watts. 

133.  s.  m:. 

Joy  m  the  Salvation  of  Sinners. 

1  Who  can  forbear  to  sing, 

Who  can  refuse  to  praise. 
When  Zion's  high,  celestial  King 
His  saving  power  displays  ? 

2  When  sinners  at  his  feet. 

By  mercy,  conquered,  fall  ? 
When  grace  and  truth,  and  justice  meet, 
And  peace  unites  them  all  ? 

3  Who  can  forbear  to  praise 

Our  high,  celestial  King, 
When  sovereign,  rich,  redeeming  grace 
Invites  our  tongues  to  sing  ? 

Swain. 


BIBLE  HARP.  129 

134.  ^»  &  ^s. 

There  is  a  land  of  pleasure. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 

Where  streams  of  joy  forever  roil, 
'Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, . 

And  there  I  hope  to  rest  my  soul ; 
Long  darkness  dwelt  around  me, 

With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray, 
But  since  my  Saviour 's  found  me, 

A  light  has  shown  about  my  way. 

2  My  way  is  full  of  danger. 

It  is  the  path  that  leads  to  God, 
Then  like  a  valiant  soldier 

I'll  dauntless  keep  the  happy  road; 
Now  I  must  gird  my  armor  on. 

My  helmet,  breast-plate,  and  my  shield, 
And  fight  the  fight  of  Canaan, 

Until  I  gain  the  heavenly  field. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 

Still  guided  by  my  Saviour's  hand, 
O  come  along,  dear  sinner, 

And  see  Immanuel's  happy  land; 
To  all  that  stay  behind  me 

I  bid  a  long,  a  long  farewell, 
O  come,  or  you'll  repent  it, 

When  you  have  reached  the  gates  of  helL 

4  The  vale  of  tears  surround  me. 

And  Jordan's  current  rolls  bcifore, 
O  how  I  stand  and  tremble, 

To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar; 
Whose  hand  shall  then  support  me, 

And  keep  my  soul  from  sinking  there, 
I 


130  BIBLE  HARP. 

From  sinking  down  to  darkness, 
To  tlie  black  regions  of  despair. 

5  The  waves  shall  not  affright  me, 

Although  they're  deeper  than  the  grave. 
If  Jesus  will  stand  by  me, 

I'll  ride  safe  o'er  on  Jordan's  wave; 
His  word  has  calmed  the  ocean, 

His  lamp  has  cheered  the  gloomy  vale, 

0  may  this  friend  be  mth  me, 

When  through  the  gates  of  death  I  saiL 

6  Then  come  thou  King  of  terrors, 

And  with  thy  weapons  lay  me  low, 

1  soon  shall  reach  that  region, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow; 

Now,  Christians,  I  must  leave  you 
A  few  more  days  to  suffer  here. 

Through  grace  I  soon  shall  see  you, 
My  soul  exults,  I'm  almost  there. 

7  But,  O,  the  thoughtless  company, 

That  crowd  the  road  that  leads  to  woe, 
For  them  I'm  filled  with  sympathy, 

I  soon  must  bid  them  a  long  adieu; 
O,  sinner,  must  I  leave  you 

No  more  to  join  your  social  band, 
No  more  to  stand  before  you 

Till  at  the  judgment  seat  we  stand  ? 

8  Soon  the  archangels  trumpet 

Shall  shake  this  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 
Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roU; 


BIBLE  HARP.  131 

Then  shall  I  see  my  Saviour, 

"With  shining  ranks  of  angels,  come 

To  execute  his  vengeance, 
And  take  his  ransom'd  people  home. 

13^.  Heaven  in  'prospect.        O.  !M!« 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting  rapturous  scene, 

,  That  rises  to  my  sight ; 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day, 
There  God,  the  Son,  forever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore. 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  "When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
"When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured    soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me 
roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away.  8.  Stennett. 


132  BIBLE  HARP. 


13 O.    Universal  Hallelujah,    T^s  <&  Os. 

1  When  sliall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply; 
High  tower  and  lowlj^  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 

Pratt's  Coll. 

13^.  ^^5  ^^  &>  <ts. 

Truth  spreading. 

1  Look,  ye  saints !  the  day  is  breaking, 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand, 
God,  the  mighty,  God  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  every  land; 

Day  advances, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  commancj. 

2  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  power, 


BIBLE  HAKP.  133 

Let  the  Gospel  be  victorious 
Through  the  world  forever  more; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish  while  thy  saints  adore. 

Kelly. 


13^.     Missionaries  charged,  Ss  &  "T^S. 

1  Onward,  onward,  men  of  heaven, 

Bear  the  Gospel  banner  high, 
Best  not  till  its  light  is  given, 

Star  of  every  pagan  sky. 
Send  it  where  the  pilgrim  stranger 

Faints  beneath  the  torrid  ray. 
Bid  the  hardy  forest  ranger. 

Hail  it,  ere  he  fades  away. 

2  Where  the  Arctic  Ocean  thunders, 

Where  the  tropics  fiercely  glow. 
Broadly  spread  its  ray  of  wonders, 

Brightly  bid  its  radiance  flow; 
India  marks  its  lustre  stealing, 

Shivering  Greenland  leaves  its  rays, 
Afric,  'mid  her  deserts  kneeling. 

Lifts  the  untaught  strain  of  praise. 

3  Kude  in  speech,  or  mild  in  feature, 

Dark  in  spirit  though  they  be. 
Show  that  light  to  every  creature, 

Prince  or  vassal,  bond  or  free ; 
Lo !  they  haste  to  every  nation. 

Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply; 
Onward !  Christ  is  your  salvation, 

And  your  death  is  victory. 

SiGOURNEY. 


134  BIBLE  HAEP. 


130.         Salem's  Bright  King.       F.  M]. 

1  Salem's  Bright  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
In  ancient  times  to  Jordan  came, 

All  righteousness  to  fill; 
'Twas  there  the  ancient  Baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 

To  do  his  Master's  will. 

2  Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream 
The  Baptist  led  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize ; 
Jehovah  saw  his  darling  Son, 
And  was  well  pleased  in  what  he'd  done, 

And  owned  him  from  the  skies. 

3  '* This  is  my  Son!"  Jehovah  cries, 
The  echoing  voice  from  glory  flies, 

* '  O,  children,  hear  ye  him  ; 
Hark !  'tis  his  voice,  behold !.  he  cries, 
Bepent,  believe,  and  be  baptized. 

And  wash  away  your  sins." 

4  Come,  children,  come,  his  voice  obey, 
Salem's  Bright  King  has  marked  the  way, 

And  has  a  cro-^ra  prepared; 
O,  then  arise,  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  the  great  reward. 
6  Believing,  children,  gather  round. 
And  let  your  joyful  songs  abound, 

With  cheerful  hearts  arise ;  ' 
See,  here  is  water,  here  is  room, 
A  loving  Saviour  calling  * '  come, " 

O,  children,  be  baptized. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  135 

6  Behold !  his  servant  waiting  stands 
With  willing  heart  and  ready  hands, 
To  wait  upon  the  bride ; 
Ye  candidates,  your  hearts  prepare, 
And  let  ns  join  in  solemn  prayer 
Down  by  the  water  side. 

To  be  sung  after  the  administration  of  the 
ordinance  of  Baptism, 

1  Now,  since  I  have  been  baptized 

In  the  trinne  sacred  name, 
May  I,  Saviour,  by  thee  guided, 
Bear  the  cross,  despise  the  shame; 

By  thy  spirit 
Seal  me  thine,  forever  thine. 

2  Purge  my  heart,  preserve  my  conscience, 

From  the  love  and  guilt  of  sin, 
If  I'm  of  thy  dear  bought  purchase. 
Cleanse  me,  make  me  pure  within; 

Saviour  keep  me 
Ever  near  thy  sacred  side. 

3  Then,  when  I  am  done  with  shadows, 

And  my  trials  here  shall  cease, 
May  I,  Jesus,  in  thy  presence, 
Dwell  in  sweet  eternal  peace; 

There  to  praise  thee 
For  thy  free  amazing  grace. 

X-4rX.  Chrisfs  Example.  I^.  MI. 

1  Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave. 
And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave ; 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 


136  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face; 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love. 

And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine, 

Let  endless  glories  roiind  him  shine; 
High  o'er  the  heavens  forever  reign, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 

JUDSON, 


1^2.  o.  m:. 

FoUowing  Christ  in  Baptism, 

1  Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave 

The  great  Eedeemer  lies. 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  do  his  willing  saints  to-day. 

Their  ardent  zeal  express,  . 
And  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  would  his  cause  maintain; 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead. 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

4  His  presence  oft  revives  our  hearts. 

And  drives  our  fears  away; 
When  he  commands,  and  strength  imparts. 
We  cheerfully  obey. 

Beddome. 


1 


BIBLE  HAKP.  137 

143.  Hinder  me  not,  O.  M!. 

1  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 

My  journey  I'll  pursue, 
"Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much,  loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leads, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
"Hinder  me  not !"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  heU  oppose. 

3  Through  duties  and  through  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command, 
"Hinder  me  not,"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be: 
"Hinder  me  not !"  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee.  Ryland. 


l<ir<lr.  ChrisVs  sufferings,  our  hope.  Xj.  !M!« 

1  We  come  around  thy  table,  Lord, 
Examined  by  thy  holy  word, — 
And  so  partake  the  bread  and  wine, 
Emblems  of  Thee — for  sinners  slain. 

2  Thy  body  broken  on  the  tree. 

For  us  thy  blood  was  poured  out  free, 
That  we  might  eat,  and  drink,  and  live, 
Christ,  for  us,  thus  his  life  did  give. 

3  O  sing  ye — God,  so  loved  each  one, 
He  gave  his  own  begotten  Son 


i38  BIBLE  HARP. 

To  die,  that  who  in  him  believed, 
Might  all  be  ever  blest  and  saved. 
Great  God,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 
We  feel  thy  spirit,  now,  within; 
Our  bosoms  heave  with  heaven  in  view, 
"With  joys  that  sinners  never  knew. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
By  all  the  fallen  blood-bought  host, 
Be  everlasting  praises  sung. 
Now,  and  forever  more, — Amen. 

J.  G,  Perry, 


14^.  Morning  Hymn.  'T^S. 

1  Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone. 
Now  is  past  the  early  dawn; 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day. 
Drive  the  shades  of  night  away. 

2  Make  our  souls  as  noonday  clear, 
Banish  every  doubt  and  fear; 

In  the  vineyard,  Lord,  to-day. 
We  would  labor,  we  would  pray. 

3  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  all  at  last. 
Labor  then  will  all  be  o'er. 
Since  dark  night  will  be  no  more. 

140.  Early  Devotion.  O.  1ML» 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high, 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 

To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  139 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face, 

5  Now  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court. 
And  worship  in  thy  fear.  Watts. 

X'^rT'.  Evening  Prayer,  L.  !M!. 

1  O  Lord  !  at  evening's  close,  this  night, 
Come,  and  renew  our  hearts  aright; 
Help  us  thy  mercies  to  rehearse. 

And  praise  Thee  in  harmonious  verse. 

2  May  we  this  night  have  quiet  rest, 
And  peace  with  all,  within  our  breast; 
And  let  thy  angels  come,  we  pray. 
And  guard  us  till  the  coming  day. 

3  Then  give  us  wisdom  from  above. 
And  faith,  and  hope,  and  perfect  love; 
That  we  may  act  our  humble  part 
With  kindest  feelings  from  the  heart. 


140  BIBLK  HAEP. 

4  And  when  our  work  is  done  below, 
Then  may  our  souls  to  glory  go ; 
There  dressed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 
With  saints  and  angels  to  unite. 

J.  G.  Perry. 


X-^^.  Evening  Hymn,  S.  IML, 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  all  our  fears; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep. 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise. 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun; 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove; 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

Hartford  Selection. 


BIBLE  HAHP.  141 

TAe  Blessings  of  Friendship. 

1  How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree, 

Each  in  their  proper  station  move; 

And  each  fulfil  his  part 

With  sympathizing  heart, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  shed, 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head. 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet 
The  oil  through  all  the  room 
Diffused  a  choice  perfume, 

Ean  through  his  robes  and  blest  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain. 
That  water  all  the  plain, 
Descending  from  the  neighboring  hills; 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Through  every  friendly  soul, 

Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  distils. 


130.  Union  Hymn.  Ss« 

1  From  whence  doth  this  union  arise 

That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties. 
As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 

Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground. 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 


142  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  My  brethren  are  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  all  united  in  love; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  Why  then  so  unwilling  to  part, 

Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At     distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  0  when  shall  we  see  that  bright  day, 

And  join  with  the  angels  above; 
Set  free  from  these  prisons  of  clay, 
United  in  Jesus's  love  ? 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glories  shall  see: 
Singing,  Hallelujah!  Amen! 
Amen !  even  so  let  it  be. 

Baldwin. 

X^X.  Christian  Union,     ^s  <&  0^« 

1  Attend  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 

Who  saved  me  from  a  burning  hell. 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell. 
And  feel  a  blessed  union. 

2  When  first  he  view'd  me  from  on  high, 
And  saw  my  soul  in  ruin  lie. 

He  looked  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  passed  by, 
With  God  you  have  no  union. 

3  But  when  my  Saviour  took  me  in. 
And  with  his  blood  did  wash  me  clean, 


BIBLE  HARP.  143 

'Twas  then  I  hated  every  sin. 
And,  O,  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 
Since  first  I  felt  this  union. 

4  I  praised  the  Lord,  both,  night  and  day, 
From  house  to  house  I  went  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  had  some  word  to  say 
About  this  heavenly  union. 

5  I  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  sing, 
And  mount  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring 
"With  loud  hosannah's  to  their  King, 

Who  brought  their  souls  to  union, 

6  Eeturn,  backsliders,  come  away, 
And  learn  to  do,  as  well  as  say; 

Be  careful  that  you  watch  and  pray, 
Come,  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day, 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  union. 

7  Soon  all  the  saints  now  here  below. 
Will  leave  these  climes  of  pain  and  woe, 
And  they  will  home  to  glory  go. 

And  then  they'll  see,  and  hear,  and  know. 
And  feel  this  heavenly  union. 

8  Then  we  the  glorious  Lamb  shall  see. 
Who  groaned  and  died  upon  the  tree, 
And  spilt  his  blood  for  you  and  me, 
That  we  might  his  salvation  see, 

And  feel  this  glorious  union. 
d  When  we  recount  life's  dangers  o'er. 
Review  the  labors  which  we  bore. 
And  see  ourselves  safe  on  the  shore, 
With  love  our  conqueror  we'll  adore, 
And  feel  increasing  union. 


144  BIBLE  HARP. 

10  When  countless  years  have  roU'd  away, 
Our  vigor  suffering  no  decay, 

We'll  all  as  one  with  rapture  say, 

We  still  remember  well  the  day, 

Our  souls  first  felt  this  union. 

11  Hail,  glorious  Jesus  !  reign  on  high, 
'Tis  thou  that  brought  us  rebels  nigh. 
We'll  shout  redemption  through  the  sky, 
And  praise  thee  to  eternity. 

For  such  a  glorious  union. 

13^.  Gratitude.  O.  !M. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies  O  my  God ; 

My  rising  soul  surveys — 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumber'd  comforts  to  my  soul, 

Thy  tender  care  be  stow' d. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

3  When,  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth. 

With  heedless  steps,  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe. 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  death, 

It  gently  clear' d  my  way ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

5  Thy  bounteous  hand,  with  worldly  bliss, 

Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er ; 


BIBLE  HAKP.  145 

And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend, 
Has  doubled  all  my  store. 

6  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
And,  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

8  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night, 

Divide  thy  works  no  more, 
My  ever-grateful  heart,  O,  Lord  ! 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

9  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise, 
But  0 !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise.  Addison. 


1^3.  Os  &  3s. 

When  shall  we  meet  again. 
TuNK,— Unity. 
1  When  shall  we  meet  again. 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever. 
When  will  peace  wreath  her  chain, 

Eound  us,  forever ; 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose. 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never,  no,  never. 
K 


U6  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless,  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fear  of  parting  chill. 

Never,  no,  never. 

3  There,  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  ns,  dear  Saviour, 
May  we  all  there  unite 

Happy,  forever; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell. 
There  may  our  music  swell. 
And  time  our  joys  dispell, 

Never,  no,  never. 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever. 
There  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain, 

Eound  us,  forever. 
Weary  saints  then  repose, 
Free  from  all  worldly  woes, 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close, 

Never,  no,  never. 

1^4.      When  shall  we  meet  again,       T^s. 

1  When  shall  we  all  meet  again. 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again. 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire. 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire,  ) 

Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign,  | 

Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 


BIBLE  HARP.  147 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  a  hostile  sky, 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls, 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain 

Oft  shall  we  all  meet  again, 

3  When  our  burnish'd  locks  are  gray, 
Thin'd  by  many  a  toil-spent  day, 
When  around  this  youthful  pine 
Moss  shall  creep  and  ivy  twine, 
Long  may  this  lov'd  bower  remain, 
Here  may  we  all  meet  again. 

4  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead. 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade 
Beauty,  wealth  and  fame  are  laid. 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign. 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 


13^.  Parting  Hymn^         L.  M!. 

1  Brethren  and  sisters  ere  we  part 
Join  every  voice  and  every  heart, 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise. 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more. 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 

And  there  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Beloved,  we  shall  meet  again. 


148  BIBLE  HARP. 

130.  Parting  Hand.  L.  3X 

1  My  Christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 
"Whose  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove ; 
Your  friendship  's  like   a    drawing  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

2  Your  company 's  sweet,  your  union  dear. 
Your  words  delightful  to  my  ear; 

Yet,  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  cords  about  my  heart. 

3  How  sweet  the  hours  have  passed  away. 
When  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray; 
How  loth  we  are  to  leave  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face. 

4  0  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 
How  would  it  cheer  my  drooping  mind; 
But  duty  makes  me  understand 

That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

5  And  since  it  is  God's  holy  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  a  while: 
In  sweet  submission,  all  as  one. 
We'll  say  our  Father's  will  be  done. 


6  My  dearest  friends  in  christian  ties. 
Who  seek  for  mansions  in  the  skies; 
Fight  on,  we'll  gain  that  happy  shore, 
Where  parting  will  be  known  no  more. 

7  How  oft  I've  seen  your  flowing  tears, 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears; 
Your  hearts  with  love  were  seen  to  flame, 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 


I 


BIBLE  HAKP.  149 

8  Yon  monrning  sonls,  lift  up  your  eyes 
To  glorious  mansions  in  the  skies ; 

0  trust  his  grace,  in  Canaan's  land, 
We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

9  And  now  my  friends,  both  old  and  young, 

1  hope  in  Christ  you'll  still  go  on; 
And  if  on  earth  we  meet  no  more, 
O,  may  we  meet  on  Canaan's  shore. 

10  I  hope  you'll  all  remember  me, 
If  you  on  earth  no  more  I  see; 

An  interest  in  your  prayers  I  crave. 
That  we  may  meet  beyond  the  grave. 

11  O  glorious  day !  O  blessed  hope ! 

My  soul  leaps  forward  at  the  thought; 
When  in  that  happy,  happy  land 
We'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

13'^.     The  Parting  Hymn,   ^s  Sc  'T^S. 

1  Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing. 

Send  it  down.  Lord,  from  above ; 
May  we  all  go  home  a  praising, 
And  rejoicing  in  thy  love. 
Cho. — Farewell  brethren,  farewell  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies, 

Since  together  we  have  been; 
Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 

Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin.     Cho* 

3  May  thy  blessing.  Lord,  go  with  us, 

To  each  one's  respective  home; 
And  the  presence  of  our  Jesus 
licst  upon  us  every  one.     Cho, 


150  BIBLE  HAEI. 

13^.         Dismission.  ^S,  T's  &  '^S* 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
Let  us  each  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 
O  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  be  found* 

O  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 

BURDBK. 


l^O.  lAfe^s  Billows,  SsJ. 

1  Toss'd  upon  life's  raging  billow, 

Sweet  it  is,  O  Lord,  to  know, 
Thou  didst  press  a  sailor's  pillow, 

And  canst  feel  a  sailor 'swoe; 
Never  slumbering,  never  sleeping. 

Though  the  night  be  dark  and  drear, 
Thou  the  faithful  watch  art  keeping, 

"All,  all's  well,"  thy  constant  cheer. 

2  And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling. 

Fierce  though  flash  the  lightnings  red, 
Darkly  though  the  storm-clouds  scowling, 

O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head; 
Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean. 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still, 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion, 

At  the  bidding  of  thy  will. 


BIBLE  HABP.  151 

3  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 
While  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish, 

Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry; 
And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

Life's  short  voyage  will  soon  be  o'er, 
Safely  moor'd  in  heaven's  wide  heaven, 
Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 

Christian  Lyre.    . 


lOO.  Uncertainty  of  Life.  T^S* 

1  While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year. 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here; 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below, 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find, 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upwards,  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; 


152  BIBLE  HARP. 

Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 
Fill  us  with  a  Sayiour's  love, 

And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

Newton. 


lOl.  Pastor's  Welcome.  P.  IME. 

1  Kind  friends,  we  welcome  you  with  hearts 

sincere, 
As  for  a  work  of  love — ^you  gather  here ! 
To  all  we  pray — as  gracious  gift  from 

heaven — 
**A  happy  New  Year"  may  indeed  be  given. 

2  Yes,  a  happy  New  Year !  how  much  of  good 
Is  garnered  in  that  oft  repeated  word; 
Yet  may  its  blessings — numerous  as  they 

are — 
Each  neighbor  kind,  in  all  their  fullness 
share. 

3  All  nature  gives — is  giving  every  hour — 
Strength  to  the  oak,  and  beauty  to  the 

flower; 
From  sweet  experience  may  we  all  believe, 
More  blessed  'tis  to  give  than  to  receive. 

4  But  'mid  the  pleasures  of  this  festive  hour, 
Let  us  remember  heavenly  love  and  power; 
God  gives  his  Son,  and  all  things  to  enjoy: 
Then  let  his  praise  our  thankful  tongues 

employ. 


BIBLE  HARP.  153 

5  The  truest  earthly  bliss  that  mortal  finds, 
Is  social  converse,    sweet  with  kindred 

minds ; 
"When  each  to  each  doth  utter,  in  his  turn, 
Those  "thoughts  which  breathe  in  words 

that  burn." 

6  We  love  the  man  with  heart  as  well  as  mind. 
Whose  sympathies  extend  to  all  mankind; 
Who  tries  to  make  all  happy,  good  and 

free, 
And  join  their  hearts  in  bond  of  amity. 

7  Eternity  bound  voyagers  maybe  madly  gay, 
Still  in  calm  joy  we'll  pass  the  eve  away; 
And  as  it  flies,  let  our  best  feelings  move, 
To  knit  our  hearts  in  closer  bands  of  love. 

8  As  from  this  pleasing  port,  this  happy  day, 
We  spread  our  waiting  sails  and  speed 

away. 
Guide  us,  O  Lord !  o'er  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Safe  to  the  Port  of  Peace — to  Heaven  and 

Thee  !  Ret.  A.  Bronson. 

lO^.  Pastor's  Welcome.         L.  M!. 

1  Dear  flock — with  willing  feet  you've  come 
To  greet  your  Pastor  at  his  home ; 
Hands  full,   eyes  bright,   and  hearts  all 

warm. 
The  friendl'i/  visit  to  perform. 

2  O  welcome !  welcome !  to  our  hearts; 
What  sacred  joy  this  hour  imparts; 
Matrons  and  sires  we're  glad  you've  come, 
Children  and  youth,  for  you  there's  room. 


154  BIBLE  HABP. 

3  The  sill?:en  cords  of  love,  how  sweet 
That  twine  around  each  social  heart; 
The  music  from  those  chords,  how  grand, 
How    good  —  when    touched   by    skilful 

hands. 

4  But  there  are  ties  more  sacred  still. 
When  Christian  love  each  heart  doth  fill; 
Pastor  and  people  then  are  found 

In  golden  chains  together  bound. 

TO  THE  CHURCH. 

5  Dear  members  of  my  pastoral  care, 
For  whom  I  offer  daily  prayer, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  my  crown,  stand  fast — 
You'll  swell  the  victor's  song  at  last. 

TO  THE  CONGREGATION. 

6  Keceive  the  Gospel  I  proclaim. 

And  love  the  Saviour's  precious  name; 
Without  delay,  with  one  accord, 
With  all  the  heart,  turn  to  the  Lord — 

TO  THE  CHOIR. 

7  Ye  smiling  happy  choral  band. 
While  in  the  house  of  God  ye  stand, 
Jehovah  keep  your  hearts  in  tune. 
To  swell  the  notes  of  praise  as  one. 

TO  THE  SABBATH-SCHOOL. 

8  Dear  members  of  the  Sabbath-school, 
To  you  I  turn — my  heart  is  full; 

O,  may  you  seek  and  love  the  truth. 
And  come  to  Christ  in  early  youth. 


BIBLE  HAKP,  155 

9  May  all  our  hearts  be  joined  in  love, 
Until  we  meet  in  realms  above, 
Our  blest  Eedeemer  to  adore, 
And  sing  bis  praise  forever  more. 

Rev.  a.  Bronson. 

103.  Donation  Hymn.  ^S. 

1  We  welcome  you,  friends,  to  our  home, 

In  our  hearts  you  before  were  enshrined; 
With  hands  full  of  gifts  you  have  come, 
The  marks  of  affection,  most  kind. 

2  We  wish  you  a  happy  New  Year^ 

With  emotions  we  would  not  suppress; 
But  the  strength  of  our  feeling,  we  fear, 
We  never  shall  fully  express. 

3  We  thank  you — we  thank  you,  kind  friends, 

Our  bosoms  with  gratitude  glow; 
While  upward  our  prayer  now  ascends, 
That  God  would  his  blessing  bestow. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  we  bow  at  thy  feet 

With  fervor  of  soul,  to  implore 

Thee  all  this  dear  circle  may  meet. 

To  love  and  to  sing  evermore, 

Mrs.  Wilcox. 


104.  The  Angel  of  Grace.        ^.  3T. 

1  Thou  very  Paschal  Lamb, 

Whose  blood  for  us  was  shed; 
Through  whom  we  out  of  Egypt  came, 
Thy  ransom'd  people  led. 


156  BIBLE  HABP. 

2  Angel  of  Gospel  grace 

Fulfil  thy  mission  here, 
To  guard  and  feed  the  chosen  race, 
In  Israel's  cause  appear. 

3  Throughout  the  desert  way- 

Conduct  us  by  thy  might; 
Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 

4  Our  fainting  souls  sustain 

"With  blessing  from  above, 
And  ever  on  thy  people  reign , 
The  manna  of  thy  love. 

lO^.  Wonder  of  Mercy,  lis* 

1  Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love  my 

dear  Lord, 
I  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word; 
"What  a  wonder  of  mercy  behold  now  I  see, 
"What  a  tender  kind  Saviour  has  done  for 

poor  me.. 

2  I  was  led  by  the  devil  till  lost  and  dis- 

tress-'d, 
I  thought  that  in  torment  I  soon  would  be 

cast; 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  misery, 
Till  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding 

for  me. 

3  O  sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  died, 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  replied; 
The  guilt  was  remov'd,  and  my  soul  did 

rejoice. 
The  blood  was  applied,  then  the  witness 
and  voice. 


BIBLE  HABP.  157 

4  On  my  low  bending  knees  before  God  did 

I  fall, 
And  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all ; 
The  heart  of  his  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven  and  peace 

upon  earth. 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth ; 
Your  sins  are  forgiven,  my  Saviour  did  say, 
O!    witness,   kind  heaven,   on   this    my 

birth-day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  humble'd,  1  fell  to  the 

ground, 
The  time  of  refreshing   from   heaven    I 
found; 

0  Lord,  thou  hast  ravished  my  soul  with 

thy  charms, 
Let  me  die,  like  old  Simeon,  with  Christ 
in  my  arms. 

lOO.  Tm  a  Pilgrim.  I».  'Mi. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 

1  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I'm  going 

To  where  the  streamlets  are  ever  flowing. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  O  that  city  to  which  I  journey, 

My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  the  light; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 


158  BIBLE  HABP. 

3  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining, 

0  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is 

there ; 
Here,  in  this  country,  so  dark  and  dreary, 

1  long  wandered  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

4  Father,  mother,  and  sister,  brotJier, 

If  you  will  not  journey  with  me,  I  must  go, 
For  since  your  vain  hope  you  still  will 

cherish, 
Should  I,  too,  linger,  and  with  you  perish? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

5  Farewell  neighbors,  with  tears  I've  warn'd 

you, 
I  must  leave  you,  I  must  leave  you,  and 

be  gone; 
With  this  your  portion,  your  hearts  desire, 
Why  will  you  perish  in  raging  fire  ? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

6  Farewell  dreary  earth,  by  sin  so  blighted. 
In  immortal  beauty  soon  you'll  be  arrayed; 
For  he  who  formed  thee,  will  soon  restore 

thee. 
When  sin  and  death  in  thee  no  more  shall  be. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

10*7^ .  An  earnest  Desire,  S.  M!. 

