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FROM   THE   LIBRARY  OF 

REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

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SPECIALLY  PREPARED  FOR  USE  IN 

PRAYER  AND   EVANGELISTIC  MEETINGS, 

CHURCH    SERVICES, 

SUNDAY  SCHOOLS, 

MISSIONARY 

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PREFACE. 


lEVOTIONAL  SONGS  has  been  compiled  to  meet  the 
demand  for  a  book  of  praise  suited  to  the  needs  of  all 
departments  of  church  work  where  good,  enthusiastic 
singing  is  most  desired. 

In  it,  the  Prayer  and  Devotional  Meetings,  Evangelistic  and  Gospel 
Services,  Home  and  Missionary  Gatherings,  Sunday  Schools — have  all 
been  fully,  and  with  equal  care,  provided  for. 

DEVOTIONAL  SONGS  contains  an  unusual  variety  of 
hymns,  among  which  are  many  of  those  most  useful  and  popular 
songs  which  have  long  been  endeared  to  the  Christian  heart  and 
many  new  songs  which  will  also  undoubtedly  soon  sing  themselves 
into  the  hearts  of  all  who  use  them. 

The  latest  and  best  songs  by  nearly  all  the  noted  composers 
in  the  country  have  been  included,  in  addition  to  the  latest  and  best 
compositions  of  the  compilers  who  are  also  well  known  and  distin- 
guished for  their  musical  ability  and  who  have  written  much  of  the 
most  popular  music  used  in  the  Church  today.  These  new  songs, 
of  which  there  is  such  a  large  proportion,  are  of  the  choicest  character. 
Great  care  has  been  taken  to  have  the  hymns  not  only  poetical 
but  scriptural  while  the  tunes  themselves  are  perfectly  suited  to  the 
sentiment  of  the  words,  besides  being  graceful  in  melody,  rich  in  har- 
mony, and  of  sterling  merit.  This  combination,  even  were  the  best  of 
the  old  hymns  not  included,  should  make  this  book,  the  most  superior 
collection  ever  published  for  the  purpose  for  which  it  is  intended. 

With  these  few  words  of  explanation,  Devotional  Songs  is  sent 
forth  with  the  fullest  confidence  that  it  will  fulfill  every  requirement 
— satisfy,  enthuse  and  delight  those  who  use  it  and  prove  a  help  and 
blessing  to  all  in  the  service  of  song. 

THE  PUBLISHERS. 


NOTICE. 

All  of  the  new  pieces  in  this  Collection,  both  words  and  music,  are  copyright  in  the  United 
States,  Great  Britain  and  Provinces,  under  the  provisions  of  the  International  Copyright  Law, 
and  must  not  be  reprinted  or  published  for  any  purpose  whatever,  without  the  written  permission 
of  the  owners  thereof.  THE  BIGLOW  &  MAIN  CO.,  Publishers. 


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Give  Yourself  to  Jesus. 


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No.  9. 


Mrs.  L.  Shorey. 


My  Lord  and  I. 

(I  HAVE  A  FRIEND  SO  PRECIOUS.) 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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2.  Sometimes  I'm  faint   and  wea  -  ry, 

3.  I    tell     Him     all      my   sor-rows, 

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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Hold  my  hand,  dear  Saviour,  Foes  my  path  surround;  In  the  hour  of  tri  -  al, 

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No.  17. 


Under  His  Wings. 


(Solo  oe  Duet.) 


Rev.  W.O.  Cushinq. 


Ira  D.  Sankey. 


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No.  18. 


Never  Give  Up. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby, 


I.  Allan  Sankey, 


1.  Nev  -  er     be  sad    or    despond  -  ing   If       thou  hast  faith  to    be-  lieve; 

2.  What  if    thy  burdens  op-press  thee;  What tho'  thy  life  may  be     drear; 

3.  Nev  -  er     be  sad    or    despond  -  ing,  There  is      a  mor-row  for     thee; 


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Look   on     the  side  that  is  bright-est,    Pray  and  thy  path  will  be     clear. 

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And.tho'  dis  -  tant,how    we  hail      it!    How  each  heart  with  rap-  ture  thrills! 
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No,  Not  One! 


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There's  not  an  hour  that  He   is     not  near  us, 
Did        ev  -  er  saint  find  this  friend  forsake  him? 
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No     night  so  dark  but  His  love  can  cheer  us, 
Or       sin-  ner  find  that  He  would  not  take  him  ? 
Will   He    re-fuse   us      a   home  in  heav-en? 


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No-  21.    More  and  More  I  Need  Thee, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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No.  23. 


Patiently  Pleading, 


James  Rowe. 

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Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Moments  arespeeding,  Still  He   is  plead-ing;   Much  He  has  suf-fered  thy 

3.  Je  -  sus    is  pleading,    Ten-der-ly  plead-ing;   Sin  -  ner,  no  long-  er  re  - 


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I  Shall  Be  Like  Him. 


W.  A.  S. 


W.  A.  Spencer,  D.D. 


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Grace  J.  Frances. 
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Hubert  P.  Main. 


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2.  I    would  make   a    full  sur  -  ren-  der,  Of    my    all,       to  Thy  con  -  trol ; 

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From  the  power  of  sin     de-fend   me  ;  Be  Thou  still     my  wel- come  guest. 

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Just  One  Touch. 


Birdie  Bell. 

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J.  Howard  Entwisle. 


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Thou  might' st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  Thy  mercy  fall  on  me — 
Even  me,  etc. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour ! 

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I  am  longing  for  Thy  favor; 

Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,  O  call  me— 
Even  me,  etc. 


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"Witnesser,  of  Jesus'  merit, 

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Even  me,  etc. 

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Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless; 
Magnify  them  all  in  me. — 
Even  me,  etc. 


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No.  30.         The  Door  of  Hope. 


Flora  Kirkland. 


Hubert  P.  Maim. 


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2.  If_       the    clouds  of  doubt  be-set     thee,Bright  thy  "Morning Star"  will  shine, 

3.  When  the   hosts  of    sin    assail   thee,He,  thy  *  "'Door  of  Hope"  will  be, 


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"When  temp-ta  -  tion's  darts  pursue  thee,    He  thy  fainting  soul  will  shield, 

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No.  32.    The  Missionary  Triumph 


Rev.  Dwight  Spencer. 


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Jesus  is  Mine. 


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Heart  Queries. 


W.  Kitching,  am. 


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2.  Is    your  heart  at   leis  -  ure  ev  -  er 

3.  Is    your  mot- to ''Ev  -  er    On- ward, ' 

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Do      you  read  with  joy    His  mes  -sage  from  the  Scripture's sa-  cred  page  ? 
Are     you  look-ing    un  -   to     Je  -  sus      till  the    vie  -  to  -  ry     is    won? 
And  your  hearts  have  not  condemned  you, when  you  look  to- ward  His  throne, 


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Have  you  made  the   full    sur-ren-der       of  the  life  that    He    has  blest, 
Does  the    joy     of    His    sal  -  va  -  tion  cause  your  trusting  heart  to    sing — 
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"I   have  rich-es       to      in- her -it,  from  my      Fa- ther,  Sav-iour,  King?  " 
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Over  and  Over. 


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2.  O  -  ver  and  o  -   ver  I've  heard  ray  Saviour's  voice.  O  -  ver  and   o-  ver 

3.  O  -  ver  and  o  -    ver  I'll  sing  this  glorious  song,        O  -  ver  and   o-  ver 


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In  boundless  waves  that  cleanse  from  sin.  I  doubted  their  sav-ing   pow'r. 
Look  up    in   feith  and  fol- low  me;"  I  answered, "I'll  prove  theirpow'r." 

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No.  37.      The  Land  of  Welcomes. 


Mrs.  Annie  S.  Hawks. 


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The  rocks  and  storms  be  -  hind  me,  The  way  can-  not  be  lost. 
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No.  38.    Seek  Ye  First  the  Kingdom 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


1.  Seek  ye  first  the  king- dom;  Xot  the  things  of  earth,       Price-less  are  the 

2.  Seek  ye  first  the  king  -dom;  Ev  -  er-last-  ing  love  Woos  you  to  the 

3.  Seek  ye  first  the  king -dom;  Seek  the  "  Gift  of  God ;  "     'Tis  the  Saviour's 


treas-ures  Of  im-mor-tal  worth.  Like  a  flit-ting  shad  -  ow,  Time  will 
bless- ings  From  the  land  a- bove.  Par  -  don  and  re  -  new  -  al.  Kighteous- 
of    -    fer,   Purchased  by  His  blood.       Seek  ye  first  His  glo  -     ry;  Be        it 


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Grace  for  ev  - 'ry  tri  -  al,  Joys  that  nev-er  cease. 
Him  to  serve  and  hou  -  or,    Trust-ing  in  His  name. 


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2.  Come  and  eon  -  se  -  crate   us    now,  Seal       us     ev  -     er     Thine ; 

3.  Trust-ing    as        a       lit  -  tie   child  Help      us,  Lord,  to      be, 

4.  Deep  -  er  love,  yes,  deep  -  er     love,  This      our   con  -  stant  plea  ; 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


There  is  Peace, 


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1.  Thro'  the  sac   -  ri  -  fice  of  Je   -  sus    the  Lamb,  (the  Lamb,)  Thro'  His 

2.  Thro'  the  sac  -  ri  -  fice  of  Je   -  sus    the  Lamb,  (the  Lamb,)  Thro' the 

3.  Thro'  the  sac  -  ri  -  fice  of  Je    -  sus    the  Lamb,  (the  Lamb,)  Uh  -   to 

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all        who    re -pent   and     be  -  lieve,  (be-  lieve,)  What  a  corn-fort    in     the 

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I  Will  Go 


M#  RTHA    J.    L4NKTON. 


Wv.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Tho'       I    long  have  tried  in    vain,    Tried    to  break  the  tempter's  chain, 

3.  I      am  lost,   and    yet      I    know    Earth  can  nev  -  er  heal  my   woe; 

4.  Something whis-pers    in     my    soul,     Tho*    my  sins    like  mountains  roll, 

5.  I        o  -  bey     the  Saviour's  call.     Xow     to   Him     I  yield  my     all, 

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No.  42, 


I  Must  Tell  Jesus, 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


I  must  tell  Je  -  sus 
I  must  tell  Je  -  sua 
Tempted  and  tried  I 
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If    I     but    ask     Him,  He  will  de  -  liv  -  er, 
I  must  tell    Je  -  sus,      I  must  tell    Je  -  sus; 
I  must  tell    Je  -  sus,     and  He  will  help  me 


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No.  43.    Wilt  Thou  be  Made  Whole? 


W.  J.  K. 


WM.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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1.  Hear  the  footsteps  of  Je-sus,    He  is  now  passing  by,  Bearing  halm  for  the 

2.  'Tis    the  voice  of  that  Saviour,  Whose  mer-ci  -  ful  call  Free-  ly  of  -  fers  sal- 

3.  Are  you  halting  and  struggling,  O'erpo  w'red  by  your  sin,  While  the  waters  are 

4.  Bless-ed  Sav-iour,as  -  sist  us    To     rest  on  Thy  word;  Let  the  soul-healing 


wounded,  Healing  all  who  ap  -  ply; 
va  -  tion  To  one  and  to  all; 
troub-led,  Can  you  not  en  -  ter     in? 


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He  is  now  beck'ning  to  him  Each 
Lo!  the  Sav-iour  stands  waiting  To 


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sin  -  taint-ed  soul,  And  lo  v  -  ing  -ly  ask-ing, ' '  Wilt  thou  be  made  whole  ? ' ' 
strengthen  your  soul,  He  is  ear-nest-ly  pleading,  "Wilt  thou  be  made  whole?" 
per-  feet  con  -  trol,  Say  to  each  trusting  spirit,  "Thy  faith  makes  thee  whole." 


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He's  the  One. 


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2.  Is    there    an  -  y  -  one  can  help  us  when  the  load     is  hard    to  bear, 

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No.  45, 


Thine  Alone. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  Sav  -  iour,  we  pray  Thee,  from      a  -  bove,       Speak  thro'  Thy  Spir  -   it 

2.  Still       to     be  like  Thee,  we        as   -  pi  re,       Still       to      be  -  hold  Thee, 

3.  Guard  and  pro-tect      us,     day      by       day,       All       that     is       sin  -    ful 


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May    our     de  -  to  -  tion     joy  -  ful  rise, 

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No.  46. 


O  What  a  Message. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


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2.  Glad-  ly  the  message   of    life      I  hear, 

3.  0     what   a    message   of    joy  and  peace, 


Je-  sus,  my  Lord  and  King: 
Je-  sus,  my  Lord  and  King: 
Je-  sus,  my  Lord  and   King: 


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Sav-iour  and      King;      Thou   art  my  Shepherd  and      I      am  Thy  sheep, 
Sav-iour  and      King;      Beau  -  ti  -  ful    pas-tures    so     ver-dant  and  fair, 


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nev  -  er    Thy   love  re-  pay,    Je    -      sus,  my  Hope,    my  Way 

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No.  47, 


Deeper  Yet. 


Rev.  Johnson  Oatman,  Jr. 


WM,  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 

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1.  In    the  blood  from  the  cross   I   have  been  wash'  d  from  sin;   But 

2.  Day     by  day,   hour  by  hour    Blessings  are  sent  to     me;       But 

3.  Near   to  Christ    I  would  live,  Fol-  low-ing  Him  each  day;      What 

4.  Now  I  have  peace,sweet  peace,  While  in  this  world  of    sin;       But 


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I'll  not  cease    Till    I     am  pure  within. 

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Ten  -  der,for-giv-  ing  and  watchful,  On    -    ly   Thy  glo  -  ry     to      seek. 
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Counting  each  tri  -  al      a  bless-  ing,  Trust- ing  what-ev  -  er      be  -  fall, 


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Je  -  sus  my  bless-ed  Re-deem -er, 
This    is    my  earn-  est  en-deav  -  or, 


I      shall    be   safe     in  Thy  care. 

This    is     the  pray 'r  of    my  heart. 

Je  -  sus    my  Ref  -  uge,  my  All. 

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More  Holy  Would  I  Be.— Concluded 


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No.  49.    Soft  the  Bells  are  Ringing. 


Eliza  M.  Sherman. 


Geo.  C.  Stebbins. 


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3.  Love's   re-deem- ing  work    is      tin- ished,  Fought  the  light,  the    vie-  t'ry  won; 

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Glo  -    ry,  glo  -  ry       in      the  high  -  est  To         the    Fa  -  ther  and     the  Son. 


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No.  50. 


Never  Alone, 


C.  F.  O. 


J.  C.  H.  and  V.A.White. 


Duet  and  Chorus. 


1.   Lone-ly?  no,  not  lone-ly  While  Je-sus standeth  by; 


His  pres-ence  al  -  ways 


2.  Wea  -ry?no,  not  wea-ry,  While  leaning  on  His  breast;  My  soul  hath  full  en  - 

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O  Be  Watchful, 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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L   Hast  thou  trimm'dthy  lamp,  my  brother,     Is       it  burn  -  ing  clear  and  bright? 

2.  Is  it   shin  -  ing   in    the  darkness     Where  the  wea-ry  wand-' rers  roam? 

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Will  its  rays,  their  steps   il-lum-ing,  Help   to  guide  them  safely  home? 

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No.  52. 


May  Maurice. 


O  Beautiful  Land. 


