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THE

Heavenly Choir,

FOR A I, L

OCCASIONS OF WORSHIP, CONGREGATIONAL,

CHURCH, PRAYER, PRAISE, CHOIR,

SUNDAY SCHOOL, AND

SOCIAL MEETINGS.

THEODORE \VOOD.

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THE

Heavenly Choir

A COLLECTION OF HYMNS AND TUNES

FOR ALL

Occasions of "Worship, Congregational,

Church, Prayer, Praise, Choir,

Sunday School, and

Social Meetings.

BY

T. WOOD

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Published by C. M. CADY, 107 Duane St.

Copyright, 1876, by Theodore Wood.

PREFACE.

Praise ye the Lord, Sing unto the Lord a new song.
Praise ye the Lord, Praise God in His Sanctuary ;
Praise Him in the firmament of His power ;
Praise Him for His mighty acts ; Praise Him according to

His excellent greatness-
Praise Him with the sound of the Trumpet;
Praise Him with the Psaltery and Harp.
Praise Him with the timbrel and dance ;
Praise Him with stringed Instruments and Organs.
Praise Him upon the loud sounding cymbals.
Praise Him upon the high sounding cymbals.
Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord.
Praise ye the Lord.

Grateful acknowledgments are rendered for generous assistance
and contributions to

H. E. Palmer, James K. Murray, Theodore E. Perkins,

W. O. Perkins, P. R Bliss, John T. Grape,

J. C. O'Kane, K. B. Mahatft, H. H. Johnson,

D. Hayden Lloyd, W. B. Richardson, Dr. M. J. Munger,

Wm. a. Pond & Co, J. W. Taylor, W. B. Taylor,

C. M. Cady, H. H. Pendleton, C. C. Case,
Mrs. a. B. Henderson.

J. W. Taylor, Music Eiectrotyper, 15 VanOewater St., N. T.

THE HEAVENLY CHOIR.

THE HEAVENLY CHOIR.

"They rest not day and night. ''^ — Kevelation, iv : 8.

Words by Rev. Thomas Cook.

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The tongue un - tir-ing dwells; Oh ho - ly, ho - ly, ho - ly Lord;
The list'n - ing ear shall fill ; Oh ho - ly, ho - ly, ho - ly Lord ;

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Thou Fa - ther, Spir - it. Word, Our humble voices hear, Our humble voices hear.
Thou God of earth and skies, E - ter-nal praises lise, E - ter-iial praises rise.

Of worlds, which deck the sky,
Each has its note of praise,

Joined in the nieiodj'.
Of stars which sins; God's grace.

Oh holy, holy God give ear.

While each revolving sphere
Conspire the soul to raise.

4 Tlirough your cathedral high,
Whose architect is God,

The blended echoes fly

O'er hill, and plain, and flood.

A holy, holy, holy Lord.

Is still the cea.«eless word.
Through all that bright abode.

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BLOW YE THE TRUMPET. H. M.

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1. Blow ye the trum - pet, blow, The glad - ly sol - enin sound;

2. Ex - alt the Lamb of God, The sin - a - ton - ing Lamb;

3. Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your hb - er - ty re - ceive;

4. The gos - pel trum -pet hear, The news of pard'ning grace;

5. Je - sus our great high priest. Has full a - tone-meut made;

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Let all the na - tions know,

Re - demption by His blood,

And safe in Je - sus dwell,

Y'e hap - py souls draw near.

Ye wea - ry spir - its, rest;

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To eai'th's re - mot - est bound,
Thro' ev - 'ry land pro - claim.
And blest in Je - sus, live,

Be - hold your Saviour's face.
Ye mourn - ing souls be glad:

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man - sions ce - les - tial, so near the sweet riv - er

Ci - ty where gush-eth life's un - fail - ing foun - tain,

Fa - ther who piti - est, Thy sor-row-iug chil - dren,

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THE HEAVENLY HOME.

"Words by Rev. James G. Lyons

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1. To Heaven, where tears and 3i<;hs Are lo:it in end - less bliss, How

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To burst our chains, and flee a - way,

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3 Tliey too of women born,

Wlio proved what faith will dare,
Unbow'd l)y scourge or scorn,

Are blest forever there.
They braved tlie foe, man's torch and sword,
They won the victor's great reward,
They won the victor's great reward.