1  Born  to  be  born  again ! 

A  life  to  ever  live  ! 
A  death  that  daily  dies  to  sin ! 
A  Saviour  who  can  save ! 

2  A  life  of  righteousness ! 

A  home  above  the  sky ! 


BIBLE  HARP.  159 

A  Father,  God,  who  deigns  to  bless 
With  joys  that  never  die. 

3  An  entrance  to  that  land, 

Where  milk  and  honey  flow; 
A  right  unto  the  tree  ol  life, 
And  fruits  thereon  that  grow. 

4  A  paradise  with  God, — 

A  seat  at  his  right  hand, — 
And  songs  of  praise,  on  harps  of  gold; 
Amid  the  angel  band. 

5  0  may  this  happy  birth, 

And  new  life,  Lord,  in  Thee, — 
And  all  the  joys  of  such  a  death, 
And  heaven  our  portion  be. 

J.  G.  Perry. 
lO^.  The  slow  Travelers,        r».  MI. 

1  0  happy  souls,  how  fast  you  go, 

And  leave  me  here  behind; 
Don't  stop  for  me,  for  now  I  see, 
The  Lord  is  just  and  kind. 

2  Go  on,  go  on,  my  soul  says  go. 

And  I'll  come  after  you; 
Though  I'm  behind,  yet  I  can  find, 
I'll  sing  hosanna,  too. 

3  God  give  you  strength  that  you  may  run, 

And  keep  your  footsteps  right; 
Though  fast  you  go,  and  I  so  slow, 
You  are  not  out  of  sight. 

4  When  you  get  to  those  worlds  above. 

And  all  their  glories  see ; 
When  you  get  home,  your  work  is  done. 
Then  look  ye  out  for  me. 


160  BIBLE  HARP. 

5  For  I  will  come  fast  as  I  can, 

Along  the  way  I'll  steer; 
Lord,  give  me  strength,  I  shall  at  length 
Be  one  among  you  there. 

6  There  altogether  we  shall  be, 
'     Together  we  shall  sing; 

Together  shall  we  praise  our  God 
Our  everlasting  King. 

XOO.       A  Wrestle  for  a  blessing-,  T^S. 

1  Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go. 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face. 
Mine's  an  urgent  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bound: 
Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  pow'r  defy, 
That  poor  rebel.  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner  in  despair. 
Sought  thy  mercy  seat  by  prayer; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free. 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  years  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen; 

Yet,  have  been  upheld  till  now, 
"Who  could  hold  me  up,  but  thou. 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  ev'ry  need. 
This  emboldens  rae  to  plead; 


BIBLE  HARP.  161 

After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 
7  No,  I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold; 
I  can  no  denial  take 
"When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

IT'O.         The  Christian  Band,        F.  MI. 

1  O,  we're  a  band  of  brethren  dear, 

I  belong  to  this  band,  hallelujah; 

Who  live  as  pilgrim  strangers  here, 

I  belong  to  this  band,  hallelujah. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
I  belong  to  this  band,  hallelujah. 

2  The  prophets  and  apostles  too. 

All  belong  to  this  band,  hallelujah; 
And  all  God's  children  here  below, 
I  will  be  in  this  band,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  &c. 

IT^l.  The  value  of  truth,  I^.  ]M[« 

1  The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell, 
'T  will  do  to  buy,  but  not  to  sell; 

A  large  estate  that  soul  has  got. 
Who  buys  the  truth  and  sells  it  not. 

2  Truth,  like  a  diamond,  shines  most  fair, 
More  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are — 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin, 
O,  may  it  always  in  us  sliine. 

3  'Tis  truth  that  binds,  and  truth  makes  free 
And  sets  the  soul  at  liberty, 

L 


162  BIBLE  HARP. 

From  sin  and  Satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  heart  doth  reign. 

4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed, 
That  doth  all  freedom  else  exceed — 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe, 
And  never  more  shall  bondage  know. 

6  O  happy  they  who  in  their  youth 
Are  brought  to  know  and  love  the  truth; 
For  none  but  they  whom  truth  makes  free, 
E'er  can  enjoy  true  liberty. 

6  Truth  like  a  girdle  let  us  wear. 
And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair; 
And  never  let  it  once  be  told. 
The  truth  by  us  was  ever  sold. 

IT^^.       The  old  Israelites,  l^s  &  Os. 

1  The  old  Israelites  knew,  what  it  was  they 

must  do, 
If  fair  Canaan  they  would  possess. 
They  must  still  keep  in  sight,  of  the  pillar 
of  light. 
Which  led  on  to  the  promised  rest; 
The  camps  on  the  road  could  not  be  their 
abode. 
But  as  oft  as  the  trumpet  should  blow, 
They  all  glad  at  a  chance  of  a  further  ad- 
vance, 
Must  take  up  their  baggage  and  go. 

2  I  am  thankful  indeed  for  the  heavenly 

need. 
Which  before  me  has  hitherto  gone, 


BIBLE  HARP.  163 

For  that  pillar  of  love,  which  doth  onward 
still  move, 
And  doth  gather  our  souls  into  one. 
Now  the  cross  bearing  throng  are  advanc- 
ing along, 
As  a  closer  communion  doth  flow, 
Now  all  who  would  stand  on  the  promised 
land, 
Let  them  take  up  their  baggage  and  go. 

tS  What  though  some  in  the  rear  preach  of 
terror  and  fear. 
And  complain  of  the  trials  they  meet, 
Though  the  giants  before,  with  great  fury 
doth  roar, 
Fm  resolved  I  will  never  retreat; 
Our  numbers  are  few  and  we  are  weak  it 
is  true, 
And  the  sons  of  old  Anakor's  tall, 
But  while  I  see  a  track,  I  will  never  go  back, 
But  go  on  at  the  risk  of  my  all. 

173.  SIN,  AND  ITS  RESULT.         Li.  Mi 

1  God  made  the  heavens,  the  earth  and  hell ; 

He  made  the  rivers,  seas  and  a'r; 
He  made  all  creatures  there  that  dwell ; 
But  did  not  make  all  as  they  are. 

2  He  made  the  angel  hosts  of  light 

Some  dared  rebel  against  his  power, 
In  heaven  arrayed  against  his  might. 
Were  hurjed  from  hence  to  rise  no  more. 


164  BIBLE   HARP. 

3  God  made  man  in  his  image  here, 
Man  lost  in  an  unguarded  hour, 
In  sin  and  death  that  image  dear ; 
But  man,  God  offers  to  restore. 

J.  G.  Perey. 

174,  The  Family  Bible,         P.  31, 

1  How  t>2infully  pleasing  the  fond  recol- 

lection, 
Of  youthful  emotions  and  innocent  love ; 
When  blessed  with  parental  advice  and 
affection. 
Surrounded  with  mercies,  with  peace 
from  above ; 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  father  and 

mother, 
The  seats  of  their  offsprings  as  ranged  on 
each  hand ; 
And  that  blessed  book  which  excels 
every  other, 
The  Family  Bible  which  lay  on  the  stand : 
The  old   fashioned  Bible,— the    dear 
blessed  Bible, — 
The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspira- 

tion. 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us 
delight ; 
The  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  in- 
vocation. 

For  mercy  by  day  and  for  safety  by 
night ; 


BIBLE  HAKP,  165 

Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony 
swelling, 
All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family 
band; 
Half  raised  ns  from  earth  to  that  rap- 
turous dwelling, 
Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the 
stand; 
The  old  fashioned  Bible,  &c. 

3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquility,  long  have  we 
parted. 
My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents 
no  more; 
In  sorrow  and  sadness    I    live  broken- 
hearted, 
And  wander  unknown  on  a  far  distant 
shore ; 
Yet,  how  can  I  doubt  my  Redeemer's  pro- 
tection. 
Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful 
hand; 
O,  let  me  with  patience  receive  his  cor- 
rection, 
And  think  of  the  Bible,  that  lay  on  the 
stand. 
The  old  fashioned  Bible,  &c. 

The  Christian'' s  desire. 
1  How  happy,  how  glorious,  how  jo^rful  to 

feel, 
I  want  to  feel  more  happy,   I  want  to  have 
more  zeal ; 


166  BIBLE  HARP. 

I  want  to  be  more  perfect,  I  want  my  heart 

pure, 
That  all  things  with  patience  I  may  well 

endure. 

2  I  want  to  feel  more  cheerful,  I  want  to  feel 

more  mild, 

More  like  my  blest  Master,  and  more  like 
a  child; 

M^re  humble,  more  thankful,  more  pleas- 
ant in  mind. 

More  watchful,  more  prayerful,  more  lov- 
ing and  kind. 

3  I  want  to  have  more  wisdom,  which  comes 

from  above, 
I  want  to  be  more  harmless,  and  more  like 

a  dove; 
I  want  my  heart  cleansed  from  sins  filthy 

stains, 
Have  God-like  contentment,  which  is  a 

great  gain. 

4  I  want  to  be  stripped  of  all  human  pride, 
All  anger  and  malice  I  would  lay  aside; 
From  sin  and  from  bondage  I  would  be 

set  free. 
And  live  my  dear  Saviour,  live  only  to  thee. 

5  I  want  my  affections  set  on  things  above, 
I  want  my  heart  filled  with  the  purest  of 

love; 
I  want  my  faith  stronger,  my  anchor  hope 

sure. 
And  like  a  good  soldier  all  hardness  en« 

dure. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  167 

6  Come,  brothers  and  sisters,  come,  aged 

and  youth, 
And  all  who  are  willing  to  walk  in  the 

truth; 
Come,  fill  up  your  vessels  with  union  and 

love, 
And  on  our  blest  journey  we'll  joyfully 

move. 

7  When  time  is  no  more,  and  from  earth  we 

remove, 
To  dwell  in  th'regions  of  pure  light  above ; 
With  saints  and  with  angels  we'll  praise 

him  again. 
And  sing  hallelujah,  forever.     Amen. 

X'T^O.        The  pure  Testimony.         I?.  IMC. 

1  The  pure  testimony  pour'd  orth  in  the  Spirit, 

Cuts  like  a  keen  and  a  two-edged  sword  : 
And  hypocrites  now  are  most  sorely  tormented, 

Because  they're  condemn'd  by  the  word. 
The  pure  testimony  discovers  the  dross, 
While  wicked  professors  make  light  of  the  cross  ; 
But  Babylon  trembles  for  fear  of  her  loss. 

2  Is  not  the  time  come  for  the  church  to  be  gathered 

Into  the  one  Spirit  of  God  ? 
Baptiz'd  by  one  Spirit  into  the  one  body, 

Partaking  Christ's  flesh  and  his  blood? 
They  drink  in  one  Spirit  which  makes  them  all  see 
They're  one  in  Christ  Jesus,  wherever  they  be, 
The  Jew  and  the  Gentile,  the  bond  and  the  free. 

3  Then  blow  ye  the  trumpet  in  pure  testimony. 

And  let  the  world  hear  it  again  ; 
O  come  ye  from  Babylon,  Egypt  and  Sodom, 

And  make  your  way  over  the  plain  ; 
And  gird  on  your  armour,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
For  Christ  will  direct  you  by  his  living  word  ; 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  like  a  sword. 


168  BIBLE  HABP. 

4  The  great  prince  of  darkness  is  mustering  his  for- 
To  make  you  his  pris'ners  again,  [ces, 

By  flatt'ries,  reproaches,  and  vile  persecution, 

That  you  in  his  cause  may  remain  : 
But  shun  his  temptations,  wherever  they  lay, 
And  mind  not  his  servants  whatever  they  say, 
The  pure  testimony  will  give  you  the  day. 

*  The  world  will  not  persecute  those  that  are  like 
But  hold  them  the  same  as  their  own  ;         [them, 

The  pure  testimony  cries  up,  separation, 
And  calls  you  your  lives  to  lay  down. 

Come  out  from  their  spirit  and  practices  too. 

The  track  of  the  Saviour  keep  still  in  your  view  ; 

The  pure  testimony  will  cut  its  way  through. 

6  A  battle  is  coming  between  the  two  kingdoms. 

The  armies  will  gather  anon  ; 
The  pure  testimony  and  vile  persecution 

"Will  come  to  close  battle  ere  long : 
Then  wash  all  your  robes  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
And  walk  in  the  Spirit,  as  Jesus  hath  done. 
In  pure  testimony  you  will  overcome. 

7  The  pure  testimony  is  not  to  establish 

The  selfish  devices  of  men  : 
The  systems  of  parties  it  never  advances, 

Nor  seeks  worldly  honor  or  gain : 
*Tis  moved  in  the  temple  of  the  holy  soul. 
And  then  into  words  in  a  torrent  doth  roll. 
In  pure  testimony  and  love  with  control. 

IlV^.     a  little  while  longer.    Os  Sc  Ss* 

1  A  little  while  longer  here  below, 
A  little  while  longer  here  below,  ' 
A  little  while  longer  here  below, 
And  home  to  glory  we  shall  go. 
Cho.  — For  I'm  happy  now,  and  shall  be  then, 
If  I  hold  out  on  my  journey's  end* 


BIBLE  HARP.  169 

IT'S.  The  Midnight  Cry,         P.  M!. 

1  The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

The  faithful  watchman  lifts  his  voice, 
Its  thrilling  tones  re-echo  round, 

To  bid  the  saints  rejoice: 
The  virgins  rise,  break  forth  and  sing 

The  glorious  advent  of  our  King, 
The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord. 

2  Blow  !  watchman,  blow  a  certain  sound, 

For  dark  and  dangerous  is  the  night. 
And  daring  scoffers  thicken  round. 

The  evil  servants  smite; 
The  faithful  ones  strict  watch-care  keep 

With  lamps  well  trimm'd,  nor  can  they 


The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord. 

3  Through  midnight  hour,  God's  words  shed 

light. 

Its  brilliant  rays  dispel  the  gloom. 
The  pilgrim's  pathway  now  grows  bright, 

The  King  is  coming  soon; 
Then  tune  your  harps  once  more  and  sing 

Your  sweetest  strains  to  Zion's  King, 
The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord. 

4  Behold  !  he  comes — the  mighty  one, 

Ye  virgins  rise  !  go  forth,  him  meet, 
Dry  up  your  tears,  the  Bridegroom  comes 
His  weeping  bride  to  greet; 


170  BIBLE  HABP. 

The  tmmpet  sounds — the  day  has  broke, 
The  living  changed,  the  dead  awoke, 

To  blend  their  songs  in  gushing  strains, 
All  hail !  Messiah  reigns. 

The  Christianas  Privilege. 

1  Arise,  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 

Behold,  the  light  is  come, 
The  glorious  conq'ring  King  is  near, 

To  take  his  exiles  home; 
The  trumpets  thund'ring  through  the  sky. 

To  set  poor  sinners  free. 
The  day  of  wonders  now  is  nigh, 

The  year  of  Jubilee. 

2  Arise,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Before  the  Judge  appear, 
All  tongues,  all  languages  shall  come 

Their  final  doom  to  hear; 
King  Jesus  on  his  azure  throne, 

Ten  thousand  angels  round. 
While  Gabriel  with  his  silver  trump 

Echoes  the  dreadful  sound. 

3  The  glorious  news  of  Gospel  grace 

With  sinners  now  is  o'er. 
The  trump  of  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  be  blown  no  more; 
The  watchmen  have  all  left  their  walls. 

And  with  their  flocks  above. 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  they  sing. 

And  shout  redeeming  love. 
i  Come,  all  ye  pilgrims  of  the  Lord, 

Whose  hearts  are  joined  in  one, 


BIBLE  HAEP.  171 

Hold  up  your  hearts  with  courage  bold. 

Your  race  is  almost  run ; 
Above  the  clouds  behold  him  stand. 

And  smiling  bid  you  come, 
While  angels  beckon  you  away, 

To  your  eternal  home. 

l^O.  The  fall  of  Babylon.  Sg;. 

Rev.  xxit. 

1  Hail  the  day  so  long  expected, 

Hail  the  year  of  full  release, 
Zion's  walls  are  now  erected, 

And  her  watchmen  publish  peace; 
From  the  distant  courts  of  Sinai 

The  shrill  trumpets  loudly  roar: 
Cho. — Babylon  is  fallen,  is  fallen,  is  fallen, 

Babylon  is  fallen  to  rise  no  more. 

2  Hark !  and  hear  the  people  crying, 

See  the  city  disappear. 
Trade  and  traffic  all  are  dying, 

So  we  sink  and  perish  here; 
Sailors  that  have  brought  her  traffic, 

Crying  from  her  distant  shore, 
Cho, — Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

3  All  the  merchants  cry  with  wonder, 

What  is  this  that  comes  to  pass. 
Murmuring  like  the  distant  thunder, 

Crying  out,  alas !  alas ! 
Swell  the  sound,  ye  kings  and  nobles. 
Priests  and  people,  rich  and  poor. 
Cho. — Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 
i  Lo,  her  captains  are  returning, 
Up  to  Zion  see  them  fly, 


172  BIBLE  HARP. 

While  the  smoke  of  Babel's  burning 
Rolls  across  the  darkened  sky; 

Now's  the  day  of  consumation, 
When  she  shall  fall  to  rise  no  more. 
Cho. — Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

6  Zion's  children,  raise  your  voices, 
And  the  joyful  news  proclaim, 
Now  the  heavenly  host  rejoices. 
And  re-echoes  back  the  same; 
See  the  ancients  of  the  city, 
Terrified  at  the  uproar. 

Cho. — Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

6  Tune  your  harps,  ye  heavenly  choir, 
Shout  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
See  the  city  all  on  fire. 

Clap  your  hands,  and  blow  the  fiame; 
Now  behold  this  awful  kingdom. 
All  consuming  in  her  gore. 
Cko. — Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

XSl.  HaU,  thou  blest  mom,       P.  !MI» 

1  Hail,   thou  blest  mom,  when  the  great 
Mediator 
Down  from  the  regionsof  glory  descend; 
Shepherds  go  worship  the  babe  in   the 
manger, 
Lo !  for  his  guide  the  bright  angels  at- 
tend. 
Cho. — Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning. 
Shine  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us 
thine  aid; 


BIBLE  HARP.  173 

Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer 
is  laid. 

2  Cold   on   his   cradle  the  dew-drops  are 

shining, 
Low  lies  his  head,  with  the  beasts  of 

the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

Cho. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  ojff'rings  divine; 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 
ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from 
the  mine.     Cho. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure; 
Bicher,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 
poor.     Cho. 

1^^.  Historical  Hymn.  I*.  MI. 

1  Where  is  now  a  righteous  Noah  ? 

Where  is  now  a  righteous  Noah  ? 

Where  is  now  a  righteous  Noah  ? 

Safely  in  the  promised  land  ? 

He  went  up  through  a  flood  of  water, 

He  went  up  through  a  flood  of  water. 

He  went  up  through  a  flood  of  water, 

Safe  into  the  promised  land. 
Cho. — By  and  by  we  will  go  and  meet  him. 
By  and  by  we  will  go  and  meet  him, 


174  BIBLE  HARP. 

By  and  by  we  will  go  and  meet  him, 
Safe  into  the  promised  land. 

2  Where  is  good  old  Enoch  and  Elijah,  <fec. 
They  went  up  both  soul  and  body,  &c. 

3  Where  are  now  the  ancient  worthies,  &c' 
They  went  up  through  a  fiery  furnace,  &c' 

4.  Where  is  now  a  praying  Daniel,  &c. 
He  went  up  through  a  den  of  Lions,  &c. 

6  Whei-e  0  now  is  Paul  and  Silas,  &c. 
They  went  up  through  tribulation,  &c. 

1^3.  F.  1ST. 

The  Four  Wayfareing  Man. 

1  A  poor  wayfaring    man  of  grief. 

Hath  often  met  me  on  my  way. 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay; 
I  had  no  power  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went,  or  whence  he  came, 
Yet,  there  was  something  in  his  eye 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

2  Once  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered,  not  a  word  he  speak. 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all,  he  blest  and  break. 
And  ate;  but  gave  me  part  again, 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then. 
And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste. 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste. 

MONTGOMKRr, 


BIBLE  HARP.  175 

1S4.  The  Dove,  O.  IML. 

1  O  tell  me  where  the  dove  has  flown 

To  build  her  downy  nest, 
And  I  will  rove  this  world  all  o'er, 
To  win  her  to  my  breast. 

2  I  sought  her  in  the  groves  of  love, 

I  knew  her  tender  heart ; 
But  she  had  flown  !  the  Pensive  Dove 
Had  felt  a  traitors  dart. 

3  I  sought  her  on  the  flow'ry  lawn, 

Where  pleasure  holds  her  train ; 
But  fancy  flies  from  flower  to  flower, 
So  there  I  sought  in  vain. 

4  Faith  smiled  and  shed  a  silent  tear. 

To  see  me  search  around  ; 
Then  whispered,  *'I  will  tell  you  where 
The  dove  may  yet  be  found." 

5  By  meek  religion's  humble  cot 

She  builds  her  downy  nest ; 

Go  seek  the  sweet  secluded  spot. 

And  win  her  to  your  breast. 

1S5>.    Death  and  the  Judgement.    O.  IM- 

1  The  day  approacheth,  O  my  soul, 

The  great  decisive  day. 
Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life. 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2  Another  day  more  awful,  dawns; 

And  lo !  the  Judge  appears  ; 
Ye  heavens,  retire  before  His  face, 
And  sink,  ye  darkened  stars. 


176  BIBLE  HAKP. 

3  Yet  does  one  short,  preparing  hour, 
One  precious  hour  remain  ; 
Rouse  thee,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

ISO.  The  way  to  glory.        H.  l^JI. 

1  Through  tribulation  deep 

The  way  to  glory  is, 
This  stormy  course  I  keep 

On  these  tempestuous  seas. 
By  waves  and  winds 

I'm  tossed  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  for  heaven. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 

A  dreadful  huricane. 
And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  my  sides  break  in  ; 
But  still  my  little  ship  out-braves 
The  blustering  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress 

My  anchor  hope  can  cast, 
Within  thy  promises 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast ; 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides 
Midst  stormy  winds  and  swelling  tides. 

4  The  Bible  is  my  chart. 

By  it  the  seas  I  know  ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show  ; 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 


I 


BIBLE  HARP.  177 

5  When  througli  this  gulf  I  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short), 

The  pilot  angels  meet. 
And  bring  me  into  port; 

And  when  I  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 

isr.  P.  m:. 

A  Dialogue. — Lions  in  the  way. 
Altered  by  B.  Benedict, 

1  Come,  precious  soul,  and  let  us  take 
A  walk  becoming  you  and  me; 
And  whither,  my  dear  friend. 
Shall  we  our  footsteps  tend, 

To  Gethsemane  or  Calvary  ? 

2  O,  Calvary  is  a  mountain  high, 
'Tis  much  too  hard  a  task  for  me; 
And  I  had  rather  stay 

In  the  broad  and  pleasant  way, 
Than  to  walk  in  gloomy  Gethsemane. 

3  It  would  not  seem  such  a  mountain  high, 
Nor  such  a  task,  dear  friend,  for  thee; 

If  you  but  loved  the  man, 

Whose  wisdom  laid  the  plan 

Of  climbing  the  mountain  Calvary. 

4  No  pleasing  prospect  I  can  see, 
It  is  a  lonely  way  for  me ; 
And  I  have  heard  them  say. 
There  are  lions  in  the  way, 

And  they  lurk  in  the  mountain  Calvary, 

5  O,  'tis  a  pleasant  peaceful  way. 
No  lions  shall  the  faithful  see; 

M 


178  BIBLE  HARP. 

But  you  shall  have  a  guard, 

The  angels  of  the  Lord, 

To  lead  you  up  mount  Calvary. 

6  O,  tarry  not  in  all  the  plain, 
The  lions  shall  before  thee  flee; 
If  you  but  love  the  man, 
Whose  goodness  laid  the  plan 
Of  climbing  the  mountain  Calvary. 

ISS.  Restfor  the  Weary.         1?.  M!. 

1  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 

There  remains  a  land  of  rest. 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  request. 
Cho. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary. 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary. 

There  is  rest  for  you — 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion. 

Which  eternally  shall  stand. 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient, 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share. 
But  in  that  celestial  centre 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  179 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn; 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 

5  Sing,  O  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory; 

Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 
You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 

XSO.  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river  ? 

1  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 

Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll, 
Where  in  all  the  bright  forever 
Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul  ? 
Chorus  -Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet,  shall  we  meet, 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river. 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll. 

2  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor 

When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er, 

Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor 

By  the  fair  celestial  shore  ?     Cho. 

3  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 

Rolls  in  harmony  around. 
And  creation  swells  the  chorus 

With  its  sweet  melodious  sound  ?  Cho, 

4  Shall  we  meet  with  the  loved  ones 

Torn  on  earth  from  our  embrace, 
Shall  we  listen  to  their  Voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ?    Cho. 


180  BIBLE  HARP. 

5  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour 
When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own, 
Shall  we  hear  him  bid  us  welcome, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne.   Cho. 


loo.  i>.  m:. 

Creation  in  praise  to  its  Author. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay ! 
Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name: 
Lo  !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
Li  one  melodious  concert  rise. 

To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

2  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling  sound ! 
While  all  th' adoring  thrones  around, 

His  boundless  mercy  sing: 
Let  ev'ry  list'ning  saint  above, 
Wake  aU  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 

3  Join,  ye  loud  spheres,  the  vocal  choir; 
Thou  dazzling  orb  of  liquid  fire, 

•  The  mighty  chorus  aid: 
Soon  as  gray  ev'ning  gilds  the  plain. 
Thou,  moon,  protract  the  melting  strain, 
Ajid  praise  him  in  the  shade. 

4  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head. 

In  heav'nly  praise  employ; 


BIBLE  HAKP.  181 

Spread  his  tremendous  name  around, 
Till  heav'n's  broad  arch  rings  back  the 
The  gen'ral  burst  of  joy.  [sound, 

5  Ye  whom  the  charms  of  grandeur  please, 
Nurs'd  on  the  downy  lap  of  ease, 

Fall  prostrate  at  his  throne : 
Ye  princes,  rulers,  all  adore; 
Praise  him,  ye  kings,  who  makes  your 
pow'r 

An  image  of  his  own. 

6  Ye  fair,  by  nature  form'd  to  move, 

0  praise  th'  eternal  source  of  love, 

With  youth's  enliv'ning  fire: 
Let  age  take  up  the  tuneful  lay. 
Sing  his  bless'd  name — then  soar  away, 

And  ask  an  angel's  lyre. — Ogilvib. 

lOl.        Measure  of  Man's  days,     L.  ]3WC. 

1  As  flies  the  shuttle  o'er  the  loom, 
So  mortals  hasten  to  the  tomb. 
As  ships  that  skim  the  raging  sea, 
Or  eagles  darting  on  their  prey. 

2  As  vanishes  the  fleeting  shade. 

As  flowers  before  the  evening  fade; 
Such  is  the  life  of  feeble  man. 
His  days  are  measured  by  a  span. 

3  I  would  not  wish  on  earth  to  stay. 
Beyond  this  short  uncertain  day; 


182  BIBLE  HARP. 

But,  Lord,  prepare  my  soul  to  do 
The  work  appointed  me  below. 
4  With  willing  heart  and  active  hands, 
Lord,  I  would  practice  thy  commands; 
Improve  the  moments  as  they  fly, 
And  live  as  I  would  wish  to  die. 

lO^.  Tm  a  Traveler.  P.  M. 

1  I'm  a  traveler  to  a  home, 

Where  all  is  fair, 
Where  the  saints  in  glory  stand, 

And  heaven  is  there ; 
Dark  and  thorny  is  the  way. 

Hither  I  come, 
Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay, 

Yonder' s  my  home. 

2  I'm  a  weary  trav'ler  here, 

I  must  go  on. 
For  my  journey's  end  is  near, 

I  must  be  gone  ; 
Brighter  joys  than  earth  can  give, 

Win  me  away, 
Pleasures  that  forever  live, 

I  cannot  stay. 

3  I'm  a  trav'ler  to  a  land. 

Where  all  is  fair. 
Where  is  seen  no  broken  band. 

Saints  all  are  there; 
Where  no  tear  shall  ever  fall, 

Nor  heart  be  sad. 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 


BIBLE  HARP.  183 

4  I'm  a  trav'ler,  and  I  go 

AVTiere  all  is  fair, 
Farewell,  all  I've  loved  below, 

I  must  be  there; 
Worldly  honors,  hopes  and  gain, 

All  I  resign, 
Welcome  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 
6  I'm  a  trav'ler,  stop  me  not — 

Upward's  my  way. 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot, 

I  cannot  stay; 
Farewell  earthly  pleasures  all, 

Pilgrim  I  roam, 
Hail  me  not,  in  vain  you  call, 

Yonder's  my  home. 