WM.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 
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1.  O  beau-ti-fnl  land,  -where the  weary shall  rest !    O  glo-rious  a-  bode, 

2.  O   man-sions  of  light,  where  no  clouds  in-ter-vene!    O  pas-turesof  love, 

3.  O  wide  spreading  trees,  with; your  soft,  cooling  shade!  O  rich- la-den  fields, 

4.  O    glo  -  ri  -  tied  throng  at  Im-nian  -  u-  el's  feet!     O  rap- tur- ous  song 


hap-py  home  of  the  blest!  O  Sav-iour  of  souls!  let  me  there  be  The  guest, 

with  your  verdure  so  green!  O  riv-ers  of  joy.  Mowing  round  the  bright. scene, 

in  your  beau  -  ty  ar-rayed!  O  rare-seen  t-ed  iiow'rs.  blooming  never  to  fade! 

that  His  prais-  es   re  -  peat!  O  won-der-ful  love!  all  in  Christ  made  complete, 
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How  sweet  it  must  be  to  be  there. 

How  sweet  it  must  be  to  be  there. 

How  sweet  it  must  be  to  be  there. 


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No.  53.    Weary  Heart,  O  Come  to  Me. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 

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Hubert  P. 

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No.  54.       On  the  Watch  Tower, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

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W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  On    the  watch  tow' r  thou  who  standeth,  With    a  firm    and  measured  tread, 

2.  From  the  tower  O  watch-man  tell  me  What  the  mes-  sage  from  the  Lord, 

3.  From  the  tower  O  watch-man  tell  me  What  thou  seest       from  a  -  far, 
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And  the  tri  -umph  of  His  word  ? 
On  -  ward  marching  to     the  war  ? 


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I     must  note  his      ev  -   'ry  movement,  I    must  watch  a  -  gainst  his  power. 

Show  the  people    their  transgressions,    Lest  they  per -ish,  lest  they    die. 

Vic-t'ry!  vic-t'ry!    we  shall  con-quer     Thro'  the  con-  quest  of   our  King. 

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Well  Done, 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 

Moderate. 


Mrs.  J.  G.  Wilson. 


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Brok-  en  hearts  that  we    may  bind. 
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Hark!  There  Comes  a  Whisper. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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W.  H.  Doane. 


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3.  Wouldst  thou  find  a     ref  -  uge    For    thy  soul  oppressed  ?Je   -   sus  kind  -  ly 

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No.  58.    The  Grand  Old  Story  of  Salvation 


E.  E.  Hewitt 


Wm.  J.    KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  His    hand  can  lift  the  fallen  and  His  blood  can  make  them  white, The  grand  old 

3.  We'llsing    it    in   the  bat  -  tie, and    its  notesshall  victTy  be,    Thegrandold 

4.  The      an -gels  look  with  wonder,  yet  their  harps  can  never  tell,  The  grand  old 


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Ida  L.  Reed. 


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2.  With  emp  -  ty  hands  I  come,  No     gifts     I 

3.  Cold      is     the  world  to    me,  And  dark,  dear 

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mer-  cy  free,     Thy  Ho-  ly  word,     On  which  to  lean  and  rest.  When  wea-  ry 
love  doth  flow,  So    full  and  free;     That  ev- ery  sor-row  dies.  And     wea- ry 
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and     oppressed,  O       Friend   of      all      the     best.  To      Thee    I      come, 
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Mrs.  C.  H.  MORRI8. 


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4.  If  friends,  once  trusted,  have  pro v-en     un-true,  Let  Je  -  sus  come 

5.  If    you  would  join  the  glad  songs  of  the  blest,  Let  Je  -  sus  come 
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Fountains  for  cleansing  are  flow-ing  near  by, 
If  there's  a  void  this  world  nev  -  er  can  fill, 
Find  what  a  Friend  He  will  be  un  -  to  you, 
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Grace  J.  Frances. 


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Ida  Scott  Taylor. 

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W.  H.  Doane. 


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in, That      is    tuned by  Christthe  Lord.  (Christ  the  Lord.) 

Thee, Thro'  the  bright e-ter- naldays!  (e-ter  -  nal  days.) 

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No.  63. 


In  His  Harvest, 


s.  c. 


Robert  Lowry.  D.  D. 


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1.  The     fields   are     all     white,    And  the  reap-  ers    are        few;     We 

2.  Our     hands  are      so      small,    And  our  works  are    so        weak,    "We 

3.  We'll  give  Him  our    pray'rs,  And  our  off' rings   we'll   bring;   We'll 

4.  Then  when   the   days     come    That  will  greet    us     at      length,   We, 


chil-dren   are  willing,    But  what    can     we     do        To  work  for  our 

can- not  teach  oth-ers;    How  then  shall    we   seek      To  work   for  our 

make  self- de  -  ni-als — The  least      lit  -tie  thing — To  work  for  our 

too,  may     be  reap-ers,    And  go     forth    in  strength,  To  work  for  our 


Lord    in   His     har  -  vest  ?   To     work  for  our  Lord  in    His      har  -  vest  ? 


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OOPYRIOHT,   1*08,    BY   MARY  RUNYON   LOWRY. 


No.  64. 


O  It  is  Wonderful! 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 

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3.  O  it  is  won-der- ful !  keep  -  ing  and    hid-ing   me  From      e  -  vil 

4.  O  it  is  won-der  -  ful !  still     He    is      lead-ing   me     In      the  green 

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rich  -  ly  pro-  vid  -  ing    me,  Bid -ding  me    cast   up  -  on     Him  ev-ery  care, 

bund- ant- ly  feed- ing   me,  Lead-ing  me     on     to    His     glo  -  ry    a-bove. 


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Copyright,  1902,  by  Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 


No.  65.     Once  Again,  Before  Thy  Throne. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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2.  Thro' the  cross  where  Thou  hast  died,   Lift    our  souls  this  world   a  -  bove; 

3.  Then,  at     last,  when  time  shall  cease,     When  on  earth  no  more  we  roam, — 


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For  Thy  grace  and  mer-  cy  shown,  For  the  joy  that  crowns  our  days. 
May  we  still  for  ref-  uge  hide,  In  Thy  all-  re-deem-ing  love. 
At      the  gate     of       rest  and  peace,   May    we  hear  Thy  '" Welcome  home." 


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Copyright,  1903,  by  The  Biglow  &  Main  Co. 


No.  66.      Because  He  Loves  Me  So, 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


(Duet  and  Quartet  ob  Chorus.) 


Mrs.  Fannie  L.  Simpson. 


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1.  I     see  the  nail-pierced  hands  of  Christ,  I  hear  His  cry  of     woe, 

2.  I     see  Him  in      Geth  -  sem  -  a  -  ne,         In  sor-  row  bend    -  ing    low, 

3.  He  wears  the  cru  -  el  crown  of  thorns,     To  death  my  Lord  doth    go, 

4.  O  won-der-ful       the  debt  of   love,       To  mv  dear  Lord  I       owe, 
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this  bit -ter  pain,  Because  He  loves  me  so. 

His  ho  -  ly    brow,  Be-cause  He  loves  me  so. 

Himself  for    me,  Be-cause  He  loves  me  so. 

to   ran-som  me,  Be  cause  He  loves  me  so. 


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Copyright,  1903,  by  Wm.  J.  Kirkpatric*. 


No.  67.    Keep  On  the  Sunny  Side  of  Life, 


Ada  Blenkhorn. 


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2.  Tho'     the  storm    in    its    fu  -  ry  breaks  to  -  day,   Crushing  hopes  that  we 

3.  Let        us     greet  with  a   song  of  hope  each  day,  Tho'  the   mo  -  ments  be 

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No.  68.    Let  the  Blessed  Saviour  In. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Ira  D.  Sankey. 


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wound-ed  hands;  (His  wounded  hands;) Grieve  His  patient  love  no  more,  (His  love  no  more,) 

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Copyright,  1902,  by  The  Biglow  4  main  Co. 


No.  69. 


I  Want  to  Go  There. 


H,   L. 


Harry  Loper. 


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fleet  -  ing  and  few,     "Where  lov'  d  ones  have  gather'd  no  death  ever  comes; — 

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No.  70.    Only  a  Few  Short  Years. 


E.  P.  C. 


Ethel  P.  Crippen. 


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a    few  short  years      of    heart  ache  and  long-  ing, 

a    few  short  years,  then    waste  not  one    mo-  ment, 

a    few  short  vears,    tho'   pain    oft  o'er-  take    us, 

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Sav-  iour  will  gen  -  tly  lead    us  Where  we'll  find  all  our  heart' s  de- sire, 

du  -   ty,    tho' great  or  hum- ble,       In      a    spir  -  it  of  tend' rest  love, 

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HORATIUS    BONAR,    D.  D. 


W.  H.   DOANE. 


1.  O  Light  of  light,shine  inl  Cast    out    thisnightof  sin;  Cre  -  ate    true 

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4.  O  Love  of  love, flow    in!   This  hate  -  ful  root   of  sin;  Pluck  up,     de - 

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A  Starless  Crown 


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2.  The  gains  of  earth  are  all  but  loss, — E-  ter-  nal  joys   are    all   for     me 

3.  For-  bid    it,  Lord  that   I  should  be  Con-tent  to    live   for   self    a  -  lone. 
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When  I      by   faith  up- lift  the  cross  And  lead  one  soul,  dear  Lord,  to    Thee. 

Oh, may  some  soul    I    win  for  Thee    A-dorn  my  crown  when  life    is     done. 


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No.  74.  The  Dearest  Name  of  All  is  Jesus. 


John  R.  Clements,  arr. 


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No.  76.      Just  a  Word  With  Jesus, 


Mrs.  C.  H.  M. 

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No.  78.  The  Comforter  has  Come! 


Rev.  Frank  Bottome. 


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No.  79.        There's  Work  to  Do. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


I.  Allan  Sankey. 


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Annie  L.  James. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


Gently. 


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Pass  it  On 


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No.  88. 


The  Blessed  Rock. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


1.  'Mid    the    wild  and  fear-ful     blast, 

2.  "Wrecked  by  si  a    and  tempest   tossed, 

3.  Rock,  that  hides   my  trembling  soul 

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C.  F.  Butler. 


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2.  Once  heav-en  seemed  a      far-off  place, Till  Je  -  sus  show'd  His  smiling  face; 

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No.  92.        Above  the  Bright  Blue. 


C.  E.  P.  Alt. 


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No.  93. 


No  Night  There. 


John  R.  Clements. 


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No.  94.     Is  Thy  Heart  Right  With  God  ? 


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1.  Have  thy  af-fections  been  nailed  to  the  cross  ?  Is  thy  heart  right  with  God  ? 

2.  Hast  thou  do-min-ion  o'er  self  and  o'er  sin  ?    Is  thy  heart  right  with  God? 

3.  Is  there  no  more  con-dem-na-tion  for  sin  ?     Is  thy  heart  right  with  God? 

4.  Are  all  thy  pow'rs  under  Je-sus'  con-trol?     Is  thy  heart  right  with  God  ? 

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Does  He  each  mo-ment  a-bide  in  thy  soul  ?  Is  thy  heart  right  with  God  ? 
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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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No.  97. 


The  Christian  Race. 


Grace.  J  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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Have  reached  the  goal  for  which  they  sought,  And  won  their  crowns  of  love. 
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2.  Where     is  my  soul-con-dem-nation  now  gone?  Where  is  my  guilt  to  -  day  ? 

3.  Where  are  the  darkness,  the  doubts  and  the  fears,  Since  Ihavelearn'd  to  pray? 

4.  Where     is  the  dread  of  the     fu- ture  unknown,  Dread  of  the  judgment-day  ? 

5.  Where     is  the  proneness  to  wan-der  from  God,  And  to  for -get     to     pray? 


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heart  of  the  Lord;  All  tak -en 

ev  -  er  has  gone;  All  tak  -  en 

Je  -  sus  my  Lord;  All  tak  -  en 


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Hiding  in  Thee. 


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Thou  blest  "Rock  of  A-ges, "  I'm  hid-ing  in  Thee. 
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When  the  dark  bil-lows  roll,  And  my  heart  sings  for  joy,  "God  is  love!" 
When  to    rapt-ure     I  wake,  And  in     glo  -  rv  with  Him    I     shall    be! 

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(LAST  HOPE.    7s.) 


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2.  Ho  -  ly  Ghost,  with  pow'  r  di-vine,  Cleanse  this  guilt-  y    heart  of  mine 

3.  Ho  -  ly  Ghost,  with  joy     di-vine,  Cheer  this  sadden' d  heart  of  mine 

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Bid      my     ma  -  ny  woes     de  -  part,     Heal    my  wounded,  bleed- ing  heart. 
Cast  down  ev  -  ery     i    -    dol  throne,  Keign  supreme — and  reign  a  -  lone. 

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This  I  Know, 


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can  -  not    tell  you  how  His     won  -  drous  touch  Should  sight  and 
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3.  So       I  must  hasten     forward, —  Thank  God,  the  end  will  come.  This  land  of 

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patience  and  in  faith:  And  them  I  fain  would  follow,  Like  them  in  life  and  death, 
ru  -  sa  -  lem  a-bove,    The  ev  -  er-last-ing  cit  -  y,    The  land  of  light  and  love, 
all  my  wand'rings  cease,  Call  from  the  wayside  lodging  To  Thy  sweet  home  of  peace. 


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Peace  with  God 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  I  have  peace  with  God. sweet  peace  at  last.  The  dreary  night  of  sin  is  past ; 

2.  I  have  peace  with  God  no  words  can  tell,  My  Saviour  whispers  all  is  well, 

3.  From  the  love  of  Christ  that  tills  my  heart.  Not  even  death  itself  can  part ; 

4.  With  my  an-chor  firm  no  storms  I  fear,   My  haven  and  my  home  are  near  ; 


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Aud  this  my  song,  my  glad    acclaim:  "Obless-ed  he  His   ho  -  ly  name!' 
He  keeps  me  now.  and  hour  by  hour  "Will  keep  rue  thro' His  woa-drons  pow'r. 
Be  -yond  the  clouds  the  place  I     see     That  Je-sus  has  prepared,  for  me. 


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No.  106. 

Flora  Kirkland. 


Countless  Mercies, 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  Are  you  heav-y  -  la -den  and  vrith  sorrow  tried?  Stop  and  look  to  Je-sns, 

2.  Think  of  hidden  dangers  He  hath  bro't  you  thro' ;  Think  of  all  the  burdens 

3.  Does  your  pathway  darken  'neath  a  cloud  of  fear?  Count  your  many  mercies; 

4.  As  He  looks  from  heaven  now  on  you  and   me,    Don't  you  know  he  chooseth 


Help-  er.  Friend  and  Guide 
He    hath  borne  for    you; 
dry  each  bit-  ter     tear, 
what  each  day  shall    be? 


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Count  His  words  of  comfort  in  your  deepest  need  ; 
E  -  yen  'mid  the  shadows  trust  Him  without  fear; 
Trust  His  loving  wisdom,  tho'  the  hot  tears  start, 


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Count  the  times  when  Jesus  proved  a  Friend  indeed. 
'  'Home  will  be  the  sweeter  for  the  dark  down  here. ' ' 
Give   to  Him  the   in- cense  of    a   grate-ful  heart. 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrwk. 


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3.  With  num-ber-lessbless-iugs  each  moment  He  crowns,  And  nll'd  with  His 

4.  When  clothed  in  His  brightness  traus-port-ed  I    rise         To  meet  Him  in 

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ful  -  ness  di  -  vine,  I       sing     in    my   rap-ture,  O,     glo  -  ry   to    God 

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For  such  a  Re-deem-er  as  mine. 
I'll  shout  with  the  millions  on  high. 


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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Wm.  J.    KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Loy-al-ty   to    the  Mas-ter;  letting  Him  lead  the  way;  Glo-ri-ous   is    His 

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conquering  as    we  go,  Vic-to-ry  He   has  promised  o-ver  the  deadly  foe. 

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No.  109.    I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour, 


Mrs.  Annie  S.  Hawks. 


Robert  Lowby,  D.  D. 


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No.  110.  Where  Two  or  Three  are  Gathered. 


