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THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY
Endowed by the Reverend
Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d.
LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY
PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY
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EMORY HYM
A COLLECTION OF
SACRED HYMNS AND MUSIC
FOR USE IN
PUBLIC WORSHIP, SUNDAY-SCHOOLS,
SOCIAL MEETINGS AND FAMILY WORSHIP.
COMMITTEE ON SELECTIONS:
REV. L. T. WIDERMAN,
REV. ANDREW LONGACRE,
REV. GEORGE W. SIIRECK,
WILLIAM RUDOLPH,
J. FRANK SUPPLEE,
WM. C. J EN NESS,
CHAS. J. TAYLOR,
JOHN T. GRAPE,
JOSEPH F. IIINDES,
SAM'L J. HINDES,
ED. A. HARTMAN,
GEORGE UASLUP,
ROBT. HASLUP,
HARRY SANDERS,
BENSON M. GREENE,
S. FRANK BENNBTXi,
THEO. WILCOX.
PHILADELPHIA :
JOHN J. HOOD,
1018 Arch Street.
BALTIMORE:
Grape, Taylor & Supplee,
203 Camden Street.
Copyright, 1887, by John J. Hoo».
PREFACE.
f% EALIZING the need of a collection of hymns for use by the Emory GroT«
]| camp meetings, a committee of musical directors from the churches of the
' varied branches of Methodism in Baltimore was selected to compile such a
work.
The need of a collection of hymns and tunes for all the varied forms of divine
service soon became apparent, and the purposes and scope of the undertaking were
accordingly enlarged. The aim of the committee has been to glean from all fields
the choicest flowers of sacred song, and to present to the church a bouquet of hymna
alike grateful to congregation and school, prayer meeting and the social circle.
There has been just criticism upon the poor poetry and worse theology of some
af the hymns sung in our churches. To correct this evil, a judicious committee of
Divines lias carefully examined almost every verse, and has resolutely rejected all
which are of inferior quality or doubtful meaning.
There has also been a careful revision and inspection of the tunes used, in order
especially that melodies as thin as air shall not be married to words expressing the
deepest phases of religious fervor.
The committee return their grateful acknowledgments to the many kind frienda
who have so generously assisted them by free use of valuable copyrights, by
unstinted donation of new selections, and much helpful advice and assistance.
May the Master of Assemblies, before whom the majestic choir of the redeemed
hosts praise night and day, make this work a blessing to all who use it is the fervent
prayer of
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1. Wake, wake the son<r! our <:;lad jubilee Once more we hail with sweet melody,
2. Marching to Zion, dear, blessed home! Lord, by thy mercy lather we come ;
3. Yet once again the anthem repeat, Join ev'ry voice the Master to greet;
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Bring- ing our hymns of praise uu - to thee, O most ho - ly Lord !
Guide us, we pray, wher- e'er we may roam, Keep us in thy fear;
Love's sac - ri- fice we lay at his feet, In his tem- pie now ;
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Praise for thy care by day and by night,Praise for the homes by love made so bright;
Fill ev -'ry soul with love all divine. Now cause thy face npon us to shine ;
IS- aeeent, the off 'riiiff -wp, brinir Rlendinur with snn<>-s the odors of snrinir-
p m ev -ry soui wirn Jove aii aivine, inow cause iny race npon us to snine ;
Jesus, accept the oflf'ring we bring. Blending with songs the odors of spring;
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Thanks for the pure and soul-cheering light Beaming from thy word. Then
Grant that our hearts may truly be thiue All the com- ing year.
Still of thy wondrous love we will sing, Till in heaven we bow.
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1. Ev-'ry day my soul is hap - py, For I feel my Saviour near ;
2. Ev -'ry day, the' storm and sorrow Dark-ly round my pathway rise,
3. Ev-'ry day my home is hap - py, For with Je - sus I a- bide;
4. Ev -'ry day my hopes grow brighter, Tho' the hopes of earth are gone ;
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I am look - ing up for com- fort. Far beyond earth's changing skies.
Drinking from the liv - ing fountain. With his good- ness sat - is - fled.
Ev -'ry day my rest diaws nearer. As my Sav - iour leads me on.
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2. Oh, how en - riching is this sacred treasure ! En - riching to this
3. Oh, yes, I rest, how blessed is the rest- ing ! I rest to- day, I'm
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I henceforth, for-ev- er. Lord, am thine.
Je- sus will be yours as he is mine.
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1. A lit - tic talk with Je - sus, How it smooths the rugged road !
2. Ah, this is what I'm wanting, His love-ly face to see;
3. I can - not live without him. Nor would I if I could ;
4. So I'll wait a lit - tie long - er. Till his appoint - ed time,
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How it seems to help me on- ward, "When I foint beneath my load;
And I'm not a- fraid to say it, I know he's Avanting me.
He is my dai - ly por-tion, My med - i-cine and food.
And a- long the upward path- way My pll - grim feet shall climb.
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When my heart is crushed with sorrow, And my eyes with tears are dim,
He gave his life a ran-som, To make me all his own,
He is al - to- gcth - er love - ly ; None can with him com- pare ;
There, in my Father's dwell-inij, Where man - y mansions be,
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Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it, Redeemed by the blood oi the Lamb;
Redeemed, and so happy in Je - sus, No language my rapture can tell,
I think of my blessed Redeemer, I think of him all the day long,
I know I shall see in his beauty The King in whose law I de - light,
I know there's a crown that is waiting In yonder bright mansion for me,
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Redeemed thro' his infi- nite mer - cy, His child and forcv - er I am.
I know that the light of his presence With me doth continual - ly dwell.
I sing, for I cannot be si - lent, His love is the theme of my song.
Who loving- ly guardeth my footsteps, And giveth me songs in the night,
And soon, with the spirits made perfect, At home with the Lord I shall be.
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Oh, sometimes the shadows are deep, And rough seems the path to the goal.
2. Oh, sometimes how long seems the day. And sometimes how weary my feet;
3. Oh, near to the Rock let me keep, If blessings, or sorrows prevail ;
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Or climbing the mountain-way steep, Or walking the shadow- y vale.
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1. Je-sus, my Lord, to thee I cry, Unless thou help me I must die;
2. Helpless I am, and full of guilt, But yet for me thy blood was spilt,
3. I thirst, I long to know thy love, Thy full sal -vation I would prove;
4. If thou hast work for me to do, Inspire my will, my heart renew,
5. And when at last the work is done, The bat- tie o'er, the vie -fry won,
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And thou can'st make me what thou wilt. But take me
But since to thee I can- not move. Oh, take me
And work both in and by me, too, But take me
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JUST AS I AM.
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1 Just as I am, without one plea,
But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bid'st me come to thee,
O Lamb of God, I come !
2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot.
To thee whose blood can cleanse each
O Lamb of God, I come ! [spot,
3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt.
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come !
4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind.
Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come !
5 Just as I am— thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come !
6 Just as I am —thy love unknown
Hath broken every barrier down,
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come !
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1. When we enter the portals of glo - ry, And the great host of ransom'd we see,
2. When we see all the saved of the ages, Who from crnel death partings are free,
3. When we stand by the beautiful river,'Neath the shade of the life-giving tree,
4. When we look on the form that redeem'd us, And his glory and majesty see,
As the numberless sand of the sea-shore, What a wonderful sight that will be !
Greeting there with a heavenly greeting, What a wonderful sight that will be !
Gazing out o'er the fair land of promise. What a wonderful sight that will be !
While as King of the saints he is reigning. What a wonderful sight that will be!
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1. Look, ye saints, the sight is gloriows. See the Man of Sorrows now !
2. Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him: Rich the trophies Jesus brings:
3. Sin - ncrs in do- rision crown'd him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ;
4. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
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From the fight rctum'd victorious, Ev - 'ry knee to him shall bow ;
In the scat of power enthrone him, "Wliilo the vault of heaven rings :
Saints and angels crowd around him, Own his ti - tie, praise his name:
Je - sus takes the highest station: Oh, what joy the sight affords!
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Crowns become the Victor's brow ;
Crown the Saviour King of kings ;
Spread abroad the Victor's fame ;
King of kings, and Lord of lords ;
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Crown the Saviour King of kings.
Spread a- broad the Vic- tor's fame.
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1. Sing glo-ry to God in the highest, For wonderful things he hath done;
2. Oh ! perfect redemption to sinners, The purchase of Jesus' own blood,
3. Rejoice, then, rejoice, all ye peo- pie, The wondrous transaction is done i
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The vil- est oifend - er is pardoned. Is saved thro' the promise of God.
The life-gate is o - pen, come, ent- cr, Thro' Jesus, the Cru - cified One.
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2. Will you come, will you come? there is mercy for you. Balm for your ach- ing
3. Will you come, will you come, you have nothing to pay ; Je -sus, who loves you
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1. To the cross of Christ, my Sav- iour,
2. At the cross, while meekly bow- ing,
3. At the cross, while prostrate ly - ing,
4. At the cross I'm calmly rest - ing,
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Je- sus' blood flowed o'er my soul,
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Burdened, faint, and broken-heart -ed, Praying, "Je- sus, make me whole.
" I have died for your transgressions, And I free - ly all for - give."
All my guilt and sin were cov - ered. And he whispered, "Child, be whole.
I am tast- ing of his glo - ry, I am rest- ing at his feet.
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2. Keep looking un - to Je- sus with the night around, Keep looking un - to
3. Keep looking un - to Je- sus when the storms are out, Keep looking unto
4. Keep looking un - to Je- sus, Author of our faith, Keep looking un - to
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Jesua all the day. When our hopes are steadfast and our hearts are strong,
Je-sus, Star and Sun. We shall yet betiold him with full glo- ry crowned,
Je-sus, sore-ly tried; We shall win the hat- tie with a song and shout;
Je - sus as we move. We shall share his triumph ov - er sin and death.
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We are pilgrims looking home, Sad and wea- ry oft we roam, But we
2. O these teuder broken ties. How they dim our aching eyes, But like
3. When our fettered souls are free. Far beyond the narrow sea, And we
4. Thro' our pilgrim journey here, Tlio' the night is sometimes drear, Let us
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j ewels they will shine in the morning ; When our victor palms we bear. And our
hear the Saviour's voice in the morning ; When our golden sheave* we bring To the
watch and persevere till the morning; Then our highest tribute raise For the
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robes immor- tal wear. We shall know each other there, in the morn- ing.
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love that crowns our days, And to Jesus give the praise in the morn- ing.
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1. Poor, starving soul, there's room for thee Within thy Father's home;
2. Thy Father waits; what keeps thee back? Behold his pleading face!
3. O, lin- ger not, the time is short. Its sands are ebb- ing fast ;
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His circling arms would clasp thee now; O, seek his dear em - brace;
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Come in,— be- hold, thy Fa- ther calls ; His love for thee is great;
He longs to hear thee say, for- give; He mourns thy hapless state;
Come in, while yet thy Father pleads. Slight not his love so great;
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Sountif tfte 3nf}iitt.
Martha J. Lankton.
Wm. J KiKKPATRICK.
1. Sound, sound the jub-i - lee, God is our King! Hail him, ye
2. Sound, soimd the juh-i - lee, "Wake and re-joice! Laud his re-
3. Bright - ly the morning star Breaks from the skies, O ye de-
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deeming grace With
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heart and voice,
up your eyes ;
He has de-liv-ered us,
Great is the mighty Lord,
Come to his tem- pie gates,
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Praise ye his name
Great is our King
Come, come a - way ;
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Now and for - ev - er- more His praise shall ring.
Haste, let his courts be filled With praise to-day.
Our wonder- ful, wonder- ful Lord and
Oh, j oy- ful -ly, joy- ful- ly come u - nit
He ten-der-ly comforts the wea - ry - heart
Our wonder- ful, wonder • ful Lord, our wonder- ful Lord and Sav
Oh, joy- ful - ly, joy- ful - ly come, oh, joy- ful - ly come u-nit
He tender - ly comforts the wea - ry, comforts the wea- ry-heart
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Who rul- eth and reigneth from shore to shove,
To hon - or and worship the Prince of Peace ;
His mer-cy en- dur-eth for - ev - - er - more;
Who ruleth and reigneth, who rul -eth and reigneth from shore to shore,
To hon- or and worship, to hon -or and worship the Prince of Peace;
His mer-cy en-durcth for - ev - er, en - dureth for-ev - er-more;
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him shall the princes of earth be gath - ered,
joy- fill -ly, joy- ful-ly spread his tri - iimph,
wonder- ful, wonder- ful love of Jc - sua !
To him shall the princes of earth,
Oh, joy- ful-ly, joy- ful - ly spread,
Oh, wonder- ful, wonder -ful love,
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oh, joy- ful-ly spread his tri - umph,
oh, wonder- ful love of Je - susl
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ag - es c - ter- nal his name a - dore.
get him the glo - ry that ne'er shall cease,
sing of its rapture when time is o'er.
And ag - es e- ter -nal, and ag - es a - ter -nal his name a - dore.
And get him the glo - ry, and get him the glo - ry that ne'er shall cease.
We'll sing of its rapture, we'll sing of its rap-ture when time is o'er.
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Callena Fisk.
' Peace through the blood of his cross." — Col. i. 20
John T. Grape.
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1. I stand all be - wil - clered with won - der,
2. I Strug- gled and wres - tied to win it, —
3. He laid his hand on me and healed me,
4. The Prince of my Peace is now pass - ing,
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gaze on the o- cean of love, And o - ver its waves to my
bless- ing that set- teth me free, — But when I had ceased from my
bade me be ev - 'ry whit whole ; I touched but the hem of his
light of his face is on me ; But lis - ten, be - lov - ed, he
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D.S. — In Je- sus I'm hopeful - ly
Fine.
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si>ix - it Comes peace, like a heav - en - ly
Strug - gles, His peace Je - sus gave un - to
gar - ment. And glo - ry came thrill- ing my
speak - eth, "My peace will I give uu - to
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soul,
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trust - ing,
CHORUS.
My will is the will of my
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low covers my
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The cross now covers my sins, The past is un- der the blood.
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"The Spirit itself beareth witness with our soirit, that we are
W. A. O. Rom. viii. "16
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1. Saved by his goodness I am; I will triumphant • ly sing;
2. Tid - ings of grace I would tell; Tid- ings of love I will sing;
3. Glo - ry to God and the Lamb ! Glo - ry to Je - sus I'll sing !
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Washed in the blood of the Lamb, I am a child of the King.
Anthems of prais- es would swell ; I am a child of the King.
Saved thro' his prom- ise I am ; Yea I'm a child of the King.
Though I have slighted his mer - cy and grace, Though I have
I at the mount of my sin stood a - ghast ; Threat - en - ing
Oh, the sweet comfort in Je - sus I find ! Oh, the sweet
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peace and con - tentment of mind ! I can see clear - ly, where
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heard me at last, — Now I'm a child of the King,
once I was blind, — I am a child of the King.
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1. Sound the bat - tie cry, See! the foe is nigh; Raise the standard high
2. Strong to meet the foe, March-ing on we go, While our cause we knovr
3. Oh ! thou God of ail, Hear us when we call, Help us, one and all,
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By
thy grace ; When the bat - tie's done, An
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the light.
And the vie - t'ry won.
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Rest your cause up - on his ho - ly word. Rouse, then, sol-diers!
Bat - tling for the right, we ne'er can fail.
May we wear the crown be - fore thy face. *i *i *i *i
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come from hill and valley ; Fathers, brothers, earnest, drave, and strong! Onward
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Death to Alchohol ! " your bat -tie song.
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Fanvy J. Crosby.
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Wm. J. KlRKFA-THICK.
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1. We are nev - er, nev- er wea - ry of tlie grand old song ; Glo - ry to
2. We are lost a- mid the rapture of redeem - ing love ; Glo - ry to
3. We are go -ing to a palace that is built of gold; Glo-ry to
4. There we'll shout redeeming mercy in a glad, new song ; Glo - ry to
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God, hal- le - In - jah ! We can sing it loud as ever, with our faith more strong :
God, hal- le - In -jah ! We are rising on its pinions to the hills a - hove :
God, hal- le - lujah ! Where the King in all his splendor we shall soon behold :
God, hallelujah! Therewe'llsingthepraiseof Jesus with theblood-wash'd throng:
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1. I have a gar -den fair, By heavenly breez - es fanned, And
2. I have a fountain pure, And of its wa - ters drink, Morn
3. I have a faith- ful friend. With whom I oft ad - vise, And
4. I have a mir- ror keen, Which shows me all I am ; But,
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ev'ry morning finds me there — It is the Lord's command — ^To gather fruits and
after morn, for "health and cure ;" And sit upon the brink, To catch its murmurs
ev'ry day some time I spend, That I may be made wise; To find and keep the
lo! behind me there is seen One like a dy - ing Lamb; And, as I view his
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soft and low, Ere to the noi - sy crowd I go : To catch its murmurs
on - ly way Which issues in e - ter - nal day : To find and keep the
im- aged face, My sins are lost in shin - ing grace . And, as I view his
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flow-ers sweet, Before the dusty world I meet. Pre - clous Bi - ble!
soft and low, Ere to the noisy crowd I go.
on - ly way Which issues in e - ter - nal day.
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Full of truth and love ! Pre - cious Bi - ble ! Gift from God a- bove.
Precious Ri - ble ! precious Bi - ble 1
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Grace Db La Verite.
John T. Graph.
1. May I draw nigh with empty hands When grain was near my arms to fill ?
2. I, who have loi- tered by the way, And tri-fled by each pet-ty rill,
3. Why did I scorn the narrow path, And murmur at each rugged hill?
4. What can I do? The day is gone ! With trembling heart and broken will
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And are they true,those words I hear: "He loves thee still! he loves thee still?"
Nor hastened toward the sea of life, Can it be true he loves me still ?
0 list,my heart, to those sweet words: He loves thee still! he loves thee still!
1 turn to him — for oh, 'tis true He waits for me^ — he loves me still!
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He loves thee still ! He loves thee still ! Oh , yes, 'tis true He loves thee still !
Copyright, 1867, by John T. Grape.
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Mrs. R.N. Turner. Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.
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1. We are marching, marching onward, Strong to dare, and strong to do I
2. As he leads us, so we'll fol - low, For his light illumes our way;
3. We are marching, marching onward With a courage true and strong;
With our ban - ner float- ing o'er us, And our Leader, Christ in view 1
Ev - er on- ward, ev - er on-ward, Step by step, and day by day !
For the vie - fry shall not fail us, Tho' the war- fare may be long !
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Sin, with all its tempting pleasures. Beckons us with lur - ing hand;
'Tis a grand and glorious ar- my ; And the King whose name we bear,
No! the heart that trusts in Je - sus Shall not fall in weakness down ;
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But with true and earnest purpose, For our Mas - ter we will stand.
Watches o'er us, and sustains us. With a strong and ten - der care !
Strength he gives, the cross to car - ry, Strength to win the victor's crown!
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Marching on-ward, marching on-ward,
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Marching on- ward.
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Rev. E. A. Hoffman
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I will glorify thy name forevermore
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Rev. J. H. Stockton.
1. Down at the cross where my Saviour died, Down where for cleansing from
2. I am so won- drously sav'd from sin, Je - sus so sweetly a-
3. Oh, precious fountain, that saves from sin, I am so glad I have
4. Come to this fountain, so rich and sweet ; Cast thy poor soul at the
J J 7. ,^o- 9:t:
sin I cried ; There to my heart was the blood applied ; Glory to his
bides with-in ; There at the cross where he took me in ; Glo - ry to his
entered in ; There Je- sus saves me and keeps me clean, Glory to his
Saviour's feet ; Plunge in to-day, and be made complete ; Glo - ry to his
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EM it to 3Je0ttjQi,
J. E. Rankin, D. D.
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1. Are you wea - ry, are 3iou heavy-heart - ed? Tell
2. Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden ? Tell
3. Do you fear the gath'ring clouds of sor- row? Tell
4. Are you trou-bled at the thought of dy- ing? Tell
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Tell it to Je - sus; Are you griev-ing o- ver joys de-part- ed?
Tell it to Je - sus; Have you sins that to man's e^^e are hid -den?
Tell it to Je- sus; Are you anx- ious what shall be to-mor-row?
Tell it to Je - sus; For Christ's coming Kingdom are you sigh- ing?
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Frank Gould.
Jno. R. Swknby.
1. A trembling soul I come to thee, And, if there yet is room for mo In
2. I come in sim- pie faith alone. To pleatl thy merits, — not my own ; I
3. I long to feel thy power divine, To see thy light around me shine, And
4. My life and breath, my heart and soul, I gladly yield to thy control ; Oh,
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now.
lay
my heart be- fore thy throne. Dear Saviour, cleanse me
now.
know henceforth that I am thine, Dear Saviour, cleanse me
now.
let
the heal - ing wa - ters roll. Dear Saviour, cleanse me
now.
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John Newton.
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1. Tho' troubles as -sail, and dang - ers affright, Tho' friends should iiF
2. The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed ; From them let us
3. When Sa- tan appears to stop up our path, And fills us with
4. He tells us we're weak, — our hope is in vain : The good that we
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fail, and foes all u - nite, Yet one thing secures us, whatev - er be-
learn to trust for our bread, His saints, what is fitting, shall ne'er be de-
fears, we tri- umph by faith ; He cannot take from us, tho' oft he has
seek we ne'er shall obtain : But when such suggestions our graces have
tide, The prom - ise as- sures us,-
nied, So long as 'tis written,-
tried, The heart-cheer- ing promise, -
tried, This ans - wers all questions,-
the Lord will pro - vide,
the Lord will pro - vide,
the Lord will pro - vide,
the Lord will pro - vide.
Lord, Will joy in the God
my
sal - va - tion.
5 No strength of our own, nor goodness
we claim; [name:
Our trust is all thrown on Jesus' great
In this our strong tower for safety we
hide;
The Lord is our power, — the Lord will
provide.
6 Wl-en life sinks apace, and death is in
view,
The word of his grace shall comfort us
through : [our side,
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on
We hope to die shouting, — the Lord will
provide,
Vrem "SaWation Echo«»," by pec.
IE0 not tUff tfie HanH ot Mtnlnf).
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1. I am dwell -ing on the mountain,
2. I can see far down the mountain
3. I am drink -ing at the fountain,
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Where the gold - en sunlight gleams
Where I wandered wea- ry years,
Where I ev - er would a- bide;
O'er a land whose wondrous beauty
Oft - en hin - dered in my jour- ney
For I've tast - ed life's pure riv - er,
Far ex-ceeds my fondest dreams;
By the ghosts of doubts and fears,
And my soul is sat - is - fied ;
Where the air is pure, e- the -real,
Brok -en vows and dis- appointments
There's no thirst- ing for life's pleasures,
Laden with the breath of flowers.
Thickly sprinkled all the way,
Nor a-dorn - ing, rich and gay.
Cho. — Is not this the land of Beu - lah, Blessed, bles - sed land of light,
D.S. Chorus.
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They are blooming by the fountain, 'Neath the am - a- ranthine bovren.
But the Spir - it led, un - er-ring, To the land I hold to- day.
For I've found a rich-er treasure. One that fad - eth not a - way.
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Where the flow - ers bloom for- ev - er. And the sun is always bright.
Tell me not of heavy crosses,
Nor the burdens hard to bear.
For I've found this great salvation
Makes each burden light appear;
And I love to follow Jesus,
Gladly counting all but dross.
Worldly honors all forsaking
For the glory of the Cross.
Oh, the Cross has wondrous glory !
Oft I've proved this to be true;
When I'm in the way so narrow
I can see a pathway through ;
And how sweetly Jesus whispers:
Take the Cross, thou need'st not (emi
For I've tried this way before tilee.
And the glory lingers near.
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Frank M. Davis.
1. Lord, I care not for riches, Neither silver nor gold ; I would make sure ot
2. Lord, my sins they are many, Like the sands of the sea. But thy blood, O my
3. Oh ! that beauti - ful cit - y. With its mansions of light, With its glorified
heaven, I would en-ter the fold ; In the book of thy kingdom. With its
Saviour ! is suf - fi-cient for me ; For thy promise is written. In bright
be-ings. In pure garments of white ; Where no evil thing cometh, To de-
pag- es so fair. Tell me, Jesus, my
let- ters that glow, "Tho' your sins be a
spoil what is fair ; Where the angels are
Saviour, Is my name written there?
s scarlet, I will make them like snow."
watching, — Is my name written there?
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2. What matters if life's ||: sky be dark,:|| And clouds are often shading? The
3. Farewell to ev'ry ||: doubt and fear,:l| And all the world calls pleasure,There
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4. O my Saviour, thou canst show What I long so much to know :
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1. The Master is come, and calleth for thee, He stands at the door of thy heart,
2. The Master has come with blessings for thee. Arise, and his message receive ;
3. The Master is come.and calleth thee now,This;momeiit what joy may be thine;
4. He waits for thee still, then haste with delight, Oh, fly to the arms of his love.
No friend so for-gi ving, so gentle as he. Oh, say, wilt thou let him depart ?
Thy ransom is purchased, thy pardon is free. If thou wilt repent and believe.
How tender the smile that illumines his brow, — A pledge of his favor divine.
Press on to that beautiful mansion of light, Prepared in his kingdom above.
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2. Come, with all your sins, although a mountain, Come unto the cross, from
3. None can he too vile for love so beaming, None can be too dark for
4. Come and let us kneel where Jesus meets us, Let us ev- er stay where
5. Come, oh, come with me where love is beaming. Come, oh, come with me where
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Christ receives us, Safd within the fold no harm can reach us ; Has - ten,
are streaming from his wounded side, our souls redeeming : Sing with
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1. Je - sus, I will trust thee When across my soul, Like a fearful tempest,
2. Je - sus, I will trust thee; There is none beside; In thine arms of mercy
3. Jesus, I will trust thee, Trust thee even no w,Trust thee when the death-dew
Doubts and foars shall roll; When the tempter Cometh, Surely he will flee,
I will ev - er hide; And for my ac- cept- ance. This my on - ly plea,
Gathers on my brow ; Trust thee in the sunshine, Trust thee in the shade,
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1. I have laid my burden down where the crimson waters flow, There's a
2. I have laid my burden down and my troubled heart is still, There's a
3. I have laid my burden down : oh, the peace that fills my soul ! There's a
4. I have laid my burden down and my Saviour gives me rest. There's a
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1. Up and away, like the dew of the morning];, Soanng from earth to its
2. Shall I be missed if an-oth-er succeed me, Reaping the fields I in
3. Oh,wh en the Saviour shall make uphis jewels,Whenthebrightcrowns of re-
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joic - ing are won, Then will his faith- ful and wea - ry dis - ci - pies,,
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2. Hearts are burdened, tears are falling, Weary feet their pathway tread
3. Go to struggling souls around you, Counting not the toil or cost;
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Reach the help- ing hand, my brother. Ten - der - ly the fal - len raise ;
Will you stand a list- less . gaz - er, With no heart or pitying eye?
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Tell, oh, tell the " wondrous sto - ry," Sound abroad the Saviour's praise :
Go, my brother, help is need - ed, Quick-ly to the res -cue fly:
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Heeding neither praise nor frown;
For if we no cross will carry.
There will be no victor's crown.
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Weather every stormy blast ;
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" Stand j'e still, and sec the salvation of the Lord." aChr. xx. 17.
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1. What shall separate us From the love that bought us ? Shall the pangs of anguish
2. Things to come or present, Whatsoe'er be- tide us, — Life nor death shall ever
Which the cross hath wrought us ? Doublings and distress- es, Fier- y tri - als
From our Lord di- vide us ; Angels, powers, domin - ions, These shall fall be
prove us ; Yet am I per- suad - ed, None of these shall move us.
fore us; Clothed in his sal - va - tion. With his ban-ner o'er us.
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coa- quer- ors, We are more than conquer- ors, Thro' him that lov'd us.
3 Depths that are beneath us,
Heights that are above us,
Have no power to sunder,
Since he stooped to love us.
Prince of our Redemption,
Sons to glory bringing,
Thou hast made from sinners
Victors, crowned and singing. — Cho.
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Light af - ter darkness, Gain af - ter loss. Strength af - ter
2. Sheaves af- ter sow- ing, Sun af - ter rain, Sight af - ter
3. Near af - ter dis - tant. Gleam af - ter gloom, Love af - ter
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Calm af - ter blast.
Rap- ture of bliss ;
Home af - ter wander- ing. Praise af- ter tears.
Rest af - ter weari - ness, Sweet rest at last.
Right was the path - way Leading to this !
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1. Man - y souls on life's dark o - cean, Void of helm or oar, Battling
2. Like the light-house watcher, keeking Ev - 'ry bea - con bright, Waking
3. Hold the light for one an-oth - er, 'Tis the Lord's command; Seize the
4. Hold the light up higher, high - er. Thousands need your aid: Throw its
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while the world is sleeping, Wrapt in thickest night. There is many-an o- cean
ship-wrecked, drowning brother. With a manly hand ; Eouse him up to life and
flash- es nigher, nigh- er. Urge, constrain, persuade : Borrow torches from the
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rang - er Out up - on the shoals ; Friends and comrades are in danger,
ac - tion. Ply the means to save, And by love's di- vine at-trac-tion,
al - tar, Blazing like the sun, Hold them up, nor flag nor fait - er,
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To the port a - bove. Hold the light up high- er, higher ! Hold the
Save their precious souls.
Lift him from the wave.
Till the work is done.
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light up higher, higher! Throw its flashes nigher, nigher! You a soul may sare.
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2. O won - der- ful sal - va - tion ! From sin he makes me free !
