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THE  GOLDEN  SHEAF,  No.  2,  has  been  prepared 
to  meet  the  general  demand  for  a  new  book. 
As  it  will  be  used  more  or  less  as  a  companion  book  to 
The  Golden  Sheaf,  it  has  been  prepared  without  dupli- 
cates as  regards  that  book.  It  is  somewhat  broader 
in  scope  than  The  Golden  Sheaf,  as  it  contains 
many  of  the  old,  strong,  familiar  songs,  expressing 
our  Faith  and  Hope,  so  indispensable  at  Campmeet- 
ings.  Conferences,  Conventions,  etc.,  and  in  General 
Worship,  as  well  as  much  that  is  new  and  never 
before  published.  As  a  special  feature,  the  book 
contains  four  pages  of  Responsive  Readings.  Great 
pains  have  been  taken  to  secure  some  of  the  most 
famous  and  best  loved  songs  of  the  noted  authors. 
There  is  a  good  collection  of  the  finest  Choruses, 
quite  a  number  of  pieces  for  Male  Voices,  and  a 
generous  number  of  the  most  useful  Evangelistic  and 
Invitation  Hymns. 

The  sincere  thanks  of  the  Committee  is  hereby 
tendered  to  all  those  who  have  so  kindly  contributed 
music  and  poetry,  or  in  any  way  have  given  appre- 
ciated assistance.  Special  mention  should  be  made  of 
the  invaluable  assistance  rendered  by  the  well-known 
music  publisher,  E.  O.  Excell,  of  Chicago,  so  many 
of  whose  hymns  are  included  in  this  collection. 

We  send  the  book  forth,  humbly  praying  that  it 
may  prove  a  true  blessing  and  comfort  to  the  Church. 

FlM    MURRA, 

L.  F.  Reynolds, 
F.  A.  Blackmer, 

Committee. 


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No.  1. 


Jesus  Is  Coming  A^ain. 


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No.  2.         Tar  More  Precious  Than  Gold. 

p      D     g  COPYRIGHT,   1906,   BY  CHA3.  H.  WOODMAN. 


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2.  The  Bi-ble  our  coun-sel,  reveals  precious  truth,  Support  for  the    a-ged,the 

3.  Ex-ceed-ing  great  prom-is-es  here  do  we  see.  And  they  are  most  precious  to 

4.  The  won-der-ful  things  in  the   Bible  contained,  Most  heart-stirring  tidings  man 


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guide  of  our  youth;  A  comfort  by  night,  and  a  guide  for  the  day,  And  glo-ri-ous 
you    and  to  me;  The  promise  that  He  will  be  with  us    al-way, Then  we  shall  be 
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C.  M.  S. 


His  Dyin^  Love. 


COPYRIGHT,   190S,  BV  CHA8.  H.  WOODMAN. 


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2.  There  is    noplace     I  love  so  well     As   by  my  Mas-ter's  side    to  dwell; 

3.  0     hap-py  day!     0  bliss-ful  hour!  When  Je-sus  by  His  match-less  power 

4.  0      sin-ful  one,    do  not  de-layl   But  seek  His  joy    and  peace  to-day; 


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Broke  Satan's  spell  and  mag- ic     art,    And  dy-ing  love  thus  won  my  heart 

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L.  Hastings. 

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Light  At  Eventide. 

COPYRIGHT,  1909,   BY  A.  E.   BLOOM. 


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2.  Breezes  of  balm  blow  from  those  shores  immortal;  Soft  sleep  the  bil  -  lows  in  the 

3.  Hushed  is  the  jar    of  earth's  discordant  nois  -  es;  Blest  is  the    si  -  lence,  ho-ly 

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wa  -  ters,    No   gal-lant  ship  shall  ev-  er  pass  there-by;     No  parting  friends,  or 
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weep  -  ing  sons  and  daughters.  Shall  breathe  their  sighs  beneath  that  cloudless  sky. 
know  no  tears  or    sad-ness;    The  day   de-clines;    at  eve-ning  there  is    light! 

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No.  5.      His  Face  Will  Outshine  Them  All. 


T.  H. 


COPYRIGHT.  1914.  BY  THORO  HARRIS. 


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1.  There  are  fac  -  es  dear  that  I  hold  in  mem-'ry,  Tho'  I  lost  them  long  a- 

2.  There  were  voic  -  es  sweet  o-ver  Bethl'hem  sing-ing  When  the  Savior  Christ  was 

3.  There  are  friend-ly  hands  un-to  me     ex  -  tend -ed  When  I  seem  to  miss  my 

4.  There  are  wondrous  scenes  ly-ing  all    a-round  me,  Golden  gleams  o'er  land  and 


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way;  (to  miss  my  way;)But  the  pierc-ed  hand  of  the  Man  of   Cal-v'ry  Lead-eth 
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Edgar  Page. 


Beulah  Land. 

BY  PERMISSION  OF  MRS.  JNO.  R.  SWENCV. 


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1.  I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine,  And  all    its  rich  -  es    free  •  ly  mine; 

2.  My     Sav-ior  comes  and  walks  with  me,  And  sweet  communion  here  have  we; 

3.  A      sweet  per-fume  up  -  on  the  breeze  Is  borne  from  ev  -  er  -  ver-  nal  trees, 

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He  gen  -  tly  leads  me  by  His  hand,  For  this  is  heav-en's  bor-der-land. 
And  fiow'rs,  that  nev-er  -  f ad-ing  grow  Where  streams  of  life  for  -  ev  -  er  flow. 
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Gity  of  God. 

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2.  No  need  of  an  -  y    tem-ple,      Or  sun  or  moon  to  shine;  The  Lord  will  it  en- 

3.  The  tow'ring  arches  glit-ter    With  many  a  radiant  stone;  And  water, clear  as 

4.  Ho,    all  ye  wear-y,  faint-ing,     To   this  fair  cit-y  come;  Come, drink  from  living 


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light-en     With  glo  -  ry  all    di- vine;  The    na-tions  of  the    sav-ed  Shall 
crys-tal, Flows  out  from  'neath  the  throne;  The  trees  of  life  for  heal-ing        On 

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beauties  are  untold;  Whose  walls  are  built  of  jas-per,  With  streets  of  fin-est  gold, 
walk  in  glo-ry  bright  With  Christ, the  Son  of  Da-vid,  Their  ev  -  er-last-ing  light, 
ei-ther  side  are  there, Their  leaves  and  branches  waving,  All  stately, grand  and  fair, 
Christ, the  on-ly  way,  And  you  He  there  will  welcome,  And  bid  you  ev  -  er  stay. 


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Afterward. 


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1.  Aft  -  er  the  toil  comes   rest,  Rest    for    the  care  -  op 

2.  Aft  -  er  the  night,  then     day,  Day  with  its    gold  -  en 

3.  Aft  -  er  the  war  -  fare,  peace,  Peace  that  will  nev  -  er 

4.  Aft  -  er  the    dy  -  ing,     life,  Life    nev  -  er  cursed  by 


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Rest  for  the  heav  -  y  -  bur-dened  one, 
Day  when  we  weep  and  sigh  no  more, 
Peace  in  a  world  where  love  shall  reign, 
Life  free  from  sick-ness,  pain  and  woe, 

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Rest,  yes,  a  wel 
Day,  bright,  ef-  ful  - 
Peace,cahn,un-bro  ■ 
Life,  glad    e  -  ter 


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No.  9. 

B.  O.  B. 


Grace,  Enough  for  Me. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,   1906,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


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day,      I  saw  Mount  Cal  -  va  -  ry; 
heart,  Once  full    of     ag  -  o  -  ny, 
sin    Nailed  to    the    cru  -  el    tree, 
veil,    My    por-tion  there  will   be. 


1.  In      look-ing  thro'  my  tears  one 

2.  While  standing  there,  my  trembling 

3.  When    I     be  -  held    my    ev  -  'ry 

4.  When   I     am  safe  with -in     the 


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Beneath  the  cross  there  flowed  a  stream 
Could  scarce  believe  the  sight  I  saw 
I      felt     a  flood  go  thro' my  soul 
To  sing  thro'  all    the  years  to  come 


0!  grace,  e-nough  for  me. 

Ot  grace,  e-nough  for  me.  (enough  for  me.) 

Of  grace,  e-nough  for  me. 

Of  grace,  e-nough  for  me. 


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Grace  is        flow-ingffrom  Cal-va-ry  for  me, 

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Grace  as  fathomless  as  the  sea,  .  . 

Grace  as        fath-om-less  as  the  roll-ing  sea, 

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Grace  for  time  and  e-ter-ni-ty,  .  .  .  Grace,  .  .  enough  for   me. 

Grace  for  time  and  e-  ter -ni-ty,  His  a-bun-dant  grace  I  see,  e-nough  for     me. 


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No.  10.      The  Touch  of  His  Hand  on  Mine. 


Jessie  Brown  Pounds. 


COPVRIQHT,  1SI3,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELl,   OWNER. 


Henry  P.  Morton. 


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2.  There  are  times,  when  tired  of  the  toil-some  road,  That  for  ways  of  the 

3.  When  the  way    is    dim,  and  I     can  -  not  see  Thro'  the  mist   of  Hia 

4.  In       the  last    sad  hour,  as    I    stand    a-lone  Where  the  pow-ers  of 


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Friend  Di  -  vine;  But  tho'  dark-ness  hide,  He    is  there   to    guide 

world     I       pine;  But  He  draws  me   back  to    the  up  -  ward  track 

wise       de  -  sign,  How  my  glad  heart  yearns  and  my  faith    re  -  turns 

death  com  -  bine,  While  the  dark  waves  roll  He  will  guide  my    soul 


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Oh,  the  touch  of  His  hand  on  mine!    There  is  grace  and  pow'r ,  in  the  trying  hour, 

on  mine! 


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No.  11. 

Samuel  Beck. 


Safely  Abiding. 

COPYRIGHT,   leoe,   BY  F.  A,  BLACKMER. 


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2.  Uu-der  His  wings, what  a  ref-uge    in    sor -row!  How  the  heart  yearn-ing-ly 

3.  Un-der  His  wings,  0  what  precious  en  -  joy-ment!  There  will  I   hide  till   life's 


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turns  to  its  rest!  Oft  -  en  when  earth  has  no  balm  for  my  heal  -  ing, 
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He    has    redeemed  me    and    I     am     His    child. 

There  I    find  com-fort,  and  there    I      am    blest.     Un  -  der  His  wings, 

Rest-ing     in      Je  -  sus  I'm  safe   ev  -  er  -  more. 


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C.  H.  S. 


Behold,  He  Cometh. 


Be?.  1:  7 


C.  M.  Sea1<ans. 


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1.  Be  -  hold,  he  com-eth  with  clouds,  The   King    of  kings  to      be; 

2.  Be  -  hold,  he  com  -  eth  with  clouds,  The  Judge  whom  all  must  meet; 

3.  Be  -  hold,  he  com  -  eth  with  clouds,  All    earth  -  ly  pomp  shall  pale; 

4.  Be  -  hold,  he  com  -  eth  with  clouds.  His    com  -  ing  draw-eth     near; 


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And  ev  -  'ry  eye  his  face  shall  see  Shine  forth  in  dread-ful  maj  -  es  -  ty. 
And  they  who  pierced  his  hands  and  feet  Shall  stand  be-fore  his  judg-ment  seat. 
All  kin-dreds  of  the  earth  shall  wail,  And  sin  -  f ul  men  be  -  fore  him  quail. 
Come,  now,  his  voice  of  mer-cy  hear-Be    read -y  when   he  shall  ap-pear. 


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Be  -  hold   he  com-eth  with  clouds,     The  Vic  -  tor  o  -  ver      sm. 

Be  -  bold    becomes.  Be  -  bold  be  comes,  o-ver  sin 

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Jesus  Loves  Me. 

(The  Favorite  Hymn  of  China.) 


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1.  Je  -  sus  loves  me!    this     I    know,    For  the    Bi  -  ble     tells  me    so; 

2.  Je  -  sus  loves  me!     He  who  died,   Heav-en's  gates  to        o-  pen  wide; 

3.  Je  -  sus  loves  mel  loves  me  still,     The'  I'm  ver  -  y     weak  and    ill; 


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Lit  -  tie  ones  to  Him  be  -  long,  They  are 
He  will  wash  a  -  way  my  sip,  Let  His 
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It  Was  His  Love. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


COPYRIGHT,    1913,   BY  E.   O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  It  was  His  love  that  reached  my  soul,  It  was  His  grace  that  made  me  whole, 

2.  It  was  His  love,   so  boundless,free,That  moved  the  Lord  to  par-don  me 

3.  It  was  His  love    impelled  my  heart  To  turn  from  self  and  sin    a  part, 

4.  It  was  His  great    a  -  maz-ing  love     So  well  displayed  from  Heav'na-bove, 


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And  now  He  keeps  me  day  by  day.  And  safe  -  ly  leads  me  all  the  way. 
And  own  me  for  His  ransomed  child, Redeemed, renewed  and  rec-on  -  ciled. 
And  find  in  Him  the  wondrous  power  A  Christian  life  to  live  each  hour. 
Thatbro'tto  me    such  peace  and  rest,  And  made  me  so   su-preme-ly     blest. 


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My  heart  and  life   shall  sing  of  Thee    In  time  and  in     e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty. 


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Just  When  I  Need  Him  Most. 


Rev.  Wm.  Pool. 


COPYRIQHT,   1808,  BY  CHA8.  H.  VBRIEL. 
COPYRIQHT,   1«0«,  BY  E.  O.  EXCEU. 


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1.  Just  when  I  need  Him,  Je-sus  is  near,  Just  when  I  fal  -  ter,  just  when  I  fear; 

2.  Justwhen  Ineed  Him,  Je-sus  is  true,  Nev-er  for-sak-ing    all  the  way  thro'; 

3.  Just  when  I  need  Him,  Je-sus  is  strong,  Bearing  my  bur-dens  all  the  day  long; 

4.  Justwhen  Ineed  Him,  He  is  my  all,    An-swer-mg  when  up-on  Him  I  call; 


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Read-y    to   help  me,    read-y   to  cheer, 
Giv  -  ing  for  bur -dens  pleasures  a  -  new, 
For    all  my  sor  -  row    giv  -  ing  a     song. 
Ten  -  der  -  ly  watch-ing    lest   I  should  fall. 


Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 
Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 
Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 
Just  when  I  need  Him  most. 


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No.  16.  I'm  Coming  Back  to  Thee. 

"Rejoice  with  me,  for  I  have  found  my  sheep  which  was  lost." — Luke  15:  6. 


C.  M.  S. 


COPYRIGHT,   1913,   BY  FRANCIS  8.  BERNAUER. 


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1.  I've  wan-dered  far    a  -  way  from  Thee, 

2.  A  -  las     that    I  should  turn  my  back 

3.  The  night     is  dark,  the  storm  is  fierce, 


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0  Shep  -  herd  kind  and  true; 
On  One    who  loves  me    so; 
My  soul     is    filled  with  fear; 


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A  -  cross  the  mountains  bleak  and  bare  That  hide  Thee  from  my  view. 
How  sad  that  I  should  leave  the  fold  And  suf  -  fer  pain  and  woe. 
I      can  -not  hope,  I  can  -  not   rest  With  -  out  my  Shep-herd  near. 


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hear  Him  call  -  ing    me; 


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1.  0     Thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend!  Who,  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end, 

2.  Whenwear-y    in  the  Christian  race,    Far-off  ap-pears  my  rest-ing  place, 

3.  When  I  have  erred  and  gone  a -stray,   A-far  from  Thine  and  wisdom's  way, 

4.  WhenSa-tan,  by  my  sins  made  bold,  Strives  from  Thy  cross  to  loose  my  hold, 

5.  When  the  full  light  of  heav'n-ly  day     Re- veals  my  sins  in  dread  ar-  ray. 


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And,  faint  -  ing,  I  mis-trust  Thy  grace,  Then,  Sav-ior,  plead  for 
And  see  no  glimm'ring,  guid-ing  ray,  Still,  Sav-ior,  plead  for 
Then  with  Thy  pity  -  ing  arms  en -fold,  And  plead,  oh,  plead  for 
Say    Thou  hast  washed  them  all  a  -  way;  Oh,sayThouplead'stfor 

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F.   A.    B.  COPYRIGHT,   1890,   BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


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2.  One  glimpse  shall  our  courage  embolden,      And  brighten  the  whole  of  our  way; 

3.  We've  read  of  that  cit-y 's  bright  glo-ry.    That  knows  not  the  darkness  of  night; 

4.  We've  read  of  the  Tree  and  the  Eiv-er,     Life's  wa-ter  and  fruit  ev-er   fair; 

5.  Those  gates  we're  approaching,  how  cheering!  Oh,let  us  prove  faithful  al-way; 


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Oh,  why  should  the  sight  be  withholden?    By  faith  we  would  view  it  to  -  day. 
And  reading  that  won-der-ful  sto-ry,       Has  ravished  our  souls  with  de-light. 
We've  looked  up  in  faith  to  the  Giv-er,      And  prayed  that  we  might  enter  there. 
And  know,  as  the  cit  -  y  we're  near-ing,  That  they  shall  to  us  some  sweet  day 


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Swing  o-pen,  fair  portals, 

5.  Swing  0  -  pen,  those  por  -  tals.  And  we  shall  in  triumph  go    in, 

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2.  How  ma  -  ny  once  started  to   run    in  this  race, But  with  our  dear  Sav-ior 

3.  I'd   far  rath-er  fol-low  my  Sav  -  ior  a-lone,  And  have  for  my  pil-low, 

4.  0,  come  then,my  brother, and  start  in  this  way, This  world  and  its  fol- lies 

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they  could  not  keep  the  pace;Whileoth'ersac-cept  -  ed  be-cause  it  was  new, 
like  Is  -  ra  -  el,  a  stone,  Than  gain  all  the  world  and  its  pleasures  pur-sue; 
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Than  turn  from  the  pathway  and    fail  to  go^thro'. 

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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Somebody  Needs  You. 

COPYRIGHT,   1908,   BY  CHAS.  H.   GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   1909,   BY  E.   O.   EXCELL. 


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2.  Shine  for  the  Ma8-ter  with  deeds  of  good  cheer, Some-one  is    in     the 

3.  Sing  of  your  Sav-ior  with  heart  all    a-glow,  Some-bod-y  needs  your 

4.  Then,when  you  enter    the  Cit  -  y     of  gold,  Some-one  will  meet  you 


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Sendoutthebeamsthatwillshinebrightandclear, Some-bod-y  needs  your  light. 
Bless -ing  will  fol- low  the  heart's  o-ver-flow,  Brighten  the  way    a  -  long. 
Some-one  to  whom  the  glad  sto  -  ry  you  told,  Some-one  your  joy  will    share. 


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No.  21. 


My  Crucified  Lord. 


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F.  A.  B. 


No  Dyin^  There. 

COPYRIGHT,   1802,   BY  W.  A.   PENN. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  A        land  by  faith  I  see.  Where  saints  shall  ever  be  Free  from  mor-tal-  i  -  ty, — 

2.  There  friends  shall  meet  again ,  In  happiness  to  reign ,  While  thro '  that  blest  domain , 

3.  There  sorrow  cannot  stay;  There  tears  are  wiped  away;  One  bright,  e-ter-nal  day, 

D.  S. — In  that  fair,  heav'nly  land. 


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No  dy-ing  there.  No  dy-ing  there,  No  dy-ing  there; 


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ISa23. 


Help  Somebody  To-day. 


M..      D.._I,    A       D.^/.l,  COPYRIGHT,   1904,  BY  CHA8.   H.  GABRIEL. 

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1.  Look  all    a-round  you,  find  some  one  in  need,  Help  some-bod-y  to-  day! 

2.  Man-y    are  wait-ing    a  kind,  lov-ing  word.  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day  I 

3.  Man-y  have  bur-dens  too  heav  -  y    to  bear,  Help  some-bod-y  to-  dayl 

4.  Some  are  dis-cour-aged  and  wear-y    in  heart,  Help  some-bod-y  to-  dayl 

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Thou  hast  a  mes-sage,  0     let     it     be  heard,  Help  some-bod-y  to-day! 

Grief  is    the  por-tion  of  some  ev-  'ry-where,  H-lpsjme-bod-y  to-day! 

Some  one  the  jour- ney  to  glo  -  ry  should  start,  Help  some-bod-y  to  -  day! 

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No.  24.        Since  I  Have  Been  Redeemed. 

E.    O.    E.  COPYRIGHT,   1912,    BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.       RENEWAL.  E.    O. 


COPYRIGHT,   1912,    BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.       RENEWAL.  E.    O.    EXCCU. 

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a  Wit -ness  bright  and  clear,  Since  I  have  been  re 

a  joy      I    can't    ex-press,  Since  I  have  been  re 

a  home  pre-pared  for    me,  Since  I  have  been  re 


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Dis  -  pel  -  ling  ev  -  'ry  doubt  and  fear.  Since 
All  thro'  His  blood  and  right-eous  -  ness,  Since 
Where  I     shall  dwell  e  -  ter  -  nal 


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Son^  I've  Loved  So  Lon*. 


COPYRIGHT,   1906,  BY  CHAS.    H.  WOODMAN. 


R.  F.  Chalk. 


F.  5.  Stanton,  Mus.  Bac. 


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of    tri-als  That  bore  me  sad-lydown,  And  each  day  bro't  new 
of  doubting,  Not  knowing  where  to  find     A  resting-place  so 
keeps  singing  The  song  which  wafts  my  soul  On ,  ever  tow'rd  the 


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troubles,  Which  pleasure  could  not  drown;  But  now  with  heav'nly  an-thems, These 
cer-tain  No  doubts  could  cross  my  mind;  When  that  old  song— Redemption, Filled 
sing-ers  Where  ev-'ry  whit  made  whole;  Therein  that  heav'nly  cho  -  rus.  Be 


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soul   sings  on  its  song.     The  blessed,  sweet  old  sto-ry,That  I  have 
woes  my  soul  make  strong,  And  day  by  day  I'm  sing-ing  The  song  I've 
me  with  strains  that  bring  The  vic-t'ry  o-ver  doubting,  The  song  I 
yond the  land  of  wrong,  I'll  sing  the  song — Redemption, The  song  I've 


loved  so 
loved  so 
love  to 
loved  so 


long, 
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sing. 
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No.  26. 

F.  D.  B. 


Pounded  On  the  Rock. 

COPYRIGHT,   1905,  BY  OHAS.  H.  WOODMAN. 


F.  D.  Barnes.   Arr. 


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1.  On    the  Rock  of    A  -  ges  found-ed,      Safe  re-treat  for  souls  op-pressed; 

2.  On    the  Rock  of    A  -  ges  found-ed,     'Mid  the  storms  and  wrecks  of  time; 

3.  On    the  Rock  of    A  -  ges  tound-ed,      Here  my  house  se- cure- ly  stands; 


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a  sure  foun-da  -  tion?  Do 

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at   last    I  found  my  rest. 
Re-deem-er,  Thou  art  mine, 
not  build  up  -  on  the  sands. 


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*  Rock  of     A  -  gesl  Rock  of    A  -  ges!  How 


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No.  27. 


We  Are  Voyagers. 

USED  ev  PERMISSION  OF  OLIVER  DIT60N  CO. 


Arranged. 


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1.  We    are  voy'gers  on    the    o-cean,  and  our  des-tl-ny   we  know,  For  our 

2.  Tho' the  winds  are  strongly  blowing,  and  tho' high  the  bil-lows  roll,    It    will 

3.  We  have  passed  the  coast  of  Bab-y  -  Ion,  and  Me  -  do-Per-sian  piers.  We  have 

4.  0    how  glo  -  ri-ous  the  moment  when  our  keel  shall  strike  the  strand,  And  our 


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chart  has  been  pomtmg  out  the  way,     And  our  Captain  He   is  cheering  us  as 
on  -  ly  make  us  sigh  for  land  the  more;   And  our  rest  will  be  the  sweeter  when  we 
left  the  realm  of  Grecia  far  be-hind;  We've  been  sailing  down  the  Roman  coast  for 
watching  eyes  once  greet  the  hills  of  home!  There  our  stay  will  be  eternal  with  the 

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thro'  the  night  we  go.   Saying, "Courage, sailors,  soon  you'll  see  the  day." 
reach  that  heav'nly  goal, There  to  shout  our  voy-age  0 -ver  on    the  shore, 
nineteen  hun-dred  years.  And  our  chart  declares  the  port  we  soon  shall  find, 
ho  -  ly,  hap  -  py  band,  And  the  bliss-ful  bow'rs  of   E  -  den  we  may  roam. 

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No.  28.  The  Christian's  Hope. 


P    P    P    P    P~ir 


DooUttle. 


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It  buoys  us  up  while  pass-ingthro'  This 

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It  buoys  us  up  while  passing  thro'  This  wilderness  of       woe, 
woe,  It  buoys  us     up  while  passing  thro' 


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through         This    wil-der-ness  of 
wil-der-ness  of       woe, 


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This  wil-der-ness  of     woe. 
This  wil-der-ness  of     woe. 


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It    buoys  us   up  while  pass-ing  thro' 

2  It  points  us  to  a  land  of  rest,  ||:For  all  who  gain  that  heavenly  land 

Where  saints  with  Christ  shall  reign;  Will  be  as  angels  are.:| 

II: Where  we  shall  naeet  the  loved  of  earth,  4  piy^  lingering  moments,  fly,  0  fly! 
And  never  part  again.  :I|  Dear  Savior,  quickly  come! 

3  In  that  bright  world  no  tears  will  flow,  ||:We  long  to  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 

Death  ne'er  can  enter  there —  And  reach  that  blissful  home.  :[] 


No.  29. 


Satisfied. 


A.  H.  Ackley. 


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WORDS  AND  MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,    1909,   BY  B.  0.  ACKLEY. 
E.  O  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  When  I  have  fin-ished  my  pil  -  grim-age  here,  When  shall  have  vanished  temp- 

2.  When  I    am  troub-led  by  grief  and   de-spair,  Grace  nev-er- fail- ing   a^ 

3.  When  I  have  trav-eled  the  way  with  my  Lord,  Count-ing  the  mile-posts  by 


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ta  -  tion  and  fear.  As  in  the  arms  of  His  love  I  a  -  bide, 
waits  me  up  there;  Will -ing  to  trust  Him  what- ev  -  er  be  -  tide, 
faith  in    His  word,     Liv  -  ing  and    dy  -  ing  with  Him     at      my    side. 


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shall    be 

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sat     -     is  -  fied; 

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in  -  fi  -  nite  love,      I  shall  be  sat  -  is    -  fied. 


Shel-tered  a-bove  by  His 

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No.  30. 


Mrs.  E.  E.  Miles. 


Not  Far  Away. 

COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


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1.  Not  far    a  -  way  it  li-eth, 

2.  Not  far    a  -  way  it  li-eth, 

3.  Not  far    a  -  way  it  li-eth, 

4.  Not  for    a  -  way  it  li-eth. 


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the  land  of  peace  and  rest;  The  long-so't  "better 
the  cit-y  wondrous  fair ,  Whose  walls  and  firm  f  oun- 
'tis  near-ing  day  by  day,  The  bor-ders  of    the 
not  far,"just  o-ver  there,"The"place"with  "many 


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CQuntry" — God's  promise  to  the  blest.  Thehorae  with  joys  e  -  ter  -  nal,  with 
da  -  tions  are  built  of  jew-els  rare,  With  gates  of  pearl  re-splen-dent,  with 
Home-land, end  of  the  Pil-grim  way.  On  -  ly  the  roll-ing  Jor- dan  seems 
mansions,  "Christ  left  us  to  pre  -  pare;  The  veil  that  hides  Him  from  us,  soon 


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E  -  den  beau-ty  bright, That  hath  no  pam  or  sor-row,  no  shad-ow  and  no 
streets  of  shin-ing  gold.  With  tree  of  life  un  -  fad-ing,  and  glo  -  ries  still  un- 
now  to  in  -  ter-vene.  On  -  ly  the  mists  of  morn-ing,  like  shadows  lie  be- 
rent  in  twain  will   be.   And  earth's  long-absent  Sovereign  our  longing  eyes  shall 

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No.  31. 


C.  H.  G. 


0  That  Will  Be  Glory. 

COPYRIGHT,   leOO,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  GabrleL 


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1.  When  all  my    la-bors  and    tri-als  are  o'er,    And    I    am  safe  on  that 

2.  When,  by  the  gift    of  His    in  -  fi-nite  grace,     I    am    ac-cord-ed    in 

3.  Friends  will  be  there  I  have  loved  long  a  -go;      Joy  like    a    riv-er     a- 


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beau  -  ti  -  ful  shore,     Just    to      be  near    the  dear  Lord    I  a  -  dore, 

glo  -  ry       a    place,     Just    to     be  there  and   to  look  on  His  face, 

round  me  will  flow;      Yet,  just     a  smile  from  my  Sav-ior,  I    know, 

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glo-ry  for  me,  Glo-ry  for  me,  glo-ry  forme;      When  by  His  grace 

be  glo-ry  for  me,  Glo-ry  for  me,  glo-ry  for  me;   .... 


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No.  32. 


Gome  to  Pis^ah's  Mountain. 


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1.  Come,alI  ye  saints,  to  Pisgah'smountain,Come  view  your  home  beyond  the  tide; 

2.  There  end-less  springs  of  life  are  flow-ing,  There  are  the  fields  of  liv-ing  green; 

3.  Faith  now  be-holds  the  flowing  riv  -  er,   Com-ing  from  underneath  the  throne; 

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The    land  we  love  is  just  be-fore  us,  Soon  we'll  be   on  the  oth  -  er 

Man  -  sions  of  beau-ty  are    be-fore  them,  And  the  King  of  the  saints  is 

There,  too,  the  Savior  reigns  for-ev  -  er,  And  He'll  welcome  the  faithful 

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seen, 
home. 


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Soon  our  conflicts  and  toils  will  be  end  -  ed,  We'll  be  tried  and  tempted  no  more; 
Would  you  walk  by  the  banks  of  the  river ,  With  the  friendsy  ouhave  loved  by  your  side? 


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And    they  who  have  loved  His  appearing,  With  Him  shall  e-ter-nal  -  ly   live 

And  the  saints  of  all   a  -  ges  and  na-tions  We  shall  greet  on  that  heavenly  shore. 

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We  sigh  for  the  land  Thou  hast  promised,  And  the  dawn  of  the  bright,  endless  day. 


No.  33. 


F.  A.  B. 


He  Goes  With  Me  There. 

COPYRIGHT,   le05,  BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER, 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  In  sweet  and  in  blessed  com-mun-ion,     Wejour-ney   to-geth-er     a  -  long; 

3.  By  faith  I'm  now  walking  with  Je-sus,   Andcast-ing    on  Him  all   my  care; 

4.  If     then  to  Geth-sem-a-ne's  gar-den,    Or  Pisgah's  bold  heights  I  shall  go, 

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To-morrow,  perchance, with  a  song; 
As-sists  me    to    do   and  to    dare; 
It    is    for  my  good,  I  shall  know. 

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And  all  the  while  feel-ing  His  pres-ence,  And  all  the  while  breathing  a  prayer, 
As-sists  me  to    ev  -  er  prove  faithful,     To    o -ver-come  ev-er  -  y-where, 
Then,  Savior,  con-tin-ue    to  guide  me,     To  turn  me  from  by-path  and  snare. 


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And  lifts  me  a-bove  earth's  hard  places,  In  Je-sus,  who  goes  with  me  there. 
E'en  thankful  make  me  for  hard  pla-ces.  Since  Thou,  Lord,  dost  go  with  me  there. 


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F.  A.  B. 


Ripening  Together. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  To-geth  -  er      they  are  grow  -  ing,    The  wheat  be -side    the      tares; 

2.  E'en  now    the     fields  are  whit  -  ened,  And  read  -y      do      ap  -  pear 

3.  Let    us       im  -  prove  each  mo  -  ment,  In    love  and  works    a  -  bound; 


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The     sun -shine  of  God's  mer  -  cy      For  har  -  vest  each  pre  -  pares. 

For   work    of  an  -  gel    reap  -  ers, — The  har  -  vest  must    be     near. 

That    we    may  in  the     bar  -  vest      A-mong  the  wheat  be     found. 


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INa  35.     The  Way  of  the  Gross  Leads  Homa 


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COPVRiaHT,   1806,   BY  0HA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPVBIOHT,  IS07,  By  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


ChM.  H.  Oabriel. 


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1.  I  most  needs  go  home  by    the  way    of    the  cross,  There's  no  oth>er 

2.  I  mast  needs  go    on     in     the  blood-sprinkled  way,  The  path  that  tho 

3.  Then   I     bid  fare  -  well  to    the  way    of    the  world.  To  walk   in     it 


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nev  -  er    more;     For    my  Lord  says  "Come,"  and  I    seek    my   home, 


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Where  the  soul 
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F.  A.  B. 


Established  Goings. 

COPYRIGHT,  1905,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


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1.  I     will  bless  the  Lord  for-ev-er  -  more,  Joy-ful-Iy  sing  praises  to  His  name; 

2.  How  my  soul  doth  mag-ni-fy  the  Lord,  Who  inclined  His  ear  and  heard  my  cry, 

3.  From  the  depths  of  human  sin  and  woe,  Where  no  arm  of  flesh  could  reach  and  save, 

4.  0    how  peaceful  now  the  life  I    live,      0  how  sweet  the  song  he  gave  to    me. 


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Put  a  glad,  new  song  in-to  my  mouth,  E-ven  praise  to  Him  who  rules  on  high. 
He  hath  lift  -  ed  me  to  heights  a-bove.  Where  no  more  can  sin  my  soul  en-slave. 
And  how  pleasant  is  the  way  He  leads:  Glo  -  ry  to  His  name  for  -  ev-er    be! 


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No.  37. 


W.  C.  Poole. 


Christ  Shall  Be  Kin*. 

COPYRIGHT,    1813,   8Y  CHA8.   H.  GABRIEL. 
E.    O.    EXCELL,   OWNER. 


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1.  Christ  shall  be  King  of  the  whole  wideworld,He  shall  be  King, let  prais-es  ring! 

2.  Christ  shall  be  King  o  -  ver  land  and   sea,   He  shall  be  King, let  prais-es  ring! 

3.  Christ  shall  be  King  in  my  heart  to -day,  He  shall  be  King,let  prais-es  ring! 

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Un-der  His  banner  of  love  unfurled,  There  shall  be  gathered  the  whole  wide  world. 
He  who  redeemed  us  and  made  us  free,  King  of  the  world  shall  for-ev  -  er    be, 
0-ver  each  tho't  and  each  purpose  sway, All  that  I  have  shall  be  His    al  -  way, 


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Yes,  Christ  shall  be  the  King. 