103.  'Ts  &  es. 

0,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

1  O,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love; 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain  *s  gone  before,  . 
He's  given  me  my  orders. 

And  bids  me,  not  give  o'er; 
And  says,  if  I  prove  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he'll  giv6» 


184  BIBLE  HABP. 

And  all  Ms  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 
3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly; 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 
4:  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles. 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
Then  cast  your  cares  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray; 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  when  the  combat's  ended. 

He'll  carry  you  above. 

104.  Prayer.  O.  ]M. 

1  O  Lord  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 

In  deep  humility 
Come  meet  us  here  and  "make  us  one" 
In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  Thee. 

2  "  Create  within  "  us  "a  clean  heart" 

Our  spirits  Lord  renew 
Then  sinners  we'll  teach,  '  'the  good  part" 

And  they  shall  love  Thee  too. 
8  Now  sinners  all  a  moment  pause, 

And  think  upon  your  ways, — 
Embrace  the  blessed  Saviour's  cause, 

And  in  it  spend  your  days. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  185 

4  Thxis  may  we  show  our  love  for  God, 
And  for  our  fellow  men, — 
And  in  a  blest  eternity 

With  saints  and  angels  reign. 

J.  G.  Perry. 
3.0^.       Exhortation  to  Sinners       O.  M!« 

1  There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

It  is  the  saints  sweet  home ; 
Where  the  dear  Saviour  pleading  stands, 
Inviting  all  to  come. 

2  Say,  will  you  seek  a  mansion  there  ? 

And  strive  to  enter  in  ? 
Or  by  your  actions  still  declare, 
You'd  rather  die  in  sin  ? 

3  Arise,  and  to  your  Father  go, 

And  tell  him  what  you've  done; 
And  He  will  meet  you  then,  and  know, 
He'll  own  you  for  his  son. 

4  Backsliders,  O  return,  believe 

In  Christ,  the  living  way  ; 
And  God,  for  his  dear  sake,  will  save 
You  in  the  judgment  day. 

5  O  can  you  see  the  bounties  spread, 

And  to  the  feast  not  come  ? 
Come  now  partake  the  living  bread. 
You're  freely  welcom'd  home. 

J.  G.  Perry. 
100.  Jesus  Charms.  O.  IWC. 

1  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 
Has  overpowering  charms; 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 


186  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  Then  while  you   hear  my  heart-strings 

break, 
How  sweet  the  minutes  roll; 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
But  glory  in  my  soul. 

3  Clasped  in  my  heavenly  father's  arms, 

I  could  forget  my  breath; 
And  loose  my  life  amid  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

1  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 
To  cross  the  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Could  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

lO^.      A  hettfer  day.   Os,  Ss  &  Os. 

1  Children,  children,  keep  the  Lord  in  view, 
And  bear  the  cross  he  bore  for  you; 

For  there's  a  better  time  a  coming, 

Come,  go  along  with  me. 
For  there's  reformation  spreading, 

Go,  sound  the  jubilee, 

2  We  will  bear  the  cross,  and  wear  the  crown, 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down. 

For  there's  a  better  time  &c. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  187 

3  There  is  glory,  glory  in  my  soul, 
Come,  mourners,  let  this  current  roll ; 

For  there's  a  better  time,  &c. 

4  Come,  mourners,  mourners  bear  the  cross, 
And  count  the  world  below  as  dross; 

For  there's  a  better  time,  &c. 

6  Christ  is  now  a  calling,  come. 
He  says,  poor  souls,  for  you  there's  room; 
For  there's  a  better  time,  &c. 

6  I  am  glad  I  ever  saw  this  day. 
We  have  met  to  sing,  and  pray; 

For  there's  a  better  time,  &c. 

7  We  soon  shall  rise  the  mount  of  God 
Beyond  old  Jordan's  swelling  flood; 

For  there's  a  better  time;  &c. 

lOS.         Will  you  go  to  glory,        I*.  MC. 

1  0,  come,  my  loving  neighbors,  will  you  go 
to  glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven  to  my  long  sought 

rest; 
Come,  poor  mourning  sinners,  will  you  go 

to  glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven  to  my  long  sought 
rest. 
Cho, — Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  praise  ye  the 
Lord, 
O,  pray  ye  on,    brethren,  pray  ye  on 

sisters, 
Come,  my  loving  neighbors,  and  serve 
the  Lord. 


188  BIBLE  HAEP. 

2  O,  come,  my  loying  brethren,  will  yon  go 

to  glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go,  &c. 
O,  come,  my  loving  sisters,  will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go,  &c. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

3  Methinks    I    hear   young  converts   say, 

they'll  go  to  glory  with  me, 
I  long  to  go,  &c. 
Methinks  I  hear  old  pilgrims  say,  they'll 

go  to  glory  with  me, 
T  long  to  go,  &c. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  King  Jesus  is  my  captain — will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go,  &c. 
I  know  I  do  feel  happy — ^will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go,  &c. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

1^^*  ImmanueVs  Land.  O.  ]M« 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 
Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
Cho  —We  are  marching  through  Immanuers 
ground, 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  trumpet  sound. 
And  soon  we  shall  with  Jesus  reign, 
And  never,  never  part  again ! 


BIBLE  HAEP.  189 

What !  never  part  again  ? 

Ko,  never  part  again  ! 

"What !  never  part  again  ? 

No,  never  part  again ! 

And  soon  we  shall  with  Jesus  reign, 

And  never,  never  part  again ! 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never  withering  flowers; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours.     Cho, 
Watts, 

5^00.  ImmanucVs  Land,         I*.  M!. 

Samuel  Rutheeford  was  a  Scotch  divine,  who  suf- 
fered much  during  the  religious  persecution  in  Scot 
land,  but  maintained  his  strong  integrity  of  character 
and  deep-toned  piety  to  the  last.  At  death,  his  last 
words  were  :  "Glory,  glory  dwelleth  in  Immanuel's 
land."  The  lines  following  were  made  up  mostly  of 
expressions  of  his  own. 

1  The  sands  of  time  are  sinking, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks. 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for — 

The  fair,  sweet  morn — awakes ; 
Dark,  dark  hath  been  the  midnight, 

But  day-spring  is  at  hand; 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

2  There  the  red  rose  of  Sharon 

Unfolds  its  heart  most  bloom; 
And  fills  the  air  of  heaven 

With  ravishing  perfume ; 
Oh !  to  behold  it  blossom, 

While  by  its  fragrance  found, 


190  BIBLE  HARP. 

Where  glory,  glory  dweUeth 
In  Immanuel's  land. 

3  The  King,  there  in  his  beauty, 

Without  a  veil  is  seen ; 
**It  were  a  well-spent  journey. 

Though  seven  deaths  lay  between ;" 
The  Lamb  with  his  fair  army 

Doth  on  Mount  Zion  stand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

4t  Oh,  Chriii — he  is  the  fountain, 

The  de©p,  sweet  well  of  love ! 
The  streams  on  earth  I've  tasted, 

More  deep  I'll  drink  above: 
There  to  an  ocean  fullness 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

5  I've  wrestled  on  t'wards  heaven, 

'Gainst  storm,  and  wind,  and  tide; 
Now,  like  a  weary  traveler 

That  leaneth  on  his  guide. 
Amid  the  shades  of  evening 

While  sinks  life's  lingering  sand; 
I  hail  the  glory  dawning 

From  Immanuel's  land. 

6  Deep  waters  crossed  life's  pathway. 

The  hedge  of  thorns  was  sharp. 
Now  they  lie  all  behind  me, 

Oh !  for  a  well  tuned  harp; 
Oh,  to  join,  hallelujah. 

With  you,  triumphant  band, 


BIBLE  HAEP.  191 

Who  sing  where  glory  dwelleth 
In  Immanuel's  land. 

7  Oh,  I  am  my  Beloved's, 

And  my  Beloved  is  mine, 
He  brings  a  poor  vile  sinner 

Into  his  house  divine; 
I  stand  upon  his  merit, 

I  know  no  safer  stand, 
Not  e*en  where  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

8  I  shall  sleep  sound  in  Jesus, 

Filled  with  his  likeness,  rise 
To  love  and  to  adore  him, 

To  see  him  with  these  eyes; 
'Tween  me  and  resurrection 

But  Paradise  doth  stand, 
Then — then  for  glory  dwelling 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

9  I  have  borne  scorn  and  hatred, 

I  have  borne  wrong  and  shame. 
Earth's  proud  ones  have  reproached  me, 

For  Christ's  thrice  blessed  name ; 
Where  God's  seal  sets  the  Fairest, 

They've  stamped  their  foulest  brand. 
But  judgment  shines  like  noon-day 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

10  They've  summoned  me  before  them, 
But  there  I  may  not  come, 
My  Lord  says,  **  welcome  hither," 
My  Lord  says,  ** welcome  home;" 


192  BIBLE  HARP. 

My  kingly  King  at  his  white  throne 
My  presence  doth  command. 

Where  glory,  glory  dwelleth 
In  Immanuel's  land. 


SOI.     The  message.     Ss,  T's  &  4c» 

1  Sinners,  can  you  scorn  the  message, 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above, 
Every  sentence — O,  how  tender ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love; 

Listen  to  it, 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  herald's  of  the  Gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner  **  pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name;" 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name ! 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor. 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  feara. 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears ; 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  courts  of  heaven. 
Tidings  bear  withorut  delay; 

Rebel  sinners. 
Glad  the  messapre  will  obey. 


BIBLE  HARP.  193 

202.  Love  to  children.  P.  3X. 

1  I  dearly  love  a  little  child, 

And  Jesus  loved  young  children  too, 
He  ever  sweetly  on  them  smiled, 

And  placed  them  with  his  chosen  few  ; 
When  cradled  on  its  mother's  breast, 

A  babe  was  brought  to  Jesus'  feet. 
He  laid  his  hands  upon  its  head, 

And  blessed  it  with  a  promise  sweet. 

2  **  Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  said, 

"  O  suffer  them  to  come  to  me, 
Of  such  my  heavenly  kingdom  is, 

Like  them  must  all  my  followers  be  ;" 
Young  children  are  the  gems  of  earth, 

The  brightest  jewels  mothers  have, 
They  sparkle  on  their  throbbing  breast. 

But  brighter  shine  beyond  the  grave. 

Dana. 

S03.  Exhortation.  O.  M!. 

1  Sinners,  repent  and  sin  no  more, 

Believe  and  be  baptized  ; 
O,  come  to  Christ,  the  way,  the  door 
To  mansions  in  the  skies. 

2  Let  sin  no  more   your  lives  control. 

Life  is  not  sure,  a  day, 
But  true  religion  in  the  soul, 
Not  death  shall  take  away. 

J.  G.  Pebrt. 


194  BIBLE  HAKP. 

The  Sinner'' s  portion,  and  the  Saint's  hope. 

1  Lord,  I  am  thine;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love; 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion's  here  below, 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know ; 

'Tis  all  they  seek ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  joyfal  trump  shall  sound; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

^O^.  Coronation  Hymn.         0»  1M.» 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  Him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light. 

Who  fix'd  this  floating  ball ; 
Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


BIBLE  HABP.  195 

3  Crown  Him,  ye  martyr's  of  our  God, 

Who  from  His  altar  call  • 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall; 
Hail  Him,  who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Hail  Him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David,  Lord,  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate !  man  divine  ! 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Sinners,  whose  love,  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Let  eveiy  kindred,  every  tribe 

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

8  O,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  His  feet  may  fall; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Duncan. 

SOO.  Amazing  Grace.  O.  IMT. 

1  Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound, 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  lound, 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 


196  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  'Twas  gmce  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  that  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 
4:  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me. 

His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be. 

As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease ; 
I  shall  possess  within  the  vail 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  as  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine ; 
But  God  who  called  me  here  below 
Will  be  forever  mine.  Newton. 

2€y^»  Asleep  in  Jesus.  JLi*  IVT. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep. 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose. 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
"Who  waking  is  supremely  blest; 

No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  O  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be; 


BIBLE  HAEP.  197 

Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee, 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 

That  death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting. 
Mrs.  Mackat. 

QOS.      Behold  the  morning  sun.     S.  !M[» 

1  Behold  the  morning  sun. 

Begins  his  glorious  way; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  Gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word. 

And  all  thy  judgments  just; 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given; 
O,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

Watts. 


198  BIBLE  HARP. 

SOO.  The  Jubilee,  O.  M!. 

1  What  heavenly  music  do  I  hear ! 

Salvation  sounding  free ; 
Ye  souls  in  bondage  lend  an  ear — 
This  is  the  jubilee  ! 

2  How  sweetly  doth  the  tidings  roll 

All  round  from  sea  to  sea ; 
From  land  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole — 
This  is  the  Jubilee  ! 

3  Good  news,  good  news,  to  Adam's  race ; 

Let  Christians  all  agree 
To  sing  redeeming  love  and  grace — 
This  is  the  Jubilee  ! 

4  The  Gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release 

To  all  in  misery; 
And  bids  them  welcome  home,  to  peace — 
This  is  the  Jubilee  ! 

6  Jesus  is  on  the  mercy  seat, 
Before  Him  bend  the  knee: 
Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat — 
This  is  the  Jubilee  ! 

6  Sinners  be  wise,  return  and  come; 

Unto  the  Saviour  flee ; 
The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home — 
This  is  the  Jubilee ! 

7  Come  ye  redeemed,  your  tribute  bring, 

With  songs  of  harmony; 
While  on  the  road  to  Canaan,  sing — 
This  is  the  Jubilee  ! 


BIBLE  HARP.  199 

Come,  children,  drink  the  balmy  dew. 

1  Come,  children,  drink  the  balmy  dew, 
For  Christ  has  shed  his  blood  for  you; 
That  blood  can  cleanse  the  vilest  soul,— 
O,  see  the  purple  torrent  roll. 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  on  Calvary, 

He  sighs  and  groans,  and  dies  for  thee; 
The  rocks  are  rent  the  sleeping  dead. 
Awake,  because  their  Jesus  bled. 

3  Behold  the  body  in  the  tomb. 

The  soldiers  watching  in  the  gloom; 
But  angels  come  at  dawn  of  day; 
And  bear  the  Lord  of  life  away. 

4  Behold  Him  rise  from  Olive's  brow. 
The  clouds  His  form  are  hiding  now; 
He's  gone  to  stand  before  the  throne, 
And  pray  forever  for  His  own. 

5  Yet  see  the  sign  among  the  stars. 
One  like  the  Son  of  Man  appears; 
Now  all  the  tribes  of  Israel  mourn, 
To  see  the  Crucified  return. 

6  Come,  sinner,  drink  the  balmy  dew. 
And  let  that  blood  avail  for  you; 

Then  say,  when  His  bright  hour  you  see, 
It  is  my  Lord,  He  comes  for  me. 

5^11.  lOs,  es  &>  ISs. 

Come,  let  us  anew, 
1  Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year. 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 


200  BIBLE  HARP. 

His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of 
love. 

2  Onr  life  is  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moments  refuses  to  stay; 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone, 

The  millennial  year 
Bushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  His  coming  may 

say, 
"I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give 

me  to  do;" 
O,  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive 
the  glad  word: 
**  WeU  and  faithfully  done. 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 
throne."  C.  Wesley. 

212.  s.  m:. 

Come  to  the  House  of  Prayer, 

1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

O  thou  afflicted  come ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there, 
He  makes  that  house  His  own. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise 

Ye  who  are  happy  now; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged  hither  come. 

For  ye  have  felt  His  love; 


BIBLE  HARP.  201 

Soon   shall   your  trembling  tongues  be 
dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young !  before  his  throne  . 

Come,  now,  your  voices  raise; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all. 
Who  see'st  the  tear  of  misery. 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  calL 

6  Up  to  Thy  dwelling  place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
TiU  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

E.  Taylob. 

/^13«  Come,  weaiy  souls,        L.  MC. 

1  Come,  weary  souls !  with  sins  distress'd, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey. 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here  mercies  boundless  ocean  flows 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace. 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace. 

3  Dear  Saviour !  let  Thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith — our  fears  remove; 
Oh !  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

Mrs.  Stebli. 


202  BIBLE  HARP. 

S14.  Daughter  of  Zion.  lis. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion !  awake  from  thy  sad- 

ness; 
Awake ! — for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee 

no  more: 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star 

of  gladness; 
Arise ! — for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is 

o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes;  but  the  arm  that 

subdued  them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  might- 
ier far; 
They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge 
that  pursued  them. 

Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 
of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath 

saved  thee, 
Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel 
should  be ; 
Shout ! — for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  en- 
slaved thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished  and  Zion  is 
free.  Fitzgerald's  Coll. 

^X^.  Dismission  Hymn,  I^.  IM. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 


BIBLE  HABP.  203 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  Thou  art  good; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace.        Hert. 

^lO.    Faithy  Hope^  and  Charity,    L.  M!, 

1  Faith,  hope  and  charity,  these  three, 
Yet  is  the  greatest,  charity; 
Father  of  lights,  these  gifts  impart 
To  mine  and  every  human  heart. 

2  Faith,  that  in  prayer  can  never  fail, 
Hope,  that  o'er  doubting  must  prevail, 
And  charity,  whose  name  above 

Is  God's  own  name,  for  God  is  love. 

3  The  morning  star  is  lost  in  light, 
Faith  vanishes  at  perfect  sight, 
The  rainbow  passes  with  the  storm, 
And  hope  with  sorrows  fading  form. 

4  But  charity,  serene,  sublime, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  and  time; 
Like  the  blue  skies  all-bounding  space 
Holds  heaven  and  earth  in  its  embrace. 

Montgomery. 

&V7^m     Aspiring  for  Heaven.  Ss  &-  T^S. 
1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating. 
Sordid  hopes  and  vain  desires, 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires; 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 
Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  pioclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 


5t04  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined; 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  His  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhoring 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  Thy  Providence  adoring 

Faithful  subjects  to  Thy  laws; 
Lord,  with  favor  still  attend  us. 

Bless  us  with  Thy  wondrous  love; 
Thou,  our  Sun,  our  Shield,  defend  us ; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

J.  Taylor. 

Sl^.         Forever  with  the  Lord,       S.  ME. 

1  *' Forever  with  the  Lord !" — 

So,  Jesus,  let  it  be ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent. 

Absent  from  Thee  I  roam ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  days  march  nearer  home. 

3  ' '  Forever  with  the  Lord  !'* — 

Saviour,  if  'tis  Thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfil. 

4  So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 


BIBLE  HARP.  205 

In  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
5  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne — 

** Forever,  with  the  Lord!" 

MONTGOMEKY. 

QIO.       Missionary  Hymn,    "^s  &  Os. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  snnny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  calls  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  "What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain  with  lavished  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness. 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we,  to  men  be-nighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation!  O,  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


206  BIBLE  HARP. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters  roll, 
Till  like  a  sea  of  glory 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign.        Heber. 

Christ,  the  Lamb,  enthroned  and  v)orshipped. 

1  Hark !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  notes  of  praise  above; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love: 
See,  He  sits  on  yonder  throne; 

Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life.  Thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers  and  charms  Thy  saints  on  earth: 
When  we  think  of  love  like  Thine, 

Lord,  we  own  it,  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown: 
Nothing  from  Thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  Thou  hast  made  Thine  own; 
Happy  objects  of  Thy  grace, 

Destined  to  behold  Thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  Thine  appearing, 

Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day, 


BIBLE  HAEP.  207 

When  the  awful  summons  hearing. 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away: 

Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"Glory,  glory  to  our  King."      Kelly. 


The  expiring  Saviour. 

1  Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky: 

*'It  is  finished !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  **It  is  finished !"  Oh !  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford; 

Heavenly  blessing,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  through  Christ,  the  Lord: 

"It  is  finished!" 

Saints !  the  dying  words  record. 
♦ 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  I 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  in  earth  and  heaven  uniting, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

Evans. 

222»       Journeying  Home.  ^^  &,  T's. 

1  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 
But  when  we  meet  on  Canaan's  plain. 


208  BIBLE  HAEP. 

Cho. — There'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above, 
In  that  bright  world  above, 
Shout !  shout  the  victory ! 
We're  on  our  journey  home. 

2  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  there  we  shaU  with  Jesus  reign. 
Cho. 

3  Here  we  meet  to  part  again. 

But  when  we  join  the  heavenly  train. 
Cho. 


/^^3.      Brother Sy  will  you  meet  usl 

1  Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us; 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us ; 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 

2  By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  yon; 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you; 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you 

Where  parting  is  no  more.       "^ 

3  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever; 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever; 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

4  Glory,  glory,  hallelujah; 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah; 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 
For  ever,  evermore. 


BIBLE  HARP.  209 

Christ,  the  great  Physician. 

1  How  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole, 
There  is  but  one  physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul; 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compared  with  sin, 
On  every  part  it  seizes. 

But  rages  most  within; 
*Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madiiess  all  combined, 
And  none,  but  a  believer. 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men,  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain, 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain; 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost, 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me. 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

How  matchless  is  His  grace ! 
Accepted  my  petition. 

And  understood  my  case; 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  Him— 

For  sin  my  sight  hath  sealed — 
O 


m  BIBLE  HARP. 

^hen  bade  me  look  unto  Him; 

I  looked  and  I  was  healed. 
5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  anguish  frees  us. 

And  saves  the  soul  from  dea^i; 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  He'll  freely  give. 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — ^look  and  live  !     Nekton. 

22^.  O.M. 

Christy  precious  to  Believers. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 

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

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

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

3  By  Thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defil'd; 
Satan  excuses  me  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. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 


BIBLE  HARP.  211 

6  Till  then  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath, 
And  may  the  music  of  Thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

22^.  Cradle  Hymn.     Ss  &  T^S. 

1  Hush,  my  babe,  lie  still  and  slumber, 

Holy  angels  guard  thy  bed  ; 
Heavenly  blessings  without  number 

Gently  falling  on  thy  head. 
Cho.  — I  love  Jesus,  I  love  Jesus, 
I  love  Jesus,  yes  I  do, 
I  love  Jesus,  I  love  Jesus, 
I  love  him,  he  loves  me  too. 

2  Sleep,  my  babe,  thy  food  and  raiment. 

House  and  home,  thy  friends  provide; 
All,  without  thy  care  or  payment, 
All  thy  wants  are  well  supplied  — Cho, 

3  How  much  better  thou'rt  attended. 

Than  the  Son  of  God  could  be  ; 
"When  from  heaven  he  descended, 
And  became  a  child  like  thee. — Cho» 

4  Soft  and  easy  is  the  cradle — 

Coarse  and  hard  the  Saviour  lay  ; 
"When  his  birth-place  was  a  stable, 
And  His  softest  bed  was  hay. — Cho. 

5  Blessed  Babe,  what  glorious  features, 

Spotless,  fair,  divinely  bright  ! 
Must  He  dwell  with  brutal  creatures  ? — 
How  could  angels  bear  the  sight? — Cho, 

6  Was  there  nothing,  but  a  manger, 

That  poor  sinners  could  afford, 


212  BIBLE  HARP. 

To  receive  the  heavenly  stranger  ? 
Did  they  thus  affront  their  Lord  ? — Cho. 

7  O  to  read  the  shameful  story, 

How  the  Jews  abused  their  King  ; 
How  they  served  the  Lord  of  glory 
Makes  me  tremble  while  I  sing.     Cho, 

8  See  the  under  shepherds  round  Him, 

Telling  wonders  from  the  sky  ; 
There  they  sought  Him,  there  they  found 
Him, 
With  His  virgin  mother  by.     Cho, 

9  See  the  lovely  Babe  addressing. 
Lovely  Infant,  how  He  smiled ! 
When  He  wept,  the  mother's  blessing, 
Soothed  and  hushed  the  holy  Child.  Cho, 

10  Lo,  He  slumber'd  in  a  manger, 

Where  the  lowing  oxen  fed — 
Peace,  my  darling,  here's  no  danger, 
Here's  no  oxen  near  thy  bed.     Cho. 

11  'Twas  to  save  thee,  child,  from  dying. 

Save  my  dear  from  burning  flame  ; 
Bitter  groans,  and  endless  crying. 
That  thy  blest  Redeemer  came.     Cho, 

12  May'st  thou  live  to  know  and  fear  Him, 

Trust  and  love  Him  all  thy  days  ! 
Then  go  dwell  forever  near  Him, 

See  His  face  and  sing  His  praise.  Cho, 

13  I  could  give  thee  thousand  kisses, 

Hoping  what  I  most  desire  ; 
Not  a  mother's  fondest  wishes 
Can  to  greater  joys  aspire.  Cho,  Watts, 


BIBLE  HARP.  213 

Tm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord.'" 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause ; 
Maintain  the  honor  of  His  word, 
And  advocate  his  laws. 

2  Jesus,  my  God ! — I  know  His  name — 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  He  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  His  throne,  His  promise  stands, 

And  He  can  well  secure; 
What  I've  committed  to  His  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  He  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  His  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place.  Watts. 

^S^.  Longing  for  heaven.  lli^i. 

1  I  would  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to  stay. 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 
here, 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 
its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  away;  no — welcome  the 

tomb, 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 
gloom ; 


214  BIBLE  HARP. 

There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  He  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  Him  in  triumph  descending  the 
skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  always  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode ; 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o*er  the 

bright  plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns: 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported 

to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 

the  souL  Muhlenberg. 

^SO.  AU  one  in  Christ.  S.  M!. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found. 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance. 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Thus  will  the  Church  below 

Resemble  that  above. 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

Beddome. 


BIBLE  HARP.  215 

^30.       Indebtedness  to  Christ  ■  O.  IMl. 

1  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  Him  compare 

Ainong  the  sons  of  men; 
Fairer  is  He  than  all  the  fair, 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  He  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  Him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  His  abode. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive. 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine; 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord !  they  should  all  be  Thine. 

S.  Stennett. 

/^31.  Cross  and  Crown.         C  IkH* 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free; 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 


216  BIBLE  HABP. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here; 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

TiU  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home,  my  crown  to  wear — 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

G.  N.  Allen. 

^3^.  O.  ]M[. 

God''s  goodness, 

1  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  my  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay. 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound; 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  He  sits. 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame. 

My  tongue  shall  speak  His  praise; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun. 
And  yet  Thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  Thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night.       Watts, 


BIBLE  HARP.  217 

^33.  Jehovah's  Praise  O.  M]. 

1  O  no,  we  cannot  sing  the  song, 

Made  for  Jehovah's  praise; 
Our  sorrowing  harps  refuse  their  strings 
To  Zion's  gladsome  strains. 

2  They  bid  us  be  in  cheerful  mood, 

And  dry  those  tears  so  sad; 
But  Judah's  hearths  are  desolate, 
And  how  can  we  be  glad  ? 

3  Silent  our  harps  o'er  Babel's  stream 

Are  hung  on  willows  wet, 
And  Zion  though  we  no  more  see, 
We  never  can  forget. 

4  Sad  be  the  notes,  the  j^laintive  wail, 

Our  lyres  must  falter  here; 
Echoes  of  songs  within  the  vail, 

Celestial,  sweet,  and  clear. 
6  0  memory !  can  those  strains  on  high 

Grow  silent  and  unknown  ? 
Can  death's  deep  pall  enshroud  our  eyes, 

And  hide  yon  glitt'ring  throne. 

6  Jerusalem  !  thy  banished  ones — 
Prove  anguish  and  regret— 
But  endless  curses  rest  on  them, 
If  thee  they  e'er  forget. 

^34.      Omvard  Christian.    Ss  &^  ^^* 

1  Onward,  Christian,  though  the  region, 
Where  thou  art  is  drear  and  lone ; 
God  has  sent  a  guardian  legion 
Very  near  thee — press  thou  on  I 


218  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  Listen,  Christian,  their  hosanna 

Eolleth  o'er  thee, — "G-od  is  Love," 
Write  upon  thy  red-cross  banner, 
Upward  ever,  heaven's  above. 

3  By  the  thorn-road,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother,' 
Jesus  trod  it — press  thou  on ! 

4  By  this  world  be  wiser,  stronger, 

For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace, 
"While  it  needs  thee,  O  no  longer 
Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release. 

5  Pray  thou,  Christian,  daily,  rather 

That  thou  be  a  faithful  son, 
By  the  prayer  of  Jesus— "Father^ 
Not  my  will,  but  thine  be  done. 

^3S.  Rendering  thanks.  L.  HWC. 

1  O,  render  thanks  to  God  above. 

The  fountain  of  eternal  love; 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past, 
Hath  stood  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 

Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise. 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor.  Lord, 

Thou  to  Thy  chosen  dost  afibrd; 
When  Thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  Thy  salvation  visit  me. 