3. O blood of Christ so pre- cious, Poured out on Cal - va - ry !
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1. Walk in the light ! so shalt thou know That fellow- ship of love. His
2. Walk in the light ! and thou shalt lind Thy heart made truly his, Who
3. Walk in the light ! and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed a- way, Be-
4. Walk in the light ! and e'en the tomb No fear - ful shade shall wear ; Glo-
5. Walk in the light ! thy path shall be Peaceful, se- rene, and bright : For
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cause that light hath on thee shone In which is per- feet day.
ry shall chase a - way its gloom, For Christ hath conquered there,
God, by grace, shall dwell in thee. And God himself is light.
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2. I bring my grief to thee. The grief I can - not tell, No
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4. I bring my life to thee, I would not be my own; O
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2. I'm walk-ing close to Je - sus' side, So close that I can hear The
3. I'm lean - ing on his lov - ing breast, A - long life's wear-y way; My
4. I know his shelt'-ring wings of love Are al - ways o'er me spread, And
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foes, no woes my heart can fear, 'With my al - might - y Friend so near,
peace -ful spir - it ev - er sings "I'll trust the cov - ert of thy wings."
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2. There's a joy in heaven for the mourning soul, Though the tears may fall all the
3. There's a home in heaven for the faithful soul. In the man - y mansions pre-
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2. Though Satan should buflfet, though trials should come. Let this bleat as-
3. My sin — oh, the bliss of this glo - rious thought — My sin — not in
4. And, Lord, haste the day whon the faith shall bo sight, The clouds b© rolled
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Sound a living war-cry, sing a Saviour's love, As in mighty conflict,
Ev'- ry eye be brightened, ev'ry heart be brave. Our E- ter- nal Leader
Steadily advancing, shield and sword in hand, Take the royal mandate.
Soon will Zion's war-cry be her triumph note, Jioon o'er heaven's ramparts
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1. O happy day! what a Sav-iour is mine! I am redeemed.praise the Lord!
2. O clap your hands, all ye people of God, I am redeemed, praise the Lord !
3. Thanks be to God for the great vict'ry given, I am redeemed,ijraise the Lord !
4. Glory to God, I would shout ev - ermore, I am redeemed, j)raise the Lord !
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Let ev'ry tongue speak his mercy abroad, I am redeemed, praise the Lord !
Now I am free ; ev'ry chain has been riven, — I am redeemed, praise the Lord I
O for a voice that could reach ev'ry shore, I am redeemed, praise the Lord !
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Hisloving-kindnessisbetter than gold ; He doth bestow more than my cup can hold ;
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-I am redeemed, praise the Lord !
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All the seas shall praise his holy name. Floods o - bey his high commands!
Who shall dare approach him great in power, And his ho- ly mount as- cend ?
It is the Lord, the Lord of hosts. He comes with might this way ;
They own his power supreme and great, Rejoic- ing to ful - fill,
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Burst our bonds, and set us free ;
From all iniquity release ;
O remember Calvary,
And bid us go in ■peace !
3 Let thy blood, by faith applied,
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1. Grod loved the Tvorld so tenderly His only Son he gave, That all who on his
2. Oh, love thatonly God can feel,Aud only hecanshow! Itshelghtanddepth,its
3.Whyperish,then,ycransom'dones?Whyslightthegraciouscall?"Wliyturnfromhim
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2. I rest, I rest, supremely blest, Without a care to can-ker ;
3. My cup, my cup it runneth o'er, With joy ce- les-tial brimming;
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No gloom - y night, my path is bright, My hope holds like an anchor.
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1. Thro' the gates of pearl and jasper To the ci- ty paved with gold.When the
2. When the harvest work is ended, And the summer days are past, When the
3. Let us fol- low on with firmness, keeping ev - er in the way Where oui
ransomed host shall en - ter. And their gracious Lord be- hold. When they
reap-ers go re- j oic - ing To their bright re- ward at last; When the
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I-was once far away from the Saviour, And as vile as a sinner could be,
I wondered if Christ the Redeemer, Could save a poor sinner like me.
fl I wandered on in the darkness,
Not a ray of light could I see, [ness,
And the thought filled my heart with sad-
There's no hope for a sinner like me.
J I then fully trusted in Jesus,
And oh, what a joy came to me ;
My heart was filled with his praises,
For saving a sinner like me.
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4 No longer in darkness I'm walking,
For the light is now shining on me,
And now unto others I'm telling,
How he saved a poor sinner like me.
5 And when life's journey is over.
And I the dear Saviour shall see,
I'll praise him forever and ever.
For saving a sinner like me.
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2. Peace in believ- ing is the sure re- ward, When trusting simply in our
3. Cleansed by the precious blood I now have rest, Sit- ting at Jesus' feet I'm
4. Walking in spir- it, from the flesh set free, No condemna- tion is there
peace with - in; He who will trust a -lone in Christ to win,
gra - cious Lord ; He that be - licv- eth in the might - y Word,
dai - ly blest. Strong in the Word, by sov'reign love expressed,-
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Martha J. Lankton.
Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.
1. Sing, my soul ! proclaim the ho - ly rap - ture Burst- ing now from
2. Sing, my soul! the rock whereon thou standest Firm, unmoved, thy
3. Hark, my soul ! from distant realms e- ter - nal, Borne in light on
4. Look, my soul ! the morrow's dawn is breaking ; Hail, oh, hail thy
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Calms the troubled wr.ve like a child to sleep.
Songs that by and by thou wilt learn to sing.
Holds the blessed crown that will soon be won.
Je-sus!Now I am his, and he abides in me ; Saved and redeem'd! oh.
shout aloud the sto - ry ; Hid with him forevermore my
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2. Then take the sure staff of pure faith in hand, There is on - ly one
3. Oh, fear - ful his end who finds not the way, There is on - ly one
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waiting there; Its rich- es of glory who would not share. In Canaan, than
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midst while the wa - ters dark Make a wall for thy way o - ver Jor - dan.
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I The God of Abrah'm praise,
Who reigns enthroned above,
Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of love :
Jehovah, great I Am,
By earth and heav'n confessed;
I bow and bless the sacred name.
Forever blest.
9 The God of Abrah'm nraise,
At whose supreme command
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At his right hand :
I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And him my only portion make,
My shield and tower.
3 The God of Abrah'm praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace
Shall guide me, all my happy day<^
In all his ways ;
He calls a worm his friend,
He calls himself my God [
And he shall save me to the end.
Through Jesus' blood.
4 He by Himself hath sworn,
I on his oath depend ;
I shall, on eagle wings upborne,
To heaven ascend ;
I shall behold his face,
I shall his power adore.
And sing the wonders of his graee
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healing for thee ; . . . .
healing for thee; ....
healing for thee ; . . . .
healing for thee ; . . . .
yes, healing for thee;
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*'To bring them unto a goodly land."— Ex. iii. 8.
Rer. H. R. Hawets, M. A. (altered.)
I III
1. The home-land ! oh, the home - land ! The land of the free-born;
2. My Lord is in the home - land, With an - gels bright and fair ;
3. For loved ones in the home - land Are wait - ing me to come,
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No sin - ful thing nor e - vil Can ev - er en - ter there ;
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1. I have found a friend in Jesus, he's ev'rything to me, He's the fairest of ten
2. He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne ; In temptation he's my
3. He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake mehere,While I live by faith and
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thousand to my soul ; The Li - ly of the Valley, in him alone I see All I
strong and mighty tower; I have all for him forsaken, and all my idols torn From my
do his blessed will ; A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear ; With his
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heart, aud now he keeps me by his power'; Tho' all the world forsake me, and
manna he my hungry soul shall fill ; Then sweeping up to glo - ry to
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fair- est of ten thousand to my soul. Cho.-Iu sorrow, etc. (a/Ur each verse.)
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trouble he's my stay. He tells me ev'ry care on him to roll.
Satan tempts me core, Thro' Jesus I shall safely reach the goal,
see his blessed face,Where rivers of delight shall ever roU.
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Jno. R. SwENWr,
1. One by one, our loved ones slowly Pass beyond the bounds of time;
2. One by one, soon we shall gather, Not as we have gathered here —
3. One by one, our ranks are thinning. Thinning here but swelling there;
4. Good bye ! hail ! the fondly cherished, Tears and joy are ours to- day ;
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One by one, a-mong the ho - ly, Sing the vie -tor's song sublime.
Bowed and broken, but the rather, In e - ter - nal youth ap- pear.
One by one, bright crowns are winning. Crowns they shall forever wear.
Some have gone, and lo! the others Hast- en on the shortening way.
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1. Why stand I here, a - mid this gloom ? What brought me to this place?
2. Once I en-joyed a Father's love, A Father's ten - der care;
3. Yet I a- bused that ten- der- ness, And left that hap - py home,
4. Now here in deep dis - tress I lie, With none to coni - fort me,
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Is this, be-cause of sin, my doom ? Does sin bring such dis- grace?
Who sought in ev - 'ry way to prove That love, so rich and rare.
And lived in ri - ot - cus ex- cess. Till all my wealth was gone.
Poor, na - ked, wretched, starv-ing, I Am full of mis - er - y.
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Hark I I hear, a gentle voice,
Chorus.
Sweet - ly saying, " Come to
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C/io. to last v.-\ will hear - ken to that gentle voice ; Bles- sed Je - sus.
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I now come to thee ; Take, oh, take me I Let me now rc-joice
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ing, Come, come to me.
mis'd full lib- er - ty.
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Is plenty and to spare, [home,
And servants there in numbers
come.
His bounteous store to share.
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I'll go at once and seek his face,
I'll tell him all my woe ;
Not fit to fill my former place, —
I'll with his servants go.
7
The Father sees him far away,
And runs to his embrace ;
And gloomy midnight turns to
As they meet face to face, [day
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1. J. do repent of ev - 'ry sin, And now my soul
2. I love the sweet and ho - ly name That o'er the cross
3. I see him wounded and de- spised, I hear his cry
4. I take his cross of life and love, His glo - ry yet
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Its mis - sion will I oft pro- claim A- long this path
I know that be was sac - ri - ficed, My par - don to
For as a gift from Christ a - hove Sal - va - tion comes
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" The place which is called Calvary, there they crucified him."
Rev. W. M'K. Darwood. Luke xxiii. 33. Jjto. R. Swknmv.
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1. Come, the Saviour's call- ing, Calling just now for thee, Now it's sweetly
2. Come, the Spirit's knocking, Yes, he has knocked before; Heed the lovina
3. Hark ! the an- gels singing. Striking their harps of gold ; Blessed tidings
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warning. Throw open wide the door. He'll spread the feast and sup with you. And
bringing. Lost sheep brought back to fold,The joy bells ring around the throne, We
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you shall sup with him; Behold, all things shall be made new, Your cup fill'd to tl*e
mingle with the strain; The Father says, "My poor lost son Is gathered home
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1. There's a stranger at the door,
2. O-pen now to him your heart,
3. Hear you now his lev-ing voice?
4. Now admit the heavenly Guest,
him
him
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let the Saviour in.
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1. Tho' weak my faith, I'm holding on; To Je - sus
2. I'm holding on, tho' Sa - tan tries To keep me
3. While holding on by faith I see The blood of
4. I'm clinging, clinging, holding on, My faith is
5. I'm holding on, and while I make A per -feet
I am
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I feel that now the "Mighty One" Help to my soul is bringmg.
But, while my soul on God re - lies. The blessing I'm re - ceiving.
The healing stream is touching me. New life and peace be - stowing.
The last remains of sin are gone ; I have my heart's de - sire.
The Ho - ly Ghost, for Je - sus' sake. Brings in complete sal - va - tion.
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My ling'ring doubts at last are gone, And Christ within is reigning.
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1. I entered once a home of care, For age and pen - u - ry were there,
2. I stood beside a dy- ing bed, Where lay a child with aching head,
3. I saw the mar - tyr at the stake,The flames could not his courage shake,
4. I saw the gos - pel her- aid go, — To Afric's sand and Greenland's snow.
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Wait-ing for Jesus' call ; I marked his smile, 'twas sweet as May, And as hia
Nor death his soul appal, I asked him whence his strength was gi\'en,He looked tri-
To save from Satan's thrall. Nor home norlifehe counted dear,'Midst wants nnd
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widowhood's defense. She told me "Christ was all." Christ is all, all in
spir- it passed a-Avay, He whispered, "Christ is all."
umphant-ly to heaven. And answered, "Christ is all."
per - ils owned no fear, He felt that "Christ is all."
all, Yes, Christ is all in all :
Yes, Christ is all in all.
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And earth and sea gave up their dead,
A fire dissolved this ball,
I saw the church's ransomed throng,
I heard the burden of their song,
'Twas "Christ is all in all."
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6 Then come to Christ, oh, come to-day,
The Father, Son, and Spirit say ;
The Bride repeats the call,
For he will cleanse your guilty stains,
His love will soothe your weary paina,
For "Christ is all in all."
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75
Rohbri Morris, LL. D
H. R. Palmbr.
1. Each coo-ing dove
2. Each flowery glen
3. And when I read
and sighing bough,
and mossy dell,
the thrilling lore
That makes the
Where hap- py
Of him who
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1. When the mists have roll'd in splendor From the beau- ty of the hills,
2. If we err, in hu - man blindness, And for-get that we are dust;
3. When the mists have risen above us, As our Fath- er knows his own,
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And the sunshine, warm and tender. Falls in kiss - es on the rills,
If we miss the law of kindness When we struggle to be just,
Face to face with those that love us, We shall know as we are known ;
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We may read love's shining let - ter In the rain- bow of the spray, —
Snowy wings of peace shall cover All the plain that hides a- way,—
Love, beyond the o - rient meadows Floats the golden fringe of day.
We shall know each oth- er bet - ter When the mists have cleared away.
When the wea - ry watch is o - ver. And the mists have cleared away.
Heart to heart, we bide the shadows. Till the mists have cleared away.
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We shall know . . as we are known, Never more . . to walk a-
We shall know as we are known. Never- more
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1. There's a wonder- ful sto - ry I've heard long a- go, 'Tis called "The sweet
2. They told of a Be-ingso love - ly and pure, That came to the
3. He a- rose and as - cend- ed to heav - en, we're told, TrinmpVant o'er
4. Oh, that wonder - ful sto - ry I have to re - peat, Of peace and {.•.ool
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earth to dwell, To seek for his lost ones, and make them secure From
death and hell; He'sprepar- ing a place in that ci - ty of gold, Where
will to men ; There's no story to me that is half so sweet. As I
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death and the power of hell ; That he was despised, and with
loved ones for- ev - er may dwell, Wliere our kindred we'll meet, and we'll
hear it a - gain and a - ^ain. He invites you to come — He will
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thorns he was crowned, On the cross was extended to
nev- ermore part, And oh, while I tell it to
free - ly receive, And this message he send- eth to
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found out the reason they love it so well, That old, old sto - ry is
oh, what sweet peace in my heart since I found That old, old sto - ry is
peace to my soul, it is joy to my heart That old, old sto - ry is
mansion in glo - ry for all who beleive" That old, old sto - ry is
true,
true,
true,
true.
That old, old sto - ry is
That old, old sto - ry is
That old, old sto - ry is
That old, old sto- ry is
true, That old, old sto- ry is
true, That old, old sto- ry is
true. That old, old sto- ry is
true, That old, old sto- ry is
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found out the reason they love it so well, Tliat old, old sto- ry is true.
oh, what sweet peace in my heart since I've found That old, old story is true.
peace to my soul, it is joy to my heart, That old, old sto- ry is true.
mansion in glo - ry for all who believe" That old, old sto- ry is true.
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1 I will sing you a song of a beautiful land,
The far-away home of the soul,
Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,
While the years of eternity roll. etc.
2 Oh, that home of the soul in my visions and dreams,
Its bright, jasper walls I can see ;
Till I fancy but thinly the veil intervenes
Between the fair city and me. etc.
3 That unchangeable home is for you and for me.
Where Jesus of Nazareth stands ;
The King of all kingdoms forever is he,
And he holdeth our crowns in his hands, etc.
4 Oh, how sweet it will be in that beautiful land,
So free from all sorrow and pain,
With songs on our lips, and with harps in our hands.
To meet one another again, etc.
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I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, By the tree of life so fair ;
I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, Round the Saviour's throne above;
I hope to meet you all in glo - ry, When my work on earth is o'er ;
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I hope to praise our dear Redeem- er For the grace that brought me there.
I hope to join the ransomed arm - y Singing now redeem- ing love.
I hope to clasp your hands rejoic- ing On the bright e - ter - nal shore.
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1. All ye who pass by, To Je - sus draw nigh ; To you is it
2. The Lord in the day Of-his an - ger did lay Our sins on the
3. For sin - ners like me He died on the tree ; His death is ac-
4. With joy we ap- prove The plan of his love, A won - der to
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3. Walk- ing thus and all is well. With my eyes on help divine, —
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let us go where the beauti- ful realms above King with the
let us go where the weary and toil-oppressed Soon shall for-
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get ev -'ry Bor - row; On where the soul to a happy and gokk-n rest
bank of the riv - er ; There ehall they sing at the blssed Redeemer's feet
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1. I am sav'd! the Lord hath sav'd me, Help meshout the glorious news I
2. Loud I sing my ex- ul - ta - tion, Hoping it will reach the skies,
3. Free sal- va - tion ! glad sal-va - tion ! Let us shout from pole to pole,
4. When at last the days are gathered In- to thy great judgment one.
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Keep, dear Lord, my soul for-ev - er Under thy pro - tecting eyes.
Un- til each dis - eas- ed na - tion Feels that God hath made it whole.
May I find my name deep written, In the re - cords of thy Son.
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1. We have heard a joy - ful sound, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves;
2. Waft it on the roll - ing tide, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves,
3. Sing a - bove the bat- tie's strife, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves;
4. Give the winds a might- y voice, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves.
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Sing, ye is - lands of the sea, E - cho back, ye o - cean caves,
Sing it soft - ly thro' the gloom, When the heart for mer - cy craves,
Sboutsal-va- tion full and free. High- est hills and deep- est caves,
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Earth shall keep her ju - bi - lee, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves.
Sing in tri - umph o'er the tomb, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves.
This our song of vie - to - ry, Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves.
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1. Keep your colors fly - ing, All ye Christian youth, To Christ's call replying,
2. Life is all before you,Where to choose your way;KeepChrist's colors o'ei'you
3. Keep your colors fly - ing, Never think of ease ; Sin and self de - ny - ing,
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Watch, and fight,and pray,With a firm endeav - or Ev -'ry foe de - fy ;
Jesus on- ly please ; Not for -worldly plea- sure. Not for worldly fame,
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Lift your colors high.
Live for Jesus' name.
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1. To the cross I long was clinging As a ref - uge from de-spair, —
2. To that cross I c/in^'' no longer, Doubts and fears no long-er feel ;
3. Oh, what needless griefs I've earned ! And what needless burdens borne I
4. My sal - va - tion is com - pleted, Christ my hope, my life, my light ;
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Now my song is not, " I'm clinging," That to me would now be loss,
Years of cling- ing were not wasted, Tho' they seem to me bat loss,
Heaven seems in blessed nearness, And earth's treasures are as dross.
And with all the cross a - vail'd me, Clinging gave no
When mind, heart, and soul are singing, — " I am rest - ing
Since di - vin - er sweets I've tasted In this rest - ing
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3. Great Eedeem-er, thou hast died;
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Beth-le-hem's as - ton-ished plain!
To the farthest bounds of time, —
Fat/i -er Ev - er - last - ing — thou.
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Might the manger - era- died King, With the shepherd watch, be- hold,
" It is finished !" — finished long Is thy great re- demp- tion plan ;
Prince of Peace ; — thy steadfast throne Strong in judgment stands for aye ;
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There is a scene where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads: A
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Where friend holds fellowship with friend:
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?
5 There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to gre«t,
While glory crowns the mercy-seat.
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2. A lit - tie while togeth - er For so- cial prayer we meet, And
3. Oh, who would dwell forev-er In this bleak world of care, A-
gath - er up its roses, — Frail blossoms of a day, — And then a place is
blend our happy voices Around the mercy -seat; Then hands are clasped in
way from him who calls us To mansions bright and fair?Where years and countless
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ag - es Flow on in ceaseless joy, And songs of praise and glory Our
cross to yonder shore. A lit - tie while together, Then aU of earth is
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Salvation in my name; [brought
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Conquered the grave.
Now the year of joy has come, —
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Yonder comes the queen of morning,
Night is gliding by;
Over the world once more, folding her
wings, folding her wings,
Peace, her gentle harp awaking,
Smiles and sings.
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Sweet as when the shepherds heard
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Unto us is born a Saviour,
He is born to-day;
Come, behold the meek and lowly.
Come quickly away.
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Hail, hail, hail, beautiful light, beautiful
Thro' the birt'h of our Redeemer [light,
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Making all so bright; [ing afar,
Beautiful light of God, shining afar, shin-
Every eye may see its glory,
Hope's bright star.
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Carol o'er the sacred story [ping along,
All have loved so long;
List to the chiming bells, merry and clear,
merry and clear,
Happy Christmas, happy Christmas,
Welcome, welcome here.
Graceful boughs of green are waving,
II : Hearts with rapture beat, :||
Love and mercy bending o'er us
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Where the royal Prince of glory
In a manger lay.
Faith will lead and gently guide us,
Come quickly away.
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" Let us walk in the light of the Lord."
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' The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.'
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1. God be with you till we meet again, By his counsels guide, uphold you,
2. God be with you till we meet again, 'Neath his wings securely hide you ;
3. God be with you till we meet again,When life's perils thick confound you ,
4. God be with you till we meet again. Keep love's banner floating o'er you ;
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With his sheeii securely fold you, God be with you till we meet again.
Dai - ly manna still provide you, Gotl lie with you till we meet again.
Put his arms unfailing round you, God be with you till we meet again.
Smite death's threat'niug wave before you, God be with you till we meet again.
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Till we meet, till we meet, till we meet, 1^ till we meet;
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Till we meet, till we meet, till we meet.
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Fanny J . Crosby. Jno. R. Swhmbt.
1. Awake! awake! the Master now is call-ing us, ^Arise! a-rise!ancl,
2. A cry for light from dying ones in heathen lands: It comes, it comes a-
3. O church of God, extend thy kind, mater- nal arms To save the lost on
4. Look up ! look up ! the promised day is drawing near. When all shall hail, shall
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cross the ocean's foam; Then haste,oh,haste to spread the words of truth abroad,For-
mountains dark and cold, Reach out thy hand with loving smile to rescue them. And
hail the Saviour King,VVhen peace and joy shall fold their wings in ev'ry clime.And
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take the Cross, the blessed cross, of Christ our Lord,
get- ting not the starving poor at home, dear home,
bring them to the shelter of the Sav- iour's fold.
" Glo - ry, hal - le - lu- jah," o'er the earth shall ring.
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Christmas Carol. — Awake ! awake !
I Awake ! awake f our festive day is
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Awake ! awake ! aiid hail its golden
light;
Rejoice ! rejoice ! behold the Sun of
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Arising in its beauty o'er a long, long
night.
Oho. — Come, come, join the chorus,
Come, come, the angel hosts are bend-
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Come, come, join the chorus, —
All glory be to God, to God above.
Oh, the rapture of the bright angelic
form.
Oh, the rapture while the anthem rolls
along.
Hark ! the merry, merry bells.
Everywhere their music swells;
Hark ! the merry chiming of the grand
old bells.
3 Good news, good news resounding o'er
the earth again,
Good news, good news : behold a Sav-
iour born ;
Make room, make room in every heart
to welcome him.
And shout aloud, hosanna ! on his birth-
day morn.
4 He comes, he comes, the captive's cru«l
chain to break,
He comes, he comes to give his people
rest;
Break forth, break forth, his mighty,
mighty love proclaim ;
In him shall every nation, every clim«,
be blessed.
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1.0 Je-sus, Lord, thy dy -ing lovo Hath pierced my con-trite heart;
2. A - mid the uight of sin and death Thy light hath filled my soul;
3. I kiss thy feet, I clasp thy hand, I touch thy bleud-ing side;
4. My Lord, my light, my strength, my all, I count my gain but loss;
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To me thy lov - ing voice now saith. Thy faith hath made thee whole.
O let me here for - ev - er stand. Where thou wast cru-ci - fied.
Far - ev - er let thy love enthrall, And keep me at the cross.
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" Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning," —
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*. Ye feeble saints, dismiss your fears, For joy cometh in the morn - ing !
3. Let ev -'ry tear-ftfl eye be dry, For joy cometh in the morn- ing!
4. Our God will wipe our tears away, For joy cometh in the morn - ing !
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For God in hie own word has said That joy cometh in the morn -ing!
And weeping mourners, dry your tears, For joy cometh in the morn - ing !
And ev -'ry trembling sinner hope, For joy cometh in the morn -ing!
Sor - row and sighing flee a- way. For joy cometh in the morn - ing i
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1. O, think of a home over there, By the side of the river of light,
2. O, think of the friends over there,Who before us the journey have trod,
3. My Saviour is now over there,Therc my kindred and friends are at rest;
4. I'll soon bo at home over there, For the end of my journey 1 see;
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Wliere the saints all immortal and fair, Are robed in their garments of white.
Of the songs that they breathe on the air, In tlicir home in the palace of God.
Then away from my sorrow and care, Let me fly to the land of the blest.
Many dear to my heart, over there, Are watching and waiting for me.
Over there.
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over there, over there, O, think of the friends over there,
over there, over there, My Saviour is now over there,
over there, over there, I'll soon be at home over there.
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Music from "The Wells of Salvation,'
new words by Rev. W. A. Spencer.
Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.
1. Brother for Christ's kingdom sighing, Help a lit- tie, help a lit- tie ;
2. Is thy cup rrKwle sad by tri - al ? Help a lit- tie, help a lit- tie ;
3. Though no wealth to thee is giv-en, Help a lit- tie, help a lit- tie;
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Help to lift each follen brother,
Help just a little.
5 Tho' thy life is pressed with sorrow.
Help a little, help a little;
Bravely look t'ward God's to-morrow,
Help just a little.
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2. Look a- way to Je - sus, Look a- way from all. Then we need not
3. Looking un - to Je - sus, Wond'ringly we trace Heights of power and
4. Looking up to Je - sus, On the em 'raid throne, Faith shall pierce the
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Foe or phantom grim. Safe - ty this ensureth, — Look away to him.
Ever stretch he -fore As we gaze, beholding Ev - er more and more.
Now contin- ual - ly, Heart and mind ascending, Let lis dwell with thee.
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Looking un - to Je - bus, O- ver all tJie armor Faith the battle shield.
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In answer to question of leader at Ocean Grove "Who will trust?"
W. H. G. many rose, saying, " I will." W. H. G;
1. Blessed Saviour, my sal - vation, I will trust in thee ; I am saved from
2. Sanctify and cleanse me, Saviour, I will trust in thee ; Let me know thy
3. Here I stand and thco confessing, I will trust in thee; Pour up- on my
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1. Touch my spir - it with thy Spir - it, Lord of All, my Sav
2. I have found him, what a treasure ! — Found my blessed Sav
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Through my blessed Saviour.
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5 In this rest toil does not weary, —
Toil for thee, my Saviour ;
In the gloom there's nothing dreary,
With thee, O my Saviour.
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Wm. J. KiRKPATRICK.
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This is the glo- rious gospel word — Our God liis heav'ns doth bow,
God sjieaks, who cannot lie ; why then One doubt should I al - low ?
I trust not self; 'twould throw me back In- to despond's deep slough ;
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his word — Je - sus saves me now !
and find, Je - sus saves me now !
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4 Temptations hard upon me press:
No strength is mine, T know :
"iet more than conqueror am I—
Jesus saves nie now !
6 Whrvte'er my future may require,
His grace will sure allow ;
I live one moment at a time,
Jesus saves me now!
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The crown is on his brow; [lives;
The Son of Man hath power on earth :
Jesus saves me now.
7 And wbon within the pearly gates
T at bis feet shall bow.
The heaven of heavens itself will be:
Jesus saves me now.
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I have giv'n my all to Je - sus, And I live where the liglit doth shine ; In the
I was once in darkness groping, I once roamed in the desert wild ; But the
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Lord passed by, pouring light on my eye, And reclaimed me, his wand'ring child.
soul is restored, and shall boast in her Lord, For his blood hath washed me clean.
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But above is immortal song, [death,
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And the land that is far away
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2. Let me be act - ive in thy work, And du - ly pray:
3. Let me be slow my will to do— Prompt to o - bey;
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Set thou a seal upon my lips
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Keep me and guide me, hold me, Lord,
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2. I've wandered a - far in the des - ert, Thro' paths that were
3. My Sav - lour, I come at thy bid - ding ; I plead by the
4. Oh, joy! like a star a-mong sha-dows, A glim-mer of
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came a sweet voice, and it whispered, "O wander -er, I am the Way."
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2. Is there an -y one here that is try -ing to-day The let- ters of
3. Is there au - y one here that is wea - ry to-day, Or la - den, or
4. Hear the Saviour's sweet voice while he calls thee again, O come, and be-
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1. Look to the cross, sin-ner, believe it; Look to the cross, healing is there;
2. Leave all thy sin, humbly confess - ing. Truly forsake, turn and o-bey ;
3. Ask of the Lord, now he is willing Strength to impart, grace to bestow ;
4. Look to the cross, trusting in Je - sus, Mighty to help, mighty to save ;
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From all our guilt glad- ly he frees us, For us his life he gave.