4 AVlio that has ever shed,

(Jne penitential tear ;
Wlio lliat has toiled or bled

For truth, would linger here.
Nor long to join the sacred band,
Thf'.shinnig host of that fair land,
The shining host of that fair laud.

5 But best of all it comes.

From infant voices sweet: —
From those whose happy homea
Are at the Siiviour's leet.
And tiius they look, and thus tliey sing.
Admitting as their voices ring.

The wonders, wonders of his grace.

6 "They rest not day and night,"

Nor would they lose one strain;
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To banisli fear and paiu.
Tq catch the echo, eciio wild.
So bold, so soft, so mild, so mild,
And swell the heavenly strain.

THANKSGIVING HYMN.

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He has covered my soul, and I never will fear.
In his heart cheering presence with joy to appear.

3 He has spread me a banquet of fruits from above,
And unfurled me a banner, the banner of love;

I have opened my spikenard, and sweet smelling myrrh,
And the fragrance he loveth perfumes all the air.

4 When under his shadow his fair one abides.
How kindly he feeds her, how gently he chides;
And tenderly sweet as the music above,

How freely he whispers of pardoning love.

5 This is my beloved, and this is my friend !
Ye daughters of Zion, he loves to the end;

"When he comes to his garden his steps you may hear,
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2. Oh ! hap-py souls who pray, Where God ap-points to hear;

3. They go from strengtli to strength, Thro' this dark vale of tears,

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MY HEAVENLY HOME,

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heaven - ly mansion near the throne,

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He with blood sweat on Calv' - ry, Emptied, the cup of woe.
Calm, se - rene, is my be - ing, IIo - ly joy fills my breast;

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He to bright-eu our path - way. Left His cross at the gate.

Je - sus' cross at the por - tal, Holds it o - pen for me.

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.18 I WILL ARISE AND GO TO MY FATHER.

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1. "When bur - dened is my breast, When friend - less seems my lot;

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3. When conscience thunders loud, When sius in dread a - ray;

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I will a - rise and
Fa -ther I'll rise, &c.
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4 And if I am a child.

But have back-slidden still.
And lilled with projects wild.

Have followed my own will;
Yet penitent, resolved I'll Ije,
Father ! to rise and follow thee.

5 And thou in love wilt turn

To thy poor rohel child.
Nor let thine anger burn,

Though sin my heart beguiled;
Thy voice shall greet me graciously,
" Arise ! arise and come to me !"

6 And when my cheek turns pale.
And when I sink in death ;
Though heart and flesh may fail.

With my expiring breath,
I'll whisper, " Jesus died for me !"
Father ! I'll rise aud come to thee.

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FOR JESUS' SAKE.

Words by Rev. T. E. Spilman.

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Oil wlien He wears a crown of thorns
A crown of ,2,lory thee to make,

And bids tliee tell His love abroad.
Canst thou not go for Jesus' sake?

When on the Cross, the wrathful sword,
Against Thy l)leeding Lord, doth wake

And slay Him tliere for thee, my soul.
Canst thou not toil for Jesus' sake ?

5 My soul, He bought thee with His ])lood.
He did thy sins and sorrows take.
Canst thou not make some sacrilice?
Oh yes, I can for Jesus' sake?

G Oh lielp me. Father, Thy weak child,
The consocmtion now to make.
Increase my faitli. my love, my zeal,
That I may M'ork for Jesus' sake ?

WHEN WE GATHER AT THE JORDAN, 21

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1. When we gatli-er at the Jor-dan Whose cold wa-ters all must cross,

2. On time rude, re- lent- less bil-lows,Hith - ertoss'd,aml thith-er,driv"n,

May Thy right hand Lord sus-tain us, When its bil-lows wild -ly toss,
D. s. — May Thy Spir - it gent - lywal't us, To that peace-iul far off shore.

May our life-boat, these out-rid - ing, Reach at last the port ofheav'n;
D. s. — As they touch the bank of Beulah, In their heavenly cadence say,

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Anniversary Hymn, written for, and dedicated to the iih,Presbyterian Church Sunday Scftool,

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Mr.s. B. W. Abnold.