Nellie  A.  Montgomery. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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2.  When,  wea-ried    in    life's  bat  -  ties,     Our  hearts  cry    out    for     Thee, 

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Then  comes  the  blest  as  -  sur  -  ance     That  speaks  Thy  lov  -  ing   care: 
'Tis  then  these  words  are   spo  -  ken,     As     low     we     bend     in    prayer: 

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3.  How  si  -  lent  -  ly,  how   si  -  lent-ly      The  won-drous  gift  is     giv'n ! 

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So     God    im  -  parts  to    hu  -  man  hearts  The  bless-ings   of  His  heav'n. 

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When  I  Get  Home, 


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Near  the  Cross. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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Near  the  cross    I'll  watch  and  wait, 

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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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Who  will  fol-low  Je-sus?  When  the  tempter  charms.  Fleeing,  then,  forsafe-ty 
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No.  115.    There'll  Be  No  Dark  Valley, 


Rev.  W.  O.  Cushinq. 


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He  is  with  you  ev-er  nigh,  And  He'll  keep  the  joybells  ringing  in  your  heart. 
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Man  the  Life-Boat! 


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2.  Man  the  life-boat!  Man  the  life-boat!  Fog  and  night  and  era  -  el   sea, 

3.  Man  the  life-boat!  Man  the  life-boat!  Cour-age,  fel  -  low  men!  'tis  He, 

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Guiding  us      to    your  de- liv -'ranee,  Once  that  trod  the  Gal  -    i  -   lee! 
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Lo,  the  Church  that  car rieth  Je  -  sus,  Not  death's  flood  gates  shall  o'erwhelm; 
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Scourging  storms  but  urge  us  shoreward,  Life  and  love  are  at  the  helm! 
Till  the  souls   in    mor  -  tal  dan  -  ger,    Find  thro'  Thee  the  sol  -  id  land. 


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John  E.  Gould. 


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2.  God  calling  yet!-and  shall  He  knock,  And  I  my  heart  the  clos  -  er    lock? 

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1.  Ail      o  -  pen   Bi  -  ble  for  the  world  !  May  this  our  glorious  mot-to    be ! 

2.  Where'er  it   goes  its  golden  light,     Streaming  as  from  an  unveiled  sun, 

3.  It  shows  to  men  the  Father's  face,     All    ra-diant  with  for  giv-ing  love  ; 

4.  It     tells   of    Je-  sus  and  His  death,  Of   life    procured  for  dy-  ing  men  ; 

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And  to  the  lost  of  Adam's  race  Proclaims  sweet  mercy  from  a  -  bove. 
And  to  each  soul  of  humble  faith,  It  son-ship  gives  with  God  a -gain. 
To  all  who  faint, it  strength  imparts;  And  gilds  with  hope  th'  eternal  years. 


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O  Look  and  Live. 


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No.  122.    There  Is  Pardon  at  the  Cross, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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In  the  Hour  of  Trial, 


James  Montgomery. 


(PENITENCE. 


Spencer  Lane. 


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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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No.  125.     There  is  No  Dearer  Friend 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffmak 

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No.  129.      We  Will  Follow  Thee, 


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I'll  Live  for  Thee. 


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No.  132.    The  Hour  We  Spend  with  Jesus. 


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O       wondrous  love,   O    sa-credhour!  The  clouds  of  sin   no   Ion  -  ger  low'r; 


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3.  Close,  close  to  Thy  cross,    O  Christ!  My  tempt-ed  soul  would  stand; 

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No      foe  can  harm,  no  work  o'er-task.  While  under  Thy  kind  hand! 
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Christ,  My  All. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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1.  I    would    ev  -   er     fol  -  low  Thee,  Christ,  my    all;    Christ,  my 

2.  In  Thy   word     is     my     de  -  light,  Christ,  my    all;    Christ,  my 

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'Tis  my  com -fort  day  and  night,  Christ,  my  all;  Christ,  my  all 
Help     me     now     to    live   for   Thee,    Christ,  my     all;     Christ,  my   all 


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fly  -   ing    fast     a  -  way, 

And    Thy  gift      of  grace  re  -  ceive; 
Tho'     the   way      I     may  not    know; 
Soon   will  close  life's  fleet-ing     day; 

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Thou  the  path  of  peace  wilt  show,  Christ,  my  all;  Christ,  my  all. 
Let    me      la  -  bor  while    I      may,      Christ,  my  all;     Christ,  my     all. 


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No.  137.    Jesus  Has  Promised  Me, 


W.  H.  DOANE. 
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2.  Je  -  sus  has  promised  me  a    crown  of   gold,       When  by  and    by       I 

3.  Je  -  sus  has  promised  me  a     robe    of  white      Washed \n  the  blood  that 

4.  Je  -  sus  has  promised  me  e  -  ter  -  nal  life         There  in  the  Home-land 

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join  the  ransomed  throng;  Then  shall  I  taste  the  jovs  of  heav'n  un  -  told' 
flow'd  on  Cal  -  va  -  ry;  O  I  shall  praise  Him  in  that  world  of  light! 
on  the  gold  -  en    shore,    I      shall  be  done  with  all    the  pain  and  strife 


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A  Home  in  the  Skies 


Fanny  J.  Crosby 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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My  faith    ia   ray    Sav-iour  grows  stronger  each  day, 
I      trust  Him  in    sor  -  row,   I     trust  Him  in    joy. 
And  when  I  shall  en  -  ter     the  por  -  tals   of  Light, 


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In  tran  -  quil  sub-mis-sion  my  heart    can     sav, 
For  num  -  ber-less  bless-ings  that  crown  me     still, 
I'll  tell     of   the    mer  -  cy  and  won  -  drous  love, 


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No.  140.    There  is  Power  in  the  Blood. 


L.  E.  J. 


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Would  you  be  free  from  your  passion  and  pride?  There's  pow'r  in  the  blood, 
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Would  you  do  serv-  ice   for  Jesus  your  King?  There's  pow'r  in  the  blood, 


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F.-ORA    KlRKLAND. 


Jesus  Only 


WM.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  "Je-sus   on-ly!"on     the  mountain,  When  my  heart  with  rapture  thrills; 

3.  O       to  spend  each  pass-ing   mo-ment     As     in   sight  of  His  dear   face  ! 

4.  Grace  that  saves  me,  grace  that  keeps  me,  Grace  that  helps  me  day  by  day; 

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No.  142.        The  Hour  of  Prayer. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


Eefraix.  Slower. 


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I  Surrender  All, 


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No.  144.       The  Whole  Wide  World. 


Rev.  J.  D.  Hammond. 


Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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3.  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus,  The  marching  order  sound,  Go  ye  and  preach  the 

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The  Whole  Wide  World— Concluded. 


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Rev.  W.  O.  CusmNG. 


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No.  146. 

Annie  L.  James. 


Is  It  Well  With  Thy  Soul? 


W.  D.  Howard. 


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mountains  may  roll,  ...      O   hast  thou  a   trust  that  is  great  -  er  than    all? 
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No.  149.     Stepping*  in  the  Light, 


L.  H.    EDMUND8. 


WM.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Pressing  more  closely  to  Him  who  is  lead-  ing,  When  we  are  tempted  to 

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Rev.  J.  B.  Lemon. 


Whosoever  Will 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Wm.   J.   KlRKPATRICK. 

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2.  I    am  pray-ing,  bless-ed  Sav-iour, 

3.  I    am  pray-ing      to     be  humbled 

4.  I   am  pray-ing,  bless-ed  Sav-iour, 

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For  a  faith  so  clear  and  bright 
By  the  power  of  grace  di  -  vine, 
And  my  constant  prayer  shall  be 


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I      am    pray-ing  that  Thy  Spir  -  it     Like    a     dove    may  rest  on      me. 
That  its   eye  will  see  Tby  glo  -  ry   Thro' the  deep  -  est,  dark- est    night. 
To    be  clothed  up- on  with  meek-ness,  And   to    have    no    will    but  Thine. 
For    a     per  -  feet"  con -se  -  era- tion,  That  shall  make  me  more  like  Thee. 


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No.  152.      Make  Me  a  Blessing  To-day, 


Ida  Scott  Taylor. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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2.  Some  heart  may  be    long-ing  for      on  -  ly      a    word,  Whose  love  by  the 

3.  Some  soul  may  be  plunged  in  the   dark-est    de-spair,  Whose  shadows  would 

4.  Come   all        ve  that     la  -  bor,  ye     wea  -  ry   and  worn,  Come  ye     who   in 


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melt  in      the     sun-light    of    pray'r;    O       give      me,  dear  Sav  -  iour,     I 
sor  -  row     or      sin-  ful- ness  mourn  ;  With  me      this   pe  -  ti  -  tion      to 

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No.  153.         Bright  Glory  Land 


Ida  G.  Tremaine. 


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2.  The     cit  -y    of      our  God    is  there,  Glo  -  ry  Land,  bright  Glo-ry  Land! 

3.  We      lift  our  eyes,     by  faith,  and  see,    Glo  -  ry  Land,  bright  Glo-ry  Land! 


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No.  154.        Not  Empty-Handed 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


(Mat  be  Suno  as  a  Solo.) 


Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


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2.  Not  empty-handed  would  I  go; 

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4.  Not  empty-handed  would  I  go; 

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I'  11     work  for  Him  who  died  for  me; 


To  shine   for-ev-er  for  my  King. 
Some  blossoms  tend,  some  fruitage  find. 
And,  day  by  day,  love's off'rings make. 
Till,  by    and  by,  His  face  I      see. 


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No.  155. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


He  is  Knocking, 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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No-  156.      Just  Lean  Upon  Jesus, 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 

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3.  Save   me   for     Thy  throne  on  high,   Come  blessed  Lord,  and  save 

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Nellie  A.  Montgomery. 


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W.  H.  Doane. 


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No.  159.      Lord,  I'm  Coming  Home. 


WM.  J.    KlRKPATRICK. 


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6  I  need  His  cleansing  blood  I  know, 
Now  I'm  coming  home  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  whiter  than  the  snow, 
Lord,  I'm  coming  home. 


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No.  160.   One  More  Day  s  Work  For  Jesus, 


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No.  165.      Firm  on  the  Rock  I  Stand. 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


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No.  166. 


O  To  Be  Like  Thee. 


T.  O.  Chisholm. 


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No.  169. 


I  Would  Follow, 

(Duet,    Sop.,  Alto  and  Chorus.) 


Nellie  A.  Montgomery. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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3.  By     the   low  -  ly,     to  the    dy  -  ing,  I      would  whis  -  per  words  of  love, 

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Point  the  wand-' rer    to     the  path-way,  Lead-ing   to      the  home  a  -  bove. 
I      would  fol  -  low    in     Thy  footsteps,  Out    of  dark  -  ness  in  -  to   light. 


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No-  170.      When  the  Bridegroom  Comes. 


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No.  172. 


Valley  of  Rest, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

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Elta  M.  Lewis. 


Whate'er  It  Be. 


WM.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


1.  I  take  my  por-tion  from  Thy  hand,  And  do  not  seek  to     un-  der-stand; 

2.  "When  darkness  doth  Thy  face  obscure,  And  ma-ny    sor-rows   I     en  -dure, 

3.  When  tender  joys     to  me  are  known,  I  render  thanks  to  Thee  a    -  lone; 

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Copyright,  1893.  by  Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 


No.  174.       At  the  Altar  Kneeling. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  O     my    Sav-iour,  humbly    I      am  com-ing,  com  -  ing,   Wea-ry     as      a 

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(SAUNDERS.    11.10 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


1.  Hark!  hark,  my  soul! 

2.  On   -    ward  we     go, 

3.  Far,        far      a  -  way, 

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No.  176, 


Gladly  We  Will  Go, 


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3.  I     can  -  not  drift  a  -  way  from  Thee,  No    mat  -  ter  where  I      go ; 

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On  to  the  Conflict, 


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Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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No.  183.         Graven  on  Thy  Palms. 


D.   B.    PURINTON. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  If       grav  -  eu  on    Thy  palm,  Dear   Lord,  I       be,  If    from  Thine 

2.  When  grav-en  on    Thy  palm,  Lord,     I     shall   be,  Held   in    Thy 

3.  If       grav  -  en  on    Thy  palm,  Lord,     I       am    sure,  What  -  ev  -  er 
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No.  185.      Sweet  Peace,  the  Gift. 


P.  P.  B. 


P.  P.   BlLHORN. 


1.  There  comes  to   my  heart  one  sweet  strain  (sweet  strain,)  A    glad  and     a 

2.  Thro'  Christ  on  the  cross  peace  was  made  (  was  made,)      My  debt   by  His 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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2.  O       per  -    feet  re-demption,  the  pur-chase  of   blood,    To  ev  -  'ry    be  - 

3.  Great  things  He  hath  taugh  t  us,  great  things  He  hath  done,  And  great  our  re  - 

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world  that  He  gave  us  His  Son 
liev  -  er  the  prom-ise  of  God 
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Who  yield  -  ed  His  life      an       a  - 
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tru  -  ly     be  -  lieves,  That  nio-ment  from  Je  -  sus     a      par  -  don   re-ceives. 
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No.  187.      O  Morrow  land,  Abiding  land 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 
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Hubert  P.  Main. 


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2.  O  morrow  land, 

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a  -  bid-ing  land,  We're  trav -'ling  home  to  thee: 
a  -  bid-ing  land,  No  tears  of  sor- row  there; 
a  -  bid-ing  land,  We      soon  shall  reach  thy  shore, 


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Be-yond  the  shad  -  ow  and  the  shade,  Thy  ra-diant  hills       we 

No   ach-ing  hearts,  nor  wea-ry    eyes;   With-iu    thy  dwell  -  ing       fair. 

And  clasp  the  hands  of  those  we    love,    To  meet,  and  part        no      more. 


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No.  188.        Tis  so  Sweet  to  Trust, 


Mrs.  Louisa  M.  R.  Stead. 


Wh.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 

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1.  'Tis    so  sweet  to  trust   in     Je  -  sus,     Just    to    take  Him   at   His  Word; 

2.  Yes, 'tis  sweet  to  trust   in     Je  -  sus.     Just  from  sin    and    self  to     cease; 

3.  I'm     so  glad   I  learned  to  trust  Thee,  Pre-cious  Je  -  sus,  Saviour,  Friend; 

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No.  189.        Now  the  Day  is  Over. 


Rev.  S.  Baring-Gould. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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1.  Now  the  day    is 

2.  Je  -  sus,  grant  the 

3.  Grant  to  lit  -  tie 

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Night  is  draw-ing  nigh; 
Calm  and  sweet  re-  pose; 
Vis-ions  bright  of  Thee; 
Watching  late  in    pain; 


Shad-ows  of     the 
With  Thy  tend'rest 
Guard  the  sail  -  ors 
Those  who  plan  soma 


even-ing 
bless-ing 
toss  -  ing 
e    -    vil, 


Steal  a- cross  the     sky. 
May  our  eye-lids  close. 
On    the   an-  gry     sea. 
From  their  sins  re-strain. 


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5  Thro'  the  long  night  watches, 
May  Thine  angels  spread 

Their  white  wings  above  me, 
Standing  round  my  bed. 

6  When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  I  arise, 
Pure,  and  fresh,  and  sinless, 
In  Thy  holy  eyes. 


Copyright,  1877,  by  Biglow  &  Main. 


No.  190.      My  Saviour  First  of  All 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Jno.  R.  Ssveney. 