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1. Look up ! behold, the fields are white,The harvest time is near, The summons of the
2. Look up ! behold, the fields are white, The laborers are few, The gath'ring of the
3. Lookup! behold,the fields are white,The Master soon will come.And carry with re-
Mas-ter falls Up- on the reaper's ear: Go forth in -to the gold- en grain And
har- vest must By grace depend on you : Go forth throughout the busyworld.The
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1. Ah, my heart ia heav - y - lad - en, Wca - ry and oppressed !
2. Hath he marks to lead me to him, If ho be my Guide?
3. Is there di - a-dem, asmon-arch, That his brow a-donis?
4. If I find him, if I fol - low, "What's my por- tion hero ?
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2. Hope of all who trust in thee. Thou whose blood was shed forme,Thro'its
3. In thy strength, and not my own, This I ask before thy throne. Blessed
4. When on earth I close mine eyes. When to life thou bidst me rise. To thy-
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Lord, my faith increase, Keep my soul in per- feet peace.
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1. Light in our tlarkness,hopc in our fear, Joy in our sorrow, still thou art near ;
2. Gifts that with morning fall like the dew, Still with tlic evening cheer us anew;
3. Whattho'thenightcloudsfrownonthedeepVWatch o'er thy loved onestliineeye will
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Songs of rejoicing, anthems of praise, Lord, for thy goodness hcl]> us to raise.
Rocked on the billow, weak and dismaycd,Thy voice wilt whisper, he not afraid.
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1. As we journey by the wayside, Rushing onward, to and fro. Oh, the
2. They are thirsting for the water ,That their souls may drink and live;They are
3. Once He journeyed by the wayside, — Praise and glory to his name! — Richest
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creatures That to liim for refuge fly, Tho' a heartless world forsake them,
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If I in thy likeness, O Lord, may awake, And shine a pure image of thee,
2. Then I shall be sat- is- fied,when I can cast Ttie shadows of nature all by,
3. To see thee in glo -ry, O Lord as thou art, From this mortal and perishing clay
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When this cold, dreary world from my vision is past, To let this soul o- pen her eye ;
The spir - it immortal in peace would depart. And joyous mount up her bright way
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I gladly shall feel the blest morn drawing near, When time's dreary fancy shall fade,
When on thine own image in me thou hast smiled. Within tliy blest mansions, and when
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If then in thy likeness I may but appear. And rise with thy beauty arrayed.
The, arms of my Father en- cir - cle Jiis child. Oh, I shall be sat- is- fied then.
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What seems, each time I tell it,
More wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story ;
For some have never heard
The messa£;e of salvation
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For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest.
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'Twill be the Old, Old Story,
That I have loved so long.
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Jno R. Swenev.
1. Lord, I hear of showers of blessing. Thou art scatt'ring full and free-
2. Pass me not, O , gracious Father ! Sin - ful tho' my heart may be ;
3. Pass me not, O ten- der Saviour ! Let me live and cling to thee ;
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Showers, the thirst - y land re- freshing; Let some droppings fall on me. —
Thou might'st leave me, but the rath- er Let thy mer - cy fall on me. —
I am long - ing for thy fa- vor ; Whilst thou'rt calling, oh, call me. —
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Thou can'st make the blind to see ;
Witnesser of Jesus' merit.
Speak the word of power to me, —
Even me, even me, etc.
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5 Love of God, so pure and changeless ;
I5!ood of Christ, so rich and free;
Grace of (Jod, so strong and boundless,
Magnify them all m me, —
Even me, even me, etc.
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1. In the se-cret of his presence I am kept from strife of tongues ;
2. In the se - cret of his presence All the darkness dis - ap- pears ;
3. In the se - cret of his presence Nev - er- more can foes a - larm ;
4. In the se-cret of his presence Is a sweet, un-bro- ken rest;
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For a sun, that knows no setting. Throws a rainbow on my
In the shit^dow of the Highest I can meet them with a
Pleasures, joys, in glorious ful- ness. Making earth like Ed - en
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Storm - y winds his word ful -_^1 - ing. Beat without, but can - not harm,
So the day grows ev - cr light - er, Broad'ning to the per - feet noon ;
For the strong pa- vil - ion hides me. Turns their ficr- y darts a - side,
So my peace grows deep and deeper. Widening as it rears the sea,
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So the day grows ev - er brighter, Heav'n is com - ing, near and soon.
And I know, whate'er be- tides me, I shall live be- cause he died!
For my Sav-iour is my Keep- er. Keeping mine and keep- ing me!
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In the secret of his pres- ence Jesus keeps, I know not how, I know not how ;
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1. " For - ev - er with the Lord !
2. Here in the bo - dy pent,
3. " For - ev - er with the Lord !
4. So, when my lat - est breath
5. Knowing as I am known
A - men, so let it
Ab - sent from him I roam,
Fa - ther, if 'tis thy will,
Shall rend the veil in twain,
How shall I love that word,
Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis im - mor - tal - i - ty.
Yet night-ly pitch my mov-ing tent A day's march nearer homo.
The promise of that faithful word, E'en here to me ful - fil.
By death I shall es- cape from death, And life e - ter - nal gain.
And oft re -peat bo- fore the throne, "Forov - er with the Lord!
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2. In him I see the Godhead shine, Christ for me, Christ forme;
3. Let others boast of heaps of gold, Christ forme,Christ forme;
4. In pin-ing sickness, or in hcalth,Christ for me,Christ for me;
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" I will arise and go to my Father." — Luku xv. i8.
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1. The fountain of sal - va - tion Is flow - ing full and free, And
2. I hear his cry, " 'Tis fin- ished," His bleeding bo- dy see; His
3. His bles - sed in - vi - ta - tion I will no long - er spurn, And
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2. Jesus taught me. He who lionglit me. He wlio all my sorrows
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Oh, how blimied Was my vis- ion! I lament it juore and more.
May come in and Cleanse my spirit From all sin for - ev - er free.
O - pen, sinner, O - pen, o - pen, God will give the same to thee.
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1. I dare not
2. I dare not
3. I dare not
4. I dare not
- die stand, While here on ev - 'ry hand The
- die stand. While on the shiftiirg sand The
- die stand, While o - ver all the land Poor
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vyrhitening fields declare the harvest near ; A glean - er I would be, And
ocean casts bright treasures at my feet; Beneath some shell's rough side The
wand'ring souls need humble heli) like mine; Brighter than brightest gem In
bor for him throughout my life's short day. Evening will come at last. Day's
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monarch's di - a - dem. Each soul, a star in Jesus' crown may shine.
la - bor all be passed. And rest e - ter - nal my brief toil re - pay.
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Fannt J. Crosby.
A. M. WORTMAN, M. D.
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1. Shout for joy, ye ho - ly throng, Christ the Lord is King ; An- gel harps, tht
2. Shout for joy, ye nations all, Christ the Lord is King ; Crowns l)efore his
3. He who rent the boasting grave, Christ the Lord, is King; He who lives the
4. Shout for joy, ye realms of night, Christ the Lord is King ; Hail the beams ot
sound prolong, Christ the Lord is King. Bear the news . . .from pole to
throne shall fall, Christ the Lord is King.
lost io save, Christ the Lord, is King.
gospel light, Christ the Lord is King. Bear the news from pole to pole. Bear the
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news from pole to pole. Spread the truth from sea to sea, O, spread the truth from sea to sea.
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King of heaven and earth shall be, and earth snail be.
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1. I have entered the val - ley of bless- ing so sweet, And Je - sus a-
2. . There is peace in the val - ley of bless- ing so sweet, And plen - ty the
3. There is love in the val - ley of bless- ing so sweet, Such-as none but the
4. There's a song in the val - ley of bless- ing so sweet. That angels would
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land doth im- part. And there's rest for the weary worn trav - el-er's feet,
blood-washed may feel. When heaven comes down redeemed spirits to greet,
fain join the strain, As with rapturous prais - es we bow at his feet,
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And joy for the sor- row- ing heart.
And Christ sets his cov - e - nant seal.
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Oh, come to this val- ley of
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1. On the happy, golden shore, Where the faithful part no more, When the
2. Here our fondest hopes are vain, Dearest links are rent in twain; Biit in
3. Where the harps of angels ring, And the blest for-e_y - er sing, In the
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storms of life are o'er, Meet me there; Where the night dissolves away Into
heav'n no throb of pain, Meet me there ; By the river sparkling bright, In the
palace of the King, Meet me there; Where in sweet communion blend Heart with
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heart,and friend with friend. In a world that ne'er shall end. Meet me there.
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Wlaen the storms of life are o'er. On the
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Jno. R. Swbnbt.
1. 'Tis the Lord who leadeth me still, 'Tis he who controls and governs my will,
2. 'Tis the Lord who whispers to me, I offered myself a ransom for thee ;
3. Safe in him, I will not repiue,Though trials and cares may somtimes be mine:
4. Safe in him, my hope and my all, Who tenderly hears whenever I call;
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Say, what mean thy doubtings and fears; I carry thy sorrows and count thy tears.
He, I know, will guide me ariglit,Who giveth me songs in the calm, still night.
Safe in him, my burden is light. He giveth me songs in the calm,still night.
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Dedicated to the Young People's Association of Emory Grove.
Words by Rev. John O. Foster, A. M. Music by Chas. J. Tatijo«.
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1. Je - sus, my Lord, to thee Glad - ly I flee;
2. Sav - iour, thy dy - ing love, Bound - less and free,
3. When in the si - lent vale, Oh, hear my plea:
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Brings light, and life, and joy. Dear Lord, from thee.
Thy pres - ence let me find Still cheer - ing me ;
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Though doubts and fears dis- tress. Though griefs and woes op-press,
Thy rod my staff and stay. Thy hand to guide my way ;
Then, through e - ter - ni - ty. When I thy face shall see,
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Con espress.
1. 'Mid scenes of con - fu - sion and crea - ture complaints, How sweet to my
2. Sweet bonds that u- nite all the chil - dren of peace, And thrice gracious
3. Whate'er thou de - ni - est, oh, give me thy grace ! The Spir- it's sure
4. •! long, dear- est Saviour, in- thy beau- ty to shine, No more as an
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soul is com- mun - ion with saints ; To find at the ban - quet of
Je - sus, whose love can not cease. Though oft from thy pres - ence in
wit - ness, and smiles of thy face : En - due me witli pa- tience to
ex - ile in sor - row to pine ; But in thy bright im - age to
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sad - ness I roam, I long to be- hold thee in glo - ry at home,
wait at thy throne. And find, e - ven now, a sweet foretaste of home
rise from the tomb, With glori - ficd millions to praise thee at home.
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Fanny J. Crosby. Jno. R. SwbkbT.
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1. On - ly abeam oi" snn-sliine, But oil, it was warm and bright; The
2. On - ly abeam of sun- shine That in - to a dwell- ing crept, Where,
3. On - ly a word for Je - sus ! Oh, speak it in his dear name ; To
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o - vcr a fad - ing rose- bud, A moth-er her vig - il kept.
per - ish- iug souls a- round you The message of love pro -claim.
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On - ly a beam of sun- shine That fell from the arch a - bove, And
On - ly a beam of sun- shine That smiled thro' her falling tears. And
Go, like the faith- ful sun- beam. Your mission of joy ful - fil; Re-
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showed her the bow of prom-ise. For -got- ten perhaps for years.
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Copyright, iSS.^, by John J. Hood.
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O - ver some grief-worn spir - it May rest like a sun- beam fair.
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1. To thy cross, dear Christ I'm clinging, All my re - fuge and my plea;
2. Long my heart hath heard thee calling, But I thrust a- side thy grace;
3. Love e - ter - nal, light e - ter-nal. Close me safe - ly, sweetly in;
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Matchless is thy lov- ing kindness. Else it had not stoop 'd to me.
Yet, O boundless con - dc-sccnsion. Love is shin - ing from thy face.
Sav- iour, let thy balm of healing, Ev - cr keep me free from sin.
Oh, 'tis glo - ry ! oh, 'tis glo - ry ! Oh, 'tis glo - ry in my soul,
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1. Stand at your post, ye watchmen, Dark tho' the night ; See afar, bright and clear,
2. Stand at your post of du - ty, Be not dismayed, Ciirist the Lord rideth on
3. Stand at your post of du-ty, Truth must prevail. Joyful news, welcome news,
4. Stand at your post of duty ,Cheer,watchmen, cheer; Lo,the time, promised time,
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Now in strength arrayed ; Lift up the gos-pel banner, Watchmen, proclaim
Comes with ev'ry gale; Lo! at the feet of Jesus Proud monarchs fall :
Now is drawing near ; Bright o'er the distant mountain On rolls the day,
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Tell a-gain the happy tidings, Grace is frea Bright Star of the
Peace and life to ev -'ry creature Thro' his name.
They have heard the gospel message, Joy to all.
Driving ev - 'ry mist and shadow Far a- way. Bright, bright Star,
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Shine on in thy beau - ty, And bear the joy-ful news to ev -'ry
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1. Who, who is he ? Who, who is he ? Who, who is lie that o - ver-
R»j. iii. 6. 2. What shall he wear? What shall he wear? What sliall he wear that over-
R«T. ii. 7. 3. What shall he eat ? What shall he eat ? What shall he eat that o - ver-
B«v. m. 12. 4. What shall he be ? What shall he be ? What shall he be that o - ver-
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com-eth by the blood of the Lamb? lie that be-liev-eth and is
com-eth by the blood of the Lamb? He shall be clothed in
com-eth by the blood of the Lamb ? He shall eat of the
com-eth by the blood of the Lamb? He shall be a pil-lar in the
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born of God, He that be-liev-eth and is born of God,
rai - ment white, He shall be clothed in rai - ment white,
tree of life, He shall eat of the tree of life,
tem-ple of God, He shall be a pil- lar in the temple of God,
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He that believeth and is born of God, Shall overcome by the blood.
He shall be clothed in raiment white, That overcomes by the blood.
He shall eat of the tree of life, That overcomes by the blood.
He shall be a pillar in the temple of God, That overcomes by the blood.
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5||:What shall we heaT?:|| that over-
By the blood of the I^anib? [cometli
II : He shall hear his name con- 1 fcsscd in
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Tliat overcomes by the blood.
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That overcomes by the blood
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1 / O good old way, how sweet thou art! All the way long it is Je - «us; '
■ \ May none of us from thee de- part ; All the way long it is Je - sus.
2 But may our actions always say 1 3 This note above the rest shall swell,
We're matching in the good old way. j That Jesus doeth aU things well.
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I. B. " The laborers are few." — Matt. ix. 27.
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2. I want to be a worker ev -'ry day, I want to lead the erring in the
3. I want to be a worker strong and brave, I want to trust in Jesus' pow'r to
4. I want to be a worker; help me, Lord, To lead the lost and erring to thy
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way That leads to heav'n above, where all is peace and love In the
save ; All who will tru- ly come, shall find a hap-py home In the
word Thatpoints to joy on high, where jileasures never die In the
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I will work and pray, I will work and pray,
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1. Praise ye the Lord, the liope of our sal- va- tion ; Praise ye the Lord, our
2 Praise ye the Lord, whose throne is everlasting; Praise ye the Lord, whose
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Pure as the rain and gentle as the dew. Praise ye the Lord, oh, glory! hal-le-
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watcheth o'er the faithful. Praise ye the Lord, our never changing Friend.
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2. Be strong, O Christian sol - dier. And at thy post a - bide, Nor
3. Stand fast, O Christian sol - dier, Nor lay thy ar - mor down Till
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joic - ing. And let thy glo- ry be In him, the Great Deliv - er - er. Who
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1. Shall we meet beyond the riv-er, Where the surg- es cease to roll?
2. Shall we meet in that blest harbor, When our storm-y voyage is o'er ?
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3 Shall we meet in yonder city.
Where the towers of crystal shine?
Where the walls are all of jasper.
Built by workmanship divine ?
4 Where the music of the ransomed
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That was torn from our embrace ?
Shall we listen to their voices,
And behold them face to face ?
6 Shall we meet with Christ our Saviour,
When he comes to claim his own ?
Shall we know his blessed favor.
And sit down upon his throne ?
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2. I would be thine ; but while I strive To give my - self a - way,
3. I would be thine ; but, Lord, I feel Ev - il still lurks with - in :
4. I would be thine: I would embrace The Sav-iour, and a-dore;
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2. Trust on ! trust on I thy fail - ings May bow thee to the dust, But
3. Trust on ! the dan- ger press - es ; Terapta - tion strong is near, Yet
4. O, Christ is strong to save us,— He is a faithful Friend; Trust
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1. A-bid-ing, oh, so wondrous sweet! I'm resting at the Saviour's feet;
2. He speaks, and by his word is given His peace,a rich foretaste of heaven'
3. I live ; not 1 ; thro' him alone By whom tlie mighty work is done :—
4. Now rest, my heart, the work is done, I'm saved thro' the Eter - nal Son !
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Dead to myself, a - live to him, I count all loss his rest to gain.
Let all my powers my soul employ, To tell the world my peace and joy.
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1. Havemer-cy, Lord, on me,
2. Blot out, O Lord, my sins
3. Withdraw not then thy help,
4. The joy thy fa - vor gives
As thou wert ev - er kind;
Nor me in an - ger view;
Nor cast me from thy sight ;
Let me a- gain ob - tain,
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And thy free Spir - it's firm support My fainting soul maintain.
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Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, " Come, weary souls, for
Far, far a- way, like bells at evening peal-ing. The voice of Je - sus
Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary ; The day must dawn and
Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keep- ing ; Sing us sweet fragments
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Jesus bids you come;" And thro' the dark, its echoes sweetly ring- ing,
sounds o'er land and sea, And laden souls by thousands meekly steal- ing,
darksome night be past; All journeys end in welcome to the wea - ry,
of the songs a - bove; Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
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And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.
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1. Have you not a word for Je - sus? Will you now his love pro- claim?
2. He has spok- en words of blessing, Par- don, peace and love to you,
3. Have you not a word for Je-sus? Some perchance while you are dumb,
4. Yours may be the joy and hon- or Some poor ransomed soul to bring,
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Glorious hope and gracious comfort, Strong and tender, sweet and true
Wait and wea - ry for your message. Hoping you will bid them come ;
Jew - els for the cor - o - na-tion Of your com - ing Lord and King
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Does he hear you tell- ing oth-ers Something of his love un-told,
Nev - er tell- ing hidden sorrows, Ling'ring just outside the door.
Will you cast a - way the gladness Thus your Master's joy to share,
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All because a word for Je- sus Seems too much for you to dare?
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1. Why do you wait a conven - i-ent day ? Je - sus is calling you now ;
2. Days have gone by, and tlie months and the years, Jesus is call ing you now ,
3. Darkness is declining, and oh,'tis so lat« ! Je- sus is calling you now;
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Joys liave depart- ed and sorrow appears, Je - sus is calling you now.
What if the Spirit left you to your fate? Je-sus is calling you now.
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Turn to him now and his free grace accept; O will you not come to him now?
And if you miss it, what horrors, O soul ! O will you not come to him now?
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And now henceforth I'll trust in thee, My Saviour and my God !
I con - secratc my life to thee. My Saviour and my -iod !
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1. O, for a thousand tongues, to sing My great Redeemer's praise ;
2. My gra- clous Mas- ter and my God, As - sist me to pro- claim,
3. Je - sus ! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease,
4. He breaks the power of canceled sin. He sets the prisoner free ;
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The glo - ries of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace !
To spread thro' all the earth a- broad The hon - ors of thy name.
'Tis mu - sic in the sin-ner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace.
His blood can make the foul - est clean. His blood availed for me.
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O, glo - ry to God ! He breaks the power of sin, Glo - ry to God !
O, glo - ry to God ! He makes the foulest clean, Glo - ry to God !
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New life the dead receive ;
The mournfiil, broken hearts rejoice;
The humble poor l)elieve.
6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongties employ ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
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Rkv. Wm. Hunter, D. D.
Rev. J. H. Stockton.
1. O Je- sus, im- mac - u - late Lamb ! Thy faultless ex- ample I see,
2. Thy word would I firmly - be - lieve, Thy footsteps unswerving pur-sue.
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A flame of pure loyalty there ;
A zeal for the glory of God,
Kept burning by watching and prayer.
Oh, follow the Lamb !
4 Thyself in my bosom enshrine.
The Lord of my passions and will ;
And all my new nature incline
Thy law with delight to fulfil.
Oh, follow the Lamb !
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No power to perform what I would;
The virtue is all in thy name, [blood.
The power comeS alone through thv
Oh, follow the Lamb 1 ,
6 Oh, save me completely from sin.
Oh, wash me, and I shall be pure;
A thorough renewal within,
A perfect and [lernianent cure.
' Oh, follow the Lamb !
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2. Crowns on the head where the thorns have been, Glo - ri -fied he who once
3. Like lightning's flash will that instant show Things hidden long from both
4. Joy - ful his eye shall on each one rest Who is in white wedding
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2. Look away, oh, look a- way From the storm - y waves that roll,
3. Look beyond the winter's gloom, Look beyond its frowning skies ;
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Look above where blossoms i»*r Wave a - mid the fragrant air ;
Look above, where Wi^ssoms fair Wave amid the fi a - grant air ;
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Look alx)ve, where all is love, Look above; your home is there.
Look above, where nil is love, Lonl; above ; your home is there.
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1. Je - sus, here I bring my all, Humbly at thy feet I fall,
2. Take my-self, my will, my choice. Means and talent, time and voice,
3. Liea<l ine out to 01 - i - vet, On my brow the thorn-crown set,
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In my soul re- solved to prove All that's in re-deeming love.
Loved ones, rep - u - tation's thrall. Present, fu * ture — take it all.
Lean - ing hard, my Lord, on thee. Let me die on Cal - va - ry !
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Lay me in the silent tomb ;
Burst the bars, and, cleansed within,
Raise me from the grave of sin.
5 Once for all, myself I give;
Crucified, and yet I live;
Yet not I, but Christ in me
Lives and reigns eternally.
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1. Wh'ut inean.s this eager,anxious throng,"Which moves with Ijusy haste along —
2. Who is this Jesus? Why shoukl he The ci - ty move so might- i - ly?
0. Je-sus! 'lis ho who once l)e- low Man's pathway trod,'mid pain and woe;
4. Again he comes ! From i)lace to place His bo - ly footprints we can trace.
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These wondrous gath'rings day by day? What means this strange commotion pray?
A pass-ing stranger, has he skill To move the mul - ti-tude at will?
And burdened ones,where'er he came, Brought out their sick, and deaf,and lame,
llepaus-ethatour threshhold — nay, He eu-ters — con -descends to stay.
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In accents hushed the throng reply : "Je-sus of Naz
A-gain the stirring notes re -ply: "Je-sus of Naz
The blind rejoiced to hear the cry: "Je-sus of Naz
Shall we not glad - ly raise the cry — " Je- sus of Naz
areth passeth by,"
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" Je- sus of Naz - areth pass- eth by."
" Je- sus of Naz - areth pass- eth by."
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5 Ho ! all ye heavy-laden, come !
Here's pardon,comfort, rest, and home.
Ye wanderers from a Father's face,
Keturn, accept his proffered grace.
Ye tempted ones, there's refuge uigli :
"Jesus of Nazareth passeth by."
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6 But if you still this call refuse,
And all his wondrous love abuse,
Soon will he sadly from you turn,
Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn.
"Too late! too late!" will be the cnr —
"Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.
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I'm more than conq'ror thro' his blood, Je - sus saves me now ; I
2. Be - fore the bat- tie lines are spread, Je - sus saves me now ; Be-
3. I'll ask no more that I may see, Je - sus saves me now ; His
4. Why should I ask a sign from God ? Je - sus saves me now ; Can
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rest beneath the shield of God, Je - bus saves me now. I go a
fore the boasting foe is dead, Je- sus saves me now. I win the
prom - ise is enough for me, Je - sus saves me now. Though foes be
I not trust the precious blood ? Je - sus saves me now. Strong in his
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kingdom to ob-tain, I shall thro' him the vict'ry gain, — Je - sus
fight tho' not be- gun, I'll trust and shout, still marching on, — Je - sus
strong and walls be high, I'll shout, he gives the vie - to - ry, — Je - sus
word, I meet the foe. And, shouting, win without a blow, — Je - sus
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Jesus saves me now ; [waves,
Ere trials crush my Father saves,
Jesus saves me now.
He hides me till the storm is past
For me he tempers every blast, —
Jesus saves me now.
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1, Je - sus, Sav- iour
Lord of all, At thy feet I humbly fall,
2. Je - sus, Sav- iour
King of kings, 'Neath the shadow of thy wings
3. Thanks lor all lliy
ten - der care. Thanks for ev - 'ry gift I share,
4. When to realms of
end- less day Flies my hap - py soul a - way.
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Prais-ing thee that I am thine, Bought with Ijlood, — thy blood divine.
Now in per - feet peace I rest. In thy lull sal - va- tion blest.
For thy grace that keeps me still, Keeps me safe from ev - 'ry ill.
When I join the ransomed throng, This for - ev - er be my song ; —
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Not my love but thine for me. From my bonds has made me free ;
Not my love but thine for me, for me,
From my bonds has made, has made me free ;
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1. I have found the dear - est friend, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord;
2. Sins of ci'im - sou turned to snow, Je - sus, my Saviour and I^ord;
3. More and more up - on the way, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord;
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One whose love can nev - er end, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord ;
Thou hast paid the debt I owe, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord ;
Shin - eth to the per - feet day, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord ;
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Now his gra - cious fet - ters bind All my be - ing, and I find
I have felt the heal - ing flood. Touched the wondrous cleansing blood
Brighter grows the heavenly dream. Now the gold - en glo - ries gleam.
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One with - in my heart enshrined, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord.
Of tlie dy - ing Son of God, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord.
In my heart He reigns supreme, Je - sus, my Saviour and Lord.
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In tLe sun . shine of thy face, Je - sus, .ny Savioux and Lord.
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1. Precious Je - sus,Sav-iour dear, Set me free fromslav-ish
2. May thy blood, for sin once spilt, Cleanseme from mycrim-son
3. Bless-ed Lord, oh, bless -ed Lamb, Now I come just as I
4. May thy sane - ti - fy - ing power Aid me in life's darkest
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1. The Cross and the Bi - ble, how precious their worth! From darkness re-
2. Tlie Cross and the Bi - ble, how grandly sub- lime ! Unmoved by the
3. The Cross and the Bi - ble, our com- fort and joy! The links that u-
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claim- ing the lost ones of earth ; The Bi -
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hal- low their name, And millions on millions
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the Cross where he died.
, and smiles at the storm,
their worth shall proclaim.
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lost ones of earth! O, the Cross .... and the Bi-ble for me
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1. We are prayinj?, l)los - sed Saviour, For a clos - er walk with thee;
2. We are praying, blcs - sed Saviour, That thy will in us be done,
3. We are praying, bles - sed Saviour, That our lives thy praise may show,
4. And at last, when all is ov - er, And our languid eyes we close,
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We are pray- ing that thy spir - it In our hearts may ev - er be.
We are ask - ing for a un - ion That in thee shall make us one.
And thy gracious hand di- rect us In the way that we should go.
May -our souls a- wake re-joicing Where the crys - tal nv - er flows
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With a per - feet love a- dore thee, Con - se - crated through thy word.
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From this hour, O gracious Lord, May each wak-iug heart be- fore thee
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Jno. R. Swhnkt.
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1. I heard thy voice calling me, Shepherd divine,! listened with gladness, and
2. I felt thy arms drawing me close to thy breast, I pillow'd my head there,and
3. Oh, keep me, watch over me, Saviour divine, Kestrain and protect me, for
"lo, I am thine ! In doubt and in darkness no lon-ger I rove. But
sweet was my rest. As in from the mountain-paths dreary and lone Thou didst
now am I thine ; And ncv - cr, oh nev - cr, per - mit me to stray From thy
sweet- ly and safe- ly I rest in thy love. O ref - uge most blessed, O
bear mc rc-joic-ing, and call me thine own.
cool qui- et pastures, thy safe fold a - way.
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Famny J. Crosbt
1. Tho' my sins were once like crimson red, To the healing stream my feet were led,
2. At the door of faith I entered in, And to him confessed my guilt and sin,
3 Tho' my heart was all I had to give, Yet he smiled and bade me look and live,
4. I will sing his pow'r from death to save, I will sing his triumph o'er the grave,
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In the precious blood my Sav-iour shed He washed me white as snow.
With his own dear hand he washed me clean. He washed me white as snow.
What a calm sweet peace did I receive, — He washed me white as snow.
I will sing, while crossing Jordan's wave, He washed me white as snow.
cleans- eth me, Cleans- eth, cleans -eth. Oh, yes, it cleanseth me.
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1. There are songs of joy that I loved to sing, When my heart was as blithe as a
2. There are strains of home that are dear as life, And I list to them oft 'mid the
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bird . . in spring ; But the song I have learned is so full of cheer. That the
din . . of strife ; But I know of a home that is wondrous fair. And I
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dawn shines out in the darkness drear. O, the new, new song 1 O, the
sing the psalm they are singing there. o, the new, new song
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,3 Can my lips be mute, or my heart be sad,
When the gracious Master hath made me
glad ? [be,
When he points where the many mansions
And sweetly says, ' There is one for thee ' ?
4. I shall catch the gleam of its jasper wall
When I come to the gloom of the evenfall.
For I know that the shadows, dreary and
dim,
Have a jiath of light that will lead to him.
Froin "Gems of Praise " by per.