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1. "Where- e'er the Saljbath School l)ell3 may nni;,-; And thousand voi - ces

2. Through our fair land, from its East and AVest, With no - bie deeds and

3. And far a - bove ail tlie toil and strife, Tlie tem-pest lures and

4. We come, dear Sav- iour, we come I o-day; Take and keep us, we

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memories l)lest; Fi-om its countless homes, both far and wide — Where the

cares of life - Tho' tlie days be dark, and sun-light dim,
hum -bly pray; Ma - ny sins in these poor hearts ©f ours,

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Saviour's love and words a-bide, Sound the cheering strains of welcome free,
radiant l)eams are liorne from Him, Who speaks (t^lo' none His glo - ry see, )

thoughtless vain and wasted hours, Teach us, oli, our God, what we should be,

1, 2, 3, r. Lit -tie cjiildren, Lit - tie children, Lit - tie cliildren come un-to Me.
4th, r-.That we children, Lit - tie children, Dwell for- ev - er,Sav-iour,with Thee.

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1. Shall we gatli - er o'er the riv - er! When the tolls of life are past ?

2. Shall wegath-er o'er the riv - er, In that bright ce-les-tial home;

3. Shall wegath-er o'er the riv - er, All our dear u- ni - ted bana,

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Sing - ing prais-es to our Sav-iour, All a-round the "golden throne."
Ev - er more to dwell with Je - sus, In that ho - ly, hap - p}' land.

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If we knew the cares and crosses, Crowding in ourneiiihbor'sway;

If we knew tlie clouds a - bove us, Held Ijut <nen - tie lilessings there.

If we knew the si-lent sto - r}^, Quiv'ring through the heart of pain,

Let us reach in - to our bosoms. For the key to oth-er's lives ;

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If we knew the lit - tie loss-es, Sore-ly griev -
Would we turn a - way all treml)ling, In our blind

Would our man - hood dare to doom them, Back to haunts

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ous day by day ?
and weak despair ?

of guilt a -gain?
that still sur-vives,

Would we then
Would we shrink
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a tangled crossing, Joy hath many
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Leaving on his heart a shadow, Leav-ing on his life a stain?

While 'tis on - ly birds of E-den, Just in mer - cy fly -ing past?
And the cheek, tear-stained is whitest. This the bless - ed an - gels know.

We may say "Dear Father, judge us. As we judge our fel -low-men."

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While 'lis on - ly birds of E - deii,

And thecheck,tear-stainedis whitest,.

We may say "Dear Fu-Uier, judge us,

Leav-ing on his heart a stain.
Just in mer - cy fly - iug past.
This the bless-ed an - gels know.
As we judge our fel - low- men."

QUARTETTE.-'' The Old, Old Friends."

Ad lib

Prof. T. Wood.

1. The old, old Mends, old friends, Some changed,some buried; Some

2. The old, old Mends, old Mends, Oh! where are they? They're

3. The old, old IVieuds, One pass - es daily, And

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lov - ing messenger sends,
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The dear old friends,
So many are so fond in days of youth,
Alas ! that faith can l>e divorced from truth,

When love in severance ends.

The old, old friends.
They hover round us still in evening's shade,
Surely they shall return when sunlight fades,

And life on God depends.

26 HE GAVE HIMSELF FOR ME. S. M.

Worcla by Rev. A,

Peakson,

T. Wood.

1. Once I was dead in sin, And hope witb-in me died; But now I'm dead to

2. Oh, heigl;t I can-not reach, Oh, depth I can-not sound, Oh, love, oh boundless

3. Oh, cold un-grate-ful heart, That can from Je - sus turn, When living fires of

4. I live— and yet, not I, But Christ that lives in me; Who from the law of

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With Je - sus cru - ci - tied,
love. In \\\y Re-deem-er found,
love, Should on His al - tar ijurn.
sin And death hath made me free.

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"Who His own self bare our sins." — 1 Peter 2 : 24.
Words by Mns. Eltina M. Hall. John T. Gkape, l)y per.