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1.  "When  my      life-work      is  end  -  ed,     and       I      cross    the  sweM-iug    tide,   When  the 

2.  Oh,       the      soul  -  thrill  -  ing  rap  -  ture  when      I      view    His  bless  -  ed     face,  And     the 

3.  Oh,       the  dear    ones      in  glo  -   ry,     bow    they   beck  -  on     me      to    come,  And     our 

4.  Thro'  the  gates      to       the  cit   -    y        in        a      robe     of      spot- less  white,  He       will 


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lus-tre    of     Hiskind-ly    beaming  eye;  How   my     full   heart  will  praise  Him  for  the 

part -ing   at      the    riv-  er      I       re  -  call;  To      the  sweet  vales    of       E  -  den  they  will 

lead    me  where  no  tears  shall  ev  -  er  fall;  In       the    glad    song    of       a-  ges      1    shall 


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Copyright,  1891,  by  Jno    R.  Sweney.  Used  by  per. 


No.  191. 


The  Lost  Sheep, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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1.  From  the      hund  -  red    sheep  which  the  Shep  -  herd's  care      Had       pro  -  tect 

2.  There  was     joy,    great      joy         in      the  Shep  -  herd's  fold,      When   His    long,      long 

3.  Oh,     that    Shep -herd     kind        is      the  Son  of  God, 


"Who      has    borne      our 


ma  -  ny        a         day,       There  was        one     went    forth,     and      its       rest  -  less       feet 
jour-ney    was        o'er,      And      the       poor      lost      6be^p     that    had    gone        as   -    tray, 


sor-  row    and       care;      It 


He       who       said,    there     is 


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In  His  arms  He  ten-der-ly  bore;  Then  the  Shepherd's  heart  was  glad,  and  He 
O'er  the    wan- derer's    pen  -  i  -  tent    prayer;   To      the      soul    He  bring-eth  back      to     His 


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of       grace,  To        His      pre  -  cious    fold      of     mer 


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No.  192.        Softly  and  Tenderly. 


Slow. 


Will  L.  Thompson. 


Soft  -  ly  and  ten-  der  -  ly  Je  -  sus  is  call-  ing, 
Why  should  we  tar  -  ry  when  Je  -  6us  is  pleading, 
Time  is  now  fleet-ing,  the  moments  are  pass-ing, 
Oh,       for  the  won- der- ful   love   He    has  promised, 

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Call  -  ing  for   you   and  for 
Plead-ing   for    you   and  for 
Pass  -  ing  from  you   and  from 
Promised  for    you   and  for 


See        on   the   por-  tals  He's  wait-  ing  and  watching,  "Watching   for  you  and  for  me. 

Why  should  we  lin-ger  and  heed  not  His   mer-cies,    Mer  -  cies  for  you  and  for  me! 

Shad -ows  are  gath- er- ing,  death-beds  are  com- ing,     Com- ing   for  you  and  for  me. 

Tho'     we  have  sinn'd  He  has  mer  -  cy   and   par-  don,     Par  -  don   for  you  and  for  me. 


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per.  Will  L.  Thompson,  East  Liverpool,  Ohio,  ano  The  Thompson  Music  Co,,  Chicago,  III. 


No.  193, 


Save  One. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 

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Sweet  is  the  Work, 


I.  Watts. 


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Hubert  P.  Main. 


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1.  Sweet   is    the  work,   my    God,  my  King, 

2.  Sweet  is     the     day      of        sa  -  cred  rest; 

3.  My  heart  shall   tri  -  umph  in     the  Lord, 

4.  Then  shall   I       see,     and  hear,  and  know 


To  praise  Thy  name,  give'  thanks  and     sing; 
No    mor-tal   care     shall   fill  my   breast; 

And  bless  His  works,  and     bless      His    word: 
All       I      de  -  6ired    or        wished  be    -    low. 


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To  show  Thy     love       by      morn-ing     light,  And  talk      of  all     Thy  truth    at  night. 

0,    may    my      heart     in      tune    be     found,  Like  Da-  vid's  harp,  of  sol  -  emn  sound. 

His  works  of      grace,  how  bright  they  shine!  How  deep  His  coun-sels,  how     di  -  vine! 

And  ev  -  ery     power  find     sweet  em  -  ploy    In  that       e  -  ter  -  nal  world  of     joy. 

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No.  195, 


I  Am  Satisfied. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  If  He,      my    Lord,  ia     with       me      still,   And       I  in     Him       a  -  bide, 

2.  Thro'  pas  -  tures  green,  or    shad  -  ows    deep,  With  Him  my      con  -  stant     Guide, 

3.  And  tho'       at    times  the  things      I        ask      In        love  are      oft       de  -  nied, 

4.  From  Him     my     soul,  in      life        or    death,   No     pow'r  shall    e'er      di  -  vide; 


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I  know  He  gives      me  what       is     best,    And  I  am  sat 

I  read  the  prom  -  ise  in  His  word,  And  I  am  sat 


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No.  196.       Lead  Me,  Feed  Me. 


Maggie  E.  Gregory. 


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Adoniram  Judson. 


Our  Father,  God 

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No.  198.    Tell  Me  the  Old,  Old  Story. 


Miss  Kate  Hankey. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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mem  -  ber!  I'm     the  6in  -  ner  Whom  Je  -  bus  came  to  save;  Tell    me  that    sto  -  ry 

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No.  199.    I  Love  to  Tell  the  Story. 


Miss  Kate  Hankey 


W.  G.  FiaoHER. 


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some  have  nev  -  er      heard  The    mes-sago  of  sal  -  va  -  tion   From  God's  own  ho  -  ly    word, 

sing     the  new,  new  song.   'Twill  be— the  old,  old    sto-  ry     That      I     have  loved  so     long. 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 
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W.  H.  Doane. 


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3.  What         a        gift  of  grace  di   -    vine,  Bless  -  ed  be  His  name  for  -  ev  -  er ; 

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I  am  His      and  Ho         is  mine,  Bless-  ed  be   His  name  for  -  ev    -  er. 

Soon  my  Sav  -  iour        I  shall  see,  Bless- ed  be   His  name  for  -   ev    -  er- 


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No.  20I.    Come,  Great  Deliverer,  Come, 


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No.  203. 


Trust  and  Obey, 


Rev.  J.  H.  Sammis. 


D.  B.  Towner. 


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No.  204.    Will  Jesus  Find  Us  Watching? 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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No.  205. 


Doing  His  Will. 


C.  H.  M. 

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Copyright,  1898,  by  h.  l.  Gilmour.     by  per.     From   "The  Endeavor  Hymnal." 


No.  206, 


Wonderful  Love! 


Grace  J.  Frances. 


Hubert  P.  Main 


1.  0  Lord,  my      soul  re  -  joic  -  eth    in     Thee,  My    tongue   Thy  mer  -  cy      is 

2.  I  came  to      Thee  o'er-  bur -dened  with  care,  My      guilt    with    sor  -  row  con 

3.  To  Thee,  my     hope  and      ref  -   uge    di  -  vine,  My      faith       is      fer  -  vent-ly 

4.  I  look  be  -  yond  this      val  -    ley    of      tears,  Where  Thou,    a      man  -  sion  pre . 


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fess    -  ing;  'Twaa  love,     Thy  love,  that    ban-ishedmy  fear,  And    gave    me    for 

cling  -  ing;  And       ev    -    'ry  hour  6ome      to  -  ken    of  love  New    joy      to      my 

par    -  ing;  Wilt     call       me  home  for   -   ev   -   er  with  Thee,  The    bliss     of     the 


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Won  -  der  -  ful     love  !      0      won  -  der  -  ful    love  I     I'll 


lead  -  eth       a  -    bove,      The       way         to      the       life       giv  -    ing         riv    -      er. 


Copyright,  1890.  by  Ira  0.  Sankey. 


No.  207.       Whiter  than  Snow. 


James  Nicholson. 


Wm.  G.  Fischer. 


1.  Lord  Je  -  sua,       I       long       to  be      per  -  feet  •   ly     whole ;  I  want  Thee    for  - 

2.  Lord  Je  -  bus,   look  down    from  Thy  throne    in     the      skies,  And  help     me      to 

3.  Lord  Je  -  bus,     for      this        I  most  hum  -  bly      en  -   treat :  I  wait,  bless  -  ed 

4.  Lord  Je  -  bus,  Thou        seest  I        pa  -  tient  -  ly      wait ;  Come  now,    and    with  • 


ev    -  er,    to        live  in        my  soul ; 

make  a    com-plete  sac    -    ri    -  fice ; 

Lord,  at  Thy      cru  -    ci   -    fled  feet, 

in  me      a       new  heart      ere   -  ate; 


Break  down      ev    .    'ry  i    -    dol,      cast 

I  give       up        my    -    self,    and    what  - 

By        faith,  for       my        cleans-ing,       I 

To        those  who      have    sought  Thee,  Thou 

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ev    -    er        I      know — Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whit   -  er  than  snow 

see    Thy  blood    flow —  Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whit   -  er  than  snow, 

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D.  W.  Whittle. 


Mary  Whittle. 


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Copyright,  1888,  by  The  Biqlow  &  Main  Co. 


No.  209, 


Blessed  Assurance, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Mrs.  Joseph  F.  Knapp. 


1.  Bless  -   ed        as    -    sur    -    ance, 

2.  Per   -    feet      sub  -  mis    -    sion, 

3.  Per    -    feet      sub   -  mis    -    sion, 


Je    -    sus        is 
per  -    feet       de 


fore  -  taste  of  glo  -  ry  di  -  vine  I 
rapt  -  ure  now  burst  on  my  sight. 
Say    -     iour,     am      hap  -  py      and        blest. 


Heir  of  sal  -  va  -  tion, 
An  -  gels  de  -  ecend  -  ing, 
Watch  -  ing     and         wait    -    ing, 


pur-chase  of  God, 
bring  from  a  -  bove 
look  -  ing     a    -    bove, 


Born  of  His  Spir  -  it,  wash'd  in  His  blood. 
Ech  -  oes  of  mer  -  cy,  whis  -  pers  of  love. 
Filled  with  His      good  -  ness,      lost      in      His        love. 


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To  the  Work. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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No.  211.    I  Will  Sing  the  Wondrous  Story. 


Rev.  F.  H.  Rowley. 


P.  P.  Bilhorn. 


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Christ  Arose! 


Robert  Lowry,  D.  D. 


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No.  213.        Faith  is  the  Victory. 


Rev.  John  H.  Yates. 


Ira  D.  Sankey. 


1.  En  -  camped    a  -  long      the      hills  of  light,  Te    Chris  -  tian    sol  -  diers,      rise, 

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The    faith      by  which    they    con  -  quered  Death  Is  still        our  Bhin  -  ing      shield. 

The    earth    shall  trem  -  ble    'neath    our    tread,   And  ech     -    o      with       our      shout. 

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No.  214. 


C.  Wesley. 


Love  Divine. 

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John  Zundel. 


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1.  Love        Di  -  vine,      all  love  ex  -  cell  -   ing,  Joy  of    heaven,  to    earth    come  down ! 

2.  Breathe,  0    breathe  Thy  lov  -   ing    Spir  -    it  In    -  to        eT  -  ery    troub  -  led  breast ! 

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

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in     Thee  in    -  her    -    it,  Let       us     find     Thy  prom  -  ised  rest. 

re  -  turn,  and     nev  -    er,  Nev  -  er     more  Thy  tern   -  pies  leave  : 

Thy   great  sal  -    va   -  tion,  Per  -  feet  -  ly 


stored     in    Thee : 


com-pas  -  sion,    Pure,     un-bound  -  ed      love      Thou  art ; 

of      sin  -  ning;  Al    -    pha    and      0   -    me    -    ga  be, 

ways  bless -ing,   Serve  Thee      as     Thy    hosts       a    -  bove, 

Changed  from   glo   -    ry        in  -    to      glo   -  ry,    Till         in  heaven  we    take       our  place, 


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No.  215.     We're  Marching  to  Zion 


Robert  Lowry   D.  D. 


1.  Come,     ye  that  love     the    Lord,     And      let      your  joys     be  known,  Join 

2.  Let      those  re  -       fuse     to      6ing      Who    nev    -    er  knew  our  God ;  But 

3.  The        hill  of  Zi    -    on    yields    A        thou  -  sand  sa  -  cred  sweets,  Be  - 

4.  Then      let  our  songa    a  -  bound,  And      ev    -    ery  tear     be  dry ;  We're 


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fore  we  reach  the  heav'n-  ly  fields,  Be  -  fore  we  reach  the  heav'n-  ly  fields, 
march-ing  thro'      lm  -man-uel's  ground,  We're  marching  thro'     Im  -  man-uel's  ground, 

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gold    -    en    streets,  Or       walk  the    gold  -    en  streets, 

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No.  216. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Saved  by  Grace. 


(Solo  ob  Duet.) 


GEO.  C.  STEBBIN8. 


1.  Someday   the      sil    -    ver  cord  will  break,  And    I      no     more        as    now  shall   sing; 

2.  Some  day  my    earth  -    ly  house  will    fall,  1        can-  not      tell       how  soon  'twill    be, 

3.  Some  day,  when  fades    the  gold  -  en      sun  Be- neath  the       ro     -     6y  -  tint  -  ed    west, 

4.  Some  day  ;  till    then      I'll  watch  and    wait,  My  lamp   all  trimm'd  and  burn-  ing  bright, 


But,      0,       the  joy      when     I    shall    wake    With  -  in     the 

But      this      I  know —  my    All      in        All      Has     now    a 

My      bless  -  ed  Lord     shall  say,"  Well  done  !  "  And       I    shall 

That  when   my  Sav  -   iour  ope's  the     gate,     My      soul     to 


pal-  ace    of        the  King  I 
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B.  M.J. 


J.  M.  Black. 


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2.  On         that  bright   and  cloud- less  morn- ing,  when    the    dead        in  Christ    shall    rise, 

3.  Let         me        la    -  bor    for      the    Mas  -  ter    from    the    dawn      till      set  -    ting    sun, 


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i  the   roll    is  called  up  yon-der,  I'll    be  there. 


roll is  called  up  yon-der,  When  the   roll    is  called  up  yon-der,  I'll    be  there. 

When  the  roll 


No.  218.     In  the  Fadeless  Spring-Time, 


(BY  THE  GATE.) 


Mrs.  Lydia  C.  Baxter. 

Hubert  P.  Main. 

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2.  In       the   mist  -   y   gloam-ing, 

death    a  -  waits   us 

all;           Si    -   lent  is    Hiscom-ing, 

'6.  Trust-iug      in      the    Sav  -  iour, 

may    we  hum  -  bly 

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sure      the   Mas  -  ter's  call ; 
ope        the  pearl  -  y      gate 


And       the    an  -    gel  foot  -  6teps  mark    the    up  -  ward    way, 
And       the     lov  -  iug  Fa-  ther,    from   His    gra-cious    throne, 


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In      that  land      of  beau  -  ty,  in    that  home    of     joy. 

Till     the    twi  -  light  merg- es  in-    to  heaven-ly       day 

Smil-ingbids      us    wel-come         to    our  heaven-ly       home 


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Meet  us    at    the  por  -  tal —   Meet    us     by  -  and  -  by. 


Copyright,  1900,  by  Hubert  P.  Main. 


No.  219.      Jesus,  Lover  of  My  Soul, 


CHARLE8  WE8LEY. 


(REFUGE.    7s.    D.) 

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J08.  P.  HOLBROOK. 