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know  His  great  sal- va-tion;  Christ  shall  be  the  King,  He  shall  be    the  Kmg. 

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No.  38.  When  the  Angels  Gome. 

FROM  "THE  CROWNING  TRIUMPH." 
I.   I.   Leslie.  BY  PERMISSION  OF  F.  A.   NORTH  &  CO, 


E.  M.  Clark. 


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1.  When   the    an  -  gels  come  to    take     All    the    cho  -  sen    ones    a  -  way; 

2.  When   the  shin  -  ing    an- gels  come,  With  the  trump-et's  might-y   sound, 

3.  0    what  glo  -  ry   there  will    be     When  the  heav'n-ly  hosts  ap  -  pearl 

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When  the  sleep-ing  saints  of  God    a  -  wake.  At    the  dawn-ing  of  that  day; 
Call  -  ing  from  the  o-pened  grave  and  tomb.  All    the  saints  the  world  around, 

When  the  count-less  an  -  gel  forms  we  see,     And  their  ser  -  aph  voi-ces  hear! 

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When  the  saved  shall  gathered  be.  Will,  0  will  some  an  -gel  come  for  me? 
As  they  rise  from  land  and  sea,  Will,  0  will  some  an  -gel  come  for  me? 
When  those  scenes  at  length  I  see,  May,  0  may    an   an -gel  come  for  me? 


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0  what  joy, what  joy  1 0  what  joy  that  day.  When  they  carry,  carry  us  a  -  way! 


No.  39. 


Dr.  E.  T.  Cossel. 


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The  Kind's  Business. 

COPYRIGHT,    1902.  BY  E     O     EXCELl 
WORDS  AND   MUSIC. 


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1.  I       am    a    stran-ger  here,  with  -  in     a    for -sign  land;  My  home  is 

2.  This   is    the  King's  command:  that  all  men,  ev  - 'ry- where,  Re-pent  and 

3.  My  home  is  bright-er  far    than  Shar-on's  ro  -  sy  plain,  E-ter-nal 

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turn  a-way  from  sui'sse- due- tive  snare;  That  all  who  will  o-bey,  with 
life  iand  joy  thro'-out  its  vast   do-main;  My  Sov'reign  bids  me  tell  how 

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Him   shall  reign  for  aye,  And  that's  my  business  for    my  King.  This  is   the 

mor  -  tals  there  may  dwell.  And  that's  my  business  for    my  King. 


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No.  40. 


F.  A.  B. 


The  Old-Time  Gospel. 

COPYRIGHT,  1816,  BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


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Men's  hearts  and  lives    to  search, 
At  the  tem-plepreached  that  day. 
With  the  old-time  ring  and   fire, 
That       Je  -  sus     at     the  well 
So  old,  yet     ev  -  er    new! 

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When  the  lame  man  leaped  and  wor-shiped,  And    a  host 

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Just  Over  There. 

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2.  Trust-ing  the  promise — "I  will  not  forget  thee,"  Onward  will    I    go  with 

3.  When  at  the  gold-en  por-tals    I  am  standing,  All  my  trib  -  u  -  la-tions. 


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songs  of  joy  and  love;  Tho' earth  de-spise  me,  tho' my  friends  forsake  me, 
all    my  sorrows  past,    How  sweet  to  hear  the  bless-ed  proc-la-ma-tion. 


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Just  be-yond  is  shining  one  e  -  ter-nal  day. 

I      shall  be  remembered  by  my  Lord  above.    I will  not  forget  theeor 

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James  Rowe. 


In  His  Sunlight. 

COPYRIGHT,    1914,   BY  E.   O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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2.  0     my  bless-  ed     Sav-iorl  He     is    mine    for  -  ev  -  er,     And  will 

3.  Oh,  the  peace  and  pleas -ure,  oh,  the  price -less    treas-ure      Of     the 


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be  my  near -est,  dear -est  Friend;  That  is  why  I  love  Him,  ha  v- ing 
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Amazin.^  Grace. 


J.  Newton. 


Arr.  by  G.  E.  Lee. 


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1.  A   -  maz -ing  grace!  how  sweet  the  sound  That  saved  a    wretch  like  me! 

2.  Thro'  man  -  y    dan  -  gers,  toils  and  snares,  I     have  al  -  read  -  y     come; 

3.  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail,  And  mor-tal    life  shall  cease, 


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'Tis  grace  has  bro't  me   safe   thus  far,  And  grace  will    lead  me    home. 
I       shall  pos-sess,    with -in    the   veil,     A      life     of      joy    and  peace. 


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The  Lord  hath  promised  good  to  me,  His  word  my  hope  se  ■ 
This  earth  will  soon  dis  -  solve  like  snow.  The   sun    for-bear    to 

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Tii  2:  IS. 


Thoro  Hasbis. 


1.0       shout  a -loud  the  tid-ings,  Re  -  peat  the  joy-ful  strain;  Let     all    the 

2.  Signs    in  the  heav'n  a-bove   us,  In     sun  and  moon  and  sky,  Pro-claim    to 

3.  We'll  watch  for  his  re-tum-ingWithlampswelltrimm'd  and  bright;  He  com-eth 


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wait-ing    na  -  tions  This  mes-sage  hear     a -gain:    The    spot-L 

all      the  faith  -  ful   Re  -  demp-tion  draw  -  eth  nigh;    The  hearts  of   men  are 

to        the  care  -  less  As  thieves  break  thro'  atnight;  "Welldone,  thougoodand 


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quak-ing  And  fail-ing  them  for  fear:  Je  -  sus' com- ing  draw  -  eth  near, 
faith  -  ful"— 0  may  we  hear  the  word,  "Share  the  joy   of  Christ   thy    Lord." 


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No.  46. 


The  Unchan^in*  One. 


F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,   1905,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  To      the  burdened  one  by  the  weight  of  sin,  0  how  oft -en    did  He  say, 

3.  Then  they  bro't  their  sick  to  the  Master's  feet,  And  He  nev  -  er  said  them  nay, 

4.  When  with  "one  ac-cord"  His  dis-ci-ples  prayed  On  that  Pen-te  -  cos  -  tal  day, 

5.  "Je-sus  Christ  the  same  yes-ter-day,  to-day,  And  for- ev-er,"  doth  it    say 

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"Free-ly  I  for -give,  go  and  sin  no  more,"  But  is  He  the  same  to  -  day?" 
For  He  healed  them  all  with  His  gracious  touch,  But  is  He  the  same  to  • 
As  He  said,  the  Spir  -  it  up-on  them  came,  But  is  He  the  same  to  • 
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Keep  the  Heart  Sin^in*. 

COPYRIGHT,    1902,    By  CHA8.   H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,    1907,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 


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1.  We  may  light -en  toil  and  care,    Or    a    heav-y  bur-den  share,  With  a 

2.  If     His  love    is    in  the  soul,  And  we  yield  to  His  con-trol.  Sweetest 

3.  How  a    word  of  love  will  cheer.  Kin-die  hope,  and  ban-ish  fear,  Soothe  a 

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mu  -  sic  will  the  lone  -ly  hours  be  -  guile;  We  may  drive  the  clouds  a- way, 
pain,  or  take  a  -  way  the  sting  of   guile;     Oh,  how  much  we  all  may  do, 


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With  a  ha  -  lo  of  de-light,  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 
Cheerandbless  the  darkest  day.  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing  all  the  while. 
In     the  world  we  trav-el  thro'.  If  we  keep  the  heart  singing    all    the  while. 


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E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  On-ward  will     I    jour -ney,  thro  life's  rain    or  shine,  Held  by  my 

2.  In     the  paths  ap-point-ed,  led    by  change-less  love,   Held  by  my 

3.  In     the  Sav-lor's  car-ing,    I    will    fear     no        ill,     Held  by  my 

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hand; Serv  -  ing  Him  with  gladness, strengthened 

hand; In    the    si  -  lent    val  -  ley,  He'll  be 

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pow'r    di  -  vme.    Held     by    my  Sav-ior's  might-y       hand. 

from      a  -  bove.    Held     by    my  Sav-ior's  might-y       hand 

with     me    still,    Held     by    my  Sav-ior's  might-y       hand 

His  might-y    hand. 


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No.  49. 


Moderato. 


GhrixSt's  Coming. 


COPYRIGHT,    leoe,   BY  CHAS.   H.  WOODMAN. 


H.  W.  Seamans. 


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and  I'm  wait-ing,    Each  mo-ment  of    the      day; 


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Lanta  Wilson  Smith. 


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Scatter  Sunshine. 

COPrRIQHT,    1892,   BY  E    O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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3.  When  the  days  are  gloom-y    Sing  some  hay- py   song;  Meet  the  world's  re- 


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dai  -  ly  Lit  -  tie  kind  -  ly  deeds;  Oh,  what  care  and  sor  -  row 
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Don't  Por^et  to  Pray. 

COPYRIGHT,    1814,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MU6IC. 


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2.  When  the    sun      is  bright  -  ly    shin  -  ing,  Don't  for  -  get  to  pray; 

3.  0         the  bliss  this  won-drous  friend-ship  Will  your  soul  af  -  ford, 

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The  Troubled  Waters. 


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2.  God  call-ing  yet!  shall  I      not  rise?    Can    I  His  lov  -  ing  voice  de  -  spise, 

3.  God  call-ing  yet!  and  shall  He  knock,  And    I  my  heart  the  clo-ser   lock? 

4.  God  call-ing  yet!    I     ca_n-not  stay,   My  heart  I  yield  with-out  de  -  lay; 


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He    still    is    wait -ing  to      re-ceive,  And  shall  I    dare  His  Spir-it    grieve? 
Vain  world,  farewell,  from  thee  I  part;  The  voice  of  God  has  reached  my  heart. 


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Charlotte  G.  Homer. 


The  Gall  to  Arms. 

COPYRIGHT,   leOS,   BV  CHA8.   H.   GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,   OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  The  trump-et  of  bat -tie  is    sound-ing!  0  sol  -  dier,  e-quip  for  the  fight! 

2.  North, east, southandwestnewoppresionsOf  sin   are  revealed  ev-'ry  day; 

3.  The    le-gions  of  Sa  -  tan  ad  -  vane  -  ing  With  boldness  our  val-or  de  -  fy ; 

4.  A  -  rise,  in  the  name  of  Je  -  ho-vah,  Andgo   to  the  front  at  His  word! 


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Then, Christian, whyyetvrillyouslum-ber?Toarms!  andto  du  -  ty   a-wayl 
Entrenchments  they  dai-ly  are  build  -  ing!  Oh,  why  will  we  stand  i-dly     by! 
Be        loy  -  al  and  true  and  cou  -  ra  -  geous  To  die,  if  you  must,  for  the  Lord. 


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Dr.  B.  T.  Cassel. 


Loyalty  to  Christ. 

COPYRIGHT,    1894,    1898,    BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Flora  H.  Cassel. 


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1.  From  0  -  ver  hill  and  plain  There  comes  the  signal  strain, 'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

2.  0  hear,  ye  brave, the  sound  That  movesthe  earth  around, 'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

3.  Come,  join  our  loyal  throng,We'll  rout  the  gi-ant  wrong, 'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty, 

4.  The  strength  of  youth  we  lay  At  Je-sus' feet  to-day,  'Tis  loy-al-ty,  loy-al-ty. 


loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  Its   mu- sic  rolls  a  -  long.  The  hills  take  up  the  song, 

loy-al-ty  to  Christ;  A  -  rise  to  dare  and    do,  Ring  out  the  watch- word  true, 

loy  -  al  -  ty  to  Christ;  Where  Satan's  banners  float  We'll  send  the  bu  -  gle  note, 

loy  -  al  -  ty  to  Christ;  His  gos-pel  we'll  pro-claim  Thro'-out  the  world's  domain, 


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No.  56.  The  Hope  Set  Before  You. 


Panny  J.  Crosby. 


COPYRIGHT,  1910,  BY  E.   O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  Lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  before  you,  And  let     not  a  moment  be    lost, 

2.  Lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  before  you,  Of    Ufa   that  you  now  may  receive, 

3.  Lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  before  you.  Of    joy    that  no  mortal  can  speak; 

4.  Lay  hold  on  the  hope  set  before  you,   A   hope  that  is  steadfast  and  sure; 


The    Sav-ior  has  purchased  your  ransom,  But  think  what  a  price  it  hath  cost! 
If,     glad  -  ly  His  mer-cy  ac  -  cept-ing.  You  tru  -  ly  re-pent  and  be-lieve. 
It      tell  -  eth  of  rest  for  the  wear-y.  Thro'  Je  -  sus,  the  low-ly  and  meek. 
0     haste    to  the  bless-ed  Ke-deem-er,  The  lov  -  ing,  the  perfect  and  pure. 


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Behold!  What  Love! 

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2.  Though  now  iu- deed  the  sons     of  God,    The  world  knoweth  us     not; 

3.  What  we  shall  soon  in     glo  -  ry    be,     It     doth   not  yet    ap  -  pear; 

4.  And    ev  - 'ry    man  that  hath  this  hope,  Him-self    dothpu  -  ri  -  fy; 


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Be  -  cause  it  knew  not  Christ  the  Lord,  Who  hath    our  son -ship  bought. 
But    this   we  know,  that  when  He  comes.  We    shall    His  im  -  age    bear. 
E  -  ven    as    He,   our  Lord,  is    pure.  In      whom  no    sin  doth    lie. 


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Growing  Dearer  Each  Day. 

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E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1 .  How    sweet  is  the  love  of  my  Savior ! '  T  is  bound-less  and  deep  as  the  sea;  And 

2.  I         knowHeis  ev-er  be-sideme!   E  -  ter  -    ni-ty  on -ly  will  prove  The 

3.  Wher-ev  -  er  Heleadslwillfol-low,  Thro' aor-row,  or  shadow,  or  sun;  And 

4.  Some  day  face  to  face  I  shall  see  Him,  And  oh,    what  a  joy   it  will  be     To 

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heightandthedepthof  His  mercy,  And  the  breadth  of  His  in  -  fi-nite  love, 
tho'       I  betriedinthefur-nace,  I    can   say,  "Lord,  Thy  will  be  it    done." 
know  that  Hislove,  now  so  precious,  Willfor-ev  -    er  grow  sweeter  to   me! 


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We've  a  Story  to  Tell. 


Colin  Sterne. 

Voices  in  Unison. 


H.  E.  Nichol. 


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1.  We've  a  sto  -  ry  to  tell  to  the  na 

2.  We've  a  song    to  be  sung  to  the  na 

3.  We've  a  mes  -  sage  to  give  to  the  na 

4.  We've  a  Sav  -  ior  to  show  to  the  na 


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Hath  sent  us    His  Son  to      save      us, 
That  all  of  the  world's  great  peo  -  pie 


turn  their  hearts  to  the  right, 

lift    their  hearts  to  the  Lord; 

Lord  Who  reigneth  a  -  bove, 

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Servant  of  God,  Awake. 


Charlotte  Q.  Homer. 


COPYRIQHT,  1B0S,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.   EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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2.  Wide    are  the  plains  that  glimm' ring  lie    be  -  fore    thee  Ripe  un  -  to 

3.  Up!       in  the  name     of  Him  who  died  to    save   you;  Seek  for    the 

4.  "He    that  en  -  dur  -  eth,"is    the  word  re -cord  -  ed,  Shall  joy  and 


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bar  -  vest;  thrust  the  sick-le    inl      High     in 'the  heav'ns  the  sun   is  burn-ing 

err   -  ing  as    He  sought  for  you!      Al  -  ways  re-mem  -  ber  what  in  love  He 

ev    -    er-last-ing  life  ob  -  tain;     To     him  a  crown    at   last  shall  be     a- 

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No.  63.  He  Purchased  Life  for  Me. 

C    M    Keach.  copyright,  i9oa,  by  a.  e.  bloom. 

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2.0     wondrous  grace!  how  could  it    be  That  Christ  should  love  a  worm  like  me, 

3.  Oh,  now    I     see    the  crim-son  tide,  The  fount  of     life    is      opened  wide; 

4.  And  soon  His   glo  -  ry     I  shall  share,  Then  I    the  crown  of    life  will  wear; 

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My    Sav  -  ior    died    on  Cal  -  va  -  ry  To     pur-chase  life  for  me. 

And    suf  -  fer     on     the  cru  •  el    tree  To     pur-chase  life  for  me? 

My    Sav  -  ior,  Christ,  was  cru  -  ci  -  fied,  And  there    is  life  for  me. 

Be  -  hold  Him   who  my  sins  did  bear  To     pur-chase  life  for  me. 

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E.  O.  E. 


A  Little  Bit  of  Love. 

To  my  Friend,  Marion  Lawrance. 

COPYRIGHT,    1904,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL.       WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


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2.  From  the  poor  of    ev-'rycit-y,   For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love,  Hands  are 

3.  Down  be -fore  their  i  -  dols  fall-ing,  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love,  Man  -y 

4.  While  the  souls  of  men  are  dy-ing  For  a  lit -tie  bit  of  love.  While  the 


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reach-ing  out  in  pit-y     For  a   lit -tie  bit  of  love;  Some  have  burdens  hard  to 
souls   in  vain  are  call-ing  For  a    lit -tie  bit  of  love;    If  they  die  in   sin  and 
chil-dren,too,arecry-ing  For  a    lit -tie  bit  of  love.  Stand  no  lon-ger   i-dly 

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bear, Some  have  sorrows  we  should  share;  Shall  they  falter  and  de-spair  For  a 
shame, Some  one  sure-Iy  is  to  blame  Fornotgo-ing  in  His  name.  With  a 
by.     You  can  help  them  if  you  try;    Go,then,saying,"HereamI,"Witha 


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No.  65. 


Roy  S.  Armstrons. 


Over  and  Over  A^ain. 

COPYHJGHT,    1812,   BY  E.  O     EXCELl. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  How  man-y  times  has  He  lightened  our  cares,  O-ver  and  o-ver   a-  gain!  How 

2.  He  ne'er  re-fus-es  to  hear,  tho' we  call    0  -  ver  and  o-ver    a-  gain,  Sends 

3.  Tho'  we  may  wander  in  by-ways  of  sin,    0  -  ver  and  o-ver    a  -  gam,  The 

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show'rs  of  blessings  so  freely  on  all,    O-ver  and  o  -  ver  a  -  gain;  Oh,  why  are  you 
heart  of  Je-sus  will  bid  us  come  in,   O-ver  and  o-ver  a  -  gain;  Then  let  us  be 

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si  -  lent  so  often,  so  longjWhen  telling  the  story  will  tmn  them  from  wrong?  Then 
will  -  ing,wher-ev-er  the  place,  To  tell  of  His  kindness,  His  pardon.  His  grace,  And 


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peat  the  old  sto-ry  of  par-don  di-vine,  O-ver  and  o-ver  a  -  gain 

tell    it,   0  tell  it  in  praise  or  in  song, 

someday  in  glory  we'll  look  on  His  face,  0     -     -     ver      and     o-ver  a-   gain. 


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3.  The   saints,  then  all  -  vie  -  to  -  rious,  Will      go     to  meet  their  Lord; 

4.  0       Chris-tian,  keep  from  sleep-ing,    And      let  your  love    a  -  bound; 


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And    na-tions,  loud  la  -  ment-ing,    Shall  sink 
An    earth  both  bright  and  glo  -  rious.  Will    then 
Be  watch-ful,  prayer- ful,    faith  -  ful,     The  trump 


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And   God  Him-self  there  reign  -  ing, 
0        sin  -  ner,  hear  the    warn  -  ing! 


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vain,  in  vain  they  cry: 

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The  day  of  grace  is  end  -  ed. 
Nor  clouds,  nor  night  re  -  main  -  ing. 
Then    you,    in  that  blest  morn -ing. 


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meet  Him  in    the     air. 

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one    e  -  ter-nal      day. 
meet  Him  in    the      sky. 


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F.  A.  B. 


My  King  is  Coming. 

COPrRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  God's  proph-ets  oft  have  spo-ken,  Their  words  ful-filled  give   to -ken     That 

3.  0       day    of  days  most  glo-rious,  When  He,    my  King  vie  -  to-rious,    A- 

4.  What  joy    to   dwell    for-ev  -  er  Where  sin    can  en  -  ter  nev  -  er,     With 

5.  Lost  one,  no  more    de-lay-ing,  For  par -don  hum- bly  pray-ing,    Seek 


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He,    our  great  De  -  liv  -  'rer  soon  will  come   In 
long  the  shin  -  ing  path-way  shall  ap  -  pear;  Day 
all     the  saints  im-mor  -  tal    o  -  ver  there;  No 
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pow  -  er  and  bright  glo  -  ry, 

of    Di  -  vine  in  -  spec-tion, 

sor  -  row  and  no    cry  -  ing, 

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To    save, — 0    won-drous  sto  -  ry! — His    long 
Trans  -  la  -  tion,  res  -  ur-rec-tion,  The  days 
No    sick  -  ness  and     no     dy  -  ing,  Made  like 
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E.  O.  Butterfleld. 


Hear  My  Prayer. 

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1.  0        God,  I     lift  my     voice  to  Thee,  In  tones    of  deep  de-spair; 

2.  Dear  Sav-ior!  help  me       to    pre-vail,    In  all     my  sor-rows  share; 

3.  I've  wandered  long  in      paths  of    sin,    Far  from  Thy  fold  of    care; 

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I        know  Thy  mer-cy       can -not  fail,  0  Fa-ther,  hear  my  prayer. 

Guide  me    in  paths   of    peace    a -gain,  0  Fa-ther,  hear   my  prayer. 

Fit       me    to  dwell    in    peace  with  Thee,  0  Fa-ther,  hear  my  prayer. 


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No  Room  For  Jesus. 


A.  B. 

Effective   as  a  Solo. 


COPrRIGHT,  1915.  BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


1.  There  was  no  room  for  Him  in    the  inn,  Beth-le-hem'sheav-en-ly  Stranger; 

2.  "Fox  -  as  have  holes,  "the  Master  once  said, ' ' Birds  have  tlieir  nests,  "but  how  truly 

3.  Filled  was  His  life  with  slightings  of  men,  King,but  the  world  never  knew  Him; 

4.  There  is    no  room  for    Je  -  sus  to  -  day,  Deaf  is  the  world  to  His  plead-ing; 

5.  Wondrous,  He  waits,  still  lov  -  ing  and  true,Friend,at  thy  heart  gently  knocking, 


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He    that  had  come  to  be  King  o  -  ver  men  Had  to  be  born  in  a  man  -  ger. 

He    had  not  where  to  lay  His  dear  head,  Suf-f 'ring  for  us  so  un  -  du  -    ly. 

Spum-ing  His  Son  God  had  sent  to  them, then  Wicked  hands  took  Him  and  slew  Him. 

Steeled  its  cold  heart  and  without  must  He  stay, Spurned  His  divine  in-ter-ced-ing. 

Wait  -  ing  all  night  in  the  darkness  and  dew,  Hasten, the  bars  now  unlock  -  ing! 

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W.  5,  Brown. 


As  a  Volunteer. 

COPYRIGHT,   1907,   BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  A    call  for  loy-al  soldiers  Comes  to  one  and     all;      Soldiers  for  the  con-flict, 

2.  Yes,  Jesus  calls  for  soldiers  Who  are  filled  with  pow'r,  Soldiers  who  will  serve  Him 

3.  He  calls  you, for  He  loves  you  With  a  heart  most  kind,  He  whose  heart  was  broken, 

4.  And  when  the  war  is  o-ver.  And  the  vic-t'ry    won.  When  the  true  and  faithful 

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Ev-'ry    day  and  hour;     He  will  not  for-sake  you,  He    is    ev  -  er  near; 

Bro-ken  for  man-kind;  Now,  just  now  He  calls  you,  Calls  in   accents  clear, 

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E.  M.  Bangs. 


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The  Banner  of  the  Gross. 

COPYRIGHT,  1913,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL.  Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 

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2.  The  Gi-ant  of  Temp-ta-tion  Will  meet  us  as  we    go;  We  need  our  strongest 

3.  The  en  -  e-mies  ap-proaching  Are  Selfishness,  and  Greed,  Vain-glory,  andim- 


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ar  -  mor  To  greet  this  mighty  foe;  But  our  goodsword, Resistance, Will  holdand 
pa-tience:  Our  Leader's  help  we  need.  Yet  ever  march-ing  onward,  Why  have  we 


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bind  him  fast.  And  with  our  Cap-tarn  lead-ing,  We'll  conquer  him  at  last, 
fear    of  loss.  When  o-ver  us       is    float-ing  The  Ban-ner  of     the  Cross? 


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W.  A.  O. 


Look  and  Live. 

COPYRIGHT,    1887,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  I'veamessagefromtheLord,  Hal-Ie-lu-jah!  The  message  un-to  you  I'll  give; 

2.  I've  a  message  full    of  love,  Hal-le-lu-jah!  A  message,  0  my  friend,  for  you; 

3.  Life  is  of-f  ered  un  -  to  you,  Hal-le-lu-jah!  E-ter-nal  life  thy  soul  shall  have, 

4.  I     will  tell  you  how  I  came,  Hal-le-lu-jah!  To  Je-suswhen  He  mademe  whole: 


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'T  is  a  message  from  above,  Hal-le  -  lu  -  jah!  Je-sus  said  it,  and  I  know 't  is  true. 
If  you'll  on -lylook  to  Him,  Hal-le  -lu- jah!  Look  to  Je-sus,  who  a-lone  can  save. 
'T  was  believing  on  Hisname,  Hal-le  -  lu  -  jahl   I       trust-ed,  and  He  saved  my  soul. 


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"Two  or  Three." 


Margaret  E.  Sangster.       copyright.  i9t5  by  f.  a.  blackmer, 
May  be  sung  as  a  Solo, 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


1.  There  were  on  -  ly     two    or  three  of    us    Who  came  to  the  place  of   prayer — 

2.  We         knew  His  look    in  the  leader's  face,  So     rapt,  and  glad,  and  free; 

3.  Each  of     us    felt     the  load  of  sin    From  the  weary  shoulders  fall; 

4.  And         forth  we  fared  in  the  bit  -  ter  rain, But  our  hearts  had  grown  so  warm 


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Came    in     theteethof  a    driv-ing  storm,  But  for  that    we     did  not   care; 
We  felt  His  touch  when  our  heads  were  bowed,  We  heard  His  "Come  to     mel" 
Each    of        us  dropped  the  load  of  care,  And  the  grief  that  was  like  a  pall; 
It  seemed  like  the  pelting  of  summer  flowers,  And    not     the  crash  of  a  storm. 


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Since  after  our  hymn  of  praise  bad  risen.  And  our  earnest  prayers  were  said, 
True,  no-bod-y  saw  Him    lift    the  latch,  And     none  unbarred  the  door; 
And    o-ver  our  spirits  a     bless-ed  calm  Swept  in  from  the  jas-per     sea, 
"Twasatime  of  the  dearest    priv-i-lege  Of  the  Lord's  right  hand,  "we  said, 


The     Master  Him-self    was  pres-ent  there.  And  gave  us  the  liv-ing  bread. 
Buf'Peace"  was  His  token  to  ev'ry  heart.  Oh,  how  could  we  ask  for  more? 
And  strength  was  ours  for  toil  and  strife  In  the  days  that  were  thence  to  be. 
As  we  thought  how  Jesus  Him-self  had  come  To  feed  us  with  liv-ing  bread. 


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He'll  come  to  redeem  the  pledge  he  gave— Wher-ev  -  er  His  peo  -  pie      be, 

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To  stand  Him-self  in  the  midst  of  them,Tho'  they  count  but  two  or  three. 


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Chant. 


The  Lord's  Prayer 

COPYRIGHT,  1916,  BY  F.  A,  BL4CKMER. 


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2.  In        the  mar  -  kets  and  the    by-ways,Whil-ing  pre-cious  hours  a  -way, 

3.  Hear    ye   not    the  faith -ful  sing  -  ing   Of     the    la-  bor  and    the  yield? 


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sor-rows  fling-ing,  Pa-tient-ly   the  sick  -  le  wield:  "Reapers  are  needed,     A- 

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Rev.  A.  H.  Ackley. 


The  Son*  of  My  Heart. 

COPYRIGHT,   1914,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  There's  a  song  in    my  heart, 'tis  Je  -  sus,    Its  mel  -  o  -  dy  came  frow  a  -  bove; 

2.  Its         mu-sic  dis-pels  the  mid-night,  And  scatters  the  foes  that  op -press; 

3.  When   I  sing  with  the  saints  in    glo  -  ry,   No  mel  -  o  -  dy  sweet-er  can  be 


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'T  is  sun-light  to  all  who  can  sing  it,  A  joy  to  the  soul  in  dis- tress. 
Than  Je  -  sus  the  King  of   the    a  -  ges,  The  Sav-iorwho  suf-feredfor  me. 


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More  Like  the  Master. 

COPVRIOHT,   ISOe,  BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1.  More  like  the  Mas  -  ter    Iwouldev-er     be,       More    of  His  meek-nesa, 

2.  More  like  the  Mas  -  ter    is    my  dai  -  ly    prayer;  More  strength  to  car-ry 

3.  More  like  the  Mas  -  ter    I  would  live  and  grow;    More    of  His  love    to 


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cross -es      I  must  bear;   More  earn-est    ef-fort    to  bring  His  king- dom 
oth  -  ers     I  would  show;  More   self -de  -ni  -  al,  like  His    in   Gal  -  i- 


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Take    Thou  my  heart,  .  .    I  would  be  Thine  a -lone;  .  .   Take    Thou  my 

Take  my  heart,  0  take  my  heart,  I    would         be  Thine  a -lone;  Take    my  heart,  0 


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take  my  heart  and  make  it  all  Thine  own;  Purge  Thou  me  from  ev  -  'ry    sin,     0 


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Lord,  I  now  im-plore,        Wash    me  and  keep      me  Thine  for-ev-er-more. 
Lord,       I      DOW  implore,  Wash  and  keep,0  wash  and  keep  me  Thine  for-ev-er-more, 

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We'll  Live  In  Tents. 


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1.  God  bids  His  pec  -  pie   on   the  earth,  Ere  yet  He  comes  and  calls  them  hence, 

2.  It      is    His  will  that  we  should  pass  Like  strangers,  sep-a- rate,  a  -  side, 

3.  He'd  have  us  rear  no  state-ly  tow'rs.  Sink  no  foun-da-tion  walls  of   stone, 

4.  0    broth-er,what-8o  -  ev  -  er   chain  Binds  us  to    flesh  -  ly   lust  and  strife, 


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To  live  un  -  knit  to  home  and  hearth, Like  far-bound  trav-el-ers — in  tents. 
From  all  the  world-en  -  am-ored  mass  That  crowd  the  Bab-y  -  Ions  of  pride. 
But  camp  each  night  a  few  short  hours,  And  ere  the  mor-row's  dawn  move  on. 
Here  let  us    rend    it    in  God'sname,  And  live,  henceforth, the  pil-grim  life. 

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We'll  live  in  tents  un-til  our  feet        Shall  reach  the  land 


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Rev.  J.  Oatman.  Jr. 


Count  Your  Blessings. 

COPYRIGHT,    1897,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
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1.  When  up  -  on  life's  bil-lows  you  are  tem-pest- tossed, When  you  are    dis- 

2.  Are    you    ev  -  er  burdened  with  a  load   of     care?  Does  the  cross  seem 

3.  When  you  look  at    oth-ers  with  their  lands  and  gold, Think  that  Christ  has 

4.  So,       a-  mid  the  conflict,wheth-er great  or    small,    Do    not    be    dis- 

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,  thinking  all  is  lost ,  Count  your  m  an-y  blessings ,  name  them  one  by 
you  are  called  to  bear?  Count  your  man-y  blessings,  ev-'ry  doubt  will 
you  His  wealth  un-told;  Count  your  man-y  blessings,  mon-ey  can  not 
,God  is     0  -  ver    all;  Count  your  man-y  blessings,  an -gels  will    at- 


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fly.    And  you  will  be  singing  as  the  days  go    by.     Count  your  blessings,  Name  them 

buy  Your  reward  in  heaven,  nor  your  home  so  nigh. 

tend.  Help  and  comfort  give  you  to  your  journey's  end. 

Count  your  many  blessingfs. 

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Name  them  one  by  one;  Count  your  many  blessings, 


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No.  80. 


Somebody. 


John  R.  Clements. 


WORDS  AND  MUeiC  COPYRIGHT,   1901,  BY  W.  0.  WECDEN. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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1.  Some-bod-y   did   a    gold -en   deed,  Proving  him -self    a    friend  in   need; 

2.  Some-bod-y  tho't 'tis  sweet  to    live,  Will-bg-ly  said,  "I'm  glad  to  give;" 

3.  Some-bod-y  made  a    lov  -  ing   gift,  Cheer-ful  -  ly  tried    a     load  to   lift; 

4.  Some-bod-y    i  -  died  all    the  hoars,  Care-less-ly  crushed  life's  fair-est  flow're; 

5.  Some-bod-y  filled  the  days  with  light,  Con-stant-ly  chased  a  -way  the  night; 


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Some-bod-y  sang  a  cheer-ful  song,  Bright'ning  the  skies  the  wholedaylong,— 
Some-bod-y  fought  a  val-iant  fight,  Brave-ly  he  lived  to  shield  the  right,— 
Some-bod-y  told  the  love  of  Christ,  Told  how  his  will  was  sac  -  ri  -  ficed,— 
Some-bod-y  made  life  loss,  not  gain,  Tho't-less-ly  seemed  to  live  in  vain, — 
Some-bod-y's  work  bore  joy  and  peace,  Sure-ly    his  Ufe  shall  nev  -  er    cease,— 


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Was    that  some-bod  •  y 


Was  that  some-bod  -  y      you? 


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No.   81. 

T.  O.  Chlsbolm. 


It  Is  Jesus. 


Cbas.  H.  Oabriel. 


1.  Be   -   holdl  One  com-eth     in  the  way,    In  hum-ble  garments  clad;  The  poor-est  of   the 

2.  What  words  of  grace  and  truth  He  speaks,  Ne'er  heard  on  earth  before:  The  burdened  sin-ner 

3.  They    lead  Him  forth  to    Cal-va  -  ry,—  0     see  Him  bleed  and  die!  His  parch-ed  lips  are 

4.  But       lol  what  wondrous  thing  is  done?  The  grave  has  lost  its    deadi  To   weep-ing  ones  H© 


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bears  that  voice,  And  feels  his  sins  no    more; 
plead-ing  now  For  those  who  cru-ci  -  fyl 
le  •  ap-pears.  When  all  their  hopes  had  fled; 

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The  hnn  -  gry,  wea  -  ry,  sick     and  sad   In 

He  calls     the  dead  to     life       a-gain,  Bids 

His  head     is  bowed,  the  cup  has  passed,  His 

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crowds  about  Him  press,—  To  ev  -  'ry  one  He  gives  re-lief, — What  manner  of  man  is  this? 
winds  and  bil-Iows  cease,— None  other  man  such  works  hath  done, — What  manner  of  man  is  this? 
Spir  -  it  finds  re  -lease,—  He  suf-fered  thus  for  you  and  me,— What  manner  of  man  is  this? 
com  -   fort  and  to  bless;  The  heav'ns  receive  Him  from  their  sight,— What  manner  of  man  is  this? 