BIBLE  HARP.  219 

i  O,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love ; 
His  mercy  firm  through  ages  past, 
Hath  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 


^30.  Guilty  Sinners.     O.  P.  MC. 

1  O  Thou  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith. 
Wilt  Thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  Thee  ? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done. 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  His  availing  blood; 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be. 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me. 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3.  Then  save  me  from  eternal  death. 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolations  send; 
By  Him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart — 

Thy  Maker  is  Thy  friend. 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  should  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me. 

To  bid  me,  come  away; 
Unclogged  by  earth,  or  earthly  things, 
I'd  mount,  I'd  fly  with  eager  wings 

To  everlasting  day. 


220  BIBLE  HARP. 

*'0,  ^tvas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear" 

1  O,  'twas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 

Our  tribes  devoutly  say: 
**Up,  Israel,  to  the  temple  haste, 
And  keep  the  festal  day !" 

2  At  Salem's  courts  we  must  appear, 

With  our  assembled  powers; 
In  strong  and  beauteous  order  ranged, 
Like  her  united  towers 

3  0,  pray  we  then  for  Salem's  peace — 

For  they  shall  prosp'rous  be; 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God, 
Who  bear  true  love  to  Thee. 

Tate  &  Brady. 
^3^.  Palms  and  Crowns,  T^S. 

1  Palms  of  glory,  raiment  bright, 

Crowns  that  never  fade  away; 
Gird  and  deck  the  saints  in  light, 

Priests,  and  kings,  and  conquerors,  they. 

2  Yet  the  conqueror's  bring  their  palms 

To  the  Lamb  round  the  throne, 
And  proclaim  in  joyful  psalms 
Vict'ry  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  Eound  the  altar  priests  confess, 

If  their  robes  are  white  as  snow: 
**Twas  their  Saviour's  righteousness. 
And  His  blood  that  made  them  so." 


BIBLE  HARP.  221 

5  Who  are  these,  on  earth  they  dwelt, 

Sinners  once  of  Adam's  race; 
Guilt  and  fear,  and  suff 'ring  felt, 
But  we're  saved  by  sov'reign  grace. 

6  They  were  mortal,  too,  like  us; 

Ah !  when  we,  like  them,  shall  die, 
May  our  souls  translated  thus 
Triumph,  reign,  and  shine  on  high. 
Montgomery. 

^30.  Salvation.  O.  MI. 

1  Salvation !  O,  the  joyful  sound, 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine. 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation ! — let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound.       Watts. 

^40,  Sweet  day  of  rest,  I^.  M!. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  Thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  Thy  truths  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest. 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  I 


222  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine; 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high. 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die: 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  their  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shaU  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart; 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  aaid  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below : 

And  every  power  finds  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy.         Watts. 

^1:\.  The  Psalmist.  L.  MI. 

1  The  heavens  declare  Thy  glory.  Lord ! 

In  every  star  Thy  wisdom  shines  ; 

But  when  our  eyes  behold  Thy  word, 

We  read  Thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light. 

And  nights  and  days  Thy  power  confess. 
But  the  blest  volume  Thou  hast  writ. 
Be  veals  Thy  justice  and  Thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  Thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 
So,  when  Thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 
i.  Nor  shall  Thy  spreading  Gospel  rest. 
Till  through  the  world  Thy  truth  has  run,' 


^IBLE  HARP.  223 

Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  bless*d, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  stin  of  righteousness,  arise, 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light; 
Thy  Gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  Thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view. 

In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
Anc^;make  Thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 
Watts. 

2^2.    The  Morning  Light.   T^s  &  Os. 

i  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears. 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears. 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Bich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower. 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour  ; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answer  brings. 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 
In  gratitude  above  ;  P 


224  BIBLE  HARP. 

While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  Gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing,- 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way, 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home, 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim — *'The  Lord  is  come." 

^43.  O.  Mr. 

Blessing  for  beniflts  bestowed, 

1  0  thou,  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord, 

And  all  thatdn  me  is 
Be  ye  stirred  up,  his  holy  name 
To  magnify  and  praise. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  Lord  thy  God, 

And  not  forgetful  be 
Of  all  his  gracious  benefits 
He  hath  bestowed  on  thee. 

3  Such  pity  as  a  father  hath 

Unto  his  children  dear; 
Like  pity  shows  the  Lord  to  such 
As  worship  him  in  fear. 

4  The  Lord  prepared  hath  his  high  throne 

In  heaven  firm  to  stand  ; 
And  every  thing  that  being  hath 
His  kingdom  doth  command. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  225 

5  0  bless  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  works, 
Wherewith  the  world  is  stored, 
In  his  dominions  everywhere ; 
My  soul,  bless  thon  the  Lord. 

5344.  The  Harp,  Tu.  IML. 

1  There  is  a  harp  whose  thrilling  sound 

Swells    through   the  choir  of   heaven 
above ; 
'Mid  the  blue  arch  the  notes  resound, 
While  angels  catch  the  song  of  love. 

2  'Tis  when  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

A  sainted  spirit  wings  its  way, 
And  pure  before  the  throne  appears, 
In  robes  of  bright,  ethereal  day. 

3  Hark !  the  glad  shout  of  sacred  joy, 

In  choral  numbers,  loud  and  long; 
Th*  angelic  host  their  harps  employ. 
And  hallelujah's  swell  the  song. 

^4^.         The  true  Friend,    ^s  &  4s. 

1  There's  a  friend  above  all  others, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  and  leave  us, 
This  day  kind,  the  next  bereave  us. 
But  this  Friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us,- 

0,  how  He  loves ! 

2  Blessed  Jesus ! — would'st  thou  know  Him? 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Give  thyself  e'en  this  day  to  Him, 
0,  how  He  loves  1 


226  BIBLE  HAKP. , 

Is  it  sin  that  pains  and  grieves  thee? 
Doubts  and  trials  do  they  tease  thee  ? 
Jesns  can  from  all  release  thee, 
O,  how  He  loves ! 

3  Love  this  Friend  who  longs  to  save  thee, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Dost  thou  love  ?  He  will  not  leave  thee, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Think  no  more  than  of  to-morrow, 
Take  His  easy  yoke  and  follow, 
Jesus  carries  aU  thy  sorrow, 

O,  how  He  loves! 

4  All  thy  sins  shall  be  forgiven, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Backwards  all  thy  foes  be  driven, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Best  of  blessings  He'll  provide  thee. 
Nought  but  good  shall  e'er  betide  thee. 
Safe  to  glory  He  will  guide  thee^ 

O,  how  He  loves ! 

5  Pause,  my  soul !  adore  and  wonder, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Nought  can  cleave  this  love  asunder, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
Neither  trial,  nor  temptation. 
Doubt,  nor  fear,  nor  tribulation. 
Can  bereave  us  of  salvation — 

O,  how  He  loves  1 

6  Let  us  still  this  love  be  viewing, 

O,  how  He  loves ! 
And  though  faint,  keep  on  pursuing, 
O,  how  He  loves ! 


BIBLE  HARP.  227 

He  will  strengthen  each  endeavor, 
And  when  passed  o'er  Jordan's  river, 
This  shall  be  our  song  for  ever, 
O,  how  He  loves ! 

^40.     The  Voice  of  Free  Gract,      l^s. 

1  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  escape  to 

the  mountain, 

For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  hath  opened 
fountain; 

For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of 
salvation. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded !  O  flee  to  the 

Saviour; 
He  calls  you  in  mercy — 'tis  infinite  favor; 
Your  sins  are  increasing — escape  to  the 

mountain, — 
His  blood  can  remove  them — it  flows  from 

the  fountain. 

3  O    Jesus !    ride    onward,     triuinphantly 

glorious 
O'er  sin,  death  and  hell.  Thou  art  more 

than  victorious; 
Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  con- 

gregration, 
"While  angels  and  men  raise  the  shout  of 

salvation. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand  when  escaped  to 

the  shore. 
With  harps  in  our  hands  we'll  praise  him 
the  more ; 


228  BIBLE  HARP. 

We'll  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank 

of  the  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever. 
Thornby. 

53-4LT'.  Evening  Hymn,  L.  M!. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on ; 

Thus  far  His  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait.  Thy  voice  to  raise  my  tomb. 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Watts. 

S4LS.  Zion.       Ss,  T's  &  -^s. 

1  Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine; 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine. 

2  Eveiy  human  tie  may  perish, 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 


1 


BIBLE  HAHP.  229 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish, 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove, 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 
3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright; 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee, 
Thou  art  precious  in  His  sight; 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light.       Kelly. 

^4o.  o.  m:. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look !  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go. 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  Thee, 
And  Thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love. 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours.        Watts. 


230  BIBLE  HAKP. 

^^O.  Mourning.         Os  &>  T'S. 

1  Oh,  there  will  be  mourning 

Before  the  judgment  seat, 
When  this  world  is  burning 
Beneath  Jehovah's  feet, 
Cno. — Friends  and  kindred  there  will  part, 
Will  part  to  meet  no  more; 
Wrath  will  sink  the  rebel's  heart, 

While  saints  on  high  adore; 
Oh !  there  will  be  mourning 
Before  the  judgment  seat. 

2  Oh,  there  will  be  mourning 

Before  the  judgment  seat. 
When  the  trumpets  warning, 
The  sinner's  ear  shall  greet. 

3  Oh,  there  will  be  mourning 

Before  the  judgment  seat, 
When  from  dust  returning. 

The  lost  their  doom  shall  meet. 

4  Oh,  there  will  be  mourning 

Before  the  judgment  seat. 
Justice,  ever  frowning. 
Shall  seal  the  sinner's  fate. 

5^31.  Saint's  Home.  !*•  !M« 

1  I  have  started  for  Canaan,  must  I  leave 
you  behind? 
Will  you  not  go  up  with  me  ?  6ome,  make 

up  your  mind. 
The  land  lies  before  us,  'tis  pleasant  to 

view; 
Its  fruits  are  abundant,  they're  offered  to 
you. 


BIBLE  HABP.  231 

Come,  come  friends,  friends,  come  ;  I've 
started  for  Canaan, 
O,  will  you  not  come  ? 

2  What  can  tempt  you  to  linger,  or  turn 

from  the  way? 
The  fields  are  all  blooming,  as  blooming 

as  May, 
The  music  is  charming,  the  harmony  pure, 
The  joys,  there  are  lasting,  they  ever  en- 
dure. 
Come,  come  friends,  friends,  come,  &c, 

3  You  have  friends  in  that  country  most 

dear  to  your  heart, 
Do  you  not  wish  to  meet  them  where 

friends  never  part  ? 
Then  start  in  a  moment,  no  longer  delay. 
While  you  stop  to  consider,  the  night  ends 

the  day. 
Come,  come  friends,  friends,  come,  &c. 

4  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy;  O  turn,  lest 

you  die; 
Give  your  heart  to  the  Saviour,  to-day  he 

is  nigh; 
While  his  arms  are  extended,  while  his 

children  all  pray; 
Will  you  not  join  our  number  ?  come,  join 

us  to-day. 
Come,  come  friends,  friends,  come,  &o. 

S3^.     The  Shining  Shore.  ^^  &  T's. 

I  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 


232  BIBLE  HARP. 

Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
These  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

For  oh !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over, 

And  just  before  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  barning; — 
For  oh  !  we,  &c. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
Whose  golden  harps  are  ringing; 
For  oh!  we,  &c. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempests  blow. 

Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever; 
Our  King  says  come  and  there's  our  homey 
For  ever,  oh  !  for  ever  ! 
For  oh !  we,  &c. 

^^3.  The  Chariot,  12m. 

1  The  Chariot !  the  Chariot !  its  wheels  roll 
in  fire, 

As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of 
His  ire; 

Lo,  self-moving,  it  drives  on  its  path-way 
of  cloud. 

And  the  heav'ns  with  the  burden  of  God- 
head are  bow'd. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  233 

2  The  glory !  the  glory !  around  Him  are 

poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on 

the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs 

are  there, 
And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths,  of 

victory  wear. 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet  the  dead  have 

all  heard : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  chamel 
are  stirred  ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south 
from  the  north. 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come 
forth. 

4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones 

are  all  set, 
Where  the  Lamb,  and  the  white-vested 

elders  are  met ; 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of 

the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  His 

word. 

5  In  mercy,  in    mercy,  look    down   from 

above. 
Great  Creator,   on  us,  thy  sad  children, 

with  love ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked 

are  driven ! 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in 

heaven.  Milmav. 


234  BIBLE  HAEP. 

^3^.  Christ's  Church.  -        P.  IML* 

1  Like  a  ship,  see  the  church,  through  the 

ocean  she  rolls  ; 
She's    freighted    with    grace    and    well 

mann'd  out  with  souls  ! 
'Midst  whirlwinds  and  tempests  she  sails 

through  the  world, 
While  storms  of  temptation  against  her 

are  hurled. 

2  She's  bound  from  the  world,  through  the 

tempest  she  flies. 
She  mounts  o'er  the  billows,  is  bound  for 

the  skies  ; 
While  Christ  stands  at  helm  no  danger 

she'll  fear, 
Her  Captain  and  Pilot  knows  which  way 

to  steer. 

3  She  stops  not  to  anchor  in  harbours  be- 

low, 
But  o'er  life's  rough  billows   her    true 

course  doth  go  ; 
The  highlands  of  Heaven  she  still  keeps 

in  view  ; 
Litends  there  to  anchor  and  there  land 

her  crew. 

4  She's  Hated  by  worldlings,    despised  by 

fools. 
Who  sail  the  black  sea  till  they  shipwreck 
their  sonls  I 


BIBLE  HARP.  235 

She  kindly  invites  them  their  course  to 

bewail, 
Yet  tarries  not  for  them,  but  spreads  the 

more  sail. 

She's  rapidly  sailing  with  strong  gales  of 

love, 
And  soon  will  strike  soundings  on  fair 

coasts  above  ; 
Make  the  highlands  of  Heaven,  and  enter 

the  road, 
And  anchor  for  e'er  in  the  kingdom  of 

God! 

2S^^.      Subdued  by  the  Cross.       O.  BX. 

1  In  evil,  long  I  took  delight, 

Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear. 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stop'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree 

In  agonies  of  blood  ; 
He  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Shall  I  forget  that  look  ; 
He  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death. 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 

I  saw  my  sins,  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 


236  BIBLE  HABP. 

5  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain  ; 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  ? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave;  which  said, 

I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  died  that  thou  may'st  live, 

7  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy 

My  spirits  now  were  filled  ; 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  killed. 

Waiting  by  the  River. 

1  We  are  waiting  by  the  river, 

We  are  watching  on  the  shore. 
Only  waiting  for  the  boatman, 

Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 
Chorus. — We  are  waiting  by  the  river. 

We  are  watching  on  the  shore, 
Only  waiting  for  the  boatman; 
Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 

2  Though  the  mist  hangs  o'er  the  river, 

And  its  billows  loudly  roar; 
Yet  we  hear  the  song  of  angels. 

Wafted  on  the  other  shore. 
Chorus. — We  are  waiting  by  the  river. 

We  are^ watching  on  the  shore. 


I 


BIBLE  HARP.  237 

Only  waiting  for  the  boatman; 
Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 


3  And  the  bright  celestial  city, 

We  have  caught  such  radiant  gleams, 
Of  its  towers  like  dazzling  sunlight, 

With  its  sweet  and  peaceful  streams. 
Chorus. — We  are  waiting  by  the  river, 

We  are  watching  on  the  shore, 
Only  waiting  for  the  boatman; 
Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 


4  He  has  called  for  many  a  loved  one, 
We  have  seen  them  leave  our  side; 
With  our  Saviour  we  shall  meet  them, 
When  we  too  have  crossed  the  tide. 
CnoRUS. — We  are  waiting  by  the  river, 

We  are  watching  on  the  shore. 

Only  waiting  for  the  boatman ; 

Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 


5  When  we've  passed  that  vale  of  shadows, 
With  its  dark  and  chilling  tide; 
In  that  bright  and  glorious  city. 

We  shall  ever  more  abide. 
Chorus  — We  are  waiting  by  the  river, 

We  are  watching  on  the  shore. 

Only  waiting  for  the  boatman ; 

Soon  he'll  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 


238  BIBLE  HARP. 

5^15'r.  Well  Belcyved.  P.M:. 

1  Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming? 

Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloud 
With  ten  thousand  angels  round  him  ? 

See  how  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd ! 
Cho. — Well  beloved,  blessed  Saviour, 
Well  beloved,  Priest  and  King, 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  for  ever; 
For  us  he  did  salvation  bring. 

2  Don't  you  see  his  arms  extended ! 

Don't  you  hear  his  charming  voice  ? 
Each  loving  heart  beats  high  for  glory, 

Oh  !  my  Jesus  is  my  choice. 
Cho. — Well  beloved,  blessed  Saviour, 
Well  beloved.  Priest  and  King, 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  for  ever; 
For  us  he  did  salvation  bring. 

3  Don't  you  see  the  saints  ascending  ?    . 

Hear  them  shouting  through  the  air ! 
Jesus  smiling,  trumpets  sounding. 
Now  his  glory  they  shall  share.  Cho. 

4  Don't  you  see  the  heavens  open ! 

And  the  saints  in  glory  there  ? 
Shouts  of  triumph  bursting  round  you. 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  hear.     Cho. 

5  Come,  backsliders,  tho'  you've  pierc'd  him, 

And  have  caus'd  his  church  to  mourn; 
Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon. 
If  you  will  to  him  return.     Cho, 


BIBLE  HAKP.  239 

6  Now  behold  each  loving  spirit, 

Shout  the  praise  of  his  dear  name; 
View  the  smfles  of  their  dear  Jesus, 
While  his  presence  feeds  the  flame.    Cho, 

7  There  we'll  range  the  fields  of  pleasure, 

By  our  dear  Redeemer's  side; 
Shouting  glory,  glory,  glory. 
While  eternal  ages  glide.     Cho. 
^^^.  Love  to  God.  I*.  MI. 

1  Almighty  love  inspire 

My  soul  with  sacred  fire, 
And  animate  desire, 
My  soul  to  renew; 
I  love  my  blessed  Jesus, 

On  whom  each  angel  gazes, 
And  sympathy  increases 
About  the  ethereal  blue. 
Chorus. — And,  O,  give  him  glory, 
And,  O,  give  him  glory, 
And,  O,  give  him  glory, 
For  glory  is  his  own ; 
Yes,  you  may  give  him  glory. 
And  I  will  give  him  glory, 
We'll  shout  and  give  him  glory. 
When  we  arrive  at  home. 

2  My  tender  hearted  Jesus, 

Thy  love  my  soul  amazes, 
Thou  did'st  die  to  save  us, 

When  lost  and  undone; 
No  seraph  could  redeem  us. 

No  angel  could  retrieve  us. 
No  arm  could  relieve  us, 

But  Jesus  alone.     Cho, 


240  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  In  him  I  have  believed, 

He  has  my  soul  retrieved, 
From  sin  he  has  redeemed 

My  soul,  which  was  dead ! 
And  now  I  love  my  Saviour, 

For  I  am  in  his  favor, 
And  hope  with  him  forever 

The  golden  streets  to  tread.     CJio, 

4  Yet  here  awhile  I  stay 

In  hopes  of  that  glad  day, 
When  I  am  call'd  away, 

To  the  mansions  above. 
There  to  enjoy  the  treasure 

Of  unconsuming  pleasure, 
And  shout  in  highest  measure, 

Hallelujahs  of  love.     Cho, 

5  In  hopes  of  seeing  Jesus, 

When  all  my  conflict  ceases, 
To  him  my  love  increases, 

To  worship  and  adore; 
Come,  then,  my  blessed  Saviour, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  favor. 
To  dwell  with  thee  forever. 

When  time  shall  be  no  more.    Cho* 

6  Then,  in  the  blooming  garden 

Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon. 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan 

We'll  worship  the  Lamb; 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 

While  Jesus,  sweet,  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes. 

Of  praises  to  his  name.     Cho, 


BIBLE  HARP.  241 

7  See,  yonder  is  the  glory, 
It  lies  but  just  before  me, 
And  then  we'll  tell  the  story 

Of  all  redeeming  love  ; 
And  then  we  shall  forever 

Drink  of  the  flowing  river, 
And  ever,  ever,  ever. 
Surround  the  throne  of  love. 
Chokxtb. — O  there  we'll  give  thee  glory, 
O  there  we'll  give  thee  glory, 
O  there  we'll  give  thee  glory; 
And  sing  the  song  of  love; 
And  you  may  give  him  glory,  &o. 
Q30.  Bleeding  Zion.     Ss  &  T^S« 

1  Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 

Come  and  bid  our  jarrings  cease; 
Come,  O  come,  and  reign  for  ever, 

God  of  love  and  Prince  of  Peaces 
Visit  now  thy  bleeding  Zion, 

Hear  thy  people  mourn  and  weep, 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying. 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

2  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  Apollos, 

Some  for  Cephas — none  agree; 
Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee ; 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbers, 

Over  every  hindrance  leap : 
XJndismay'd  by  force  or  numbers. 

Come,  good  Shej^herd,  feed  thy  sheep. 
8  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit. 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth, 


242  BIBLE  HARP. 

Guide  us,  Lord,  by  thy  good  spirit, 
Which  shall  teach  us  all  the  truth; 

On  the  Gospel  word  we'll  venture, 
Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep. 

Love  our  Lord,  and  Christ  our  Saviour, 
O,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 

Persecution  rages  here ; 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  know,  can  harm  us, 

While  our  Shepherd  is  so  near; 
Glory,  glory  be  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  doth  leap, 
He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

5  Hear  the  Prince  of  our  salvation. 

Saying,  fear  not,  little  flock: 
I,  myself,  am  your  foundation. 

You  are  built  upon  this  rock; 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly. 

Scale  the  mount  although  it's  steep. 
Look  to  me,  and  be  ye  holy, 

I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep. 

6  Christ  alone,  whose  merit  saves  us. 

Taught  by  him  we'll  own  His  name. 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 

How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame; 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Give  him  glory,  he  will  keep. 
He  will  clear  your  way  before  you, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


BIBLE  HARP.  213 

^OO.  Young  People,  X-,.  3^. 

1  Young  people  all  attention  give, 

While  I  address  you  in  God's  name ; 
You,  who  in  sin  and  folly  live, 

Come,  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend. 

2  I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys, 

And  rang'd  the  luring  scenes  of  life; 
But  never  knew  substantial  joys, 
Until  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice. 

3  He  spake,  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  wash'd  my  load  of  guilt  away; 

He  gave  me  glory,  peace,  and  heaven, 

And  thus  I  found  the  heav'nly  way. 

4:  And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view 
The  billows  rise  beneath  your  feet; 
For  death  eternal  waits  for  you, 

Who  slight  the  force  of  Gospel  truth. 

5  Youth,  like  the  spring,  will  soon  be  gone, 
By  fleeting  time  or  conquering  death; 
Your  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 

6^  Your  sparkling  eyes  and  blooming  cheeks 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose ; 
The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding  sheet. 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

7  Ye  heedless  ones  that  widely  stroll, 

The  grave  will  soon  become  your  bed, 
Where  silence  reigns,  and  vapors  roll 
In  solemn  darkness  round  your  head. 

8  Your  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome  place, 

And  with  a  sigh  move  slow  along; 


244  BIBLE  HARP. 

Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 
With  which  your  graves  are  overgrown. 
9  Your  souls  will  land  in  darker  realms, 
Where  vengeance  reigns,  and  billows 

roar, 
And  roll  amidst  the  burning  flames, 
When  thousand,   thousand  years  are 
o'er. 

10  Sunk  in  the  shades  of  endless  night, 

To  groan  and  howl  in  ceaseless  pain, 
And  never  more  behold  the  light, 
And  never,  never  rise  again. 

11  Ye  blooming  youth,  this  is  the  state 

Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse ; 
And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late. 
The  way  of  life  and  heaven  to  choose. 

12  Come,  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by. 

No  longer  fight  against  your  God ; 
But  with  the  Gospel  now  comply. 

And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 

«01.  The  New  Birth  I».  IM. 

1  Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

I  knew  not  what  to  do ; 
O'erwhelm'dwith  guilt,  with  anguish  slain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  endless  woe. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell. 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  net^x : 


BIBLE  HARP.  245 

I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  Then  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find ; 
This  fearful  truth,  I  found  so  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelm'd  my  troubled  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load; 
I  read  it  o'er,  found  it  the  same. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
But  when  I  found  this  truth  so  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  my  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  pass'd  that  way, 

I  felt  his  pity  move; 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain. 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew, 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew. 

And  loftier  sounds  did  raise ; 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again, 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  praise. 


246  BIBLE  HARP. 

5^0^.        Christ  and  His  Cross.     F.  IML. 

1  As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
Methinks  I  see  a  bloody  cross, 

Where  a  poor  victim  hangs ; 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore, 
His  limbs  all  dress 'd  in  purple  gore, 

Grasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surprised  the  spectacle  to  see, 
I  asked  who  can  this  victim  be, 

In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Why  thus  consign'd  to  woes?  I  cried: 
**  'Tis  I,"  the  bleeding  God  replied, 

**To  save  a  world  from  sin." 

3  A  God  for  rebel  mortal   dies ! 
How  can  it  be  ?  my  soul  replies, 

What !  Jesus  die  for  me  ? 
**Yes,"  saith  the  suffering  Son  of  God, 
**I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood. 

For  thee,  poor  soul,  for  thee." 

4  Lord,  since  thy  life  thou'st  freely  given, 
To  bring  my  wretched  soul  to  heaven. 

And  bless  me  with  thy  love; 
Then,  at  thy  feet,  O  God,  I'll  fall, 
Give  thee  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all, 

To  reign  with  thee  above. 

S03.         Met  in  Jesus'*  name,        0»  HMC. 

1  We're  met,  dear  friends,  in  Jesus'  name; 
Come,  let  us  now  rejoice, 
While  we  our  Saviour's  name  proclaim, 
With  cheerful  heart  and  voice. 


BIBLE  HARP.  247 

2  But  O,  dear  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 

Send  down  the  heavenly  Dove, 
His  graces  to  dififuse  around, 
And  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Li  vain,  dear  Saviour,  here  we  meet, 

Except  thy  face  to  see; 
Thy  presence  makes  a  heaven  most  sweet, 
Whene'er  we  meet  with  thee. 

4  A  dungeon  shows  a  heavenly  dawn, 

When  there  with  thee  we  dwell; 
But  when  thy  presence  is  withdrawn, 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then,  0  dear  Jesus,  condescend 

To  meet  us  with  a  smile; 
Thy  spirit's  quick'ning  influence  send, 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile. 

6  That  at  the  close,  each  one  may  say, 

We  met  not  here  in  vain ; 
For,  we  have  tasted  heaven  to-day. 
Nor  could  we  more  contain. 

^04.  The  Welcome.  Tu.  M!. 

1  Welcome,  dear  brethren,  to  this  place ! 

Be  banished  every  slavish  fear ! 
Ye  come  to  seek  Lnmanuel's  face. 
And  he  has  promised  to  be  here. 

2  Seek  him  in  prayer,  he*ll  surely  come. 

To  do  us  good  before  we  part ! 
Each  humble  breast  he'll  make  his  home. 
And  dwell  in  every  waiting  heart. 

8  He'll  come  with  all  his  gracious  train. 
Of  lively  graces,  bright  and  strong; 


248  BIBLE  HARP. 

Then  shall  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Sound  loud  and  sweet  from  every  tongue. 

4:  O,  then  be  earnest,  take  his  way, 
He'll  answer  every  good  desire; 
Give  him  your  hearts,  though  cold  as  clay, 
They'll  melt  like  wax  before  the  fire. 

SO^.  Union  Hymn.  I*.  IMC 

1  Come,  my  Christian  friends  and  brethren, 

Bound  for  Canaan's  happy  land ; 
Come,  unite,  and  walk  together, 

Christ,  the  Saviour,  gives  command; 
Lay  aside  all  party  spirit, 

Slight  your  Christian  friends  no  more, 
Come,  unite,  through  Jesus'  merit, 

Zion's  peace  again  restore. 

2  "We'll  not  bind  our  brother's  conscience, 

This  to  God  alone  is  free; 
Nor  contend  for  non-essentials. 

But  in  Christ  united  be ; 
Here's  the  word,  the  grand  criterion. 

This  shall  all  our  doctrine  prove ; 
Christ,  the  centre  of  our  union. 

And  the  bond  is  Christian  love. 