1.  Je  -   bus,  Lov  -  er    of     my  soul,      Let  me     to    Thy  bos  -  om    fly,  While  the   near    -      6r 

2.  Oth  -  er     ref-ugehavo   I  none,     Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee ;  Leave,  oh,  leave        me 

3.  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all      I  want;     More  than  all   in  Thee    I     find  ;  Raise           the  fall -en, 

4.  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found — Grace  to   cov  -  er     all  my    sin;    Let              the  heal-ing 


wa  -  ters    roll,  While  the  tern  -    pest  still  Is  high;  Hide  me,  oh   my  Sav-iour,  hide,  Till  the 

not      a -lone,  Still    sup-port         and  comfort   me:  All    my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed,  All   my 

cheer  the  faint,  Heal  the  sick,       and  lead  the  blind :  Juet  and  ho  -  ly  is    Thy  name,   I       am 

streams  abound;  Make  me,  keep        me,  pure  with -in,  Thou  of  life  the  Fountain  art,     Free-ly 


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help  from  Thee  I    bring;  Cov  -  er    my      de-fence-less  head  With  the  6had  -  ow   of   Thy  wing, 

all       un-righteous-ness ;  Vile  and  full     of   sin      I       am,  Thou  art  full     of  truth  and  grace, 

let       me  take  of    Thee ;  Spring  Thou  up  with-in  my    heart,  Rise    to    all      e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty. 


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second  Tune.        Jesus,  Lover  of  My  Soul. 


(MARTYN.    7s.    D.) 


Charles  Wesley. 


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Till    the  storm  of    life       ia 


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No.  220.    More  Love  to  Thee,  O  Christ. 


Mrs.  Elizabeth  Prentiss. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  More  love        to  Thee,      0  Christ !  More       love      to  Thee; 

2.  Once  earth  -   ly  joy        I  craved, Sought  peace  and  rest; 

3.  Let  sor  -  row  do        its  work,  Come       grief    or  pain  ; 

4.  Then  shall      my  lat     -   est  breath,  Whis   -   per    Thy  praise, 


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No.  221.     Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee, 


Sarah  F.  Adams. 


(BETHANY.    6s.  4s.) 


Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 


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My  rest    a      stone.  Yet       in      my  dreams  I'd  be      Near 

In  mer  -  cy    given :  An  -  gels     to    beck-  on     me      Near 

Beth     -    el      I'll   raise;  So        by     my   woes    to       be     Near 

Up    -     ward    I       fly,  Still    all    my    song  shall  be      Near 


my  God, 
my  God, 
my  God, 
my  God, 
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to  Thee ! 
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to  Theel 
to  Thee ! 
to  Thee ! 


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No.  222.        Glory  to  His  Name, 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 
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Rev.  J.  H.  Stockton. 


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1.  Down  at      the  cross  where  my      Sav-iour  died,      Down  where  for  cleans  -  ing  from 

2.  I  am      so    won  -  drous  -  ly     saved  from  sin,       Je      -      sus      so  sweet  -   ly        a 

3.  0  pre-cious  Fount -ain,    that    saves  from     sin!      I  am      so  glad         I      hare 

4.  Come  to     this  Fount- aiu,      60      rich    and  sweet;    Cast        thy    poor  soul        at      the 


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bides  with -in;    There    at    the  cross  where  He    took    me      in:      Glo-  ry   to  His  name, 

en-  tered     in;    There    Jo  -  6us saves     me     and   keeps   me   clean;   Glo  -   ry   to  His  name. 

Sav- iour's  feet;  Plunge  in      to-day,    and      be    made  com-plete;   Glo  -   ry  to  His  name. 


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No.  223.    I  Hear  Thy  Welcome  Voice, 


Rev.  Lewis  Hartsough. 


U-        I  I  I 

hear  Thy   wel-come  voice  That    calls    me,  Lord,  to     Thee    For  cleans- ing    in   Thy 

com  -  ing  weak  and    vile,   Thou   dost    my  strength  as-sure;   Thou  dost     my   vile-ness 

Je  -  sus    calls   me       on      To        per  -  feet  faith  and   love,   To       per  -  feet  hope,  and 

Je  -  bus    who  con -firms   To       bless  -  ed   work  with -in,     By      add  -  ing  grace   to 


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I  Hear  Thy  Welcome  Voice.— Concluded. 


pre  -  cious  blood  That  flow'd      on    Cal   - 
ful  -    ly  cleanse,  Till      spot  -    less    all 
peace,and  trust,    For      earth      and  heav 
wel-comed  grace,  Where  reigned  the  power 


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Lord! 


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To  loyal  hearts  and  free, 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled, 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. 


6  All  hail,  atoning  blood  f 

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


No.  224.     Take  Time  to  be  Holy 


W.    D.  LONGSTAFF. 


Geo.  C.  Stebbins. 


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1.  Take    time      to  be  ho  -  ly,  Speak    oft    with    thy        Lord; 

2.  Take    time      to  be "  ho  -  ly,  The      world  rush  -  es  on; 

3.  Take    time      to  be  ho  -  ly,  Let       Him     be      thy        Guide, 

4.  Take    time      to  be  ho  -  ly,  Be         calm     in      thy        soul; 


A    -     bide    in  Him 
Spend  much  time  in 
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Like  Him  thou  shalt     be;         Thy  friends  in    thy      con -duct     His      like-ness  shall    see. 
Lord,     And,    look-ing    to 
Thou  soon  shalt  be 


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Copyright,  1890,  by  Ira  0.  Sankey. 


No.  225. 


O  How  He  Loves 


Adap.  by  Miss  Marianna  Nunn. 


Hubert  P.  Main. 


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2.  'Tis  e  -    ter    -    nal  life  to    know  Him,  0 

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No.  226. 


Bless  Me  Now. 


Alexander  Clark,  D.  D. 


Robert  Lowry,  D.  D. 


1.  Heaven  -  ly  Fa-  tber,  bless  me    now;  At  the    Cross  of  Christ       I       bow; 

2.  Now,          0  Lord!    this         ve    -  ry     hour,  Send  Thy   grace  and  show     Thy  power; 

3.  Now,       just  now,      for         Je    -  bus'    sake,  Lift  the  clouds,  the  fet  -  ters    break; 

4.  Nev      -      er  did          I          so  a  -  dore  Je    -  bus   Christ,  Thy  Son,       be  -  fore ! 


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I  look,  and        as  I       cry,  Touch    and  cleanse   me  ere  I  die. 

the  time  I  and       this  the    place !  Gra  -    cious    Fa  -  ther,  show  Thy  grace. 


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No.  228.    Praise  Him!  Praise  Him! 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Chester  G.  Allen. 


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No.  229.   Beautiful  Valley  of  Eden! 


Rev.  W.  O.  Cushing. 


Wm.  F.  Sherwin. 


1.  Beau   -    ti  -  ful      val  -  ley      of        E    -    den!        Sweet     is      tby   noon  -  tide        calm; 

2.  0      -      ver    the    heart     of      the  mourn  -    er  Shin  -  eth     thy     gold  -  en         day, 

3.  There      is     the    home     of       my     Sav    -    iour;       There,  with  the    blood-wash'd    throng, 


Copyright,  1877,  by  Biqlqw  &  Main. 


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0    -      ver    the    high-  lands    of        glo    -    ry      Koll   -    eth     the    great    new        song. 

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No.  230.      O  For  a  Soul.    C.  M. 


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OOPVRIGHT,    1900,    BY  WM.    J.    KlRKPATRICK. 


No.  231 


Just  as  I  Am 


Charlotte  Elliott. 


(WOODWORTH.     L.  M.) 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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0  Lamb  of  God!  I  come,  I  come! 


5  Just  as  T  am;  Thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 
0  Lamb  of  God  I  I  come,  I  come! 


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No.  232.      Peace!  Perfect  Peace! 


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Jesus  we  know,  and  He  is  ou  the  throne. 

6  Peace!  perfect  peace!  death  shadowing  us  and  ours? 
Jesus  has  vanquished  death  and  all  its  powers. 

7  It  is  enough  :  earth's  struggles  soon  shall  ceaae, 
And  Jesus  call  to  heaven's  perfect  peace. 


No.  233.       All  to  Christ  I  Owe. 


Elvina  M.  Hall. 


John  T.  Grape. 


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1.  I        hear      the  Sav-iour      say — Thy  strength  in  -  deed    is      small  ;  Child  of    weak  -  ness, 

2.  Lord,  now      in -deed    I        find     Thy    power,   and  Thine  a  -    lone,      Can  change  the 

3.  For    noth  -  ing  good  have      I      Where  -  by      Thy  grace  to     claim — I'll  wash     my 


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My  ransomed  sonl  6hall  rise, 
Then  "  Jesus  paid  it  all !  " 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies. 


5.  And  when  before  the  throne 
I  stand  in  Him  complete, 
I'll  lay  my  trophies  down, 
All  down  at  Jesus'  feet. 


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No-  234.  Sun  of  My  Soul 


(HURSLEY.    L.  M.) 


Rev.  J.  Keble. 


Peter  Ritter. 


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1.  Sun    of    my      soul,  Thou  Sav  -  iour  dear,  It      is    not    night  if  Thou      be    near : 

2.  When  the  soft   dews      of    kind  -    ly  sleep  My  wea-ry      eye   -  lids  gent  -  ly    steep, 

3.  A  -  bide  with   me      from  morn      till  eve,  For  with-out  Thee  I  can    -    not  live ; 

4.  If    some  poor    wandering  child      of  Thine  Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice      di-vine- 


Oh,  may    no    earth  -  born    cloud  a  -  rise,  To    hide  Thee  from  Thy  serv  -  ant's    eyes. 

Be    my    last  thought—  how  sweet  to      rest  For  -  ev  -  er        on  my      Sav  -  iour's  breast. 

A  -  bide  with    me      when  night  is      nigh,  For  without    Thee       I  dare      not     die. 

Now,  Lord,  the  gra  -  cious  work  be  -  gin ;  Let    him   no      more      lie  down      in        sin. 


No.  235.     Tis  the  Blessed  Hour. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


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Jesus,  My  All 


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Oh,  make  me     pure  with  -  in,  Cleanse  me  from  ev  -   ery    sin,       Je  -  sua,  my  all. 

'Tis     all    my     hope    and  plea:  Je    -    6us    has    died      for   me,       Je  -  sus,  my  all. 

This    all    my     6ong  shall  be,  Je    -    sus    has    died      for  me,       Je  -  sus,  my  all. 


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No.  237.     Praise  Ye  the  Father. 


F.  F.  Flemming. 


1.  Praise      ye      the        Fa  -  ther,      for     His      lov  -  ing      kind  •  ness,        Ten    -    der  -  ly 

2.  Praise      ye      the       Say-  ionr,   great     is      His     com  -  pas  -    si  on,        Gra  -    cious  -  ly 

3.  Praise      ye      the      Spir    -    it,     Com  -  fort  -  er        of        Is    -    rael,        Sent         of     the 


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Fa     -     ther       and     the      Son      to      bless        us; 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

Duet.  Gently 


1.  "Tho'  your    6ina        be       aa      scar- let,  They  shall    be      aa  white  as    enow;        as      snow; 

2.  Hear      tho     voice      that  en-treata  you,  Oh,      re  -  turn     ye  un  -  to      God  I        to        God! 

3.  He'll      for  -  give      your  tran8gre88iou8,And    re  -  mem-ber  them  no    more  I       no        more  ; 


Tho'  they  be  red.. 
He  is  of  great 
"Lookun-to        me... 


like    crim  -    son,    They  shall      be  as       wool;' 

com  -  pas  -    Bion,   And      of      won  -  drous      love; 
ye        peo    -    pie,"  Saith     the    Lord      your      God ; 


"Tho'  your     sins  be      as       scar   -  let,      Tho'     your    sins  be        as      scar    -    let, 

Hear      the    voice  that  en  -  treats    you,      Hear      the    voice        that    en-treata       you, 

He'll     for-  give  your  trans-gres  -  sions,    He'll     for  -  give  your  trans-gres    -  sionB, 


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as    white      aa      snow, 
ye        un    -  to        God  I 


re  -  mem  -   ber    them      no      more. 


No.  239.      My  Faith  Looks  up  to  Thee, 


Ray  Palmer,  D.  D. 


(OLIVET.     6s.  4s.) 


Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 

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1.  My  faith  looks  up   to  Thee,  Thou  Lamb  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry,       Sav-iour  di  -  vine!    Now  hear  me 

2.  May        Thy  rich  grace  im-part    Strength  to  my  fainting  heart,   My  zeal  in  -  spire  ;  As    thouhast 

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

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


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died    for  me,  0  mav  m'v  love    to  Thee  Pure,warm,and  changeless  be  A      liv  -  ing  fire, 

turn     today,  Wipe  sor-row^s  tears  a -way;  Nor        let    me     ev  -  er  stray  From  Thee  a  -  side, 

then    in  love,  Fear  and  dis-  trust  remove ;  Oh,      bear  me   safe    above,— A    ransomed   souL 


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oh,        that  He'd     let      me  bring  you     with    me  too! 

friends, could  I         see    you    re    -  ceiv  -  ing    one  too!   y  For     you        I      am    pray-ing,  For 

oh,        could   I      know      it    was  giv  -    en      to  you  ! 

prayer    will  be      answered — 'twas  answered    for  you  ! 


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No.  241.      Saviour,  More  than  Life. 


Fanny  J.  Cro«by. 


W.  H.  DOANE. 


1.  Sav  -  iour,  more   than  life      to        me,  I       am  cling-ing,  cling- ing  close  to  Thee; 

2.  Thro' this  chang- ing  world    be-    low,  Lead  me     gen  -  tly,   gen  -  tly      as  I  go; 

3.  Let    me      l'jve  Thee  more  and     more,  Till  this  fleet- ing,  fleet- ing    life  is  o'er; 

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Let  Thy  pre  -  cious  blood  ap  -  plied,  Keep  me  ev  -  er,  ev  -  er  near  Thy  side. 
Trust-ing  Thee,  I  can  -  not  stray,  I  can  nev-er,  nev-er  lose  my  way. 
Till     my      soul     is     lost      in      love,      In        a    bright-er,  bright-er    world     a  -   bove. 


Ev  -  'ry     day  and  hour,  ev  -  'ry     day  and  hour, 


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No.  242. 


Come,  Thou  Fount. 


Rev.  R.  Robinson. 


(NETTLETON.    8s.  7s.) 


f  Come,  Thou  Fount  of       ev  - 'ry      bless  -  ing,    Tune    my    heart    to     sing  Thy     grace;) 
1  Streams  of      mer  -  cy,    nev-er      ceas  -  ing,    Call      for    songs    of     loud-est      praif^;  f 


D.C.— Praise  the  mount— Vm  fixed  tip  -  on        itl    Mount  of     Thy     re-deem-ing     love. 


Come,  Thou  Fount.— Concluded 


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2  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  Thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  Thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home; 
JesiiB  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

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

Interposed  His  precious  blood. 


Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I*m  constraiued  to  be! 
Let  Thy  goodness,  as  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  oh,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 


No.  243, 


He  Leadeth  Me, 


Rev.  Jos,  H.  Gilmore. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 


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1.  He      lead-    eth  me!      O      Mess  -  ed  thought,  0       words  with  heav'n-ly  com-fort  fraught ; 

2.  Some-times  'mid  scenes    of     deep  -  est  gloom,     Some-times  where  E  -  den's  bow  -  ers  bloom, 

3.  Lord,     I    would   clasp  Thy    hand     in    mine,     Nor    ev    -    er    mur  -  mur  nor    re  -  pine — 

4.  And    when    my   task    on      eartli    is     done,     "When,  by    Thy  grace,  the  vic-t'ry's  won, 

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troub-led  sea,  Still  'tis    God's  hand   that  lead  - 

lot        I  see,  Since  'tis     my      God    that  lead  - 

will    not  flee,  Since  God  through  Jor  -  dan  lead  - 


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No.  244.    Rescue  the  Perishing. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


W.  H.  DoAN€. 


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2.  Tho'    they  are  slighting  Him,  Still        He  is    -wait  -  ing,  Wait  -  ing,  the    pen    -    i  -  tent 

3.  Down    in     the  hu  -  man  heart,  Crush'd  by  the  tempt  -  er,  Feel  -  ings  lie    bur  -    ied  that 

4.  Kes  -  cue    the  per  -  ish  -  ing,     Du    -    ty  de-mands    it;  Strength  for  thy     la    -   bor   the 


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6in  and  the    grave  ;  Weep    o'er  the      err  -  ing    one,       Lift      up      the  fall  -    en, 

child  to  re  -  ceive.  Plead     with  them   ear  -  nest  -  ly,  Plead  with  them  gent  -    ly  ; 

grace  can  re  -  store :  Touched  by      a        lov  -  ing  heart,  "Wak  -  eued    by  kind  -  ness, 

Lord  will  pro  -  vide :  Back       to  the    nar  -  row    way  Pa    -    tient  -  ly  win    them ; 


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He        will    for  -  give       if     they      on    -    ly       be  -  lieve.  I    ~  o      ,-      .,  M    ^„     .  , 

Chords  that  were    bro  -  ken    will  vi    -    brate  once  more.  |    Res  "  cue    tbe    P"  -  ish  -  mg, 

Tell      the    poor    wan-d'rer      a  Sav  -    iour    has     died.  ' 


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fol      -      lies       of       sin         I  re  -  sign;  My  gra  -  cious  Re  -  deem 

par     -  don      on        Cal  -    va  -  ry'B    tree;  I  love      Thee  for  wear 

long  as      Thou  lend  -   est  me  breath;  And  say      when  the  death 

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Pass  Me  Not. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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W.  H.  Doane. 