Rev. E. H. SroKrs, X\.Vt.
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1. Hov- cr o'er me, Ho - ly Spir - it ; Bathe my trembling heart and brow;
2. Thou can'st fill me, gracious Spir - it, Tho' I can - not tell thoe how;
3. I am weakness, full of weakness; At thy sa - crcd feet I bow;
4. Clennse and comfort ; bless and save me ; Bathe, oh, bathe my heart and brow !
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Fill me with thy hal - low'd presence. Come, oh, come and fill me now.
But I need thee, great- ly need thee, Come, oh, come and fill me now.
Blest, di- vine, e - tor - nal Spir - it. Fill with power, and fill me now.
Thou art comfort - ing and sav- ing, Thou art sweet - ly fill - ing now.
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1. Beau- ti- ful Light, Ho - ly and true, Shining for me, Shining for you;
2. Beau- ti- ful Way, Ho - ly and free, Cast up for you. Cast up for me;
4. Beau- ti- ful Life, Ho- ly is he. Living for you, Living for me;
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Star of the morn. Brighter than Day, — "I am the Light, I am the Way."
Walk in the Way Narrow and straight. You it will lead To the bright gate.
Dwelling in him Mortals are blest, Perfect in love, Peaceful in rest.
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Gbo. Cooi-kk. By per. Jno. R. Swrnet.
1. There are lone- ly hearts to cherish, VVliile the days are going by ; There are
2. There's no time for i - die scorning, While the days are going by ; Let our
3. All the lov-ing links that bind us While the days are going by, One by
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weary souls who perish While the days are going by . If a smile we can renew,
face be like the morning,While the days are going by.Oh.the world is full of sighs,
one we leave behind us While the days are going by .But the seeds of goo(l\vc sow,
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I As our journey we pursue,Oh,the good that we might do, While the days are going by.
JFuU of sad and weeping eyes; Help your fallen brother rise While the days are going by.
Both in shade and shine will grow, And will keep our hearts aglow, While the days etc.
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1. Out on the desert, looking, looking, Sinner, 'tis Je-sus looking for thee;
2. Still he is waiting, waiting, waiting, O what compassion beams in his eye,
3. Lov - ing - ly pleading, pleading, pleading, Mer-cy, tho' slighted.bears with thee yet;
4. Spir - its in glo- ry, watching, watching. Long to be - hold thee safe in the fold ;
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Ten-der-iy calling, calling, calling, Hither, thou lost one, O come un - to me.
Hear him re -peat- ing gently, gently. Come to thy Saviour, O why wilt thou die.
Thou canst be happy, happy, happy, Come.erethy life-star for- ev - er shall set.
An - gels are waiting, waiting, waiting, When shall thy story with rapture be told ?
Je-sus is looking, Jc-sus is calling, Why dost thou linger, why tar - ry a- way ?
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Run to him quickly, say to him gladly, Lord, I am coming, coming to-day.
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. Have you been to
a. Are you v/alk - ing
3. When the Bridegroom
4. Lay a - side tlie
Je - sus for the cleansing power? Are you
dai - ly by the Saviour's side? Are you
Cometh, will your robes be white, Pure and
garments that are stained with sin, And be
washed in the blood of
washed in the blood of
white in the blood of
washed in the blood of
the Lamb ? Are you ful - ly
the Lamb? Do you rest each
the Lamb ? Will your soul be
the Lamb? There's a fountain
trusting in his
moment in the
ready for the
flowing for the
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grace this hour? Are you
Cru - ci - ficd? Are you
mansions bright, And be
soul un - clean, O be
washed in the blood of the
washed in the blood of the
washed in the blood of the
washed in the blood of the
Lamb? Are you
Lamb?
Lamb ?
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ashed in the blood. In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are you washed in the blood ^ of the Lamb?
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Are your garments spotless? Are they white assnow? Are you washed in the blood of the
Lamb?
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1. A - las ! a - las ! a wayward sheep Had wandered from the fold, Far
2. He sought with many -a footstep sore, From early morn till night ; Tliro'
3. How long, O Lord, must I still go? How long search for the sheep? They've
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o'er the'mountains rough and steep, Where howling tempests rolled ; The
rock - y wastes, where torrents roar, — All pathways but the right ; Then
wandered far a - way, I know, — Discouraged, lo, I weep : How
Shepherd, with a hiirdened mind, Went forth the missing one to find, The
cried, with sad and burdened mind. The missing I have tailed to find, The
long thus go, with burdened mind? " Go;" Jesus saith, " until ye find ;" The
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Have prayed for many-a year ;
Yet, still they wander far away.
O'er mountains dark and drear ;
How long thus seek with burdened mind?
"Seek," Jesus saith, "until ye find;"
The missing one must not be lost, —
"Go, seek until ye find!"
Lord, at thy word 1 go again.
Believing I shall find :
I listened, and a low refrain
Came to me on the wind ;
Led by the sadly joyful sound
I rushed, and, lo, the lost was found !
Joy! joy! O blessed joy divine!
The lost one I have found.
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2. Peace - ful - ly, peace - ful - ly
3. Hap - pi - ly, hap - pi - ly
Je - sus, to thee Come I ; Lord,
Walk I with thee ; Je - sus, my
Pass I a - long, Ea - ger to
Then shall I joy - ful- ly walk
Thy peace hast giv- en us ; So
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1. Oh, the song of the soul shall not die nor grow old, Nor languish nor
2. In the beau - ti - ful land far a - way o'er the tide. The jasper-walled
3. And the fair, golden harps in the hands of the blest. Shall thrill to a
4. And as a - ges fly onward, tho' worlds cease to be. And per - ish the
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holn^^ of the An - cient of Days, Where the ransomed ones shine as the
touch that no an - gel can give, As we sing in that land where the
stars that in heav - en do throng. Still the joy of the soul shall be
chords shall un - fold. New mel - o- dies meeting, in -spire us to smg.
sun in his pride, Our long lial - le - lu - jalis of glo - ry we'll raise,
wea- ry shall rest, Of One who hath died tiiat a sin - ner might live,
deathless and free. And deathless and free the sweet notes of her song.
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2. My Saviour comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we;
3. A sweet perfume up - on the breeze Is borne from ev-cr - vcr- nal trees,
4. The zephyrs eeem to float to me Sweet sounds of heaven's mcl- o - dy.
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He gen- tly leads me by his hn.nd, For this is hcav- en's border - land.
And flowers, that never- fad- ing grow Where streams of life for- ev - er flow.
As angels witli the white-robed throng Join in the sweet re - demption song.
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2. Sing on, ye joy - ful pil -
3. Sing on, ye joy - ful pil -
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The Great Phy- si - cian now is here, The sym- pa- thiz-ing Je -
He speaks the drooping heart to cheer. Oh, hear the voice of jfe -
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2 Your many .<;ins are all forgiven.
Oh, hear the voice of Jesus;
Go on your way in peace to heaven.
And wear a crown with Jesus.
3 All glory to the dying Lamb !
I now believe in Jcsiis;
I love the blessed Saviour's name,
I love the name of Jesus.
4 The cliildrcn too, both great and small,
Wlio love the name of Jesus,
May now accept his gracious call
To work and live for Jesus.
5 Come, brethren, help me sing his praise,
< )h, praise the name of Jesus ;
Come, sisters, all your voices raiiie.
Oil, bless the name of Jesus.
6 His name dispels my guilt and fear.
Nil oilier name but Josas ;
Oh, liow my soul delights to hear
The precious name of Jesus.
7 And when to that briglit W(jild above.
We rise to see our Jesus,
We'll sing around the throne of lore
His name, the name of Jesus.
MY SOUL, BE ON THY GUARD.
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1 My soul, be on thy guard,
Teu thousand foes arise ;
The hosts of siu are jiressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2 ( )h, wstch, and light, and pray;
The battle ne'er give o'er ;
Renew it boldly every day.
And help divine implore.
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Ne'er think the vict'ry won,
Nor lay thine armor down;
The work of faith will not be done
Till thou obtain the crown.
Then persevere till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He'll take thee, at thy parting breath.
To his divine abode.
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Yield not to tempta - tion, For yielding is sin, Each victr'y will help you
2. Shun e - vil companions, Bad language disdain, God's name hold in rev'rence,
3. To him that o'ercometh God giveth a crown, Thro' faith we will conquer;
some oth- er to win ; Fight manfully onward. Dark passions sub- due,
nor take it in vain ; Be thoughtful and earnest, Kind-hearted and true,
though often cast down ; He who is our Saviour, Our strength will renew,
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I Stand up ! stand up for Jesus 1
Ye soldiers of the cross ;
Lift high his royal banner,
It must not suffer loss ;
From victory unto victory
His army he shall lead,
Till every foe is vanquished.
And Christ is Lord indeed.
3 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus I
Sttmd in his strength alone ;
The arm of flesh will fail you, —
Ye dare not trust your own;
■Webb, key B flat.
Put on the gospel armor,
And. watching unto prayer.
Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.
3 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus I
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 shall be,
He with the King of Glory
Shall reign eternally.
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1. Blessed Sav
2. Yes, I need
2. How I need
iour, my Redeem-er, In thy mer - cy bear my call ;
thee, blessed Saviour, I am weak and poor in- deed ;
thee, when the sunshine Of a calm delight I share ;
How I need thy grace to keep me, Ev -'ry mo - ment, lest I Ml.
And I need the bread thou givest. Bread of life, my soul to feed.
How I need thee, when my burden Is too great for me to bear.
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Still I need thy strength to arm me 'Gainst the ma- ny foes with- in ;
Lord, in life and death I need thee. For I live but in thy smile ;
Oh! I need thy love so ten- der, None can ev - er love like thee.
Still I need thy blood to cleanse me, And to keep my heart from sin.
Oh! I need thee, bless-ed Saviour, Yes, I need thee all the v/hile.
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Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?-
Precious Saviour, still our refuge, —
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his anna he'll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
5 Have we trials and temptations ?
Is there trouble anywhere?
V/e should never be discouraged.
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
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1. I will look to the hills, to the beau - ti - ful hills, Where the
2. On the ev - ergreen hills is the fair tree of liie. With its
3. The Great Shepherd of Is - rael a faith- ful watch keeps. That my
4. The dark pathway he hal-lowed I will not despise, I will
pure liv- ing fountains are found. Whence my help cometh down in their
balm for all sor-rowand care; And its bow - ers are free from temp-
foot be not moved from the way ; I will trust, for my Lord neither
drink of the cup that he fills. And for joy in the darkness, will
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ta - tion and strife. For the an - gel of Peace dwelleth there.
slum-bers nor sleeps. And the night is to him as tho day.
lift up mine eyes To the light of the beau - ti - iul hills.
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SSternitg !— OTSett «
A young man was working alone in a large room in which was a big clock, the loud
ticking of which seemed to frame itself into the words, "Eternity! — where?" Unable to
endure any longer the reflections thus awakened, he arose and stopped the clock ; but the
question, "Eternity! — -where?" still so haunted him, that he threw down his work, and
hurrying home, determined that he would not allow anything to engage his thoughts till
he could satisfactorily answer that searching question, " Eternity ! — where?"
Jno. R. Sweney.
1. "E-ter- nity! — where?" It floats in the air; Amid clam- or or
2. " E - ter - nity! — where?" Oh ! Eternity! — where? With redeemed ones in
3. " E- ter - nityl^where?" Oh! how can you share The world's giddy
4. "E-ter - nityi^where?" Oh! friend, have a care; Soon God will no
5. " E - ter - nity!— where?" Oh! Eter - nity ! — where? Friend, sleep not, nor
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glo - ry ? or fiends in de - spair ? With one or the oth - er — " E-
pleasnres, or heed-le.ss- ly dare Do aught till you set -tie — "E-
long-er his jiulgment for - bear ; This day may de-cideyour "E-
take in the world an - y share, Till-you answer this question — " E-
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ter - nity ! — where?'' Do aught till you settle — " E-ter - nity ! — where?"
ter - nity ! — where?" This day may decide your " E - ter - nity ! — where ?"
ter - nity ! — where? " Till-you answer this question — "Eternity! — where?"
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1. Do you know how m.iny stars There are shining in the sky? Do you
2. Do you know how many birdies In the sunshine sing all day ? Do yon
3. Do yoxi know how many children Go to lit - tie beds at night ? And with-
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Extend the avm^ in front and wave the hands, to show tloiids. Vekse 2. Extend the arms to th,
right and left, and mtivo them to imitate the flying of birds. Extend the hands and move from right
•to h"fi in front to represent fishes. Veksb 3. Bow the head on the hands and shut the eyes, opening
tbem at the words, " Wake again." - _
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1. Rest-ing on the faithfulness of Christ our Lord, Rest-ing on the
2. Rest -ing'neath his guiding hand for un - track'd days, Rest- ing'nuath his
3. Rest-ing in thufurt-resswhile the foe is 'dgh, Rest-ing in the
4. Rest-ing in the pastures and beneath iilie Rock, Rest-mg liy the
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shad-o\v from the noontide rays ; Resting at the e - ventido beneath his wing,
life-boat wliiloth(! waves roll li'igh, Resting in liis char-u it for the swift glad race,
wa-ters wherein; leads his liock, Resting, while we lis-teu at his glorious feet,
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Rest-ing on his cov - e-nant se - cured of old.
In the fair jia-vil-ion of our Saviour King.
Rest-ing, al-ways resting in his boundless grace.
Rest-ing in his ver - y arms! 0, rest com-plete.
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Glo - ry, glo - ry, glo - ry be to Christ our King.
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1. Weary and thirsly,oh, why wilt thou roam ? Weary and thirsty.oh, why wilt thou roam?
2. All the day long by the wayside he stands, All the day long by the wayside he stands
3. Why wilt thou slight him, so faithful and true? Why wilt thou slight him, so' faithful and true?
4. Ask him 10 help thee just now to believe, Ask him to help thee just now to believe?
Why
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Ask him in mer -
Why wilt thou wander, an exile from hom
Showing the print of the nails in his hands,
Night is approaching, and what wilt thou do
Ask him in nier- cy thy heart to
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of the nails in his hands;
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cy thy heart to re - ceive;
Why wilt thou wander, an exile from hornet
Showing the print of the nails in his hands ;
Night is approaching, and what wilt thou do ?
Ask him in mer - cy thy heart to receive ;
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Come, or for - ev
Deep - - er and deep
Come, and this mo
Come to the wa--ters that sparkle so free.
Come, or forev - er too late it will be.
Deeper and dcep-er the darkness will be,
Come, and this moment his child thou wilt be
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thou wilt be,
Come to the waters that sparkle so free.
Come, or forev - er too late it will be.
Deeper and deeper the darkness will be,
Come, and this moment his child thou wilt be.
Je - - - sus thy Sav - lour is plead - - ing with thee.
Now thy Kedeem - - er is plead - - ing with thee.
Haste, while the Sav - iour is plead - - ing with thee.
Grieve not the Sav - iour now plead - - ing with thee.
Jc-sus thy Sav -iour is pleading with thee, thy Saviour is plead- ing with thee.
Now thy Redeem - er is pleading with thee, Re-deem-er is plead-ing with thee.
Haste, while the Saviour is pleading with thee, the Saviour is plead-ing with thee.
Grieve not the Saviour now pleading with thee, the Saviour now pleading with thee.
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1. Beau - ti - ful val - ley of E - den! sweet is thy noon - tide calm,
2. O - ver the heart of the mourner Shineth thy gold - en day,
3. There is the home Oi" my Saviour; There, with the blood-wash'd throng.
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2 Let him that htarcth come, 9 And whosoever will may come. .
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And feel, as it rolls
In power o'er our souls.
It is good for us, Lord, to be here.
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3 Thou art with us, we know;
We feel the sweet flow [tide ;
Of the sin-cleansing wave's gladd'ning
We are washed from our sin,
Made all holy within.
And in Jesus we sweetly abide.
OH. HOW HAPPY ARE THEY.
Tune and Chorus above.
Oh, how happy are they
Who the Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasures above ;
Tongue can never express
The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul in its earliest love.
2 That sweet comfort was mine,
When the favor divine
I received thro' the blood of the Lamb ;
When my heart first believed.
What a joy I received —
What a heaven in Jesus' name I
3 'Twas a heaven below
My Redeemer to know.
And the angels could do nothing more
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat.
And the Lover of sinners adore.
4 Jesus, all the day long,
Was my joy and my song;
Oh, that all his salvation might see:
He hath loved me, I cried,
He hath suffered and died,
To redeem even rebels like w».
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3. 1 am thinking of home, yes, of home,sweet home; May we all in that home unite
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1 Out on an ocean all boundless we ride,
We're homeward bound,
Tossed on the waves of a rough restless tide,
We're homeward bound ;
Far from the safe, quiet harbor we've rode,
Seeking our Father's celestial abode.
Promise of which on us each he bestowed,
We're homeward bound.
2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars,
We're homeward bound ;
Look! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores,
We're homeward bound :
Steady, O pilot! stand firm at the wheel.
Steady ! we soon shall outweather the gale,
Oh, how we fly 'neath the loud-creaking sail
We're homeward bound.
3 Into the harbor of heaven now we glide,
We're home at last;
Softly we drift on its bright silver tide,
We're home at last ;
Glory to God I all our dangers are o'er,
We stand secure on the glorified shore,
Glory to God ! we will shout evermore.
We're home at last.
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On the steam ferry-boat plying between Livarpool and Birkenhead there might have been
seen a few years ago a poor crippled boy, his body was grown almost to a man's size, but
his limbs were withered and helpless, and not bigger than the limbs of a child. He used to
wheel himself about in a small carriage. He had a little musical instrument on which he
played, and while he never asked for anything, very few of the passengers could hear hij
sweet music, or look at his honest, cheerful face, without dropping a penny or two into his
carriage. One day a lady was standing near, looking at him with great pity ; she thought
how sad and lonely he must feel, unable to help himself, and with no prospect of ever being
any bettiT in tiiis world, and turning to a friend who was with her, she said, "poor boy, what
a sad life he has to lead, and nothing in all the future to look forward too." She did not
intend that he should hear this remark, but he did hear it, and as she was leaving the boat
she saw a tear in his eye, and a bright smile on his face trying to chase the tear away, as he
said, "I'm expecting to have wings some day, lady."
Fanny J. Ckosby. Jno. R. Sweney.
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1. There's a voice that comes in my lonely hours And tender-ly speaks to me
2. O I sit and thmk of those radiant wings. By faith I behold them now,
3. There's a home for me, there's a home for me. My Saviour has told me so,
4. O the wings, the wings that I soon shall wear, And joyfully speed my flight
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Where tears and sorrow and pain shall cease And pleasure e - ter - nal
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Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour, Saw ye my Saviour and God? Oh! he
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Painfully nailed to the cross ;
to the cross ;
Here he bowed his head and died ;
Thus my Lord was crucified
To atone for a world that was lost.
3 Hail, mighty Saviour! hail, mighty Saviour!
Prince, and the Author of peace !
the Author of peace !
Oh ! he bursts the bars of death !
And, triumphant from the earth.
He ascended to the mansions of bliss.
4 There interceding, there interceding,
l'l<;ading tlnat sinners may live;
that sinners may liy*;
Crying, " Father, I have died ;
01i, behold my hands and side!
Oh, forgive them! I pray thee forgive!"
5 " I will forgive them, I will forgive them
When they repent and believe;
and believe;
Let them now return to thee,
And lie reconciled to thee,
And salvation they all shall receive."
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To my frlond J. E. Swoney.
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1. On- ward now ! the trum- pet call is sounding : On- ward now ! with
2. On- ward now ! be valiant, brave and dar- ing ; On- ward now, the
3. On- ward now ! our King has gone be- fore us ; Strong in him, our
4. On- ward now ! be firm and faithful ev - er ; On- ward now, our
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triumph will be glorious. On- ward now ! his lov- ing care is o'er us ;
cour- age failing nev - er. Look - ing home, beyond the si - lent riv - er —
Sweetly join the chorus of the skies. Praise our God,who reigneth evermore;
Let our songs in happy concert rise.
In his hand behold the heav'nly prize.
Looking home, where pleasure never dies.
might- y love proclaiming, Sweet - ly join the cho- rus of the skies.
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Can change the leper's spots,
And melt the heart of stone.
Jesus paid it all, etc.
3 For nothing good have I
Whereby thy grace to claim, —
I'll wash my garment white
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.
Jesus paid it all, etc.
4 When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
Then " Jesus jiaid it all "
Shall rend the vaulted skies.
Jesus paid it all, etc.
5 And when before the throne
I stand in him complete,
I'll lay my trophies down.
All down at Jesus' feet.
Jesus paid it all, etc.
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Fannie L. Jonbs.
Jno. R. Svnmr.
1. My way is dreary and cold, My heart o'erburdened with sin, I
2. I stand ontside of the fold, I gaze and fain would draw near; But
3. I stixnd outside of the fold, But light is breaking at last; My
4. No more by sorrow op - pressed I stand outside of the fold, My
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O Saviour, dear Saviour, I long to be thine; to thee;
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2. Here there is no ref - uge For the soul op - pressed ;
Poor, and weak, and wretch - ed, Full of fears and woe,
4. Bound in cords of an - guish. By my sins dis - mayed ;
5. Joy in trib - u - la - tion! Hope that sets me free!
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Whith - er shall I jour - ncy? Whith - er seek for
To be free from tor - ment, Whith - er oiin I
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Je - SU3, my sal - va - tion, Lo! I turn to
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Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh ! "When will the moment come,
V.C. — And dwell with Christ at home, . . . And dwell with Christ at home;
2. No tran-quil joys on earth I know, No peaceful, sheltering dome;
"D.O. — This world is not my home, . . . This world is not my home;
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And he'd conduct me home.
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This vale of sin and gloom,
long to leave th'unhallowed ground,
And dwell with Christ at home.
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"Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; and ye shall find rest unto
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2. For Jesus shed his precious blood Rich blessings to bestow ; Plunge now into the
3. Yes, Jesus is the Tmth, the Way, That leads you into rest; Believe in him with-
4. Comethen,and join this holy band, And on to glory go, To dwell in that ce-
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lestial land,Where joys immortal flow. 1^
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2. Tempt not my soul a- way, Jc - sus is mine ! Here would I
3. Fare - well, ye dreams of night, Je - sus is mine! Lost in this
4. Fare - well, mor- tal - i - ty, Je - sus is mine! Wei -come, e-
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Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Saviour's breast, Jesus is mine !
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1. I praise the Lord that one hkc mc I' or mer-cy may to
2. I was to sin a wretchcJ slave, But |e- sus died my
3. I look by faith and see this word, Stamp'd with the blood of
4. I now believe he saves my soul. His precious blood hath
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will May seek and find sal- va- tion still,
will May seek and find sal- va- tion still.
will May seek and find sal- va- tion still.
My Saviour's promise faileth never
He counts me in the Who- so- ev -er.
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1 My Father is rich in houses anil hinds,
He hohleth the wealth of the woikl in
his hands !
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver tind
gold
His coffers are full, — he has riches untold.
Cho. — I'm the child of a King,
The child of a King ;
With Jesus my Saviour
I'm the child of a King.
2 My Father's own Son, who saves us
from sin, [men.
Once wandered o'er earth as the poorest of
The Child ol a King.
IJut now he is reigning forever on high,
And will give me a Ijome in heaven by
and by.
3 I once was an outcast stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice, an alien by birth !
But I've been adopted, my name's writ-
ten down, —
An heir to a mansion,a robe,and a crown.
4 A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They're building a palace for me over
there ! [si Jig :
Though exiled from home,yet,still 1 may
All glory to God, I'm the child of a King.
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I rest on his unchanging grace ;
In every high and stormy gale.
My anchor holds within the vale.
3 His oath, his covenant, and blood,
Support me in the whelming flood :
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
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Break forth in songs of joy - ful- ness, Let heaven be- gin be -low.
In heaven a - bove, where all is love. There'll be no sor - row there.
3 When the last moment comes.
Oh, watch my dying face.
To catch the bright, seraphic gleam
Which o'er my features plays.
4 Then to my raptured soul
Let one sweet song be given,
Let music cheer me last on earth.
And greet me first in heaven.
5 Then close my sightless eyes,
And lay me down to rest,
And fold my pale and icy hands
Upon my lifeless breast.
6 Then, round my sehseless clay
Assemble tho.se I love.
And sing of heaven, delightful heaven,
My glorious home above.
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Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ;
Change and decay in all around I see ;
0 thou, who chaugest not, abide with me !
3 I need thy presence every passing hour ;
What but thy grace can foil tlie tempter's power?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can l)e?
Through cloud and sunshine. Lord, abide with me !
4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless ;
Ills have no weight, and tears no V)itterness;
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?
1 triumph still, if thou abide with me.
5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies,
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me !
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2. Long my heart has sighed for thee, Long has e - vil reigned within ;
3. Here I give my all to thee, Friends, and time, and earthly store ;
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 ail sin."
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Perfected in him I am ;
I am every whit made whole :
Glory, glory to the Lamb.
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1. Jesus bids you come, Jesus bids you come, Now for you he's intcrced-ing,
2. Jesus bids you come, Jesus bids you come, Wea- ry trav'ler, do uot tarry,
3. Jesus bids you come, Jesus bids you come,Voices may not always call you,
4. Jesus bids you come, Jesus bids you come,Wliere 'tis love uud joy forever,
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"Late, too late," may yet befall you," Why will ye die?" "Why will ye die?
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Where no sin nor dismay.
Neither trouble nor sorrow.
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Nor be feared for the morrow.
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He's prepared thee a home, —
Sinner, canst thou believe it?
And invites thee to come, —
Sinner, wilt thoii receive it?
Oh, come, sinner, come,
For the tide is receding ;
And the Saviour will soon
Aud forever cease pleadinc.
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The Lord will provide;
And this be the token —
No word he hath spoken
Was ever yet broken, —
" The Lord will provide."
4 March 'n, then, right boldly,
The sea shall divide ,
The pathway made glorious,
With shoutings victorious,
We'll join in the chorus,
"The Lord will provide."
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a There is welcome for the sinner,
And more graces for the good ;
Tnere is mercy with the Saviour;
There is healing in his blood.
3 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man's mind ;
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderful and kind.
4 If our love w^e but more simple.
We should take him at his word ;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.
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Not a soul so sad, Nor a heart so glad, When cometh the shades of night,
Take the golden key In your hand and see. As the night tide drifts away,
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How its blessed hold Is a crown of gold, Thro' the weary hours of day.
4 When the shadows fall.
And the vesper call
Is sobbing its low refrain,
'Tis a garland sweet
To the toil dent feet.
And an antidote for pain.
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Shall be shut no more :
Life's tears shall be wiped away
As the pearl gates swing,
And the gold harps ring,
And the sun unsheathe for aye.
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^' I If on Christ you do be - lieve. You will find him Jprec-ious.
D. C. He has died for you and I, Now look up and view him.
From his hands, his feet, his side,
Flows a healing fountain ;
See the eonsolation tide,
Boundless as the ocean.
See the living waters move,
For the sick and dying;
Now resolve to gain his love.
Or to perish trying.
3 Streaming mercy, how it flows,
Now I know, I feel it;
Half has never yet been told.
Yet I want to tell it.
Jesus' blood has healed my wounds,
Oh, the wondrous story !
I was lost, but now am found.
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Long provoked him to his face ;
Would not hearken to his calls ;
Grieved him by a thousand falls.
3 Now incline me to repent;
Let me now my sins lament ;
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
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Me he now delights to spare;
Cries, " How shall I give thee up?"
Lets the lifted thunder drop.
5 There for me the Saviour stands.
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands;
God is love ! I know, I feel ;
Jesus weeps, and loves me still.
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The fountain deed and wide;
Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save,
Points to his wounded side.
C/to.—The cleansing stream, I see, I see!
I plunge, and oh, it cleanseth me!
Oh, praise the Lord ! it cleanseth me ;
It cleanseth me— yes, cleanseth me.
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2 I rise to walk in heaven's own light.
Above the world of sin, |wliite,
With heart made pure and garmcntf.
And Christ enthroned within.
3 Amazing grace ! 'tis heaven below
To feel the blood applied ;
And Jesus, only Jesus, know.
My Jesus crucified.
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Then hear from heav'n, and forgive our sins: Help,blessthy children now,0 God!
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2. What tho' the world deceit - ful prove, Our earthly friends and hopes re-
3. Though oft I seem to tread a - lone Life's dreary waste, with thorns o'cr-
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lean, Help me, throughout life's changing scene, By faith to cling to thee !
move ; With patient, uncomplain- ing love, Still would I cling to thee.
grown, Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone, Still whispers,"Cling to me !"
side; So safe, so calm, so sat -is- fied, The soul that clings to thee!
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Beyond the farewell and thegreeting,f
Beyond the pulse's fever beating,!
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Beyond the sowing and the reaping, j
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Beyond the shining and the shading, I
Beyond the hoping and the dreading, |
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EMORY HYMNAL.
22.S CM. M. K.H.I.
O pou a thousand tongues, to sing
My great Redeemer's praise ;
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace !
2 My gracioiis Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim.
To spread tb.rough all the earth abroad,
The honors of thy name.
% Jesus ! the name that charms our
That bids o\ir sorrows cease ; [ fears,
'Tis music in the sinners ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the power of canceled sin,
lie sets tlio prisont r free ;
Ilis blood can make the foulest clean ;
His blojd availed for me.
5 He spcnks, and, listening to his voice,
New life the dead receive ;
The mournful broken hearts rejoice ;
The humble poor believe.