3  Here's  my  hand,  my  heart,  my  spirit, 

Now  in  fellowship  I'll  give ; 
Now  we  love,  and  peace  inherit, 

Show  the  world  how  Christians  live; 
Now  we're  one  in  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

Male  or  female,  bond  or  free  ; 
Christ  is  all  in  all  forever, 

And  we're  happy.  Lord,  in  thee^ 


BIBLE  HARP.  249 

i  Now  we'll  preach  and  pray  together, 

Praise,  give  thanks,  and  shout,  and  sing, 
Now  we'll  strengthen  one  another, 

And  adore  our  heavenly  King; 
Now  we'll  join  in  sweet  communion, 

Round  the  table  of  our  Lord; 
Lord,  confirm  our  Christian  union 

By  thy  spirit  and  thy  word. 
5  Now  the  world  will  be  constrained 

To  believe  in  Christ,  our  King; 
Thousands,  thousands  be  converted, 

Round  the  earth  his  praises  ring ; 
Happy  day !  O  joyful  hour, 

Thank  the  Lord,  his  name  we'll  bless; 
Send  thy  word,  my  Lord,  with  power, 

Fill  the  world  with  righteousness. 

5300.         The  Female  Pilgrim.       P.  M!. 

1  Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger. 

Wandering  through  this  lonely  vale  ? 
Knowest  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger  ? 

And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 
No,  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom. 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
O  hallelujah  !  O  hallelujah  ! 
I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom. 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
O  hallelujah  !  praise  ye  the  Lord ! 

2  Pilgrim,  thou  hast  justly  call'd  mo, 

Passing  through  a  waste  so  wide ; 
But  no  harm  will  e'er  befall  me. 

While  I'm  blessed  with  such  a  guide. 
For  I'm  bound,  &c. 


250  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  Such  a  guide ;  no  guide  attends  thee, 

Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise; 
If  some  guardian  power  defend   thee^ 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 
O  I'm  bound,  &c. 

4  Yes,  unseen,  but  still  believe  me, 

Such  a  guide  my  steps  attend; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  will  guide  me  to  the  end. 
For  I'm  bound,  &c. 

5  Pilgrim,  see  that  stream  before  thee, 

Darkly  winding  through  the  vale; 
Should  its  boisterous  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 
No,  I'm  bound,  &c. 

6  No,  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

To  its  brink  my  steps  PU  bend; 
Thence  to  plunge  'twill  be  delightful, 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 
For  I'm  bound,  &c. 

7  While  I  gazed  with  speed  surprizing, 

Down  the  stream  she  plunged  from  sight; 
Gazing,  still  I  saw  her  rising, 
Like  an  angel  clothed  with  light. 
O  I'm  boand,  &c. 

8  Cease,  my  heart,  this  mournful  crying. 

Death  will  burst  this  sullen  gloom; 
Soon  my  spirit  fluttering,  flying, 
Will  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb. 
For  I'm  bound,  (fee. 


BIBLE  HARP.  251 

QOT'.  Warning,  F.  Mi. 

1  O,  hearken  sinners,  we  have  cause 

To  warn  you  of  your  danger; 
We  pray,  be  reconcil'd  to  him, 
Who  once  lay  in  a  manger. 
Chc— Ho !  every  one  that  thirst, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters ; 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 
With  Zion's  holy  waters. 

2  The  awful  God  who  made  your  soul. 

And  all  the  world  around  you, 
Doth  charge  you  with  ten  thousand  crimes, 
But  hateth  to  confound  you.     Cho, 

3  Come  all  ye  humble,  weeping  souls, 

Who  long  to  be  forgiven. 
We  bring  glad  tidings  unto  you. 

From  the  good  Lord  of  heaven.     Cho. 

4  There  is  a  fountain  deep  and  wide. 

For  sin  and  all  uncleanness ; 
Come,  drink  and  wash,  and  be  made  white, 
And  prove  the  Gospel  fulness.     Cho, 

5  Shall  unbelief  debar  you  from 

The  knowledge  of  your  Saviour  ? 
Believe,  and  you'll  be  justified. 
Believe  and  live  forever.     Cho. 

6  I*m  not  surprised  that  saints  do  sing, 

Or  angels  shout  and  wonder; 
I  would  sing  glory,  if  I  could, 
As  loud  as  mighty  thunder.     Cho, 

7  Poor  sinners  often  laugh  and  scoff. 

Because  I  sing  hosannah; 


252  BIBLE  HARP. 

But  they  don't  know  what  this  doth  mean, 
My  soul  is  eating  manna.     Cho. 

8  My  old  companions  think  I'm  lost, 

Because  I  sing  hosannah ; 
But  they  would  sing  as  loud  as  me, 
If  they  had  tasted  manna.     Cho. 

9  The  cold  professors  do  detest 

Such  loud  noise  and  hosannahs; 
And  so  did  we  before  we  sought, 
And  found  this  holy  manna.     Cho. 

10  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lie, 

My  soul  shall  sing  hosannah; 
With  happy  saints  that  shout  around, 
We'U  have  a  feast  of  manna.     Cho. 

11  A  glorious  throng  have  gone  before, 

Who  sing  and  shout  hosannah; 
They  stand  around  the  tree  of  life. 
And  always  gather  manna.     Cho, 

12  Come  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

Love  God  and  sing  hosannah ; 
We  soon  shall  join  that  holy  throng. 
And  always  five  on  manna.     Cho. 

^OS.     Joseph  and  his  Brethren.    I*.  ]M[. 

1  When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld, 

Afflicted  and  trembling  with  fear. 
His  heart  with  compassion  was  filled, 

For  weeping  he  could  not  forbear; 
Awhile  his  behaviour  was  rough, 

To  bring  their  past  sins  to  their  mind; 
But  when  they  were  humbled  enough. 

He  hastened  to  show  himself  kind. 


BIBLE  HARP.  253 

2  How  little  they  thought  it  was  he, 

Whom  they  had  ill-treated  and  sold ! 
How  great  their  confusion  must  be, 

As  soon  as  his  name  he  had  told; 
**rm  Joseph,  your  brother,"  he  said, 

"And  still  to  my  heart  you  are  dear; 
You  sold  me,  and  thought  I  was  dead. 

But  God,  for  your  sakes,  sent  me  here. " 

3  Though  greatly  distressed  before. 

When  charged  with  purloining  the  cup, 
They  now  were  confounded  much  more, 

Not  one  of  them  durst  to  look  up : 
**Can  Joseph,  whom  we  would  have  slain, 

Forgive  us  the  evil  we  did, 
And  will  he  our  households  maintain  ? 

O,  this  is  a  brother,  indeed  !" 

4  Thus  dragg'd  by  my  conscience  I  came, 

And  laden  with  guilt  to  the  Lord, 
Surrounded  with  terror  and  shame. 

Unable  to  utter  a  word; 
At  first  he  looked  stern  and  severe , 

What  anguish  then  pierced  my  heart ! 
Expecting  each  moment  to  hear 

The  sentence,  * '  Thou  cursed,  depart  V* 

6  But;  oh !  what  surprise  when  he  spoke, 

WTiile  tenderness  beamed  in  his  face; 
My  heart  then  to  pieces  was  broke, 

O'erwhelm'd  and  confounded  by  grace: 
**Poor  sinner,  I  knew  then  full  well. 

By  thee  I  was  sold  and  was  slain ; 
But  I  died  to  redeem  thee  from  hell, 

And  raise  thee  in  glory  to  reign. " 


254  BIBLE  HARP. 

6  **rm  Jesus,  whom  thou  hast  blasphem'd. 

And  crucified  often  afresh ; 
But  let  me  henceforth  be  esteem'd, 

Thy  brother,  thy  bone,  and  thy  flesh; 
My  pardon  I  freely  bestow, 

Thy  wants  I  will  fully  supply, 
I'll  guide  thee,  and  guard  thee  below. 

And  soon  will  remove  thee  on  high. " 

7  **Go,  publish  to  sinners  around, 

That  they  may  be  willing  to  come, 
The  mercy  which  now  you  have  found, 

And  tell  them  that  yet  there  is  room." 
Oh,  sinners,  the  message  obey ! 

No  more  vain  excuses  pretend; 
But  come  without  further  delay, 

To  Jesus,  our  brother  and  friend. 


^OO.  Union  Meeting.  I>.  IM. 

1  Where  two  or  three  together  meet, 
My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 

And  tell  what  I  have  done : 
There  will  I  be,  said  God,  to  bless. 
And  every  burden'd  soul  redress, 

Who  worship  at  my  throne. 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly.  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free ; 
Impart  a  kind,  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour. 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 


BIBLE  HARP.  255 

^7^0.  DanieVs  Wisdom.  I?.  IM.. 

1  Daniers  wisdom  may  I  know, 
Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show, 
John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal; 
Kun  like  the  unwearied  Paul, 
Win  the  day  and  conquer  all. 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender  heartedness, 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel, 
James'  faith  by  works  reveal; 
Like  young  Timothy  may  I 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  I  show, 
David's  true  devotion  know, 
Samuel's  call,  O,  may  I  hear, 
Lazarus'  happy  portion  share; 
Let  Isaiah's  hallowed  fire 

All  my  new-born  soul  inspire. 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer, 
Gideon's  steadfast  valiant  care, 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart; 
Abraham's  friendship  let  me  prove, 
Faithful  to  the  God  I  love. 

5  Most  of  all  may  I  pursue. 
That  example  Jesus  drew, 
Let  my  life  and  conduct  show, 
How  he  liv'd  and  walked  below. 
Day  by  day  through  grace  restor'd; 
Imitate  my  blessed  Lord. 


256  BIBLE  HARP. 

2^1.     The  Pearl  of  great  Price.     C\  3X. 

1  Ye  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth  adieu ! 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Begone  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  specious  baits  of  sense; — 
Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense  ! 

3  Jesus  to  multitudes  unknown, — 

O,  name  divinely  sweet ! — 
Jesus  in  thee,  in  thee  alone. 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 

4  Should  all  the  Indies,  at  my  call. 

Their  boasted  store  resign; 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  aU, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possessed; 
rd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  forever  blessed. 

6  Dear  Sov'reign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine; 
Accept  the  praise  that  grace  inspires. 
Since  I  can  call  thee  mine. 

7  Let  sinners  now  thy  goodness  prove. 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love. 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 


BIBLE  HARP.  257 

js^^^m  Jesus  wept.   L.  IM.  OL. 

1  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain; 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  ought  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray, 
From  heav'nly  virtues  narrow  way, 

To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do. 

Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend. 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile 
Divides  me — for  a  little  while, — 
Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus'  dead. 

4  And  oh,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict,  but  the  last. 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed — for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day. 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

^T'S.       Praise  to  the  Saviuur.       O.  M.« 

1  O,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  jDraise; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumph  of  his  grace. 
R 


258  BIBLE  HAEP. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

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

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears,— 

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

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  reigning  sin, 

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

5  Let  US'  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 

Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven; 
Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 


The  Brevity  and  Value  of  Time. 

1  Swiftly  indeed  our  moments  fly, 

And  soon  may  all  be  gone — 
A  little  while,  and  I  must  die, 
And  here  no  more  be  known. 

2  Then  may  I  ev'ry  hour  improve, 

And  ev'ry  moment  prize,    . 
That  I  may  live  in  worlds  above, 
When  this  my  body  dies. 

3  There  everlasting  glories  shine, 
There  is  no  darksome  night ; 
There  ceaseless  joy,  and  love  divine 
Shall  be  the  saint's  delight 


BIBLE  HARP.  259 

4  Assist  me,  Lord,  I  humbly  pray, 

To  do  thy  holy  will — 
I  read  thy  word,  and  would  obey, 

With  love  and  rev'rence  still. 

5  Thou  art  a  God  of  soy'reign  power, 

My  life  is  in  thy  hand; 
If  thou  shalt  please,  before  an  hour, 
Thou  canst  my  soul  demand. 

6  I  would  not  vainly  spend  my  time, 

Nor  waste  one  moment  given; 
May  all  my  powers,  dear  Lord,  be  thine, 
Till  I  arrive  in  heaven. 

7  May  I  in  understanding  grow, 

May  grace  instruct  my  heart, — 
May  I  be  wise,  my  God,  to  know, 
And  choose  a  heavenly  part. 

^r^.  The  Gospel  Pool  S.  M* 

1  Beside  the  Gospel  pool. 

Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move; 
And  others,  round  me,  stepping  in. 
Their  efficacy  prove ! 
8  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  same; 
As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  paiu, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 
4  0,  would  the  Lord  appear; 
My  malady  to  heal; 


2S0  BIBLE  HARP. 

He  knows  how  long  I've  languish'd  here 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  I  thought 

Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 
Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I ! 

6  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 

There  is  no  other  pool, 
Where  streams  of  sov'reign  virtue  flow, 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  try; 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

8  No, — he  is  full  of  grace, 

He  never  will  permit 
A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet.  Newton. 

/^T^O.      Jesus'*  Baptism  hy  John.         T^s 

1  In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 

Immersing  the  repenting  Jews ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  right  demands, 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse — 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave. 

The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens !  your  Maker  lies 

In  depths,  concealed  from  human  vie' 
Ye  saints,  behold  him,  sink  and  rise, 

A  fit  example  this  for  you — 

^  The  sacred  record,  while  you  read, 

Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 


BIBLE  HARP.  261 

But,  lo!  from  yonder  opening  skies, 
What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread; 

Dove-like  the  eternal  spirit  flies  ^ 
And  lights  on  the  Redeemer >  head; 

Amazed  they  see  the  power  diviiJt 
Around  the  Saviour's  temple  shine. 

;  But,  hark !  my  soul,  hark !  and  adore, 
What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar. 

But  soft  as  Gabriel's  song ! 
* '  This  is  my  well  beloved  Son, 
I  am  well  pleased  with  what  he's  done." 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke. 
Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod — 

Through  parting  skies  the  accent  broke, 
And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God — 

O,  hear  the  awful  word,  to-day, 
Hear  all  ye  nations,  and  obey ! 

3'7"T^.         The  glorious  Time.         P.  IMC. 

.  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on. 

When  sinners  will  come  flocking  home. 
Zno, — O,  there's  a  better  day  coming, 
Will  you  go  along  with  me  ? 
Yes,  there's  a  better  day  coming, 
Go  sound  the  Jubilee. 

I  I  long  to  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  fond. 
O  there's  a  better  day  coming,  &c. 

5  O,  come,  dear  sinners,  will  you  go, 
And  see  what  love  from  Christ  doth  flow. 


262  BIBLE  HAKP. 

Cho, — 0  there's  a  reformation  coming, 
Will  you  go  along  with  me  ? 
Yes,  there's  a  reformation  coming, 
Go  sound  the  Jubilee. 


51^T'S.  *'  Thy  life  I  read:'         O.  M!. 

1  Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 

With  transport  all  divine; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word. 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  I  take  these  little  lambs,  said  he, 

And  lay  them  on  my  breast; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me. 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill; 
I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will. 

6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 

And  shout  with  joys  divine: 
O,  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  forever  thine. 


I 


BIBLE  HABP.  203 

^T'O.       ''Nearer  to  Thee,''  Os  Sc  4s. 
Tune  . — Bethany  . 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee* — 

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

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

Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer. 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  comes  over  me. 

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

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me. 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

6  And  when  on  joyful  wing 
Cleaving  the  sky, 


264  BIBLE  HARP. 

Suri)  moon  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

SSO.      Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer,     F.  B£. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!    sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne. 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known; 
III  f=^easons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!    sweet   hour  of 

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

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!    sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
May  I  thy  consolation  share; 
Till  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home  and  take  my  flight; 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize. 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer ! 


I 


BIBLE  HARP.  265 

s^i.  o.  m:.  i>. 

The  Welcome  Home. 
1st  Chorus. 

1  How  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  home, 

When  this  short  life  is  o'er; 
When  pain  and  sorrow,  care  and  grief, 

Shall  dwell  with  me  no  more. 
When  we  that  bright  and  heavenly  land, 

With  spirit  eyes  shall  see, 
And  join  the  holy  angel  band 

In  praise,  dear  Lord,  of  thee. 

Chorus. 
The  welcome  home,  the  welcome  home, 
The  Christian's  welcome,  welcome  home, 
The  welcome  home,  the  welcome  home, 
The  Christian's  welcome  home. 

2  Lord,  grant  my  frail  and  wayward  bark, 

May  anchor  sure  and  fast ; 
Beside  the  shining  gates  of  pearl, 

Where  I  may  rest  at  last ! 
AVhen  once  within,  my  soul  shall  know 

No  hunger,  thirst,  or  pain ; 
No  sickness,  sorrow,  care  or  death, 

Shall  visit  me  again !     Cho» 

3  O,  may  I  nve,  wnile  here  below, 

In  view  of  that  blest  day. 
When  God's  bright  angels  shall  come  down. 

To  bear  my  soul  away ! 
When  I  shall  walk  the  golden  streets. 

In  garments  white  and  pure, 


266  BIBLE  HAEP. 

And  sing  an  endless  song  to  him, 
Who  made  my  soul  secure ! 
Chorus. 
The  welcome  home,  the  welcome  home, 
The  Christian's  welcome,  welcome  home, 
The  welcome  home,  the  welcome  home, 
The  Christian's  welcome  home. 

SS^«    Hope  maketh  not  ashamed,  I*.  "MLm 

1  A  few  more  days  of  grief  and  woe; 
A  few  more  suffering  scenes  below; 
And  then  to  glory  we  shall  go, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow, 

And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

2  Who  then  will  march  to  win  the  prize. 
And  take  the  kingdom  in  the  skies, 
Where  joy  and  friendship  never  dies, 
But  always  reigns  in  paradise — 

And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

3  Come  parents,  children,  bond  and  free. 
Say,  will  you  go  to  heaven  with  me — 
That  glorious  land  of  rest  to  see, 

And  praise  the  Lord  eternally, 
And  give  to  Jesus,  glory  ? 

4  There  we  shall  meet  and  part  no  more, 
When  we've  arrived  on  Canaan's  shore, 
For  Zion's  warfare  will  be  o'er; 

Such  songs  were  never  heard  before — 
We'll  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

5  There  tears  will  all  be  wiped  away. 
And  Christians  never  go  astray: 


BIBLE  HARP.  207 

When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay, 
We'll  praise  the  Lord  in  endless  day, 
And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

6  My  soul  seems  happy,  while  I  sing, 
I  feel  that  I  am  on  the  wing: 

I'll  shout  salvation  to  my  King, 
While  he  to  heaven  his  trophies  bring, 
And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

7  Those  beauteous  fields  of  living  green. 
By  faith,  our  telescope,  are  seen; 
While  Jordan's  billows  roll  between. 
We  soon  shall  cross  the  narrow  stream, 

And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

8  The  rose  and  lily  there  will  stand 

In  beauteous  rows  at  God's  right  hand; 
O,  how  I  long  for  Canaan's  land, 
To  join  that  holy,  happy  band, 
And  give  to  Jesus,  glory. 

53S3.         Pilgrim's  Farewell.        IP.  M!. 

1  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at 

hand. 
That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social 

band: 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away. 
Separation  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  loving  brethren,  farewell  for  a 

while ; 
We  soon  shall  again  meet,  if  kind  heaven 
smile; 


268  BIBLE  HARP. 

And  while  we  are  parted,  and  scattered 
abroad, 

We'll  pray  for  each  other,  and  wrestle 
with  God. 
3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be 
discharged; 

The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasure  en- 
larged: 

With  singing  and    shouting    to   heaven 
you'll  soar, 

And  join  in  sweet  anthems,  where  part- 
ing's no  more. 

i  Farewell,    dear   young  converts,  whoV« 

listed  for  war, 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near ; 
And  though  you  must  walk  through  this 

dark  wilderness, 
Your  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you 

to  peace. 
5  The  world,  flesh,  and  Satan,  and  hell,  all 

unite, 
And  bold  persecutors  will  strive  to  affright; 
Yet  Jesus  stands  for  you,  he's  greater  than 

they, 
Let  this  animate  you  to  press  on  your  way. 

>  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  you  I 

must  part, 
O  haste  unto  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good 

part; 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to 

save, 
His  arms  are  extended,  your  souls  tb  re-' 

ceive. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  269 

7  Farewell,  careless  sinners,  for  you  we  do 

monrn, 

To  see  your  sad  danger,  and  yon  uncon- 
cerned ; 

You're  bound  to  a  judgment,  where  all 
must  appear, 

Whether  righteous  or  wicked,  their  sen- 
tence to  hear. 

8  Your  frolicks  and  pastime,  in  which  you 

delight, 

Will  serve  to  torment  you  in  that  dread- 
ful night ; 

You'll  think  on  the  sermons  which  you've 
heard  in  vain. 

When  here's  gone  forever  of  hearing  again. 

9  Farewell,   faithful  pilgrims,  farewell    all 

around. 
If  we  never  should  meet  till  the  last  trum- 
pet sound  ; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my  hand, 
The  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  i)ure  social  band. 

SS4.  Begone,  unbelief,  P.  IM. 

1  Be.2:one,  unbelief ! 

My  Saviour  is  near. 
And  for  my  relief, 

Will  surely  appear : 
By  prayer  let  lue  wrestle. 

And  he  will  peiform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 

I  smile  at  the  storm. 


270  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  Thongh  dark  be  my  way, 

Since  he  is  my  Guide, 
*Tis  mine  to  obey, 

'Tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken. 

And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken 

Will  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love,  in  times  past, 

Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me,  at  last, 

In  trouble  to  sink  ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer 

I  have  in  review 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure 

To  help  me  quite  through. 

4  Determined  to  save. 

He  watched  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave, 

I  sported  with  death  ; 
And  can  he  have  taught  me 

To  trust  in  his  name, 
Anc^  thus  far  have  brought  me, 

To  put  me  to  shame  ? 

5  Why  should  I  complain 

Of  want  or  distress, 

Temptation,  or  pain  ? 

He  told  me  no  less : 


BIBLE  HARP,  271 

The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation 

Must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup. 

No  heart  can  conceive, 
"Which  he  drank  quite  up 

That  sinners  might  live  : 
His  way  was  much  rougher 

And  darker  than  mine: 
Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer, 

And  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet 

Shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet. 

The  medicine's  food : 
Though  painful  at  present, 

'Twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  O,  how  pleasant, 

The  conqueror  s  song  ! 


2^^*      JesuSy  lover  of  my  soul,  T^SJ, 

1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh  I 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

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

O  reeeive  my  soul  at  last, 


272  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  oh  !  leave  me  not  alone — 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

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

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want, 

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

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

I  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Yile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

SSO.  Baptism.       ^s  &  'T'm. 

1  See,  in  Jordan,  John  baptizing 

Him  who  came  with  power  to  save; 
See  the  great  Redeemer  rising 
From  the  humble,  wat'ry  grave. 

2  Emblem  of  profound  affliction, 

Hov'ring  o'er  his  sacred  head; 
Of  his  death  and  resurrection 
From  the  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  Hear  the  Saviour  kindly  saying, 

Follow  me,  my  children — come  ! 
See  his  early  converts  coming, 
Bowing  in  the  liquid  tomb. 

4  We,  his  saints  in  latter  ages, 

Bought  and  cleansed  by  his  blood; 


BIBLE  HARP.  273 

Eeading  o'er  the  sacred  pages, 
Trace  the  humble  paths  he  trod. 

5  Down  to  Jordan,  praising,  praying. 

We  are  hapjDy  to  repair; 
We  are  happy  in  obeying 
Our  beloved  Leader  there. 

6  Buried  with  the  holy  Saviour, 

By  immersion  in  the  stream ; 
Rising,  we  enjoy  his  favour. 
And  devote  our  lives  to  him. 

^^^.  The  Harvest,  3P.  M!. 

1  This  is  the  field,  the  world  below. 
In  which  the  sower  comes  to  sow ; 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares. 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares: 
And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come. 
And  angels  shout — the  harvest  home. 

2  Most  awful  truth,  and  is  it  so  ? 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 
Then  for  the  harvest, meprepare; 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout — th^  harvest  home. 

3  To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  t'  appear; 
To  grow  with  wheat  and  be  a  tare, 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below. 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow; 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come. 
And  angels  shout — the  harvest  home. 

4:  But  all  who  truly  righteous  be, 

Their  father's  kingdom  they  shall  see: 


274  BIBLE  HARP. 

Shine  like  the  sun  forever  there, 
He  that  hath  ears  then  let  him  hear; 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  ^dll  come, 
And  tares  will  meet  an  awful  doom. 

5  When  the  last  harvest  shall  appear, 
To  separate  the  wheat  and  tare, 
May  we  among  the  wheat  be  found, 
In  sheaves,  with  cords  of  love  be  bound, 
And  join  the  angels  round  the  throne 
To  shout  the  glorious — ^harvest  home. 

The  road  to  Life  and  to  Death. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  **Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul,  that  tires  and  faints. 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more; 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint. 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain; 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 


BIBLE  HARP.  275 

^^O.  Come  to  Jesus. 

1  Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus,  just  now,  just  now, 
Come  to  Jesus,  just  now. 

2  He  will  save  you — just  now. 

3  He  is  able — ^just  now. 

4  He  is  willing — ^just  now. 

5  He  is  ready — just  now. 
6-  I  believe  it — just  now. 

^OO.  lis  &  lOjs. 

Invitation  to  the  Merey-seat. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  you  lan- 

guish, 
Come,    to    the    mercy-seat,    fervently 
kneel; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell 
your  anguish, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  cannot 
heal. 
Cho. — Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here 
tell  your  anguish. 
Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  can- 
not heal. 

2  Joy    of    the    comfortless,    light    of   the 

straying, 
Hope    of   the   penitent,    fadeless  and 
pure — 


276  BIBLE  HARP. 

Here    speaks    the  Comforter,   in    mercy 
sajdng, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heav'n  cannot 
cure. 

3  Here    see  the  tree  of   life  —  see  waters 
flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure 
from  above ; 
Come    to    the    mercy-seat  —  come,    ever 
kneeling, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heav'n  can  re- 
move. 


^Ol.  Confidence,  11». 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word; 
'What  more  can  he  saj'^  than  to  you  he  hath 

said — 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  hath  fled  ? 

2  **In  every  condition  —  in    sickness,    in 

health ; 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth; 
At  home  or  abroad;  on  the  land,  on  the 

sea, — 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 

ever  be. 

3  "Fear  not ;  I  am  with  thee;  O  be  not  dis- 

mayed ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thed 
aid; 


BIBLE  HARP.  277 

I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Upheld    by    my    righteous,    omnipotent 

hand. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee 

,  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  grief  shall  not  thee  overflow; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  trouble  to 

bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn. 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom 

be  borne. 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for 

repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  its  foes; 
That  soul  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never,  forsake. 

^O^.     The  Heavenly  Jerusalem.    O.  !M.. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me; 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 

2  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 


278  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin,  nor  sorrow  know; 
Blest  seats,  thro'  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

4  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Montgomery. 

^03.  Jerusalem,  O.  Mi. 

1  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

O,  how  I  long  for  thee; 
"When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold.   . 

3  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 

Wliy  should  I  stay  from  thence  ? 
What  folly's  this,  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ? 

d  Beach  down,  0  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace, 

And  cause  me  to  ascend 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

5  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu — 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care; 
And  if  I  never  more  see  you. 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 


BIBLE  HARP.  279 

6  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

ECKINGTON. 

^04.  O.  ME. 

Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name ; 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul. 

My  transport  and  my  trust; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart. 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there, — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 

The  cordial  of  its  care. 
4:  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath, 
And  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my,arms, 

The  antidote  of  death.       Doddridge. 

S03.  iLi.  m:. 

Life  the  time  of  Grace  and  Hope. 

1  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward. 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  bum, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 


280  BIBLE  HABP. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given, 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
And  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie ; 

Their  memory  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  their  might  pursue ; 
Since  no  device  or  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there.       Watts. 

5SOO.  Hapjpy  Day,  T^.  M!. 

1  0  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
Cho. — Happy  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  wash'd  my  sins  away. 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray. 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day. 
Happy  day,  &c. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows, 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move.  Cho 


BIBLE  HABP.  281 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine.  Cho. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long  divided  heart; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart : 

With  him  of  every  good  possessed.   Cho, 

SO^.  Zion.       ^s,  T'S  Sc  4s. 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands. 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands , 

Monrning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end: 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past; 


282  BIBLE  HABP. 

God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee  ; 
Victoiy  is  thine  at  last  ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

^O^.  Homeward  Bound.  I^.^X. 

1  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride, 
We're  home-ward  bound  ;  home-ward  bouij.i; 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough,  restles  tide. 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c. 
Far  from  the  safe  quiet  harbor  we  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestowed. 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c. 

2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars. 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c. 
Look !  yonder  lies  the  bright  heavenly  shore, 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c. 
Steady,  O  pilot !  stand  firm  at  the  wheel. 
Steady  !  we  soon  shall  out  weather  the  gale, 
O  how  we  fly  'neath  the  loud  creaking  sail, 

We're  home-ward  bound ;  &c. 