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1.  Pass      me   not,       0    gen  -  tie  Sav  -  iour, 

2.  Let       me    at         a  throne  of  mer  -  cy 

3.  Trust -ing    on  -    ly      in      Thy  mer  -  it, 

4.  Thou,  the  Spring  of     all     my  com  -  fort, 


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Find         a      sweet      re  -  lief 

Would      I       seek      Thy  face 

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No.  247.      What  a  Friend  We  have. 


CHARLE8    C.  CONVER8E. 


1.  What  a  friend  we  have  in   Je  -  sus,       All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear ;     What   a  priv  -  i  -  lege  to 

2.  Have  we  tri-  als  and  temp-  ta  -  tions?    Is  there  trouble  an-y-where?    We  should  never  he  dis- 

3.  Are     we  weak  and  heavy  -  la  -  den,      Cumbered  with  a -load  of  care?     Pre-cious  Saviour,  still  our 


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car  -  ry  Ev  -  'ry-thing  to  God  in  prayer.  Oh,  what  peace  we  oft  -  en  for  -  feit, 
cour-aged,  Take  it  to  the  Lord  In  prayer.  Can  we  find  a  Friend  so  faith  -  ful, 
Ref  -  uge, —  Take     it      to    the  Lord    in    prayer.       Do     thy  friends  de-spise,  for -sake  thee? 

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Oh,  what  needless  pain  we  bear — All  because  we  do  not  car-ry  Ev'rything  to  God  in  prayer. 
Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share?  Jesus  knows  our  ev- 'ry  weakness,  Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Take    it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ;  In  His  arms  He'll  take  and  shield  thee,  Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 


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Reginald  Heber,  D.  D. 


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2.  Ho  -  ly,  Ho  -  ly, 

3.  Ho  -  lv,  Ho  -  ly, 

4.  Ho  -  ly,  Ho  -  ly, 


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Ho  -  ly! 

Ho  -  lv! 

Ho  -  ly ! 

Ho  -  ly! 


Lord      God    Al  -  might  -    y !  Ear  -  ly        in     the 

all  the  saints  a  -     dore      Thee,  Cast-ing  down  their 

tho'  the  darkness     hide      Thee,  Tho'  the      eye      of 

Lord      God    Al  -  might  -    y  !  All    Thy  works  shall 

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morn    -    ing     our    6ong  shall   rise        to  Thee; 

gold  -  en  crowns  a  -  round  the   glass  -    y  sea; 

ein  -  ful  man   Thy     glo  -    ry    may      not  see, 

praise  Thy  name  iu   earth,   and    sky,     and  sea; 


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Mer  -  ci  -  ful  aud  Might  -  y  ! 
fall  -  iug  down  be  -  fore  Thee, 
there  is  none  be- side  Thee, 
Mer  -  ci  -  ful  and  Might  -  y ! 

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God  in  three  Per  -  sons,  Lless-ed  Trin  -  i  -  ty  ! 
"Which  wert  and  art,  and  ev  -  er-more  shall  be. 
Per  -  feet  in  pow'r,  in  love,  and  pur  -  i  -  ty. 
God      in  three  Per  -  sons,  bless-ed  Triu  -  i  -  ty ! 


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2.  Con-se  -  crate  me  now   to    Thy    ser-viee,  Lord,  By  the  power    of      grace    di  -    vine; 

3.  0      the  pure   de- light  of      a      sin  -  glo  hour    That  be  -  fore  Thy  throne    I  spend, 

4.  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I      can  -  not  know  Till    I      cross    the    nar  -  row        sea, 


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But      I      long  to    rise     in    the    arms    of    faith,  And    be      clos  -  er  drawn    to      Thee. 

Let    my    soul  look  up  with    a      stead-fast  hope,  And  my    will      be  lost       in      Thine. 

"When  I     kneel  in  pray'r  and  with  Thee,  my  God,  I      com  -  mune    as  friend  with  friend. 

There  are  heights  of  joy  that    I      may    not  reach  Till      I        rest      in  peace    with   Thee. 


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No.  250.    Safe  in  the  Arms  of  Jesus. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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No.  251.    Blest  be  the  Tie  That  Binds. 


Rev. John  Fawcett. 


(DENNIS.    S.  M.) 


H.  G.  Nageli. 


1.  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  Our 

2.  Be    -  fore  our  Fa  -  ther's  throne,  We 

3.  We  share  our  mu  -  tual  woes;  Our 

4.  When  we            a    -  sun  -  der  part,  It 


hearts      in        Chris  -  tian    love; 
pour        our      ar     -     dent  prayers; 


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No.  252.      The  Precious  Name. 


Mrs.  Lydia  Baxter. 


W.  H.  Doane. 


1.  Take  the  name    of     Je  -  sus   with      you,  Child     of  sor  -  row  and     of  woe: 

2.  Take  the  name    of     Je  -   sus      ev    -    er,  As  a  shield  from  ev  -   ery  6nare; 

3.  Oh!  the     pre  -  cious  name  of      Je    -    sus!  How       it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy 

4.  At  the  name    of     Je  -  sus    bow  -    ing,  Fall  -  ing  pros-trate    at      His  feet, 


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If  temp  -  ta-  tions  'round  you  gath  -  er, 
When  His  lov  -  ing  arms  re  -  ceive  us, 
King    of    kings    in  heav'n  we'll  crown    Him, 


Take      it      then  wher- e'er    you 
Breathe  that  ho  -    ly    name    in 
And      His    songs  our  tongues  em 
When   our     jour-  ney      is      corn- 


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Precious  name,  0  how  sweet,  how  sweet, 

Copyright,  1680,  by  w.  H.  Doamc 


No.  253.      Stand  up  for  Jesus. 

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2.  Stand  up ! — stand  up  for  Jesus! 

The  trumpet  call  obey ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  thte  His  glorious  day : 
**Te  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him,' 

Against  unnumbered  foes  ; 
Let  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3.  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 

The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you — 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 


Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 
And,  watching  unto  prayer, 

Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 
Be  never  wanting  there. 

4.  Stand  up  ! — stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day,  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next,  the  victor's  song  : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  ehall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Snail  reign  eternally. 


No.  254. 


Rev.  A.  M.  Toplady. 


Rock  of  Ages. 

(TOPLADY.    7s.   6  lines.) 


Dr.  Thos.  Hastings. 


1.  Rock  of    A  -  ges,  cleft  for  me,   Let  me      hide  my-self  in  Thee;  Let  the  wa-ter  and  the  blood, 

2.  Not    the  la-bor    of  my  hands  Can     ful  -  fil  Thy  law's  demands;  Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 

3.  Noth-ing  in    my  hand  I  bring,  Sim  -ply    to    Thy  cross  I    cling;  Nak-ed,  come  to  Thee  for  dress, 

4.  "While  I  draw  this  fleetingbreath,When  mine  eyes  shall  close  in  death,When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 


From  Thy  riv-en  side  which  flowed,  Be  of    sin  the  doub-le  cure,  Save  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 
Could  my  tears    for-ev  -  er    flow,    All  for  sin  could  not  a  -  tone;  Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  a-lone. 
Help -less  look    to  Thee  for  grace;  Foul,  I    to    the  fountain  fly,     Wash  me.  Saviour,  or    I      die. 
See    TheeonThyjudgmentthrone,Rockof  A  -  ges,  cleft  for  me,    Let    me  hide  my-self  in   Thee. 


No.  255.        Lead,  Kindly  Light. 


Rev.  John  H.  Newman. 


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2.  I         was    not      ev    -   er  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou      Shouldstlead    me     on;      I      loved   to 

3.  So      long  Thy  pow'r  has  blest  nie,  sure    it       still  "Will  lead     me     on        O'er  moor  and 


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day,  and    spite  of        fears Pride   ruled  my     will.     Re-mem-ber    not         past     years! 

an-  gel      fa  -  ces       smile "Which     I       have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  a  -   while! 


No.  256.    Come,  Thou  Almighty  King. 


Charles  Wesley. 


(ITALIAN  HYMN.    6s- 4s.) 


Felice  Giardini. 


1.  Come,  Thou  al  -  might -y    King,  Help  U3  Thy  name      to  sing,    Help  us  to  praise:  Fa- ther!  all- 

2.  Come,  Thou  in  -  car  -  nate  Word,  Gird  On  Thy  might  -  y  sword;  Ourpray'rat-tend:  Come,andThy 

3.  Come,  ho  -  ly     Com- fort -er!     Thy    sa-cred  wit  -  ness  bear,    In  this  glad  hour:  Thou,who  al- 

4.  To        the  great  One      in    Three,  The  highest  prajs  -  es      be,     Hence  ev-er-more!  His  eov'reign 


glo  -  ri  -  ous,  O'er  all  vie  -  to  -  ri  -  ous,  Come,  and  reign  o  -  ver  us,  An-cient  of  Days! 
peo -  pie  bless,  And  give  Thy  word  suc-cess:  Spir  -  it  of  ho  -  li- ness!  On  us  de  °  scend. 
might-y  art,  Now  rule  in  ev  - 'ry  heart,  And  ne'er  from  us  de  -  part,  Spir  -  it  of  pow'r! 
maj  -  es  -  ty     May  we    in     glo  -  ry    6ee,  And     to       e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty     Love  and  a  -  dore. 


No.  257.     There  is  a  Fountain 


W.  COWPER. 


Lowell  Mason. 


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No.  258.         Revive  Us  Again 


Rev.  W.  P.  Mackay. 


John  J.  Husband. 


1.  We   praise  Thee,    0       God !  for   the      Son      of     Thy  love,  For             Je  -  sus  who 

2.  We   praise  Thee,    0        God!  for  Thy    Spir  -   it        of  light,  Who  has  shown    us  our 

3.  All       glo  -  ry      and    praise  to    the   Lamb  that    was  slaiu,  Who  has  borne    all  our 

4.  All       glo  -  ry      and    praise  to    the     God      of       all  grace,  Who  has  bought  us,  and 

5.  Re  -  vive     us       a  -    gain ;  fill  each  heart  with  Thy  love ;  May  each  soul     be  re  « 


Revive  us  Again.— Concluded. 


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No.  259.      I  am  Coming  to  the  Cross, 


Rev.  Wm.  McDonald. 


Wm.  G.  Fischer. 
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1.  I  am      com    -    ing       to        the      cross 

2.  Long  my    heart      has  sighed    for      Thee, 

3.  Here      I      give       my       all         to        Thee. 


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Cko. — /        am   trust  -    ing,  Lord,      in 


D.C.  Chorus. 


I  am    count  -    ing     all       but     dross,        I        shall     full         sal  -    va  -    tion     find. 

Je    -   sus     sweet    -   ly    speaks    to        me, —    "  I         will  cleanse     you    from      all       sin." 
Soul  and      bod    -     y    Thine     to         be,—       Whol-ly    Thine       for  -   ev    -    er  -  more. 


4  In  the  promises  I  trust, 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied: 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust, 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 


6  Jesus  comes !  He  fills  my  soul  I 
Perfected  in  Him  I  am ; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole : 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb. 


0OPYRI0MT,  1669,   BY   WM.  Q,   FISCHER.      USED   BY    PER. 


No.  260. 


God  be  With  You  I 


Rev.  J.  E.  Rankin. 


W.  Q.  Tomer. 


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2.  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain! — 'Neath  His  wings  pro-tect-ing  hide   you, 

3.  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain! — When  life's  per  -  ils  thick  con-found  you, 

4.  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain! — Keep  love's  ban-ner  float-ing    o'er    you, 


With  His  sheep  se  -  cure  -  ly  fold  you; 
Dai  -  ly  man-na  still  di  -  vide  you; 
Put  His  arms  un  -  fail  -  ing  round  you; 
Smite  death's  threat'ning  wave  before  you; 


God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain! 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gainl 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gain! 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a  -  gainl 


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Till  we  meet!  Till  we    meet  a  -  gain! 

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Consecration. 


Mary  D.  James. 


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2.  0        Je  -  sus,  might- y     Sav-iour,I        trust  in  Thy  great  name,  I       look  for  Thy    sal - 

3.  0        let    the    fire    de-scend -ing  Just  now    up-on    my  soul,     Con-sume  my  hum-ble 

4.  I'm  Thine,  0    bless -ed      Je  -   bus,  Washed  by  Thy  precious  blood,  Nojv  eeal   me    by     Thy 

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off  -  'ring, And  cleanse  and  make  me  whole. 

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Doddridge. 


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Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  reat, 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart, 
With  Him  of  every  good  possessed. 


No.  263.    Yield  Not  to  Temptation 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


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2.  Shun    e   -  vil    com- pan  -  ions,    Bad    language  dis   -    dain,       God's  name  hold  in    rev'rence, 

3.  To      him  that   o'er- com  -  eth     God     giv-eth     a  crown,    Thro'  faith  we  6hall  con-quer, 


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No.  264, 


Only  Trust  Him 


J.  H.  S. 


Rev.  J.  H.  Stockton. 


1.  Come,    ev  -  'ry    soul   by    sin  oppressed,  There's  mercy  with  the  Lord,  And    He    will  sure- ly 

2.  For        Je  -  6us  shed  His    precious  blood  Rich  blessings   to     be  -  stow;  Plunge  now  in -to    the 

3.  Yes,      Je  -  sus      is    the  Truth,  the  Way, That  leads  you  in  -  to     rest;  Be-   lieve     inHimwith- 

4.  Come  then,   and  join  this     ho  -  ly  band,  And    on    to    glo-ry     go,      To     dwell     in  that  ce - 


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Hide  Me, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby 


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1.  Hide  me,  0    my  Sav-iour,    hide  me    In    Thy    ho  -  ly    place ;       Resting  there  beneath  Thy 

2.  Hide  me,  when  the  storm  is    rag-ing     O'er  life's  troubled    sea;         Like    a  dove   on    o-cean'a 

3.  Hide  me,  when  my  heart  is    breaking  "With  its  weight  of   woe;        When  in  tears  1  seek  the 


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0,  my  Saviour,keep  Thou  me. 
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Copyright,  1886,  by  The  Biqlow  *  Main  Co. 


No.  266. 


The  Solid  Rock. 


Rev.  Edward  Mote. 

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BY   PER.    THE    BlGLOW   &    MAIN    CO.,    OWNERS  OF   COPYRIGHT. 


No.  267.     What  a  Wonderful  Saviour! 


Rev.  Elisha  A.  Hoffman. 