No.  82. 


Somebody  Knows. 


Alfred  H.  Ackley. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


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1.  Fail  -  ing  in  strength  when  op  -  prest  by    my    foes,  Some-bod-y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 

2.  Why  should  I    fear  when  the    care  -  bil-lows    roll?  Some-bod-y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 

3.  Wound-ed  and  help  -  less  and  sick  with  dis- tress, Some-bod-y  knows,  Some-bod-y  knows; 


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Wait  -  ing  for  some -one  to  ban-ish  my  woes,  Some-bod-y  knows,— 'tis  Je  -  sus. 
When  the  deep  shad  -  ows  sweep  o  -  ver  my  soul,  Some-bod-y  knows, — 'tis  Je  -  sus. 
Long  -  ing  for  home  and    a     moth-er's  ca  -  ress,    Some-bod-y  knows,— 'tis    Je    -    sus. 


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Some-bod  -  y  knows,  Some-bod  -  y  knows  When    I    am  tempt-ed  and  tried  by 


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What  a  Gathering. 


FROM      SONG  TREASURY,"  Bf  PER. 


H.  Kurzenknabe. 


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At  the  sound-ing  of  the  trum-pet,  when  the  saints  are  gathered  home, 
When  the  an  -  gel  of  the  Lord  pro-claims  that  time  shall  be  no  more, 
At  the  great  and  fi  -  nal  judg-ment,  when  the  hid  -  den  comes  to  light, 
When  the  gold  -  en  harps  are  sound-ing,  and  the     an  -  gel  bands  pro-claim 


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We  will    greet  each    oth  -  er  by      the  cry  -  stal 

We  shall    gath  -  er,     and     the  saved    and  ransomed 

When  the  Lord     in       all      His  glo  -  ry  we    shall 

In     tri  -  umph  -  ant  strains  the  glo  -  rious  ju  -  bi 

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the  Lord  Him-self  from  heav-en      to    His     glo  -  ry  bids  them  come, 

to  meet    a  -  gain  to  -  geth  -  er,     on  the  bright,   ce  -  lea  -  tial  shore, 

the  bid  -  ding    of  our    Sav-ior,"Come,ye      bless-ed,    to  my  right," 

to  meet  and  join    to    sing  the  song    of     Mo  -  ses    and  the  Lamb, 


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'ring,  gath    -    -      -     'ring.        At  the  sounding  of  the  glorious  ju-bi- 

loved  ones, when  we'll  meet  with  one    an  -  oth  -  er, 

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Lon.^  We've  Been  Waitin* 


Arr.  by  G.  E.  Lee. 


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1 .  Long  we've  been  waiting  for  Christ  to  come, Long  we  have  watched  for  the  morning; 

2.  Then    in    the  kingdom  for  -  ev  -  er-more,  Chanting  redemption's  glad  story, 

3.  In    the  bright  home  of  the  good  and  blest,  Many, who  long  have  beensl  eeping, 

4.  Cheer  up!   ye  pil-grims,0  cease  your  fears,Shout!  for  the  kingdom  is  nearing; 


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Still  for  that  hap-py,  e  -  ter-nal home, The  pilgrims  are  constantly  longing. 
Safe-ly  at  home, where  the  storms  are  o'er,  We'll  dwell  in  the  mansions  of  glory. 
Meet  us    a  -  gain,  and  for  -  ev  -  er  rest,  Se-cure  from  all  sorrow  and  weeping. 
We  shall  be  free  from  all  griefs  and  tears.  At  Je-sus'  our  Savior's  ap-pear-ing. 


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No.  85. 


For  Sinners  Lost. 


F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT.   19'6,  BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  They  cru  -  ci  -  fied  my  bless  -  ed  Lord,  They  hung  Him   on      a     tree; 

2.  0,      what     a    spec-ta  -  cle  was  this       For  all  earth's  ruin-ed    race — 

3.  What  won  -  der  that  the  earth  grew  dark   And  heav-en's  light's  all  dim? 

4.  The    sum    of     hu  -  man  guilt  and  shame  Was  heaped  up  -  on  Him  there. 

5.  What  ston  -  y  heart  or  conscience  seared  Shall  not   the    sto  -  ry  move, 


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A       righteous  God  from  heav'n  come  down  To  take    the  sin  -  ners' 
Thus  from  the  lov  -  ing  Fa-ther's  view    To    veil     the  sight  of 
Who  knew  no    sin,  yet    for  our  sakes  Such  deep  dis-grace  did 
That  paints  this  scene,thattremb-ling  tells  The  Sav  -  ior'sdy  -  ing 

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No.  86. 


The  Church  in  the  Wildwood. 


w.  s.  p. 


NEW  ARRANGEMENT  OF  WORDS  AND  MUSIC 
COPVRIOHT,    1910,  BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 


Dr.  WiUiam  S.  Pitts. 


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2.  Oh,            come    to  the  church    in     the  wild-wood,  To  the  trees  where  the 

3.  How         sweet   on  a   clear,    Sab -bath  morn- ing  To          list    to    the 

4.  From    the  church  in  theval-ley  by    the  wild-wood,  When    day  fades  a- 


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spot     in  the  dale;       No      place    is    so  dear   to  my  child-hood    As  the 

wild  flow-ers  bloom;  Where  the  part-ing     hymn  will  be  chant -ed,   We  will 

clear  ring-ing  bell;        Its      tones   so       sweet-ly  are  call  -  ing,    Oh, 

way     in -to  night,      I  would  fain  from  this  spot  of  my  child-hood  Wing  my 


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weep     by  the  side    of    the  tomb, 
come    to  the  church  m    the  vale. 

way       to  the  man-sions  of    light.       Oh,      come,  come,  come,  come,  come,  come 


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come,  come,        come,  come,  come,  come,  come,  come,        come,  come,        come,  come,  come; 


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No.  87. 


Glad  Tidings. 


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1.  Glad  tidings!  glad  tidings  I  the  Kingdom  is  near,    Our  glorious  De-liv-'rer  will 

2.  Glad  tidings!  glad  tidings! the  Kingdom  is  near,  On  theplainsof  fair  Canaan  we 

3.  Glad  tidings!  glad  tidingslthe  Kingdom  is  near,'Tis  the  voice  of  th'archangel  me- 

4.  Glad  tidings!  glad  tidings! the  Kingdom  is  near,    Re-joice  then, ye  pilgrima,and 


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soon  shall  ap-pear;Withharpstunedcelestial,our  voices  we'll  raise  To  Jesus  our 
thinks  that  I  hear,A-rousing  the  nations, awaking  the  dead  From  their  cold  dusty 
be  of  good  cheer;  The  promised  possession  we  soon  shall  receive,  And  with  Jesus  in 


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hail  US     to  E-den,  our  home;  Hal-le-Iu-jah,  A-  men,  Hal-le-lu- jah, 

Sav-iour,  in  accents  of  praise;  Hal-le-lu- jah,  A  -  men,  Hal-le-lu -jah, 

pillows,wherelongthey  havelaid;Hal-le-lu- jah,  A-  men,  Hal-le-lu- jah, 

glo  -  ry    e-ter-nal-ly    live;    Hal-le  -  lu  -  jah,  A-  men,  Hal-le-lu -jah. 


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A  -  men,  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah,  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah,  Hal  -  le  -  lu-jah,  A  -  men. 


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No.  88. 


The  Missionary  Savior. 


C.  M.  5, 


Duet  for  Alto  and  Tenor 


COPYRIGHT.  1905,    BY  CHAS.  H.  WOODMAN, 


C.  M.  Seamans. 


1.  A     world  in    aw  ■ 

2.  With  -  in  the  shad 

3.  If    Christ  was  will 

4.  Still  ma  -  ny  souls 

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ful    dark  -  ness  lay,    No       ray  of  hope    shone     in; 
ow,  dark  and  deep,  Of  death,  dwelt  all    the     race; 
ing    thus    to  come  Down  from  His  home  on     high — 
in    dark  -  ness  wait,  And    still  is  heard   the      cry 


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Fear  in  -  to  ev  -  'ry  heart  did  creep  While  Mer 
To  leave  His  Fa-ther's  glo-rious  throne  For  for- 
Frora    sin  -  ful  ones  with- out  the  gate,   "0     save 


-  eel  earth's  dark  sin. 

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eign  -  era     to  die — 

us     ere     we  die." 


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But     when  a- mongthe  host     a  -  bove  Was  heard 

Shall  those  who  claim  His  own     to    be,     Ke  -  fuse 

Then   may  the    love  of  Christ    in-spire    Our    souls 


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to  save    the  lost, 

the  plead  -  ing  cry, 

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Je  -  sus  came  from  realms  a-bove     To 
one     to   go     to    men     in  love.  Our 
for  -  eign  lands  a  -  cross    the  sea 
melt  -  ing  hearts  with  ho   -  ly  fire 


pay     the     fear-ful     cost. 

Lord  said"Heream      I." 
Long  wrapt   m  shades  of     night? 
Be  -  fore     His  throne  shall  kneel. 


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He  Loves  Even  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,   19U,  BY  E.  O.   EXCEU. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Scott  Lawrence. 


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2.  When  I  think  of  the  thorns  on  His  brow,  Seems  as    if      I  can  see  Je-8U3 

3.  When  I  think  how  He  saves  me  from  sin,     Though    oft  -  en  un-grate-ful  I've 


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been,    My     vow  I  re-new,  "To  be  faith-ful  and  true;"  I  am  sure  that  He 


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COBYRIGHT,   1900,  BY  LIZZIE  E.  6WENEY. 

E .  E.  Hewitt.  E.  o.  ExcELi,  owner. 


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Sol-diers  of  King  Je-sus,  raise  the  shout  a -gain,  Vic- 
O'er  the  pow'rs  of  darkness,  o'er  the  hosts  of  sin,  Vic- 
Send  the  hap- py  watchword  all  a  -  long  the  line,  Vic- 
For  his  church  and  kingdom,  for  each  trusting  soul,  Vic- 


Je-sus, 
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vie- to-  ry!  Marching  to    the  mu- sic   of    the  glad   re  -  f rain,  Vic-to-ry  in 

vie-  to-  ry!  Trusting,  watching,  praying,  we  shall  sure-ly  win,     Vic-to-ry  in 

vie- to-  ry!  Let    all   er  -  ror  per- ish,  lives  the  truth  di- vine,    Vic-to-ry  in 

vie- to-  ry!  From  the  courts  of  heaven  joy  -  ful   pae  -  ans  roll,    Vic-to-ry  in 


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No.  91. 


C  L.  St.  John. 


The  Wayside  Cross. 

COPYRIGHT,   1884,   BY  H.   R.  PALMER. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


Solo,  ad  lib.  {Declamatory  style.) 


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2.  "Which  way  shall  I    take        for  the  bright  gold-ea  span     That   bridg-es  the 

3.  "See  the  lights  from  the  palace     in        sil  -  ver  -  y  lines,  How  they  pen-cil  the 


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wa  -  ters     so    safe  -  ly     for  man?    To  the    right?     to  the  left?  ah, 

hedg-es     and  fruit   la  -  den  vines — My         fortune  I  my  alll  for 


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rests  on  the  hill.  But  be-tween  us,  a  stream  li  -  eth  sul  -  len  and  chill." 
me!  if  I  knew— The  night  is  so  dark,  and  the  pass-ers  so  few." 
one  tan-gled  gleam    That  sifts  thro' the    lil  -  ies,  and  wastes  on  the  stream." 


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The  Wayside  Gross. 


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bridges  the  waters  so  safe-ly  for  man.  That  bridg-es  the  wa-ters  so  safe-ly  for  man. 


No.  92. 


John  Hogarth  Lozler. 

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I'm  On  a  Shining  Pathway. 


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2.  My         soul  hath  had     its    con -fiicts  With  might-y     hosts 

3.  I     am   com -ing  near    the     cit  -  y        My  Sav-ior's  hands 


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foes    with-out     me.    And  dead  -  lier  foes    with  -  in; 
Fa-ther's  wait-ing     To  wel- come  home  His  child; 


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But    I     saw  those  le  -  gions  flee,     And  my  soul  found  vie  -  to  -  ry, 
For  un  -  wor  -  thy  tho'      I      be.       He    will  find      a    place     for   me, 
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trust-ed      in  the  mer  -  it     Of    the  Man  of  Gal 

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F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,   1908,  BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


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2.  And     80  sweet  the   fel- low- ship    of  that  dear 

3.  We      re  -  call   the  preaching    in     the  "seat-ed 

4.  Sweet  the  mem  -  o  -  ries    of     gra-cious  sea-sons 

5.  Un  -  til    Je  -  sus  comes  to    take  His  peo  -  pie 

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P    U    P    P 
Savior,  Comfort  Me. 


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me.      Much  af  -  flict  -  ed     now   to    be, 

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B.  O.  B. 


I  Am  Happy  in  Him. 

COPYRIGHT,   1902,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELl. 

WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


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1.  My  soul     is  sohap-py  in    Je  -  sus,  For  He      is  so  precious  to  me; 

2.  He  sought  me  so  long  ere  I  knew  Him,  When  wand'ring  afar  from  the  fold; 

3.  His  love   and  His  mer-cy  surround  me,  His  grace  like  a  riv-er  doth  flow; 

4.  They  say  I  shall  some  day  be  like  Him,  My  cross  and  my  burden  lay  down; 


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Safe  home  in  His  arms  He  hath  bro't  me.  To  where  there  are  pleasures  untold. 
His    Spir  -  it,  to  guide  and  to  comfort,  Is   with  me  wher-ev-er  I     go. 
Till    then     Iwillev-er  be  faith -ful,    In  gath  -  er-ing  gems  for  His  crown. 


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I    .    .    .     .  am    hap-py     in      Him,      I    .     .     .     .  am    hap-py      in  Him; 


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No.  96. 


Joy  Cometh  In  the  Morning. 


C.  M.  S. 


COPYRIGHT.  1915.  BY  C.  M.  SEAMANS. 


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Clarence  M.  Seamans. 


1.  Weep-ing  may  en-dure  for  anight,  Sor-row  and  despair  quench  the  light; 

2.  Weep-ing  may  en-dure  for  anight,  E -vil  may  contend  with  the  right; 

3.  Weep-ing  may  en-dure  for  a  night;  Sickness  may  a-bide  bring-ing  blight; 

4.  Weep-ing  may  en-dure  for  anight;  Still  the  promise  shines,  ev-er  bright; 


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Wea  -  ry  hearts  may  long    for  day,  When  the  shad-owa    flee       a  -  way, 

Yes,  -the   bat  -  tie  may    belong.   That  we  wage    a  -  gainst  the  wrong. 

Death  with  cold    and     i    -    cy  hand    For  a  night  may  curse  the  land. 

Wait  -  ing  ones,  lookup,      re-joicel  God  is    speak-ing,  hear  His  voice— 


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"But  joy  Cometh  in  themorning."In  the  mom -ing,      in  the  morn     -     ing. 

In  the  morDing.in  the  morningr.blessed  morningr. 


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Then  will  come  the  glo  -  ry  day,  Yes,   joy  will  come  in  the  mom  -  ing. 
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INo.  97. 


I  Gould  Not  Stay  Away. 


C.  M.  S. 


COPYRIGHT    1915.   BY  CLARENCE  M.  SE4M4NS.  ClarCIlCe  M.  SeamBHS. 


1.  When  lost     and  long    by    sin   op  -  pressed,  I    heard  the  Sav  -  ior     say, 

2.  The  world    its    dear  -  est  treas-ures  bro't  With  tempting,  proud  dis- play; 

3.  Tho' friends  who  loved  the  paths  of     sin,   Begged  me  with  them  to     stay, 

4.  And  when    be-  fore  the  great  white  throne  I    stand,   I    then  will      say, 

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'Come,  wea  -  ry    one,   to    me   and  rest,"  I 

But    when    my  heart  the  Mas  -  ter  sought,  I 

When  Je  -  sus  came  my  love    to    win,  1 

'When  Je  -   sus  called  me  for     His  own,"  I 

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No.  98. 


c.  H.  a. 


He  is  So  Precious  to  Me. 

COPVRIGHT,  1S02,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   1807,  BY  E    0.  EXOELL. 


Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 


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1.  So  pre-cious  is    Je  -  sua,  my  Sav-ior,  my  King,  His  praise  all  the  day  long 

2.  He  stood  at  my  heart's  door  'mid  sunshine  and  rain,  And  pa-tient-ly  wait  -  ed 

3.  I  stand  on  the  moun-tain  of  bless  -  ing  at   last,    No  cloud  in  theheav-ena 

4.  I  praise  Him  be-cause  He  ap-point-ed    a  place  Where,  some  day,  thro'  faith  in 


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an  en-trance  to  gain;  What  shame  that  so  long  He  en- treat -ed  in  vain, 
a  shad-ow  to  cast;  His  smile  is  up  -  on  me,  the  val  -  ley  is  past. 
His  won- der-ful  grace,  I  know   I    shall  see  Him— shall  look  on  His  face. 


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No.  99. 


An  Old  Account  Settled. 


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M.  a. 


BY  PERMISSION. 


P.  M.  Qraham. 


1.  There  was  a  time  on  earth  When  in  the  book  of  heav'n   An  old  account  was 

2.  The    old  ac-count  was  large,  And  grow-ingev- 'ry  day,    For    I    was  al-ways 

3.  When  at  the  judg-ment  bar     I  stand  be-fore  my  King,  And  He  the  book  will 

4.  0      sin -ner,  seek  the  Lord,  Re -pent  of  all   your  sin,  For  thus  He  has  com- 


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stand-ing  For  sins  yet  un-for-giv'n;  Myname  was  at  the  top,    And  ma-ny 
sin  -  ning,  And  nev  -  er  tried  to  pay;   But  when  I  looked  a-head   And  saw  such 
0  -  pen,  He  can  -  not  find  a  thing;  Then  will  my  heart  be  glad.  While  tears  of 
mand-ed,   If    you  would  en -ter  in;    And  then  if  you  should  live    A     hun-dred 


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pain    and  woe,     I     said  that  I  would  set  -  tie,  And  set-tied  long 

joy      will  tiow  Be-cause   I    had   it  set  -  tied.  And  set-tied  long 

years  be -low,  E'en  here  you'll  not  re-gret    it.  You  set-tied  long 

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set-tied  long    a  -  go; 


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And  the  record's  clear  to-day,  For  He 


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INo.  100.     God  Hears  and  Answers  Prayers. 


C.  M.  S. 


COPYRIGHT.  1915.  BY  C,  M.  SEAMANS. 


Clarence  M.  Seamans. 


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1.  When  tempest-tossed  and  care  oppresed,     And  hope  is  dy-ing  in    the  breast, 

2.  When  all    our  ef- forts  seem  to    fail,       As-saults  of  satan  fierce  as-sail, 

3.  When  dear  ones  leave  the  nar-row   way,     And  from  the  loving  Sav-ior  stray, 

4.  Thus   al-ways    in   our  time  of  need,  Tho' tears  may  flow  and  hearts  may  bleed, 


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This  blest  as  -  sur-ance  gives  us  res^T^    God  hears  and  an  -  swers  prayer. 

With  this, our  faith,  we  shall  pre-vail, —    God  hears  and  an  -  swers  prayer. 

With  con  -  fidence  we  wait  and  say,      "God  hears  and  an  -  swers  prayer." 

This  promise  cheers  the  soul  in-deed,—  "God  hears  and  an  -  swers  prayer." 


Chorus. 


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answers  prayer;  E 

inswers  prayer; 

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God  hears,  yes,  hears  and  answers  prayer;  He  takes, yes, takes  our  ev-'ry  care; 

Yes,  He  hears  and  answers  prayer;  Yes,  He  takes  our  ev  - 'ry     care; 


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No.  101.         He  Knows  Me  By  My  Name. 


W.  M.  Lightall. 


COPYRIGHT,   1806,   BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Oabriel. 


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1.  This  thought  is    dear  -  er  far    to    me    Than  world  -  ly  wealth  or  fame— 

2.  When  first     I    heard  His  bless-ed  voice,  Sin    filled  my  heart  with  shame; 

3.  Tho'     tri  -  als    dai  -  ly  I    may  meet,  All  these  my  Lord  o'er-came; 

4.  Tho'      I       am  weak,  my  Sav-ior  knows  The  frail -ty      of      my  frame; 


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But  now,  for  -  giv  -  en,  I  re  -  joice — He  knows  me  by 
He  leads  the  way  with  wound-ed  feet—  He  knows  me  by 
His  strength  o'er-com-eth  all    my    foes, —  He  knows  me  by 


my  name! 

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No.  102. 


John  S.  B.  Monsell. 


The  Lord  has  Risen. 

For  Male  Voices. 
copyright.  1905.  by  f,  a.  blackmer. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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A- wake,  glad  soul!  a-wake!  a- wake!  Thy  Lord  has  ris  -  en 
In  Christ  we  live,  in  Christ  we  sleep!  In  Christ  we  wake  and 
Then  wake, glad  heart!  awake!  awake!  A.nd   seek      my  ris 


long; 
rise; 
en     Lord; 


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Go       to    His  grave,  and  with  thee  take  Both  tune  -  ful  heart  and    song. 

And 

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in     His  res  -  ur  -  rec  -  tion  take,  And  com  -  fort  in 


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Where  life     is  wak  -  ing 

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Re  -  joice,  the  gloom   of 

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And     let    thy    life  thro' 

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Where  life  is  wak  -  ing  all 
Re  -joice, the  gloom  of  life 
And    let  thy  life    thro'  all 


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a-round,     is   wak-ing  all  around,  Where  loves-sweet 
is    fled,  the  gloom  of  life  is  fled  This    res  -  ur- 
its  ways,  thy  life  thro'  all  its  ways, One  long  thanks- 


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voic-es  sing.  The  first  bright  blossom  may  be  found  Of  an  e  -  ter-  nal  spring, 
rec-tion  day ;  Henceforth  in  Christ  are  no  more  dead.  The  grave  hath  no  more  prey, 
giv  -  ing     be,   Its  theme  of  joy,  its  song  of  praise — Christ  died  and  rose  for  me. 


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No.  103. 


Rev.  W.  W.  BaUy. 


We'll  Never  Grow  Old. 

COPYRIGHT.  1894.  BY  I.   N.   MCHOSE. 
E.  0.  EXCELL.  OWNER. 


I.  N.  McHose. 


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0  have  you  not  heard  of  that  land  of  de-light  The 
That  won  -  der-ful  land  has  a  Cit  -  y  of  Life,  Ne'er 
And  man-sions  of  won -der-ful  beau-ty  are  there;  The 
We  hear  that  its  friend-ships  and  love  are  so  pure;  It's 
In  life's  wea  -  ry  con  -  flicts,  'mid  sor  -  row  and  care,  Each 
The  signs  all     a  -  round   us  pro  -  claim  it    is   near,  That 

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an  -  guish,nor  dy  -  ing  nor  strife;  Its  temples  and  streets  are  all  flash-ing  with 
man-sion  has  gone  to  pre-pare;  Thosebright  jasper  walls  how  I  long  to  be- 
die  and  its  treas-ures  are  sure;  And  loved  ones  now  sleep-ing  in  Je-  suswe're 
deep -ens  a  shade  in  the  hair;  But  in  the  blest  Book  .as  by  prophets  fore- 
com  -  ing  and  soon  willap  -  pear;   The  four  earthly  king-doms  by  Dan-iel  fore- 


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gold;  0  can  it  be  true 
hold,  And  join  in  the  song 
told.  Will  greet  us  a  -  gain 
told.  We're  promised  a  home 
told.  Will  give  way  to    one 


shall  we  nev  -  er  grow  old? 

shair  we  nev-er  grow  old? 

that  will  nev-er  grow  old. 'Twill  al-ways  be 
where  we'll  nev  -  er  grow  old. 
where  we'll  nev  -  er  grow  old. 
where  we'll  nev  -  er  grow  old. 


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No.  104. 


I.  Watts. 


There  On  the  Gross. 


COPYRIGHT,  1915.  BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


P.  A.  Blackmer. 


1.  A  -  las  and    did 

2.  Was   it   for  crimes 

3.  Well  might  the  sun 

4.  Thus  might  I    bide 

5.  But  drops  of  grief 


my   Sav  -  ior  bleed?  And  did  my  sov  -  reign  die? 

that     I    have  done  He  groaned  up  -  on     the  tree? 
in     dark-ness  hide,  And  shut  His  glo  -  ries      in, 

my  blush  -  ing  face  While  His  dear  cross  ap  -  pears, 

can  ne'er  re  -  pay  The  debt  of    love    I  owe; 


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y!  grace  un-knownl  And  love   be-yond  de  - 

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in  thank  -  ful-ness,  And  melt  mine  eyes  to 

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INo.  105. 


Miriam  E.  Arnold. 


In  Touch  With  Thee. 

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2.  Mo-mentby  mo-ment,  Lord,  keep  me  Thine,  Let  Thine  own  love- light  with 

3.  Mo-ment  by  mo  -  ment  Thine  aid     I  need,    Try-ing    to    sow     the  most 

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Ida  L.  Reed. 


Steady,  Brother,  Steady. 

COPYRIGHT,    1913.     BV  E,   O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Haldor  LiUenas. 


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2.  Stead-y,  broth-er,  stead-y  tho'  the  wild  waves  sweep.  Your  barque  will  ride  in 

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safe-ty  for  He  rules  the  deep;  Waves  shall  not  o'er-flow  you  while  the 
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Steady, steady,be  brave,be  true, Fear  not  while  the  Master  holds  the  hehn  with  you. 


No.  107.         My  rather  Knows. 


S.  M.  I.  Henry. 


E.  O.  Excell. 


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2.  I  know  my  heavniy  Father  knows  The  balm    I  need  to  soothe  my  woes,  And  with  His  touch  of 

3.  I  know  my  heav'niy  Father  knows  How  frail   I    am    to  meet  my  foes,  But  He  my  cause  will 

4.  I  know  my  heav'niy  Father  knows  The  hour  my  journey  here  will  close,  And  may  that  hour,  0 


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e'er  de-fend.  Up  -  hold  and  keep  me  to  the  end,  Up  -  hold  and  keep  me  to  the  end. 
faith-ful  Guide,  Find  me    safe  sheltered    by  Thy  side,  Find  me   safe  sheltered  by  Thy   side. 


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2.  In      God's  own  im  -  age,  with  a     pre-cious     soul    to     save,       His  strength  turned  io  to 

3.  If        you   will  give  him  cour-age  and    his      soul     is      won.      Your   heart  will  leap  with 


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weak-ness,  who  was    once        so       brave,      He     is     strug-gling  for     a    foot-hold,  and  would 

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fain  re-nouncetbecup:  In  the  name  of  Christ  your  Savior,  lift  him  up,  lift  him  up. 
joy       will  fill  your  cup!      In  the  name  of  Christ  your  Savior,  lift  him    up,       lift   him  up. 


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Lift  him  op.  lift  bim  ap; 


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In    the    name  ....    of  Christ  your  Sav-ior,      Lift  him  up. 


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INo.  109. 

Andrew  Bonar. 


Divine  Peace. 


COPYRIGHT,    1910,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 


E.  O.  Sellers. 


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1.  Peace  like  the  riv-er's  gen-tle  flow;  Peace  like  the  morning's  si-lent  glow; 

2.  Peace  thro 'the  night  and  thro 'the  day;  Peace  thro' all  windings  of  our  way; 
3.0  Kingof  peace,  this  peace  be -stow  Up-on  a  stranger  here  be -low; 
4.  Peace  from  the  Father    and  the  Son;  Peace  from  the  Spir-it,    all  His  own; 


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From  day  to  day,   in    love  sup-plied,  An  endless  and    un  -  ebb-ing  tide. 

In     pain,  and  toil,  and  wear-i  -  ness,  A  deep  and  ev-  er-last-ing  peace. 

0       God  of  peace, Thy  peace  im-part  To  ev-'ry  troubled, trembluig  heart. 

Peace  that  shall  nev-er-more  be  lost,  Of  Father,  Son,  and  Ho-ly  Ghost. 


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The  Parousia. 


A.  H.  Ericsson. 


M.  C.  Burtt. 


1.  In   the  crim-son  tint  -  ed  morning,  When  the  sky      is  all     a  -glow, 

2.  In    the  noon-day's  burn-ing  splendor, 'Mid  the  beau  -  ty  of    the    scene, 

3.  Or    it  may    be     in    the  eve-ning,  With  the      set  -  ting  of    the    sun, 

4.  Harkldear  soul  and  make  thou  read-y,  For  thou  know- est  not  the  time; 


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Shall  we  hear    the  trum-pet  sound-ing,  And  the    voice  wei  long  to     know? 
Shall  we  hear   His    bless-ed foot-steps ?Shall  we     see  Him  as  we're  seen? 
When  the  toil    of     man  is    end  -  ed,  And  the    night  has  just  be  -7gun, 
Should  He  come  at    noon  or  mid-night, Cans't  thou  meet  the  Christ  di  -  vine? 


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king  -  ly  pow-er  andglo  -  ry  Shall  He  come,the  great  church  Head, 
earth    give    up     itstreas-ure,  Andthe    sea  give  forth  its  dead? 
glo    -   ry  earth-ward  speed-ing, On  His  char-iot-wheels  sub-lime, 
lamp  wjll  trimmed  and  burn-ing, Be  thou  faith-ful,  watch-ful,true; 


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Shall, with  joy  be  -  yond  all  meas-ure,Wait-ing  hearts  be  com-fort  -  ed? 
He  shall  come, earth's  fi-nal  mon-arch, Claim  His  glo  -  ry-throne  di  -  vine. 
So    that  at    thy  Lord's  re-turn- ing.  He  may  say, "Well done"  to  you. 


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INo.  111. 


Constant  Communion. 


A  H.  Ericsson. 


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1.  In    con-stant  communion  •with  Je  -  sua,  His  Spir  -  it    a-bides    in    the 

2.  In   con-stant  communion  with  Je  -  sus,  The    life  will  be  use  -  ful    and 

3.  In  con-stant  communion  with  Je  -  sus,  Our   pray-ers  are  sure   to    pre- 


heart;        He    gives  to  me  glo  -  ri  -  ous   vie  -  fry,  When     sat  -  an  would 
pure;  Thro' the  constant  sup-ply    of   the    Spir  -  it.    Our      sal  -  va-tion 
vail.  If     on  -  ly  we  come  with  all  bold-ness.  When     fi  -   er  -  y 


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Con-stant,  a  -  bid  -  ing  com-mun -ion,  so  sweet, 


draw  us  a  -  part, 
ev  -  er  made  sure. 
tri  -  als    as  -  sail. 

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C.  M.  S. 


C0PYRK3HT,   IBIS,   BY  C.  M.   SEAMANS. 


Clarence  M.  Seamans. 


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1.  Hold  fast      that    thou    hast!   Cling     to     truth    un  -    til      the      last! 

2.  Hold  fast      that    thou    hasti    Tho'     the     skies     be        o  -  ver  -  cast, 

3.  Hold  fast       that    thou    hast!   Hear    the    trump-et's    might -y      blast! 

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And  storm  clouds  dark  -  ly  frown;  Be  brave  and  be  true,  Nev-er 
Stand  firm!  be      not     cast    down!  The  strife  will  not  be    long,  Soon  we'll 


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Rev.  R,  Venting,  D.  D 


I  Do  Not  Know. 

COPYRIGHT,    1910,  BV  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


R.  D.  Burleson. 


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1.  I  donotknowwhatstormsmayrise,Whatcloudswilldarken  az-ureskie^ 

2.  I  do    not  know  what  sin- ful  foe  May  trace  my  steps  wher-e'er   I    go, 

3.  I  do    not  know,  the  fu-tureholds  My  des  -  ti  -  ny    with -in    its  folda» 

4.  I  do    not  know  when  time  will  end,  When  I,  withHim,  toheav'n  as-cend, 


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But  He  who  holds  supreme  con-trol     In  peace-ful  calm  preserves  my  soul. 

But  He  who  knows  my  ev  -  'ry  way  Will  keep  me  lest     I      go     a-stray. 

But  this  I  know — thro 'shadows  dim  The  path    I   tread  will  lead  to  Him. 

But  this  I  know— no  trust-ing heart  Can    ev  -  er  drift  from  Him  a-part. 


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c.  H.  a. 


May  I  be  Faithful. 

COPYRIGHT,  1906,  BY  CHA8.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  The  Mas-ter  has  gone  to  a  dis-tant  country  And  left  me  a  charge  to  keep, 

2.  There's  labor  for  me  that  no  oth  -  er  can  do,  A   place  I   a  -  lone  can  fill; 

3.  Shall  oth-ers  go  forth  to  the  field  of  harvest  While  I  with  the  i-dlers  stand? 

4.  The  day  that  shall  break  for  my  Lord's  appearing, He  hath  not  revealed  to  me, 


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Thenwhy  should  I  not  be  among  the  chosen,  Ee  -  joic-ing  to  do    His  will? 
The  tal-ent  He  gave  me,  shall  I  not  use  it,  In   fol-low-ing  His  com-mand? 
Yet    if  He  but  find  me  a  faith-ful  serv-ant  A  glo  -  ri  -  ous  day  'twill  be. 


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No.  115. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


His  Way  is  Best. 

COPYRIGHT,   1010,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


1.  In       the    mu-sing8  of     the   twi-light,  As    the  sun  -  set  died    a  -  way, 

2.  Then    remembrance  kind  -  ly  sped  me    To  that  hour  of  heav'n-ly  light, 

3.  When  the    fi  -  nal  twi  -  light  gath-ers    At    the  close   of  life's  short  day, 

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When  I  met  my  ris  -  en  Sav  -  ior,  And  He 
When  the     shadows  drape  the   hill -sides,  And  the 


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Since  that  time  how  man  -  y     mer-cies  He   hath 
Then  I'll  hear   the  voice  of     Je  -  sus  Sweet-ly 


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Like  sweet  flow'rs  of  love  and  glad-ness,  Ev  -  er 
And  I'll     see    the    val-ley  bright-en  As      I 
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Anon.  Joanna  Kinkel,  Arr. 