3  Down  the  horizon  the  earth  disappears. 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c. 
Joyful,  0  comrades  !  no  sighing  or  tears, 

We're  home- ward  bound  ;  &c. 
Listen  what  music  comes  soft  o'er  the  sea 
* 'Welcome,  thrice  welcome  and  blessed  are 

ye"— 
Can  it  the  greeting  of  paradise  be  ? 

We're  home-ward  bound  ;  &c, 

4  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  now  we  glide, 

We're  home  at  last ;  &c. 


BIBLE  HARP.  283 

Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide, 
We're  home  at  last  ,^c. 

Glory  to  God  !  all  our  dangers  are  o'er  ; 

Safely  we  stand  on  the  radiant  shore, 

Glory  to  God  !  we  will  shout  evermore. 
We're  home  at  last  &c. 

^OO.  Rock  of  Ages,  '7's. 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee  ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood. 
From  Thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law's  demands: 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
All  of  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone ! 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring; 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace ; 
Foul,  I  to  Thy  fountain  fly; 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die  ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown. 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment-throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

TOPLADY. 


284  BIBLE  HAEP. 

300.  ^s,  'Ts  &  4s- 

Fountain  of  Life. 

1  See,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 

Streams  of  living  water  flow; 
God  has  opened  there  a  fountain 
That  supplies  the  plains  below; 

They  are  blessed 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing. 
Making  all  around  look  gay: 

O  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All-enriching  as  it  goes, 
Lo  !  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure. 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose: 

Every  object 
Sings  for  joy,  where'er  it  flows. 
4t  Trees  of  life,  the  banks  adorning, 
Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around; 
Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning 
Pleasure  comes,  and  hopes  abound; 

Pair  their  portion — 
Endless  life  with  glory  crowned. 

Kelly. 

301.  Kedron.  lis. 

1  Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron !  by  thy  silver 
streams, 
Our  Saviour,   at  midnight,  when  moon- 
light's pale  beams 


BIBLE  HARP.  285 

Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  fre- 
quently stray, 

And  lose  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the 
day. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on 

his  head ! 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble 

his  bed ! 
The  angels  astonished,  grew  sad  at  the 

sight. 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn 

delight. 

3  O  garden  of   Olivet,  thou  dear  honored 

spot. 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be 

forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraph's 

above ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow, — the  triumph  of 

love ! 

4  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him;  come,  bow 

at  his  feet ; 
0,  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is 

meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus,  that  gladdens 

the  skies. 

30f<^.  Hear  to-day.  Tu.  ISl. 

1  To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice. 

Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice; 

Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 

Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 


286  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  bs  foreyer  blest  ? 

Will  you  be  saved  ftom  sin  and  hell  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell  ? 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  yon  in  his  name — 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glitt'ring  toys, 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 

Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell  ? 
Then,  dearest  friends,  a  long  farewell ! 


303.       Pray  for  one  another, 

1  Let  us  pray  for  one  another, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
Let  us  pray  for  one  another, 

When  we  kneel  before  the  throne, 
For  a  sister  or  a  brother, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
For  a  sister  or  a  brother, 

Let  us  make  their  cause  our  own. 
Let  us  not  forget  to  cherish 

Tender  thoughts  for  all  below, 


BIBLE  HAKP.  287 

And  to  pray  that  none  may  perish, 
But  the  way  of  life  may  know, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
Christians  let  us  pray. 

2  Let  us  not  forget  the  heathen, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
Let  us  not  forget  the  heathen, 

In  their  dark  and  distant  lands  ; 
They  are  waiting  for  the  dawning, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
They  are  waiting  for  the  dawning. 

Stretching  forth  their  helpless  hands  ; 
If  we  cannot  go  to  teach  them, 

And  the  blessed  gospel  bear, 
We  can  send  the  precious  Bible, 

"We  can  cheer  their  hearts  with  prayer; 
(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 

Christians,  let  us  pray. 

3  Let  us  pray  for  all  the  children, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, 
Let  us  pray  for  all  the  children. 

Yes,  the  weakest  of  them  all  ; 
While  their  youthful  hearts  are  tender, 

(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 
While  their  youthful  hearts  are  tender, 

May  they  heed  the  Saviour's  call  ; 
That  their  footsteps  early  guarded, 

In  the  way  of  love  and  truth, 
They  may  seek  and  find  their  Saviour, 

In  the  pleasant  days  of  youth. 
(Let  us  pray — let  us  pray, ) 

Christians,  let  us  pray. 


288  BIBLE  HABP. 

304.  L.  MI. 

Intevtperance  punished  and  pardoned, 

1  Vain  man  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 
Prepares  for  his  own  punishment; 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies, 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  But  let  th'  afflicted  sinner  fly 

To  God  for  help  with  earnest  cry  ! 
The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 
He  sends  his  sovereign  word  and  heals. 

3  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
And  let  their  thankful  offerings  proTe 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  is  all  my  hope, 
He  lives  above,  my  advocate, 
He  is  my  only  refuge  here, 

And  only  hope  of  pleasure  there. 

The  Bible  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

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

2  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

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

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

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


BIBLE  HAKP.  289 

300.  L.  m:. 

The  inward  witness  to  Christianity, 

1  Questions  and  doubts  be  heard  no  more  ; 

Let  Christ  and  joy  be  all  our  theme  ; 
His  Spirit  seals  his  gospel  sure 
To  every  soul  that  trusts  in  him. 

2  Jesus,  thy  witness  speaks  within  : 

The  mercy  which  thy  words  reveal 
Befines  the  heart  from  sense  and  sin, 
And  stamps  its  own  celestial  seal. 

3  The  guilty  wretch  that  trusts  thy  blood 

Finds  peace  and  pardon  at  the  cross  ; 
The  sinful  soul,  averse  to  God, 
Believes  and  loves  his  Maker's  laws. 

4  Learning  and  wit  may  cease  their  strife, 

When  mdracles  with  glory  shine  ; 
The  voice  that  calls  the  dead  to  life 
Must  be  almighty,  and  divine.     Watts. 

30'7'.  Peaceful  Rest    Ss  &  Os. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 

To  mourning  wanderer's  given  ; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast  ; 

'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven; 
T 


290  BIBLE  HARP. 

When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  ancl  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 
The  heart  with  anguish  riven; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  "by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  cerene  in  heaven. 

4:  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  glooin ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb, 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

30^.        The  wondrous  Cross,      L.  M!. 
X  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  dross 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

%  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  niost, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood, 

4:  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4:  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  291 

300.      A  light  in  the  window. 

1  There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee, 

brother, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee; 
A  dear  one  has  moved  to  the  mansions 
above ; 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Cho. — A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see, 

And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee; 

A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see. 

And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

2  0  watch,  and  be  faithful,  and  pray,  brother, 

All  your  journey  o'er  life's  troubled  sea; 
Though  afflictions  assail  you  and  storms 

beat  severe, 
There's  a  light  in  the  windov/  for  thee. 

Cho. — A  mansion,  &c. 

310.  Expectation.  g.  M:. 

1  In  expectation  sweet, 

We  wait,  and  sing  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes  ! — the  Conqu'ror  comes; 

Death  falls  beneath  his  sword; 
The  joyful  pris'ners  burst  their  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds — awake  !^ 

Ye  dead  to  judgment  come  ! — 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
While  hell  receives  her  doom. 


292  BIBLE  HAKP. 

4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 
Who  love  the  ways  of  peace; 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 

311.  The  Promise.  L.  MI. 

1  Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  oner  solemn  prayer  and  praise. 

2  "There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "will  I  be. 
Amid  this  little  company; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 

And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Beljring  on  thy  faithful  word; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

3X^.     Sinners  entreated  to  turn.  T^s. 

1  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  je  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why. 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 


-btdJu'E  haep.  293 

313.  o.  m:.  tp. 

Confidence  in  Divine  protection. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O,  Lord ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help  Omnipotence. 
In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote — 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  distant  climes  I  pass'd  unhurt, 

And  breath'd  the  balmy  air. 

2  Thy  mercy  sweeten'd  ev'ry  soil, 

Made  ev'ry  region  please. 
The  cold  European  fields  it  warm'd, 

And  smooth'd  the  ocean  seas. 
Think,  O  my  soul,  devoutly  think, 

How  with  most  anxious  eyes, 
I  saw  the  wide  extended  deep. 

In  all  its  horrors  rise  ! 

3  Confusion  dwelt  in  ev'ry  face, 

And  fear  in  ev'ry  heart, 
When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulfs  in  gulfs, 

O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 
Yet  then,  from  all  my  griefs,  0  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  set  me  free  ; 
While  in  the  confidence  of  pray'r 

My  soul  took  hold  on  thee. 

4  For  though  in  dreadful  whirls  we  hung 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
I  know  thou  wert  not  slow  to  hear 

Nor  impotent  to  save. 
The  storm  was  laid,  the  winds  retir'd, 

Obedient  to  thy  will, 


294  BIBLE  HARP. 

The  sea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command 

At  thy  command  was  still, 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
My  life,  if  thou  preserve  my  life. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  if  death  shall  be  my  doom. 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 

Altered  by  J.  G.  Perry. 

314.  ^«,  ^s  So  4s, 

Native  Land^  Farewell ! 

1  Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee ; 

All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell : 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home,  thy  j  oys  are  passing  lovely, 

Joys  no  stranger  heart  can  tell : 
Happy  home,  'tis  sure  I  love  thee, 
Can  I,  can  I  say  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure. 

Holy  days,  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 


BIBLE  HARP.  295 

4  Yes !  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  I  loved  so  well ! 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me ; 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell ! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee — 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour — 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 

Let  me  hasten. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean; 

Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell — 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 

Glad  I  bid  thee. 
Native  land ! — Farewell — Farewell ! 

S.  F.  Smith. 

31^.  Encouragement.  S.  BX. 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take. 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 

We  are  not  far  from  home. 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above. 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end. 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  thin<.^r.  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 


296  BIBLE  HAKP. 

31 0.  Zion  encouraged,  L,  M.. 

1  Zion,  awake;  thy  strength  renew; 
Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue ; 
Church  of  our  God,  arise  and  shine. 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine. 

2  Soon  shail  thy  radiance  stream  afar, 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are ; 
Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view; 
All  shall  admire  and  love  thee  too. 

31*7^.  Sioeet  Rest  in  Heaven.  I*.  Ml. 

1  Come,  brethren,  don't  grow  weary, 

But  let  us  journey  on; 
The  moments  will  not  tarry; 
This  life  will  soon  be  gone ; 
The  passing  scenes  all  tell  us, 

That  death  will  surely  come; 
These  bodies  soon  will  moulder 
In  the  dark  and  di'eary  tomb. 
Cho. — There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven, 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven, 
There  is  sweet  rest. 
There  is  sweet  rest. 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven, 

2  Loved  ones  have  gone  before  us, 

They  beckon  us  away; 
O'er  aerial  plains  they're  soaring, 

Blest  in  eternal  day ; 
But  we  are  in  the  army, 

And  dare  not  ]eave  our  poet; 
We'll  fight  until  we  conquer 

The  foe's  most  mighty  host. 
There  is  sweet  rest,  &c. 


BIBLE  HABP.  297 

3  Our  Captain's  gone  before  us, 
He  kindly  calls  ns  home 
To  yonder  worlds  of  glory, 

And  sweetly  bids  us  come. 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 
Will  strive  to  hedge  our  way; 
But  we'll  overcome  these  powers, — • 
We'll  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
There  is  sweet  rest,  &c. 

31S.  True  love  to  God,  O.  IM. 

1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  that  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
xind  thus  fulfil  his  word ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye. 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart! — 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love ! 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

310.      Mystery  of  Godliness.         O.  MC. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 
His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
Aiid  rides  upon  the  storm. 


298  BIBLE  HAKP. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  breaJi 
With  blessings  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


3^0.        The  Saviour's  Tomb.  ^». 

1  Mary  to  the  Saviour's  Tomb 

Hasted  at  the  early  dawn ; 
Spice  she  brought,  and  rich  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone, 
For  awhile  she  lingering  stood. 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise, 
Trembling  w^hile  a  crystal  flood, 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voi<5e ; 


BIBLE  HAKP.  299 

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. 

3  He  who  came  to  comfort  her, 

When  she  thought  her  all  was  lost, 
Will  for  your  relief  appear, 

Though  you  now  are  tempest  tost. 
On  his  arm  your  burden  cast; 

On  his  love  your  thoughts  employ; 
Weeping  for  a  while  may  last, 

But  the  morning  brings  the  joy. 

3^1.  The  Sunday  School.         O-  MI. 

1  Sweet  Sunday-school !  I  love  the  place, 

I  love  its  good  to  share ; 
I  love  to  see  each  happy  face, 
I  love  to  be  one  there. 
Chorfs. — And  as  I  learn,  of  Jesus  learn, 
Who  loves  a  child  like  me ; 
I  would  from  sin  and  folly  turn, 
His  own  dear  lamb  to  be. 

2  Sweet  Sunday-school !  there,  with  delight, 

My  teachers  v/ords  I  hear; 
I  love  to  say  my  lesson  right, 
I  love  the  Bible  dear. 

3  Sweet  Sunday-school !  O,  how  I  love 

Its  precious  hymns  to  sing; 
It  makes  me  think  of  heaven  above, 
Where  angel  voices  ring. 

S  D.  Phelps. 


300  BIBIjE  hakf. 

3^^.  The  happy  Land.  J*.  3X. 

1  There  is  a  happy  land, 

Far,  far  away, 
^Yhere  saints  in  glory  stand. 

Bright,  bright  as  day; 
O,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away; 
Why  wiU  you  doubting  stand. 

Why  still  delay? 
O,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land. 

Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand. 

Love  cannot  die. 
O,  then,  to  glory  run; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright,  above  the  sun. 

We  reign  for  aye. 

3^3.  The  beaming  Star.  "^S. 

1  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are; 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory  beaming  star ! 

Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 


BIBLE  HAER  301 

Traveler,  yes;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 
2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  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  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come.  Bowrino. 

3^4.         Stand  up  for  Jesus  !        P.  3X. 

1  Stand  up  for  Jesus  !  all  who  lead  his  host ! 
Crowned  with  the  splendor  of  the  Holy 

Ghost ! 
Shrink  from  no  foe,  to  no  temptations 

yield, 
Urge  on  the  triumphs  of  this  glorious  field. 
Chokus. — Stand  up  for  Jesus ! 
Stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
Stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

2  Stand  up  for  Jesus  !  ye  of  every  name  !^ 
All  one  in    prayer,   and  all  with  praise 

aflame  ! 
Forget  the  sad  estrangment  of  the  past. 
With  one  consent  in  love  and  peace  at 

last.     Cho. 

3  Stand  up  for  Jesus  !  Lo !  at  God's  right 

hand 
Jesus  himself  for  us  delights  to  stand ! 
Let  saints  and  sinners  wonder  at  his  grace 
Let  Jews  and  Gentiles  blend,  and  all  our 

race.   .  Cho. 


302  BIBLE  HARP. 

3^3.     Meditation  on  the  Tomb.     O.  15^. 

1  Hark  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound; 

My  ears  attend  the  cry — 
Ye  living  men,  come,  view  the  ground, 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepar'd  no  more  ? 

3  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
"We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

3^0o   The  precious  Book  Divine.  O.  M[. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine. 

By  inspiration  given! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts. 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


BIBLE  HARP.  ^03 

TEMPERANCE   SONGS. 


3^^         The  Old  Oaken  Bucket. 

1  How  dear  to  my  heart  are  the  days  of  my 

childhood, 
When  fond  recollection  presents  to  my 
view; 
The    orchard,    the    meadow,    the    deep- 
tangled  wild  wood, 
And  every  loved  spot  which  my  infancy 
knew; 
The  wide  spreading  pond,  and  the  mill 

which  stood  near  it, 
The  bridge  and  the  rock  where  the  cataract 

fell; 
The  cot  of  my  father,  the  dairy  house 
nigh  it. 
And  e'en  the  rude  bucket  that  hung  on 
the  well— 
The  old  oaken  bucket, 
The  iren  bound  bucket. 
The  moss  covered  bucket  that  hung  on 
the  w;ell. 

2  That  moss  covered  bucket  I  hail  as  a 

treasure, 
For  often  at  noon,  when  returned  from 

the  field, 
I    found    it  the  source  of  an  exquisite 

pleasure. 
The  purest  and  sweetest  that  nature 

could  yield. 


304  BIBLE  HAKP. 

How  ardent  I  seized,   with  hands  that 
were  glowing,  , 

And  quick  to  the  white  pebbled  bottom 
it  fell; 
Then  soon,  with  the  emblem  of  truth  over- 
flowing. 
And  dripping  with  coolness,  it  rose  from 
the  well. 
The  old  oaken  bucket, 
The  iron  bound  bucket, 
The  moss  covered  bucket  arose  from 
the  well. 
3  How  sweet  from  the  green  mossy  rim  to 
receive  it, 
As  poised  on  the  curb  it  inclined  to  my 
lips; 
Not  a  full  flowing  goblet  could  tempt  me 
to  leave  it, 
Though  filled  with  the  nectar  that  Ju- 
piter sips; 
And  now  far  removed  from  that  loved 
situation, 
The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell, 
As  fancy  reverts  to  my  father's  plantation, 
And  sighs  for  the  bucket  which  hung 
on  the  weir. 
The  old  oaken  bucket. 
The  iron  bound  bucket, 
The  moss  covered  bucket  that  hung  on 
the  well. 

3^S.         Temperance  Reform. 

1  A  glorious  day  is  breaking 
Upon  our  sinful  earth, 


BIBLE  HABP.  305 

Our  land  to  life  is  waking 
With  shouts  of  joy  and  mirth; 

Our  army  is  preparing 
To  meet  the  rising  sun, 

On  all  its  banners  bearing 
The  name  of  Washington. 

2  We  meet  to-day  in  gladness, 

As  moves  our  hosts  along. 
No  note  of  painful  sadness 

Is  mingled  with  our  song. 
This  day  renowned  in  story — 

The  day  of  freedom's  birth— 
We  hail  in  all  its  glory, 

We  highly  prize  its  worth. 

3  The  temperance  flag  is  waving 

O'er  valley,  hill,  and  plain. 
Where  ocean's  sons  are  braving 

The  dangers  of  the  main ; 
The  pledge,  the  pledge  is  given 

To  float  on  every  breeze, 
Waft  it,  propitious  heaven ! 

O'er  ail  the  earth  and  seas. 

4  Our  cause,  our  cause  is  gaining 

New  laurels  every  day; 
The  youthful  mind  we're  training, 

To  walk  in  virtue's  way; 
Old  age  and  sturdy  manhood 

Are  with  us  heart  and  hand, 
Then  let  us  all  united 

In  one  firm  phalanx  stand. 


306  BIBLE  HARP. 

3^0  •      A  Life  of  Temperance, 

Tune. — Life  on  the  Ocean  Wavb. 

X  II :  A  life  of  temperance, 

And  a  home  of  peace  and  joy, 
Where  bounteous  blessings  dwell, 

And  love  without  alloy !  :  || 
Like  a  stricken  bird  I  pined, 

When  the  rosy  wine  did  rule, 
An  aching  head  was  mine. 
And  reason  never  cool: 
A  life  of  temperance. 
And  a  home  of  peace  and  joy, 

Where  bounteous  blessings  dwell. 
And  love  without  alloy: 
And  love,  and  love,  and  love  without  alloy; 
And  love,  and  love,  and  love  without  alloy. 

2  II :  The  nights  in  revelry, 

And  the  days  in  foolishness, 
Were  always  spent  by  me. 

With  no  one  near  to  bless;  :|| 
My  aching  heart  would  throb. 

My  burning  brain  would  reel, 
My  fevered  hand  would  shake 

Like  the  warrior's  glistening  steel: 
A  life  of  temperance,  &c. 

3  II :  But  now  I've  signed  the  pledge, 

And  meet  with  no  reproof: 
With  blessings  I  am  croT\Tied, 

Beneath  this  temperance  roof;  :|| 
Then  give  a  glorious  shout; 

Let  the  bells  be  merrily  rung; 


BIBLE  HARP.  307 

The  **  Monsters"  lease  is  out, 
And  his  death-dirge  we  have  snng: 
A  life  of  temperance,  &c. 

Charles  Marsh. 

f530«  National  Hymn. 


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

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

Let  Temp'rance  ring. 

2  My  native  country !  thee^ 
Land  of  the  noble,  free — 

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

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees, 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 
Let  infant  tongues  awake. 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake, 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break. 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing: 


308  BIBLE  HARP. 

Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
"With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 
Great  God,  our  King  ! 

331.*  Maine   Law  Ode. 

1  We're  a  true    cold  water  "Union,"  and 

united  we  stand. 
In  no  ]Darty  name  do  we  come. 
But    our    glorious    banner    shall    wave 

through  the  land. 
Come  rally  and  down  with  old  rum. 

2  The  cold  water  standard's  the  one  of  our 

'Tis  the  fairest  of  anything  fair  ;  [creed, 
We  can  sacrifice  party  for  temp'rance  in- 
deed, 
And  consistently  rally  just  there. 

3  When  king  alcohol  rules— all  good  people 

mourn — 
And  yet  thousands  bow  at  his  nod  ; 
The  laws  of  our  State  are  trampled  upon 
And  made  a  dead  letter  outlawed. 

4  Bight  on,  for  the  right,  then  !  our  motto 

shall  be, 
The  people  will  rally,  I  trust, 
Determined  to  fight  till  they  conquer  or  die, 
For  the  cause  which  is  holy  and  just. 

5  Determined  to  fight  till  the   Country's  re- 

deemed, 
And  saved  from  such  beast-like  disgrace : 
'Till  the  Law  is  enforced  'gainst  the  in- 
carnate fiend. 
And  respected  by  all  of  the  race. 


BIBLE  HARP.  309 

6  The  true  temp'rance  men  are  the  men  of 
our  choice, 
And  such  for  your  suffrage  we  bring, 
"We  have  no  party  name,  but  with   one 
heart  and  -voice 
For  such  we  will  vote  and  will  sing. 

J.  G.  PERRr. 

33^«     0,  thaVs  the  pledge  for  me. 
Tune  — Auld  Lang  Syne. 

1  I  love  the  clear  cold  water  pledge; 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me ; 
Lord,  help  me  praise  it  while  I  live, 
O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me. 

2  Let  Washingtonian  songs  ascend; 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me; 
When  beat  and  robbed  long   came    this 
friend, 
O  that's  the  pledge  for  me. 

3  The  pledge  so  dear  to  many  a  heart, 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me; 

By  land  or  sea  the  safest  chart, 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me. 

4  I'm  glad  I  ever  heard  thee  call, 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me; 
The  invitation's  unto  all, 
O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me. 

5  Now  sign  the  j)ledge  of  soberness, 

O,  that's  the  pledge  for  me ; 
For  God,  the  author,  designs  to  bless, 
0,  that's  the  pledge  for  me. 

J.  G,  Pkrbt, 


310  BIBLE  HARP. 

333.   Ye  Sons  and  Daughters  of  the  Pledge, 

*'For  4th  of  July  aud  Grove  celebrations." 

Tune. — Cambridqe. 

1  Ye  sons  and  daughters  of  the  pledge, 

Awake  on  this  proud  day; 
Let  every  vocal  power  engage 
In  songs  of  victory. 

2  At  nature's  temple  here  we  meet, 

A  Washingtonian  host, 
The  temp'rance  cause  to  celebrate. 
And  of  its  triumph's  boast. 

3  No  temp'rance  foe,  no  enemy, 

Pare  us,  to  make  afraid; 
Beligion  and  sobriety 

Fair  freedom's  land  o'erspread. 

4  Our  Father's  God,  to  Thee  we  sing. 

Thus  keep  us  all  our  days ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might,  our  King, 
And  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

J.  G.  Perry. 

33^.      We'll  never  drink  again. 
Tune,— Never  part  again. 
1  'Tis  good,  dear  friends,  to  sign  the"  pledge^ 
That  sets  the  drunkard  free — 
Come,  join  the  happy,  happy  band, 
"Wherever  they  may  be. 
Cho. — "We're  marching  to  the  field  of  strife, 
To  give  the  dying  drunkard  life; 
Let  temp'rance,  then,  triumphant  reign, 
And  never  let  us  drink  again. 
Onb  Voice. — What,  never  drink  again? 
All. — ^No,  never  drink  again  I 


BIBLE  HARP.  311 

One  Voice. — What,  never  <Mn^  again? 
All. — No,  never  drink  again: 
Let  temp'rance,  then,  triumphant  reign 
And  never  let  ns  drink  again ! 

2  Weep  not,  dear  children,  weep  no  more, 

Weep  not,  thou  loving  wife; 
The  father  and  the  husband  lost, 
Is  now  restored  to  life. 
We're  marching,  &c. 

3  Behold  the  bright  array  of  men. 

United  in  the  cause ; 
That  thousands  of  the  human  race 
Around  its  standard  draws. 
We're  marching,  &c. 

4  Tife  temperance  banner  and  the  pledge 

By  us  shall  be  unfurled; 
And  it  shall  be  our  pride  and  boast, 
To  wave  it  o'er  the  world ! 
We're  marching,  &c. 


333.  The  Striped  Pig, 

A  Temperance  Ode. 
Tune. — Butter,  Cheese  and  all. 
1  We've  come  to  fight  the  enemy, 
He's  called  the  striped  pig ; 
He  boasts  of  skill  and  bravery, 

And  he  can  root  and  dig. 
The  richest  lands  that  ever  were, 

He's  turned  to  poverty. 
And  brought  who  did  inhabit  there 
To  want  and  misery. 


312  BIBLE  HARP. 

2  By  land  and  sea,  courageously 

He's  fought  both  night  and  day: 
The  sceptre  of  his  tyranny, 

O'er  all  the  world  to  sway. 
From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

In  triumph  long  he's  rode; 
But  soon  we'll  triumph  in  his  death, 

And  wheast  him  from  the  globe, 

3  Our  motto  shall  be  temperance : 

The  world  our  battle  field ; 
And  with  our  trust  in  Providence, 

We'll  make  old  striped  yield. 
The  pledge,  the  jewel  for  his  nose, 

Will  stop  his  rooting  soon, 
We've  signed  it,  now,  hurra  my  boys. 

The  victory  is  won.       J.  G.  PEifttT. 

330.  Temperance  Parody  on  Ode  on  Science. 

Tune.— Ode  on  science. 
The  morning  sun  shines  from  the  East, 

And  sheds  his  glories  to  the  West; 
All  nations  with  his  beams  are  blest — 

Where'er  his  radiant  light  appears, 
So  Temperance  spreads  her  lucid  ray 

O'er  lands  which  long  in  drunkenness  lay; 
She  visits  fair  Columbia, 

And  sets  her  sons  among  the  West: 
Keligion,  her  attendant,  waits 

To  bless  the  portals  of  her  gates, 
So  crown  our  Washingtonian  States 

With  laurels  of  sobriety. 
O,  King  Alchy's  Yoke 

And  the  galling  chain ! 


BIBLE  HAEP.  313 

Were  urged  tipon  our  necks  in  vain. 

All  rammy  tyrants  we'll  disdain, 
And  shout,  long  live  America. 
O,  King  Alchy's  Yoke,  &c. 

J.  G.  Perry. 

337^.       The  Temperance  Ball 

1  Come,  all  ye  true  friends  of  the  nation, 

Attend  to  humanity's  call; 

Come,  aid  in  your  country's  salvation. 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball — 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball— 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball — 

Come,  aid  in  your  country's  salvation, 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball ! 

2  And,  when  we  have  formed  the  blest  union, 

We'll  firmly  march  on,  one  and  all; 
We'll  shout  when  we  meet  in  communion, 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball — 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball,  &c. 

3  The  Cold  Water  Army's  advancing. 

The  cohorts  of  rum  to  destroy; 
The  glad  eye  of  beauty  is  dancing. 
Her  heart's  overflowing  with  joy. 
Her  heart's  overflowing  witla  joy,  &c, 

4  The  wife  on  her  infant  is  gazing. 

But  not  now  in  sorrow  alone ; 
A  husband  her  virtue  is  praising — 
The  dark  cloud  of  sorrow  is  gone — 
The  dark  cloud  of  sorrow  is  gone,  &0. 

5  The  maiden  now  truly  delighted, 

Her  heart  beating  wildly  with  joy, 


314  BIBLE  HARP. 

-Confides  in  the  vow  that  is  plighted — 
Her  youth  is  a  "Temperance  boy" — 
Her  youth  is  a  Temperance  boy,  &c. 

6  The  drunkard  our  pledge  is  now  keeping, 

No  more  reeling  wildly  about; 
The  old  broken  bottle  is  weeping, 
The  last  drop  of  misery's  out — 
The  last  di'op  of  misery's  out,  &c. 