Christ    has    for      sin  a  -    tone-ment  made,  What  a 

I          praise  Him    for  the  cleans-ing     blood,  What  a 

He    cleansed  my  heart  from    all      its       sin,    What  a 

walks      be  -  side  me      all      the     way,   What  a 


won 
won 
won 
won 


der  -  ful 
der  -  ful 
der  -  ful 
der  -  ful 


Sav  -  iour  !  We 

Sav  -  iour  !  That 

Sav  -  iour  !  And 

Sav  -  iour  !  And 


Copyright    1891,  bv  The  Biglow  A  main  Co. 


What  a  Wonderful  Saviour.— Concluded. 


Chorus. 


are       redeemed!  the  price  is  paid!  "What  a  won-der  -  ful 

rec  -   on-ciled  my      soul    to  God;  What  a  won-der  -  ful 

now    He  reigns  and  rules  there-in ;  What  a  won-der  -  ful 

keeps  me  faith  -  ful    day    by  day;  What  a  won-der  -  ful 


Sav-iour! 
Sav- 
Sav- 
Sav- 


r-iour!  \ 
r-iour!  ( 
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What  a    won  -  der-fal 


6  He  gives  me  overcoming  power, 
What  a  wonderful  Saviour! 
And  triumph  iu  each  trying  hour; 
What  a  wonderful  Saviour  ! 


6  To  Him  I've  given  all  my  heart, 
What  a  wonderful  Saviour ! 
The  world  6hall  never  share  a  part; 
What  a  wonderful  Saviour  I 


No.  268.      Jesus,  Saviour,  Pilot  Mel 


Rev.  Edward  Hopper. 


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(PILOT.    7s.    6  lines.) 


J.  E.  Gould. 


1.  Je   -   bus,    Sav   -    iour,    pi    -    lot      me, 

2.  As         a      moth    -    er      stills    her      child, 

3.  When  at     last  I       near    the     shore, 


0  -  ver  life's  tem  -  pest  -  ous  sea  ; 
Thou  canst  hush  the  o  -  cean  wild ; 
And    the     fear   -   ful    break -era     roar 


Un  -  known  waves 
Boist  -  'roua  waves 
'Twixt    me      and 


fore  me  roll,  Hid  -  ing  rock  and  treach'rous  shoal ; 
o  -  bey  Thy  will,  When  Thou  say'st  to  them  "Be  still!" 
the  peace  -  ful     re6t,      Then,  while    lean    -  ing      on     Thy    breast, 


Chart    and        com  -  pass    come    from  Thee:        Je    -  eus,      Sav     -  iour,    pi    -  lot 
Won  -  drous    Sov  -  'reign  of  the      sea,  Je    -  sus,      Sav    -  iour,    pi    -  lot 

May         I       hear      Thee  say         to       me,        "Fear   not,        T 


me. 
me. 
will     pi    -  lot        thee!" 

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No.  269. 


We  Shall  Meet, 


John  Atkinson,  D.  D. 


1.  We  shall  meet    be-yondthe    riv  -  er,     By  and  by,  by  and  by;  And  the  dark-  new 

2.  We   shall  strike  the  harps  of     gio-iy,     By  and  by,  by  and  by;  We  shall  sing     re- 

3.  We  shall  6ee     and   be    like    Je  -  6us,    By  and  by,  by  and  by ;  Who    a  crown   of 
4   There  our  tears  shall   all  cease  flow- ing,   By  and  by,  by  and  by;  And  with  sweet-eBt 


will    be       o  -   ver,  By  and  by 

demption'ssto  -  ry,  By  and  by 

life    will  give     us,  By  and  by 

rapt  -  ure  know  -  ing,  By  and  by 


by  and  by;  With  the    toil  -  some  jour- ney  done, 

by  and  by;  And    the  strains  for  -   ev  -  er-more 

by  and  by ;  And    the     an  -  gels   who   ful  -  fil 

by  and  by  ;  All      the  blest  ones,  who  have  gone 


And  the  glo-rious  bat  -  tie   won,  We  shall  shine  forth  as  the  sun,    By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

Shall  resound  in  sweetness   o'er    Yon-der  ev  -  er  -  last -ing  shore,  By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

All   the  mandates   of  His  will    Shall  at-tend,  aud  love  us  still,  By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

To    the  land  of     life  and  song,— We  with  shoutings  6hall  re-join,  By  and  by,  by  and  by. 


Copyright,  1898,  by  Hubert  P.  Main.     Used  by  per. 


No-  270,        Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer. 


Rev.  W.  W.  Walford.  Wm.  B.  Bradbury. 

Slow. 

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

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And     bids     me    at       my      Fa-ther's  throne  Make    all       my  wants  and    wish  -  es  known  : 
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And     oft      es-caped   the   temp -ter's  snare,  By     thy      re -turn,  sweet  hour    of  prayer. 

The  bigiowA  main  Co.,  owners  of  the  copyright. 


Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer.— Concluded, 


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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 !  :| 


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  snout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 

Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  I  :| 


No.  271.     Throw  Out  the  Life-Line, 


(May  be  Sung  as  a  Solo  and  Chorum 


Rev.  E.  S.  Ufford. 


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1.  Throw  out  the  Life-Line    a  -  cross  the  dark  wave,  There  is    a  brother  whom  6ome  one  should  save; 

2.  Throw  out  the  Life-Line  with  hand  quick  and  strong,Why   do    you  tar  -  ry,  why    lin-ger  so  long  ; 

3.  Throw  out  the  Life-Line  to     dan-ger-fraught  men,  Sink- ing    in  anguish  where  you've  never  been: 

4.  Soon    will  the  sea -son  of       res  -  cue    be  o'er,     Soon  will  they  drift  to       e  -    ter-ni-ty's shore, 


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See!      he    is  sink-ing ;  oh,     hast- en      to-day — And  out  with  the  Life-Boat !  away,  then,  a- way  ! 
Winds  of  temp- ta-tiou  and    bil  -  lows     of  woe     Will  soon  hurl  them  out  where  the  dark  waters  flow. 
Haste  theu,my  brother,    no  time    for      de  -  lay.   Butthrow   out  the  Life-Line  and  save  them  to-day. 


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No.  272,    Where  is  my  Boy  To-Night? 


R.  L. 


With  tenderness. 


Robert  Lowry,  D.  D. 


1.  Where    is  my  wand'ring  boy      to-night — The         boy      of  my    tenderest  care,  Tho 

2.  Once      he  was  pure      as  mora  -  ing   dew,      As  he    knelt    at  his  moth  -  er's  knee  ;  No 

3.  0        could  I     see      you  now,    my   boy,      As  fair     as  in      old  -    en  time'  When 

4.  Go         for  my   wand'ring  bow      to-night;   Go,        search  for  him  where  you  will;  But 


boy      that  was  once       my      joy  and  light,  The  child  of  my  love     and  prayer? 

face      was  so  bright,     no    heart  more  true,  And  none  was  so  sweet       as  he. 

prat  -    tie  and  smile  made  home  a     joy,  And   life  was  a     mer  -     ry  chime  t 

bring    him  to    me       with      all  his  blight,  And   tell  him  I    love      him  still. 


Chortjs.    Not  too  fast. 


O    where      is      my    boy        to    -    night?       0    where     is      my    boy         to  -  night?  My 


heart  o'er-flows,    for    L      love  him,    he  knows ;  0  where       is    my    boy        to    -    night? 


Copyright,  1877,  by  Biqlow  A  Main. 


No-  273.  From  Greenland's  Icy  Mountains. 


:  (MISSIONARY  HYMN.    7s.  6s.    D.) 


Reginald  Heber,  D.  D. 
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1.  From  Greenland's  i  -  cy    mountains,  From  In-  dia'a  cor  -  al    strand,  Where  Af-  ric's  sun-  ny 

2.  What  tho'  the    epi  -  cy    breez  -  ea  Blow   soft  o'er  Cey-  lon'a  isle,      Tho'      ev  -  'ry    pros-pect 

3.  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  light-  ed  By       wis-dom  from  on    high,      Shall    we     to   men  be- 

4.  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  eto  -  ry,  And    you,  ye    wa  -  ters    roll,      Till,    like     a     sea    of 

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fount-  aina  Boll  down  their  gold-en  sand,  From  many  an    an-  cient    riv  -   er,    From  many  a 

pleas  -  es  And    on-    ly  man    is    vile?  In        vain,  with  lav  -  ish    kind- ness,  The    gifts  of 

night -ed  The  light    of   life    de-ny?  Sal    -    va-  tion  !  oh,   sal-    va  -  tion  I  The     joy- ful 

ry,  It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ;  Till       o'er  our  ran-som'd    na  -  ture,  The  Lamb,  for 


palm-y       plain,  They    call    us     to     de    -    liv    -    er    Their    land  from  er  -  ror's  chain. 

God    are    strown:  The      hea-then,  in    his      bliud  -  ness,  Bows  down  to   wood  and    Btone. 

sound  pro -claim,  Till  earth's  re- mot- est       na  -    tion  Has  learned  Mes -si  -  ah's    name, 

sin-ners    slain,  Be  -  deem- er,  King,  Cre  -   a     -    tor,  In         bliss    re-turns    to      reign! 


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No-  274-       In  the  Cross  of  Christ. 


(RATHBUN.    8s.  7s.) 


Ir  John  Bowring. 


Ithamar  Conkey. 


1.  In      the  cross 

2.  When  the  woes 

3.  When  the  sun 

4.  Bane  and  bless 


of  Christ    I      glo  -  ry, 

of  life       o'er-take   me, 

of  bliss        is    beam-ing 

ing,  pain      and  pleas-  ure, 

■Jit.  -^                           •+• 


Tower-ing      o'er  the 
Hopes  de  -    ceive 

Light  and      love  up 

By        the    cross  are 

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All      the  light      of  sa      -  cred    sto  -  ry,  Gath  -  era  round  its      head  sub  -  lime. 

Nev  -  er  shall    the  cross  for  -  sake   me ;  Lo  !        it  glows  with  peace  and    joy. 

From  the  cross     the  ra    -  diance  streaming,  Adds    new  lus  -  ter       to    the      day. 

Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no        meas-ure,  Joys    that  through  all     time  a   -  bide. 


WfW3? 


No.  275.       All  Hail  the  Power. 


(CORONATION.    C.  M.) 


Rev.  E.  Perronet. 


Oliver  H olden. 


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1.  All       hail       the    power      of          Je  -    6ua'    name  I   Let        an  •    gels    pros  -  trate  fall ; 

2.  Let        ev    -    'ry       kin  -  dred,       ev  -    'ry     tribe,     On       this       ter  -    res  -  trial  ball, 

3.  Oh,      that      with      yon  -    der         sa  -   cred  throng    We        at       His      feet    may  fall ; 


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No.  276.     My  Country,  'tis  of  Thee, 


*i  4.  ; 

1.  My  couu-try,    'tis    of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  lib  -  cr-ty,  Of     thee    I      sing;  Land 

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

3.  Let  mu-sic  swell  the  breeze,  And  ring  from  all  the  tree3,  Sweet  freedom's  song;  Let 

4.  Our    fa-thers' God,  to  Thee,  Au  -  thor    of  lib-er-ty,  To    Thee  we      sing;  Long 


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fa-thers  died  Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride,  From  ev  -  'ry  mountain  side,  Let  free-dom  ring, 
rocks  and  rills,  Thy  woods  and  templed  hills,  My  heart  with  rapture  thrills,  Like  that  a-  bove. 
tongues  awake,  Let  all  that  breathe  partake,  Let  rocks  their  silence  break,  The  sound  pro  -  long, 
land  be  bright,  With  freedom's  ho- ly  light,  Pro- tect    us      by  Thy  might,  Great  God,  our    King. 

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Slttorx. 


Note. — Songs  marked  *  are  especially  adapted  for  use  as  solos,  duets,  or  quartets. 
Titles  in  Small  Caps — First  Lines  in  Roman. 


No. 

A  Blessing  in  Prayer 96 

A  Home  in  the  Skies 139 

A  Pilgrim  and  a  Stranger 103 

*A  Starless  Crown 73 

A  storm  gathers  dark  o'er  the  foam       2 
A  wonderful  Saviour  is  Jesus  my....   107 

Abide  with  Me 179 

Above  the  Bright  Blue 92 

All  Hail  the  Power 275 

All  Taken  Away 98 

All  to  Christ  I  Owe 233 

All  to  Jesus  I  surrender 143 

America.     6s  &  4s 276 

An  Open  Bible  for  the  World..  120 

Are  you  heavy-laden  and  with 106 

Are  you  living  for  the  Saviour?....     35 

At  the  Altar  Kneeling 174 

At  the  Judgment  Seat 89 

Awake!  awake!  put  on  thy 32 

Beautiful  Day 55 

Beautiful  Valley  of  Eden 229 

♦Because  He  Loves  Me  so 66 

Beecher.     8s  &  7s  D 214 

Bera.     L.M 119 

Be  silent,  be  silent 117 

Bethany.     6s  &  4s 221 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  each  passing....  13 

Blessed   Assurance 209 

Blessed  Home-land 19 

Bless  Me  Now 226 

Blest  be  the  Tie  that  Binds....  251 

Bright  Glory  Land! 153 

By  the  Gate 218 

*CanI  Forget? 90 

Christ  Arose 212 

Christ  has  for  sin  atonement 267 

Christ  My  All 136 

Close  to  the  Heart  of  Jesus 22 

Close  to  Thy  Cross,  O  Christ....  133 

*Come,  Blessed  Lord 157 

Come,  Come  to  Jesus  ! 127 

Come,  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed  264 
Come,  Great  Deliverer.  Come....  201 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 256 

Come,  Thou  Fount 242 

Come  Unto  Me.  Ye  Weary 104 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord 215 

Consecration 261 

Coronation.    CM 275 


Countless  Mergies 

Dear  Saviour,  we,  Thy  children... 
*Dear  to  the   Heart   of   the. 

Deeper  Love 

Deeper   Yet 

Dennis.      S.M 

Does  Jesus  Care? 

*Doing  His  Will 

Down  at  the  cross,  where  my 

Dying  with  Jesus,  by  death 


Encamped  along  the  hills  of  light.. 

Eternal  life  through  Christ  the 

Even  Me 

Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy 

Faith  is  the  Victory 

Far  away  amid  the  darkness 

*Firm  on  the  Rock  I  Stand 

*Friend  Unseen,  We  Love  Thee 

From  every  stormy  wind  that 

From  Greenland's  Icy 

From  the  early  morning  light 

From  the  hundred  sheep  which 

Gentle  Saviour,  meek  and  lowly... 

Give  Yourself  to  Jesus 

Gladly  We  Will  Go 

Gliding  o'er  life's  fitful  waters 

Glory  to  His  Xame 

God  Be  with  You 

God  Calling  Yet 

Graven  on  Thy  Palms 


Happy  Resting 

Hark!  Hark,  My  Soul! 

*Hark!  There  Comes  a  Whisper 
Hast  thou  trimmed  thy  lamp.  my.. 
Have  thy  affections  been  nail'd  to.. 
Have  you  had  a  kindness  shown?. 

Hear  and  Answer  Prayer 

Hear  the  footsteps  of  Jesus 

Hear  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 

Heart   Queries 

Heavenly  Father,  bless  me  now.... 

He  Hideth  My  Soul 

*He  is  Knocking 

He  Leadeth  Me 

He  Who  Safely  Keepeth 

He's  the  One 

Hide  Me 


No. 

106 

110 

28 

39 

47 

251 

4 

205 

222 

208 

213 
121 

29 

33 

213 

53 

165 

164 

27 

273 

79 
191 

25 

8 

176 

19 
222 
260 
119 
183 

128 

175 

57 

51 

94 

85 

151 

43 

150 

35 

226 

107 

155 

243 

182 

44 

265 


253 


3Jntex. 