Male  Voices. 


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1.  When  storms  around  are  sweep-ing,  When  lone  my  watch  I'm  keep  -  ing, 

2.  When  walk-ing  on  life's    o  -  cean,  Con  -  trol    its  rag  -  ing   mo  -  tion; 

3.  When  weight  of  sin    op-press -es,  When  dark  de-spair    dis  -  tress  -  es, 

4.  When   at    the  end  I  greet  Thee,  At     judg-ment  bar  must  meet  Thee, 


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When  from  its  dan-gers    shrinking.  When     in    its  dread  deeps  sink  -  ing, 

All     thro'  the  life  that's  mor  -  tal,  And  when     I  reach  death's  por-tal, 

When  hearts  of  men  are   quak  -  ing.  And     all   things  earth-ly   shak-ing, 


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Charlotte  Q.  Homer. 


Marching  in  His  Name. 

COPYRrOHT,   1907,  BY  CHA8.  M.  GABRIEL' 
COPYRIGHT,  1909,    BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


Chas.  H.  Qabriel. 


1.  Like  an    ar  -  my   we    are  mov  -  ing  Stead -i  -  ly,    and    at  com-mand, 

2.  Ma  -  ny  foes  concealed  a  -  bout   us,    Would  in-vade   our  ranks  to  -  day, 

3.  In     the  light  our  ban  -  ner  gleaming,  Fills  the  heart  with  love  and  cheer, 


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But  our  Lead-er,  on  be  -  fore  us, 
Shoulder  pressed  to  shoulder  ev  -  er, 
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All   their  se  -  cret  cun-ning  knows. 
With  a  tramp,  tramp,  tramp  we  move. 


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And  His  wis  -  dom  is  for 
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The  Savior's  Smile, 

COPYRIGHT,  1807,   BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 
WORDS   AND   MUSIC. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 

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1.  As     the  sunlight  breaks  thro'  the  clouds  o'er  head, When  the  storm  has  passed, 

2.  In     the  time    of    sor  -  row,  and  pain   and  grief, When  I    pray     to  Je- 

3.  When  the  morning  beams  with    a  joy  -  ful  light,  Or  when  dark  and  drear 

4.  So      it    mat-tersnot  what  the  years  may  bring.  Whether  win -tefs  frosts, 


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BUS,  He  sends  re  -  lief,  When  temp-tations  sore  would  my  soul  be-guile 
fall  the  shades  of  night,  As  we're  nearing  home  with  each  wea-  ry  mile 
or    the  flowers  of  spring,  If     in     faith  I    pray  to    Him   all  the  while 


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No.  119. 


E.  A.  Barnes. 


Drifting  Away. 

To  the  Evangelist,  Wm.  A.  Sunday, 

COPYRIGHT,   1910,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


B.  O.  Ezcell. 


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1.  From  God  and  His  pre-cepts    So  ho  -  ly  and  bright;  From  paths  that  are  pleasant 

2.  From  words  that  were  spoken  When  Je-sus  was  here;  From  all  His  kind  teachmgs.. 

3.  From  grace  that  is  wait-ing  New  prospects  to  give;  From  love  tbai  will  htlp  ihem 


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So  sim-ple,  so  dear;  From  hope  in  His  fa-vor,  That  soul-cheer-ing  ray — 'Tis 
A     new  life  to    live;  From  Eden's  bright  portals  At  earth's  fi-nal    day— 'Tis 


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C.  H.  O. 


Harvest-Time  is  Here. 

COPYmOHT,   1807,   BV  CHA8.  H.  OABRIEL. 
E.  O.   EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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2.  Bright  is  the  sun,  and  the  sky    is  clear,  Swift-ly  the  mo-ments  are  fly-ing; 

3.  Look  ye,  the  bar -vest  is    tru  -  ly  great,  Gold-en  and  ripe  it     is  gleam-ing! 


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Hith-er  and  thith-er  they  bend  and  swing.  Zeal  to  the  ef  -  fort  be  -  stow-ing; 
Hark-en!  the  voice  of  the  Mas-ter  hear,  Loud-ly  for  la  -  bor-ers  cry  -  ing; 
Won-drous-ly  wide  is  thy  Lord's  es-tate,     In    its  mag-ni  -  fi  -  cence  teem-ing; 

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Loud-er  and  sweet-er  the  ech  -  oes  ring,  Pa-tience  and  loy  -  al  -  ty  show-ing, 
While  in  the  mark-ets,  a  -  far  and  near,  Man  -  y  are  wait-ing,  de  -  ny  -  ing 
Reap-ers  are  need-ed,  and  still  you  wait,      I  -  die  and  care-less-ly  dreammg! 


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As  in  the  field  the  sick  -  le  they  wield,  Gath-er-ing  sheaves  for  the  King. 
Service  they  might,  with  joy  and  de- light,  Give  ere  the  shad-ows  ap  -  pear. 
Go    ye  to  -  day,  and  reap  while  you  mayl   Go,  ere  you  en  -  ter  too   latel 


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Harvest-Time  Is  Here. 


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sun  is  high m  the  cloud  -  less  sky;  ....  Then  a- 

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wake,  .  .  .  and  a -rouse, .  .  .  For  the  har- vest-time  is  here;  A- wake,  ...    a- 

wake,  a-roaie,         a -wake,  a-rouse,  A -wake,  a -wake,  a- 

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1st  &  2d  verses.  U    After  last  verse  only. 


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wake For  the  har  -  vest-time  is     here,      har  -  vest-time  is     here. 

wake,    a  -  wake,  />~>^ 

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No.  121. 


Nellie  A.  Monteomery. 


Son^s  In  the  INi^ht. 

COPYRIGHT,   taOO,   BY  E.  O     EXCELt. 
W0i108  AND  MUSIC 


J.  S.  Pearls. 


Z:^M:iAtUM 


1 .  When  the  clouds  of  af  -  flic-tion  have  gath-ered ,  And  hid  -  den  each  star  from  my 

2.  Oh,  how  dear  are  those  mes-sa-ges   to     me  I  No  need  then  to  cry  in    af- 

3.  And  when  morn  breaks  at  last  in    its  splen-  dor,  And  sor  -  row  is  changed  to  de- 


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sight,  I  know  if  I  turn  to  my  Fa  -  ther,  I  know  if  I  turn  to  my 
fright;  My  heart  groweth  strong  as  I  lis  -  ten.  My  heart  groweth  strong  as  I 
light,     Oh,  still  would  I    ever   re-mem-ber.  Oh,  still  wouldl    ev-erre- 


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Fa-ther,  Sweetest  songs,  sweetest  songs,  sweetest  songs  He  will  give  in  the  night. 
lis  -  ten  To  the  songs,  to  the  songs,  to  the  songs  He  doth  send  in  the  night, 
mem-ber  All  the  songs,     all  the  songs,  all  the  songs  that  were  sent  in  the  night. 

-0-,  in  the  night,       in  the  night,  _ 

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Songfs  in  the  night,        8ongs  in  the  night. 

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.  in  the  night! 

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Songs  in  the  night,        songs  in  the  night, 


Songs  in  the  Night. 


My    heart  ....  run-neth  o  -  ver,  For  the  songs  He  doth  send  in  the  night. 

My  heart  runneth  o-ver,  runs  o  -  ver, 


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No.  122. 


Deliverance  Will  Gome. 


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The  heav'ns  were  ail      a  -  glow. 

toils  and  sweat  were 

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And  toil  -  ing  up  a  moun-tain, 
Yet  he  shout -ed  as  he  jour-neyed, 
He  faint  -  er  grew  and  wear  -  y, 
And  sing  -  ing  as  he  jour-neyed, 
He'd  reached  the  mountain's  sum  -  mit, 
I  heard    his  "Hal -le   -   lu  -  jah — 


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looked  both  worn  and   sad. 

-  liv  -  er  -  ance  will  come, 
step  more  weak  and  slow. 

-  liv  -  er  -  ance  will  come, 
vales  were   all      be  -  low. 

-  liv  -  er-ance  has  come. 


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Then  palms  of  vic-to-ry.  Crown  of  glo  •  ry,  Palms  of  vic-to-ry    I  shall  wear. 


do.  123. 


D,  R.  Van  Sickle. 


All  Mall,  Immanuel! 

COPYRIGHT,   1910,  BY  E.   O.   EXCEU. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  All     hail     to  Thee,  Im-man  -  u  -  el,   We    cast our  crowns  be- 

2.  All     hail     to  Thee,  Im-man  -  u  -  el.   The    ran    -     -    somed  hosts  sur- 

3.  All     hail     to  Thee,  Im-man  -  u  -  el.   Our     ris      -      -     en  King  and 


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fore  Thee;  Let  ev  -  'ry  heart  o  -  bey  Thy  will,  And  ev  -  -  'ry  voice  a- 
round  Thee;  And  earthly  monarchs  clamor  forth  Their  Sov  -  'reign.  King  tr 
Sav  -  iorl  Thy  foes  are  vanquished,  and  Thou  art  Om  -  nip       -       o  -  tent  for- 


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dore  Thee.  In  praise  to  Thee,  our  Sav  -  lor,  King,  The  vi-brant  chords  of 
crown  Thee.  While  those  redeemed  in  a  -  ges  gone,  As-semb-led  round  the 
ev    -     er.  Death,  sin   and  hell    no     Ion  -  ger  reign.  And  Sa-tan's  pow'r  ia 


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heav  -  en     ring.   And      ech    -    o     back    the  might -y    strain:  All 

great  white  throne,  Break  forth      in  -  to       im  -    mor  -  tal  song:     All 

burst     in     twain;  E    -    ter    -    nal     glo   -  ry  to      Thy  Name:  All 

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All  Hail,  Immanuel! 

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Wis-dom  and  pow-er   be    un  -  to  Thee,  Now  and    ev  -  er  -  morel     ^^ 

Wis     -       •      dom  be     un   -    to    Thee,  |  <"       T^^ 

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Hail  to  the  King  we  love  so  well,       Hail,      Im    -    man  -  u  -  el!      Hail  to  the  King  we  love  so  well. 
Hail! 


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Im-man-u-el ,  Im-man-u-el ! 


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Hail,    Im  -  man-u-ei!  Kingof klngsandLordof lords,Allhail,Im-man-u-ell 

Hail! . 


No.  124. 


John  Cromble  White. 


He  Promised  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,  1808,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.   O.  EXCELL,  OWNER. 


Cbas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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tho'  blind  and    halt  and   lame,      He  would  ncrt  cast 

when  friends  and  comforts  flee,     That  He  my  friend 

in    life's  last     sol-emn  hour, When  death  seems  near 

that   I    with  Him  should  stand, When  He  shall  come 

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1.  He  prom-ised  me, 

2.  He  prom-ised  me, 

3.  He  prom-ised  me, 

4.  He  prom-isen  me 


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me  out  if  I  but  came;  He  promised  me,  if  I  did  but  believe, 
and  Com-fort  -  er  would  be;  He  promised  me,  that  what-so-e'er  be-tide, 
and  I  with -in  its  pow'r.  That  then  I  should  but  close  my  wear-ied  eyes 
to  reign  o'er  sea  and  land;   He  prom-ised  me       a  sweet  e  -  ter-nal  rest, 

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He  would  my  bur-dened  soul  from  sin  re  -  lieve. 
He  would  from  day  to  day  with  me  a  -  bide. 
On  earth,  to  o  -  pen  them  in  Par  -  a  -  dise. 
A   place  with  -  in     the  man  -  sions  of    the    blest. 


He      promised  me, 


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His  word,  it   shall  from  age       to  age     en  •  dure. 


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and    I    am  sure  He  will  Each  lov-ing  prom-ise,  faith-ful  -  ly    ful  -  fill; 


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No.  125. 

C.  H.  G. 


Sunshine  and  Rain. 

COPYRIGHT,   1902,   BV  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC.       E.  O.  EXCELL,   OWNER. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


•^  J  •  1   J    1  J  ~1  * '  J  I  -    4     J — ^ 
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1.  Had    we  on  -  ly  sun-shine  all  the  year    a-round,  With-out  the  bless-ing 

2.  Had   we  not    a  sor  -  row  or     a  cross   to    bear,  For  Him  who  bore  the 

3.  Can    we  prize  the  sun-shine  and  de-plore  the    rain,  Re  -  pin  -  ing  when  the 


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of    re-fresh-ing  rain.  Would  we  scat-ter  seed  up-on  the  fallow  ground, 

bur-den  of  our  sin.  Would  we  know  the  sweetness  of  His  love  and  care, 

days  are  dark  and  drear?  ^  k  k.Can  we  hope  for  pleasures, yet  de-ny  the  pain, 

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And  hope  to  gath-er  flow- ers,  fruit  and  grain? 

Or        e  -  ven  strive  e  -  ter  -  nal  joys  to     win?        Sun-shine  and  rain,  re  - 

Or    share  the  joys    of   life  with-out  the  tear? 


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freshing, reviving  rain, Light  of  faith  and  love, Showers  from  above!  Sunshine  and 


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rain,  to  nour-ish  the  growing  grain.  Send  us, Lord, the  sunshine  and  the  rain. 


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G.  S.  9 


INo.  126. 


Jehovah's  Promise. 


Mary  A.  Baker. 


H.   R.  PALMER,   OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


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1.  Chained  by  sin  in    cru  -  el    bond  -  age,  Groaning  with  our  bit-ter  need, 

2.  Oh,   the  wondrous, wondrous  raer  -  cy,     When  Je-ho-vah,  Lord  of  all, 

3.  Oh,     the  bless-ed,  bless-ed  prom-ise!     Not  one  tit-tie  e'er  shall  fail, 


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Droop-ing  'neath  our  guilt -y     bur  -  den,  Lord,  Thy  prom-is -es    we  plead. 
Bend-ing  from  the   glo-rious  Heav  -  en,      An-swer-eth  ourfee-ble  calll 
Tho'    the  earth  should  burn  to  ash-  es.      And  the  suns  and  stars  grow  pale. 


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I,      Je  -  ho-vah,  will   re -deem     you.    For  My  name  and  covenant's  sake; 

JL.      ^     ^     ^     ^  .^         ^.      -^     ^     .^     .*- 

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From  your  burdens  I'll  re  -  lease  you,       All  your  fet-ters    I     will    break, 

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There  is  a  Name  I  Love. 


F.  Whitfield. 


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Can   feel    my  small -est  woe,— 
And  dries  each  ris  -  ing  tear; 


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It      tells     me    of      His    pre  -  cious 
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No.  128. 


F.  A.  B. 


Glory  in  My  Soul. 

COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  On    sin's  dark  mountain  ly-ing,  Where  thunders  roll,    My  Sav-ior  found  me 

2.  With  earth-ly  help  all    flee-ing,  When  dark  de-spair    Had  seized  up-on    my 

3.  And  now  His  praise  I'm  voicing     In     high- est  key,    As    on      I     go     re- 

4.  So        I    will  tell  the  sto  -  ry.     As     He  gives  grace,  Of    Je-sus  and  His 


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be  -  ing,  He  found  me  there;  And  in  such  pow 'r  and  kind-ness  Took 
joic-ing     That     He    saved  me.     His    good-ness  nev- er  doubt-ing.     How 

glo  -  ry,       In       ev  -  'ry     place,  To      ev  -  'ry     dy  -  ing  mor-  tal      Un- 

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all  my  sins  and  blindness,  Full  pardon  gave  and  glory  brought  in-to  my  soul, 
can  I  keep  from  shouting  When  glory,  glory,  heav'nly  glo-ry  fills  my  soul? 
til      I  pass  life 's  por  -  tal ,  To  be  with  Him  whose  wondrous  glory  fills  my  soul. 


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No.  129. 

W.  F.  Warren. 


Homeward  Bound. 


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Wild  -  ly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars.  We're  home-ward  bound, 
Look!yon-der   lie    the  bright,  heav-en-ly  shores,We're  home-ward  bound. 


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Fa-ther's  ce-les  -  tial  a-bode,  Prom-ise  of  which  on    us  each  He  be-stowed: 
soon  shall  outweather  the  gale;     0,  how  we  fly  'neath  the  loud  creaking  sail! 


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3  Into  the  harbor  of  Ed'n  now  we  glide, 

We're  home  at  last,  home  at  last; 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright,  silver  tide, 

We're  home  at  last,  home  at  last. 
Glory  to  God!  all  our  dangers  are  o'er, 

We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore; 
Glory  to  God!  we  shall  shout  evermore, 

We're  home  at  last,  home  at  last. 


No.  130.      All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name. 


Edward  Perronet 


(DIADEM.) 


James  Ellor. 


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1.  All    hail      the     pow'r      of     Je   -  sus' name!  Let  an  -  gels  prostrate  fall,  Let  an  -  „  „ 

2.  Ye     cho  -  sen     seed         of     Is  -  rael's  race,   Yeran-somedfrom  the  fall,  Ye  ran-somed 

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

4.  0     that     with   yon    -  der    sav  -   cred  throng  We  at    His  feet  may  fall,  We  at       His 


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from  the    fall,  Hail   Him  who  saves    you  by       His    grace, 

res-  trial  ball, To      Him  all    maj  •  es  -  ty        as  -  cribe, 

feet   may  fall!  We'll  join  the    ev    -    er  -  last  -  ing    song,  And    crown 

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crown  Him     Crown Him; 


And  crown  Him  Lord  of     all! 


No.  131.      All  Hail  the  Power  of  Jesus'  Name. 


Edward  Perronet. 


(CORONATION.) 


Oliver  Holden. 


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1.  All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Je  -  sus' name,Letan-ge!s  pros-trate  fall;  Bring  forth  the  roy- al    di  -  a-dem, 

2.  Ye  cho-sen  seed  of  Is-rael's  race,  Yeransomedfrom  the  fall,  HailHim  whosavesyouby  Hisgrace, 

3.  Letev-'ry  kin-dred,  ev-'ry  tribe.  On  this  ter -res-trial  ball.  To  Him  all  maj-es  -  ty    as-cribe, 

4.  0  that  with  yon-der  sa  -  cred  throng  We  at  His  feet  may  fall!  We'll  join  the  ev  -  er  -  last-ing  song. 


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And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all;   To  Him  allmaj-es-ty    as  -  cribe.  And  crown  Him  Lord  of  alll 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all;  We'll  join  the  ev  -  er-last-iiig  song.  And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

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No.  132.     Sometime  and  Somehow. 


Jessie  Brown  Pounds. 


E.  O.  Excefl. 


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1.  Some-time,  the  tempest  that  frights  thee  will  cease;     Some-time,  the  Master  Himself  will  speak  peace; 

2.  Some  -  how  the  bur-den  you  bear  will  be  borne;  .  .    Some-how  be  heal-ed  the  heart  that  is  torn;  .  . 

3.  Some-where  the  treasures  long  lost  will  be  found,  .  .  Some-where  the  harp  that  is  si-lent  will  sound;  . 


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Some-time,  the  sun  thro' the  clouds  will  ap-pear;  Some  -  time,  the  meaning  of  life  will  be  clear.  .  . 
Some  -  how  the  grace  that  is  need-ed  will  fall;  .  .  Some  -  how  thy  heart  will  be  strengthened  for  all. 
Some-where  is  end-ed  earth's  wear-i-some  quest;    Some-where  is  rapture,  and  some-where  is  rest.  . 


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Stay  thou  thy  soul  on  the  prom-ise  se-cure,  .    Stay  thou  thy  soul,  then,  and  bravely  endure; 


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No.  133.        God  Will  Take  Gare  of  You. 


Dedicated  to  my  wife,  Mrs.  John  A.  Davis. 


C.  D.  Martin. 


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Be  not  dis-  mayed  what-e'er  be  -  tide, 
Thro'  days  of  toil  when  heart  doth  fail, 
All  you  may  need  He  will  pro -vide. 
No    mat-ter  what  may  be      the    test, 


God  will  take  care  of  you; 

God  will  take  care  of  you; 

God  will  take  care  of  you; 

God  will  take  care  of  you; 


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Be  -  neath  His  wings  of    love     a  -  bide,     God  will  take  care  of     you. 

When  dan-gers  fierce  your  path    as  -  sail,     God  will  take  care  of  you. 

Noth  -  mg  you   ask     will    be       de  -  nied,    God  will  take  care  of     you. 

Lean,  wear-y    one,    up  -  on      His  breast,  God  will  take  care  of     you. 

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No.  134.  From  Every  Stormy  Wind. 


H.  Stowell. 

Solo  Obligato. 


S.  Wilder. 


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1.  From  ev  -  'ry    storm  -  y        wind     that  blows,  From     ev     -      'ry 

2.  There  is       a     place    where     Je    -    bus    sheds     The      oil  of 
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fel      -      low  -  ship        with  friend;     Tho'    sun    -    dered  far, 
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No.  135. 


Secret  Prayer. 


3d.  V.  by  F.  A.  Blackmer. 

Andante.     Soprano- 


C.  C.  Stearns. 


1.  Go  when     the  rnorn-ing  shin    -     eth    Go  when    the  noon  is     bright, 

2.  Re-mera-ber    all    who  love         thee,  AH  who    are  loved  by    thee; 

3.  Go  when  life's  heav-y     bur    -    dens  Are  press  -  ing  thee  so    hard, 


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Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate        thee,  If      an    -  y  such  there  be; 
When  friends, not  un-der-stand   -    ing,   Do    not    thy  need  re  -  gard; 


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Then  for  thyself  in  meek-ness,     A  blessing  humbly  claim.  And  blend  with 
Go  with  a  faith  un-daant-ed  And  bow  in  secret  prayer,  And  with  a 


Go    with      pure  mind  and  feel-ing, Fling  earth  -  ly  cares  a-way, 

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clos-et   kneel-ing  Do  thou  in  se  -  cret  pray.    Do  thou  in  se-cret  pray, 
each  pe  -  ti  -  tion  Thy  great  Redeemer's  name, Thy  great  Redeemer's  name, 
lov  -  ing  Sav  -  ior  Find  rest  and  solace  there.  Find  rest  and  solace  there. 


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Anna  L.  Wabing. 


Schubert.    Arr.  by  Thoro  Harris. 


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2.  Where-ev  -    er     He  may  guide  me,     No    want  shall  turn  me  back; 

3.  Green  pas  -  tures  are    be  -  fore   me,  Which  yet       I   ne'er  have  seen; 


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My  Shep-herd  is  be  -  side  me,  And  noth-ing  can  I  lack; 
Bright  skies   will  soon    be   o'er     me,  Where  dark-est  clouds  have  been; 


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His  wis  -  dom  ev  -  er  wak  -  eth,  His  sight  is  nev  -  er 
My     hope      I     can  -  not    meas-ure,    My    path     to    life    is 


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But      God    is  round  a  -  bout  me,  And  can  I   be  dis  -  mayed? 

He     knows  the  way  He     tak  -  eth,  And    1  will  walk  with  Him. 

My      Sav  -  ior  has  my     treas-ure.  And  He  will  walk  with  me.    A  -  men. 


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INo.  137. 


The  Alarm. 


A.  C.  Coxe. 


Arranged. 


1.  We    are   liv  -  ing,  we     are  dwell-ing,  In      a    grand  and  aw  -  ful  time; 

2.  Will  ye   play,  then,  will    ye  dal  -  ly  With  your    mu  -sic  and  your  wine? 

3.  Worlds  are  charging, heav'n  berhold-ing.  Thou  hast  but     an  hour    to  fight; 


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Up!  it  is  Je  -ho-vah'sral  -  ly!  God's  own  arm  hath  need  of  thine; 
Now  the  blaz-oned  cross  un  -  fold  -  ing.  On —  right  on-ward   for    the  right; 

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Hark!  the  on  -  set!  will  ye  fold  your  Faith  -  clad  arms  in  la  -  zy  lock? 
On!      let    all    the  soul  with  -  in     you      For     the  truth's  sake  go  a  -  broad! 

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Hark!whatsoundeth?is  ere  -  a  -  tion  Groan-ing  for    its       lat  -  ter    day? 
Up!      0    up,  thoudrow-sy    sol-dier;  Worlds  are  charg-ing     to     the   shock! 
Strike!  let  ev  - 'ry  nerve  and  si  -  new    Tell    on    a  -  ges— tell     for    God! 

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No.  138. 


After. 


I.  1.  Leslie. 


COPYRIGHT,   1915,    BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 

(FOR  MALE  VOICES.) 


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1.  Aft-er  the  storm  that  sweeps  the  sea,  Aft-er  the  drift-ing  to     the    lea, 

2.  Aft-er  the  win  -  ter  long  and  drear,  Aft-er  the  snow-clouds  dis-ap-pear, 

3.  Aft-er  the  long  and  toil-some  day,  Aft-er  the  sun's  fierce, burning  ray, 

4.  Aft-er  the  course  of    life    is      run,  Aft-er  its  work  has  all  been  done, 

5.  Aft-er  the  march  of  time  shall  cease,  Aft-er  earth-strife  shall  end  in  peace, 


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Aft-er  the  winds  sweet  0- dors  bring,  Cometh  the  ev     -     er  welcome  spring. 
Aft-er  the  toil  -  er  homeward  goes,    Cometh  the  night     and  sweet  re-pose. 
Aft-er  the  hands  are   on  the  breast,  Cometh  the  long  .   .  and  peaceful  rest. 
Aft-er  the  change-ful   dis-ap- pears,  Cometh  the  long,       e-  ter-nal  years. 


Aft-er  all.     .  that  here  we  see,  .  .  What  will  there  be,  what  will  there  be? 

Aft-er  all  that  here  we  see, 


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Aft-er  all  that  here  we  see, 

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A.   E.  B.  COPYRIGHT.  1910.  Bf  A    E.  BLOOM. 


A.  E.  Bloom. 


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1.  In      the  shad-ow   of  His  wings  I've  found  retreat  Where  the  waves  of  sin  and 

2.  In  the  shad-ow  of  His  wings  I  safe-ly  hide,  Heed-ing  not  the  temp-est 
3. 'Neath  the  shad-ow  of  His  wing,  I  will  a  -  bide,  Learning  dai  -  ly  of  His 
4.  'Neath  the  shad-ow  of  His  wing,  is  peace  and  joy;  Tho'  the  world  may  scorn  my 


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sor-row  nev-er  beat;  And  my  voice  vrith  praise  shall  ring,  as  I  ev-er  shout  and 
roar,since  Heis  near.  Trusting  ev  -  er  in  my  Lord,and  con  -  fid-ing  in  His 
will  and  blessed  word,  And  He  sets  and  keeps  me  free,  gives  me  gos  -  pel  lib  -  er- 
words,  His  praise  I  sing,Soon  its  pleasures  pass  a-way,    I    will  live  with  Him  for 


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sing,  Resting  safe  beneath  the  shadow  of  His  wing. 

word,  For  I'm  safe  beneath  the  shadow  of  His  wing, Safe  am  I, sheltered  here, 

ry, Hidden  safe  'neath  the  shadows  of  His  wings.  Safe  am  i,       sheltered  here, 

aye, Safely  sheldered  in  the  shadow  of  His  wing. 


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INo.  140. 


COPYRIGHT.   BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 

F.  A.  Blackmer,  except  chorus. 


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1  f  I  will  not  shrink  from  "fiery  trials,"  Nor  murmur  when  my  path  seems  rough; 
\  By  grace  I  will  endure   the  testing,  Till  God  shallsay,"It 

2  /  I       willnot  fear  the  heated"furnace',,      If  {He  there-in  shall  bid  me  go; 
I  With  faith  in  Him  I  need  not  f  al  -  ter,       Nor  tremble  at  its 

o    (  I    dare  not  choose  the  way  I  jour-ney,      And  if    I   but  be-hold  Him  near, 
1  My    ill  shall  seem  a  "light  af-flic-tion,"  Which"fora  moment" 

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\  And  so   I  whisper,  "As  God  will,  "And  trusting  to  the  end  hold  _ 

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R.  W.  Raymond. 


Never  Alone. 


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1.  Far       out     on  the  des  -  o  -  late  bil   -    low, 

2.  Far     down    in  the  earth's    dark  bos    -  ora 

3.  Forth    in    -   to  the  dread    -    ful  bat    -    tie 

4.  Lord,  grant,  as  we  sail         life's      o   -    cean. 


The  sail    -    or 

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No     friend,     when  he    lies 
Or    fight   in    its    ter  -  ri  - 


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No.  142. 


Majesty. 


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the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, That  bids  our 
speaks, — and,  list'ning  to     His    voice,  New  life    the 


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'Tismu-sic  in  the  sin-ner's  ears,  'Tis 
The  mournful,  bro-ken  hearts  re-joice;  The 


tri  -  umphs  of.  .His grace, 
life,  ....  and  health,  and  peace, 
hum -        ble      poor    be-lieve. 


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4.  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  can-celed  sin, 
6.  Hear   Him,  ye    deaf;  His  praise,  ye  dumb, 

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He      sets   the   pris-'ner      free; 
Your  loosened  tongues  em  -  ploy; 


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His  blood  can  make  the  foul -est  clean;  His  blood  a -vailed  for    me.    .    .  . 
Ye    blind,  be -hold  your  Sav-ior  come.  And  leap,  ye    lame,  for    joy!    .   .  , 


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His     blood  can  make  the     foul  -  est  clean;  His    blood  a-vailed  for      me. 
Ye      blind,  be  -hold  your   Sav-ior  come,  And     leap,  ye  lame,  for      joy! 

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No.  143. 


F.  A.  B. 


A  Shout  in  the  Gamp. 

COPYRIGHT,    1815,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


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2.  Some     will  be  toil  -  ing    in    shop    and   field,     0th  -  ers    be   sleep-ing    at 

3.  Saints  from  their  graves  shall  a- rise     and  shout,  Spring-ing  to    life     at    the 

4.  There'll  be    a  shout   in    the  camp  some  day.  Voiced  by  the  whole  Church  of 

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be   heard   all  the  world   a -round. 

a  -  bove     all  that  man  has  dreamed. 


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No.  144.      There's  Where  You'll  Pind  Me. 


Herbert  Buffum. 


COPYRIGHT,  1915,  BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 


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2.  When  they  sing  the  song  of  Mo  -  ses  and  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain,  As  they 

3.  When  the  Mas-ter  of    the  vine-yard  calls  for  la-bor-ers    to     go     To    the 

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King  in  all  His  beau-ty  we  shall  see; 
meet  to-geth-er  by  thecrys-tal  sea, 
lost  ones,where-so-ev  -  er  they  may  be, 
sons    of  men  are  cry  -  ing  to      be    free, 


As   the  faith  -  ful      o  -  ver- 

Where  the  blood-washed  saints  and 

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an  -  gels  join  in  sing -ing  their  re- f  rain, — There's  where  you'll  find  me. 
blood  of  Je  -  sus  wash  -  es  white  as  snow, — There's  where  you'll  find  me. 
bat  -  tie    for    the  right    against  the  wrong, — There's  where  you'll  find  me. 


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you'll  find  me, 

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0  How  I  Love  Him. 


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1.  At  Cal-v'ry's  cross        I  met         a  Friend 

2.  When        I       am    help    -    less  and         a     -     lone, 

3.  And       when    the  Light        of  Heav    -  en  fills 


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Who     touched  my  bro     -    ken  heart, . . . 

'Tis        then      I    seek         this  Guide;.. 

My  soul   with  fair    -     est  day, .... 


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So  true    and  kind         I 

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Thro'    grace    set     me  a      -     part. 

Him       wait  -  ing     at         my  side. 

And        will      be     all         the  way. 


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Him,    Who    died  on  Cal    -    va  -  ry! 


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No.  146. 


Charlotte  G.  Homer. 


The  Everlastin*  Pather. 

COPYRIGHT,    1914,   BY  CHAS.    H.   GASRIEL. 


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1.  Won-der-ful,  Coun-sel-or,  Ev-er-last-ing  Fa-ther, 

Won-der-ful,  Coun-sel-or, 

2.  Might-y  God,  King  of  kings,  Whither  shall  we  go  to 

Might-y    God,  Eingf    of    Kings, 

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Prince  of  Peace, We  re  -  vere,  we  a-dore  '      Thee, Thy 

We     re  -  vere,  we     a  -  dore 

hide  from  Thee?  In  the  depths,  in  the  heights,  In  the 


In    the  depths, 


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maj  -  es  -  ty    we  own;  For-ev-er  we  will  Mag-ni-  fy,  glo-ri 

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vast  un-bound-ed  space  Thou  art  abiding !  Worlds  unknown  hear  Thy 

Worlds  un-known 

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fy  Thee,  and  nev-er  shall  our  praises  cease  Till  we  stand 

glo  -  ri  -  fy  _  Till  we  stand 

voice  And  o- bey,  as  did  the   an-gry  sea;  Ho-lv  One, 

hear  Thy  voice  Ho-lyOne, 


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The  Everlastin*  Father. 

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face    to    face,               with  Thee, be-fore  Thy  throne.  Thou  hast  bo't  us, and 

face  to  face, 

matchless  One,               show  Thy  rec-on-cil-ing  face.  While  we  journey  be- 

matchless  One,  ,,  ,         .         . 

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Thine  are  we;  Our  allegiance  give  we  to  Thee;  Breathe  on 

and  Thine  are  we:  we  give  to  Thee; 

Thou  our  Guide;  While  we  travel, walk  by  our  side;  Lead  us 

be  Thou  our  Guide;  walk  by  our  side; 


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us,   0    liv-ing  Breath  Divine,  and  make  us  wholly  Thine;  Thou  didst 

yes,  whol-ly  Thine; 

where  green  pastures  grow,  And  liv-ing  wa-ters  gently  flow;  Be  our 

where  wa-ters  flow; 

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hear  our  cry  of  dis-tress,  And  to  save,  redeem  and  bless, 

in  our  distress.  redeem  and  bless, 

Guard-i-an,  be  our  Friend,  All  our  days  do  Thou  at-tend; 

be  Thou  our  Friend,  _  do  Thou  attend; 


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Didst  come  to   earth  to  bleed  and  die,     To  save    e  -  ven  such  as      I. 
Sus  -  tain  us,   love  and  keep  us.  Lord,  We  trust  in    Thy  ho  -  ly  Word. 


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F.  A.  B. 


Restitution  Chorus. 

copyright,  1915,  by  f.  a.  blackmer. 
Isaiah  36. 


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0  the  prom-ise  of  the  bless-ed  word,  Of  a  bright-er,  bet-ter 
In  that  day  the  des-ert  shall  re  -  joice  And  shall  blossom  as  the 
And  the  deaf  ears  then  shall  be  unstopped,  And  the  blind  eyes  o  -  pened 


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And    the  sol  -  i  -  tar-  y    place  be  glad  When  this  world's  dark  night  shall  close: 
And    the  lame  man  leap  there  as    an  hart,  And  the  dumb  sing  joy  -  ful  -  ly. 