* Hear him, yedeaf;hispraise,yedumb,
Your loosened tongues employ ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
229 C.P.M. M.B. H. t8.
Thou God of power, thou God of love,
Whose glory fills the realms above.
Whose praise archangels sing,
And veil their faces while they cry,
"Thrice holy," to their God most high,
"Thrice holy," to their King;
2 Thee as our God we too would claim,
And bles.s the Saviour's precious name,
Through whom this grace is given ;
He boie the curse to sinners due.
He forms their ruined souls anew.
And makes them heirs of heaven.
S The veil that hides thy glory rend.
And here in saving power descend.
And fix thy blest abode ;
FTere to our hearts thyself reveal,
And let each waiting spirit feel
The presence of our God.
230 L- M. M. B. H. 12.
Tesus, thou everlasting King,
Accept the tribute which we bring;
Accept thy well-deserved lenown.
And wear our praises as thy crown.
2 Let every act of worship be
Like our espousals. Lord, to thee ;
Like the blest hour when from above
We first received the pledge of love.
3 The gladness f)f that happy day,
O may it ever, ever stay I
Nor let onr faith forsake its hold,
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold.
4 Let every moment ns it flies.
Increase thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are raised to sing thy name
At the great supper of the Lamb.
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COMK, thou almighty King,
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to praise :
Father all-i^lorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come, and reign over us,
Ancient of days !
2 Come, thou incarnate Word,
(lird on thy mighty sword,
Our prayer attend ;
Come, and thy peo])le bless.
And give thy word success :
Spirit of holiness.
On us descend !
3 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness boar
In this glad hour :
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart.
And ne'er from us depart.
Spirit of power !
4 To thee, great One and Three,
Eternal praises be
Hence, evermore :
Thy sovereign majesty
May we in glory sie,
And to eternity
Love and adore !
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Come, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne ;
Ten thousand thousand are their
Bat all their joys are one, [tongues,
2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they
"To be exalted thus!" [cry,
"Worthy the Lamb!" our hearts reply,
"For he was .slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine ;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, forever thine.
4 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
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Jesus, where'er tliy people meet,
Tlicro tlicy behold thy mercy-"eat;
WhereVr thoy seek thee thou art
found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For thou, within no walls confined,
Dost dwell with tlu)seof huml)lomind;
Such ever brin<^ thee where they come.
And, goiny, lake thee to their home.
3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew ;
Here, to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.
4 Here may we prove the power of
prayer
To strengthen faith and sweeten care ;
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.
234 7s. M.E. H.21.
Lord, we come before thee now,
At thy feet we humbly bow ;
O do not our suit disdain,
Shall we seek thee. Lord, in vain ?
2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ;
In compassion now descend ;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace,
Tune our lips to sing thy jiraisc.
3 In tliine own ajipointcd way
Now we sei'k thee, hero we stay ;
Lord, we know not how to go
Till a blessing thou bestow.
4 Send some message from thy word
That may joy and peace afford ;
Let thy Spirit now impart
Full salvation to each heart.
5 Comfort tho>^e who weep and mourn.
Let the time of joy letuni ;
Those that are cast down lift up,
Make them strong in faith and hope.
8 Grant that all may seek and find
Thee a gracious God and kind :
Heal the sick, the captive free ;
Let us all rejoice in thee.
235 CM. M.E. H. 32.
Jesus, thou all redeeming Lord,
Thy blessing we implore ;
Open the door to preach thy word,
The gi eat effectual door.
2 Gather the outcasts in, and save
From sin and Satan's power;
And let them now accei)tance have,
And know their gracious hour.
3 Loverof souls! thouknow'st to prize
What thou bast bought so dear :
Come, then, and in thy peopled s eyes
"With all thy wounds appear.
4 The hardness of our hearts remove,
Thou who for all hast died ;
Show us the tokens of thy love.
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side.
5 Heady thou art the blood to apply,
And prove the record true ;
And all thy wounds to sinners cry,
"I suffered this for you."
236 8,7,4. M. K. H.54.
In thy name, O Lord, assembling,
We, thy peojile, now draw near ;
Teach us to 1 ejoice with trembling ;
Speak and let thy servants hear :
Hear with meekness,
Hear thy word witli godly feai-.
2 While our days on earth are length-
ened.
May we give them, Lord, to thee :
Cheered by hope, and daily strength-
May we run, nor W( ary be, [ened.
Till thy glory
Without cloud in heaven we see.
3 There, in worshiji purer, sweeter.
All thy ])eoplc .shall adore ;
Sharing then in rapture greater
Than thoy could conceive before *.
Full enjoyment,
Full and pure, forevermore.
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Loud, when we bend before thy throne.
And our confessions pour,
O may we feel the sins we own.
And hate what we deplore.
2 Our contrite spirits pitying see;
True penitence impart;
And 1( t a liealing ray from thee
Beam peace into each heart.
3 Whenwediscloseourwantsin prayer,
May we our wills resign ;
And not a thouglit our bosom share
Which is not wliolly thine.
4 And when, with heart and voice, we
Our grateful hymns to raise, [strive.
Let love divine within us live.
And till our souls with praise.
5 Then, on thy glories while we dwell^
Thy mercies we'll review ;
With love divine transported, tell —
Thou, God, art Father tool
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COMR, ye that love the Saviour's name,
And joy to make it known,
The Sovereign of y( mr hearts proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
2 Behold your Lord, your Master,
With glories all divine ; ' [crowned
And tell the wondering nations round
How bright those glories shine.
3 When, in liis earthly courts, we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do.
And wish like them to sing.
4 And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach onr songs to rise :
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it roach the skies.
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Thy presence, gracious God, aftbrd ;
Prepare us to receive thy word :
Now let thy voice engage our ear,
And faith be mixed with what we hear.
2 Distracting thoughts and cares re-
move,
And fix our hearts and hopes above ;
With food divine may we be fed.
And satisfied with l.ving bread.
3 To us the sacred word ai ply
With sovereign power and energy ;
And may we, in thy faith and fear,
Reduce to practice what we hear.
4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ;
Teach us to know and do thy will ;
Thy saving power and love display.
And guide us to the realms of day.
240 s.M. M.E. H.41.
Come, ye that love tlie Lord,
And let your j ys be known :
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye suri'ound his throne.
2 Let those refuse ti sing
Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
3 The God that rales on high,
That !ill the earth surveys.
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas ;
4 This awful God is ours.
Our Father and our Love ;
He will send down his heavenly
To carry us above. [powers.
5 There we shall see his face.
And never, never sin ;
There, from the 1 ivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in :
6 Yea, and before we rise
To that immortal state.
The thoughts of such amazing blias
Should constant joys create.
7 The men of grare have found
Glory begun below ;
Celestial fruit on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow :
8 Then let our songs abound.
And every tear he dry ; [ground.
We' re march i ng through Immanuel'»
To fairer worlds on high.
241 L.M. M. E.H.8.
From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Let the Redeemer" s name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord ;
Eternal truth attends thy wo id :
Thy praise shall sound from shore to
shore.
Till suns shall rise and set no- more.
3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring;
In sonys of praise divinely siu'^- ;
The great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy the Saviour's name.
4 In every land begin the song :
To every land tlie strains belong :
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
And fill the world witli loudest praise.
242 L.M. M.n. 11.81.
Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
To prai-e thy name, give thanks, and
sing;
To show thy love by morning I'ght,
And talk ( f all thy tiuth by nigM.
2 Swert is the day of sacred rest ;
No mortal cares shall seize my breast ;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solenm sound.
3 When grace has purified my heart.
Then I shall share a glorious part;
And fresh supi:)lies of joy be slied.
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
4 Then shall I s. e, and hear, and know
All I desired or wished below ;
And every power find sweet employ
In that eternal woi Id of joy«
CONG REG A TIONAL.
243 L. M, M.E. H.66.
Come, let iis tune our loftiest song,
And raise to Christ our joyful strain:
Worship and tlianks to him belong,
Who reigns and shall forever reign.
2 Hissovereigu powerourbodiesmade;
Our souls are his immortal breath:
Anl when his creatures sinned he bled,
To save us from eternal death.
? Ijurn, every breast, with Jesus' love ;
Bound, every heart, with rapturous joy ;
And, saints on earth, with saints above
Your voices in his praise employ.
4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song.
Ascend for liim, ovir cheerful strain ;
Worship and thanks to him bcloni;-.
Who reigns and shall forever reign.
244 L M. M. E. H. I02.
Sun of my soul thnu Saviour dear,
It is not ni^ht if thou be near :
O may no earthbo. u cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
% When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast.
8 Abide with me from moiii till eve,
For without thee I cannot live ;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For withoirt thee I dare not die.
4 I f some poor wandering child of thine
Have spumed, to-day, the voice divine.
Now, Lo:d, the gracious VFork begin ;
Let him no .nore lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor
With blessings from thy boundless
store ;
Be every mourner's sleep to-night,
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world our way we take ;
Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
245 S.M. M.E. H. 176.
How gentle God's commands!
How kind his jirecepts are I
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care.
8 Be»eath his watchful eye
His saints securely dwell;
That hand- which bears all nature up
Shall guard his children well.
3 Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind ?
Haste to your heavenly Father' s throne,
And sweet refreshment find.
4 His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day:
I'll dro]i my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.
246 11,14,10. M. E. H.I36.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almightyj
Early in the morning our song shall rise
to tliee;
IToly, holy, holy, merciful and mighty,
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore^
thee,
Casting down their golden crowns a-
round the glassy sea ;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down
before thee, [be.
Which wert and art and evermore shalt
3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness
hide thee.
Though the eye of sinful man thy
glory may not see ; [thee,
Only thou ait holy; there is none beside
Perfect in power, in love and purity.
4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!
All thy works shall praise thy name,
in earth, and sky, and sea ;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty,
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity !
247 L.M. M.E. H. 69.
Great God, attend, while Zion sings
The joy that from thy presence springs ;
To spend one day with thee on tarth
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tcnt-of eas^. nor thrones of power,
Should tumpt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun, he makes our day ;
God is our shield, he guards our way
From all assaults of hell and sin.
From foes without, and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow.
And crown that grace with glory too •,
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.
5 O God,ourKing,whose sovereign sway
The glorious hosts of heaven obey.
And devils at thy presence flee ;
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.
219
KMORY HYMNAL.
248 CM. M.K. 11.183.
Jot to t.ho world! the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her Kinjr;
Let every hcait prepare him room,
And heaveu and nature sing.
2 Joy to th(^ world! the Saviour reigns;
Let men Hieir songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and
Repeat the sounding joy. [plains,
3 No more let sin and sorrow grow,
Nor thorns infest the groimd ;
He comes I0 m ke his blessings flow
F;;r as the curse is found,
4 He rules the world with truth and
And makes nations prove [grace.
The glories of his righteousness,
And Avonders of his love.
249 CM. M.F..H.125.
O God, thy power is wonderful.
Thy glory passing bright ;
Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep,
A rajjture to the sight.
2 I see thee in the eternal years
In gloiy all alone,
Ere round thine uncreated fires
Created light had shone.
3 I see thee walk in Eden's shade,
I see thee all througli time ;
Thy patience and compassion seem
New attributes sublime.
4 I see thee when the doom is o'er,
And outworn time is done.
Still, .still incomi.rehcnsible,
O God, yet not alone.
5 Angelic spirits, countless souls,
Of thee have drunk their fill ;
And to eternity will drink
Thy joy and glory still.
6 O little heart of mine ! shall pain
Or sorrow make thee moan,
Wlicn all this God is all for thee,
A Father all thine own ?
250 L.M. M.E.H.168.
Gon is our reTugo and defense ;
In trouble our unfailing aid :
Secure in his omnipotence.
What foe can make our souls afraid?
2 Yea, tho' the earth's foundations rock,
And mountains down the gulf be
hurled,
His jieople smile amid the shock :
They look beyond this transient
world.
3 Tiusrc is a river pure and briglit,
Whose streams make glad thcheaven-
Where, in eternity of light; [ly plains;
The city of otir God remiins.
4 Built by tlie word of his command,
With his unclouded presence blest.
Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand ;
There is our home, our hope, our rest.
Jl'^X. 8,7,4. M. E. H.I7I.
GuTDR mo, O thou great Jehovah, •
Pilgrim through this barren land:
1 am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand :
Brend of heaven.
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open ni>w the crystal fountain,
Wlience the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillnr,
Lead me all my journey through:
Str,)ng Deliverer,
Be thou still my strength and .shield.
3 Wl'cn I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside ;
Bear me through the swelling current;
Land me safe on Canaan's side :
Slings of praises
I will ever give to thee.
252 C M. M. R. H. I6l.
God moves in a mysterious way
His wond rs to perform ;
He plants his footsteps in the sea.
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill.
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his soveriegn will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take:
The clouds ye so much dread
A'c big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble senae,
But trust him for his grace ;
Behind a frowning providence
He liides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour :
Tho bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain :
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
CONOR EGA TTONA L.
253 C. M. M. E. H. 147.
My Goc!, howwonderful thou ait,
Tliy inajesty how bright,
How beautiful tliy mercy-seat
In depths of burning light !
2 How dreail are thine etenial years,
O everlasting Lord,
By prostrate spirits day and night
Incessantly adored !
S How brautiful, now beautiful.
The sight of thee must be,
Thine endless wisdom, boundless
And awful purity! [power,
4 O hosv I fe;irtlite, living Goil,
With deepest, tenderest fears,
And worship thee witli trembling hoi)c,
And 1 eultentiiil te irs.
5 Yet I niny love thee too, O Lo;d,
Almiglity as tli(,u ari- : '
For tVou hast stooi)cd to ask of me
The love of my pi or heart.
6 No earthly father loves like thee,
No nu)tlKr half f o m Id
Bears and forbears as thou hast done
Willi me, thy sinful child.
7 Father of Jesus, love's reward !
What rapture will it be,
Prostrate before tliy throne to lie.
And gaze, and gaze 011 thee !
2f54 L-M. M.K. H.1G4.
Peaci:, troul)led soul, thou need'st not
Thy great Provider still is near; [feitr;
Who fed t! ee l.i t, will feed thee still:
Be calm, and sink into his will,
2 TheLord.whobniltthecarthandsky,
In mercy stoops to hear thy cry ;
His promi^e all may freely claim ;
Ask and recive in Jesus' name.
3 Without reserve give Christ your
lieart ;
Let him his righteousness impart ;
Then all things else he'll freely give ;
With him you all things shall receiye.
4 Thus shall the soul be truly blest.
That seeks in God his only rest ;
May I that happy person be,
In time and in eternity.
255 L. M. M.E. H.170.
How do thy mercies close me round I
Forever be thy name adored;
I lilush in all things to abound;
The servant is above his Lord.
3 Inured to poverty and pain,
A sulleriujj life my Master led ;
The Son of God the Son of man,
He had not where to lay his head.
3 But lo ! a place he hath prepared
For me, whom watchful angels keep;
Yea, he himself becoiiK s my guard ;
Hesmoothsmybed,andgivesuu: sleep.
4 Jesus protects ; my fears, be gone:
What can the lioek of ages move?
Safe in tby arms I lay me down.
Thine everlasting arms of love.
5 While t^'ou art infmateiy nigh,
Who, -w ho shall volute my rest?
Sin, earth, and lull I now defy:
1 lean upon my Saviour's breast.
0 I rest beneath the Almighty's shade;
ISly griefs expi' e, my troubles iH-ase ;
Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
Wilt keep nie still in perfect peace.
256 CM. M.K. H.185.
IIauk, the glad sound ! the Saviour
comes.
The Saviour promised long ;
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
2 He comes, the prisoner to release,
In Satan's bondage held ;
The gates t)f brass before him buist,
The iron fetters yield.
3 He cnmes from t^ iekest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyes opiiressed with night
To pour celestial day
4 He comes, the broken heart to binel,
The wounded soul to cure.
And with the treasures of liis grace,
To enrich the humble poor.
5 Our glad hosannas. Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim,
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
257 8s. M.E.„.,43.
This God is the God we adore.
Our faithful, unchangeable friend.
Whose love is as great as his power,
And neither knows measure nor end;
2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last,
Whose spirit shall guide us safe home;
We'll i)raise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that's to come.
221
EMORY HYMNAL.
258 L.M. M.E.H.239.
.Tv sus, my Advocate above,
My Friend before tlic tbrone of love,
If now forme prevails thy prayer.
If now I find thee pleading theie, —
2 If thou the secret wish convey,
And sweetly i)rompt my heart t( > pray,—
Hear, and my weak ]ietitions join.
Almighty Advocate, to thine.
3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ;
My earnest suit present, and gain:
My fullness of corruption show;
The knowledge of myself bestow.
4 O sovereign Love, to thee I cry.
Give me thyself, or else I die !
Save me from death, from hell set free;
Death, hell, are but the want of thee.
259 L.M. M.K.H.242.
1 KNO"vr that my Redeemer lives ;
What joy the blest assurance gives !
He lives, he lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my everlasting Head !
2 He lives to bless me with his love ;
He lives, to plead for me above;
He lives, my hungiy soul to feed ;
He lives, to help in time of need.
3 He lives, and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives, my mansion to prepare ;
He lives, to bring me safely there.
4 Jle lives, all glory to his name;
He lives, my Saviour, still the same;
What joy the blest assurance gives,
1 know that my Redeemer lives 1
260 8,7. d. M.B.H.246.
Hail, thou once despised Jesus!
Hail, thou Galilean King !
Thou didst suffer to release us ;
Thou didst free salvat'on liring.
Hail, thou agonizing Saviour,
Bearer of our sin and shame !
By thy merits we find favor ;
Life is given through thy name.
2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointi^d,
All our sins on thee were laid :
By almighty love annointed,
Thou hast full atonement made.
All thy people are forgiven.
Through the virtue of thy blood;
Opened is the gate of heaven;
Peace is made 'twixt man and God.
8 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide ;
All the heavenly hosts adore thee.
Seated at thy Father's side;
There for sinners thou art pleading ;
There thou dost our place jirepare
Ever fur us interceding.
Till in glory we appear.
4 Worship, honor, power, and blessing,
Thou art woi-thy to receive ;
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Meet it is for us to give.
Help, ye bright angelic si)irits ;
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
Help to sing our Saviour's merits ;
Help to chant Immanuel's praisel
261 L M. M.E.H.2n.
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died.
My richest gain I count but loss.
And poiur contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast.
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things ihatcharm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down:
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
' Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small ;
Love so amazing, so divine.
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
262 CM. M.E.H.214.
Ai.AS ! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my sovereign die ?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I ?
2 Was it for crimes that I have done,
He groaned upon the tree ?
Amazing p ty! grace vmknownl
And love beyond degree !
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide.
And shut his glories in.
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died,
For man, the creature, 's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While his dear cross appears ;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness.
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give myself away, -
'Tis all that" I can do.
CONGREGA TIONAI..
2B3 8,7. M. K. H.204.
In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
NeviT shall the cross forsake nie ;
Lo! it glows Avitli peace and joy.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more luster to the day.
4 Baueand blessing, pain and pleasure.
By the cross are sanctified ;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
5 In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers romid its head sublime.
264 7S. M.B. H.205.
Never further than thy cross:
Never higher than thy feet:
Here earth's preciousthings seem dross:
Here earth's bitterthings grow sweet.
2 Gazing thus our sin we see,
Learn thy love while gazing thus ;
Sin, which laid the cross on thee.
Love, which bore the cross for us.
8 Here we leani to serve and give,
And, rejoicing, self deny;
Here we gather love to live.
Here we gather faith to die.
4 Pressing onward as we can.
Still to this cm- hearts must tend ;
Where our earliest hopes began.
There our last aspirings end ;
5 Till amid tlie hosts of liijht.
We in thee redeem* d, comjilete.
Through thy crossmadepurr andwhite,
Cast our crowns before thy feet.
^00 '-'• M. M. E. H. 234.
He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies !
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around ;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the
ground.
2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two
For him who groam d beneath your
load ;
He shed a thousand drops for you, —
A thousand drops of richei- blood.
3 Here's love and grief beyond degree,
The Lord of glory dies for man T
But lo! what sudden joys we sec,
Jesus, the dead, revives again !
4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ;
In vain the tomb forbids his rise.
Cherubic legions guard him home.
And shout him welcome to the skies.
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great Deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoiled the liosts of hell.
And lead the monster Death in chains'
6 Say, "liive forever, wondrous King!
Born to re.leem, and strong to save ;"
Then ask the monster, "Where's thy
sting?"
And, "Where's thy victory, boasting
Grave?"
266 7s. M. B. H. a63.
Gracious Spirit, Love divine,
Let thy light within me shine I
All my guilty fears remove ;
Fill me witli thy heavenly love.
2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me ;
Set the burdened sinner free ;
Lead me to the Lamb of God ;
Wash me in his precious blood.
3 Life and peace to me impart ;
Seal salvation on my heart ;
Breathe thyself into my breast,
Earnest of immortal rest.
5 Let me never from thee stray ;
Keep me in the narrow way ;
Fill my soul with joy divine ;
Keep me, Lord, forever thine,
267 l^- M. M. B. H. 307.
Jesus, a word, a look from thee,
Cantnrn my heart andmake it clean;
Purge out th ! inbred leprosy.
And save me from my bosom sin.
2 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe,
Thou canst tlie saving grace impart ;
Thou canst this instant now foigive,
And stamp thine image on my heart.
3 My heart, which now to thee I raise,
I know thou canst this moment
cleanse ;
The deepest stains of sin efface.
And drive the evil spirit hence.
4 Be it according to thy word ;
Accomplish now thy work in me ;
And let my somI, to healtli restored,
Devote its deathless powers to thee.
223
EMORY HYMNAL.
2l\jfj S.M. M.E. H.3I2.
Ouu sins on Christ were laid ;
IIo bore the mighty load ;
Our I ansom-price he fully paid
In groans, and tears, and blood,
3 To save a world, he dies ;
Sinners, behold the Lamb !
To him lift up your longmg eyes ;
Seek mercy in his name.
3 Pardon and ])oace abound ;
He will your sins forgive ;
Salvation in liis name is found —
He bids t';e sinner live.
4 Jesus, we look to thee ;
Where else can sinners go?
Thy boundless love sliall set us free
From wretchedness and woe.
Jo9 IIS. M. E H. 335.
O TURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die.
When God in great mercy is coming so
nigh?
Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says,
'Come,"
And angels are waiting to welcome you
home.
3 And now Christ is ready your souls to
receive,
O how can you question, if you will be-
lieve?
If sin is your burden, why will you not
come ?
'Tis you be bids welcome; he bids you
come home.
3 In riches, in pleasures, what can you
obtain.
To soothe your affliction, or banish your
pain ?
Tol)earup your spirit when summoned
to die,
Or waft you to mansions of glory on
high?
4 Why will you be starving, and feeding
on air?
There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to
spare ;
If still you arc doubting, make trial and
see.
And prove that his mercy is boundless
and free.
270 L. M. M.E. H. 238.
Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed.
With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 Bold shall I st;ind in thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay'
Fidly absolved t rough tin .se I am,
From sin and fear, from guiltandshame.
3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb.
Who fiona the Father's bosom came.
Who died for me, e'en me to atone.
Now for my Lord and God I own.
4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood,
Which, at tho mercy-seat of God,
Forever doth for sinners plead,
For me, e'en for my soul, was shed,
5 Lord,. I believe were sinners more
Than sands upon the ocean shore,
Thou hast for all a ransom paid,
For all a full atonement made.
271 H.M. M. EM. 244
Rejoic'-, the Lord is King !
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore ;
Lift up your licarts, lift ui) your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
Th.! God of truth and love ;
When he had purged our stain.'-,
He t 'ok his seat above ;
Lift uj) your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again 1 say, rejoice,
3 His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules o'l r earth and heaven,
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given ;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
4 He sits at God's right hand
Till all his foos submit.
And bow to his command,
And fall beneath his feet;
Lift lip your hearts, lift up your voioa;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
5 He all his foes shall quell,
And all our sins destroy;
Let every bosom swell
With pure, seraphic joy;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
6 Rejoice in glorious hope ;
Jesus, the Judge shall come.
And take his servants up
To their eternal home ;
We soon shall hear the archangel's voice!
The trump of Ciod shall sound, -Rejoice;
224
CONOR EGA rrONAL.
272 CM. M.E.H.254.
WiTTi joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above ;
His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame ;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he hath felt the same.
3 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Poured out strong cries and tears.
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears,
4 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame ;
The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.
5 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In every trying hour.
273 c. M. M. E. H.277.
Come, Holy Spirit heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers ;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
3 Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys ;
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys.
8 In vain we tune our formal songs.
In vain we strive to rise;
Ilosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4 Father, and shall we ever live
At this poor, dying rate.
Our love so faint, so cold to tlioe.
And thine to us so <4reat?
5 Come, Holy Si)irit, lieavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening jiowers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
274 c. M. M.E.H.316.
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear !
It soothes hissorrows, heals his wounds.
And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast ;
'Tis manna to the hiuigry soul.
And to the weary, rest.
3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place ;
My never-tailing treasure filled
With boundless stores of grace!
4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend.
My Projihet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring !
5 1 would thy boundless love proclaim
With every fleetuig breath ;
So shall the music of thy name
Refresh my soul in death.
275 C. M. M.K.H.SJ3.
O WHAT amazing words of grace
Are in the Gospel found !
Suited to every sinner's case,
Who knows the joyful sound.
2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls
Are freely welcome here ;
Salvation like a river rolls.
Abundant, free, and clear.
3 Come, then, with all your wants and
Your every burden bring : [wounds;
Here love, unchanging love, abounds,
A deep, celestial spring.
4 Whoever will - O gracious word I
May of this stream j^artake ;
Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord,
And drink, for Jesus' sake.
5 Millions of sinners, vile as you.
Have here found life and peace ;
Come, then, and prove its virtues too,
And drink, adore, and bless.
276 73-61. M. B. H.415,
Rock of ages, cleft for me.
Let mo hide myself in thee ;
Let tbe water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which flowed.
Be of sin the double cure.
Save from wrath and make me pure.
3 Could my tears forever flow.
Could my zeal no languor know.
These for sin could not atone ;
Thou must save, and thou alone :
In my hand no price I bring ;
Simply to thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeMng breath.
When my eyes shall close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown.
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
1%^
EMGRV HYMNAL.
2iti L. M. M E. H.305.
Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin,
And bom unholy and unclean ;
Hpi-ung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts his race, and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath
The seeds of sin grow up for death :
Thy law demands a perfect heart,
But we're defiled in every part.
3 Behold, we fall before thy face ;
Our only refuge is thy grace :
No outward forms can make us clean ;
The leprosy lies deep within.
4 Nor bleeding bird,nor bleeding benst,
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling
priest.
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.
5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone,
Ilath power sufficient to atone ;
Thy blood can make lis white as snow,
No Jewish types could cleanse us so.
6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our
peace,
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ;
Lord, let us hear thy pardoning voice,
And make these broken hearts rejoice.
iiVo L. M. M. E. H.337.
Of him who did salvation bring,
1 could forever think and sing ;
Arise, ye needy, — he'll relieve ;
Arise, ye guilty,— he'll forgive.
2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given;
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven:
Though siu and sorrow wound my soul,
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole.
8 To shame our sins he blushed in blood ;
He closed his eyes to show us God :
Let all the world fall down and know
That none but God such love can show.
4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone
I shed my tears and make my moan ;
Where'er I am, where'er I move,
I meet the object of my love.
5 Insatiate to this spring I fly;
I drink, and yet am ever dry :
Ah ! who against thy charms is proof?
Ah 1 who that loves can love enough?
Jllo 7S. M. E. H.345.
Hasten, sinner, to be wise !
Stay not for the morrow's sun :
Wisdom if you still despise,
Harder is it to bo won.
3 Hasten, mercy to implore !
Stay not for tlie morrow's sun,
Lest thy season should be o'er
Ere this evening's stage be run.
3 Hasten, sinner, to return 1
Stay not for the morrow's sun.
Lest thy lamp shoiild fail to bum
Ere salvation's work is done.
4 Hasten, sinner, to be l)lGSt !
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest perdition thee arrest
Ere the morrow is begun.
280 c. M. M.E.H.369.
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
A thousand thoughts revolve,
Come, witli your guilt and fear oj)-
pressed,
And make this last resolve : —
2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin
Like mountains round me close ;
1 know his courts, I'll enter in,
Whatever may oppose.
3 Prosftrate 111 lie before his throne,
And there my guilt confess ;
I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone
Without his sovereign grace.
4 Perhaps he will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my prayer ;
But, if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there.
5 I can but perish if I go ;
I am resolved to try :
For if I stay away, I know
I must forever die.
JiOX. S. M. 'm. K. H.35g,
Come, weary sinners, come,
Groaning beneath your load ;
The Saviour calls his wanderers home;
Haste to your pardoning God.
2 Come, all by guilt oppressed,
Answer the Saviour's call,
"O conie, and I will give you rest*
And I will save you all."
3 Redeemer, full of love,
Vv'e would thy word obey,
And all thy faithful mercies provo '
O take our guilt away.
4 Wo would on thee rely,
On thee would cast our care ;
Now to thine arms of mercy tiy.
And find salvation there.
CONOR EGA T/ONAL.
282 H.M. M.E.M.331.
Blow ye the trumpet, Mow,
The gladly-solemn somid !
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
3 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made :
Ye weary spirits, rest ;
Ye mournful souls, be glad .