7  How  can  you  stand  halting  while  beauty 

Is  sweetly  appealing  to  all, 
To  come  to  the  standard  of  duty, 

And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball ! 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball, 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  ball; 

To  come  to  the  standard  of  duty, 
And  roll  on  the  Temperance  baU. 

33S.     The  Washingtonian  Army. 

1  Did  3^ou  ever  hear  of  the  army. 

The  "Temperg-nce  Union"  forms 
Did  you  ever  hear  of  the  citadel, 
Of  alcohol,  it  storms. 
Clio. — 0,  it  is  a  conquest  glorious, 

Go,  spread  the  tidings  wide; 

0,  we'll  sing  a  song  victorious, 

And  join  their  ranks  beside. 

2  Long  has  he  checked  his  enemies, 

And  held  them  all  at  bay; 
But  now  the  Temperance  Union 
Bids  fair  to  win  the  day. 
O,  it  is  a  conquest,  &c. 

3  On,  on,  brave  Temperance  Union, 

Though  dear  the  struggle  cost; 


BIBLE  HAKP.  315 

Press  on,  and  win  the  citadel, 
Eetreat,  and  all  is  lost. 
O,  it  is  a  conquest,  &c. 

4  But,  lo !  it  totters  fearfully, 

Each  bannered  turret  falls; 
Now,  like  the  billows  boundingly, 
Pass  o'er  its  broken  walls. 
O,  it  is  a  conquest,  &c. 

5  Soon  from  the  ashes  mouldering 

This  citadel  laid  low, 
Ten  thousand  crystal  rivulets, 
The  gifts  of  God  shall  flow. 
O,  it  is  a  conquest,  &c. 

330. 

Dialogue  betwen  the  Teetotaler  and  Cider  Drinker. 

Teetotaler. — 1  Come,  good  friend,  and  let 
me  say 
Just  one  word  to  you  this  day; 
Touch  not,  taste  not,  handle  not. 
And  then  you'll  never  be  a  sot. 

2  Total  abstinence  doth  give, 

From  the  drunkard's  doom  reprieve; 
But  to  dabble  with  the  cup. 
Burns  the  soul  and  body  up. 

3  All  believe  this  doctrine  true. 

Say,  my  good  old  friend,  don't  yon  ? 
Then,  I  pray  you,  haste  awajs 
Sign  the  life-boat  pledge  to-day. 
Cider-Drinker. — 4 1  have  always  understood. 
That  my  cider  does  me  good; 
For  my  dinner  it  is  sauce. 
Can  I  give  it  up,  alas  ?  V 


316  BIBLE  HAKP. 

5  Yes,  indeed,  it  does  me  good, 
So  I've  always  understood; 
Spare,  oh,  spare  my  cider  mug, 
While  you  dash  the  old  rum  jug. 

Teetotaler.  — 6  Have  you  always  understood, 
That  your  cider  does  you  good  ? 
Brush  the  cobwebs  from  your  brain, 
Then  the  grand  mistake  is  plain. 

7  Come,  good  friend,  be  honest  once. 
Talk  no  longer  like  a  dunce, 
Let  not  appetite  prevail. 
Appetite  with  truth  assail. 

Cider-Drinker. — 8  Well,  I'll  sign  the  life- 
boat pledge, 
And  round  my  soul  I'll  rear  a  hedge; 
Spare  no  more  the  cider  mug. 
Dash  it  with  the  old  rum-j  ag, 

3-4^0  •   '•''Were  soldiers  of  the  Water  King.'** 

1  We're  soldiers  of  the  water  king, 

His  laws  we  will  obey; 
Virtue  and  health  are  his  reward. 
We  want  no  better  pay. 
Cho. — Then  let  us  sing  the  water  king. 
Good  soldiers  one  and  all; 
Our  banners  to  the  breeze  we'll  fling. 
And  down  with  alcohol. 

2  We  boast  no  sword  or  glittering  spear. 

Ours  is  a  bloodless  crown; 
A  purer,  brighter,  fairer  thing 
Than  conquerors  ever  won.     Cho, 


BIBLE  HARP.  317 

3  Our  strength  is  in  the  living  spring, 
And  long  as  waters  run, 
Or  grass  grows  green,  we're  pledged  to  keep 
Our  temperance  armor  on.     Cho. 
4:  What  though  the  fire-king  mocks  our  host» 
As  great  Goliath  did; 
We've  Temperance  David's  in  our  ranks, 
Who'll  bring  away  his  head.     Cho. 

^4X«         Pledge  for  the  Chieftain. 

Tune.  —Hail  to  the  Chief. 
1^  Pledge  for  the  Chieftain  immortal  in  story, 
Honored   and   blest   be   our  Washing- 
ton's name; 
Sons  of  his  sire  whom  his  sword  led  to 
glory, 
The  longer  we  flourish,    the    broader 
this  fame; 
Pledge  every  hand  and  heart, 
Pledge  never  more  to  part, 
True  to  the  bond  that  unites  us  in  one ; 
Let  every  mother's  son 
Shout  for  our  Washington, 
On  brothers,  on,  till  the  battle  is  done. 

2  Ours  is  no  summer  pledge,  gone  with  the 
fountains, 
That  gush  from  the  heart,  while  the 
tide  feeling  flows ; 
Firm  shall  it  stand,  as  the  rock  seated 
mountains. 
Stainless  our  faith  as  the  ever-white 
snows; 


318  BIBLE  HAEP. 

Widow  and  orphan  child, 

Wailing  in  accents  wild, 
Beckon  us  onward,  and  point  to  their  woe; 

Let  every  Western  glen 

fling  to  our  shout  again, 
On  brothers,  on,  till  their  tears  cease  to 
flow. 

3  Warm  glows  the  hearth,   and   the  wife 
smiles  beside  it, 
Night  lacks  her  gloom,  and  the  winter 
his  cold  ; 
O,  the  sweet  pratling  babe,  let  the  miser 
deride  it, 
Mine  be  the  hearth-stone,  andhis  be  the 
gold; 
O  !  that  our  noble  cause — 
Health  of  our  land  and  laws 
Wide  may  prevail,  till  the  curse  is  no  more, 
Till  prairie,  and  land,  and  glen, 
Send  us  their  land.     Amen. 
God  bless  our  country  from  centre  to  shore. 

34^.  Come,  join  in  our  Temperance  army. 
Tune.— Old  Rosin  the  Bow. 

1  Come,  join  in  our  Temperance  army, 

And  put  on  the  Washington  badge; 
I'm  sure  that  it  never  will  harm  you, 
To  give  in  your  names  to  the  pledge. 

2  We've  launched  out  a  cold  water  frigate. 

And  called  it  the  Temperance  ship; 
And  invite  you  to  help  us  to  rig  it, 
And  join  in  our  teetotal  trip. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  319 

3  She's  fally  insured  in  her  cruising, 

From  i)iracy,  shipwreck,  and  fire, 
And  you  may  be  sure  of  not  losing 
Your  wages  or  character  by  her. 

4  Her  crew,  are  men,  honest  and  hearty, 

Her  cargo  is  plenty  and  peace ; 
Come  then,  join  our  teetotal  party. 
And  all  your  old  sorrows  will  cease. 

5  We're  bound  for  a  haven  of  gladness, 

And  all  the  worlds  joining  our  crew;  • 
I'm  sure  then  'tis  folly  and  madness, 
If  you'll  not  embark  with  us  too. 

6  Hurrah !  for  the  Washington  banner, 

That  floats  o'er  our  Temperance  ship ; 
Come  on  then,  ye  hearties,  and  man  her, 
And  take  a  long  teetotal  trip. 

S^3.  ^^And  are  you  sure  the  news  is  true  f*' 
Tune. — There's  nae  luck  about  the  house. 

1  And  are  ye  sure  the  news  is  true  ? 

And  are  ye  sure  he's  sign'd  ? 
I  can't  believe  the  joyful  tale, 

And  leave  my  fears  behind; 
If  John  has  sign'd  and  drinks  no  more, 

The  happiest  wife  am  I, 
That  ever  swe])t  a  cottage  hearth, 

Or  sung  a  lullaby. 
For  there's  been  nae  luck  about  the  house. 

There's  been  nae  luck  at  a', 
And  ganes  the  comfort  o'  the  house, 
Since  he  to  drink  did  fa' ! 

2  Whose  eye  so  kind,  whose  hand  so  strong* 

Whose  love  so  true  will  shine; 


320  BIBLE  HARP. 

If  he  have  bent  his  heart  and  hand. 

The  total  pledge  to  sign; 
But  what  puts  breaking  in  my  head? 

I  trust  he'll  taste  no  more; 
Be  still,  be  still,  my  beating  heart, 
Hark !  hark !  he's  at  the  door. 
For  there's  been  nae  luck,  &c. 
3  And  blessings  on  the  helping  hand, 
That  sends  him  back  to  me; 
Haste,  haste  ye  little  ones,  and  run 

Your  father's  face  to  see ; 
And  are  you  sure,  my  John,  you've  signed  f 

And  are  you  sure  'tis  past  ? 
Then  mine's  the  happiest,  brightest  home, 

On  temp'rance  shores  at  last. 
For  there's  been  nae  luck  about  the  house, 

But  now  'tis  comfort  all ! 
And  heaven  preserve  my  ain  good  man, 
That  he  may  never  fall ! 

3*4r4.  Farewell  to  the  cup. 

1  Farewell  to  the  cup,  we  have  tarried  too 

long, 
"Where  the  juice  of  the  grape  adds  its 

witchery  to  song. 
And  the  thoughts  that  flowed  freely  are 

sombre  and  dull, 
And  our  brains  become  heavy — farewell 

to  the  bowl. 

2  No  longer  the  eye  beams  with  intellects 

fires, 
No  longer  the  tongue's  fancy  power  in- 
spires; 


BIBLE  HARP.  321 

But  fluslied  is  the  brow,  and  degraded  the 

soul, 
And  our  minds  have  departed,  farewell  to 

the  bowl. 

3'  Oh,  tarry  no  longer  where  joy  flies  away, 
And  the  heart  and  the  soul  lose  their 

richest  array; 
Where  eye,  mocketh  eye,  as  unmeaning 

they  roll, 
And  the  tongue  whispers  folly-farewell  to 

the  bowl. 

4  0  think  if  the  maiden  who  smiles  in  thine 

eyes, 

Once  saw  thy  proud  mind  in  this  shame- 
ful disguise; 

How  her  heart  would  reject  thee,  how 
sadly  her  soul 

"Would  pity  and  leave  thee — Oh,  flee  from 
the  bowl. 

5  Oh  think  !  ere  the  moment  of  thinking  is 

past. 
And  the  chains  of  the  mighty  upon  thee 

are  cast; 
Return,  ere  the  iron  shall  enter  thy  soul, 
And  thy  whole  life  besides  be  a  curse  on 

the  bowl. 

3^^,  O,  water  for  me, 

1  Oh,  water  for  me,  bright  water  for  me  ! 
And  wine  from  the  tremulous  debauchee  ! 
It  cooleth  the  brow,  it  cooleth  the  brain, 
It  maketh  the  faint  one  strong  again; 


322  BIBLE  HABP. 

It  comes  o'er  the  sense   like  a  breeze  from 

the  sea 
All  freshness  like  infant  purity; 
Oh  water,  bright  water  for  me,  for  me  ! 
Give  wine,  give  wine  to  the  debauchee. 

2  Fill  to  the  brim  !  fill,  fill  to  the  brim, 
Let  the  flowing  crystal  kiss  the  rim, 
For  my  hand  is  steady,  my  eye  is  true. 
For  I  like  the  flowers,  drink  naught  but 

dew; 
Oh  !  water,  bright  water's  a  mine  of  wealth, 
And  the  ores  it  yieldeth  are  vigor  and 

health ; 
So  water,  pure  water  for  me,  for  me. 
And  wine  for  the  tremulous  debauchee. 

3  Fill  again  to  the  brim — again  to  the  brim, 
For  water  strengthens  life  and  limb. 

To  the  days  of  the  aged  it  addeth  length, 
To  the  might  of   the  strong  it  addeth 

strength ; 
It  freshens  the  heart,  it  brightens  the  sight, 
'Tis  like  quaffing  a  goblet  of  morning  light; 
So  water,  I'll  drink  naught  but  thee, 
Thou  parent  of  health  and  energy. 

340.     Some  sing  the  praise  of  wine, 

1  Some  sing  the  praise  of  rosy  wine,  . 

Its  sparkling  color  bright. 
But  in  such  songs  with  them  to  join, 

We  cannot  take  delight; 
We  have  a  rich  and  nobler  theme, 

Fit  for  a  prince  or  king, 


BIBLE  HAKP.  323 

'Tis  water,  pure,  and  fresh,  and  good, 
From  Roger  William's  spring. 

2  This  will  give  health,  and  joy,  and  peace, 

Refreshing  ever  power, 
"We  want  no  better  drink  than  this 

In  trials  darkest  hour; 
To  cheer  the  heart  and  quench  the  thirst. 

It  is  the  very  thing, 
Then  give  us  water,  pure  and  good, 

From  Roger  William's  spring. 

3  Our  sires  drank  from  this  living  spring, 

Two  hundred  years  ago. 
And  from  this  fouuiain  water  clear 

Continues  still  to  How; 
Then  we  on  this  our  festal  day 

Will  of  its  virtues  sing, 
And  drink  this  water,  pure  and  good, 

From  Roger  William's  spring. 

3^v^,         There's  wicked  ro^^ues. 

1  There's  wicked  rogues  in  every  place, 

Who  prey  upon  the  human  race ; 
But  there's  not  one  among  them  all 
A  rogue  so  great  as  alcohol. 
Cho. — For  we  have  always  found  him  so, 

The  greatest  rogue  in  the  country,  O! 
And  we've  tried  him  well,  and  now  we 

know. 
He's  just  what  we  have  told  you,  O  ! 

2  He'll  promise  fair  to  be  your  friend, 

If  you  with  him  your  time  will  spov.d; 


324  BIBLE  HABR 

But  when  your  money  is  all  gone, 
He'll  treat  you  with  contempt  and  scorn. 
Cka. 

3  He'll  make  you  think  that  when  you  drink 
He's  saving  you  from  ruin's  brink; 

But  every  single  glass  you  fill, 

Will  only  sink  you  deeper  still.     Cho. 

4  He  whispers  in  your  ear  by  stealth, 
That  drinking  leads  to  fame  and  wealth; 
But  soon  you'll  find  that  both  have  flown, 
And  left  you  naught  but  rags  alone.     Cho, 

5  Then  come,  dear  friend,  come  one  and  all^, 
And  down  with  old  King  Alcohol ; 

Of  all  deceivers  he's  the  worst, 

A  rogue  and  liar  from  the  first.     Cho. 

34^.  Times  wont  be  good, 

1  Times  wont  be  good,  'tis  plain  to  see,  'till 

we're  rid  of  alcohol. 
And  then  we'll  have  a  glorious  time  to  roll 

the  temperance  ball; 
Then  let  us  rouse  with  might,  and  main, 

together  one  and  all. 
And  work,  and  work,  and  work,  and  work 

against  King  Alcohol. 

2  The  tailors  too,  they're  on  the  spot  to  roll 

the  temperance  ball, 
They  know  they  never  got  a  job  from  old 

King  Alcohol; 
They'll  cut,  and  baste,  and  cabbage,  and 
press,  and  sew,  and  stitch,  and  hem. 
And  stitch,  and  baste,  cabbage  and  sponge 
for  all  the  temprance  men. 


BIBLE  HARP.  825 

S  Shoemakers,  too,  with  right  good  will, 

will  join  the  working  throng, 
And  what  they  do  for  temperance,  they'll 

do  both  neat  and  strong. 
They'll  cut,  and  crimp,  and  last,  and  stitch, 

and  peg,  and  black,  and  ball, 
And  peg,  and  crimp,  and  last,  and  peg 

and  peg  old  Alcohol. 

4  The  blacksmiths  will  roll  np  their  sleeves, 

and  make  their  sledges  swing. 
And  in  the  cause  of  temperance  they'll 

make  their  anvils  ring ; 
They'll  blow  and  strike,  and  forge,  and 
weld,  and  make  the  cinders  fly, 
And  hammer,  and  hammer  and  strike,  and 
forge,  for  old  Alcohol  must  die. 

5  The  ladies  too,  are  coming  uj),  to  help  us 

in  the  cause. 
And  what  they  do  for  temperance,  will 

meet  with  our  applause; 
They'll  laugh,  and  cry,  and  sing,  and  sigh, 

and  smile,  and  pout,  and  frown, 
And  talk,  and  talk,  and  talk,  and  talk  tho 

monster  out  of  town. 

340.       The  cold  water  army. 

Tune.— Bruce's  Address. 

1  United  in  a  peaceful  band. 

To  drive  intemp'rance  from  the  land, 
We're  joined  in  heart,  we're  joined  in  hand. 
The  cold  water  arnw. 

2  We'll  raise  our  happy  voices  high, 
In  loudest  accents  to  the  sky, 


826  BIBLE  HARP. 

While  heaven  and  earth  shall  then  reply, 
The  cold  water  army. 

3  TVe  make  the  woods  and  vallej^s  ring 
With  loudest  echoes  while  we  sing, 
While  all  around  re-echoes  bring, 

The  cold  water  army. 

4  O  Lord,  let  now  a  copious  shower 
Of  grace  descending  on  us  pour. 
Nor  let  one  blighting  prospect  lower. 

The  cold  water  army. 

5  O  may  we  meet  around  thy  throne, 

To  praise  Thee  there  in  strains  unknown, 
And  flowers  of  love  and  peace  be  strewn, 
The  cold  water  army. 

3^0.  Intemperance.  O.  1M.» 

1  Intemperance  like  a  raging  flood. 

Is  sweeping  o'er  the  land, 
Its  dire  effects  in  tears  and  blood, 
Are  traced  on  every  hand. 

2  It  still  flows  on  and  bears  away 

Ten  thousands  to  their  doom; 
Who  shall  the  mighty  torrent  stay. 
And  disappoint  the  tomb. 

3  Almighty  God !  no  hand  but  thine 

Can  check  this  flowing  tide; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  power  divine. 
And  bid  the  flood  subside. 

4  Dry  uj:)  the  source  from  whence  it  flows, 

Destroy  its  fountain  head; 
That  dire  intemperance  and  its  woes, 
No  more  the  earth  o'erspread. 


BIBLE  HAKP.  327 

331.       Will  you  come  to  the  grove. 

Tune.— Will  you  come  to  the  Bower. 

1  Will  yon  come  to  the  grove,  'tis  a  beauti- 

ful shade, 
And  partake  of  the  viands  so  tastefully 

spread  ? 
Say  will  you,   will  you,   will   you,   will 

you 
Come  to  the  grove  ? 

2  Will  you  come  to  the  spot  where  the  ever- 

greens grow, 
Where  leaves  drink  the  dew,  and  decay 

never  know  ? 
Say  will  you,   will  you,   will   you,    will 

you 
Come  to  the  spot  ? 

3  We  will  sportively  chant,  and  will  merrily 

sing, 
While  we  drink  of  the  water  that  flows 

from  the  spring; 
Say  will  you,   will  you,   will  you,   will 

you 
Come  to  the  grove  ? 

4  Will  you  bring  each  his  mate,  and  invite 

him  to  sign 
The  sweet  pledge,  the  safe  pledge,  to  drink 

water,  not  wine  ? 
Say  wull  you,  will  you,  will   you,    will 

you 
Come  to  the  grove  ? 


328  BIBLE  HAEF. 

5  *Tis  the  hope  of  our  country,  that  pledge 
it  will  save. 
Full  many  a  youth  from  the  inebrates' 

grave. 
Say  will  you,   will  you,   will  you,    will 
you 
All  sign  the  pledge? 

33^.  The  Clarion, 

Tune.— The  Chaeiot. 

1  The  Clarion,  the  Clarion  of  freedom  now 

sounds. 

From  the  East  to  the  West,  independence 
resounds ; 

From  the  hills  and  the  streams,  and  the  far 
distant  skies, 

Let  the  shout,  "ladependence  from  al- 
cohol, "  rise. 

2  The  army,  the  army  have  taken  the  field, 
The  hosts  of  cold  water,  no,  never  will 

yield; 
From  fountains  refreshed  animation  now 

glows, 
"With  ardor  immortal  now  rush  on  their 

foes. 

3  The  armor,  the  armor  that  guilds  every 

breast. 
Is  the  hope  of  deliverance  for  thousands 

distressed; 
With  words  of  persuasion  we  call  on  the 

throng. 
Desert  the  black  banner  and  join  in  our 

song. 


BIBLE  HARP.  329 

4  The  banners,  the  banners  of  freedom  now 

wave, 
Lo !  the  eagle  now  covers  the  ranks  of  the 

brave ; 
With  the  shout,    "Independence,"  every 

creature  shall  sing, 
From  cruel  taxation  Of  Alcohol  King. 

5  The  conflict,  the  conflict  will  shortly  be 

o'er. 

And  the  demon  Intemperance  shaU  tri- 
umph no  more ; 

O'er  the  tears,  and  the  sighs,  and  pre- 
mature graves, 

See,  the  flag  of  our  freedom  eternally  waves. 

^^3^  Onward. 

Tune. — Greenville. 

1  Onward,  onward,  band  victorious  ! 

Rear  the  temp'rance  banner  high ! 
Thus  far  hath  your  cause  been  glorious, 

Now  your  day  of  triumph  is  nigh; 
"Vice  and  error  flee  before  you. 

As  the  darkness  flies  the  sun ; 
Onward,  vict'ry  hovers  o'er  you, 

Soon  the  battle  will  be  won ! 

2  Onward,  onward !  songs  and  pi*aiseS 

Eing  to  heaven's  topmost  arch. 
Wheresoever  your  standard  raises, 

And  your  conquering  legions  march; 
Gird  the  temp'rance  armor  on  you, 

Look  for  guidance  from  above, 
God  and  angels  smile  upon  you, 

Hasten  then  your  work  of  love ! 


330  BIBLE  HARP. 

3  Lo !  what  multitudes  despairing ! 

Widows,  orphans,  heirs  of  woe, 
And  the  slaves  their  fetters  wearing, 

Reeling  madly  to  and  fro; 
Mercy,  justice,  both  entreat  you, 

To  destroy  their  bitter  foe ; 
Christians,  patriots,  good  men  greet  you, 

To  the  conflict  bravely  go ! 

4  To  the  vender  and  distiller 

Thunder  truth  with  startling  tone ! 
Swell  the  accents  louder,  shriller, 

Make  their  guilt  enormous  known; 
Onward,  onward !   never  falter, 

Cease  not  till  the  earth  is  free, 
Swear  on  temp'rance  holy  altar, 

Death  is  yours,  or  victory. 

3^4.         Friends  of  Freedom. 
Tune. — Bruce's  Address. 

1  Friends  of  freedom  swell  the  song, 
Young  and  old  the  strains  prolong. 
Make  the  temp'rance  army  strong, 

And  on  to  victory. 

2  Lift  your  banners,  let  them  wave. 
Onward  march  the  world  to  save, 
Who  would  fill  a  drunkard's  grave. 

And  bare  his  infamy. 

3  Shrink  not  when  the  foe  appears, 
Spurn  the  cowards  guilty  fears, 
Hear  the  shrieks,  behold  the  tears, 

Of  mined  families. 


BIBLE  HARP.  331 

4  Eaise  the  cry  in  every  spot, 
Touch  not,  taste  not,  handle  not, 
AYho  would  be  a  drunken  sot, 

The  worst  of  miseries  ? 

5  Give  the  aching  bosom  rest. 
Carry  joy  to  every  breast, 

Make  the  wretched  drunkard  blest, 
By  living  soberly. 

6  Raise  the  glorious  watchword  high, 
Touch  not,  taste  not,  till  you  die. 
Let  the  echo  reach  the  sky. 

And  earth  keep  jubilee. 

7  God  of  mercy  hear  us  plead, 
For  thy  help  we  intercede; 
See  how  many  bosoms  bleed. 

And  heal  them  speedily. 

8  Hasten,  Lord,  the  happy  day, 
When  beneath  thy  gentle  ray, 
Temp'rance  all  the  world  shall  sway, 

And  reign  triumphantly 

3^^.         Sons  of  Temperance, 

Parody,    Tune.— Marseilles  Hymn. 

1  Sons  of  Temperance  wake  to  glory, 

And  shout  a  vict'ry's  won, 
"Wake,    wake,  and  I'll  tell  the  story, 

What  the  temp'rance  cause  has  done; 
Tell  of  Father  Matthew's  coming 

In  the  name  of  Washington, 

In  the  name  of  Washington, 
And  the  brave  Baltimorean's, 


332  BIBLE  HARP. 

And  the  Maine  Law  champion  Dow, 

And  the  Reverend  Thomas  Tew, 
Against  the  tyrant  Alcohol. 

Marching  on,  marching  on, 
With  hearts  resolved 
On  glorious  victory. 
Marching  on,  &c. 

2  Then  songs  of  joy  and  soberness 
Were  made  their  great  employ, 
No  tongue  can  tell  one-half  the  bliss, 

What  the  faithful  shall  enjoy; 
Then  sons  of  temp'rance  wake  to  glory, 

And  shout  the  vict'ry's  won. 
Wake,  wake,  and  I'll  tell  the  story, 

How  the  good  cause  still  goes  on; 
Tell   how    "Good  Templer"    hosts    are 
coming 
From  the  East,  West,  North  and  South, 
From  the  East,  West,  North  and  South, 
And  our  "Union"  ranks  are  forming. 

Determined  to  dethrone 
The  tyrant  Alcohol, 
And  never  let  him  rise  again. 
Marching  on,  marching  on, 
All  hearts  resolved 
On  glorious  victory. 
Marching  on,  &c. 

J.  G.  FEmf. 


BIBLE  HAEP.  333 


1.  Doxolog-ies.        L.  !M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

2.  o.  m:. 

Let  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
"Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Ox  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

3.  s.  m:. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

"Worship  the  Father,  praise  .the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

To  God,  the  Father's  throne, 

Your  highest  honors  raise, 
Glory  to  God,  the  Son, 

To  God,  the  Spirit,  praise; 
With  all  our  powers 

Eternal  King,  thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


334  BIBLE  HARP, 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  holy  Spirit's  favor 

Eest  upon  us  from  above ; 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess  in  sweet  communion 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

To  thee  be  praise  forever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  ; 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings  : 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above. 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 


BIBLE  HAJEII^. 


BIGLOW. 


1     I 


li.  M. 

H.  P.  MAIN,  by  per. 


"Tgji    rsu-Jt. 


.(Q__tf  c-Jtr*:;^* 


ispiiiiiiigiii 


4^-S«- 


t= 


I 


htr-J^. 


"t---*-: 


*TJ:i:JTT3^T 


ii^SiilMiS 


BIBLE  HAEP. 
WINDHAM.     L.  M. 

DANIEL  READ, 


-#•- 


-ifS= 


S=i-:33=^ 


T-r 


_  ^ l_  ^3 ^^_J s_^. 


S 


i=S^-:i-^lp:^:g:l:^:±Sii=^ 


SEE±=e 


JU®" 


*^ 


?-•- 


^4 


f  *  f-  *■  d  J  1 


•BIBLE  HAEP. 
FOREST.     L.  M. 


837 


A.  CHAPIN. 


— i-l- J— « 1 <9-L^_^ ,. 


i 


mmtM 


(SSW—fi^ 


tzzp—fso^i: 


rtij 


M  r  (        II 


838  BIBLE  HARP.. 

ROCKINGHAM.     L.  M. 

Dr.  LOWELL  MASON. 


h 


Si 


-g:: 


I    -(3. 


•fa 


-^^'. 


X- 


•Uj-J 


-^-i-^-g 


-^d 


»^  •*• 


:[:it: 


t=F- 


■t- 


BIBLE  HAEP. 


339 


UXBKIDGE.     L.  M. 

Dr.  LOWELL  MASON". 


teassEi 


■s)-  -it 


W 


5-,-(=- 


im 


trlz--i|z:JiJz:d=J^=l=i:[:ix^^ 

T7--i^ — l-^ — I — ^_lg)-_=^-L_^-L^_|_j — , — \ ,J 


ir^sliliii^ 


:|2:=d-: 


:t±± 


340  BIBLE  HAEP. 

YEKNON'S  CHANT.     L.  M. 

H.  p.  MAIN. 


r 


-«-«-=-   ^   ^-    M.    ^ 


teiiggijiii: 


:± 


1 


z\-t-M- 


:^r_: 


♦      ^      ^    ^    4^       ^ 


=P=F^t^ 


BIBLE  HAKP. 


341 


HEBKON.     L.  M. 

Dr.  LOWELL  MASON. 


:^t?.ffz:^ii7=:iz-qzz:iZTi::^iirv-a: 


^— *- 


±=:t:; 


..-,«-. 