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When  the  Sun  of  Right-eous-ness  shall  rise    With     heal-ing    in  His  wings. 

For   our  God  shall  come  with  rec-ora-pense,  And  His  glo-ry    we  shall  see, 

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in     tri-uraph  by    His  own  is  crowned  Lord  of  lords,  and  King   of     kings. 
He  crowns  His  hap-py    peo-ple   with  Life  and  im  -  mor-tal  -  i   -   ty. 
be -hold,  your  God  shall  sure  -  ly  come.  And  will  bless  e  -  ter  -  nal  -  ly. 


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No.  148.    The  Handwriting  On  the  Wall. 


K.  Shaw. 


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AKB.  COPTRIOHT  ISM.      PDOPEATY  OF  E.  O.  EXCELL.  KnOWlCS     bhSW. 

Arr.  by  E.  O.  Excell. 


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■  1.  At  the  feast  of  Bel-shaz-zar  and    a    thou -sand  of    his  lords,  While  they  drank  from  gold-en 

2.  See  the  brave  captive  Dan-iel,   as    he  stood  be  -  fore  the  throng.  And  re-buked  the.  haught-y/ 

3.  See  the  faith,  zeal  and  courage,  that  would  dare  to  do  the  right,  Which  the  Spir  -  it   gave    to 

4.  So  our  deeds  are  re-cord-ed,  there's  a  Hand  that's  writing  now,   Sm  -  ner,  give  your  heart  to 


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ves  -  sels,  as    the  Book    of  Truth  re  -  cords;  In  th«  night,  as  they  rev  -  el      in    the 

mon-areh  for    his  might  -  y  deeds   of  wrong;  As  ho    read  oat  the  writ -ing, 'twas  the 

Dan  -  iel,  this  the  se  -  cret    of     his  might;  In  his    home  in    Ju  -  de  -  a,     or      a 

Je  -  sus,   to    His  roy  -  al    man-date  bow;  For  the    day  is     ap-proach-ing,  it    must 


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roy  -  al    pal-  ace  hall,  They  were  seized  with  con-ster-n  a- tion, — 'twas  the  hand  up -on  the  wall, 

doom  of    one    and  all,     For    the    king-dom  now  wasfin-ished,— said  the  hand  up-on  the  wall, 

cap-tive  in     the  hall—     He  un  -  der- stood  the  writ -ing    of     his  God  up-on  the  wal. 

come  to    one  and  all.  When  the    sin -ner's  con- dem-na- tion  will    be  writ-ten  on  the  wall. 


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record  be."Found  wantiDg  "or  shall  it  be  *'Fomid  trustingf '  WhCe  that  hand  is  writing  on  the  wall. 

writing  on  tbe  wall. 


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No.  149. 


Buckfield. 


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1,  When  stran-gers  stand  and  hear  me  tell  What  beauties  in  my  Sav-ior  dwell, 

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Where  He     is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
Where  He    is  gone,they  fain  would  know,  That 


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That  they  may  seek  and  love  Him  too.  Where  He    is 

they  may  seek  and  love  Him  too ,  That  they  may  seek  and  love  Him 


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2  In  Paradise,  within  the  gates,  The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 

A  higher  entertainment  waits;  And  faith  stands  leaning  on  His  word. 

Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store;  »  n  ^     ™ui      ju* 

There  we  shall  eat   but  want  no  more  ^  ^^™^'  ^^  beloved,  haste  away, 

mere  we  snail  eat,  but  want  no  more.  ^^^  ^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^^^  ^^  ^^^  ^^1^^. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up,  Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope.  Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow. 


No.  150.     Master,  the  Tempest  is  Ra^in^. 


USED  BY  PER.  OF  H.  R.  PALMER,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIQHT. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


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1.  Mas-ter,   the  tem-pest    is     rag-inglThe    bil-lows  are  toss-ing     high! 

2.  Mas-ter,  with    an-guish   of    spir  -  it      I     bow  ia     my  grief   to  -  day; 

3.  Mas-ter,   the    ter-ror     is     o  -  ver.  The     el  -  e  -  ments  sweet-ly    rest; 

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The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  troub-led — Oh,  wak-en  and  save,  I 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is    mir-rored.  And  Heav-en's  with-in    my 

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Car  -  est  Thou  not  that  we     per  -  ish?    How  canst  Thou  lie       a  -  sleep. 
Tor -rents  of     sin    and    of      an  -  guish  Sweep  o'er  my    sink  -  ing     soul; 


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When  each  moment  so  mad- ly    is  threat'ning    A  grave  in    the  an  -  gry  deep? 
And     I    per-ish!   I    per -ish!  dear  Mas-ter — Oh,  bas-ten,  and  take  con-trol. 
And  with  joy    I  shall  make  the  blest  bar- bor.  And  rest  on    the  bliss -ful  shore. 


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The  winds  and  the  waves  shall  0- bey  Thy  will,   Peace,  .  .      be    still!.  .  . 

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Is  heard  o'er  land  and-sea; 
And  saints  arising  now  rejoice, 
To  live  eternally. 

3  Yes,  they  shall  live  forevermore, 

Secure  from  toil  and  pain; 


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With  their  Redeemer  reign. 
All  hail  that  bright,  eternal  day, 

When  David's  rightful  Heir 
Shall  take  the  throne,  and  hold  the  sway 

Id  glorious  triumph  there. 


No.  152.    We  Shall  See  the  Kin*  Some  Day. 


L.  E,  J. 


COPYRIGHT,   1906,  BY  CHA3.  H.  GABRIEL. 
E.  O.   EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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2.  Aft  -  er  pain  and  an-guish,  aft  -  er    toil  and  care,     We  shall  see  the 

3.  Aft  -  er  foes  are  conquered,  aft  -  er    bal-tles  won, 

4.  Therewithal!  the  loved  ones  of    the  days  of  yore, 


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No.  153.       Tell  Me  the  Old  Sweet  Story. 


F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,   1816,   BV  F.   A.   BLACKWER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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Tell  me  the  old,  sweet  sto  - 
Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry  when 
Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry      when 


ry  of  Je  -  sus.Heav'n's  gladdest  message  and 

I   am  tempted.When  earth's  allurements  would 

I   am  troub-led,    Tell    it  when  doubt-ing  and 

4.  Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry      when   I   am    dy  -  ing,    Soft  -  ly    its   ac  -  cents  then 

Sto  -  ry  that  brings  to  sin's 


5.  Tell  me  the  sto  -  ry  that  oth-ers  may  hear  it, 
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fear    -  ing      a  -  rise;   Make  me    to  hear  the  sweet  voice  of  theMas-ter, 

breathe  in      my  ear;  When  life's  spent  tide  shall  at  length  fast  be  ebb -ing, 

cap   -   tives    re -lease;  Tell     it      till  man  -  y       in  bond- age  are  hear -ing 


Theme  ev  -  er  pre-cious,  0  tell  it-  a  -  gainl 
That  still  He  be  all  my  com-fort  and  stay. 
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Let  that  sweet  name  be  the  last  sound  I  hear. 
Heav-en's  sweet  mes-sage  of    par  -  don   and  peace. 


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No.  154. 


Ina  Duley  Ogdon. 


Better  Than  I  Know. 

COPYRIGHT,   1914,  BY  E.  O.   EXCELL. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT. 


B.  D.  Ackley. 


J'  J'  J'  j>  ,^J^l^^^lJ>J^.J>J;'.  ^ 


1.  Christ  found  me  lost    in    sor-row's  night,  Up  -  on  my  soul  a  crim-son  blight; 

2.  He      drew  me  to    His  lov  -  ing  heart,  And  bade  me  nev  -  er-more  de  -  part; 

3.  When  I,      in  weak-ness,  al-most  fail,  Still  does  His  love  for  me  pre -vail. 


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No  love  like  His,  a-bove,  be  -  low, — He  loves  me  bet -ter  than  I  know. 
Still  does  He  grace  and  mer  -  cy    show;  He  loves  me   bet  -  ter  than  I  know. 


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Grown  Him  Lord  of  All. 


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2.  He  came  to     our    be  -  night-ed  race  To    save  both  great  and  small; 

3.  In    that  glad  world  our  King  shall  reign, While  end- less  a  •  ges    roll; 


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F.  A.  B. 


The  Grand  Review. 

"And  before  Him  shall  be  gathered  all  nations." — Matt,  xxv:  82. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  Gird  your  ar-mor     on,  tho'  rust-ed.  Soon  with  use 'twill  shine  a  -  new; 

3.  If      you    do  each    du  -  ty  brave-ly.  Then  the  Lord  willl  hon-or     you; 

4.  There'll  be  glo  -  ry     for  the    he -roes.  Who  for  God  shall  here  be    true, 


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And  your  val  -or  He'll  re -mem -ber  At  the  fi  -  nal  grand  re  -  view. 
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Can  lean  upon  its  God:  Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear  5  Lord,  give  me  such  a  faith  as  this, 

When  tempests  rage  without;  And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 

That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear,  I'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 

In  darkness  feels  no  doubt:  Of  an  eternal  home. 


No.  158. 


F.  A,  B. 


Loyal  Workers'  Son*. 

Respectfully  dedicated  to  the  ''Loyal  Workers'  "  Society. 


COPYRIGHT,    1915,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  Thine  ap  -  pro  -  ba-tion,  Lord,  help  us  to  earn;  This    is     the  bar -vest-time, 

3.  Bless  us    and  help   us    the  time  to    re-deem,  Night  will  soon  come  when  all 

4.  What  a    home-com-ing  for  faith-ful  ones,  when  Toil    is    all     end  -  ed    and 


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la  -  bor  must  cease;  Make  our  best  ef  -  fort  with  fruit  -  ful-ness  teem, 
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"Work-ers  to  -  geth  -  er    with    Him." 

Bring -ing  our  sheaves  with    de  -light. 

That    we  may    meet   Thee    in     peace. 

With  Him  re  -  joice    ev  -  er  -  more. 


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INo.  159. 


Land  of  the  Unsettin*  Sun. 


W.  C.  Martin, 


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COPYRIGHT,   1908,   BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 
COPYRIGHT,   1909,  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL. 


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1.  Some  sweet  day     I  shall  en-ter    a  place,  When  the  work  of  my  life  shall  be 

2.  Yes,     the  bur -dens  of  life  can  be  borne,  "When  I  think  of  the  prize  to    be 

3.  I  can  peace-ful  -  ly  welcome  the  night  When  the  hours  of  my  life  shall  be 

4.  0       what  joy!  mor-tal  tongue  cannot  tell,  With  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty   on  -  ly    be^ 


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A       place  that  is  filled  with  His  mar-vel-ous  grace,  In  the 

Of  the  beau  -  ti  -  ful  robe  and  the  crown  to     be    worn.  In  the 

It  will  bring  me  no  grief,  but    su  -  per  -  nal    de  -  light,  In  the 

One  an  -  oth  -  er    to  meet,  with  the  Sav  -  ior    to    dwell,  In  the 


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jour       -       -        ney  on    earth  has  been  run ; 

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He  is  Mighty  to  Save. 


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1.  Won  -  der  -  ful    Sav  -  ior,  in  Hira    I  am  trust -ing,   Won-der  -  ful 

2.  Won  -  der  -  ful    Sav  -  ior,  to  Hira    I  am  liv  -  ing,  Grate-ful     to 

3.  Come  now,  dear  lost     one,  for  you    we  are  pray  -  ing,  God  hath    so 
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loved  you,    a    Sav-ior    He  gave;    Come  un- to  Him,    He  will  save  and  will 

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Home  Time's  Gomin* 


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2.  When  Je  -  sus  comes,  He  will  wake  our  loved  ones  sleeping,  And  the  liv  -  ing 

3.  When  Je  -  sus  comes,  He  will  give    us  life    e-ter-nal,    With  our  mor-tal 

4.  When  Je  -  sus  comes,  we  will  reign  with  Him  for-ev  -  er,    Mil-lion  years,  and 


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saints  will  then  His  im  -  age  bear;  As  they  soar  to-wards  thepor-tal    of  the 
bod  -  ies  fashioned  like  His  own;  For  He's  coming,  death's  destroyer,  then  the 
then    our    glo-ry's  just  be-gun;  Thro' the  a  -  ges  all      e-ter-nal,   in  that 


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cit    -  y  bright  and  fair,  There  to   wait  old  earth's  re-demp-tion,  with  the 

grave  its    vie  -  tims  yield  To   our  Sav -ior  and     His  an  -  gels,  when  they 

land    so  grand  and  fair.  We'll  come  back  to  dwell    for-ev  -  er      on     the 


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bless  -  ed      by     and     by. 

an   -  gels      in       the     air.        Oh,     the  home-time's  com-ing      by 

reap    the      bar  -  vest  -  field . 

earth  made  free  from   care.  Home-time's  com  -  ine, 


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INo.  162.       The  Prince  of  Peace  Appears. 


John  M.  Kelley. 


Dedicated  to  Prof.  A.  E.  Hatch. 

USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


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1.  Piercingthe  gloom  of  earth's  sombre  night, The  roy-al  Prince  of  Peace  ap-pears; 

2.  He  comes  that  deaf  ears  may  be  unstopped, That  blind  and  dumb  may  see  and  sing, 

3 .  His  voice  resounds  thro '  earth '  s  caverns  deep ,  His  presence  puts  an  end  to  strife ; 

4.  To      Him  shall  be  giv-en  David's  throne,  Then  shall  the  barren  wastes  rejoice, 


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His       chariot  wheels  all  a-gleam  with  fire,  He  comes  to  wipe  a- way  our  tears. 
While  Heav'n  and  earth, and  the  sea  and  sky ,  With  joyful  shouts  proclaim  Him  King. 
Rid    -    ing  tri-um-phant  up-on  the  clouds.  He  comes  to  raise  the  dead  to   life. 
The        des-ert  blos-som  as  does  the  rose.  And    all  ere  -  a  -  tion  hear  His  voice. 


No.  163. 


Numberless  as  the  Sand. 


"As  the  stars  of  the  heaven,  and  as  the  sand  which  is  upon  the  seashore." — Gbh.  22:  17. 

F.    A.    B.  COPYRIGHT,   1B1B,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKM&R.  p_    y^_    BlackmeF. 


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4.  When  we 

5.  When  we 


en  -  ter  the  portals  of    glo  -  ry.And  the  great  host  of  ransomed  we  see, 
see  all  the  saved  of  the   a-ges,  Who  from  cruel  death-partings  are  free, 
stand  by  the  beau-ti-f  ul  riv  -  er,'Neath  the  shade  of  the  life-giving  tree, 
pass  thro'  the  gates  of  the  cit-y,With  its  streets  of  pure,  transparent  gold, 
look  on  the  form  that  redeemed  us,And  His  glory  and  maj-es-ty  see. 


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As     the  numberless  sand  of  the  seashore, 

Greeting  there  with  an  heavenly  gieet-ing, 

Gaz-  ing  out  o'er  the  fair  land  of  prom-ise, 

All  agleam  with  the  Lamb's  light  and  glory, 

While  as  King  of  the  saints  He  is  reign-ing, 


What  a  won-der-f  ul  sight  that  will  be. 
What  a  won-der-f  ul  sight  that  will  be. 
What  a  won-der-f  ul  sight  that  will  be. 
What  a  won-der-f  ul  sight  to  be -hold. 
What  a  wou-der-f  ul  sight  that  will  be. 


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Numberlessasthesandofthesea        -        shore,Numberless  as  the  sand  of  the  shore, 

Numberless  as  the  sand,  as  the  sand  of  the  shore, 


Oh,what  a  sight 'twill  be  When  theransomedhost  we  see, 


As  numberless  asthe  sand  of  the  seashore. 


No.  164. 

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Better  Days  Are  Coming  On. 

COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.  BLAOKMER.  »       t     /-       i_ 

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1.  Tho' the  path-way  seenieth  dark  and  drear -y,    As     in  sad-ness  we  are 

2.  Bet  -  ter  days!  when  naught  of  sin  and  sor  -  row  Shall  abide  with  those  whose 

3.  Bet  -  ter  days!  0  sweet  the  song  in    glo  -  ry,  When  the  vie  -  to  -  ry  and 

k  ,^  J.  A  I^l- i i  J.  p  }^^I>  pJ^J> 

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pil  -  grim-age  is  done;  When  the  night  shall  yield  to  gold-en  morrow — Bet-ter 
crown  of  life  are  won,   And  we  sing  redemption's  wondrous  sto-ry,    In    the 


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Josephine  Pollard. 
3d  V.  by  F.  A.  Blackmer, 

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Sowin*  and  Reapin*. 

COPYRIGHT,   1915,  BY  F.   A.  BLACKMER. 


Edward  A.  Perkins. 


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1.  Out  on  the  highways, wher-ev-er  we  go,    Seed  we  must  gather  and  seed  we  must  sow; 

2.  Out  of  those  gardens  so  gorgeous  with  flow'rs.  Seed  we  may  gather  to  beau-ti-fy  ours; 

3.  Let    us  en-deav-or  each  day  to  do  more.  Seed-time  and  harvest-time  soon  will  be  o'er; 

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While  from  our  own  lit-tle  plot  we  may  share  Something  to  render  our  neighbor's  more  fair. 

While    it    is  day  let  us  no  du-ty  shirk,  Night  fast  approaches  when  no  man  can  work. 


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Here,where  it  seems  but  a  wil-der-ness  place,  Wanting  in  beau-ty  and  wanting  in  grace, 
Out  of  each  moment  some  good  we  ob-tain,  Something  to  winnow  and  scat-ter  a -gain; 
Glean-ing-time  lin-gers  for  me  and  for  you,  There  is  still  work  that  true  helpers  may  do. 


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Some  lit-tle  crea-ture  in  ten-der-ness  goes,  Plucking  the  net-tie  and  planting  the  rose. 
All  that  we  lis -ten  to,  all  that  we  read.  All  that  we  think  of  is  gath-er-ing  seed. 
Help  us,  dear  Sav-ior,  the  time  to  redeem.  Make  our  en-deav-ors  with  fruitfulness  teem. 

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ter  as    well; 
which  we  sow, 
age  a  -  new. 


Gath-er-ing  seed,  we  must  scat-ter  as  well, 
That  which  we  gather  is  that  which  we  sow, 
Haste  to  the  vineyard  with  courage  a-new. 


Gath-er-ing  seed,  we  must  scat-ter  as  well; 
That  which  we  gather  is  that  which  we  sow. 
Haste  to  the  vineyard  with  courage  a-new, 


Sowing  and  Reaping. 


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God will  watch  o      -      -     ver  the  place where  it  fell,  . 

Seed    -     -    time  and  bar    -     -     vest  al  -  ter     -     -     nate-ly    flow, 
Fin     -     -     ish  the    work Je  -  sus  bids you  to    do;  . 


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God  will  watch  o-ver  the  place  where  it  fell. 
Seed-time  and  harvest  al  -  ter-nate-ly  flow, 
Fin  -  ish  the  work  Je-sus      bida  you  to   do. 


God  will  watch  o-ver  the  place  where  it  fell. 
Seed-time  and  harvest  al  -  ter-nate-ly  flow. 
Fin  -  ish  the  work  Je-sus  bids  you  to  do; 


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I  Will  Believe. 


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1  nail    my     pas  -  slons    to     the  cross,  Where  my  Re  -  deem 
Give    me     the    pres  -  ence    of     Thy  grace;  Then    my  re  -  joic  ■ 

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Chc— I       will    be  -  lieve,      I      do       be  -  lieve   That     Je  -  sus    died     for       me; 

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Break  down  this  sep  -  a  -  rat  -  ing  wall,  And  let  me  feel  Thy  love. 
And  all  things  else  I  count  but  loss  For  Je  -  sus  cru  -  ci  -  fied. 
Shall  speak   a  -  loud    Thy  right-eous-ness,    And    make  Thy  praise  my         song. 


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And     thro'  His  blood,  His      pre-cious  blood,     I         shall  from  sin      be  free. 


No.  167. 


A.  T.  G. 

Duet. 


The  Land  of  Pure  Delight. 

COPYRIGHT,   1016,   BY  F.  A.   BUACKMER. 


A.  T.  Gorham. 


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1.  A      '  few  more  days 

2.  A       few  more  bit  - 

3.  Takecour-age,  sail  - 


to  brave  the  blast,  The  surg-ing   tide         to 
ter  tears  to  shed,  Where  sorrows     o    -     ver- 
ors,  for  the  night     Is  near-ing     un     -    to 


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And  wear  life's  di  -  a  - 
The  paths  of  want  and 
As  earth-mists  roll    a  - 


And  we  shall  gain  our  ha-ven  home, 
A  few  more  wan  -  ing  days  to  thread 
The  bow    of    hope  shall  span  the  cloud 


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Be      val-iant,  tho'    the    bil-lows  foam,  And  tem-pests  loud    -    ly    roar; 

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Soon  thou  shalt  hear  the  "Peace,  be  still,"  And  rest  for  -  ev 
And    we     re-deemed,. be-hold- ing  then,   Shall  won-der    at 


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And  dwell  in      ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  bliss,     In    that  blest  world    of     light. 


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No.  168. 


Thy  Coming  A*ain. 


COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


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1.  I'm    wait -ing  for  Thee,  Lord,  Thy  beau-ty    to    see,  Lord,  I'm  wait-ing  for 

2.  'Mid  dan  -  get  and  fear,  Lord, I'm  oft  wear  -  y  here.  Lord, The  day  must  be 

3.  While  Thou  art    a-way,  Lord,  I   stum-ble  and  stray,  Lord,  Oh,  has -ten  the 

4.  Our  loved  ones  be- fore.  Lord,  Theirtroublesareo'er,  Lord, I'llmeetthemonca 

5.  E'en  now  let  my  ways.  Lord,  Bebrightin  Thy  praise.  Lord,  For  brief  are  the 


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Thee,  For  Thy  com  -  ing  a  -  gain;  Thou'rt  gone  o 
near  Of  Thy  com -ing  a -gain;  'Tis  all  sun- 
day  Of  Thy  com -ing  a -gain;  This  is  not 
more  At  Thy  com -ing  a -gain;  Thy  blood  was 
days  Ere  Thy  com  -  ing  a  -  gain;  I'm  wait  -  ing 
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ver  there.  Lord,   A 
shine  there.  Lord,  No 
my  rest,  Lord,    A 
the  sign,  Lord,  That 
for  Thee,  Lord,  Thy 


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place  to  pre-pare,Lord,  Thyhomel  shall  share,  At 
sigh  -  ing  nor  care,  Lord,  But  glo  -  ry  so  fair  At 
pil  -  grim  confessed,  Lord,  I  wait  to  be  blest,  At 
marked  them  asThine.Lord,  And  brightly  they'll  shine  At 
beau  -  ty    to     see,  Lord, No    tri-umph  for    me  Like 


Thy  coming  a-gain. 

Thy  coming  a-gain. 

Thy  coming  a-gain. 

Thy  coming  a-gain. 

Thy  coming  a-gain. 


No.  169.  Companionship  With  Jesus. 


Mary  D.  James. 


USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


W.  J.  Klrkpatrlck. 


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1.  Oh,  bless -ed    fel- low -ship   di-vine!  Oh,  joy    su-prerae-ly  sweet!  Com- 

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  shel-t'ring  wings  of  love  Are  al  -  ways  o'er  me  spread;  And 


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pan  -  ion  -  ship   with  Je  -  sus  here  Makes  life   with  bliss    re  -  plete:    In 
soft  -  est  whis  -  pers  of    His  love     In       fel  -  low  -  ship    so    dear,    And 
path,  il  -  lu  -  mined  by  His  smiles,  Grows  brighter  day     by    day;     No 
tho'  the  storms  may  fierce-ly  rage.    All    calm  and  free  from  dread,  My 

J    J.  .t)  J    *  f  f  f_i  ..  - 


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One,      I     find  my  Heav'n  on  earth  be -gun." 
hand  Pro  -  tects  me    in     this  hos  -  tile  land, 
fear.  With  my    Al-might-y  Friend  so  near, 
sings  "I'll  trust  the  cov-ert     of     Thy  wings. 


un  -  ion  with  the    pur  -  est 
feel   His  great  Al-might  -  y 
foes,  no  woes  my  heart  can 
peace-ful  spir  -  it     ev  -  er 


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No.  170. 


New  Jerusalem. 


4 — I 


J.  In&alls.  1790. 

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2  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, — 
"Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

3  "The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  His  blest  abode; 
Men  are  the  objects  of  His  grace, 
And  He  their  gracious  God. 

G.  S.  12 


4  "His  own  kind  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye;  [fears. 

And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and 
And  death  itself,  shall  die." 

5  How  long,  dear  Savior,  0  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time. 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 


No.  171.    I  Know  I  Shall  Want  to  Be  There. 


F.  A.  B. 


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COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  When  the    serv  -  ants   of    God  have  been  called  from  their  toil,  And   the 

2.  When  the  great  ransomed  ar  -  my   shall  mar  -  shal    at    last,     On     the 

3.  When  the  Sav  -  ior  who  died      to     re -deem     fall  -  en    men,   And  hath 


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And  the  long-promised  rest  they  have 

Bear-ing  tro-phies  of  conquest  o'er 

In  the  midst  of  the  great  ransomed 


bright,  fadeless  crowns  have  been  giv'n, 
plains    of    the    Par  -  a  -  dise  land, 
bro't  them  His  glo  -  ry     to  see, 


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en  -    tered  up-on,     In  the  beau  -  ti  -  ful  king-dom  of  Heav'n, 
sin       and  the  grave,  I  shall  want  then  a-mong  them  to  stand, 
throng  shall  appear,     I  shall  want  then  a-mong  them  to     be; 


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geth  -  er  with  one  might-y  out  -  burst  of  song  They  shall  praise  for  sal- 
want  then  His  beau  -  ti  -  ful    face     to    be-hold,     I    shall  want   then  His 


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And  the  great  an-them  swells  thro' the 
And  when  He       o  -  ver    all     shall  be 


white,  pure  and  fair; 
va  -  tion  de  -  clare, 
glo    -    ry     to    share; 


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heav'n  -  ly  do-main,  Oh,  I  know  I  shall  want  to  be  there, 
crowned  King  of  kings.  Oh,     I    know     I    shall  want     to     be  there. 


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G.  W.  S. 


INo  One  Like  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,    1S09,   BY  G.  W.  8EDERQUI8T. 


G.  W.  Sederqulst. 


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1.  Je  -  9US  the  Sav-ior  -by  faith   I    can  see,         Up  with  the  Fa-ther,  as 

2.  Je  -  sus  in    glo  -  ry  who  conquered  the  grave,    Triumphed  when  ris-ing   His 

3.  Sure  is  the  prom-ise,  He's  coming  for    me;       Signs    of    re-demp-tion  now 

4.  Je  -  sus  e-ter-nal,  our  glo-ri-ous   King,  Crowns  of    re-joic-ing  He 

5.  0       to  be  gath-ered  at  last   on  that  shore,     Kin-dred  and  loved  ones  to 


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kind, 

gloom; 

light, 

free; 

share, 


my  on  -  ly  plea;  Hope  of  sal  -  va  -  tion,  so  lov  -  ing  and 
peo  -  pie  to  save;  0  -  pened  the  por  -  tals  and  ban-ished  the 
plain-ly  I  see; — Gleams  of  the  morn-ing,  all  ra-diant  with 
sure  -  ly  will  bring;  Life  ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing,  a  -  bun-dant  and 
part  nev-er  -  more;    Safe    in     the   king-dom,  its  bless-ings    to 


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Saved  us  from  dark-ness  and  dread  of  the 
Chas-ing  the  shad-ows,  dis  -  pel  -  ling  the 
Glo  -  ry  to  Je  -  sus,  His  face  we  shall 
Glo  -  ry    im  -  mor-tal,  we     long  to     be 


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No.  173.        Take  My  Mand,  Dear  rather. 

"For  I,  the  Lord  thy  God,  will  hold  thy  right  hand."— ISA.  12:  13. 
Mrs.  E.  C.  Ellsworth.  Chas.  Edw.  Prior. 

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1.  Take  my  hand,  dear  Fa-ther, 

2.  Take  my  hand,  dear  Fa-ther, 

3.  Take  my  hand,  dear  Fa-ther, 


Lead  me  safe  -  ly  thro'; 
Lest  I  meet  a  snare, 
Be    my  guard  and  guide; 


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For      the  gate      is       nar  -  row, 
And     my  feet  should  stum-ble 
Naught  shall  ev  -  er     harm  me. 


And  the  way 
While  I'm   un   - 
While  I'm  near 


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a   -   ware. 

Thy     side. 


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No.  174.    Since  I've  Learned  to  Trust  Him  More. 


F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,   1815,   BY  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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1.  Once    1  tho't  I  walked  with  Je -BUS,  Yet  such  changeful  feel-ings  had; 

2.  But    He  called  me  clo- set  to    Him,  Bade  my  doubting,  fear-ing,  cease; 

3.  Now  I'm  trusting  ev- 'ry  mo-ment,  Noth  -  ing  less  can    be    e-nough; 

4.  Dear  one,  fol- low  not    a  -  far    off,  Lon-gersuch  a   gracious  Lord; 


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Sometimes  trusting,  sometimes  doubting,  Sometimes  joy-ful,  sometimes  sad. 

And  when    I    had  full  -  y  yield -ed.  Filled  my  soul  with  per-fect  peace. 

And    the  Sav-ior  bears  me  gen  -  tly  O'er  those  pla-ces  once  so  rough. 

Haste,  and  make  the  full  sur  -  ren  -  der.  Wondrous  peace  will  He  ac  -  cord. 


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No.  175. 


Mrs.  Ophelia  Adams. 


We  Knows  it  All. 

COPYRIGHT,    1905,  BY  E.  O.   EXCELL.       WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT  SECURED. 


C.  M.  Davis. 


1.  I  love  to    think    my  Fa-ther  knows  Why  I  have  missed  the  path  I  chose, 

2.  I  love  to    think    my  Fa-ther  knows  The  thorns  I  pluck  with  ev-'ry  rose, 

3.  I  love  to    think    my  Fa-ther  knows  The  strength  or  weakness  of  my  foes, 


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And  that  I    soon  shall  clear-Iy    see      The  way  He  led      was  best  for  me. 
Thedai-ly   griefs      I  seek   to    hide  From  the  dear  souls      I  walk  be -side. 
And  that  I    need    but  stand  and  see     Each  con-flict  end       in  vie  -  to  -  ry. 


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No.  176. 


J.  L.  McDonalb. 


Why  Stand  Ye  Here  Idle? 

COPYRIOHT,   18«2,   BYE     O.   EXCELL. 
WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 


E.  O.  ExceU. 


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bro-ther's  in  need,  His  cries      as  -  cend 
soul's    be  -  ing  lost, Speak, speak  words  of 
la  -  bor  each  day,    To    lead    men    to 

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work-men,     the  weeds    are  grown  tall;  The  ripe 

heav'nward,  then  pray    you,  give  heed;  For  food 

warn -ing,    what-ev  -  er    the    cost;  The  soul 
Je  -  sus,      the  Truth,  Life  and   Way; 


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suf  -  fers  to  -  night.  Then  ran  -  der  as-sist-ance;    0,   dare    to    do  right, 
sin     and  from  shame.  And  give    to  the  Sav  -  ior     to  praise  His  dear  name, 
pres-ence  to    lend.     To   com -fort  and  strengthen,  till     la  -  bors  shall  end. 


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No.  177. 

Horatlus  Bonar. 


Keep  Me  Galm. 


USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


F.  D.  Barnes. 


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1.  Calm  me,   my  God,  and  keep   me  calm,  While  these  hot  breez-es    blow; 

2.  Calm  me,   my  God,  and  keep  me  calm.  Soft  rest  -  ing  on    Thy  breast; 

3.  Yes,  keep  me  calm,  tho' loud   and  rude  The  sounds  my  ear  that  greet, 


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Be  like  the  night-dew's  cool-ingbalm,  Up  -  onearth'sfe  -vered  brow. 
Soothe  me  with  ho  -  ly  hymn  and  psalm.  And  bid  my  spir-it  rest. 
Calm    in     the  clos  -  et'a  sol  -  i  -  tude,  Calm   on     the  bus  -  tling  street. 


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Mrs.  C.  H.  M. 


He  is  All  In  All  to  Me. 

COPYRIGHT,   1914,   BY  E.  O.   EXCELU.       WORDS  AND  MUSIC. 
INTERNATIONAL  COPYRIGHT. 


Mrs.  C.  H.  Morris. 


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1.  Long  by   sin  my  eyes  were  blind-ed,  And  no  beau- ty  could  I      see 

2.  Mil -lions  to  His  feet  are  com-ing,  Just  as    in     the  long  a  -  go, 

3.  Do     you  won-der  that  I  love  Him,  When  He  died  my  soul  to    save? 


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In    the  wondrous  "Man  of  Sorrows,"  Who  once  walked  in  Gal-  i  -  lee: 
When  the  mul-ti-tudes  so  thronged  Him,  Of  His  wondrous  grace  to  know. 
When  no  price  could  pay  my  ran- sora.  His  own  pre-cious  life   He  gave! 


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By      His  gra-cious  touch  of  heal  -  ing    He    has  made  my  eyes  to    see, 
He       is    still  the    bur  -  den-bear  -  er     Of     sin-strick-en  hu- man  kind; 
He      has  won  my  heart  for  -  ev  -  er,  And  my  song  shall  ev  -  er     be, 


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And  the  "Man,  de-spised,  re- ject-ed,"  Now  is  all    the  world  to    me. 
Ad  -  am's  ev  -  'ry    son   and  daughter  May    a  full    de-liv- 'ranee  find. 
"Take  the  world,  but  give  me    Je-sus,"He    is  all    in     all     to    me. 


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He     is    all  in   all  to  me,  to     me;     He     is   all   in  all  to  me,  to    me; 

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He  is  All  In  All  to  Me. 


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Christ  has  won  my  heart  for- ev  -  er,  (for-ev-er),  And  is  ail     in  all    tome. 


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Help  Just  a  Little. 


No.  179. 


Rev.  W.  A.  Spencer. 


Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrlck. 


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Broth-er  for  Christ's  kingdom  sigh-ing,  Help  a  lit-tle, 

Is       thy  cup  made  sad    by    tri  -  al?  Help  a  lit-tle, 

Tho'  no  wealth  to  thee    is     giv-en,  Help  a  lit-tle, 

Let     us  live    for    one    an  -  oth  -  er,  Help  a  lit-tle. 