Tlie year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
3 Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb ;
Redemption in his blood
Throughout the world proclaim :
The year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive.
And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live :
The year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
5 Ye who have sold for naught
Your heritage above.
Shall have it l>ack unbought.
The gilt of Jesus' love :
Tbe year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
6 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace :
And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face :
The year of jubilee is come !
Return, ye ransomed sinners, homo.
^So L. M. M.K. H.364.
Come, sinners, to the gospel feast ;
Let every soul bo Jesus' guest :
Ye need not one be left behind,
For God hath bidden all mankind.
2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ;
The invitation is to all :
Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou!
All things in Christ are ready now.
3 Come, all ye souls bv sin oppressed,
Ye restless wanderer after rest;
Yepoor,andmaimed,andhalt,aud blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome find.
4 My message as from God receive ;
Ye all may come to Christ and live :
O let his love your hearts constrain.
Nor suffer him to die in vain.
5 See him set forth before your eyes,
That precious, bleeding sacrifice :
His offered benefits embrace,
And freely now bo saved by grace.
284 L-M. M.K.H.390
Stay, thou insulted Sjiirit, stay,
Tliough I have done thee such despite
Nor cast the sinner quite away,
Nor take thine everlasting flight.
2 Though I have steeled my stubborn
hi 'art.
And shaken off my guilty fears ;
And vexc'l, and urged thee to depart,
For many long, rebellious years :
3 'Xhough I have most unfaithful been,
Of all who e'er thy grace received ;
'Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ;
Ten thousand times thy goodness
grieved :
4 Yet, O, the chief of sinners spare.
In honor of my great High Priest ;
Nor in thy righteous anger swear
To exclude me from thy people's rest.
2oO IIS. M E. H.336.
Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw
near, [thee ;
The waters of life are now flowing for
No price is demanded, the Saviour is
here, [free.
Redemption is I'urchased, salvation is
2 Delay not, ilelay not, why longer abuse
The loveand compassion of Jesus, thy
God? [fuse
A fountain is open, how ranst thou re-
To wash and be cleansed in his par-
doning blood?
3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come.
For Mercy still lingers and calls thee
to-day : [tomb ;
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the
Her message, unheeded, will soon pass
away.
4 Delay not,de]ay not, theSpiritof grace,
Loiig grieved and resisted, may take
his sad flight, [race.
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy
Tosinkinthegloomofeternity'snight.
5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at
hand, [heavens shall fade.
The earth shall dissolve, and the
The dead, small and great, in the judg-
ment shall stand ;
What jiower then, O sinner, will lend
thee its aid ?
327
EMOR Y HYMNAL.
2oO S. M. M. E. H.402.
Ah ! whither should I go,
Buidened, and sick, and faint;
To whom should I my trouble show,
And pour nut my complaint ?
3 My Saviour bids me come ;
Ah ! why do I delay ?
He calls the v/eary sinner home,
And yet from him I stay.
3 What is it keeps me back,
From which I cannot part,
Which will not let the Saviour take
Possession of my heart ?
t Searcher of hearts, in mine
Thy trying power display ;
tnto its darkest corners shine,
And take the veil away.
UOi L- M. M. E. H. 396.
0 FOR a glance of heavenly day,
To take this stubborn heart away,
ind thaw, with b:ams of hive divine,
T'his heart, this frozen heart of mine !
3 The rocks can rend; the earth can
quake ;
The seas can roar; the mountains shake.
Of feeling, all things show some sign,
But this unfeeling heart of mine.
3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
O Lord, an adamant woulil melt :
But I can read each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
4 Thy judgments, too, which devils
fear-
Amazing thought! — unmoved I hear;
Goodness and wrath in vain combine
To stir this stupid heart of mine.
5 But power divine can do the deed ;
And, Lord, that power I greatly need;
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
And melt and chaage this heartof mine.
288 L. M. M.E.H.353.
God calling yet! shall I not hear?
Earth's i^leasiire shall I still hold dear?
Shall life's swift passing years all liy,
And still my soul in slumber lie?
8 God calling yet! shall I not rise?
Can I his loving voice despise.
And basely his kind care repay ?
He calls me still ; can I delay"?
B God calling yet! and shall he knock,
And I my heart the closer lock ?
He still is waiting to receive,
And shall 1 dare his Spirit grieve?
4 God calling yet! and shall I give
No heed, but still in bondage live?
1 wait, but he does not forsake ;
He calls me still ; my heart, awake !
5 God calling yet! I cannot stay ;
My heart I yeild without delay :
Vain world, farewell, from thee I part;
The voice of God hath reached my heart.
289 8,5. M. B. H.376.
In the silent midnight watches,
List, — thy l)osom door !
How it knocketh, knocketh, knocketh,
Knocketh evermore !
Say not 'tis thy pulse is beating :
'Tis thy heart of sin ;
'Tis thy Saviour knocks, and crieth,
Rise, and let me in !
2 Death comes down with reckles foot-
To the hall and hut : [step.
Think you death will stand a-knocking
Where the door is shut ?
Jesus waiteth, waiteth, waiteth ;
But thy door is fast !
Grieved, away thy Saviour goeth :
Death breaks in at last.
3 Then 'tis thine to stand entreating,
Christ to let thee in ;
At tlie gate of heaven beating,
Wailing for thy sin.
Nay, alas ! thou foolish virgin,
Hast thou then forgot ?
Jesus waited long to know thee.
But he knows thee not.
290 S. M. M.B.H.5oa.
O COME, and dwell in me,
Spirit of power within.
And bring the glorious liberty
From sorrow, fear, and sin I
2 The seed of sin's disease
Spirit of health, remove.
S^iirit of finished holiness.
Spirit of perfect love.
3 J lasten the joyful day
Which shall my sins consume ;
When old things shall be done awffT'
And all things new become.
4 I want the witness. Lord,
That all I do is right,
According to thy will and word.
Well pleasing in tliy sight.
5 I ask no higher state ;
Indulge mc but in this.
And soon or later then translate
To my eternal bliss
226
CONG R EGA TIONAL.
291 S.M. M.E.H.401.
And can I yet delay,
My little all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away,
For Jesus to receive?
3 Nay, but I yield, I yield ;
I can hold out no more :
I sink, by dying love compelled,
And own thee conqueror.
3 Though late, I all forsake ;
My friends, my all, resign :
Gracious Reedemer, take, O take.
And seal me ever thine.
4 Come, and poscss me -whole.
Nor hence again remove ;
Settle and fix my wavering soul
With all thy weight of love.
5 My one desire be this,
Thy only love to know ;
To seek and taste no other bliss.
No other good below,
6 My life, ray portion thou ;
Thou all sufficient art :
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now
Enter, and keep my heart.
292 L. M. M.K. H.391.
Show pity. Lord, O Lord, forgive ;
Let a r.'peniing rebel live :
Are not thy mercies large and free ?
May not a sinner trust in thee ?
2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The jiower and glory of thy graee ;
Great God, thy nature hath no bound,
So let thy pardoning love be found.
3 O wash my soul from every sin.
And make my guilty conscience clean :
Here on my heart the burtlen lies.
And past offences pain my eyes,
4 My lips witli shame my sins confess.
Against thy law, against tliy grace ;
Lord, should thy judgmentsgrow severe,
I am condemned, but tliou art clear.
5 Should sudden vengeance seize my
breath,
I must pronounce thee just, in death ;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lo' d.
Whose hope, still liovering round thy
word, [there,
Would light on some sweet promise
Borne sure support against despair.
293 C.r.M. M..!.H.377.
Author of faith, to thee I cry.
To thee, who woudst not have me die,
But know the truth and live :
Open mine eyes to see thy face ;
Woik in my heart the saving grace ;
The life eternal give.
2 Shut up in unbelief, I groan.
And blindly serve a God iniknown,
Till thou the veil remove ;
Tlie gift unspeakable impart,
And write thy name upon my heart.
And manifest thy love.
3 I know tlie work is only thine.
The gift of faith is all divine ;
But, if on thee we call.
Thou wilt that gracious gift bestow.
And cause our hearts to feel and know
That thou hast died for all.
4 Thou bidd'st us knock and enter in.
Come unto thee, and rest from sin.
The blessing seek and find :
Thou bidd' st us ask tliy grace, and have :
Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment
Both me and all mankind. [save
5 Bo it according to thy word ;
N< iw let me find my pardoning Lord ;
Let what I ask be given :
The bar of unbelief remove ;
Open the door of faith and love,
And take me into heaven,
294 L. M. M. E. H.418.
Lord, how secure and blest arc tliey
AVho feel the joys of pardoned sin!
Should storms of wrath shake earth and
sea, [within.
Their minds have heaven and peace
2 Theday glides sweetly o'er theirheads,
Made up of innocence and love ;
And soft and silent as the shades.
Their nightly minutes gently move.
3 Quick as their thoughts their joys
come on,
But tly not half so swift away :
Their souls are ever bright as noon.
And calm as siimmer evenings be.
4 How oft they look to heavenly hills,
Where groves of living pleasure grow ;
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles.
Sit undisturbed upon their brow !
5 They scorn to seek earth'sgoldentoys,
But spend the day, andshare the night.
In numbering o'erthe richer joys [light.
That Heaven prepares for their do.
EMORY HYMNAL.
29o L. M. 61. M. E.H.422.
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Saviour's bloixl?
Died he forme, who caused his pain?
For mc, who him to deatli pursued?
Amazing love ! how can it he
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die forme?
2 'Tis mystery all ! the immortal dies!
Who can explore his strange design?
In vain the first-born seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine ;
Tis mercy all ! let earth adore:
Let angel minds inquire no more.
3 He left bis Father's throne above, —
So free, so infinite his grace ! —
Emptied himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race ;
'Tis mercy all, immense and free.
For, O my God, it found out mc 1
4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay.
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray,
Iwoke, the dungeon flamed with light:
My chains fell olf, my heart was fiec,
1 rose, went forth, and followed thee.
5 No condemnation now I dread,
Jesus, with all in him, is mine ;
Alive in him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ
my own.
296 CM. M.E.H.406.
Father, I stretch my hands to thee ;
No other help I know :
If thou withdraw thyself from me,
Ah ! whither shall I go !
2 What did thino only Son endure,
Before I drew my breath ?
What pain, what labor, to secure
My soul from endless death !
3 O Jesus, coitld I this believe,
I now should feel thy power ;
And all my wants thou wouldst reiiCve,
In this accepted hour.
4 Author of faith ! to thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes :
O let me now receive that gift ;
My soul without it dies.
5 Surely thou canst not let me die ,
O speak, and I shall live ;
And here I will unwearied lie,
Till thou thy Spirit give.
6 How would my fainting soul rejoice
Could I but see thy face !
Now let me hear thy quickening voice,
And taste thy pardoning grace.
297 CM. d. M.K.H.iiay.
Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me I
1 once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to
And grace my fears lelieved ; [fear,
How I recious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed !
2 Through many dangers, toils, and
I have already come ; [snares,
'Tis gracehath brought mesafethusfar.
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures ;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
3 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall
And mortal lil'e shall cease, [fail,
1 shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forebear to shine ;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
JiVO L. M. M.E.H.447.
O KAPPT day that fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my God !
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 O happy bond, that seals my vows
To him who merits all my love !
Let cheerful anthems fill his house.
While to that sacred shrine I move.
3 'Tis done, the great transaction's
done ;
I am my Lord's, and he is mine ;
He drew me, and I followed on.
Charmed to confess the voice divine.
4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ;
Fixed on this blissful center, rest;
Nor ever from thy Lord depart.
With him of every good jjossessed.
5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn
vow.
That vow renewed .shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.
CONOR KG A TTONAT..
299 C.M. M. EH. 513.
Lord, I believe a rest remains
To all thy peo})le known;
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
And thou art loved alone:
2 A rest where all our soul's desire
Is fixed on things above;
Where fear, and sin, and grief, expire,
Cast out by perfect love.
3 0 that I now the rest might know,
Believe, and enter in!
Now, Saviour, now the power bestow.
And let nic cease from sin.
4 Remove this hardness from my heart;
This unbelief remove :
To me the rest of faith impart.
The Sabbath of tliy love.
300 10,11. M.F.. H. 453.
0 WHAT shall 1 do my Saviour to praise.
So faithful and true, so plenteous in
grace.
So strong to deliver, so good to redeem
The weakest believer that hangs upon
him !
2 How happy the man whose lieart is
set free.
The peojile that can be joyful in thee !
Their joy is to walk in the light of thy
face, [grace;
And still they are talking of Jesus'
% For thou art their boast, their glory.
and power,
And I also trust to see the glad hour.
My soul's new creation, a life from the
dead, [head.
The day of salvation that lifts up my
4 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my de-
fense ; [from thence;
1 trust in his word; none plucks me
Since I have found favor, he all things
will do; [anew.
My King and my Saviour shall make me
5 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of
thine own ; [known ;
Thy secret to me shall soon be made
For sorrow and sadness I joy shall re-
ceive, [lieve.
And share in the gladness of all tliat be-
301 L. M. M.E. H.450.
Jksus, my all, to heaven is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon ;
His track I soe, and I'll pursue
The narrow v/ay, till him I view.
2 The way the holy prophets went.
The road that leads from banishment.
The King's highway of holiness,
I'll go, for all his paths are peace.
3 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourned because I found it not;
My grief a burden long has been.
Because I was not saved from sin.
4 Tlie more I strove against its power,
1 felt its weight and guilt the more ;
Till late I heard my Saviour say,
"Come hither, soul, I am the way."
5 Lo!gladIcome;and thou, blest Larah,
Shalt take nio to thee, as I am ;
Nothing but sin have I to give ;
Nothing but love shall I receive.
6 Then will I tell to sinners round,
Wliat a dear Saviour I have found ;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, "behold tlic way to God."
302 8,7. d. M. n. H.491.
LovE divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down '
Fix in us thy humble dwelling;
All thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus, thou art all compassion, *
Pure, unbounded love thou art ;
Visit us with thy salvation ;
Enter every trembling heart.
2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit
Into every troubled breast !
Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find that second rest.
Take away our bent to sinning ;
Alplia and Omega be ;
End of faith, as its begining.
Set our hearts at liberty.
3 Come, almighty to deliver.
Let us all thy life receive ;
Suddenly return,* and never.
Nevermore tliy temples leave :
Thee we would be always blessing,
Sei"ve thee as thy hosts above.
Pray, and praise thee without ceasf
Glory in thy perfect love.
4 Finish then thy new creation ;
Pure and spotless let us lie ;
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee :
Changed from glory into glory.
Till in heaven we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and pralae.
EMORY HYMNAL.
303 7.6,8. M. E. H.456.
Vain, delusive world, adieu,
With all of creature good !
Only Jesus I pursue.
Who bought me with his blood :
All thy pleasures I forego ;
I trample on thy wealth and pride ;
Only Jesus will I "know,
And Jesus crucified.
2 Other knowledge I disdain ;
'Tis all but vanity :
Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain,
He tasted death for me.
Me to save from endless woe
The sin-atoning Victim died :
Only Jesus wiil I know,
And Jesus crucified.
8 Here will I set up my rest ;
My fluctuating heart
From the haven of his breast
Shall never more depart :
Whither should a sinner go '?
His wounds for me stand open wide;
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified.
4 Him to know is life and peace.
And pleasure without end ;
This is all my happiness,
On Jesus to depend ;
Daily in his grace to grow.
And ever in his faith abide ;
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified.
304 8.7,4. M.E.n.340.
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
. Weak and wounded, sick and sore ;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power :
He is able,
He is willing ; doubt no more.
2 Now, ye needy, conle and welcome ;
God's free bounty glorify ;
True belief and true repentance.
Every grace that brings you nigh.
Without money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.
8 Let not conscience make you linger.
Nor of fitness fondly dream ;
All the fitness he roquireth
Is to feel your need of him :
This he gives you :
'Tis the Spirit's glimmering y)oam.
4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden.
Bruised and mangled by the fall ;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all ;
Not the righteous, —
Sinners Jesus came to call.
5 Agonizing in the garden.
Your Redeemer prostrate lies ;
On the bloody tree behold him !
Hear him cry, before he dies,
"It is finished!"
Sinners, will not this suffice ?
305 CM. M.B.H.ee*.
Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
No, there's a cross for every one.
And there's a cross for me.
2 How happy are the saints above.
Who once went sorrowing here !
But now they taste unmingled love,
And joy without a tear.
3 The consecrated cross I'll bear,
Till death shall Set me free.
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there's a crown for me.
306 H.M. M.S.H.438.
Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears ;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears :
Before the throne my Surety standa,
My name is written on his hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede ;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead ;
His blood atoned for all our race.
And sprinkles now the throne of graces
3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary ;
They pour eftectual prayers,
They strongly plead for me :
"Forgive him, O forgive," they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die."
4 The Father hears hijn pray,
His dear anointed One :
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son :
His Spirit answers to the blood.
And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled ;
His pardoning voice I hear :
He owns me for his child ;
I can no longer fear :
With confidence I now draw nigh.
And, "Father, Abba, Father," cry.
CONGREGA TIONAL.
S\) i L. M. M.K. H.461.
1 THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God,
To wash me in thy ch^ansinfT blood;
To dwell within thy wounds; then pain
Is sweet, and li fe or death is gain.
2 Take my poor heart, and let it be
Forever closed to all but thee;
Seal thou my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love forever there.
3 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side !
Who thence their life and strength de-
rive,
And by thee move, and in theo live.
4 What aroourworks butsin and death.
Till thou thy qiiickening Spirit breathe?
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to
move ;
O wondrous grace ! O boundless love !
5 How can it be, thou heavenly King,
That thou shouldst us 1 o glory bring ?
Make slaves the partners of thy throne.
Decked with a never-fading crown I
G Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'er-
flow,
Our words are lost, nor will we know,
Nor will v/e think of aught beside,
"My Lord, my Love is crucified."
308 H.M. M. n. H.493.
Ye ransomed sinners, hear.
The prisoners of the Lord ;
And wait till Christ appear.
According to his word :
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me,
"We shall from all our sins be free.
2 In God we put our trust ;
If we our sins confess.
Faithful is he and just.
From all unrighteousness
To cleanse us all, both you and mo :
We shall from all our sins be free.
3 Who Jesus' sufferings share.
My fellow-prisonei s now,
Ye soon the crown shall wear
On your triumphant brow :
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me.
We shall from all our sins be free.
4 The word of God is sure,
And never can remove ;
We shall in heart be pure,
And perfected in love;
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me.
We shall from all our sins be frea.
• 5 Then let us gladly bring
Our sacrifice of praise :
Let us give thanks and sing,
And glory in his grace :
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me.
We shall from all our sins be free.
309 CM. M.E.H.593
Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb,
And shall I fear to own his cause.
Or blush to speak his name?
2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize"
And sailed through bloody seas ?
3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the Hood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace.
To help me on to God?
4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage. Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die:
They see the triumph from afar.
By faith they bring it nigh.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies.
Tlie glory shall be thine.
310 L.M. M.n.H.460,
Lord, I am thine, entirely thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine ;
With full consent thine I would be.
And own thy sovereign right in me.
2 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the childien of thy grace ;
A wretched sinner, lost to God,
But ransomed by Immanuel's blood
3 Thine would I I've, thine would I die.
Be thine through all eternity ;
The vow is past beyond repeal.
And now I set the solemn seal.
4 Here, at that cross where flows the
blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,
Thee my new Master now I call,
And consecrate to thee my all.
5 Do thou assist a feeble worm
The great engagement to ]>erform ;
Thy grace can full assistance lend,
And on that grace I dare depend.
EAfO/? V HYMNAL.
311 L. M, M E.n.495.
0 THAT my lond of sin were gone!
O that I could at last submit
At Jesus' feet to lay it down —
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet!
3 Rest for my soul I long to find :
Saviour of all, if mine thou art,
Give me thy meek and lowly mind.
And stamp thine image on my heart.
3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free;
1 cannot rest till pure within,
Till I am wholly lost in thee.
4 Fain would I learn of thee,jmy God,
Thy light and easy liurden prove,
The cross all stained with hallowed
The labor of thy dying love, [blood
5 I woidd, but thou must give the
power ;
My heart from every sin release ;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with thy perfect peace.
312 CM. M EH, 667.
O FOK a faith that will not shrink.
Though prcsse<l by every loe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe !
2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain.
Will lean upon its God :
8 A faith that shines more bright and
When tempests rage without ; [ clear
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness I'eels no doubt ;
4 That bears unmoved the world's
dread frown,
. Nor heeds its scornful smile ;
That seas of trouble cannot drown,
Nor Satan's arts beguile ;
5 A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life's last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heavenly ray
Illumes a dying bed.
6 Lord, give us such a faith as this.
And then, whate'er may come,
We'll taste,e'en here, the hallo\v od bliss
Of an eternal home.
313 C. M. M. EH. 518.
Jksus, thine all-victorious love
Shed in my heart abroad :
Then shall my feet no longer rove.
Booted and fixed in God.
2 O that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow.
Bum up tiie dross of base desii-o,
And make the mountains flow 1
3 O that it now from heaven might fail.
And all my sins consume !
Come, -Holy Ghost, for thee I oall ;
Si)irit of burning, come!
4 Refining fire, go through my heart;
Illuminate my soul;
Scatter thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.
5 My steadfast soul, from falling free.
Shall then no longer move,
While Chi-ist is all the world tome,
And all my heart is love.
314 C. M. M H.H.533.
Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to thy bleeding side;
This all my hope, and all my plea,
"Forme the Saviour died."
3 My dying Saviour and my God,
Foxmtain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood,
And cleanse and keep me clean.
3 Wash me and make me thus thine
Wash me, and mine thou art; [own;
Wash me but not my feet alone,
My hands, my head, my heart.
4 The atonement of thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
315 CM. MK.H5M.
O FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free !
A heart that always feels thy bloo;l,
So freely spilt for me !
2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek.
My great Redeemer's throne ;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.
3 O for a lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean,
Whicli neither life nor death can part
From him that dwells within !
4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine ;
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy. Lord, of thine.
5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above ;
Write thy new name upon my hearty
Thy new, best name of Love.
CONGREGA TIONAL.
316 C.P.M. M.E.H.540.
0 LOVE divine, how sweet thou art!
"When shall I find my willing heart
All taken up by thee?
1 thirst, I faint, I die to i^rove
The great niss of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me.
2 Stronger his love than death or hell;
Its riches are unsearchable;
The first-boni sons of light
Desire in vain its depths to soe;
They cannot reach tlie mystery.
The lengtli, the breadtli", the height.
8 God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed al>road
In this poor, stony heart !
For love I sigli, for love I pine;
This only porfon, Lord, be mine;
Be mine this better pait.
4 O that I could forever sit
With Mary at the Master's feet!
Be this my happy choice;
My only care, delight, and bliss,
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice.
5 O that I could, with favored John,
Recline my weary head upon
The dear Redeemer's breast !
From care and sin and soirow free,
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee
My everlasting rest.
317 S. M. M.E. H.574.
A CHARO E to keep I have,
A God to glorify ;
A never-dying soul to save.
And fit it for the sky.
To serve the present age.
My calling to fulfill,
O may it all my powers engage,
To do my Master's will.
2 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live ;
And oil, thy servant. Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely.
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
olo CM. M.E. H. 594.
Awake, ray soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on ;
A heiivenly race demands thy zeal.
And an immortal crown.
2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey ;
Forget the steps already trod.
And onward urge thy way.
3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high ;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye : —
4 That prize, with peerless gloria?
Which shall new luster boast, [bright,
When victors' wreaths and monarchs'
Shall blend in common dust, [gems
5 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee,
Have I my race begun ;
And, crowned with victory, at thy feet
I'll lay my honors down.
319 C.P.M. M. E. H.571.
Be it my only wi.sdom here.
To serve the Lord with filial fear.
With loving gratitude :
Suiserior sense may I display,
By shvinning every evil way.
And walking in the good.
2 O may I still from sin depart ;
A wise and understanding heart,
Jesus, to me be given :
And let me throui;li thy Spirit know
To glorify my God below.
And find my way to heaven.
320 7.6,5. M.E. H. 565.
Work, for the night is coming.
Work through the morning houra ;
Work while the dew is sparkling.
Work 'mid springing flowers ;
Work when the day grows brighter.
Work in the glowing sun ;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man's work is done.
2 Work, for the night is coming,
Work through tlie sunny noon ;
Fill brightest liours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store :
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works Jio more.
3 Work, for the night is coming.
Under tho sunset skies ;
While their bright tints arc glowing,
Work, for daylight dies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more ;
Work while tho night is darkening.
When man's work is o'er.
235
EMOI?Y HYMNAL.
321 C M. M.E.H.sge.
O IT ig hard to work for God,
To rise and take his part
Upon this battle-field of earth,
And not sometimes lose heart !
2 He hides himself so wondrously,
As though there were no God ;
He is least seen when all the powers
Of ill are most abroad ;
3 Or he deserts ns in the hour
The fight is all but lost ;
And seems to leave us to ourselves
Just when we need him most.
4 It is not so, but so it looks ;
And we lose courage then ; [kept
And doubts will come if God hath
His promises to men.
5 But right is right, since God is God ;
And right tlie day must win ;
To doul)t would be disloyalty,
To falter would be sin !
S,'2i2t 11,10. M.E. 11.651.
CoMR unto me, when shadows darkly
gather, [tressed,
Wlicn the sad heart is weaiy and dis-
Sceking for comfort from your heaven-
ly Father, [rest.
Come unto me, and I will give you
2 Large are the mansions in thy Fa-
ther's dwelling, [er dim ;
Glad are tlie homes that sorrows nev-
Sweet are the harps in holy music
swelling, [heavenly hymn.
Soft are the tones which raise the
3 There, like an Eden blossoming in
gladni'ss, [rudely pressed ;
Bloom the fair flowers the earth too
Come unto me, all ye who droop in
sadness, [rest.
Come unto me, and I will give you
323 L-M. M.E.H.602.
It may not be our lot to wield
The sickle iu the ripened field ;
Nor ours to hear, on summer eves.
The reaper's song among the sheaves.
2 Yet where our duty's task is wrought
In unis'in with God's great thought.
The UL-ar and future blend in one,
And whatsoe'er is willed, is done.
3 And ours the g^rateful service whence
Comes, day l)y day, the recompense ;
The hopt', the trust, the purpose stayed,
The fountain, and the noonday shade.
4 And were this life the utmost span,
The only end and aim of m:in.
Better the toil of fi. Ids like these
Than waking dream and slothful ease.
5 But life,though falling like our grain,
Like that revives and springs again ;
And, early called, how blest are.thoy
Who wait in heaven, their harvest day !
324 L. M. M.E. H.605.
My gracious Lord, I own thy right
To every service I can pay,
And call it my supreme delight
To hear thy dictates, and obey,
2 What is my being but fot thee.
Its sure support, its noblest end?
'Tis my delight thy face to see,
And serve the cause of such a Friend
3 I would not sigh for worldly joy,
Or to increase my worldly good ;
Nor future days nor powers employ
To spread a sounding name abroad.
4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live,
To him who lor my ransom died ;
Nor could all worldly honor give
Such bliss as crowns me at his side.
5 His work my hoary age shall bless,
When youthful vigor is no more ;
And my last hour of life confess
His dying love, his saving power.
325 C.P.M. M.H.H.542.
0 GLORIOUS hopo of perfect love I
It lifts me up to things above ;
It bears on eagles' wings ;
It gives my ravished soul a taste,
And makes me for some moments feast
With Jesus' priests and kings.
2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope,
1 stand, and from the mountain top
See all the land below :
Rivers of milk and honey rise.
And all the fruits of Paradise
In endless plenty grow.
3 A land of com, and wine, and oil,
Favored with God's peculiar smile,
With every blessing blest ; ( ness.
There dwells the Lord, our Righteous-
And keeps his own in perfect peace.
And everlasting rest.
4 O that I might at once go up ;
No more on this side Jordan stop,
But now tile land possess ;
This moment end my legal years.
Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,
A howling wilderness 1
CONOR EGA T/ONAL.
326 L.M.d. M.E. h688.
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of
prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids mo, at my Father's throne,
Make all my wants and wishes known !
In seasons of distress and j^rief
My soul has offen found relief.
And oft escaped the tempter's snaro.
By tliy return, sweet hour of prayer.
2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of
prayer.
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To him, whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless :
And since he bids me seek his face.
Believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my every care.
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of
prayer.
May I t' y consolation share.
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lol'ty height,
1 view my liome, and take my iliglit :
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise.
To seize the everlasting prize ;
And shout, while passing through the
air, [l^rayer !
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of
3^7 IIS. M.E H.67g.
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the
Lord, [word !
Is laid for your faith in bis excellent
What more can he say, than to you he
hath sad, [fled?
To you who for refuge to Jesus have
2 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not
dismayed, [aid ;
For I am thy God, I will still give thee
I'll strength! n thee, help thee, and
cause thee to stand, [hand.
Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent
3 "When through the deep wateis I
call thee to go, [How ;
The rivers of sorrow shall not over-
For T will be with thee thy trials to
bless, [tress.
And sanctify to thee thy deepest dis-
4 "When through fiery trials tliy path-
way shall lie, [supply,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy
The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only
design [to refine.
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold
5 "E'en down to old age all my people
shall prove [love ;
My sovereign, eternal, imchangeable
And when hoary hairs shall their tom-
p'es adorn, [be borne.