:i^d: 


._^_ 


7-Hs-^^-l — l-r-N— V r— r-Nn^-i — 1-^ 


:t!!.£-Edrz±r4:=S3lt!=:t:233 


84d 


BIBLE  HAKF. 
BOYLSTON.     S.  M. 

Dr,  LOWELL  MASOIT. 


— I 1 — l. 


••-■*■  ■»■  •#■ 


P± 


-/2- 


.1^-^ 


DUANE  STREET. 


L.  M. 

Rev,  G.  COLES. 


^-T±+^::tdrJri'-d:i^i:gzg 


9: 


xif 


BIBLE  HAKP.  U3 

DUANE  STKEET.     Concluded. 

K ^-#-tf  *-aa^-^ — a — tf — #-J-^-#-#-#-J 


:|fc^--: 


i    r    I 


ii^iiiisiii 


f^-±t--t=Tf^: 


Ui 


BIBLE  HARP. 


THE  WORTH  OF  PRAYER.     L.  M. 

(HYMN.  104.)  H.  P,  VAN  ARSDALE. 


i^;»*2-^^i-5P-©-, 


gpipm^m^i 


|^.iip|i^# 


ilfES 


S?E?£g^E2 


The  worth  of  prayer,  The 


jgg^g^ 


/^     ni^     -#^     t       1      ^ 


BIBLE  HAEP.  ^5 

THE  WOKTH  OF  PEAYEE.     Concluded. 


worth  of  prayer, Teach  us,0  Lord, the  worth  of  prayer. 


iagisigf^i^a 


LABAN.    S.  M. 

Dr.  LOWELL  MASON. 


r 

■(2   PL 


E:-J3:t:=:iF:f:p=fd:fit^: 


■*■*'■ 


#^^^ 


Aftfc 


1^1*-:  -f-^-^-it.  I 


BfiliiiilEiiiio 


346  BIBLE  HAEP. 

STAE  OF  BETHLEHEM.     L.  M. 


I 


h  \ 


'm 


fii 


END. 


A^ — ^ .  *-^  --J-^ — s4-H^^--l  -|-^^i — ^ #H-H 


&  '-^,   END.     ^  Q 


U7 

Concluded. 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
STAR  OF  BETHLEHEM. 

(Aj  -  &~^  » — 0-\& — 0-0 — 0-\^ — ^-*^li 


^*i:r  -b-i — -b- 


GOLDEN  HILL. 


S.  M. 

A.  CHAPIN'. 


^  •0"&-0'     ^'f^      -^-^  I 


.J,J-^-J.4 


I  i  •0-¥^'0-     **i5-#-t^ 


-0,(2-0^ 


iiigElEiW 


us 


BIBLE  HARP. 
MELODY.     C.  M. 


A.  CHAPIN. 


^— — ^ — i-h^ 1 — i--n  ,,^ — \ — I— j 


^mMmm^ 


*«=tj 


,«  -  ^  _^Q. I I. 


=fcd=i 


-©--J 


E^ 


:y. 


^=d=d. 


IS 


r*- 


T^ 


-(9 — ^o— r« 


tinp 


BIBLE  HARP.  349 

BELIEVER.     C.  M. 

Arr.  by  H.  F.  MAIN. 


m 


EI 


m 


:± 


^i^i 


p 


T" 


— •  — 3—  ®  — ::?-F©-Trj-FS— *  -  :d —  e-H 


§[?. 


r^— a- 


r-r 


-''i--r- r-r— r- 


'-•rsi- 


-#•«■  •*• 


■••■♦•-,       nV-     ■A'   **•         -•-I 


T    r   I     r        ,^ 


350  BIBLE  HAEP. 

CHRISTMAS.     C.  M. 

Arr.  by  S.  J.  TAIL. 
I    ,     , 


rrb- 


r5 


BIBLE  HARP. 
MEAE.     0.  M. 


351 


m^mM 


F-_±F:: 


i^ipiiii^tei 


iS 


lipiiiEliiiipl 


ii^lmrtil^ 


352  BIBLE  HAKP. 

BALEEMA.     0.  M. 


1 


V^-i-^^ 


.ift_,ia — («_^(a.. 


T    T 


l^iiSiiiP 


^ 


:E 


^... 


ii^ 


i^^#gii 


i^^^Siilfiii 


-r 


BIBLE  HARP. 


353 


Moderato 


ORTONVILLE.    C.  M. 

Dr.  T.  HASTINGS. 


'-±i 


I 

^:rbfr':k:trSr!rlc:':d:--fci|--*i- 

■^ft-Htf-lr-rj-F-t^-T-t^-^i'-Tr-p-t- 


ipq;: 


lv-p"-t:rp= 


-b r-id— K-J-d^iJ-*-*— ^1 


-uJ-IV^N  J__l    _fl  -1.-J^4_hN  J_J 


354 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
NOKTHFIELD.     C.  M. 


J.  INGALLS. 


-J_J-.,_^_^_^-, 


^^-^-g:-J-J-1»-»-p-*-F-TF 


..u_| — ^ — !    J_  _I._.^ — 


i^E^n^i^ii 


:J-J=^tJ-4 


iiiEgi^i^ii^^ 


BIBLE  HARP.  355 

NOBTHFIELD.     Concluded. 


iP 


CORONATION.     C.  M. 

OLIVER  HOLDEN. 


itn: 


f«— ^ 


i-lii;it:=P:=r= 
-#- 


-J=q=^=i: 


eS 


.=jEr 


'I— q.-:pdz:::lz:q=: 


F---?- 


356 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
CORONATION.     Concluded. 


.-zritzi 


-A^ 


'^siiEl^Ii^l 


I        *  ^    •     i*"i    f^ 


t-^=i 


-J 


d==d=j=± 


1 


i-S 


^^* 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
LAND  OF  BEST.     C.  M.  J). 


357 


irlrfe: 


-H^,J-J- 


9= 


iiii 


U  p 


^-t=trzf:*zfP:tz^:tt: 


-^'U- 


UJ 


358  BIBLE  HAKP. 

AULD  LANG  SYNE.     C.  M.  D. 


E±~ 


-jttt- 


-a=^i 


-0-1-0-0- 


q:-^—0-i  ^  —  ^ 


-±~ 


-rf- 


J !-, 


—9-* 

•zt. — 


--f^-^-^=^- 


e-i- 


S^ 


—.-^ 


;r_-rr?rz»z:iz 


£EE£tEE 


^--- 


^E 


i^P^SEg^l 


p-^-r-*-r 


BIBLE  HAKP.  359 

AULD  LANG  SYNE.     Concluded. 

J. 


:^-£::^ze: 


t^i 


3=iaE!ti 


\—^-A~ 


g^liSi 


,-J-t4 


aiSzrg-: 


-•-•-•-I* — »■ 


•-T-fS* 


T=T 


ElrE^^EEHlEitH^-ElEaEE 


— 0^. 


I 


">  ^- 


360 


BIBLE  HARP. 
DENNIS.     S.  M. 


H.  G.  NAGELI. 


r— r- 


E3= 


sy|=Szt?=i:2:|::r=i~tt:=T=S=:?=q 


::pt=p:tp: 


i^l^EUppp 


BIBLE  HAEP.  361 

NO  SOEEOW  THEEE.     8.  M. 

-I- 


::it: 


g^ 


:^^ 


iLt* 


Pi 


y0-0-i-m- 


^  *ij. 


it:=Sr:fC: 


glligE^ 


i-;-#- 

^'P 


if:_?-p — ?: 


362  BIBLE  HARP. 

SHIRLAND.     S.  M. 


— I- 
-a- 


S.  STANLEY. 

^7\  I 


1 


-Q-JT— ^ 


n^fei 


f^t— ^F^F^ 


iliiBgiifi 


T— r 


T" 


-r-f 


Ff 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
FKEDEEICK.     lis. 


363 


GEO.  KINGSLEY. 


-I — -^ \—Y^ 


i^be 


if- f^ 5=5^- 


HE 


ii&3=B 


-p— p- 


3E: 


n 


■*^  o     J   :?■   •^^  •^^  Ho  "^^   — 


364  BIBLE  HARP. 

FEEDERICK.     Concluded. 


E^^^m^ 


i.m^g 


mi 


4-^ 


^in=a:;:i-®=# 


BREMEN.     P.  M. 

Dr.  T.  HASTINGS. 


•^  -^  -w 


iltt!ELME^t}|EEEr^ 


-pip 


I© #— © i 


.| p 


BIBLE  HAKP. 
BEEMEN.     Concluded. 


365 


I    ^ 


E^:3 


:j.:d 


-(=-—(•—(=■ 


--fS— I 


finV'\)—^—^-  s-r»- 1  si-i-si-4 ;  —1,4  SI—  * — '-o-iA 


na^^.fi    r=::!^. 


366 


BIBLE  HARP. 
BETHANY.     6s  &  7s. 

By  Permission,  Dr.  L.  MASON. 


-A 


EtsSS: 


-Hi — \ — \-^Q-  m-Gii 


s^i-d-^-^c^>-d 


i-^^rfSi-^-s- 


S?gipl^p|piip^ 


u:g;  Fine. 


-A. 


<5)__^_^_ 


s^Eigggig^Q 


BII3LE  HARF.  367 

GREENVILLE.    8s  &  7s.  Double. 

J.  J.  ROUSSEA¥. 


=5JArf::=t=t=t=tp':-=:T:z3 


n  1  ^  n  n^^ne. 


^^^ppp^i^ii 


D    C. 


868  BIBLE  HARP. 

LENOX.     H.  M. 


J,  EDSON. 


j- 


:±J=1= 


— -p-f-#-p-»-y-i5)ir-i^'ti^-^-^-tgH 


EEE 


r^ 


m 


fe=EE= 


=d=d=d: 


*— •— * — ^-4— ' —  — 1-#- 


-_.__-_  r 


^ 


_He_^^_«-«--j_ 


BIBLE  HABP. 
LENOX.     Concluded. 


3G9 


il^li^ 


TT 
PLEYEL'S  HYMN.     7s. 


M 


d:i=*=tt 


I.  PLEYEL. 


0-0-ila- 


±=:*Ezf=tffc±fc£tfzt±tlfct£d 


-f+-p-r 


f^^=±^Fi 


*-Si-| 


TT      I 


370 


BIBLE  HARP. 


TOPLAX>Y.     7s,  6  lines. 

Dr.  T.  HASTINGS. 


i 


,^1 


5t-# 


-^i-ft- 


■■X 


w-p-ii. 


-^-4— gj-" 


-^-r-P-.-P'^-^-n 


• — » — • — B- 


-i?-^ 


ibdrzfzikts 


^i 


pHii 


:i3=f=fc-a;* 


-*-*-i-"^^V 


§i-^ 


i=3  d 


-b^-b^4©- 


kfeoE 


-#-1- 


1^ 


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MISSIONAEY  HYMN.     Concluded. 


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GANGES.    4.  P.  M. 

Arr.  by  S.  J.  VAIL. 


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THE  PUBE  TESTIMONY.     12  &  8. 


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THE  PURE  TESTIMONY.    Concluded. 


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HARWELL.     P.  M. 

By  Permissiou.  Dr.  L.  MASON. 
n  Animated  .      i. 


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INDEX   OF  FIRST  LINES. 


A  charge  to  keep  I  liave 45 

A  few  uiore  days  of  grief  and  woe 266 

AfflictioLis,  though  they  seem  severe 96 

A  glorious  day  is  breaking ,.   304 

Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression 76 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 94 

A  hfe  of  temperance 306 

A  little  while  longer  here  below ]  68 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 194 

Ahiiighty  love  inspire 239 

Auvdz'm^  j^race  !  how  sweet  the  sound, J 95 

Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cross 48 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die 115 

And  are  ye  sure  the  news  is  true 319 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  of  grief 174 

Ai-ise  and  shine,  O,  Zion  fair 170 

Arise  my  soul,  arise,  shake  off  thy  guilty  fears     49 

As  flies  the  shuttle  o'er  the  loom 181 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep 196 

As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass 246 

Attend  ye  saints  and  hear  me  tell 142 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 244 

Awuke  mj  heart  and  tongue  to  sing 8 

A  wake  m}^  soul  in  joyful  lays 36 

Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay 180 

Beirone  unbelief 2t)9 

Beliold  a  stranger  at  the  door 70 

Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God 11 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 16 

Behold  the  morning  sun 197 

Beside  the  gospel  pool • 259 

Bless  the  Lord,  0  my  soul,  for  the  work 55 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 82 

Born  to  be  born  again 158 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow 87 

Brethren  and  sisters,  ere  we  part 147 


390        INDEX  OF  FIKST  LINES. 

Brethren,  we  have  met  for  worship 6G 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 46 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 274 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave 136 

Children,  children,  keep  the  Lord  in  view... .  186 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 32 

Come  all  ye  true  friends  of  the  nation 313 

Come  brethren  and  sisters  that  love  my  dear  156 

Come  brothers  will  you  go  along  with  me 59 

Come  brethren  don't  grow  weary 296 

Come  children  drink  the  balmy  dew 199 

Come  good  friend  and  let  me  say 315 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove 229 

Come  humble  sinner  in  whose  breast ...  * 11 

Come  join  in  our  temperance  army 318 

Come  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue 199 

Come  my  christian  friends  and  brethren 248 

Come  my  brethren  let  us  try 38 

Come  precious  soul  and  let  us  take 177 

Come  sinner  hearthe  Gospel  word 74 

Come  sinners  to  the  Saviour 75 

Come  sinner  to  the   Gospel  feast 86 

Come  tbou  fount  of  every  blessing 31 

Come  trembling  sinner  come 78 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 200 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 275 

Come  we  that  love  the  Lord 25 

Come  weary  souls  with  sins  distressed 201 

Come  ye    disconsolate,  where'er  you  languish  275 

Come  ye  sinners   poor  and  needy 79 

Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  knov/ 255 

Daughter  of  Zion  awake  from  thy  slumbers..  202 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 22 

Dear  flock'  with  willing  feet  you've  come 153 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 16 

Did  you  ever  hear  of  the  army 314 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 202 

Don' t  you  see  my  Jesus  coming 238 

Down  from  the  willow  bough 13 

Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long 114 

Faith,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three. 203 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES.       391 

Farewell  my  dear  brethren,  the  time 267 

Farewell  to  the  cup,  we  have  tarried  too  long  320 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating 203 

Far  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  begone 104 

Forever  with  the  Lord 204 

Friends  of  Freedom  swell  the  song 230 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 205 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise 141 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith 70 

Glory  to  God  that  I  have  found 27 

God  made  the  heavens,  earth  and  hell 163 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way .... 298 

Hail  the  day  so  long  expected 171 

Hail  thou  blest  morn,  when  the  great 172 

Hark  !  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove 65 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 302 

Hark  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found 51 

Hark  !  my  soul  it  is  the  Lord 54- 

Hark'  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 206 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 207 

Hear  the  Royal  Proclamation 71 

Here  we  meet  to  part  again 207 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 293 

How  dear  to  my  heart 303 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  276 

How  happy  is  the  man  who  has  chosen 29 

How  happy  is  the  Pilgrim's  lot 39 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace 57 

How  happy,  how  glorious,  how  joyful  I  feel.    165 

How  losi  was  my  condition 209 

How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection.  164 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 141 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 302 

How  precious  is  the  name  brethren  shig 10 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 297 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 210 

How  sweet  to  retlect  on  the  joys  that  await..   105 

How  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  home 265 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 91 

Hush  my  babe,  lie  still  and  slumber 211 

I  dearly  love  a  little  child 193 


392       INDEX  OF  FIEST  LINES. 

[  have  a  father  in  the  promised  land 11.7 

t  have  started  for  Canaan,  must  I  leave  you. .  230 

I  know  tliat  my  Redeemer  lives 20 

£11  try  to  prove  faithful 47 

I  love  it,  I  love  it  and  who  shall  dare .  -• 97 

I  love  the  clear  cold  water  pledge 309 

I'm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger 157 

I'm  a  traveler  to  a  home 182 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 213 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 137 

In  early  life,  while  infant  years 27 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 235 

In  expectation  sweet 291 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands 260 

Intemperance  like  a  raging  flood 326 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 178 

I've  heard  young  converts  say 58 

I  would  not  hve  always,  I  ask  not  to  stay 213 

Jerusalem  my  glorious  home 277 

Jerusalem  my  happy  home 278 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 40 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 279 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 33 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing 141 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 271 

Jesus,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone 104 

Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 185 

,7oyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  roam 110 

Kind  friends  we  welcome  you  with  hearts..  ..  152 

Let  God  the  Father  and  the  Son 333 

Let  me  go  to  my  home,  to  my  haven  of  rest.  .  108 

Let  party  names  no  more 214 

Let  sinners  take  their  course 26 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour 241 

Let  us  pray  for  one  another 286 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 279 

Lift  up  your  heads  Immanuel's  friends 41 

Like  a  ship,  see  the  church 234 

Look  ye  saints,  the  day  is  breaking 132 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 150 


INDEX  OF  FIKST  LINES.  393 

Lord  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove 194 

Lord  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 138 

Low  down  in  the  beautiful  valley 30 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned- .  - 215 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 298 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 334 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion 109 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 215 

My  beloved  wilt  thou  own  me 21 

My  bible  leads  to  glory 9 

My  christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 148 

My  country  'tis  of  thee 307 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 231 

My  soul  be  on  thy  guard 47 

My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord 42 

My  soul's  full  of  glory  inspiring  my  tongue..  112 

Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 160 

Nearer  my  God  to  thee 263 

Never  be  afraid  to  speak  for  Jesus 71 

Now  since  I've  been  baptized 135 

No  w  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading 84 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 138 

O  breathe  a  reformation  flame 51 

O  careless  sinner,  come,  pray  now  attend....  83 

O  come  my  loving  neighbours  will  you  go.. .  187 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God ". 34 

O  for  a  heart  that  loves  to  pray 103 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 257 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love 107 

O  happy  souls  how  fast  you  go 159 

O  hearken  shmer,  we  have  cause 251 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 280 

O  how  happy  are  they 60 

O  water  for  me,  bright  water  foi  me 321 

O  Lord,  at  evening's  close,  this  night ]  39 

O  Lord,  we  bow  before  thy  throne 184 

Once  more  my  soul,  the  rishig  day 216 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand I3l 

O  no  we  cannot  sing  the  song 217 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 281 

Onward  christian,  though  the  region 217 


894       INDEX  OF  FIBST  LINES. 

Ouward,  onward,  band  victorious. 329 

Onward,  onward,  men  of  heaven 133 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above 218 

<J  there  will  be  mourning *. 230 

()  thoughtless  siun ers  think 79 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul 14 

O  thou  my  soul,  bless  Grod  the  Lord 224 

O  thou  that  driest  the  mourners  tear 90 

O  tbou  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith.......  219 

O  tell  me  where  the  dove  has  flown 175 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye  for  why  will  you  die...  88 

O  'twas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear, 220 

Our  Father,  God  who  art  in  heaven, 99 

Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave 135 

Out  on  the  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride 282 

O  we"re  a  band  of  brethren  dear 161 

O  what  ship  is  this  that  is  now  sailing  by 62 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 183 

Palms  of  glory  raiment  bright 220 

Pledge  for  the  Chieftain  immortal  in  story,  ..  317 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 333 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 99 

Pray  on  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 60 

Precious  Bible,  what  a  treasure, 8 

Questions  and  doubts  be  heard  no  more 289 

Religion  is  a  most  glorious  treasure, 25 

Remember  thy  Creator 69 

Keturu,  O  wanderer  return 92 

Pock  of  ages  cleft  for  me 283 

8alem"s  bnght  King,  Jesus  by  name, 134 

SalvatioD,  O  the  jojiful  sound 221 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 50 

Saw  ye  me  Saviour,  saw  ye  my  Saviour, .  19 

Say,  brothers,  M'ill  ye  meet  us 208 

See  in  Jordan,  John  baptizing 272 

See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain 284 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river 179 

Show  pity  Lord,  'O  Lord  forgive 95 

Snig  Ave  to  our  God  above 334 

Sinners,  can  you  scorn  the  message 192 

Sinners,  repent  and  sin  no  more 193 


INDEX  OF  FIKST  LINES.        395 

Sinners,  tum,  why  will  ye  die? 292 

Sister,  tliou  wast  mild  and  lovely 67 

Some  sing  the. praise  of  rosy  wine, 322 

Sons  of  temperance  wake... 331 

Sons  of  Zion  wake  to  glory 44 

Sound  forth  in  tuneful  numbers 301 

Stand  up  for  Jesus  all  who  lead  his  host 301 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 85 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer 264 

Sweet  is  the  worK:  my  God  my  King 221 

Sweet  land  of  rest  for  thee  I  sigh 114 

Sweet  Sunday  School  1  love  the  place 299 

Swiftly  indeed  our  moments  fly 258 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 124 

The  chariot,  the  chariot 232 

The  clarion,  the  clarion  of  freedom 328 

The  day  approacheth,  O  my  soul, 175 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 140 

The  glorious  light  of  Zion  is  spreading 67 

The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on 261 

The  Goapel  ship  is  sailing  by 64 

The  great  Redeemer  was  baptized 108 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory  Lord, 222 

The  judgment  day  is  roiling  on 123 

The  Lord  into  liis  garden  comes 53 

The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds 1 69 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 223 

The  morning  sun,  shines  from  the  East 312 

The  old  Israelites  knew  what  it  was 162 

The  pure  testimony  put  forth  in  the  Spirit-. .    167 

The  sands  of  time  are  sinking 189 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 45 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries 227 

The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell 161 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  wiih  blood, 20 

There  is  a  friend  above  all  others 225 

There  is  a  liappy  land. 300 

There  is  a  harp  whose  thrilling  sound. 225 

There  is  a  heaven  o'er  yonder  skies 107 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with   hands 185 

There  is  a  laud  of  pleasure 129 


396        INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 188 

There  is  an  hour  of  peacful  rest 289 

There  is  a  world  of  peace  and  pleasure 126 

There's  a  light  in  the  window 291 

There's  wicked  rogues  in  every  place. 323 

This  is  the  field,  the  world  below 272 

Times  wont  be  good  'tis  plain  to  see 324 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know — .     93 

'Tis  good  dear  friends  to  sign  the  pledge 310 

'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy 89 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb 23 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron. 284 

Thou  very  Paschal  Lamb 155 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 36 

Through  tribulations  deep 176 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on „ 228 

Thy  hfe  I  read  my  glorious  Lord 262 

To  day  if   you  will  hear  his  voice 285 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 333 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live 54 

To  leave  my  dear  friends 102 

Tossed  upon  life's  raging  billows J 50 

To  thee  be  praise  forever 334 

United  in  a  peaceful  band 325 

Vain  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent 288 

Watchman  tell  us  of  the  night 300 

We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus 17 

We  are  bound  for  the  land  of  the  pure 124 

We  are  waiting  by  the  river 236 

We  come  around  thy  table  Lord 1 37 

Welcom'e  dear  brethren  to  this  place 247 

We're  a  true  cold  water  "  Union  " 308 

We're  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright.     37 

We're  marching  to  a  blissful  home Ill 

We're  met  dear  friends  in  Jesus  name 246 

We're  soldiers  of  the  water  king 316 

We're  travelling  home  to  heaven  above 81 

We  speak,  we  speak  of  the  realms 125 

We've  come  to  fight  the  enemy 31 1 

We've  found  the  rock  the  travelers  cried. .   .-     23 
We  welcome  you  friends  to  our  home 155 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES.        397 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 281 

What  heavenly  music  do  I  hear 198 

What  is  it  that  steals  o'er  my  frame 129 

What's  this  that  steals 118 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet ]  00 

When  all  thy  mercies  0  my  God 144 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view ,.  257 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 127 

When  1  set  out  for  glory 61 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 290 

When  Joseph  his  brethren  beheld 252 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 35 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing J  32 

When  shall  we  all  meet  again 146 

When  shall  we  meet  again 145 

When  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 41 

When  thou  my  righteous  Judge  shall  come..   122 
When  torn  is  the  bosom  by  sorrow  and  care. .  100 

When  two  or  three  witn  sweet  accord ...  292 

Where  is  now  a  righteous  Noah 1 73 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet 25 1 

While  nature  was  sinking  in  stillness  to  rest..     17 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 151 

Whither  goest  thou  pilgrim  stranger 249 

Who  can  forbear  to  sing, 128 

Why  sleep  we  my  brethren  come  let  us  arise.     56 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 118 

With  love  and  pity  I  look  round 73 

Will  you  come  to  the  cross  I  have  died  on...     80 

Will  you  come  to  the  grove 327 

Within  these  doors  assembled  now 97 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne 333 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu 25() 

Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground, 116 

Ye  sons  and  daughters  of  the  pledge 3 1 0 

Yes  my  native  land  I  love  thee i;94 

Young  people  all  attention  give ,  2!3 

Your  harps  ye  trembling  saints .  2^»5 

Zion  awake  thy  strength  renew 2i<6 

Ziou  stauds  with  hills  surrouuded, 228 


398       INDEX  OP  TUNES. 

Biglow L.  M page  335 

Windham L.  M 336 

Forest L.  M 337 

Rockingham L.  M 338 

Uxbridg-e L.  M 339 

Vernon's  Chant L.  M. 340 

Hebron L.  M 341 

Duaue  Street L.  M 342 

The  worth  of  prayer L.  M 344 

Star  of  Bethlehem L,  M 346 

Eeliance L.  M 384 

Melody C.  M 348 

Believer C.  M 349 

Christmas...-. C.  M 350 

Mear CM 351 

Balerma C.  M 352 

OrtonviUe C.  M 353 

Northfield C.  M 354 

Coronation C.  M 355 

Salvation C.  M 381 

Land  of  Rest C.  M.  D 357 

Auld  Lang  Syne C.  M.  D 353 

Lenox H.  M 368 

Boylston S.  M 342 

Dennis .S.  M 360 

No  sorrow  there S.  M 361 

Laban S.  M ., 345 


INDDEX  OF  TUNES.  399 

Golden  HiU S.  M 347 

Shirland S.  M 362 

Bremen P.  M 364 

Martyn P.  M.  7s 37:. 

Ganges P.  M 3?;, 

Harwell P.  M 3b - 

America 6s  &4s 382 

Bethany 6s  &  7s 366 

Pleyel'sHymn 7s 369 

Nuremburg 7s 371 

Hendon 7s 374 

Eltham 7s,  Double 373 

Toplady 7s,  6  lines 370 

Webb 7s&6s 379 

Missionary  Hymn 7s  &  6s 375 

Invitation 8s,  7s  &  4s 377 

Zion 8s,  7s  &  4s 378 

Greenville 8s  &  7s.  Double 367 

Blessed  Bible 8s  &  7s.  Double 385 

Frederick lis 363 

The  Pure  Testimony.  ..12  &  8 386 


400 

In  the  Boston  Preacher's  Meeting  recently  the 

subject  being  under  discussion,  "How  can  our 
camp  meetings  be  made  more  profitable  ?  There 
was  a  strong  and  general  expression  of  disapprov- 
al of  those  sentimental  and  often  senseless  ditties 
that  iu  our  Conference  meetings  have  taken  the 
place  of  the  good  old  "  theological "  hymns  of 
Charles  Wesley.  One  brother  said  that*^  his  peo- 
ple had  sung  "  Will  you  meet  me  at  the  river,'' 
*'  Climbing  up  Zion's  hill,''  and  the  like,  till  they 
appeared  to  be  utterly  ignorant  of  the  hymns  in 
the  Metbodist  collection,  and  when  he  struck  up 
one  of  them  he  had  to  sing  it  alone.  We  have 
long  been  satisfied  that  the  church  has  suffered  im- 
mensely by  the  substitution  of  the  jujune  stuff, 
both  music  and  poetry,  of  the  numerous  musical 
treatises  for  social  worship,  which,  like  the  frogs 
of  Egypt,  have  come  up  all  over  the  land  for  the 
rich  spiritual  hymns  of  Charles  Wesley,  full  of 
gospel  truth  and  gospel  power,  which  our  fathers 
used  to  sing  in  the  deep  and  noble  melodies  of  a 
former  generation  into  the  hearts  and  consciences 
of  awakened  sinners  till  their  chains  fell  off,  and 
they  leaped  into  the  liberty  of  the  kingdom  of 
God.  Zion's  Herald, 


This  Methodist  utterance  suits  us.  We  depre- 
cate the  piety  that  would  substitute  the  light,  friv- 
olous songs  of  children  for  the  solid  old  hymns 
which  have  inspired  the  church  for  ages.  Let  us 
have  singing  worthy  of  Christ's  kingdom,  and  the 
great  cause  we  advocate  among  men.  Giugle  is 
not  always  music,  and  variety  is  not  always  reli- 
gion. 

Christimi  Era, 


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