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Thy strength in - deed is small ;

Thy power, and Thine a - lone,

Where - by Thy grace to claim —

My ran - somed soul shall rise,

I stand in Him com - plete.

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Child of weak-ness, watch and pray, Find in Me thine all in all.

Can change the le - per's spots. And melt the heart of stone.
I'll wash my gar-ment white In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.

Then " Je - sns paid it all " Shall rend the vault-ed skies.

I'll lay my trophies down, All down at Je - sus' feet.

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When I can read my title clear, To maiisious in the

Sliould earth against my soul engage, . . And tir - y darts be

Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sor - row

There shall I bathe my weary soul, In seas of heavenly

skies;
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I'll bid fare- well to every fear, And wipe my

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, .. .And face a

May I but safely reach my home, — My God, my

And not a ware of trouble, roll A - cross my

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1. Je - ru-sa-lem! my hap - py home; Name ev - er dear to me!

2. 0, when, thou ci - ty of my God, Shall I thy courts as - cend.

When shall my la - hours have an end, In jo}^ and peace in Wwo.
Where con- gre - ga - tions ne'er breakup. And Sabbath's have no end?

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3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom.

Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blest seats ! thro' rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.

4 Wliy should I shrink at pain and woe?

Or feel, at death dismay ?
I've Canaan's goodly land in view
And realms of endless day.

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Apostles, martjrs, propliets there

Around my Saviour stand ;
And soon my friends in Christ below,

Will join the glorious band.

Jerusalem ! my happy home !

My soul still pants "for thee^
Then shall my labours have an end,

When I thy joys shall see.

BEAUTIFUL HOME.

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Fi-om "Sabbath School Songs,^' by per.

Words and Music by H. E- Palmee.

1 There is a home e - ter - nal, Beau - ti - ful and bright, Where sweet joys su -

2 Flow-ers for ever are springing, In that home so fair, Thousands of children are
3.' Soon shall I join that an - them, Far be - yond the sky, Jesus be - came my

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sing - ing, Prais-es to Je - sus there;
ran - som, AVliy should I fear to die;

White-rob'd angels arc sing - ing,
How they swell the glad an - them,
Soon my eyes will be- hold Him,

Ev - er a -round the bright throne; When, O when shall I see Thee,

Ev - er a-round the bright throne; When, O when shall I see Thee,

Seat-ed up- on the bright throne; Then, 0 then shall I see Thee,

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Beau-ti-ful,beau-ti-ful home.
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ADVENT. 8s, 7s & 4.

T. Wood.

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1. Lo! he com - eth, countless trumpets, "Wake to life the slumbering- dead;

2. Full of joj' - ful ex - pec - ta - tion, Saints be-hold the Judge ap-pear;

3. "Come ye bless - ed of mj' Fa-tlier! En - ter in- to life and joy:

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Mid ten thousand saints and an - gels, See their great ex - alt - ed head:
Truthand jus - tice go be - fore him, Now the joy - ful sen-tence hear:
Ban-ish all your fears and sor - rows ; Eud-less praise be your em-ploy;"

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Hal-le - lu - jah! — Hal-le - lu - jab! — Welcome, welcome,Son of God !

Hal-le - lu - jah! — Hal-le - lu - jah! — Welcome, welcome. Judge di-vinel

Hal-le - lu - jah! — Hal-le- lu - jah!— Welcome, welcome, To the skies.

HOME MISSIONARY HYMN.

Saints of God, the dawn is Ijright'ning,
Tokens of our coming LordV

O'er the earth the field is whitening;
Louder rings the Master's word—

" Pray for reapers
In the harvest of the Lord."

Now, 0, Lord fulfill tliy pleasure;

Breathe upon thy chosen band,
And, with pentecostal measure,

Send forth reapers o'er our land-
Faithful reapers,

Gath'ring slieaves for thy right hand.

Ocean calleth unto ocean.

Spirits speed from shore to shore,
Heralding the world's commotion;

Hear the conflict at our door —

Mighty conflict-
Satan's deatii-cry on our shore !

4 Broad the shadow of our nation ;

Eager millions hither roam;
Lo ! tiiey wait for thy salvation;
Come. Lord Jesus ! cjuickly come ;

' By thy Spirit
Bring thy ransomed people home.