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom
6 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned
for repose,
I will not, I will not dasert to his foes ;
That soul, though all hell should en-
deavor to shake,
I'll nes er, no never, no never forsake I"
328 6s. M. E. H.655,
TirY way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be !
Lead me by thine own hand ;
Choose out the path for mo
I dare not choose my lot ;
I would not if I might ;
Choose thou for me, my God,
So shall I walk aright.
3 The kingdom that I seek
Is tliine ; so let the way
Tliat leads to it be thine,
Else I must surely stray.
Take thou my cuj), and it
With joy or sorrow fill.
As best to thee may seem ;
Choose thou my good and ill.
3 Choose thou for me my friends.
My sickness or my health ;
Choose thou my cares for mo,
My poverty or wealth.
Not mine, not mine the choice,
In things or great or small ;
Be thou my guide, my strength,
My wisdom, and my all.
329 CM. M.E.H.6»
When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skits,
I bid farewell to every fear.
And wipe my weeping eyes.
3 Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery dai-ts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage.
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
Let storms of sorrow fall.
So I but safely reach my home.
My God, my heaven, my all.
4 There I shall bathe my weary 'soul
In seas of heavenly rest.
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast
237
EMORY HYMNAL.
330 10,4,10. M.E. H.682.
LEADjkindly Light,amid the encircling
L(. ad thou me on ! [gloom,
The night is dark, and I am far from
Lead thou mc on ! [liome ;
Keep thou my feet ; I do not ask to see
The distant scene ; one step enough for
me.
3 I was not ever thus, ncr prayed that
Shouldst lead me on ; [thou
I loved to choose and see my path ; but
Lead thou me on ! [now
1 loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not
past years !
3 So long thy power hath blest me,
"W ill lead me on [sure it still
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and tor-
The night is gone, [rent, till
And with the mom those angel faces
smile [awhile!
Which I have loved long since, and lost
331 L.M. M.E H.622.
He Icadeth me ! O blessed thought !
Owoi dswith heavenly comfort fraught:
Whate't r I do, where'er I be.
Still 'lis God's hand that leadeth me.
Oho. — He leadeth me, he Icadeth me.
By his own hand he leadeth me;
His faithful follower I would be,
For by his hand he leadeth me.
2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest
gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bluom.
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, —
Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me !
8 Lord,Iwouldclaspthyhand in mine.
Nor ever murmur nor repine,
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me !
4 And when my task on earth is done,
When, by thy grace, the victory's won.
E'en death's cold wave I will not tiee.
Since God tlirougli Jordan leadeth me.
33:
C. M.
M. E. H. 700.
Jesus, the very thought of thee
With sweetness fills the breast ;
But sweeter far thy face to see.
And in thy presence rest.
2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sc)und than Jesus' name,
The Saviour of mankind.
3 O Hope of every contrite heart,
O, Toy of all the meek,
To those who ask, how kind 1hou arti
How good, to those who seek !
4 But what to those who find? Ah, this
Nor tongue nor jien can show :
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but his loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be thou,
As thou our pri/.e wilt be ;
In tiiee be all our glory now,
And through eternity.
333 S.M. M.E.H.636.
If, on a quiet sea,.
Toward heaven we calmly sail.
With grateful hearts, O God, to thee,
We'll own the favoring gale.
2 But, should the surges rise,
And rest delay to come.
Blest be the tempest, kind the storm,
Which drives us nearer home.
3 Soon shall our doubts and fears
All yield to thy control ;
Thy tender mercies shall illume
The midnight of the soul.
4 Teach us, in every state,
To make thy will our own ;
And when the joys of sense depart,
To live by faith alone.
334 6s. M. E.H.654.
My Jesus, as thou wilt :
0 may thy will be mine ;
Into thy hand of love
1 would my all resign.
Through sorrow or through joy,
Conduct nie as thine own.
And help mo still to say,
"My Lord, thy will be done."
2 My Jesus, as thou wilt :
Though si en through many a tear.
Let not my star of hope
Grow dim or disappear.
Since thou on eai th hast wept
And sorrowed oft alone,
If I must weep with tliee,
My Lord, thy will bo done.
3 My Jesus, as thou wilt :
All shall he well for me ;
Each changing future scene
I gladly trust with thee.
Straight to my home above,
I tiavel calmly on,
And sing in life or death,
"My Lord, thy will be done."
CONGREGA TIONAL.
335 CM. M.E.H.611.
O THOU who driest the mourner's tear,
How dark this world would be,
If, when deceived and wounded here,
We could not fly to thee !
2 The friends who in our sunshine live,
When winter comes arc flown ;
And he who has but tears to give,
Must weep those tears alone.
3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart,
Which, like the plants that throw
Their fragrance from the wounded part,
Breathes sweetness out of woe.
4 O.whocouldbearlife's stormy doom.
Did not thy wing of love [gloom,
Come brightly wafting through the
Our peaoe-branch from above ?
5 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows
Withmore than rapture's ray; [bright
As darkness shows us worlds of light
We never saw by day.
336 8,7,4- M.F.. H.646.
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us
Through this gloomy vale of tears ;
And, O Lord, in mercy give us
Thy rich grace in all our fears.
O refresh us,
Traveling through this wilderness.
2 When temptation's darts assail us,
When in devious paths Ave stray.
Let thy goodness never fail us,
Lead us in thy perfect way.
3 In the hour of pain and anguish.
In the hour when death draws near.
Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Suffc r not our souls to fear.
4 When this mortal life is ended,
Bid us in thine arms to rest.
Till, by ail gel-bands attended,
We awake among the blest.
337 c.M. M.E. H.704.
My God, the spring of all iny joys.
The life of my delight,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights !
2 In darkest shades, if thou appear,
My dawning is begun ; [star,
Thou art my soul's bright morning
And thou my rising sun.
8 The opening heavens around me
With beams of sacred bliss, [shine
If Jesus shows his mercy mine,
And whispers I am his.
4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
Run up with joy the shining way,
To see and praise my Lord.
5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I'd break through every foe ;
The wings of love and arms of faith
Would bear me conqueror through.
odt^J S.M. M K. H.673.
Give to the winds thy fears ;
Hope, and be undismayed; [tears;
God hears tliy sighs and counts thy
God shall lift up thy head.
3 Through waves, and clouds, and
lie gently clears thy way ; [storms.
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
3 Still heavy is thy heart?
Still sink thy spirits down ?
Cast off thq, weight, let fear depart.
And every care be gone.
4 What though thou rulest not ?
Yet heaven, and earth, and hell
Proclaim, "God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well."
5 Leave to his sovereign sway
To choose and to command : [way.
So shalt thou, wondering, own his
How wise, how strong his hand !
6 Far, far above thy thought
His counsel shall appear.
When fully he tlie work hath wrought
That caused thy needless fear.
339 8,7,4. M.F,.H.768.
ZiON stands with hills surrounded,
Zion, kept by power divine :
All her foes shall be confounded.
Though the world in arms combine :
Happy Zion,
What a favored lot is thine !
2 Every human tie may perish ;
Friend to, friend unfaithful prove ;
Mothers cease their own to cherish ;
Heaven and earth at last remove ;
But no changes
Can attend Jehovah's love.
3 In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thencotobringtheeforthmorebright,
But can never cease to love thee ;
Thou art precious in his sight :
God is with thee,
God, thine everlasting light
EMORY HYMNAL.
340 CM. M. EH. 707.
There "Is an eye that never sleeps
Benestli the wing of night;
There !• an ear that never shu'^s,
When, sink the beams of light.
2 There is an arm that never tires,
When human strength gives v?ay ;
There is a love that never fails,
When earthly loves decay.
3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ;
That arm ujiholds the sky ;
That ear is filled with angel songs ;
That love is throned on hi.^h,
4 But there's a power which man can
When mortal aid is vain, [wield,
That eye, that arm, that love to reach.
That listening ear to gain.
5 That power is prayer which soars on
Through Jesus, to the throne, [high.
And moves the hand which moves the
To bring salvation dawn. [world,
34:1 CM. M. E. H.710.
Prayku is the soul's sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed ;
The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.
3 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear.
The iipward glancing of an eye.
When none but God is near.
3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try ;
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways ;
While angels in tl eir songs rejoice,
And cry, "Behold, he prays !"
5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The C'hristian's native air,
Ilis watcliword at the gates of death ;
He enters heaven with prayer.
(5 O thou, by whom wo come to Go.l,
The Life, the Truth, the Way ;
The path of prayer thyself hast trod :
Lord, teach us how to pray !
3-42 L. M. 61. M.E. H.737.
Come, O thou Traveler unknown,
Whom still I hold but cannot see ;
My company before is gone,
And 1 am left alone with thee :
With thee all night I mean to stay.
And wrestle till the break of day.
3 I need not tell thee who I am,
My sin and misery declare ;
Thyself hast called me by my name,
Look on thy hands, and read it there.
But who, I ask thee, who art thou ?
Tell me thy name, and tell me now.
3 In vain thou strugglest to get free,
1 never will unloose my hold :
Art thou the Man that died for me ?
The secret of thy love unfold :
W) estling, I will not let thee go.
Till I thy name, thy nature know.
4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal
Thy new, unutterable name ?
Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ;
To know it now resolved I am :
Wrestling, I will not let thee go.
Till I thy name, thy nature know.
5 What though my shrinking flesb
complain.
And murmur to contend so long ?
I rise superior to my pain ;
When I am weak, then I am strong •
And when my all of strength shall fail,
I shall with the God-man prevail.
343 6.4- M. B. H.76a.
My faith looks up to thee.
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine :
Now hear me whilo I pray,
Take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day
Be wholly thine.
2 May thy rich grace impart
Strength to my aching heart,
My zeal inspire ;
As thou hast died for me,
O may my love to thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,—
A living fire.
3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be thou my guide ;
Bid darkness turn to day.
Wipe sorrow's tears away.
Nor let me ever stray
From thee aside.
4 When ends life's transient dream.
When death's cold, sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll ;
Blest Saviour, then, in love.
Fear and distrust remove ;
O bear me safe above, —
A ransomed soul.
CONGREGA TIOWA>L.
34:4: CM. M. EH. 712.
Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal,
While here o'er earth we ruve ;
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel
The kindling of thy love.
2 With thee conversing, we forget
All time, and toil, and care ;
Lnhor is rest, and pain is sweet,
If thou, my God, art here.
8 Here, then, my God, vouchsafe to stay.
And bid my heart rejoice ;
My bounding lieart shall own thy
And echo to thy voice. [sway,
4 Thou callest me to seek thy face, —
'Tis all I wish to seek ;
To attend the whispers of thy grace,
And hear thee inly speak.
5 Let this my every hour employ
Till I thy glory see ;
Enter into my Master's joy,
And find my heaven in thee.
345 7^- M. E. H.720.
Children of the heavenly King,
As we journey let us sing ;
Sing our Saviour's worthy i^raise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 We are traveling home to God,
In t^ie way our father's trod ;
They are happy now, and wo
Soon their happiness shall see.
8 O ye banished seed, be glad ;
Clirist our Advocate is made :
Us to save our llesh assumes,
Brother to our souls becomes.
4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light ;
Zion's city is in si!.;lit ;
There our endless home shall be,
There our Lord we soon shall see.
5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the borders of our land ;
Jesus Christ, our Father's Sou,
Bids us undismayed go on.
6 Lord, obediently we'll go,
Gladly leaving all below :
Only thou our Leader be.
And we still will follow thee.
346 s. M. M. E. H.751.
My God, my Life, my Love,
To thee, to thee I call ;
I cannot live if thou remove.
For thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell ;
Etftary Uymnal-Q 2
'Tis paradise when thou art here \
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3 The smilings of thy face.
How amiable they arc !
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace.
And nowhere else but there.
4 Not all the harps above
Can make a heavenly place.
If God his residence remove.
Or but conceal his face.
5 Thou art the soa of love.
Where all my pleasures roll :
The circle where my jiassiona move^
And center of my soul.
347 S.M. M. K.H.77X.
O Loi?D, thy work revive.
In Zion's gloomy hour.
And let our dying graces live
By thy restoring power.
2 O let thy chosen few
Awake to tamest prayer ;
Their covenant again renew.
And walk in filial fear.
3 Thy Spirit then will speak
Through lips of humble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break.
Till rebels shall obey.
4 Now lend thy gracious ear ;
Now li; ten to our cry :
O come, and bring^ salvation near;
Our souls on thee rely.
348 6,4,6. M.E. H.ya^
More love to tliee, O Christ,
More love to thee !
Hear thou the prayer I make.
On bended knee ;
This is my earnest plea,
More love, O Christ, to thee,
More love to thee !
2 Once earthly joy I craved.
Sought peace and rest ;
Now thee alone I seek.
Give what is best :
This all my prayer shall be.
More love, O Christ, to thea,
More love to thee !
3 Then shall my latest breath
Whisper thy praise ;
This be the parting cry
My heart shall raise.
This still its prayer shall be.
More love, O Christ, to thee,
More love to thee 1
RMORY HYMNAL.
349 S. M. M. E H. 770.
1 LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of thine abode,
The Chiirch our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood.
2 I love thy Church, O God !
ITer walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fiill,
For her my prayers ascend ;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
4 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
5 Sure as thy truth shall last.
To Zion shall be givrn
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
350 c. M. M.E.H.784.
Try us, O God, and search the ground
Of every sinful heart ;
Whate'er of sin in us is found,
O bid it all depart.
2 If to the right or left we stray.
Leave us not comfortless ;
But guide our feet into the way
Of everlasting peace.
3 Help us to help each other. Lord,
Each other's cross to bear ;
Let each his friendly aid afford.
And feel his brotlier's cure.
4 Help us to build each other up,
Our little stock improve ;
Increase our faith, confirm our hope,
And perfect us in love.
5 Up into thee, our living Head,
Let us in all things grow,
Till thou hast made us free indeed,
And spotless here below.
6 Then, when the mighty work is
Receive thy ready liride : [wrought,
Give us in heaven a hapjiy lot
With all the sanctified.
351 8,7,4, or 8,7. d. M.E, H.733.
O THOU God of my salvation.
My Redeemer from all .«in ;
Moved by tliy divine compnssion.
Who liast died my heart to win,
I will ])raise thee ;
Where shall I thy praise begin 1*
2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour ;
He hath brought salvation near ;
Manifests his pardoning favor ;
And when Jesus dotli appear.
Soul and body
Shall his glorious imago bear.
3 While the angel choirs are crying,
"Gk)ry to the great I AM,"
1 with them will still be vying —
Glory! glory to the Lamb !
O how precious
Is the sound of Jesus' name I
4 Angels now are hovering round u8,
Unperceived amid the t' rong ;
Wondering at the love that crowned
Glad to join the holy song : [us,
.Hallelujah,
Love and praise to Christ belong I
S02l 6,4,6. M.E. H. 724.
Nearer, my God, to thee 1
Nearer to thee.
E'en though it lie a cross
That raiseth me ;
Still all my song shall bo.
Nearer, my God, to thee.
Nearer to thee !
2 Though like the wanderer.
The sun gone down,
Darkness bo over me,
My rest a stone,
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee !
3 There let the way appear,
Stejis unto heaven ;
All that thou sendest me,
In mercy given ; ,
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to thee.
Nearer to thee !
4 Then, with my waking thoughts
Bright with thy praise.
Out of my stony griefs
Bethel I'll raise ;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee !
5 Or if, on joyfiil wing
Cleaving tlie sky.
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upward I fly.
Still all my song shall be.
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee 1
243
CONOR EGA TIONAL.
353 C. M. M.E.H.823.
Jesus ! tlio name high over all,
In hell, or earth, or sky ;
Angels and men before it fall,
And devils fear and fly.
2 Jesus I the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinnars given ;
It scatters all their guilty fear ;
It turns their hell to heaven.
3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks,
And bruises Satan's head ;
Power into strengthless souls he
And life into the dead. [speaks,
4 O that the world might taste and see
The riches of liis grace !
The arms of love that compass me
Would all mankind embrace
5 His only righteousness I show,
His saving truth proclaim :
'Tis all my business liere below.
To cry, "Beliold the Lamb!"
6 Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp his name ;
Preach him to all, and cjy in death,
'•Behold, behold the Lamb!"
354 7,6. M.K. H754.
I liAY my sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God ;
He bears them all, and frees us
from the accursed load :
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White in his blood most precious,
Till not a stain remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus ;
All fullness dwells in him ;
He healeth my diseases.
He dotli jny soul redeem :
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares ;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows sliares.
8 I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine ;
His right hand me embraces,
I on his breast recline ;
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ;
Like fragrance on the breezes.
His name abroad is poured.
4 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild ;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child :
I long to be with Jesus
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints his praises,
And learn the angels' song.
355 C.P.M. M.B.H.743.
O coxTi.D I speak the matchless worth,
0 could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Saviour shine,
T ■ d soar and touch the heavenl y strings ,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings
In notes almost divine.
2 I'd sing the precious blood he si)ilt,
My ransom from tlie dreadful guilt
Of sin, and wrath divine ;
I'd sing his glorious righteousness.
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress
My soul shall ever shine.
3 I'd sing the characters he bears,
And all tiie forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne ;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
1 would to everlasting days
Make all his glories known.
4 Well, the delightful day will come
When mydcar Lord will bring me home,
And I shall see his face ;
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend,
Triumphant in his grace.
356 8,7. d. M.E.U.726.
Come, thou Fount of every blessing.
Tune my heart to sing thy grace ;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet.
Sung by llamiiig tongues above ;
Praise tlie mount— I'm fixed upon it-
Mount of thy redeeming love !
2 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer ;
Hither by thy help I'm come ;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God ;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Intei-posed his precious blood.
3 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be 1
Let thy goodness, like 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, O take and seal it ;
Seal it for thy courts above.
343
EMORY HYMNAL.
357 S. M. M E. H. 797.
Blest be the tic that binds
Our hearts in Christian love ;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent prayers ;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cai-es.
8 "We share our mutual woes,
( )ur mutvial burdens bear ;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4 When we asunder part-,
It gives us inwiird pain ;
But we shall still be joined in heait,
And hope to meet again.
5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way ;
While each in expectation lives.
And longs to t-ee the day
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin we shall be free ;
And perfect love and friendshii) reign
Through all eternity.
358 8s. M. E. H.747.
How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see ! [ilowers,
Sweet pi ospects, sweet birds, and sweet
Have all lost their sweetness to me;
The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay;
But when I am happy in him,
December's as pleasant as May.
2 His name yields the richest perfume.
And sweeter than music his voice ;
His ])rcsence dispei ses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice ;
I should, were he always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear ;
No mortal so happy as I,
My summer would la^t all the year.
3 Content with beholding his face.
My all to his pleasure resigned.
No changes of season or place
Would make any change in my mind:
While blest with a sense of his love,
A palace a toy would appear ;
And prisons would palaces prove.
If Jesus would dwell with me there.
4 My Lord, if indeed I am thine,
If thou art my sun and my song.
Say, w hy do I languish and pine ?
And why are my winters so long ?
S44
O drive these dark clouds from my sky,
Thy soul-cheering presence restore •
Or take me to thee up on high.
Where winter and clouds are no more.
359 C.P.M. M.E.H 657.
Come on, my partners in distress.
My comrades through the wilderness,
Who still your bodic s feel ;
Awhile forget your griefs and fears.
And look beyond this vale of tears,
To that celestial hill.
2 Beyond the bounds of time and space.
Look forward to that heavenly place,
The saints' secure abode ;
On faith's strong eagle pinions rise,
And force your passage t o the skies.
And scale the mount of God.
3 Who suffer with our Master here.
We shall before his face appear
And by his side sit down ;
To patient faith the prize is sure.
And all that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.
4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope I
It lifts the fainting spirits up,
It brings to life the dead :
Our conflicts here shall soon be past.
And you and I ascend at last.
Triumphant with our Head.
5 That great mysterious Deity
We soon with open face shall see ;
The beatific sight \ i)raise,
Shall fill the heavenly courts with
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.
ot)U L. M. M. E. H. gig.
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run ;
His kingdom spread from shore to
shore, [more.
Till moons shall wax and wane no
2 From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet ;
While western empires own their Lord,
And savage tribes attend his word.
3 To him shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown his head ;
His name like sweet periume shall ri.se
With every morning sacrifice.
4 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song.
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on hiiffname.
CONOR EG A TIONAL.
361 7s. d. M.E.H.935.
Watchman, tell us of the night,
What its signs of promise are.
Traveler, o'er yon mountam's height
See that glory-beaming star !
Watchman, does its beauteous ray
Aught of hope or joy foretell ?
Traveler, yes ; it br-ings the day,
Promised day of Israel.
2 Watchman, tell us of the night ;
Higher yet that star ascends.
Traveler, blessedness and light.
Peace and truth , its course portends I
Watchman, will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Traveler, ages are its own,
See, it bursts o'er all the earth !
3 Watchman, tell us of the night.
For the morning seems to dawn.
Traveler, darkness takes its flight ;
Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
Watchman, let thy wandering cease ;
Hie thee to thy quiet home !
Traveler, lo ! the Prince of Peace,
Lo I the Son of God is come I
3d!2 7.6- M.K. H.930.
From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand ;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand ;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain,
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ;
Though every prospect pleases.
And only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strewn ;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high.
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny ?
Salvation ! O salvation !
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story.
And you, ye waters, roll.
Till, like a sea of glory.
It spreads from pole to pole :
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinneis slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
OOfj II, or 13, II, 12. M.K. H. 998.
1 WOULD not live alway ; I ask not to
stay [the way ;
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er
The few lucid mornings that dawn on
us here [for its cheer.
Are enough for life's woes, full enough
2 I would not live alway ; no, welcome
the tomb ! [its gloom ;
Since Jesus hath lain there. I dread not
There sweet be my rest till he bids me
arise, [skies.
To hail him in triumph descending the
3 Who, who would live alway, away
from his God ; [bode,
Away from yon licnven, that blissful a-
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er
the bright plains, [reigns?
And the noontide of glory eternally
4 Where the saints of all ages in har-
mony meet, [to greet ;
Their Saviour and brethren transported
While the anthems of rapture unceas-
ingly roll, [of the soul.
And the smile of the Lord is the feast
364 8,7. d. M. 11,11.776.
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, c:ty of our God ;
He, whose word cannot bo broken,
Formed thee for his own abode ;
On the Rock of ages founded.
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded.
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2 See the streams of living waters,
Springing from et; rnal love.
Still supply thy sons and daughters.
And all fear of want remove :
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows our thirst to assuage?
Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age,
3 Round eacli habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear,
For a glory and a covering.
Showing that the Lord is near \
He who gives us daily manna.
He who listens when wo cry,
Let him hear the loud hosanna
Rising to his throne on hiijh.
IMOR V HYMNAL.
365 c.M. M.E.H.945.
Come, let us use the jjrace divine,
And all, with one accord,
In a perpetual covenant join
Ourselves to Christ the Lord ;
2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus'
His name to g-lorify ; [power,
And promise, in this sacred hour,
For God to live and die.
3 Tlie covenant we this moment make
Be ever kept in mind ;
"We will no more our God forsake,
Or cast his words behind.
4 We never will throw oif his fear
Who hears our solemn vow ;
And if thou art well pleased to hear,
Come, down, and meet us now.
5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Let all our hearts receive ;
Present with the celestial host,
The peaceful answer give.
0 To each the covenant blood apply.
Which takes our sins away ;
And register our names on high.
And keep us to that day.
366 11,10. M.K. H.683.
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye lan-
guish ; [kneel ;
Come to the mercy-seat, fervently
Here bring your wounded hearts, here
tell your anguish ; [not heal.
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can-
2 Joy of the desolate, light of the stray-
ing, [pure,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly
saying, [not cure.''
"Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can-
3 Here see the bread of life; see waters
flowing [from above ;
Forth from the throne of God, pure
Come to the feast of love ; come, ever
knowing [remove.
Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can
OO/ C.M. M.E. H.1037.
TiiERB is a land of pure delight.
Where saints immoi tal reign ;
Infinite day excludes the night.
And pleasures banish pain.
8 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers :
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green ;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood.
While Jordan rolled between.
4 Could we but climb where Moses
And view the landscape o'er, [ stood,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold
Should frightus from the shore, [flood,
000 8, 6. M. E. H. 1039.
TirERE is an hour of peaceful rest.
To mourning wanderers given ;
There is a joy for souls distressed,
A balm for every wounded breast,
'Tis found above, in heaven.
2 There is a home for weary souls
By sin and sorrow driven, [shoals,
When tossed on life's tempestuous
Where storms arise and ocean rolls,
And all is dr^ar ; 'tis heaven.
3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye,
To brighter prospects given ;
And views the tempest passing by,
The evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene in heaven.
4 There fragrant flowers immortal
bloom,
And joys supreme are given ;
There rays divine disperse the gloom ,
Beyond the confines of the tomb
Appears the dawn of heaven.
369 7,6. M. £.11.932.
The morning light is breaking ;
The darkness disappears ;
The sons of earth are waking
To penitential tears ;
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Zion's war,
2 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love.
And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude above ;
While sinners, now confe.ssing.
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing,
A nation in a day.
3 Blest river of salvation.
Pursue thine onward way ;
Flow thou to every nation.
Nor in thy riches stay :
Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home :
Stay not till all the holy
Proclaim, "The Lord is come 1"
CO NCR EGA Tin NAT..
370 L. M. ME. H. 1072.
My heavenly home is hri^ht and fair :
N<n- pain nor death can enter there ;
Its glitterinjT towers the sun outshine;
That heavenly mansion shall be mine.
I'm going home, I'm going home,
I'm goin\>' home tt) die no more ;
To die no more, to die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.
2 My Father's liou^e is built on high,
Far, far above the starry sky.
When from lliis earthly prison fi-ec.
That heavenly mansion mine shall be.
3 While here, a stranger far from home,
Affliction's waves may round me foam ;
Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor,
My heavenly mansion is secure.
4 Let others seek a liome below,
Which llamesdevour, or waves o'erflow,
Be mine the happier lot to own
A heavenly mansion near the throne.
5 Then fail the earth, let stars decline.
And sun and moon refuse to shine,
All nature sink and cease to be,
That heavenly mansion stands for me.
371 7s. d. M. E. H.g36.
See how great a jlame aspires,
Kindled by a sjiark of grace !
Jesus' love the nations fires.
Sets the kingdoms on a blaze.
To bring fire on earth he came ;
Kindled in some hearts it is :
O that all might catch the flame.
All partake the glorious bliss !
2 Wli^n he first the work begun,
Small and feeble was his day :
Now the word doth swiftly run ;
Now it wins its widening way :
More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail ;
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise !
He the door hath opened wide ;
He hath given tlie word of grace ;
Jesus' word is glorified.
Jesus, mighty to redeem.
He alone the work hath wrought ;
Worthy is the work of him, [naught.
Him who spake a word from
4 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand ?
Now it spreads along t'le skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land ;
Lo ! the proimse of a shower
Drops .already from above ;
But the Loid will shortly pour
All the Spirit of his love.
0/-i CM. M.S. H.i»3o.
How happy every child of grace,
Who knows his sins forgiven !
"This earth," he cries, "is not my
I seek my place in heaven,-- [plaoe,
A country far from mortal sight ;
Yet O, by faith I see
The land of rest, the saints' delight,
The heaven prepared for me."
2 O what a blcss-^d hojje is ours !
While hero on earth we stay,
We more than taste the heavenly
And antedate tliat day : [powers.
We feel the resurrection near.
Our life in Christ concealed,
And with his glorious presence here
Our earthen vessels filled.
3 O would he more of heaven bestow,
And let the vessels break.
And let our ransomed spirits go
To grasp the God we seek ;
In rapturous awe on him to gaze,
Who bought the sight for me ;
And shout and wonder at his graoe
Through all eternity I
373 C M. M. E. H. 1038.
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
2 O the transporting, rapturous scene,
That rises to my sight !
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.
3 0\v all those wide-extended plains
Shines one eternal day ;
There God the Son forever reigns.
And scatters night away.
4 Nochillingwinds,orpoisonous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore ;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death.
Are felt and feared no more.
5 When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest ?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?
6 Filled with delight, my raptured sou\
Would here no longer stay :
Though Jordan's waves around mo
Fearless I'd launch away, [roll,
EMORY HYMNAL.
374 The Cross ! the Cross !
Tub cross ! the cross ! the blood-stained
The hallowed cross I see ! [cross !
Reminding me of precious blood
That once was shed for me.
C%o.-Oh,the blood ! the prec'ous blood!
That Jesus shed for me
XJl»on the cross, in crimson flood,
Just now by faith I see.
2 The cross! the cross! the heavy cross,
The Saviour bore for me, [grief,
Which bowed him to the earth with
On sad Mount Calvary.
4 How light ! how light ! this precious
Presented to my view ; [cross,
And while, with care, I tike it up.
Behold the crown my due.
4 The crown ! the crown ! the glorious
The crown of victory ! [crown !
The crown of life ! it shall be mine
"When Jesus I shall see.
5 My tears, unbidden, seem to flow
For love, unbounded love, [woe,
Which guides me through this world of
And points to joys above.
375 Precious Promise.
Precious promise God hath given
To the weary passer-by.
On the way from earth to heaven,
"I will guide thee with mine eye."
Eef.-l will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with mine eye ;
On the way from earth to heaven,
I will guide thee with mine eye.
3 When temptations almost win thee,
And thy trusted watchers fly,
Let this promise ring within thee,
"I will gu'de thee with mine eye."
S When thy secret hopes have perished.
In the grave of years gone by.