5.  Tho' thy  life     is  pressed  with  sor-row.  Help   a    lit-tle, 

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help  a  lit-tle; 

help  a  lit-tle; 

help  a  lit-tle; 

help  a  lit-tle; 

help  a  lit-tle; 


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self  -de  -  ni  -  al, 
gold     in     Heav-en, 
fall  -  en    broth-er. 


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Help  just 
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No.  180. 


Paith  Will  Brin.^  the  Blessing. 


James  Rowe. 


COPYRIGHT,    t912,   BY  W.   E.   BIEDERWOLF. 
E.  O.   EXCELL,  OWNER. 


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2.  In  some  hour  un-guard-ed,  if  the  foe    as  -  sail,  Tho'  you  feel  your  weakness, 

3.  On  the  Lord  de-pend-ing,  sing  a  -  long  the  way, Naught  can  ev-er  harm  you 

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tri-umph  0  -  ver  wrong,  Put  your  faith  in    je-sus.  He  is  true  and  strong; 

let  not  cour-age  fail;  Trust  in    Je  -  sus  on  -  ly    and  you  shall  pre -vail; 

if     He    is  your  stay;  Lean  up  -  on    His  promise    till  the  bet  -  ter    day; 


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Faith  will  bring  the  blessing    ev-'ry    time      .     .       Faithwilllnng  the  blessing 

yes,  ev'ry  time. 


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F.  A.  B. 


The  Bright,  Golden  A*e. 

COPYRIGHT,   1915,   BV  F.  A.  BLACKMER. 


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2.  It         is    oft  described  in  the  Book  of  books,  By  the    ho  -  iy  seers  of    old, 

3.  Thus    the  glo-rynow  we  can  al-most  see.  And  the  kingdom  fair  be -hold; 

4.  Men    mayloud-Iy  sing  of    a  gold-en  age,  Hu-raan  ef- fort  shall  ob- tain, 

5.  Then    0  haste,  thou  bright  and  Morning  Star,  Bring  that  wondrous  golden  age, 

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And  the  signs  we  see  that  proclaim  it  near  Are  the  signs  which  they  foretold. 
And  the  cit  -  y  bright  with  each  gate  a  pearl.  And  the  streets,  transparent  gold 
But    the  Word  declares  it    can  nev-er  come  Till  our  Lord  re-turns  to  reign. 
That  Thy  worship  all  thro'  its  endless  years,  May  our  highest  pow'rs  en-gage. 


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3.  Sing    of  the  bless-ings,  so  man-y    and  sweet,  Like  heav'nly  blos-soms  that 

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Sunbeams  of  Glory. 


COPYRIGHT,    1916,   BY  WM.   J.   KIRKPATRICK,   2009  N.   FIFTEENTH  ST.,  PHILA.,   PA. 

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5.  0       tell  me  nev-er  that  Christ  in   not    a  friend!    I  have  of t-en  proved  Him, 
I.  Trust-ing  in    Je-sus     I    find    a  sweet  re-pose,Peace-ful-ly   and  on-ward 

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No.  184. 


F.  A.  B. 


His  Easy  Yoke. 


COPYRIGHT,    1»16,   BY  F.   A.  BLACKMER. 


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The  bless-ing  of  Heav-en  comes  down  on  my  soul  When  faith-ful  I  stand  at  my 
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No.  185. 


Eben  E.  Rexford. 


Some  Happy  Day. 

JOHN  J.  HOOD,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 

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2.  Tho' dim  the  vi-sion  of    the  throng,  And  faint  the  ech  -  o    of    the   song, 

3.  It     may   be  that    I    shall  not  know  The  way,  when  comes  my  time  to  go; 

4.  "Some day, "I  say  in  faith,  and  wait    The   op'ning  of  the  heav'nly  gate; 


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I      seem  to  hear  the  voi  -  ces     say,  "'Twill  all  be  real  some  hap-py    day." 
But    in    my  Father's  hand  I'll    lay      My  own,  and  He  shall  show  the  way. 
Come  soon  or  late,  that  time  will  be   The  dawn  of  Heav'n's  sweet  rest  for  me. 


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Rev.  J.  Oatman,  Jr.. 


He  Included  Me. 

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1.  I      am  so  hap-py    in  Christ  to-day,  That  I  go  singing   a  -  long  my  way; 

2.  Glad-ly    I  read,"  Who-so-ev-er  may  Come  to  the  fountain  of    life    to-day;" 

3.  Ev  -  erGod'sSpiritissaying,"Come!"Hear  the  Bride  saying, "Nolongerroam;" 
4. "Freely  come  drink,"wordsthe  soul  to  thrill!  Owithwhat  joythey  myheart  do  fill! 


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But  when  I    read  it     I     al-ways  say,  "Je-sus  in-clud-ed  me  too." 

But  I  am  sure  while  they're  call-ing  home,  Je  -  sus  in-clud-ed  me  too. 

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No.  187.         Where  My  Kin*  Leads  On. 


Rev.  W.  C.  Poole. 


COPYRIGHT,   191S,   BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 


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2.  In        the  bat-tie  fray  there  is  need  to-day  For  the  loy-al    and  the    ev  -  er 

3.  Where  my  King  leads  on  till  the  fight  is  won,  And  we  stand  up -on  the  field  of 

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vie  -  to  -  ry ;  He  will  lead  a-right,  thro'  the  thickest  fight.  And  I'll  follow  where  His 

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3.  Night  and  day  it  sings  the   same  song,  Sings  it  when  I    sit    a- 

4.  On    the  grave  it  sits  and    sings  it,  Sings  it  when  the  heart  would 

5.  Far-ther  on!  Oh!  how  much  farther?  Count  the  mile-stones  one  by 

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Rev.  C.  W.  Ray,  D.  D. 

Andante. 


Best  of  All. 

COPYRIGHT,   1889,   BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK. 
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2.  Je-sus  loves  and  watches  o'er  me,  When  a -stray  He  will  re-store 

3.  Je-sus  loves  and  He  will  guide  me,  All     I    need  He  will  pro-vide 


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Carrie  M.  Wilson. 


Will  You  Gome? 


COPYRIGHT.    1882,   BY  JNO.    R.   SWENEY. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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2.  He       has  tar-ried  long  for  you;    will  you  come?  See,  His  locks  are  wet  with 

3.  Will  you  heed  the  Sav-ior's  call?   Will  you  come    To    the  feast  prepared  for 

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look  to  Him  by  faith  and  live?   He  is  call-ing  you  to-day- 
garment  that  your  soul  must  wear. 


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Jesus,  Blessed  Jesus. 

COPYRIGHT,   1906,   BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 
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2.  He     hear-eth  the  cry    of  the  soul  distressed,  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus; 

3.  He     nev  -  er  for-sakes  in  the  dark-est  hour,  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus; 

4.  What  joy     it  will  be  when  we    see  His  face,  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  susi 


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He  heal- eth  the  wounded,  He  giv-eth  rest,  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus: 
His  arm  is  a-round  us  with  keep-ing  pow'r,  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je  -  sus: 
For  -  ev  -  er  to   sing  of  His  love  and  grace,     Je  -  sus,  bless-ed    Je  -  sus: 

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When  from  loved  ones  we're  called  to  part.  When  the  tears  in  our    an-guish  start, 
When  we    en  -  ter  the  Shad-ow-land,   When  at  Jor-dan  we  trembling  stand. 
There    at  home  on  that  shin- ing  shore.  With  the  loved  ones  gone  on    be -fore. 


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He     will  meet  us  with  outstretched  hand,  This  Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je 

We     will  praise  Him  for  -  ev  -  er  -  more.  Our    Je  -  sus,  bless-ed  Je 


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F.  A.  B. 


COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  F.  A.   BLACKMEH. 


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1.  0     what    a     lov-ing  Friend  have  I,  Who  came  to  earth  for  me  to    die; 

2.  I       hear  His  voice  when  dark  the  day, "Lo,  I    am  with  you, child, al-way;'- 

3.  I        feel  His  pres-ence  sweet  at  morn;  At  noon  it    does  my  path  a-dorn; 

4.  How  bless-ed     in    this  pil-grim-age,  With  work  to   do     and  wars  to  wage, 

5.  Now  "see-ing  dark- ly  thro'  a  veil",  By  faith  sin's  strong-holds  we  as-sail. 


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Who  hears  and  helps, wher-e'er  I  be,  And  is  not  far  a-way  from  me. 
Then  I  rejoice,  while  ter-rors  flee.  That  He's  not  far  a-way  from  me. 
And  when  the  eve-ning  shades  I  see,  Still  He's  not  far  a-way  from  me. 
To  know  He's  with  us  night  and  day,  And  nev- er  far  from  us  a-way. 
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The  Lily  of  the  Valley. 


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2.  Oh,  He   all   my  griefs  has  ta  -  ken,  and   all  my  sorrows  borne;  In  temp- 

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ta  -  tion  He's  my  strong  and  mighty  tow'r;  I  have  all  for  Him  for  -  sa-ken,  and 

live  by  faith  and  do   His  bless-ed  will;  A  wall  of  fire  a-boutme,rve 

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all     my  i  -  dols  torn    From  my  heart,  and  now  He  keeps  me  by  His  pow'r. 
noth-ing  now  to  fear,   With  His  man  -  na  He    my  hun  -  gry  soul  shall  fill. 


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F.  A.  B. 


Saved,  Gloriously  Saved 


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2.  What  a  change  thegraceofGodinmehaswrought, Since  I  heard  the  joyful  sound; 

3.  From  the  mir-y    clay  up  on  the  sol  -  id  rockHas  mySav-ior  lift-ed  me, 


There  are  hal-  le  -  lu-jahs  in  it,  and  they  roll  Upward  tow'rdtheLord'srighthand; 
How  I  love  to  shout  the  blessed  ti-dings out, "What  a  Sav-ior  I  havefound!" 
And  His  constant  praise  shall  be  up-on  my  lips, "Till  Hisbless-ed  face     I     see;" 

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From  the  mountain  tops  would  I  proclaim  the  news  Of  sal-va  -  tion  full  and  free; 
For   He  leads  me  on  in  pastures  fresh  and  green,  And  new  beauties  makes  me  see, 


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Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah,  glo-ry  to  the  Savior's  name,  That  He  lift-ed  and  saved  me! 
Till  my  soul  enraptured  cries,"0  Praise  the  Lord,"That  He  lift-ed  and  saved  me! 


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No.  195. 

Isaac  Watts. 


At  the  Gross. 

COPYRIGHT,   18B5,   BY  R.   E.   HUDSON. 


R.  E.  Hudson. 


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2.  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  liave  done, He  groaned  upon  the  tree?  A-maz-ing 

3.  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide,And  shut  His  glo-ries  in.  When  Christ,  the 

4.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  re-pay  The  debt  of  love    I    owe:  Here,  Lord,  I 


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pit  -  y !  grace  unkno wn !  And  love  beyond  degree !  At  the  cross,  at  the  cross  where  I 

mighty  Mak-er,  died  For  man, the  creature's  sin. 

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No.  196.       How  Par  to  the  Gity  of  Gold. 

Mrs.  E.  E.  Miles.  copyright,  iei6,  by  f.  a.  buckmer. 

Arr.  and  4th  V.  by  F.  A.  B.  F.  A.  Blackmer. 


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2.  How  far  to  the  Cit  -  y 

3.  How  far  to  the  Cit  -  y 

4.  How  far  to  the  Cit  -  y 


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Gold? 
Gold? 
Gold? 


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Where  sor  -  row  ne'er  shall  come — The 
Thy  waitingChurch  would  know;Each 


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mourning  o'erthe  friends  they  love,Indeath'sembrace  laid  low;  Howlongere  saints  a- 
prom-ised  land  of  joy  and  rest,  Thesaints'e-ter-nalhome?The  jour-ney  long  haa 
day  Thy  chil-dren  upward  gaze,Each  day  more  anxious  grow;BlestSavior,cIeavethe 


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wake  And  pass  those  por-tals  fair?  Hope  whis-pers  in    af-flic-tion's  hour,  Weep 
been,   But  home  will  soon  ap- pear;  Each  landmark  past  pro-claims  to  us  We're 
sky.     And  quick-ly,  qnick-ly  come;  We  long  to  see   Thy  bless-ed  face,  And 

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al  -  most,  al-most  there. 

dwell  with  Thee  at     home.  Press  on,  press  on,  press  on,  press  on. 


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Redeemed. 


c  I    /-  L  COPYRIGHT,   1882  AND  1910,   BY  WM.   J.   KIRKPATRICK.  „;  i    i^.    i   _     *    ■     l 

Fanny  J.  Crosby.  „spn  rv  pprm.rs.on.  Wm.  J.  Kirkpatrlck. 


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1.  Redeemed!  how  I  love   to  pro-claim  it,  Redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

2.  Redeemed  and  so  hap  -  py  in    Je  -  sus,  No  language  ray  rap-ture  can  tell; 

3.  I      think  of  my  bless-ed  Re-deem-er,    I  think  of  Him  all  the  day  long; 

4.  I      know  I   shall  see  in  His  beau-ty,  The  King  in  whose  law  I    de  -  light; 


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I      know  that  the  light  of  His  pres-ence  With  me  doth  con-tin-  ual  -  ly  dwell. 

I        sing,  for    I    can-not    be    si  -  lent,  His  love  is  the  theme  of  my  song. 

Who  lov-ing-ly  guardeth  my  foot-steps,  And  giv-eth  me  songs  in  the  night. 


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No.  198. 


C.  M.  S. 


Brin^in^  Back  the  Kin$. 

COPYRIGHT,   1915,   BY  C.   M.   SEAMAN8. 


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1.  I         love    to    hear  you    tell      How  man  -  y    years    a  -  go       The 

2.  The     8to  -  ry      of    His  love       To      me  when  lost    in     sin,        Is 

3.  The  world    is     full    of  strife,    And  blight -ed,  too,  by     sin,      Yet 


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mu  -  sic   to   my  ear8,And  gives  me  joy  with-in;    But  still  I'm  won-der-ing, 
men    ex-pect  to    see     A  gold-en    age  come  in;  But  Christ  a -lone  can  bring 

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And  to  Him  tribute  bring,  Why  speak  ye  not  a  word  Of  bringing  back  the  King? 
The  while  men  talk  and  sing,That  they  speak  not  a  word  Of  bringing  back  the  King ! 
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F.  A.  B. 

Duet. 


Jesus  Will  be  Your  Friend. 

COPYRIGHT,   1916,  BY  F.  A.   BLACKMER. 


F.  A.  Blackmer, 


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1.  Are    you  lone  -  ly    and    worn  and  sad?    Je  -  sus  will  be  your  Friend; 

2.  Are  you  bowed 'neath  a      load    of  sin?      Je  -  sus  will  be  your  Friend; 

3.  None  so     lov-ing,   so  strong  and  true,    Je  -  sus  will  be  your  Friend; 

4.  He     will    go   with  you     ev  -  'ry  where,  Je  -  sus  will  be  your  Friend; 

5.  Seek  His  grace  and  your    soul  shall  live,    Je  -  sus  will  be  your  Friend; 

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Come  just  now,    a     new    life      be  ■ 
In        all  points  tempted  Hke      as 
Bear  your  bur-dens,  your  sor  -  rows 
Ira  -  mor  -  tal  -  i  -  ty    will     He 


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■  sus  will    be  your  Friend. 

■  sus  will    be  your  Friend, 
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No.  200. 


The  Pearly  White  Gity. 


A.  F.  I. 


Moderato. 


COPYRIGHT,   1902,   BY  A.   F.   INGLER. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


Arthur  F.  Inkier. 


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1.  There's  a  ho -ly  and  beau-ti-ful  cit-y,     Whose  builder  and  rul-er    is    God; 

2.  No  sin  is   allowed  in  that  cit-y,         And  nothing  de  - fil-ing  nor  meaD; 

3.  No  heart-aches  are  know  in  that  cit  -  y,         No  tears  ev  -  er  moisten  the  eye; 

4.  My      loved  ones  will  soon  gather  yon-deir.     My  friends,  so  fast  passing  a -way; 


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No  pain  and  no  sickness  can  en  -  ter.  No  crape  in  that  cit  -  y  is  seen; 
There's  no  dis-ap-point-mentin  glo  -  ry,  No  en  -  vy  or  strife  can  conae  nigh; 
And    I,  too  shall  join  their  bright  number,    And  dwell  in    e  -  ter  -  ni-ty's  day: 

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Earth's  sorrow  and  cares  are  for-got- ten,      No  tempter    is  there  to   an-noy; 
The  saints,  then  all  sanc-ti  -  fled  wholly.       Will  live  in  sweet  har-mo-ny     there; 
Then  safe  there  in   glo -ry  with  Je-sus,  We'll  sing,  "All  our  tri  -  als  are  past, 


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No    part-ing  words  ev  -  er   are  spo  -  ken,  There's  nothing  to  hurt  and  de  -  stroy . 
My  heart  is  now  set   on  that  cit-y,       And  some  day  its  blessings  I '11  share. 
We've  0  -  ver-come  sin  and  the  tempt-er.  And  reached  the  fair  cit  -  y    at    last. ' ' 
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„            ,     .                    ^^    ^                  ,           COPYRIGHT,   1913,  BY  J.   HOWARD  ENTWISLE.  _,              ij     /-     .      .     i 

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3.  I      want  to    Hve     a-bovethe world,  Tho'Sa-tan'sdarts at  me  are  hurled, 

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Tho'somemaydwell  where  these  abound, Myprayer.myaim  is  high-er  ground. 
For  faith  has  caught  the  joy  -  ful  sound, The  song  of  saints  on  high  -  er  ground. 
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heav  -  i  -  ly  la  -den.  And  with  long  weeping,  our  eyes  have  grown  dim. 
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2.  My    hands  are  so  wear-y    toil -ing    on    For  per  -  ish  -  a  -  ble    meat; 

3.  Have  patience,  poor  heart,  His  feet  were  torn,  His  hands  were  wear-y     too; 

4.  So      love  thou  the  path  thy  Sav  -  ior  trod.  And  pa-tientwait  thy    rest; 

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0  cit  -  y  of  God!  I  fain  would  reach  Thy  glo-rious  mer-cy- seat! 
His  garments  were  stained  and  trav-el-worn.  His  head  wet  with  the  dew; 
The   cit  -  y     of  God  thou  soon  shalt  see.  Home  of     the  loved  and  blest; 


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0  cit  -  y  of  God!  I  fain  would  reach  Thy  glo-rious 
His  garments  were  stained  and  trav-el-torn,  His  head  wet 
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No.  204. 

Wm.  Brlckey. 


Joyful  News. 


COPYRIGHT,   1914,   BV  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK.  WlTl.    J.    KirkpatrlCk. 


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1.  Have  you  heard  the    joy-ful  news— Christ  is    com-ing?  Though  the 

2.  E'en  the  stars,  the   sun  and  moon,  Say,  He's  com-ing,  He      is 

3.  Yes,   that    day    is  draw-ing  nigh,  Christ  is    com  -  ing;  We    shall 

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see  Him  by  and  by.  He    is  com-ing.  Tho' His  lov-ing  heart  is  ten-der, 

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Eighteous  judg-ment  will  He    ren  -  der.  For    in    maj-es-ty   and  splen-dor 

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Faith  of  Our  Fathers! 


Frederick  W.  Faber. 


H.  F.  Hemy,  adpt. 


1.  Faith  of  our  fa-thers!liv  -  ing  still      In  spite  of  dungeon,  fire  and  sword: 

2.  Our    fathers, chained  in  pris-ons  dark,  Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free; 

3.  Faith  of  our  fa-thers,God'sgreatpow'rShallsoonall  na-tions  win  for    thee; 

4.  Faith  of  our  fa-thers,we    will  love  Both  friend  and  foe  in     all    our  strife, 
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0  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy,  When-e'erwe  hear  that  glo-riousword: 
How  sweet  would  be  their  children's  fate  If  they, like  them, could  die  for  theel 
And  thro'  the  truth  that  comes  from  God  Mankind  shall  then  be  tru  -  ly  free. 
And  preach  thee,  too,  as  love  knows  how,    By  kind-ly  words  and  vir-tuous  life. 


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Gomin*  A^ain. 

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2.  When  He    had  spo-ken — while  they  looked  Stead-fast-ly  tow'rd  the     sky, 

3.  Our    Sav  -  ior,  ere    He    left    the  earth.   Said    He  would  come   a  -  gain; 

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The    Lord  went  up — was  lost     to    sight     In  clouds  then  pass  -  ing    by; 
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Victory  Ahead. 

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1.  When  the  hosts  of  Is-ra-el,   led  by  God, Round  the  walls  of  Jer-i-cho  soft-ly  trod; 

2.  Davidjwith  a  shepherd's  sling  and  five  stones, Met  the  gi-ant  on  the  field  all  a-lone; 

3.  Daniel  prayed  unto  the  Lord  thrice  each  day,Then  unto  the  lion's  den  led  the  way; 

4.  Of-ten  with  the  car-nal  mind  I  was  tried,  Ask-ing  for  de-liv-er-ance  oft  I  cried; 

5.  If  my  blessed  Savior  but  holds  my  hand ,  And  beside  death's  river,cold,I  must  stand; 


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Trusting  in  the  Lord,they  f  elt  the  conq'ror's  tread,By  faith  they  saw  the  victory  ahead. 
Trustingin  the  Lord, he  knew  what  God  had  said, By  faith  he  saw  the  victory  a-head. 
Trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  did  not  fear  or  dread,  By  faith  he  saw  the  victory  a-head. 
TrustingintheLord,  I  reck-oned  I  was  dead,  By  faith  I  sawthe  victory  a-head. 
Trusting  in  the  Lord,  I  will  not  fear  or  dread.  By  faith  I  see  the  victory  a-head. 


D.S.-Trusting  in  the  Lord,  I  hear  the  conq'ror's  tread,  By  faith  I  see  the  vie-to-ry  a-head. 
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Waitin*  and  Watching. 


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2.  I     thinii  of  His  won-der  -  ful  pit  -  y,  The  price  our  sal-va-tion  hath  cost; 

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He    left  the  bright  mansions  of  glo  -  ry.  To  suf-fer  and  die  for  the  lost; 
The  hope  that  mine  eyes  shall  behold  Him,  Then  I  shall  His  glad  welcome  hear; 


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Beautiful  Eden. 

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4.  'Tis  thus  that  sin  doth     en  -  ter   Our     E  -  den  pure  and 

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James  Rowe. 


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2.  Piecious,lov-ing  Sav-ior,    all    a-long  the  way.  Words  of  cheer  and  comfort 

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Mrs.  F.  A.  Breck. 


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grief  that    is    sor  -  est,  He  bring -eth  sweet  balm; 
sin     He    has  par -don     if      we     but  con -f  ess; 

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flow    -  ing  with  great  ten-der-ness,  There's  no  one  can  help  you  like  Je    -    sus. 


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Herbert  Buffum. 


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2.  Hushed  will  be  your  anguished  crying,  And  the  days,  so  full    of  sigh-ingjWill  be 

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Jennie  Ree. 


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Praise  Ye  the  Lord. 


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2.  Praise  ye        the  Lord!    Wor-thy  of  praise 

3.  Praise  ye        the  Lord!     Her-ald  His  name 


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Moun-tain  peak  and  des  -  ert  bleak  Tell  of  His  glo-ry  un  -  end  -  ing. 
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Lord,  I  Believe. 


THIS  ARR.   OWNED  BY  R.  E.  WIN8ETTE. 


Harmony  by  R.  E.  Wlnsette. 


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2.  How    eas  -  y   when  sail  -  ing  the  sea     in      a  calm,    To  trust    in    the 
3."I'11    stand  to    the  end,"  I   have  heard  peo-ple    say,  "I'll  fight  till     I 

4.  And    oth  -  ers  there  are    full    of  cour-ageand  zeal,  Who  go      to    the 

5.  Then   let     us    re-mem-ber    in  run  -  ning  this  race.  That  faith    is    not 


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die,        and  will  ne'er    run     a -way;"  But  when    by    temp-ta-tion     so 
bat    -     tie    like  war  -  riors  of    steel;    But   right    in      the    heat     of      the 
feel     -    ing,  and  trust      is    not  trace;  And  when    all      a -round    us    seems 

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be -liev -ing   they  faint  and  give    in. 
be -liev -ing,  and  win      in    the  fight. 


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1.  What    a  won  -  der-ful,  won  -  der-ful      Sav  -  ior,  Who  would 

2.  Thus   He  left  His  heav  -  en  -  ly      glo   -   ry  To    ac- 

3.  He     was  wound  -  ed  for     our          trans  -  gres  -  sions,  And  He 

4.  So       He  gave  His     life             for      oth  -  ers  In     re- 


die  on  the  cross  for  me! 
com-plish  His  Fa-ther's  plan; 
car  -  ried  our  sor-rows,  too; 
deem-ing  this  world  from  sin, 


Free-ly  shed-ding  His  pre-cious  life  -  blood, 
He  was  born  of    the  Vir  -  gin  Ma  -  ry, 
He's  the  Heal-er    of     ev  -  'ry  sick  -  ness,— 
And  He's  gone  to    pre-pare     a  man  -  sion. 


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This  He  came  to  the  world  to 
That  at  last    we  may  en  -  ter 


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No.  217. 

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A  Sinner  Forgiven. 

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1.  A  sin-nerfor-giv-en,  I'm  free  from  my  sin;  I'm  hap-py      in  Je  -  sus  who 

2.  A  sin-nerfor-giv-en,  the  shackles  all  gone,  A  child  of    the  Fa-ther,  of 

3.  A  sin-nerfor-giv-en,  my  guilt  is  all  past;  A  serv-ant    of  Je  -  sus  while 

4.  A  sin-ner  for-giv-en,  God's  grace  be  my  song;  E-ter  -  ni  -  ty  blest  shall  my 


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welcomed  me  in;  Now  saved  by  His  mer-cy,  His  love  and  His  grace,  My 
love     I  am  born ;  And  now  on  my  pathway  there's  light  streaming  down , I'm  an 
life -time  shall  last;   A  he!p-er    of  oth-ers    by  His  grace  I'll  be,     De- 
an -  them  pro-long;  For  such    a  dear  Sav-ior    as  Christ  is     to    me,     De- 


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heir  to      a  king-dom,  a    life  and   a  crown.     0  glo-ryl. 

clar-ing  the  wonders  of     mer-cy    to  me. 

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grace  in  His  gen-tle  embrace,  0  glo-ry!  I'm   a  sin-ner  for-giv-en. 

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No.  218. 


The  Old  Paths. 


"Thus  saith  the  Lord,  Stand  ye  in  the  ways,  and  see,  and  ask  for  the  old  paths,  where  is  the 

good  way,  and  walk  therein,  and  ye  shall  find  rest  for  your  souls.     But  they 

said,  We  will  not  walk  therein." — Jer.  6:  16. 


T.  H. 


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1 .  Ask  for  the  old  paths  saints  of  yore  have  trod  ;Take  for  your  guide  the  changeless  word  of  God; 

2.  Ask  for  the  oldpathsirest  and  peace  are  there;  Ask  for  the  old  paths, of  the  new  beware; 

3.  How  many  say,  We  will  not  walk  therein!  How  many  choose  the  downward  course  of  sinl 


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Walk  in  the  way  withGod'sde-spis-edfew, Turn  not  a-side  in-to   a   by-waynew. 
Filled  with  the  po  w'r  that  fell  at  Pentecost ,  Walk  in  the  light  with  God's  triumphant  host. 
Turning  aside  from  paths  that  lead  astray,  Start  for  the  kingdom  on  the  King's  highway. 


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Cling  to  the  Bible ,  to  the  dear  old  Bible ,  Pointing  out  the  way  that  God  has  marked  for  you. 


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No.  219. 

C.  M.  5. 


The  Pleadin*  Savior. 

COPYRIGHT,   1916,   BY  C.   M.  8EAMAN8. 


C.  M.  Seamans. 


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1.  O'er  a    lost    and  sin-ful    cit  -  y,      Je-suswept   sad  tears  of     pit-y, 

2.  Thus  the  Lord, with  arms  ex-  tend-ing, Sought  to  save  from  doom  im-pend-ing, 

3.  Still  the    lov  -  ing  Savior's  pleading,  And  for    sin  -  ners  in  -  ter  -  ced  -  ing. 


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As   He  stood    on    Ol-ive's  mountain  Long  a  -  go,          long  a  -  go: 

Wil-ful  souls  who  sinned  a-gainst  Him  Long  a  -  go,          long  a  -  go: 

He    is    seek  -  ing  now  to   save,  as     Long  a  -  go,          long  a  -  go: 

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While  His  heart  was  torn  and  bleeding.  Still  He  called  with  ten- derplead-ing, 
While  He  warned  them,  they  de-fied  Him;  On  the  cross  they  cru  -  ci-fied  Him; 
Come  to  Him  and  find    sal- va-tion,  Flee  from  wrath  and  con-dem-na-tion, 

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And  the  wrath  of  God  came  on  them  Long  a 
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Long Isoughtlortheewithlove 80 free,     Butyewouldnot,wouldnotcometo  Me." 
Long  I  sought  for  thee  with  love  so  free, 


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No.  220. 

James  Rowe. 


Summer-Land. 

COPYRIGHT,   1915,   BY  THORO  HARRI8. 


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1.  Be  -  yond    the    fad  -  ing  marks    of    time,  Be-yond  the  light    of      sun, 

2.  These  drear  -  y  scenes,  this  change-less  gloom,  Will  all  for  -  got  -  ten     be, 

3.  There  shall    my  soul  have  rest     and  peace,  A  -  mid  har  -  mo-nious  strains, 

4.  0        Mas  -  ter,  Sav  -  ior,  cheer    me  still.  Hold  thou  in  Thine  my    hand; 

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Lies    Sum-mer-land,     a  peace  -  ful  clime.  My  home  when  toil     is    done. 
When  o'er     eel  -  es  -  tial  plains     I    roam.  And  view     the  crys-tal    sea. 
While  joy     and  hap-pi-ness      in-crease.  For  there    my   Sav  -  ior  reigns. 
Guide  Thou  my  trust -ing  soul      un  -til       I        en  -  ter  Sum-mer-land. 

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0    Sum-mer  land,  dear  Sum-mer-land!  Where  naught  our  hearts  shallsev-er; 

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Where  I    thro' grace  shall  see     His  face,   And  rest  with  Christ  for  -  ev  -  er 

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No.  221. 


The  Gospel  Ship. 


R.  F.  E. 


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1.  The    Gos  -  pel  Ship  has    sail  -  ed    far    O'er  life's  tera-pes-tuous  o-  cean, 

2.  The  storms  of  life,  with   all  their  strife  And    fu  -  ry,    but  do    fa  -   vor 

3.  The  sound-ing  lead  says  land's  a-head,  We'll  sor-  row  soon  no   Ion  -  ger; 

4.  Cheer  up!  cheer  up,  ye     sail -ors  true!  The  land    is     just  be -fore    us; 


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But  we've  not    a  fear  while  Christ  is  near    To    still  the  wave's  com-mo.-tion. 
The         Gos -pel  Ship  to  make  her  trip,  And   an-chor  in    the    har  -  bor. 
We've  passed  the  night,  the  land's  in  sight,  Our  hopes  are  grow-ing  strong-er. 
With  a    stur-dy  crew,  and  Cap-tain  true,  We'll  all  join  in    the    cho  -  rus. 


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5.  F.  Smith. 


America. 


THE  NATIONAL  SONG  OF  AMERICA. 


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1.  My  couD -try! 'tis  of  thee,  Sweet  land  of  lib- er-ty,      Of  thee  I    sing:  Land  where  my 

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

3.  Let  music  swell  the  breeze.  And  ring  from  all  the  trees  Sweet  freedom's  song:  Let  mor-tal 

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


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

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1.  Sleep  on,  be-lov-ed,  sleep,  and  take  thy  rest;  Laydown  thine  head  upon  the  Savior's 

2.  Calm  is   thy  slumber,  as    an    infant's  sleep.  But  thou  shalt  wake  no  more  to  toil  and 

3.  Un  -  til  the  shadow  from  this  earth  is    cast,  Un  -  til  He  gathers  in  his  sheaves  at 

4.  Un  -  til  the  East-er  glo  -  ry  lights  the  skies,  Un-til  the  dead  in  Je  -  sus  shall  a- 

5.  Un  -  til  made  beau-ti-ful    by    love  di  -  vine.  Thou  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Lord  shalt 


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Thine  is       a    per- feet  rest,  se- cure  and  deep: 

Un  -  til  the  twi-light  gloom  is  o-  ver-past; 
And  He  shall  come,  but  not  in  low  -  ly  guise; 
And  He  shall  bring  that  gold-en  crown  of  thine; 

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Good  night. 

Good  night, 

Good  night. 

Good  night. 

Good  night. 


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No.  224. 

George  Keith. 


How  Firm  a  Foundation. 


J.  Reading. 


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2. "Fear    not,    I    am  with  thee,  0    be      not  dis  -  mayed.  For    I     am  thy  God,    I    will 
3. "When  thro' the  deep  wa-ters    I    call  thee  to  go,        Theriv-ers  of    sor- row  shall 
4. "The     soul  that  on  Je-sus  hath  leaned  for  re-pose,       I    will  not,  I     will    not  de- 


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No.  225. 

G.  F.  R. 


Why  Do  You  Wait? 

COPYRIGHT,    1905,   BY  THE  JOHN  CHURCH  CO. 
USED  BY  PERMISSION. 


Geo.  F.  Root. 


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

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

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

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


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why  not  ac-cept  His  sal  -  va  - 
Sav  -  ior  is  long-ing  to    bless 


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A.  M.  Toplady. 


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D.  C— Be      of      sin       the    doub  -  le     cure,  Save  from  wrath    and  make  me    pure. 


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2  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  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death. 
When  I  with  the  throng  unknown 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 


No.  227. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Rescue  the  Perishing. 

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W.  H.  Doane. 


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■  \  Weep  o'er  the  er-ring  one,     Lift    up 

2  JTho'  they  are  slighting  Him,  Still  He 
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Feelings  lie  buried  that  grace  can  restore; 

Touched  by  a  loving  heart. 

Wakened  by  kindness, 


4  Rescue  the  perishing. 

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Back  to  the  narrow  way 
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No.  228. 


W.  J.  K. 


Lord,  I'm  Gomin*  Home. 


COPYRIGHT,   1892,  BY  WM.  J.  KIRKPATRICK.  WfTl.    J.    Kirkpatrlck. 


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There  is  a  Fountain. 

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That  fountain  in  his  day; 

And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 


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Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

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I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Is  ransomed  from  the  grave. 