5 Soon shall end the time of weeping,

Soon tlie reaping time will come —
Heaven and earth together keeping
God's eternal Harvest Home;

Saints and angels !
Shout the world's great Harvest Home.

By "A Lady of Virginia.^''

A FEW MORE YEARS SHALL ROLL 31

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^The Trees of the fields shall clap their /fands."— Is. 55 : 12.

1. Wheu shall the voice of sing-iiig Flow joy - ful - ly a - long"? When hill and valley

2. Then from the craggy moun-tain The sacred shout shall fly ; And sha- dy vale and

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send the cho-rus round, All Hal - le- lu -jah swelling, In one e - ter-nal sound.

"Tfte Wastes shall be buildcd."—Eze^. 36 : 33.

Our country's voice is pleading;

Ye men of God arise;
His providence is leading ;

The land before you lies.
Day-gleams are o'er it bright'ning,

And promise clothes the soil;
Wide fields, for harvest wliit'ning,

Invite the reaper's toil.

Where prairie flowers are blooming,

Plant Sharon's fairer rose;
The farthest wilds illuming

With light that ever glows.
Great Author of salvation,

Haste, haste, the glorious day,
Wlien too a ransomed nation.

Thy sceptre shall obey.

1. Bless - ed Je - sus thou art mine,

2. I am safe with - in the fold,

3. 'Tis the happiest place for me,

4. Hum-bly at thy feet I bow,

All I have is whol- ly thine;
All my cares on thee are rolled ;
In the hea-ven - lies with thee;
Put thy yoke up- on me now;

Thou dost dv/ell with-in my heart, Thou dost reign in eve - ry part.

I en - joy the sweet-est rest. For Pm lean-ing on thy breast.

I have found the high est seat. For I'm sit - ting at thy feet.

Keep me trust-ing to thine arm, Free from sin and safe from harm.

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2. Je - sus stands and beckons to us now, As we fal-teron the way;

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He will save us, if to Him we bow. Who rules both night and day.
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1. A - rise, my soul a - rise;

2. He ev - er lives a - bove,
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Thou visitest the Earth and malerest it. Ps. 65 : 9.

2 Tliy showers made soft the fields:

On every side, behold
The ripening harvest wave.

Their loads of richest gold.
The laborers sing, and, blest, rejoice.
With cheerful voice, in God, their King.

3 With life he clothes the spring.

The earth with summer warms;
He spreads the autumnal feasts,

And rides in wint'ry storms.
His gifts divine, through all appear,
And round the year his glories shine.

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SUMMER. H. M. Tane

Thou hast made Summer. Ps. li : 17.

1 Lord of the worlds below.

On earth thy glories shine;
The changing seasons show,

Thy skill and power divine.
The rolling years, all full of thee;
In all we see a God appears.

2 They come, in robes of light,

The summer's flaming days;
The sun thine image bnght.

Thy majesty displays;
And oft thy voice in thunder rolls,
But still our souls in thee rejoice.

Freeman.

36

JUST WHERE JESUS WANTS ME.

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1. Ech - o Him ye soften'd breez-es, Wliisper ail His praises forth,
3. Speak of Him ye lit- tie leaf- lets, Smile on Him, tlaou brightest flowers,

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1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God ;
He whose word can ne'er be broken.
Chose thee for His own abode.

2 Lord, Thy church is still Thy dwelling.

Still is precious in Thy sight;
Judah's temple far excelling,
Beaming with the gospel's light.

God." 8s & 7s. Ps.87:3.

3 On the Rock of Ages founded.

What can shake'thy sure repose ?
Witli salvation's wall surrounded.
Thou canst smile at all thy foes.

4 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion. city of our God;
He whose word can ne'er be broken,
Chose thee for His own abode.

Newton,

38 I WILL TRUST IN THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.

By permission.

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Music by T. C. O'Kane.

For - ev - er here my rest shall be. Close to Thy bleed-ing side.

My dy - lug Sav - lour, and my God; Foun-tain for guilt ami sin,

Wash me, ami make me, thus Thiue own, Wash me, and mine Tliou art.