Let this promise still be cherished,
"I will guide thee with mine eye."
4 When the shades of life are falling,
And the hour has come to die,
Hear thy trusly Pilot calling,
"I will guide thee with mine eye."
376 Parting Hymn.
Saviour, again to thy dear name we
ri\ise, [praise ;
With one accord our pai-ting hymn of
We stand to bless thee ere our worship
cease, [peace.
Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy wonl of
2 Grant us thy peace upon our heaven-
ward way ; [the day ;
With thee began, with thee shall end.
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts
from shame, [name.
That in this house have called upon thy
3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through
the coming night.
Turn thou for us its darkness into light ;
From harm and danger keep thy chil-
dren free, [thee.
For dark and light arc both alike to
4 Grant us thy peace throughout our
earthly life, [strife ;
Our balm in sorrow and our stay in
Then, when thy voice shall bid our con-
flict cease.
Call us, O Lord, to thy eternal peace.
377 Sorrow is o'er.
What to me are eartli's pleasures and
• what its flowing tears?
What are all the sorrows I deplore ?
There's a song ever swelling — still lin-
gers on my ears :
Oh, sorrow sliall come again no more.
Cho. — 'Tis a song from the home of the
weary :
Sorrow, sorrow is forever o'er ;
Happy now, ever happy on Canaan's
peaceful shore.
Oh, sorrow shall come again no more.
3 I seek not earthly glory, nor mingle
with the gay,
I covet not this world's gilded store,
There are voices now calling from the
bright realms of day.
Oh, sorrow shall come again no more.
3 Though here I'm sad and drooping,
and weep my life awny, [shore.
With a lone heart still clinging to the
Yet I hear hap^jy voices which ever
seem to say.
Oh, sorrow shall come again no more.
4 'Tis a note that is wafted across the
troubled wave, [shore,
'Tis a song that I've heard upon the
'Tis a sweet thrilling murmur around
the Christian's grave,
Oh, sorrow shall come again no mora
5 'Tis the loud-pealing anthem— the
victor's holy song, [o'er ;
Where the strife and the conflict are
When the saved ones forever, in joyous
notes prolong.
Oh, sorrow shall come again no more.
FAMILIAR HYMNS.
378 Bringing in the Sheaves.
SowiNO in the morning, sowing seeds
of kindness, [eves ;
Sowing in the noon-tide and the dewy
Waiting for the harvest, and the time
of reaping, [the sheaves.
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in
CAo.~ Bringing in the sheaves, bring-
ing in the sheaves, [the sheaves.
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in
tlie sheaves, [the sheaves.
We shall nome rejoicing, bringing in
2 Sowing in the snnshine, sowing in
the shadows, [chilling breeze ;
Fearing neither clouds nor winter's
By and by the harvest, and the labor
ended, [the sheaves.
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in
3 Go, then, ever weeping, sowing for
the Master, [often grieves ;
Though the loss sustained our spirit
When our weeping's over, he will bid
us welcome, [the sheaves.
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in
379 I know I love Thee better.
I ivNOW I love thee better, Lord,
Than any earthly joy.
For thou hast given me the peace
Which nothing can destroy.
C7(t>.-The half has never yet been told.
Of love so fall and free ;
The half has never yet been told.
The blood -it cleauseth me.
2 I know that thou art nearer still
Than any earthly throng.
And sweeter is the thought of thee
Than any lovely song.
3 Thou hast put gladness in my heart;
Then well may I be glad !
Without the secret of thy love
I could not but be sad.
4 O Saviour, precious Saviour mine !
What will thy presence be.
If sue a life of joy can crown
Our walk on earth with thee ?
380 Oh, Bliss of the Purified !
On, bliss of the purified ! bliss of the
free ! [me !
T plunge in the crimson tide open for
O'er sin and vincleanness exulting I
stand, [his hand.
And point to the print of the nails in
Cho. -Oh, sing of his mighty love.
Sing of his mighty love.
Sing of his mighty love —
Mighty to save !
2 Oh, bliss of the purified ! Jesus \%
mine, [pine ;
No longer in dread condemnation 1
In conscious salvation I sing of his
grace, [face I
Who lifted ujion me the smiles of his
3 Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the
pure ! [cannot cure ;
No wound hath the soul that his l)lood
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweet-
ly find rest, — [breast.
No, tears but may dry them on Jesus'
4 O Jesus the Crucified ! thee will I
sing ! [my King !
My blessed Redeemer ! my God and
My soul, filled with rapture, shall siiout
o'er the grave, [to save.
And triumph at death, in the Mighty
381 On the Cross.
Beitold ! behold ! the Lamb of God,
On the cross, on the cross ;
For you he shed his precious blood,
On the cross, on the cross.
Now hear his all-important cry,
"Eloi lama sabacthani ;"
Draw near and see your Saviour die,
On the cross, on the cross.
2 Come, sinners see him lifted up,
On the cross, on the cross ;
He drinks for you the bitter cup.
On the cross, on the cross.
To heaven he turns his languid eyes,
'"Tisfinished, "now the conqueror cries.
Then bows Lis sacred head and dies.
On the cross, on the cross.
3 'Tis done! the mighty deed is don«,
On the cross, on the cross ;
The battle fought, the victory won,
On the cross, on the cross.
Tlie rocksdo rend, the mountainsquak*,
While Jesus doth atonement make,
While Jesus suffers for your sake,
On the cross, on the cross.
4 Where'er I go I'll tell the story
Of the cross, of the cross ;
In nothing else my soul shall glory
Save the cross, save the crcis.
Yes, this my constant theme shall bo.
Through time and in eternity,
That Jesus suflered death for me,
On the cross, on the cross.
249
EMORY HYMNAL.
382 My days are gliding.
My days are gliding swiftly by,
And I, a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly !
Those hours of toil and danger.
Cho. — For oh, we stand on Jordan's
Our friends are passing over, [strand,
And just before, the shining shore
We may almost discover.
2 We'll giidour]oins,mybrethrendear,
Our distant home discerning ;
Our absent Ijord has left us word,
Let every lamp lie burning, —
3 Should coming daysbe cold and dark,
We need not cease our s.nging ;
That perfect rest naught can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing.
4 Let sorrow's rudest tempests blow,
Each chord on earth to sever,
Our King says, come, and there's our
Forever, oh, forever ! [home,
383 I am on my way to Zion.
O WHEN shall I sec Jesus, and dwell
with him above, [lasting love.
To drink the flowing fountain of ever-
Cho. — I am on my way to Zion,
To the new Jerusalem.
2 Through grace I am determined to
conquer though I die, [I'll fly.
And away to Jesus, on wings of love
3 And if you meet with trials and ti'ou-
bles on your way ;
Cast all your care on Jesus, and don't
forget to pray.
3 Gird on the heavenly armor of faith,
and hope, and love.
And when your race is ended you'll
reign with him above.
384 The Old Ship of Zion.
What ship is this that is passing by?
() glory, hallelujah !
It's the old ship of Zion,
Hallelujah !
2 O, who is her captain and what is his
name ?
'Tis the meek and lowly Jesus.
3 Is your ship well built, are her tim-
bers all sound?
Wliy, she's built of gospel timber.
4 Do you think she will safely land her
crew ?
Why, she's landed thousands over.
And she'll land as many more.
385 L.M.
Happy day, happy day !
When Jesus washed my sins away,
He taught me how to watch and pray,
And live rejoicing every day.
Happy day, happy day !
When Jesus washed my sins away.
386 L. M.
Come to the Saviour, come,
() come to the Saviour, come.
His wounds for you stand open wide,
Come to the Saviour, come.
387 L.M.
Ho every one that thirsts I
Come ye to the waters.
Freely drink and quench your thirsts,
Zion's sons and daughters.
388 L.M.
We'll cross the river of Jordan,
Happy, happy.
We'll cross the river of Jordan,
Happy in the Lord.
389 L.M.
Save ! O save. Save, mighty Lord,
And send converting power down !
Save, mighty Loid-
390 L.M.
O he's taken my feet from the mire and
the clay, [Ages.
And he's placed them on the Rock of
391 L.M.
J: Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O
my soul. :|
392 L.M.
The cross, the cross, the precious cross.
The wondrous cross of Jesus:
From all our sin its guilt and jjower,
And every stain it frees us.
Then I'm clinging, clinging, clinging,
O I'm clinging to the cross,
Yes, I'm clinging, clinging, clinging,
Clinging to the cross.
393 CM.
They'll sing their welcome home to mo,
They 11 sing their welcome home to me,
And the angels will stand on the
heavenly strand
And sing their welcome home.
Welcome home, welcome home,
And the angels will stand on the
heavenly strand
And sing their welcome home.
250
CHORUSES.
394 7,6.
The cross of Christ I'll cherish,
Its crucifixion bear ;
All hail, reproach or sorrow,
If Jesus lead me there.
395 8s.
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet oa that beautiful shore ;
In the sweet by and by.
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
396 8,7.
Rocks and .stonns I'll fear no more
When on that eternal shore;
Drop the anchor! Furl the sail!
I am safe with n the veil!
397 c.M.
Help me, dear Saviour, thee to own,
And ever faithful bo,
And when tliou sittest on thy throne,
Dear Lord, remember me.
398 CM.
Many are the friends who are waiting
Happy on Ihe golden s< rand, [to-day.
Many are the voices calling us away.
To join their glorious band :
J: Calling us away, calling us away,
Calling to the better land. :\
399 CM.
Jesus died for you,
Jesus died for me,
.Yes, Jesus died for all mankind,
Bless God, salvation's free.
400 CM.
O for converting grace.
And O for sanctifying power!
Lord, we beg for Jesus's sake,
A sweet refreshing shower.
401 C M.
There you'll sing hallelujah,
And I'll sing hallelujah.
And we'll all sing hallelujah,
In that bright world above.
402 c. M.
I now believe, I do believe,
That Jesus died for me ;
That on the cro: s he shed his blood.
From sin to set me free.
403 c M.
O Jesus ! my Saviour, I look to thee,
Renfhmher, Lord, thy dying griefs.
And then remember me.
404 c M.
We will rest i n the fair and happy land,
Just across on the evergreen shore.
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb
by and by.
And dwell with Jesus evermore.
405 c M.
Let US never mind the scoffs
Nor the frowns of the world.
For we've all got the cross to bear;
It will only make the crown
The brighter to shine,
When we have the crown to wear.
406 - c M.
I want to go, I want to go,
I want to go there too,
I want to go where Jesus is,
1 want to go there too.
407 s. M.
We're n»arching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
408 S. M.
O, I'll be there, you'll be there.
Palms of victory, crowns of glory, we
shall wear
In that beautiful world on high.
409 s. M.
I am coming,. Lord,
Coming now to thee.
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood
That flowed on Calvary.
410 S. M.
|:I'm ghid salvation's free, :J
Salvation's free for you and ma,
I'm glad salvation's free.
411 7s.
Letuswalk inthelight, walk inthelight,
Walk in the light, in the light of God.
412 8,7.
I will sprinkle ynu with water,
I will cleanse you from all sin,
Sanctify and make you holy,
I will come and dwell within.
413 7s.
||:Rock of Ages cleft for me, :J
Let me hide myself in thee.
414 7s.
i: Oh redeemed, redeemed,
'm washed in the blood of the Lamb, :|
DOXOLOGIES.
1 L.M.
Pkatsk God, from whom all blessings
flow;
Praise liim, all creatures here below ;
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost I
2 CM.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore.
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore !
3 CM.
The God of mercy be adored.
Who calls onr souls from death,
Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath ;
To praise the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,^
The One in Three, and Three in One, —
Let saints and angels johi.
4 s. M.
To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit, One in Tlireo,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall forever be.
5 L.M. 61.
ImmortaIi honor, endless fame,
Attend the almighty Father's name :
The Saviour Son be glorified.
Who for lost m n's redemption died ;
And equal adoration be.
Eternal Comforter, to thee I
6 H.M.
To God the Father's throne
Your highest honors raise ;
Glory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit, praise:
With all our powers, eternal King,
Thy everlasting praise we sing.
7 7s.
Sing we to our God above.
Praise eternal as liis love;
Praise him all ye heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!
8 7,6,8.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Thy Godhead we adorn,
Join we with the heavenly host,
To praise thee evermore !
Live, by earth and heaven adored,
The Three in One, the One in Three,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
All glory be to thee 1
9 C.P.M.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom heaven's triumphant
And saints on earth adore; [host
Be glory as in ages past,
As now it is, and so shall last,
When time shall be no morel
10 7S.61.
Pkaise the name of God most hign,
Praise him, all below the sky;
Praise him, all ye heavenly host,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost !
As through countless ages past,
Evermore his praise shall last.
11 8,7,4.
Great Jehovah ! we adore thee,
God the Father, God the Son, '
God the Siiirit, joined in glory
On the same eternal throne:
Endless praises
To Jehovah, Three in One.
12 • 8,7.
Praise the God of our salvation ;
Praise the Father's boundless love;
Praise the Lamb, our expiation ;
Praise Ihe Si>irit from above.
Author of the new creation.
Him by whom our spirits live ;
Undivided adoration
I'o the one Jehovah give 1
13 8s.
All praise to the Father, the Son,
And Spirit, thrice holy and blest I
The eternal, supreme Three in One,
Was, is, and shall still be couf
14 6,4.
To God, the Father, Son,
And Spirit, Three in One,
All praise be given !
Crown him, in every song ;
To him your hearts belong :
Let all his praise prolong,
On earth, in heaven I
15 7,6.
To thee be praise forever,
Thou glorious King of kings !
Thy wondrous love and favor
Each ransomed spirit sings :
We'll celebrate thy gh)ry,
With all thy saints above.
And .shout the joyful story •
Of thy redeeming l®ve.
262
INDEX.
First Lines in roman ; Titles in capitals.
nYMN.
Abide with me, fast falls 21
Abiding, ... 5
Abiding in him, . . 149
Abiding, oh, so wondrous 149
A charge to keep I have, 317
A CHILD OF THE KiNG
Ah, my heart is heavy-la- 1 15
Ah, whither should I go, 286
Alas! alas! a wayward . 176
Alas! and did my Saviour 262
Alexandria, C. M., . 145
A little talii with Jesus, . 6
A little while together, . 90
All to thee, . . 160
All the way long it 139
All ye who pass by.
Amazing grace • how
Am I a soldier of the
And can it be that I
And can I yet delay,
Angels' song.
Are you washed in .
Are you weary, are you .
Arise, my soul, arise,
A sinner like me,
As we journey by the
A trembling soul I come
At the cross.
Author of faith, to thee I 293
Awake, my soul, stretch 318
Awake I awake ! our fes- , 97
Awake I awake ! the Mas- 96
Back to the fold, . i6S
Bear aloft the Stan- 51
Beautiful light, holy and 172
Beautiful valley of Eden 192
Behold! behold! the . 381
Behold the Ark of God, 150
Behold the fields . 114
Be it my only wisdom, . 319
Beulah land, . . 179
Beyond the smiling and 227
Blessed Saviour, my Re- 184
Blessed Saviour, my sal- 105
Blest be the tie that binds 357
Blow ye the trumpet, . 282
Brother for Christ's king- 103
By the grace of God 58
Called to the feast by . 158
Calvary, . . .70
Children of the heavenly 345
Children of the kingdom 53
Christ for me, . . 124
Christ is all, . . 74
Christ shall reign, . 92
Christ the Lord is . 128
HYMN.
Church rallying . 96
Cleansing wave, . 222
Clinging and resting 87
Come, every soul by sin 204
Come, Holy Spirit, heav- 273
Come, humble sinner, in 280
Come, let us join our . 232
Come, let us tune our . 243
Come, let us use the grace 365
Come, oh, come with me, 37
Come on, my partners in 359
Come, O thou Traveler . 342
Come, prodigal, come 175
COMK, sinner, come, . 206
Come, sinners, to the gos- 283
Come, the Saviour's call- 71
Come, thou almighty . 231
Come, thou fount of ev
Come to the Saviour,
Come unto me when slia-
Come, weary smners.
IITMH
. 224
• 147
• 223
23
Give to the winds thy
Gloria Patri ! .
Glorious Fountain, .
Glorious things of thee .
Glory be to the Father, .
Glory to God, hai.le-
Glory to his name, .
God be with you till we
God calling yet ! shall I
God came knocking,
God is our refuge and .
God knows, .
God loved the world so
God moves in a myster-
GOD S(3 LOVED THE
Go forth, O Christian sol- Z42
(jracious Spirit, love di- . 266
356 Great God, attend, while 247
386; Guide me, O thou great 251
322!
281 Hail, hail, hail, beautiful 93
Come, ye that 1. the Lord 240 Hail, thou once despised 260
Come, ye that 1. the Sav. 238 Happy day ! happy day ! 385
Come, ye disconsolate, . 366 . Hark, hark, my soul! . 152
Come, ye sinners, poor . 304' Hark, the glad sound 1 . 256
174 '" ' '
Coming to-day, .
Comfanionshu' with . 48
Cross of Calvary, . 69
Crown him, . . .11
DearSaviour,cleanse 29
Delay not, delay not, 0 . 285
Depth of mercy, can
Down at the cross where
Dojou know how many
Drooping souls, no Ion-
Each cooing dove and .
EccE Homo, .
Enough for me, .
Eternity! where? .
Even me.
Every day, .
Every day my soul is
Fade, fade, each earthly .
Farewell to sorrow
Father, I stretch my
Fill me now,
Follow the lamb.
Forever here my rest shall
Forever with the Lord, .
From all that dwell be-
From every stormy wind
From Greenland's icy .
From this hour.
Gently, Lord, O gentlv
253
i lasten, sinner, to be . 279
Have mercy, Lord, on . 151
Have 70U been to Jesus 175
Have you not a word for 153
Healing for thee, .
Hear my call, .
He dies! the Friend of .
He is calling,
37 I He leadeth me! O bless-
88 He loves thee still,
tfELP just a little, .
Help me, dear Saviour, .
He saves, . . .12
Ho, every one that thirst 387
Hold the light up . 44
Holy, holy, holy. Lord . 246
Holy Spirit, come,
Home of the soul,
Homeward bound,
Hope's bright star.
Hopefully trusting.
Hover o'er me, Holy
How do thy mercies
How firm a foundation, .
How gentle God's com-
How happy every child . 372
How sweet the name of. 274
How tedious and tasteless 358
75
81
45
187
121
100
4
205
33
296
171
157
314
123
241
89
362
167
336
6|
116
2tS
33-
397
I6S
79
195
93
20
171
25s
327
24s
I am coming. Lord, . 409
I am coming to the cross 212
I am dwelling on the . 31
I am saved ! the Lord . 9^
EMORY HYMNAL.
I am thinking of home of
I bring my sins to thee,
I dare not idle stand
I do repent of every sin,
I entered once a home .
If I in thy hkeness, O .
If, on a quiet sea, .
I have a crown, a kingly
I have a garden fair,
I have entered the val- .
I have found a friend in
I have found the dearest
I have given my all to .
I have laid my burden .
I heard thy voice calling
I hear the Saviour say, .
I hope to meet you all .
I know I love thee bet-
I know that my Redeem-
I lay my sins on Jesus, .
I'LL LIVE FOR HIM,
I love thy kingdom Lord
I love to tell the story, .
I'm glad salvation's free,
I'M HOLDING ON, .
I'M KNEELING AT THE .
I'm more than conqueror
I NEED THEE,
I now believe, I do be- .
In some way or other
In THE BOOK OF LIFE, .
In the Christian's home .
In the cross of Christ I .
In the darkest hour.
In THE MORNING, .
In the secret of his pres-
In the silent midnight
In the sweet by and by.
In thy book, where glory
In thy name, O Lord, .
Invocation,.
I praise the Lord that .
I SHALL BE SATISFIED, .
I SHALL HAVE WINGS, .
Is MY NAME WRITTEN .
Is NOT THIS THE LAND
I Stand all bewildered, .
Is there any one here
I thirst, thou wounded .
It is good TO be here
It is well with my .
It may not be our lot to
I've nothing to bring to .
I've reached the land of
I want to be a worker .
I want to go, I want to .
I was once far away from
I will look to the hills, .
I will sing you a song, .
1 will sprinkle you vrith .
I WILL TRUST IN THEE,
I would be thine, .
I would not live alway;
Jesus, a word, a look, .
'esus bids you come,
esus died for me, .
[esus, here I bring my all
fesus, I come to thee, .
[esus is CALLING YOU .
[esus is MINE,
[esus I will trust thee, .
[esus my advocate above
[esus, my all, to heaven .
[esus, my Lord, to thee,
[esus, my Lord, to thee I
[ESUS, MY Saviour AND
[esus of Nazareth .
[ESUS paid it all,
[esus SAVES, .
[ESUS SAVES ME NOW, .
[esus. Saviour, Lord of.
f esus shall reign where'er
Jesus speaks in accents .
[esus! the name high over
Jesus the Saviour is pass-
Jesus, the very thought of
Jesus, thine all-victorious
Jesus, thou alj-redeeming
Jesus, thou everlasting .
esus, thy blood and
esus, where'er thy peo-
ESUS WILL GIVK YOU .
ESUS, WITH THEE.
OY COMETH IN THE .
Joy ! joy ! joy ! wonder- .
joy to the world ! the .
Just as I am, without one
Just FOR TO-DAY, ,
Lord, we are vile, con- . 377
Lord, we come before . 234
Lord, when we bend be- 237
Love divine, all love ex- 303
398
44
26
25
130
75
89
Keeep looking unto Je- 15
Keep your colors flying, 86
KNEELING, PLEADING, . 151
Lamb of God whose dy- 55
Lead, kindly light, amid 330
Let HIM IN, . . . 72
Let us never mind the . 405
Let us walk in the light, 411
Life everlasting, . 60
Lift ui' your heads, . 54
Light after darkness, . 43
Light in our da-rkness, . 117
Light of all who come to 116
Living for the Master, . 94
Look above, oh, look a- 159
Look and live, . . 113
Looking unto Jesus, . 104
Look to the cross, sinner, 113
Lookup! behold the . 114
Look, ye saints, the sight 11
Lord, for to-morrow and 109
Lord, how secure and . 294
Lord, I am thine, entirely 310
Lord, I believe a rest re- 299
Lord, I care not for . 32
Lord, I hear of showers lai
264
Many are the friends
Many souls on life's dark
Marching onward,
May I draw nigh with
Meet me there, .
Memories of Galli-
Mercy seat,
'Mid scenes of confusion 133
Mighty Jesus saves, . 82
Mighty TO save,. . 91
More love to thee, O . 348
Must Jesus bear the cross 305
My days are gliding swift- 382
My faith looks up to thee 343
My Father is rich in . 208
My God, how wonderful 253
My God, my Life, my . 346
My God, the spring of . 337
My gracious Lord, I own 324
My heart is fixed, eternal 124
My heavenly home is . 370
My hope is built on noth- 209
My Jesus, as thou wilt, . 334
My life, my love I give . 155
My soul, be on thy guard, 182
My soul for light and . 5
My way is dreary and . 200
Nearer, my God, to thee, 35*
Never further than thy . 264
Not my love. . . 163
O come and dwell in m« 290
O could I speak the . 355
Of him who did salvation 278
O for a faith that will not 312
O for a glance of heaven- 287
O for a heart to praise my 315
O for a thousand 156, 228
O for converting grace, . 400
O God, thy power is won- 249
O good old way, how . 139
O glorious hope of per- 325
O happy day, that fixed . 298
O happy day ! what a .52
Oh, blessed fellowship . 48
Oh, bliss of the purified I 380
O he's taken my feet, . 390
Oh, how happy are they, 194
Oh, now I see the cleans- 222
O holy Saviour ! Friend 226
Oh, redeemed, redeemed 414
Oh, sing to me of heaven 210
Oh, sometimes the shad- 8
Oh, the song of the soul 178
Oh! 'tis glory in my . 135
Oh, weary pilgrim, lift . 99
Oh, yc who would jour- 6a
O I'll be there, you'll be
O it is hard to work for
O Jesus, immaculate
O Jesus, Lord, thy dy- .
O )esus my Saviour, I .
O Lord, thy work revive,
O love divine, how sweet
O love surpassing know-
On Calvary's brow my .
One by one, our loved .
One more day its twilight
On Jordan's stormy banks
On let us go where the .
Only a beam of sunshine
Only one way, .
Only remembered, .
Only trust Him,
On the happy, golden .
Onward now ! the trum-
Opcii the heavens and .
Open the windows of the
O that my load of sin .
O the bitter shame and .
O think of a home over ,
O thou God of my salva-
O thou who driest the .
O turn ye, O turn ye, for
Our glad jubilee,
Our sins on Christ were .
Out on the desert, look- .
Out on an ocean all
Outside the fold.
Outside the gate,
Overcomers,
Over there,
O what amazing words ,
O what shall I do my Sav-
O when shall I see Jesus,
O who is this that com- .
Peace, troubled soul, thou 254
Peter on the troubled sea, 82
Pleading with thek, 190
Poor, starving soul, there's 17
Praise the Lord, praise . 391
Praise ye the Lord, the . 141
Prayer is the key, . . 219
Prayer is the soul's sin- 341
Precious Bible, . . 24
Precious Jesus, Saviour . 165
Precious promise, God . 375
Redeemed, how I love to 7
Redeemed, PRAISE the 52
Refuge, . . .201
Rejoicing evermore, 30
Rejoice, the Lord is King 271
Remember Calvary, . 55
Rest 106
Rest for the weary, 213
Resting at the cross, 14
Resting on the faithful- 189
Rock of ages, cleft 276, 413
Rocks and storms I'll .
Saved by his goodness I
Save,0 save, save, mighty
Saviour, again to thy dear
Saw ye my Saviour,
See how great a flame as-
Shall we meet beyond the
Shout for joy, ye holy .
Show pity, Lord, O Lord,
Sing glory to God in the
Sing, my soul! proclaim
Sing on, ye joyful pilgrim
Sinner, go, will you go, .
Songs in the calm, .
Sound a living vvar cry, .
Sound, sound the jubilee
Sound the battle-cry,
Sowmg in the morning, ,
Stand at your post, ye .
Stand up ! stand up for .
Stay, thou insulted Spirit,
Sun of my soul, thou Sav-
Sweet home.
Sweet hour of prayer, .
Sweet is the work, my God
Sweet land of rest, for .
Take me as I am.
Talk with us. Lord, thy-
Tell it to Jesus,
That old, old, story
The Altered Motto,
The ark floateth by
The beautiful hills.
The blood, the 'blood, is .
The Child of a King,
The cross and the Bible,
The cross of Christ I'll .
The cross ! the cross! 374,
The fountain of salvation
The God of Abra'hm
The Golden Key,
The great Physician now
The home-land ! oh, tlie .
The Lily of the Val-
TiiK Lord will fro-
The Master is come.
The Master's call, .
The morning light is
The new song, .
The numberless host,
The prodigal, .
There are lonely hearts .
There are songs of joy .
There is a fountain filled
There is a land of pure .
There is an eye that never
There is an hour of peace
There's a blessing at
There's a crown in hea- .
There's an undertone of .
There's a stranger at the
S55
396
There's a voice that comes
There's a wideness in
There's a wonderful story
Tiiore you'll sing halielu-
The Rock that is
The royal command,
The sinner's invita-
TiiE Solid Rock,
The song of the soul
The sunset of the .
The TONGUE OF PRAISE
The valley of bless-
They'U sing their wel-
This God is the God we
This is the glorious gos-
Though my sins were .
Though there may be .
Though troubles assail .
Though weak my faith, .
Thou God of power.
Thou wilt defend us.
Through the gates of
Thy presence, gracious .
Thy way, not mine, O .
'Tis the Lord who lead- .
To the cross I long was .
To the cross of Christ, my
To THE rescue, .
To thy cross, dear Christ,
Touch my spirit with
Treasures of heaven
True and faithful, .
Trusting in Jesus there's
Trustingly, trustingly, .
Trusting only thee, .
Trust in thy Deliv-
Trust on ! trust on ! be-
Try us,0 God, and search
196
218
78
401
8
41
215
209
178
144
156
1 29
393
257
107
169
100
30
75
229
117
58
239
328
131
87
14
118
135
106
49
4
60
177
38
142
148
350
Until ye find, . . 176
Unto Him that hath 108
Unto us a Child is born, 88
Up and away, like the . 40
Vain, delusive world.
Wake, wake the song ! .
Walking in the
Walk in the light! so .
Washed white as
Watchman, tell us of the
We are marching, march-
We are more than .
We are never, never wea-
Wc are pilgrims looking
We are praying, blessed
Weary and thirsty, oh, .
We have heard a joyful .
We'll cross the river of .
We're marching to Zion,
We shall know,
We will rest in the fair .
What a Friend we have .
303
I
94
46
169
361
26
42
23
16
J 67
190
85
388
407
76
404
18S
EMORY HYMNAL.
What means this eager, . i6i
What shall separate us, . 42
What ship is this that is . 384
What to me are earth's . 377
When I can read my title 329
When I survey the won- 261
When peace, like a river, 50
When THE King COMES 158
When the laborers have 146
When the mists have
When the sheaves .
When we enter the por- .
While Jesus whispers to .
While the days are
While we bow in thy
Who is this that cometh, .
Whosoever,
Who, who ishe? .
Why do you wait a con- . 154
Why stand I here amid . 63
Will you come,with your 13
With joy we meditate the 272
Work, for the night is . 320
Ye ransomedsinners.hear 308
Yield not to temptation, . 183
Zion stands with hills sur- 33c
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