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1.  Come,   let  us     a  -  new,     Our    jour-ney  pur-sue,  Roll  a-round  with  the  year, 

2.  His  a-dor-a-ble  will    Let  us  glad-ly  ful  -  fill.  And  our  tal-ents  im  -  prove 

3.  Our      life  as     a  dream,  Our    time  as    a  stream,  Glides  swif t-ly    a  -  way. 


And       nev  -  er  stand  still    Till  the  Mas-ter    ap  -  pear,       Mas-ter    ap  -  pear. 

By  the  pa-tience  of    hope  And  the  la  -  bor    of  love,        la  -  bor    of    love. 

And  the  fugitive  mo-ment     Re    -    fus  -  es     to  stay,       fus  -  es     to    stay. 
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Of  His  coming,  may  say: 

I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  finished  the  work 

Thou  didst  give  me  to  do. 


5  Oh!  that  each  from  the  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word: 
Well  and  faithfully  done! 
.Enter  into  My  joy 

And  sit  down  on  My  throne! 


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5  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below; 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 


6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  to  Immanuel's  ground- 
To  it  we're  drawing  nigh. 


No.  232. 


W.  E.  Witter. 


Gome,  Sinner,  Gome? 

COPYRIGHT,   1879,  BY  H.  R.   PALMER. 


H.  R.  Palmer. 


1.  While    Je  -  sus  whis-pers  to  you,  Come, 

2.  Are       you  too  heav-y-  la-den?Come, 

3.  Oh,       hear  His    ten-derplead-ing,Come, 


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Come,  sin-ner,  come!  Now  is  the  timeto  know  Him, Come,  sin-ner,  come! 
Come,  sin-ner,  come!  Je- sus  can  now  redeem  you, Come,  sin-ner,  come! 
Come,  sin-ner,  come!  While  we  are  pray-ing  for  you, Come, sin-ner,  come! 

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Gome  to  Jesus. 


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1.  Come  to  Je  -  sus,  come  to  Je  -  sus,  Come  to  Je  -  sus  just 

2.  He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you.  He  will  save  you  just 


now;  Just  now  come  to 
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He  is  able. 
He  is  willing. 
Call  upon  Him. 
He  will  hear  you. 
He'll  forgive  you. 
He  will  cleanse  you. 
Jesus  loves  you. 
Only  trust  Him. 


No  234. 


Joy^to  the  World. 


1.  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come;  Let  earth  re-ceive  her  King;  Let  ev  -   'ry  heart  pre-pare  Him 

2.  Joy  to   the  worldl  the  Sav-ior reigns;. Let  men  their  songs  em-ploy;  While  fields  and  floods.rocks.hills.and 

3.  No  more  let  sin   and  sor- row  grow,  Nor  thorns  in-fest  the  ground;  He  comes  to    make  His  bless  -  ings 

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plains,  Repeat  the  sounding  joy, 
flow     Far  as  the  curse  is  found, 
ness,    And  wonders  of  His  love, 


And  heav'n  and  nature  sing.  And  heav'n,  and  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 
Re-peat  the  sounding  joy.      Re  •  peat,  re  -  peat  the  sounding  joy. 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found.      Far      as,     far      as    the  curse  is  found. 
And  wonders  of  His  love,      And    wonders,   won-ders  of  His  love. 


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No.  235. 

J.  H.  Newman. 


Lead.  Kindly  Ll^hl. 


John  B.  Dykes. 


1.  Lead,  kindly  Light,amid  th'encircling  gloom  Lead  Thou  me  on;The  night  is  dark, and  I  am  far  from  home; 

2.  I  was  not  ever  thus.nor  prayed  that  Thou  Shouldst  lead  me  on;I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path;but  now 

3.  So  long  Thy  pow'r  hath  blest  me.sure  it  still  will  lead  me  on  O'er  moor  and  fen, o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 


Lead  Thon  me  on:  Keep  Thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see  The  distant  scene,— one  step  enough  for  me. 
Lead  Thou  me  on;  I  loved  the  garish  day, and, spite  of  fears,Pride  ruled  my  wilhRemember  not  past  years. 
The  night  is  gone;And  with  the  mom  those  angel-faces  smile, Which  I  have  loved  long  since.and  lost  awhile. 

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No.  236.  Blest  Be  the  Tie. 

John  Fawcett.  Han*  Qeorge  Naeg«a 


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4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pam; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  beart. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 


2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers;  [one, 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


•No.  237.  Glory  to  His  Name. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


Rev.  J.  H.  Stocktoflk 


2    (  Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Savior  died,  Down  where  for  cleansing  from  sin  I  cried,  \ 
'  \  There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  appUed; '  J  Glory  to  His  name. 

2    f  I     am    so  won-drous-ly  saved  from  sin,  Je  •  sos  so  sweet  -  ly  a-bides  with-io,    ) 
'  I  There  at  the  cross  where  He  took  rae  in;  J  Glory  to  His  name.. 

D.C.— There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied,   i       s     k,  ^  Glory  to  His  name. 

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3  Oh,  precious  fountain  that  saves  from  sin, 
I  am  so  glad  I  have  entered  in; 

There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean; 
Glory  to  His  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain  so  rich  and  sweet; 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Savior's  feet; 
Phmgo  in  to-day,  and  be  made  complete; 

Glory  to  Hie  name. 


Under  the  Gross. 


Wm.  McDonald. 


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Under  the  cross  I  lay  my  sins,Under  the  cross,  my  cry;  cross  I'll  die. 


No.  239,  Blessed  Be  the  Name. 

Charles  Wesley,  Alt. 


2  Long^  my  "heart  has  sighed  for  Thee 
Long  has  evil  reign'd  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
"I  vrill  cleanse  you  from  all  sin.'* 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, 
Friends.and  time.and  earthly  store, 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be, 
Wholly  Thine  forevermore. 


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The  glo-ries     of    my  God  and  King! 
Je  -  suslthe  name  that  charms  our  fears.  Bless 
Tis  mu  -  sic  in     the  sin  -  ner's  ears, 


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3  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  canceled  sin,  Blessed  be  etc. 
Bis  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean,  Blessed  be  etc. 


14  I  never  shall  forget  that  day,  Blessed  be  etc, 

I     When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away,  Blessed  be  etc. 


jNo.  240. 


F.  J.  Crosby. 


Blessed  Tlssurance. 

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Mrs.  J.  P.  Koappk 


1.  Bless-ed  as  >' sur  -  ance,  Je-sus  is  mine!  Ob,  what  a  fore-taste  of    glo  -  ry  di-vinel  Heir  oi  sal- 

2.  Per  -  feet  sub-mis-sion,  per-fect  de-light,  Vis-ions  of  ra;)  -  tore  now  burst  on  my  sight,  An-gels  de- 

3.  Per  •  feet  sub-mis-sion,  all  is    at    rest,    I,    in  my  Sav  -  ior   am  hap -py  and  blest,  Watching  and 


Ta  •  tion,  pur-chase  of    God,      Bom  of  His  Spir  -  it,  washed  in  His  blood. 

scend-iog,  bring  from  a- bove,     Ech  -  ces.  of  mer  -  cy,  whis-pers  of     love.    This  is    my   sto  •  ry, 

wait  -  ing,  look  -ing  a  -  bove,     Pilled  with  His  goodness,  lost  in  His    love. 


D.  C— Prais-ing  my  Sav  -  ior    all  the  .day    long. 


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No.  241. 


He  Leadeth  Me, 


J.  H.  Qilmore. 


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1.  He  lead-eth  mel  0  Wess  -  ed  tho't!  0  words  with  heav'niy  com-fort  fraught!  What-e'er  I  do,  wher- 
2. -Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom.Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, By  waters  still,  o'er 

3.  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine,  Nor  ev  -  er  mur  -  mur  or  re  -  pine.  Con  -  tent,  what-ev  -  er 

4.  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done,When,by  Thy  grace.the  viet'ty's  won, E'en  death's  cold  wave  I 


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e'er    I      be.  Still 'tis  God's  hand  that  lead-eth  me. 

troub-led  sea.  Still  'tis  God's  band  that  lead-eth  me.    He  lead-eth  me,  He  lead-etii  me,  By  His  own 

lot      I    see,  Since 'tis  God's  hand  that  lead-eth  toe. 

will  not  flee.  Since  God  thro'  Jor  -  dan  lead-eth  me. 


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hand  He  lead-eth  me;  His  faith  -  ful  fol-low'r    I  would  be,  For  by   His  hand  He    lead-eth  me. 


No.  242.      Jesus,Lover  of  My  Soul. 

CtaaricA  Wesley. 


Firit  Tune. 


J.  P.  Holbrook. 


1.  Je  •  BD9,  Lov  -  er  of    my     soul,    Let  roe  to    Tby  bo  •  som  fly.    While  the  near    •  er  wa-ters 

2.  0th  -  er  ref  -  uge  have  I     none;    Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee;  Leave,  oh,    leave  me  not  a- 

3.  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I    want;    More  than  all  in  Thee  I     find;  Raise  the    fal  •  len,  cheer  the 

4.  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found,    Grace  to  cov  •  er  all    my    sin;  Let    the   heal  •  ing  streams  a* 

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lone.     Still    sup   •   port  and  corn-fort  me. 

faint.    Heal    the     sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 

bound;  Make  and     keep  me   pure  with-in. 

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Hide  me,  0,        my  Sav  -  ior    hide,  Till  the 

All    my  trust     on  Thee   is  stayed.  All    my 

Just  and    ho   •   ly     is    Thy  name,  I     am 

Thou  of    life      the  fount-ain     art.  Free  •  ly 

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Safe  in  •  to  the  ha  -  ven  guide, 
Cov  -  er  my  de  -  fense  -  less  head 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
Spring  Thou  up  with  -  in  my  heart, 

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O  re  -  ceive  my  soul  at  last! 
With  the  shad  -  ow  of  Thy  wing. 
Thou  are  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
Rise  to    all     e  •  ter  -  ni  -  ty. 


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No.  243.        Jesus,  Lover  of  My  Soul. 


Second  Tune. 


S.  B.  Marsh. 


.    f  Je-su8,  Lov-er  of  my  soul.  Let  me  to  Thy  bo  -  som  fly,    1      (  Hide  me,  0,  ray  Sav-ior    hide,  I 
'  I  While  the  nearer  waters  roll.  While  the  tempest  still  is  high.  <       }  Till  the  storm  of  life  is     past;  / 


D.  C— Safe  in-to  the  ha-ven  guide,  0  re-ceive  my  soul  at      last! 


No.  244.  from  Every  Stormy  Wind  that  Blows. 

Hugli  Stowell. 


Third  Tune. 


Thomas  Hastings. 


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1.  From  ev-'ry  storm  -  y  wind  that  blows, 

2.  There  is    a    place  where  Je  -  bus  sheds 


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From  ev-'ry  swell-ing  tide  of  woes,  There  is     a    calm,  a 
The  oil  of    glad  -  ness  on  our  beads;  A  place  than  all  be- 


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Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there  on  ea^e  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down  onr  sools  to  greeti 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-eeat. 


No.  245. 


Whiter  Than  Snow. 


Jtmnts  Nicholson. 


Wm.  a.  Flachw. 


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1 1     want  Thee  for  -  ev  -  er  to   uve  in     my    soul;  I  ^ 

I  give  up  my-self,  and  wbat-ev  -  er    I  know; 


2    I  Lord  Je-sus,look  down  from  Thy  throne  in  the  skies, 
I  And  help  me  to  make  a  com-plete  sac-ri  -    fice; 


Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow.  Whiter  than  8now,yes,whiter  than  snow;  Now  wash  me,tn(t 
D.  S. — I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 


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3  Lord  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  entreat, 
I  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  Thy  crucified  feet, 
By  faith,  for  my  cleansing,  I  see  Thy  blood  flow. 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  enow. 


4  Lord  Jesus,  Thou  seest  I  patiently  wait; 

Come  now,  and  within  me  a  new  heart  create; 
To  those  who  have  sought  Thee, Thou  never  said'stno; 

Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow. 


No.  246.       Make  Me  White  as  Snow. 


F,  A.  S. 


COPTRICHT,  1S99.  BY  E.  O.  EXCELL,   WOROB  AND  MUSIC. 


Frank  A.  SImpklns. 

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,    I  Lead  me,    0  my  Sav-ior,  lead  me.  To  the  fountain's  crystal  flow;   (  o  m.ke. 

■  I  Wash  me,    0  my  Sav-ior,  wash  me;  \        Make me  vrtii 

I.S.— Wash  me,    0  my  Sav-ior,  wash  me.  Make me  whi 


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.  me  white  as  snow. 


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Whit     -     -     -    er  than  the  snow,  Whit     -     -    -    er  than  the  snow, 

Wbit  -  er  thfto  the  sdow.    yes.        vhit  •  er  than  the  saev,    Wbit^er  tbu   the  snow.  yes.         whit-^r  than  (he  snow. 


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2  Guide  me,0  ray  Savior,  guide  me. 
For  I  know  not  where  to  go; 
Guide  me  to  the  crystal  fountain. 
Make  me  white  as  snow. 


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3  Teach  me,0  my  Savior,  teach  me, 
More  Thy  love  to  others  show; 
Teach  me  how  to  better  serve  Thee 
Make  me  white  as  snow. 


4  Keep  me,  0  my  Savior,  keep  me. 
Prom  temptation  here  below; 
Keep  me,  0  my  Savior,  keep  ma^ 
Keep  me  white  as  snow. 


247.        The  Old  Time  Religion. 


Unknown. 


E.  O.  E.  Arr. 


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CHO — 'Tis  the  old  time  re-lig-ion,  Tis  the  old  time  re-lig-ion,'Tis  the  old  time  re-lif-ion.  And  it's  good  enoagb  for  me. 
I.  It  was  good  lor  our  mothers.lt  was  good  for  our  mothers.It  was  good  lor  onr  mothers, And  it's  good  eooogh  toi  me. 

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3  Makes  me  love  everybody. 

3  It  has  saved  onr  fathers. 

4  It  was  good  for  the  Prophet  DanieL 
%  It  was  good  tor  the  Hebrew  children. 


6  It  was  tried  in  the  fiery  furnace. 

7  It  was  good  for  Paul  and  Silas. 

8  It  will  do  when  I  am  dying. 


No.  248.        Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee. 


rirs.  Sarah  F.  Adams. 


Second  Tune. 

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1  E'en  the' it  be  a  cross,        {Omit.)    That  raiseth  me,  Still  all  my  song  shall  be,Nearer,myGod,to  Thee, 
D.S.— Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,       [Omit. )        Near  -  er  to  Thee. 


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2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 
The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Theel 


3  There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me. 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee; 
Nearer  to  Theel 


4  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars forgot» 

Upward  I  fly. 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Theel 


No.  249.   Majestic  Sweetness  Sits  Enthroned, 


Samuel  Stennett. 


Thomas  Hastings. 

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1.  Ma  -  jes  •  tic  sweetness  sits  enthroned  Upon  the  Sav-ior's  brow;     His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 

2.  No  mor-tal  can  with  Him  com-pare,  A-mong  the  sons  of  men;     Fair  -  er  is  He  than  all  the    fair 

3.  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  dis-tress,  And  flew  to  my  re  -  lief;     For  me  He  bore  the  shame-ful  cross, 


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His  lips  with  grace  o'er-flow,  Ris  Kps  with  grace  o'er-flow. 
That  fill  the  heav'niy  train.  That  fill  the  heav'nly  train. 
And  car-ned  all    my    grief.  And  car-ried  all    my    grief. 


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4  To  Him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have: 

He  make  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  Smce  from  His  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 

Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give. 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 


No.  250. 


The  Solid  Rock. 


Rev.  Edward  Mote. 


ev  PER.  OF  THE  ilGLOw  *  I 


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J   I  My    hope  is  built  on    noth-ing  less  Than  Je-sus'  blood  and  right-eons-ness; )  q    rnj.;.*  ,},,  Sol-id 
' }    i     dare  not  trust  the  sweet-est  frame,  But  whol-ly  lean    on     Je-sus'  name.  J 


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Rock,   I  stand;  All     oth  •  er  groimd  is    sink  -  ing  sand,    All     otb  -  er  ground  is     sink  -  ing  sand. 


2  When  darkness  veils  His  lovely  face 


I  rest  on  His  unchanging  grace; 
In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail. 


3  His  oath,  His  covenant.  His  blood 


Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood; 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way. 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay. 


4  When  He  shall  coiim  with  trainpet  HOiiii 
0  may  I  then  in  Him  be  found, 
Drest  in  His  righteousness  alone, 
FsolUess  to  stand  belote  tbe  Urtit. 


No.  251. 

Win.  P.  Mackay. 


Revive  Us  Again. 


J.  J.  niMbaodl 


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1.  We  praise  Thee,  0  God!  For  the  Son  of  Thy  love,      For    Je  •  sm  who  died  And  ia  nowgone  •  -  bove. 

2.  We  praise  Thee,  0  GodI  For  Thy  Spir  -  it  of  light,    Who  has  shown  us  our  Savior,  And  scattered  our  night. 

3.  All  glo  •  ry  and  praise  To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, Who  has  borne  all  our  sins  And  has  cleansed  ev'ry  stain. 

4.  Ke  -  vive  ns    a  -  gain;  Fill  each  heart  with  Thy  love;  May  each  soul  be  re- kindled  With  fire  from  a-bove. 


Hal  •  le  •  lu  •  jahl   Thine  the  glo  -  ry,   Hal  -  le  -  In  -  jahl   A  •  meni 


Re  •  vive    as     a  -  gain. 


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No.  252. 

Isaac  WatU. 


Je6us  6hdll  Reign. 


Thiri  TSuu. 


John  Hatton. 


1.  Je  •  SOB  shall  reign  where'er    the  mm  Does  His  snc^es-sive  joor-neys  mn;  His  kingdom  spread  from 
2>  From  north  to  south  the  princ-es  meet.  To    pay  their  hom-age  at  Hu  feet:  While  western  em  •pins 


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3  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  His  bead; 
His  name  like  8w«et  perfmne  shall  zm 
With  ererf  moniing  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tonga» 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shaD  proclaim 
Their  early  UeeaiDgB  on  HisaaMk 


bore  to  shore,  Till  moons  shaO  wax  and  wane  no  more, 
own  their  Lord,  And    sav-age    tribes  st-tend  His  word. 

'A a. nit   .g'--«T.f='    *Q. 


No.  253. 

Philip  Doddridge 


0  Happy  Day. 


E.  F.  Rlmbauft. 


I    f  0  hap  -  py  day  that  fixed  my  choice  On  Thee,  my  Sav-ior  and  my  GodI  J 

I  Well  may  this  glowing  heart  re  -  joice.  And  tell  its  rap-tures  all  a-broad.  f     Hap-py  day,  bap-py  day, 
«    (  0  bap  -  py  bond,  that  seals  my  vows  To  Him  who  mer  •  its  all  my  lovel  1 

\  Let  cheerful  an-thems  fill  His  house.  While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move,  i     Hap-py  day,  hap-py  day. 


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3  'Tis  done  this  great  transactioo't 

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  centre,  rest; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart, 
Wrth  Him  of  every  good  possessed-. 


No.  254. 


Just  As  I  Am. 


Cluriotte  einott. 


Wm.  B.  Bradbory. 


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1.  Jast  as    I    am)  with  >  oat  one  pies,  But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me,  And  that  Thon  bidd'st  me 

2.  Jast  as    I    ami  and  wait  •  ing  not  To    rid  my  sool  of  one  dark  blot.  To  Thee,  whose  blood  ean 

3.  Jast  as    I    ami  tfao'  toss'd  a-boot  With  many  a  conflict  many  a  doabt,  Fighting  and  feora  witlh 

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6  Jast  as  I  am— thon  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  reliere; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  comel  I  comel 


No.  255.   WeVe  Kneeling  at  the  Mercy-Seat. 

E.  O.  E.     Arr. 

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1st.  CHO. — We're  kneeling  at  the  merey-teat,  We're  kneeling  at  the  mer  -ey  ■  seat,  Where  Je  -  tut  answers  prayer. 
2d.  Cho. — /  ean,  I  will,  I    do    be-lieve,   I  ean,  I  will,  I    do    be-lieve,  That  Je  •  sus  saves  me  now. 


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No.  256. 

J.  H.  S. 


Only  Trust  Him. 


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1.  Come  ev  -  'ry  soul  by  sin  oppress'd,  There's  mercy  with  the  Lord,'And  He  will  surely  give  yon  rest  By 

2.  For  Je  •  sus  shed  His  precious  blood,  Rich  bless-ings  to  bestow;  Plunge  now  in-to  the  crimson  flood  That 

3.  Yes,  Je  -  sus  is  the  Troth,  the  Way,  That  leads  you  in-to  rest;  Be  -  lieve  in  Him^  with-out  de-lay.  And 

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


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trust-ing  in  His  word, 
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)0n  -  ly  trust  Him,  on  •  ly  trust  Him,  On-Iy  trust  Him  now; ) 
He  will  save  you.  He  will  save  you,  He  will. .» J  save  yon  now. 


No.  257.  Stand  Up  for  Jesus. 

Qeorge  Duffleld.  Pint  Tune, 


Q.  J.  Webb. 


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I.  Stand  np,  stand  up  for    Je  -  bus,  Te  sold-iera    of    the   cross;     Lift  high    His  roy  -  al    ban  •  net, 

D.  5.— Tilf     ev  -  'ry  foe     is   vanquished 


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2  Stand  np,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  trumpet  call  obey; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 
In  this  His  glorious  day, 
"Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  Him," 
Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger. 
And  strength  to  strength  oppos*. 


3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own, 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 


4  Stand  np,  stand  np  for  Jesus, 

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

The  next  the  victor's  song; 
To  Him  that  overcometh, 

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

Shall  reipi  etetubUj.- 


No.  258.    The  Morning  Light  is  Breaking. 


1  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. 


Firtt  or  Second  7une. 
2  See  heathen  nations  bending 
Before  the  God  of  love. 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above; 
While  sinners  now  confessmg. 

The  gospel's  call  obey. 
And  seek  a  Savior's  blessing, 
A  nation  in  a  day. 


3  'Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowiy. 

Triumphant,  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  coa*." 


No.  259,    From  Greenland's  Icy  Mountains. 

R.  Heber.  Second  Tune.  Lowell  Mason. 

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2  What  tho'  the  spicy  breezes. 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle; 
Tho'  every  prospect  pleases. 
And  only  man  is  vile? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 
The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness, 
Bow  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!  0  salvationl 
The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


4  Waft,  waft,  ye  vrinds,  His  storji 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 
It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole: 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  tu  reign. 


No.  260.       Onward,  Christian  Soldiers. 


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1:  Onward,  Christian  sol  -  diers!  Marching  as  to  war,  With  the  cross  of  Je  -  sus  Go  -  ing  on  be  •  fore; 

2.  At  the  sign  of  tri  -  umph,  Satan's  host  doth  flee;  On,  then,  Christian  soldiers,  On  to  vie  -  to  -  ryl 

3.  Like  a  might-y  ar-my  Moves  the  Church  of  God;  Brothers  we  are  treading  Where  the  saints  have  trod; 

4.  Onward,  then,  ye  peo  -  pie.  Join  our  hap-py  throng.  Blend  with  ours  your  voices  In  the  triumph  song; 


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Hell's  foun-da-tions  quiv  -  er  At  the  shout  of  praise,  Brothers,  lift  your  voic-es.  Loud  your  anthems  raise. 
We  are  not  di  •  vid  -  ed;  AIL  one  bod  -  y     we.  One  in  hope  and  doc  -  trine.  One  in  char  -  i  -  ty. 
Glo  -  ry,  laud  and  hon  -  or  Un  -  to  Christ,  the  King,  This  thro'  countless  a  -  ges  Men  and  angels  sing. 

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No.  261. 

S.  Fillmore  Bennett. 


Sweet  By-and-By. 


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1.  There's  a  land  that  is  fair-er  than  day,     And  by  faith  we  can  see  it      a  -  far;    For  the  Fa-tber  waits 

2.  We  shall  sing  on  that  beau-ti-ful  shore    The  me  -  lo  -  di  -  ous  songs  of  the  blest,   And  our  spir-its  shall 

3.  To   our  boun  -  ti  -  fjil  Fa  -  ther  a  -  bove.  We  will  of  -  fer  our  trib  -  ute  of  praise.  For  the  glo  -  ri  -  ous 


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row  no  more,  Not  a  sigh  for  the  bless-ing  of    rest.    In  the  sweet         by-and-by, 

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meet  OD  that  beautiful  shore;  In  the  sweet         ,by-and-by.  We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

by-tod-by;  Id  the  eweet  by-utd-by. 


No.  262.      I  Love  To  Tell  The  Story. 

Katherine  Mankey .  «ao  n  muMno.  or «.  a.  nsoaa.  wmiaiq  O.  Placher. 


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1.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry    Of   un  -  seen  things  a-bove, 

2.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  •  ry;  More  won-der-ful  it    seems 

3.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ty;  'Tis  pleas  -  ant  to  re  -  peat 

4.  I  love  to  tell  the  sto  -  ry;  For  those  who  know  it  best 


Of     Je  -  8U8    and  His    glo  -  ly 

Than  all  the  gold  -  en  fan  -  cies 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it. 
Seem  hun-ger  -  ing  and  tbirst-ing 


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Of     all    our  gold-en  dreams.  I  love      to  tell  the  sto  -  ry,  It    did     so  much  for    me; 

More  won  -  der  -  ful  -  ly  sweet.  I  love      to  tell  the  sto  -  ry.  For  some  have  nev  -  er      beard 

To     bear    it    like  the  rest.  And  when,  in  scenes  of  glo  -  ry,  I     sing    the  new,  new   song. 


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It      Bat  -  is  -  fies  my  long  -  ings  as  noth  -  ing  else  would  do. 

And  that     is  just  the  rea  -  son  I    tell    it    now     to   thee. 

The   mes  -  sage  of  sal  -  va  -  tion  From  God's  own  ho-ly  word. 

'Twill  be     the  old,  old  sto  •  ry  That  1  have  lov'd  so    long. 


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No.  263. 


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1.  Lord,  I  hear  of  show'rs  of  bless  -  ing  Thon  art  scatt'ring  full  and  free;  Show'rs,  the  thirst-y  land  re- 

2.  Pass  me  not,  0     God,  my  Fa  -  ther  Sin  -  ful  tho'  my  heart  may  be;  Thou  mightst  leave  me,  but  the 

3.  Pass  me  not,  0    gra  -  cious  Sav  -  ior,  Let  me  live  and   cling  to  Thee;    I    am  long  -  ing  for  Thy 

4.  Love   of  God,  so  pure  and  change-less.  Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free;  Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and 


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rath  -  er;  Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me;  E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me.  Let  Thy  mer  -  cy  light  on  me. 

Ja-vor;  Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,  0  call  me;  E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me.  Whilst  Thou'rt  calling,0  call  me. 

boundless  Mag  •  ni  -  fy  them   all    in  me;  E  -  ven  me,  e  -  ven  me,    Mag  -.  ni  •  fy  them  all  in  me. 


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No.  264.       My  Jesus  I  Love  Thee. 

EngUdb.  Piril  Tine. 


A.  J.  aordoa. 


1.  M;  Je  -  SOS  I    love  Tbee,  I  know  Tboa  art  mine;  For  Tbee  all  the  fol  -  lies  of    sin     T    re  -  sign; 

2.  I    love  Thee  be  •  caose  Tboa  bast  first  loT-«d    me,  And  purchased  my  par-don  on  Cal  -  va  -  ry's  tree; 

3.  m  lore  Tbee  in  life,      I  will  love  Tbee  m  death,  And  praise  Thee  as  long  as  Thon  lendest  me  breath, 

4.  In  man-sions  o{  glo  •  tj  aad  end  -  less  de-lighti  I'll  ev  -  er  a  -  dore  Thee  in  heav-en  so  bright; 


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My  gra-cions  Re  •  deem  -  er,  my  Sav  -  ior  art  Thou;    If  ev 

I    love  Tbee  for  wear  -  ing  the  thorns  on  Thy  brow;    If  ev 

And  say  when  the  death-dew  lies  cold  off  my  brow;  "If  ev 

rU  sing  with  the  glit  -  ter  -  ing  crown  on  my  brow;  "If  ev 

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er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  -  sns,  'tis  now. 

er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  -  sus,  'tis  now. 

er  I  loved  Tbee.  My  Je  -  sus,  'tis  now." 

er  I  loved  Thee,  My  Je  -  sus,  'tis  now." 


No.  265.  0  Turn  Ye.        No.  266.  Look  to  Jesus. 


First  or  Second  Tune. 

1  0  turn  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh? 
Now  Jesns  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  "Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
0  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  bebeve? 
If  on  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 

'Tis  you  He  bids  welcome;  He  bids  you  come  home. 

3  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  what  can  yon  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your  pain? 
To  bear  up  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  Jesns,  enough  and  to  spare; 
If  still  yon  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see. 
And  prove  that  His  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 


First  or  Second  Tune. 

1  0  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are  sore. 
Look  oS  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more; 

The  Ught  of  His  countenance  shineth  so  bright, 
That  here,  as  in  Heaven,  there  need  be  no  night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot  fear, 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesns  near, 

I  know  that  His  presence  my  safe-guard  will  be. 
For,  "Why  are  ye  troubled?"  He  saith  unto  me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  oh,  may  I  be  found. 
When  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me  ronnd; 
They  bear  me  away  in  His  presence  to  be 

I  see  Him  still  nearer  whojn  always  I  see. 

4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  :when  I  stand  face  to  face 
Shall  know  how  His  love  went  before  me  each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 


No.  267. 

Joslab  Hopkins. 


Expostulation. 


Second  Tune. 


Koschat. 


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No.  268.     Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic. 

Julia  Ward  Howe.  Melody.  "Qlory  Hallelujah. 


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1.  Mine      eyes  have  seen  the  glo  -  ry  of    the    com  -  ing  of  the  Lord;  He  is  tramp-ling  out  the 

2.  I    have  seen  Him  in   the  watch-fires  of      a     bun-dred  cir-cling  camps;  They  have  builded  Him  an 

3.  He  has  sonnd-ed  forth  the  trump-et  that  shall  nev  -  er  call    re  -  treat;  He  is    sift  •  iiig  out  the 

4.  In    the  beau  -  ty  of    the  lil  •  ies,  Christ  vras  bora  a  -  <;ro8s  the  sea,  With  a    glo  •  ry   in  His 


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vin-tage  where  the  grapes  of  wrath  are  stored;  He  hath  loosed  the  fate-ful  light-ning  of  His  ter  •  ri- 
al •  tar  in  the  eve  •  ning  dews  and  damps;  I  can  read  His  right-ecus  sentence  by  the  dim  and 
hearts  of  men  be-  fore  His  jndg-ment  seat;  0  be  swift,  my  soul,  to  an  -  swer  Him!  be  ju  -  bi- 
bo  -  som  that  trans  -fig  -  ores  you  and    me;  As  He  died  to  make  men  bo  •  ly,  let    ns  die  to  make 

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ble  swift  sword;  His  truth  is^ marching  on. 

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Ian*      my  feet.  Our  God  h  marching  on.  \  Glo  -  ry!  glo-ry,  hal-le  -  In-jah!  {D.S.2d  time.) 

make  men  free, While  God  is  marching  on. 


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No.  269. 


God  Be  With  You, 


J.  E.  Rankin.  D.  D. 


W.  O.  Tomer. 


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1,  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  agam.  By  His  counsels  gnide,  uphold  you,With  His  sheep  securely  fold  yon, 

2.  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again,  'Neath  His  wings  securely  hide  you.  Daily  manna  still  di  -  vide  yon,- 

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God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  a-gain*  TOl  we  meet^. . .     till  we  meet,       TiU  we  meet  at  Je  •  sua' 

Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet  a-ff«in. 


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till  w«m«*t; 


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3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
When  life's  perils  thick  confonnd  yoa, 
Put  His  arms  unfailing  round  yon, 
God  be  vrith  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  b«  with  yon  till  we  meet  again, 
Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you. 
Smite  death's  threat'ning  wave  before  7oa» 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 


RESPONSIVE    SERVICES 


PSALM    1. 

1  Blessed  is  the  man  that  walketh 
not  in  the  counsel  of  the  ungodly,  nor 
standeth  in  the  way  of  sinners,  nor 
sitteth  in  the  seat  of  the  scornful. 

2  But  his  delight  is  in  the  law  of  the 
Lord ;  and  in  his  law  doth  he  meditate 
day  and  night. 

3  And  he  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted 
by  the  rivers  of  water,  that  bringeth 
forth  his  fruit  in  his  season;  his  leaf 
also  shall  not  wither;  and  whatsoever 
he  doeth  shall  prosper. 

4  The  ungodly  are  not  so:  but  are  like 
the  chaff  which  the  wind  driveth  away. 

5  Therefore  the  ungodly  shall  not 
stand  in  the  judgment,  nor  sinners  in 
the  congregation  of  the  righteous. 

6  For  the  Lord  knoweth  the  way  of 
the  righteous:  but  the  way  of  the  un- 
godly shall  perish. 

PSALM    2. 

1  Why  do  the  heathen  rage,  and  the 
people  imagine  a  vain  thing? 

2  The  kings  of  the  earth  set  them- 
selves, and  the  rulers  take  counsel  to- 
gether, against  the  Lord,  and  against 
his  anointed,  saying, 

3  Let  us  break  their  bands  asunder, 
and  cast  away  their  cords  from  us. 

4  He  that  sitteth  in  the  heavens  shall 
laugh:  the  Lord  shall  have  them  in 
derision. 

5  Then  shall  he  speak  unto  them  in 
his  wrath,  and  vex  them  in  his  sore 
displeasure. 

6  Yet  have  I  set  my  king  upon  my 
holy  hill  of  Zion. 

7  I  will  declare  the  decree:  the  Lord 
hath  said  unto  me,  Thou  art  my  Son; 
this  day  have  I  begotten  thee. 

8  Ask  of  me,  and  I  shall  give  thee  the 
heathen  for  thine  inheritance,  and  the 
uttermost  parts  of  the  earth  for  thy 
possession. 

9  Thou  shalt  break  them  with  a  rod 
of  iron;  thou  shalt  dash  them  in  pieces 
like  a  potter's  vessel. 

10  Be  wise  now  therefore,  O  ye  kings: 
be  instructed,  ye  judges  of  the  earth. 

11  Serve  the  Lord  with  fear,  and  re- 
joice with  trembling. 

12  Kiss  the  Son,  lest  he  be  angry, 
and  ye  perish  from  the  way,  when  his 
wrath  is  kindled  but  a  little.  Blessed 
are  all  they  that  put  their  trust  in  him. 