Hide  Thou  Me 

Hiding  in  Thee 

Higher  Ground 

His  Way  with  Thee 

Hold  My  Hand.  Dear  Saviour... 

Hold  Thou  My  Hand 

Holiest,  Holiest! 

Holy  Ghost,  with  Light  Divine 

Holy.  Holy!  Lord  God 

Holy  Spirit.  Faithful  Guide 

Humbly,  0  Lord,  I  Wait 

Hursley.     L.M 

I  am  Anchored  Safe 

i  am  Coming  to  the  Cross 

I  am  praying,  blessed  Saviour 

I  am  Praying  for  You 

I  am  Resting  on  the  Promise  ... 

I  am  Satisfied 

I  am  Thine,  O  Lord 

I  Cannot  Drift  Beyond  Thy. ... 

I  Cannot  Let  Him  Go 

I  cannot  tell  you  how  my  Saviour.. 
*I  Have  a  Friend  so  Precious.... 
I  have  a  Saviour.  He's  pleading.... 

I  have  peace  with  God,  sweet 

*I  Have  Stood  Upon  the 

I  hear  the  Saviour  say 

I  Hear  Thy  Welcome  Voice 

I  Love  to  Tell  the  Story 

I  Must  Tell  Jesus 

I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour 

I  need  Thee.  O  My  Saviour 

I  see  the  nail-pierced  hands  of 

I  Shall  Be  Like  Him 

I  shall  wear  a  golden  crown 

*I  Surrender  Ali 

I  take  mv  portion  from  Thy  hand. 

I  Want  to  Go  There 

I  Will  Gladly  Follow  Him 

I  Will  Go 

I  Will  Sing  of  thy  Redemption 

I  Will  Sing  the  Wondrous 

*I  Would  Follow 

I  would  ever  follow  Thee 

If  graven  on  Thy  palm 

If  He,  mv  Lord,  is  with  me  still 

♦If  the  'Saviour  Journey  with.. 

If  vou  are  tired  of  the  load  of 

I'll  Go  Where  You  Want  Me 

I'll  Live  for  Thee 

I'm  pressing  on  the  upward  way... 

I've  wander'ed  far  away  from 

In  Closer  Bonds  to  Thee 

In  His  Harvest 

In  the  blood  from  the  cross 

In  -he  Cross  of  Christ 

*In  the  Fadeless  Spring-time.... 

In  the  Hour  of  Trial 

3tB  she  land  of  fadeless  day 


No. 

77 

99 

81 

86 

11 

181 

135 

101 

24S 

167 

59 

234 

72 
259 
151 
240 
147 
195 
249 
177 

S7 

102 

9 

240 

105 

83 
233 
223 
199 

42 
109 

75 

66 

24 
112 
143 
173 

69 
148 

41 

34 
211 
169 
136 
183 
195 

80 

60 
130 
131 

81 
159 
161 

63 

47 
274 
218 
123 

93 


In  Thy  cleft,  O  Rock  of  Ages 

*Is  it*  Well  with  My  Soul? 

Is  there  a  heart  that  is  waiting.... 

Is  there  any  one  can  help  us 

Is  Thy  Heart  Right  with  God?. 

Italian  Hymn.    6s  &  4s 

It  may  not  be  on  the  mountain's... 

Jesus  comes  with  power  to  gladden 

Jesus  Has  Promised  Me 

Jesus,  I  bless  Thee,  Saviour  divine 

Jesus,  I  my  sins  confess 

Jesus  is  Mine 

* Jesus  is  Passing  this  Wat 

Jesus  is  pleading 

Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross 

Jesus,  Lover  of  My  Soul 

Jesus.  My  -All 

Jesus   Only! 

Jesus  Saves  

Jesus,  Saviour,  hear  my  call 

Jesus,  Saviour.  Pilot  Me! 

Jesus  washed  my  sins  away 

Just  as  I  am 

*Just  a  Word  with  Jesus 

Just  beyond  the  silent  river 

Just  Lean  Upon  Jesus 

Just  One  Glimpse 

*Just  One  Touch 

Just  to  trust  in  the  Lord 

Keep  on  the  Sunny  Side  of  Life 

Last  Hote.    7s 

*Lead  and  Keep  Me 

Lead.  Kindly  Light 

Lead  Me.  Feed  Me 

Let  Jesus  Come  into  Your 

Let  the  Blessed  Saviol'r  in 

Life  Through  the  Crucified... 

Lonely?  no,  not  lonely 

Look  Away  to  Jesus 

Lord,  Abide  with  Me 

Lord  at  Thy  Mercy-seat 

Lord,  I'm  Coming  Home 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 

Lord  Jesus.  I  long  to  be  perfectly 

Love  Divine 

Loving  Saviour,  lead  Thou  me 

Low  in  the  grave  He  lay 

Loyalty  to  the  Master 

>1ake  Haste 

Make  Me  a  Blessing  To-day 

*Man  the  Life-boat 

^Marching  we  go 

Martyn.     7s  D 

May  I  Come  to  Thee0 

'Mid  the  wild  and  fearful  blast 

Mighty*  to  Save  Us 

Missionary  Hymn.  7s  &  6s  D.... 


No. 
77 

146 
84 
44 
94 

256 

130 

134 

137 

95 

157 

33 

84 

23 

113 

219 

236 

141 

138 

163 

268 

200 

231 

76 

128 

156 

7 

26 
205 

67 

101 
178 
255 
196 

60 

68 
171 

50 
184 
163 
236 
159 

29 
207 
214 
178 
212 
108 

2 

152 

118 

16 

219 

25 

88 

162 

273 


254 


litfax. 


No. 

*MoMENT  BY  MOMENT 20S 

z  and  More  I  Need  Thee...  21 

z  Holt  Would  I  Be 

'.   vz  to  Thee.  0  Christ....  220 

Ify  body,  soul  and  spirit 261 

.untry,  'tis  of  thee 276 

My  Faith  Looks  Up  to  Thee 239 

My  happy  soul  rejoices 227 

Ifv  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less....  266 

My  Jksub,  I  :-v-   Tkzz     ,.     245 

My  life,  my  love.  I  give  to  Thee....  131 

*Mt  Lord*  and  1 9 

My  Saviour  First  of  All 190 

My  Saviour.  I  Need  Thee 

My  soul  at  last  a  rest  hath  found...  168 

My  soul  is  uplifted  with  rapture...  139 

^  Nailed  to  the  Cross 6 

Nkabkh  Each  Moment 95 

Nearer.  My  God.  to  Thee 221 

Nearer.  Still  Nearer 1 

Near  the  Cross 113 

Nettleton.     Ss  k  7s 242 

*Never  Alone 50 

Never  be  sad  or  desponding 18 

Never  Give  Up 18 

Never  Will  I  C  -  lbs  to  Love  .  .  200 
No  matter  where  the  Saviour  leads  148 

*No  Night  There 93 

No,  Not  One! *. 20 

*Not  Empty-handed 154 

Nothing  earthly  meets  the  longing  141 

Not  One  Forgotten 14 

Now  the  Day  is  Over 1S9 

O  Beautiful  Land 52 

O  Be  Watchful 51 

*0  Come  Unto  Jesus 

O  for  a  heart  that  is  whiter 124 

O  for  a  Heart  Whiter  than 124 

O  for  a  Soul 230 

O  Happy  Day 262 

O  hear  mv  crv,  be  gracious  now...  201 

O  How  He  Loves 225 


O  How  Sweet  to  Sing  of  Jesus. 
O  it  is  Wonderful 


15 
64 

O  it's  only  a  few  short  years 70 

O  Light  of  Light  Shine  ln 71 

*0  Little  Town  of  Bethlehem..   Ill 

O  Look  and  Live 121 

O  Lord,  my  soul  rejoiceth  in  Thee..  206 
*0  Morrow  Land,  Abiding  Land  1ST 

O  mv  Saviour,  humblv  I  am 174 

O  Rock  of  Ages 168 

O  safe  to  the  Rock  that  is 99 

O  softly  the  Spirit  is  whispering...   152 

O  spread  the  tidings  round 78 

O  stand  for  the  right,  whatever....  10 
O  the  dearest  name  of  all  is  Jesus..  74 
0  the  Name  of  Jesus! 145 


No. 

62 

34 

48 

166 

31 

46 

171 

202 

126 

239 

65 

87 

160 

225 

70 

264 

3 

54 

180 

197 

193 

36 

85 
246 

23 
232 
232 
105 
123 
268 
228 
237 

39 
169 

97 

274 
219 
244 
2.58 
254 

*Safe  ln  the  Arms  of  Jesus 250 

vders.     11,  10,  9,  11 175 

*Saved  by  Grace 216 

-  z  One 193 

-  :  :»ur,  I  am  hungry 196 

:dur,  More  Than  Life  to  Me  241 

3      -our,  we  pray  Thee,  from 45 

Saviour,  where  Thou  leadest 129 

*Seek  Ye  First  the  Kingdom 38 

-  *  Christ  my  soul  from  sin 91 

Softly  and  Tenderly 192 

i  the  Bells  are  Ringing...  49 
Some  day  the  silver  cord  will  break  216 
Spked  for  Thy  Life 5 

9      JfD   FOR    THE    RlGHT 10 

Stand  Up  for  Jesus 253 

Stzpptng  ln  the  Light 149 

Sun  of  My  Soul 234 


O  the  song  within  my  soul 

O  Thou  Rock  of  my  "salvation 

O  to  be  gentle  and  holy 

O  to  Be  Like  Thee 

O  to  Be  More  Tender 

O  What  a  Message 

O  what  joy  the  believer  may 

O  Where  Shall  Rest 

O  where,  where  to-day  are  the 

Olivet.    6s  <t  4s 

Once  Again  Before  Thy 

One  is  standing  at  the  door 

More  Day's  Work  for 

One  there  is  above  all  others 

Only  a  Few  Short  Years 

Only  Trust  Him 

Only  Trust  the  Saviour's 

*On  the  Watch  Tower 

On  to  the  Conflict 

Our  Father,  God.     8,  6.  S.  6s 

Out  in  the  breakers  are  perishing. 
*Oyer  and  Over 

Pass  it  On 

Pass  Me  Not 

^Patiently  Pleading 

Pax  Tecum.     10s 

Peace.  Perfect  Peace 

Peace  with  God 

Penitence.     6s  <t  5s  D 

Pilot.    7s  6  lines 

Praise  Him!  Praise  Him! 

Praise  Ye  the  Father 

Precious  Saviour,  dearest  Friend.. 

Precious  Saviour,  I  would  follow... 

—  on.  press  on  with  eager  joy... 

Rathbux.     Ss  k  7s 

*Refuge.     7s  D 

Rescue  the  Perishtxg 

Revive  L~s  Again 

Rock  of  Ages 


255 


Mbtx. 


No. 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer 270 

Sweet  is  the  Work 194 

Sweet  Peace,  the  Gift 185 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you...  252 

Take  Time  to  Be  Holy 22-1 

Teach  Me  to  Be  True 13 

Tell  Me  the  Old,  Old  Story....  198 

The  Blessed  Rock 88 

The  Christian  Race 97 

The  Comforter  Has  Come! 78 

The  day  is  gone,  its  light  is 161 

The  Dearest  Name  of  All  is....     74 

The  Door  of  Hope 30 

The  fields  are  all  white 63 

The  Gospel  Trumpet  Sounds 61 

The  Grand  Old  Story  of 58 

The  Hour  of  Prayer 142 

The  Hour  We  Spend  with  Jesus  1 32 

*The  Land  of  Welcomes 37 

The  Lord  is  My  Banner 12 

The  Lord  is  our  Shepherd,  precious  176 

The  Lost  Sheep..* 191 

The  Mercy  Seat 27 

The  Missionary  Triumph 32 

The  Precious  Name 252 

The  Solid  Rock 266 

The  Song  Within  My  Soul 62 

The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth 82 

The  Whole  Wide  World 144 

There  comes  to  my  heart  one 185 

There  is  a  land  beyond  the  stars....  153 
There  is  a  land  mine  eye  shall  see..     73 

There  is  a  land  of  welcomes 37 

There  is  a  Fountain 257 

There  is  joy  in  my  heart  all  the 72 

There  is  No  Dearer  Friend 125 

There  is  no  nearer,  dearer  friend...  125 
There  is  no  sweeter  time  than  this  132 
There  is  Pardon  at  the  Cross....  122 

There  is  Peace 40 

There  is  Power  in  the  Blood....  140 

There  is  rest,  sweet  rest  at  the 96 

There  was  One  who  was  willing  to  6 
There'll  Be  No  Dark  Valley...  115 
There's  a  beautiful  place  called....  92 
There's  a  dark  and  a  troubled  side  67 
There's  a  Friend  that  Abides....  100 

There's  a  soft,  pleading  voice 158 

There's  a  word  of  tender  beauty....  14 
There's  an  hour  that  comes  like  a..  142 
There's  not  a  friend  like  the  lowly..  20 
There's  Power  in  Jesus'  Blood  227 

♦There's  Work  to  Do 79 

Thine    Alone 45 

This  I  Know 102 

Though  joys,  like  the  sunshine....  146 
Though  unseen,  yet  still  we  love....   164 

♦Though  Your'Sins  be  as 238 

Through  the  sacrifice  of  Jesus 40 


No, 

*Throw  Out   the  Life-line 271 

'Tis  so  Sweet  to  Trust 188 

'Tis  the  Blessed  Hour 235 

To  God  Be  the  Glory 186 

Toplady.     7s  6  lines 254 

To  the  Work 210 

*Tread  Softly 117 

Trust  and  Obey 203 

Trying  to  walk  in  the  steps  of 149 

♦Under  His  Wings 17 

Under  the  standard  of  Christ  the..     16 

Valley  of  Eden  beyond  the  sea...  172 
♦Valley  of  Rest 172 

We're  Marching  to  Zion 215 

We  are  told  of  a  home  in  that 69 

Weary  Heart,  O  Come  to  Me....     53 

Wearv  soul,  in  sorrow  pining 30 

Webb.     7s  &  6s  D 253 

Well  Done 56 

We  have  heard  the  jovful  sound....  138 

We  praise  Thee,  O  God 258 

We  Shall  Meet 269 

We  tell  it  as  we  journey  toward....     58 

We  Will  Follow  Thee 129 

What  a  Friend  We  Have 247 

What  a  Wonderful  Saviour 267 

Whate'er  it  Be 173 

When  I  Get  Home 112 

When  I  shall  reach  the  more 24 

When  Jesus  comes  to  reward  His..  204 

When  Love  Shines  in 134 

When  my  lifework  is  ended 190 

When  our  way  is  hedged  about  us  3 
When  the  Bridegroom  Comes....  170 
When  the  Master  comes  in  glory....     56 

When  the  Roll  is  Called 217 

When  the  trumpet  of  the  Lord 217 

When  we  walk  with  the  Lord 203 

Where  Are  the  Sheep? 126 

Where  are  the  sins  that  once 98 

♦Where  is  My  Boy  To-night?....  272 
Where  is  my  wandering  boy  to-....  272 
Where  Jesus  is,  'Tis  Heaven....     91 

Where  Two  or  Three  Are 110 

Whiter  Than  Snow 207 

♦Whosoever   Will 150 

Who  Will  Follow  Jesus? 114 

Will  Jesus  Find  Us  Watching?  204 
Will  our  lamps  be  filled  and  ready..   170 

Wilt  Thou  Be  Made  Whole? 43 

•♦Wonderful   Love 206 

Woodworth.     L.M 231 

Would  you  be  free  from  your 140 

Would  you  feel  your  heart  grow....  8 
Would  you  live  for  Jesus  and  be....     86 

♦Yield  Not  to  Temptation 263 

You  May  Have  the  Joy-bells...  116 


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