PSALM   8. 

1  O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  Is 
thy  name  in  all  the  earth!  who  hast 
set  thy  glory  above  the  heavens. 

2  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and 
sucklings  hast  thou  ordained  strength 
because  of  thine  enemies,  that  thou 
mightest  still  the  enemy  and  the 
avenger. 

3  When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the 
work  of  thy  fingers,  the  moon  and  the 
stars,  which  thou  hast  ordained; 

4  What  is  man,  that  thou  art  mindful 
of  him?  and  the  son  of  man,  that  thou 
visitest  him? 

5  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little 
lower  than  the  angels,  and  hast  crowned 
him  with  glory  and  honor. 

6  Thou  madest  him  to  have  dominion 
over  the  works  of  thy  hands;  thou  hast 
put  all  things  under  his  feet: 

7  All  sheeji  and  oxen,  yea,  and  the 
beasts  of  the  field; 

8  The  fowl  of  the  air,  and  the  fish 
of  the  sea,  and  whatsover  passeth 
through  the  paths  of  the  seas. 

9  O  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is 
thy  name  in  all  the  earth! 

PSALM    23. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd;  I  shall 
not  want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green 
pastures:  he  leadeth  me  beside  the  still 
waters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul;  he  leadeth 
me  in  the  paths  of  righteousness  for 
his  name's  sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the 
valley  of  the  shadow  of  death,  I  will 
fear  no  evil :  for  thou  art  with  me ;  thy 
rod  and  thy  staff  they  comfort  me. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in 
the  presence  of  mine  enemies;  thou 
anointest  my  head  with  oil;  my  cup 
runneth  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall 
follow  me  all  the  days  of  my  life:  and 
I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord  for 


PSALM   32. 

1  Blessed  is  he  whose  transgression  is 
forgiven,  whose  sin  is  covered. 

2  Blessed  is  the  man  unto  whom  the 
Lord  imputeth  not  iniquity,  and  in 
whose  spirit  there  is  no  guile. 


3  When  I  kept  silence,  my  bones 
waxed  old  through  my  roaring  all  the 
day  long. 

4  For  day  and  night  thy  hand  was 
heavy  upon  me:  my  moisture  is 
turned  into  the  drought  of  summer. 
Selah. 

5  I  acknowledged  my  sin  unto  thee, 
and  mine  iniquity  have  I  not  hid.  I 
said,  I  will  confess  my  transgressions 
unto  the  Lord;  and  thou  forgavest 
the  iniguity  of  my  sin.     Selah. 

6  For'  this  shall  every  one  that  is 
godly  pray  unto  thee  in  a  time  when 
thou  mayest  be  found:  surely  in  the 
floods  of  great  waters  they  shall  not 
come  nigh  unto  him. 

7  Thou  art  my  hiding  place;  thou 
shalt  preserve  me  from  trouble;  thou 
shalt  compass  me  about  with  songs  of 
deliverance.     Selah. 

8  I  will  instruct  thee  and  teach  thee 
in  the  way  which  thou  shalt  go:  I  will 
guide  thee  with  mine  eye. 

9  Be  ye  not  as  the  horse,  or  as  the 
mule,  which  have  no  understanding: 
whose  mouth  must  be  held  in  with  bit 
and  bridle,  lest  they  come  near  unto 
thee. 

10  Many  sorrows  shall  be  to  the 
wicked:  but  he  that  trusteth  in  the 
Lord,  mercy  shall  compass  him 
about. 

11  Be  glad  in  the  Lord,  and  rejoice, 
ye  righteous:  and  shout  for  joy,  all  ye 
that  are  upright  in  heart. 

PSALM    46. 

1  God  is  our  refuge  and  strength,  a 
very  present  help  in  trouble. 

2  Therefore  will  not  we  fear,  though 
the  earth  be  removed,  and  though  the 
mountains  be  carried  into  the  midst  of 
the  sea; 

3  Though  the  waters  thereof  roar  and 
be  troubled,  though  the  mountains 
shake  with  the  swelling  thereof. 
Selah. 

4  There  is  a  river,  the  streams  whereof 
shall  make  glad  the  city  of  God,  the 
holy  place  of  the  tabernacles  of  the 
most  High. 

5  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her;  she  shall 
not  be  moved :  God  shall  help  her,  and 
that  right  early. 

6  The  heathen  raged,  the  kingdoms 
were  moved:  he  uttered  his  voice,  the 
earth  melted. 

7  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us;  the 
God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge.     Selah. 

8  Come,    behold    the    works    of    the 


Lord,  what  desolations  he  hath  made 
in  the  earth. 

9  He  maketh  wars  to  cease  unto  the 
end  of  the  earth;  he  breaketh  the  bow, 
and  cutteth  the  spear  in  sunder;  he 
burneth  the  chariot  in  the  fire. 

10  Be  still  and  know  that  I  am  God: 
I  will  be  exalted  among  the  heathen, 
I  will  be  exalted  in  the  earth. 

11  The  Lord  of  hosts  is  with  us;  the 
God  of  Jacob  is  our  refuge.     Selah. 

PSALM   91. 

1  He  that  dwelleth  in  the  secret  place 
of  the  most  High  shall  abide  under  the 
shadow  of  the  Almighty. 

2  I  will  say  of  the  Lord,  He  is  my 
refuge  and  my  fortress:  my  God;  in 
him  will  I  trust. 

3  Surely  he  shall  deliver  thee  from 
the  snare  of  the  fowler,  and  from  the 
noisome  pestilence. 

4  He  shall  cover  thee  with  his  feath- 
ers, and  under  his  wings  shalt  thou 
trust:  his  truth  shall  be  thy  shield 
and  buckler. 

5  Thou  shall  not  be  afraid  for  the 
terror  by  night;  nor  for  the  arrow  that 
flieth  by  day; 

6  Nor  for  the  pestilence  that  walketh 
in  darkness;  nor  for  the  destruction 
that  wasteth  at  noonday. 

7  A  thousand  shall  fall  at  thy  side, 
and  ten  thousand  at  thy  right  hand; 
but  it  shall  not  come  nigh  thee. 

8  Only  with  thine  eyes  shalt  thou 
behold  and  see  the  reward  of  the 
wicked. 

9  Because  thou  hast  made  the  Lord, 
which  is  my  refuge,  even  the  most  High, 
thy  habitation; 

10  There  shall  no  evil  befall  thee, 
neither  shall  any  plague  come  nigh 
thy  dwelling. 

1 1  For  he  shall  give  his  angels  charge 
over  thee,  to  keep  thee  in  all  thy  ways. 

12  They  shall  bear  thee  up  in  their 
hands,  lest  thou  dash  thy  foot  against 
a  stone. 

13  Thou  shalt  tread  upon  the  lion 
and  adder:  the  young  lion  and  the 
dragon  shalt  thou  trample  under  feet. 

14  Because  he  hath  set  his  love  upon 
me,  therefore  will  I  deliver  him:  I  will 
set  hiin  on  high,  because  he  hath  known 
my  name. 

15  He  shall  call  upon  me,  and  I  will 
answer  him :  I  will  be  with  him  in  trouble ; 
I  will  deliver  him,  and  honor  him. 

16  With  long  life  will  I  satisfy  him, 
and  shew  him  my  salvation. 


PSALM  92. 

1  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks 
unto  the  Lord,  and  to  sing  praises  unto 
thy  name,  O  most  High: 

2  To  shew  forth  thy  lovingkindness 
in  the  morning,  and  thy  faithfulness 
every  night, 

3  Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings, 
and  upon  the  psaltery;  upon  the  harp 
with  a  solemn  sound. 

4  For  thou.  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad 
through  thy  work:  I  will  triumph  in 
the  works  of  thy  hands. 

5  O  Lord,  how  great  are  thy  works! 
and  thy  thoughts  are  very  deep. 

6  A  brutish  man  knoweth  not; 
neither  doth  a  fool  understand  this. 

7  When  the  wicked  spring  as  the 
grass,  and  when  all  the  workers  of 
iniquity  do  flourish;  it  is  that  they 
shall  be  destroyed  for  ever: 

8  But  thou,  Lord,  art  most  high  for 
evermore. 

9  For,  lo,  thine  enemies,  O  Lord,  for, 
lo,  thine  enemies  shall  perish;  all  the 
workers  of  iniquity  shall  be  scattered. 

10  But  my  horn  shalt  thou  exalt  like 
the  horn  of  an  unicorn:  I  shall  be 
anointed  with  fresh  oil. 

11  Mine  eye  also  shall  see  my  desire 
on  mine  enemies,  and  mine  ears  shall 
hear  my  desire  of  the  wicked  that  rise 
up  against  me. 

12  The  righteous  shall  flourish  like 
the  palm  tree:  he  shall  grow  like  a 
cedar  in  Lebanon. 

13  Those  that  be  planted  in  the  house 
of  the  Lord  shall  flourish  in  the  courts 
of  our  God. 

14  They  shall  still  bring  forth  fruit 
in  old  age;  they  shall  be  fat  and 
flourishing; 

15  To  shew  that  the  Lord  is  upright: 
he  is  my  rock,  and  there  is  no  un- 
righteousness in  him. 

PSALM   96. 

1  O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song; 
sing  unto  the  Lord,  all  the  earth. 

2.  Sing  unto  the  Lord,  bless  his  name; 
shew  forth  his  salvation  from  day  to  day. 

3  Declare  his  glory  among  the 
heathen,  his  wonders  among  all  people. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  great,  and  greatly 
to  be  praised :  he  is  to  be  feared  above 
all  gods. 

5  For  all  the  gods  of  the  nations  are 
idols:  but  the  Lord  made  the  heavens. 

6  Honor  and  majesty  are  before 
him:  strength  and  beauty  are  in  his 
sanctuary. 


7  Give  unto  the  Lord,  O  ye  kindreds 
of  the  people,  give  unto  the  Lord  glory 
and  strength. 

8  Give  unto  the  Lord  the  glory  due 
unto  his  name:  bring  an  offering,  and 
come  into  his  courts. 

9  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty 
of  holiness:  fear  before  him,  all  the 
earth. 

10  Say  among  the  heathen  that  the 
Lord  reigneth:  the  world  also  shall 
be  established  that  it  shall  not  be 
moved:  he  shall  judge  the  people 
righteously. 

11  Let  the  heavens  rejoice,  and  let 
the  earth  be  glad;  let  the  sea  roar,  and 
the  fulness  thereof. 

12  Let  the  field  be  joyful,  and  all 
that  is  therein:  then  shall  all  the  trees 
of  the  wood  rejoice 

13.  Before  the  Lord:  for  he  cometh, 
for  he  cometh  to  judge  the  earth:  he 
shall  judge  the  world  with  righteous- 
ness, and  the  people  with  his  truth. 

PSALM    100. 

1  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord, 
all  ye  lands. 

2  Serve  the  Lord  with  gladness:  come 
before  his  presence  with  singing. 

3  Know  ye  that  the  Lord  he  is  God: 
it  is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we 
ourselves;  we  are  his  people,  and  the 
sheep  of  his  pasture. 

4  Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanks- 
giving, and  into  his  courts  with  praise: 
be  thankful  unto  him,  and  bless  his 
name. 

5  For  the  Lord  is  good;  his  mercy  is 
everlasting;  and  his  truth  endureth  to 
all  generations. 

PSALM  121. 

1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the 
hills,  from  whence  cometh  my  help. 

2  My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord, 
which  made  heaven  and  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  hje 
moved:  he  that  keepeth  thee  will  not 
slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel  shall 
neither  slumber  nor  sleep. 

_  5  Thy  Lord   is  thy  keeper:  the   Lord 
is  thy  shade  upon  thy  right  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day, 
nor  the  moon  by  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from 
all  evil :  he  shall  preserve  thy  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going 
out  and  thy  coming  in  from  this  time 
forth,  and  even  for  evermore. 


Love. 

I.  CORINTHIANS  13. 

1  Though  I  speak  with  the  tongues  of 
men  and  of  angels,  and  have  not 
charity,  I  am  become  as  sounding  brass, 
or  a  tinkling  symbol. 

2  And  though  I  have  the  gift  of 
prophecy,  and  understand  all  mysteries, 
and  all  knowledge ;  and  though  I  have  all 
faith,  so  that  I  could  remove  mountains, 
and  have  not  charity,  I  am  nothing. 

3  And  though  I  bestow  all  my  goods 
to  feed  the  poor,  and  though  I  give  my 
body  to  be  burned,  and  have  not 
charity,   it  profiteth  me  nothing. 

4  Charity  suffereth  long,  and  is  kind ; 
charity  envieth  not;  charity  vaunteth 
not  itself,  is  not  puffed  up, 

5  Doth  not  behave  itself  unseemly, 
seeketh  not  her  own,  is  not  easily  pro- 
voked, thinketh  no  evil; 

6  Rejoiceth  not  in  iniquity,  but  re- 
joiceth  in  the  truth; 

T^Beareth  all  things,  believeth  all  things, 
hopeth  all  things,  endureth  all  things. 

8  Charity  never  faileth :  but  whether 
there  be  prophecies,  they  shall  fail; 
whether  there  be  tongues,  they  shall 
cease;  whether  there  be  knowledge,  it 
shall  vanish  away. 

9  For  we  know  in  part,  and  we  proph- 
esy in  part. 

10  But  when  that  which  is  perfect  is 
come,  then  that  which  is  in  part  shall 
be  done  away. 

11  When  I  was  a  child,  I  spake  as  a 
child,  I  understood  as  a  child,  I  thought 
as  a  child :  but  when  I  became  a  man,  I 
put.  away  childish  things. 

12  For  now  we  see  through  a  glass, 
darkly;  but  then  face  to  face:  now  I 
know  in  part;  but  then  shall  I  know 
even  as  also  I  am  known. 

13  And  now  abideth  faith,  hope, 
charity,  these  three;  but  the  greatest 
of  these  is  charity. 


The  Second  Coming  of  Christ. 

I.  THESS.  4:  13-18;  5:  1-6. 

13  But  I  would  not  have  you  to  be 
ignorant,  brethren,  concerning  them 
which  are  asleep,  that  ye  sorrow  not, 
even  as  others  which  have  no  hope. 

14  For  if  we  believe  that  Jesus  died 
and  rose  again,  even  so  them  also  which 
sleep  in  Jesus  will  God  bring  with  him. 

15  For  this  we  say  unto  you,  by  the 
word  of  the  Lord,  that  we  which  are 
alive  and  remain  unto  the  coming  of 
the  Lord  shall  not  prevent  them  which 
are  asleep. 

16  For  the  Lord  himself  shall  de- 
scend from  heaven  with  a  shout,  with 
the  voice  of  the  archangel,  and  with 
the  trump  of  God:  and  the  dead  in 
Christ  shall  rise  first: 

17  Then  we  which  are  alive  and  re- 
main shall  be  caught  up  together  with 
them  in  the  clouds,  to  meet  the  Lord 
in  the  air:  and  so  shall  we  ever  be  with 
the  Lord. 

18  Wherefore  comfort  one  another 
with  these  words. 

1  But  of  the  times  and  the  seasons, 
brethren,  ye  have  no  need  that  I  write 
unto  you. 

2  For  yourselves  know  perfectly  that 
the  day  of  the  Lord  so  cometh  as  a 
thief  in  the  night. 

3  For  when  they  shall  say.  Peace  and 
safety;  then  sudden  destruction  come- 
eth  upon  them,  as  travail  upon  a  wo- 
man with  child;  and  they  shall  not 
escape. 

4  But  ye,  brethren,  are  not  in  dark- 
ness, that  that  day  should  overtake 
you  as  a  thief. 

5  Ye  are  all  the  children  of  light,  and 
the  children  of  the  day:  we  are  not  of 
the  night,  nor  of  darkness. 

6  Therefore  let  us  not  sleep,  as  do 
others;  but  let  us  watch  and  be  sober. 


INDEX 


Titles  in  Small  Caps;  First  Lines  in  Roman;  Titles  and  First  Lines  the  same,  in  Italic. 


A  CALL  FOR  LOYAL 

A  few  more  days  to  brave . 

After 

After  the  storm  that 

After  the  toil  comes  rest .  . 

Afterward 

A  land  by  faith  I  see 

Alas  and  did  my  Saviour.  . 
Alas  and  did  my  Saviour.  . 

A  LITTLE   BIT  OF  LOVE.  .  .  . 

All  hail,  Immanuel 

All  hail  our  glorious 


70 
167 
138 
138 


22 
195 
104 

64 
123 
155 


All  HAIL  THE  POWER 

All  hail  the  power 

Amazing  grace 

America 

An  angel  came  down 

An  old  ACCOUNT 

A  pilgrim  worn  and  weary . 
Are  you  lonely  and  worn.  . 

As  A  VOLUNTEER 

As  God  will 

A  SHOUT  IN  THE  C.AJWP .  .  .  . 

A  sinner  forgiven 


130 

131 

44 

222 

52 

99 

67 

199 

70 

140 

143 

217 


Ask  for  the  old  paths 

As  the  sunlight  breaks.  .  .  . 

As  time's  last  sands 

At  Calvary's  cross  I 

At  the  CROSS 

At  the  feast  of  Belshazzar. 
At  the  sounding  of  the.  .  .  . 
Awake,  glad  soul,  awake.  . 

A  WORLD  IN  awful 

B.\ttle  hymn  OF  the 

Beautiful  eden 

Behold,  He  cometh 


21S 
118 

62 
145 
195 
148 

83 
102 

88 
268 
209 

12 


Behold,  One  cometh  in.  .  .     81 

Behold  what  love 57 

Be  not  dismayed 133 

Best  of  all 189 

Better  DAYS  ARE  COMING.  164 
Better  than  I  know.  .  .  .   154 

Beulah  land 6 

Beyond  the  fading  marks . .   220 

Blessed  Assurance 240 

Blessed  be  the  name.  . .  .  239 

Blest  be  the  tie 236 

Bringing  back  the  King  198 
Brother  for  Christ's 179 

BUCKFIELD 149 

Calm  me,  my  God 177 

Chained  by  sin  in  cruel .  .  .    126 

Child  of  the  Master 20 

Christ  found  me  lost 154 

Christian  soldier,  worn.  .  .  .    156 

Christ's  coming 49 

Christ  shall  be  Kin? 37 

City  of  God 7 

Come  all  ye  saints 32 

Come  every  soul  by  sin .  . .  256 

Coming  again 206 

Come,  let  us  anew 230 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  .  .   231 

Come,  sinner,  come 232 

Come  to  Jesus 233 

Come  to  Pisgah's 32 

Companionship  with 169 

Constant  communion.  .. .  Ill 
Count  YOUR  blessings.  . .  79 
Crown  Him  Lord  of  all.   155 

Day  is  far  spent 4 

Deliverance  will  come  .   122 

Divine  peace 109 

Don't  forget  to  PRAY.  . .     51 

Down  at  the  cross 237 

Do  you  know  the  world ...     64 

Drifting  away 119 

Drive  it  away  with  a  .  .  .   182 

Established  goings 36 

Even  me,  even  me 263 

Expostulation 267 

Failing  in  strength 82 

Faith  of  our  fathers 205 

Faith  WILL  bring  the 180 

For  many  years  we've ....     61 

Far  more  precious 2 

Far  out  on  the  desolate.  .  .    141 

For  sinners  lost 85 

Founded  on  the  rock  ...  26 
From  every  stormy  wind .  .  .  134 
From,  every  stormy  wind .  .  .   244 

From  God  and  His 119 

From  Greenland's  icy 259 

From  over  hill  and  plain.  .  55 
From  the  third  heaven 170 

Gird  on  your  steadfast ....  71 

Glad  is  the  song 120 

Glad  tidings,  glad  tidings.  .  87 

Glory  in  my  soul 128 

Glory  to  His  name 237 

God  be  with  you 269 

God  bids  His  people 78 

God  hears  and  answers  .  100 

God  is  calling  yet 53 

God  will  take  care  of  .  .  133 

Go  when  THE  morning.  . .  135 

Grace  enough  for  me  ...  9 

Growing  dearer  each.  . .  58 

Had  we  only  sunshine  all.    125 

Hallowell 157 

Hark,  a  voice  from  Eden. .   188 

Harvest  song 75 

Harvest  time  is  here  ...    120 

Have  you  heard  the 204 

Hear  my  prayer 68 

He  goes  with  me  there.     33 


He  included  me 

He  is  all  in  all  to  me.  . . 
He  is  mighty  to  save.  . . . 
He  is  not  far  away  from 
He  is  so  precious  to  me. 

He  knows  it  all 

He  knows  me  by  my 

Held  by  the  Saviour's.  . 

He  leadeth  me 

He  loves  even  me 

Help  just  a  little 

Help  somebody  to-day.  . 

He  promised  me 

He  purchased  life  for.  . 
He  was  nailed  to  the.  . . 

He  was  not  willing 

Higher  ground 

His  dying  love 

His  easy  yoke 

His  face  will  outshine. 

His  way  is  best 

Hold  fast  that  thou  hast.  . 

Home  time's  coming 

Homeward  bound 

How  beautiful  was  Eden .  . 

How  cheering  is  the 

How  f.-vr  to  the  city.  . . . 
How  firm  a  foundation.  .  .  . 
How  many  times  has  He. . 
How  sweet  is  the  love  of .  . 
I  am  a  stranger  here 

I  AM  coming  to  the 

I  AM  happy  in  Him 

I  am  so  happy  in  Christ .  . 
I  came  to  the  Saviour .... 
I  COULD  not  stay  away.  . 

/  do  not  know 

If  you  need  uplifting.  . . 
If  your  life  seems  sad 

I  have  a  song  I  LOVE .... 
I  KNOW  I  shall  want.  .  .  . 

I  know  my  heavenly 

I  love  to  hear  you  tell .... 
I  love  to  think  my  Father. 

/  love  to  tell  the  story 

I'm  coming  back  to 

I'm  coming  to  the  cross. .  . 
I'm  going  through  ...... 

I'm  happy  in  Him 

I'm  on  a  shining  pathway. . 

I'm  pressing  on  the 

I  must  needs  go  home .... 
I'm  w.'^iting  for  Thee.  . . . 
In  a  world  where  sorrow.  . 
In  constant  communion. . . 

In  dreams  I  hear  a 

1 71  heavenly  love  abiding.  .  . 

In  His  sunlight 

In  looking  through  my. . . . 

In  the  crimson-tinted 

In  the  dark  and  gloomy. .  . 

In  the  light  and  glory 

In  the  musings  of  the.-.  .  .  . 

In  the  shadow  of  His 

In  touch  with  Thee 

I  saw  a  lonely  traveller.  .  . 
It  is  better  farther  on. 

It  is  Jesus 

It  was  His  love 

I've  a  message  from  the. . . 

I've  found  a  friend  in 

I've  reached  the  land 

I've  wandered  far  away.  .  . 
I've  wandered  far  away.  .  . 

I  WILL  believe 

I  will  bless  the  Lord 

I  WILL  not  forget 

I  will  not  shrink  from 


Jehovah's  PROMISE .  .  . 
Jesus  all  my  grief  is. 
Jesus,  blessed  Jesus. 


186 

178 
160 
192 

98 
175 
101 

48 
241 

89 
179 

23 
124 

63 
216 
202 
201 
3 
184 
5 
115 
112 
161 
129 
209 

28 
196 
224 

65 

58 

39 
238 

95 
186 
184 

97 
113 
180 
212 

24 
171 
107 
198 
175 
262 

16 
238 

19 

95 

92 
201 

35 
168 

50 
111 
185 
136 

43 

9 

110 

94 

43 
115 
139 
105 
122 
188 

81 

14 

72 

193 

6 

16 
228 
166 

36 

42 
140 

126 
189 
191 


Jesus  is  coming  again  ...  1 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul ....  242 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul ....  243 

Jesus  loves  me 13 

Jesus  shall  reign 152 

Jesus  the  Saviour  by 172 

Jesus  will  be  your 199 

Joy  COMETH  in  the 96 

Joyful  news 204 

Joy  to  the  world 234 

Just  as  I  am 254 

Just  as  I  am 255 

Just  over  there 41 

Just  when  I  need  Him 15 

Keep  me  calm 177 

Keep  thy  he.\rt  singing.  47 
Land  of  the  unsetting.  .   159 

Lay  hold  on  the  hope 56 

Lead  kindly  light 235 

Lead  me,  O  my  Saviour. . .  246 
Let  no  man  take  thy  ....   112 

Lift  him  up 108 

Lift  up  the  trumpet 1 

Light  at  eventide 4 

Like  an  army  we  are 117 

Long  by  sin  my  eyes 178 

Long  we've  been  waiting.  .  .      84 

Look  all  around  you 23 

Loyalty  to  Christ 55 

Look  and  live 72 

Looking  for  that 45 

Look,  the  harvest  field ....     75 

Look  to  Jesus 266 

Lord,  I  believe 215 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers.  .  .  263 
Lord,  I  have  started  to.  .  .  19 
Lord,  I'm  coming  home..  .  228 
Lord,  in  Thy  vineyard.  .  .  .  158 
Lord,  Jesus,  I  long  to  be.  .  245 
Loyal  Workers'  song.  . .   158 

Majestic  sweetness  sits 249 

Majesty 142 

Make  me  white  as  snow  246 

Marching  IN  His  name..  .  117 

Master,  the  tempest  is 150 

May  I  BE  faithful 114 

Mine  eyes  have  seen 268 

Moment  by  moment  in.  .  .  105 

More  like  the  Master 77 

My  Bible  leads  to  glory ....  213 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee. .  .  222 

My  crucified  Lord 21 

My  Father  knows 107 

My  feet  are  so  weary 203 

My  hope  is  built  on 250 

My  Jesus,  I  love  Thee 264 

My  King  is  coming 67 

My  life  was  darkened 3 

My  soul  is  full  of  singing. .  25 

My  soul  is  so  happy 95 

Nearei',  My  God,  to  Thee. . .  248 
'Neath  the  shadow  of.  . .   139 

Never  alone 141 

New  Jerusalem 170 

No  dying  there 22 

No  one  can  help  you.  ...  211 

No  one  LIKE  Jesus 172 

No  room  for  Jesus 69 

Not  far  away 30 

Now  will  I  praise  Thy ...  .     21 

Numberless  as  the 163 

O  blessed  fellowship  divine  169 
O'er  a  lost  and  sinful  city.  219 
O  eyes  that  are  weary ....  266 

O  for  a  faith  that  will 157 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  .  142 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  .  239 
O  God,  I  lift  my  voice.  ...  68 
O  God,  of  mercy,  hear.  .  .  .  166 
O  happy  day 253 


O  have  you  not  heard ....  103 

O  HOW  I  LOVE  Him 145 

Once  I  thought  I  walked. .  174 

Only  trust  Him 256 

On  Ohve's  crown 206 

On  sin's  dark  mountain ...  128 

On  the  rock  of  ages 26 

Onward,  Christian  Soldiers.  260 

Onward  will  I  journey ....  48 

O  shout  aloud  the  tidings.  45 

O  shout  for  joy 151 

O  THAT  WILL  BE  GLORY  ...       .SI 

O  the  love  of  Jesus  means .  210 

O  the  promise  of  the 147 

O  the  thought  of  life 41 

O  Thou,  the  contrite 17 

O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye 265 

Oturn  ye 267 

Our  Father,  Who  art 74 

Out  on  an  ocean  all 129 

Out  on  the  highways 165 

Over  and  over  again.  ...  65 

O  what  a  loving  Friend .  . .  192 

Patience 203 

Peace  like  the  river's 109 

Piercing  the  gloom  of 162 

Praise  ye  the  Lord 214 

Redeemed 197 

Redeemed,  how  I  love  to. .    197 

Remember  me,  O 116 

Rescue  the  perishing 227 

Restitution  CHORUS 147 

Revive  us  again 251 

Ripening  together 34 

Rock  of  Ages 226 

Safely  abiding 11 

Salvation's  free 231 

Satisfied 29 

Saved,  gloriously 194 

Saviour,  comfort  me  ....     94 

Scatter  sunshine 50 

Secret  prayer 135 

Servant  of  God,  awake 60 

Since  I  HAVE  been 24 

Since  I  have  learned.  .  .   174 

Sleep  on,  beloved 223 

Soldiers  of  King  Jesus ....     90 

Somebody 80 

Somebody  did  a  golden.  .  .     80 

Somebody  knows 82 

Somebody  needs  you  ....     20 

Some  happy  d.\y 185 

Some  sweet  day  I  shall.  159 
Sometime  and  somehow. .  .  132 
Sometime  the  tempest ....    132 

Songs  IN  THE  NIGHT 121 

So  precious  is  Jesus 98 

Sowing  and  reaping 165 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for .  .  .  .   257 

Steady,  brother,  steady 105 

Summer  land 220 

Sunbeams  of  glory 183 

Sunshine  and  rain 125 

Sweet  by  and  by 261 

Sweeter  as  the  d.\ys.  ...   210 


Sweet  is  the  promise 42 

Swing  back  for  one 18 

Swing  open,  fair 18 

Take  my  hand,  dear 173 

Tell  me  the  old,  sweet 153 

That  glorious  day  is 66 

The  alarm 137 

The  banner  of  the 71 

The  Bible  our  guide 2 

The  bright  golden  age.  .    181 

The  call  to  arms 54 

The  Christl\n's  hope.  .  .     28 

The  church  in  the 86 

The  cross  for  Christ 63 

The  dear  old 93 

The  Everlasting 146 

The  Gospel  Ship 221 

The  grand  review 156 

The  handwriting  on  ...  .  148 
The  hope  set  before.  ...  56 
The  King's  business.  ...     39 

The  land  of  pure 167 

The  Lily  of  the 193 

The  Lord  has  risen 102 

The  Lord's  Prayer 74 

The  Master  has  GONE. . .  114 
The  MISSIONARY  Saviour.  .  88 
The  morning  light  is.  .  . .  258 

The  old  p.\ths 218 

The  old  pilgrim's  song.  .  61 
The  old  time  Gospel.  ...  40 
The  old  time  religion.  . .  247 

The  Parousia 110 

The  PEARLY  white  city.  .  200 
The  pleading  Saviour.  . .  219 
The  Prince  of  Peace.  .  . .  162 
There  are  days  so  dark. ...     10 

There  are  faces  dear 5 

There  are  memories 93 

There  is  afotintain  filled. .  .   229 

There  is  a  name  I  love 127 

There'll  be  a  shout  in 143 

There  on  the  cross 104 

There's  a  church  in  the ...     86 

There's  a  glad  song 194 

There's  a  holy  and 200 

There's  a  land  that  is 261 

There's  a  message  from.  . .  190 
There's  a  promised  future.    181 

There's  a  song  in  my 76 

There's  One  who  can 191 

There's  where  you'll 144 

There  was  a  time  on  earth.     99 

There  was  no  room 69 

There  were  only  two  or.  .  .     73 

The  S.wiour's  smile 118 

The  sinner's  Friend.  ...      17 

The  solid  rock 250 

The  song  I've  loved  ....  25 
The  song  of  my  heart.  . .  76 
The  touch  of  His  hand.  10 
The  troubled  waters.  . .  52 
The  trumpet  of  battle  is.. .  54 
The  unchanging  One.  ...     46 

The  watchers 62 

The  way  of  the  Cross.  .  .     35 


The  wayside  cross 91 

They  crucified  my  blessed .  85 

This  is  the  old  time 40 

This  thought  is  dearer.  . . .  101 

Though  the  pathway 164 

Though  the  way  we 152 

Thy  coming  again 168 

'Tis  the  old  time 247 

Together  they  are 34 

Two  or  three 73 

Under  His  wings  I  am.  ...  It 
Under  the  cross 238 

Victory  ahead 207 

Victory  in  Jesus 90 

Waiting  and  watching  .  .   208 

We  are  living,  we  are 137 

We  are  voyagers  on  the.  .  .  27 
Weeping  may  endure  for.  .  96 
We  know  not  the  time.  .  .  .   208 

We  live  in  tents 78 

We'll  never  grow  old  .  .  103 
We'll  stand  the  storm.  151 
We  may  lighten  care  and. .  47 
We  praise  Thee,  O  God.  .  .  251 
We're  kneeling  at  THE. .  255 
We're  looking  for  a  city. . .       7 

We  shall  see  the 152 

Wesley 230 

We've  a  story  to  tell 59 

What  a  gathering 83 

What  a  wonderful 216 

What  though  a  cloud 182 

When  all  my  labors  and. . .  31 
When  I  have  finished  my. .     29 

When  I  think  of  my 89 

When  Jesus  comes 161 

When  Jesus  turns 212 

When  lost  and  long  by. . . .  97 
When  our  Lord  was  here. .  46 
When  our  work  on  earth .  .   144 

When  purple  twilight 49 

When  sorrow  and  storms. .   215 

When  storms  around 116 

When  strangers  stand 149 

When  tempest-tossed 100 

When  the  angels  come 38 

When  the  clouds  of 121 

When  the  day  is  dark 51 

When  the  hosts  of  Israel .  .  207 
When  the  servants  of  God.  171 
When  upon  life's  billows .  .      79 

When  we  enter  the 163 

Where  my  King  leads  on. .  .  187 
Which  way  shall  I  take ...     91 

While  here  on  earth 33 

While  Jesus  whispers  to. .  .    232 

Whiter  than  snow 245 

Why  do  you  wait 225 

Why  stand  ye  here  idle  ....    176 

Will  you  come 190 

Wonderful  Counselor.  .  146 
Wonderful  Saviour,  in.  .  . .   160 

You  may  look  for  true. ...  211 
Your  brother  has  a 108 


Advent:  1,  12,  49,  67,  110, 
137,  143,  147,  152,  161, 
168,   198,   206,   208. 

Choruses:  12,  117,  120,  123, 
145,  146,  147,  150,  194, 
214. 

Duets:  4,  88,  95,  154,  163,  164, 
167,  171,  175,  176,  178, 
199,  216.  220. 


TOPICAL   INDEX 

Invitation:  16,  52,  69,  190, 
225,  228,  231,  232,  233, 
238,  254,  255,  256,  265, 
266,  267. 

Male  Voices:  91,  102,  116, 
138,  185,  203. 

Missionary:  20,  23,  54,  55,  59, 
60,  75,  79,  88,  114,  120, 
165,  259. 


Patriotic:  222,  268. 
Quartettes:  8.  9,   11,  53,  95, 

135,   136,   153,  200,  202, 

219. 
Sacrament:  195,  229,  237,  245, 

248,  264. 
Solos:  30,  59,  69,  73,  81,  82, 

89,    107.    108.    121,    126. 

132,   135,   141,   148,   168, 

173,   189.  200,  202,  218.