Th'a-tone-ment of Thy blood ap - ply, Till faith to sight im-prove.

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This joy how great can ne'er be told, Nor e'er its rap - ture known.
This joy our Sav - iour's is to give, His is the dear-bought right.
This joy our God, oh love di - vine, Would liee - ly give to all,

This all my hope, and all my plea, For me tire Sav - iour died.
Sprin-kle me ev - er with Thy blood. And cleanse, and keep me clean.
AVash nie, but not my feet a - lone, My hands, my head, my heart.
'Till hope in full fru - i - tion, die, And all my soul be love.

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Bought on the Cross our right to live. Re - joic - ing in His sight.

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2. When toss'd up-on the waves of life, With fear on eve - ry side,

3. In that pure home of end - less joy, Earth's parted friends shall meet,

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1. Show,

2. My criiiies are great, but

3. O ! wasli my soul from

4. My lips witli sUauie my

5. Should sudden vengeance

6. Yet, save a trembling

Lord, for-give,
don't sur-pass
ev - ery sin,
sins con - fess,
seize my breath,
sin - ner, Lord,

Let a re - pent-ing reb-el live;
The power and glo - ry of Thy grace;
And make my guilt - y conscience cleani
A - gainst Thy law, a - gainst Thy grace;
I must pronounce Thee just in death;
Whose hope, still hover'ng round 'Jhy word.

Are not Thy mer-cies large and free? May
Great God, Thy lui - tiu-e hath no bound. So

Here on my heart the bur - den lies, And
Lord, should Thy judgments grow severe, 1

And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy

Would light on some sweet promise there, Some

not a sin -ner trust in Thee?

let Thy pard'ning love he fouud.

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With " Jesus died for me."

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REJOICE EVERMORE. C. M.

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1. Have we not rea - son to re - joico— The children of a King?

2. Re - joice tliat Je - sus in - ter-ce<les For us with God a - bove;

3. Re-joii;o!He gives us grace to meet The tri - als that may come;

4. Re -joice tliat vre may otli - ers lead lu - to those paths of peace;

5. Re -joice, and tell to all a - round What He has done for thee:

6. Re -joice, and be ex - ceed-ing glad, That when earth's tri - als o'er,

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Re - joice! there's grace for ev - 'ry need;
Re - joice! if cap - live thou art bound,
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1. Sav-iour, vis - it Tliy plantation, Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain;

2. Keep no lou - ger at a distance, Sliine up -on us from on high;

3. Let our niu - tual love be fer- vent; Malie us pre - va- lent in pra3-ers;

4. Break the tempt-er's fa - tal pow - er; Turn the sto - ny heart to flesh ;

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And be - gin, from this good hour, To re - vive Thy work a - fresh.

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44 THE ROCK THAT IS HIGHER THAN I.

1. In sea-sons of grief, to my God I'll re-pair,When my heart is o'er- whelmed ^ith

2. When Sa - tan, my foe, com-eth in like a nood, To drive my poor soul! from the

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1. Why la-ment the Christian dy-ing? Why in-dulge in tears of gloom ?

2. Scenes se-raph - ic, high and glorious, Now for-bid his (7ier) longer stay;

3. Hark! the gold - en harps are ringing, Sounds unearthly fill his {her) ear;

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Calm - ly on tlie Lord re - ly-ing. He {s/ie) can greet the opening tomb.
See him rise o'er death vic-to-rious, Au-gels beck-on him {her) a - way.
Mill-ions now in Hea-ven sing-ing, Greet his joy - ful entrance there.

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He {she) can greet the opening tomb.

Calm-ly on the Lord re - ly - ing. He (she) can greet the opening tomb.
See him rise o'er death vic-to-rious, An-gels beck-on him {7ier) a - way.
Mill-ions now in Hea-ven sing-ing, Greet his joy - ful entrance there.

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1 May the grace of Christ our Saviour,
And the Father's boundless love.

With the Holy Spirit's favor,
Rest upon us from above.

With the Holy Spirit's favor,
Rest upon us from above.

2 Thus may we abide in union,

With each other and the Lord;

And possess, in sweet communion,

Joys which earth can not aflord.

And possess, in sweet communion,

Joys which earth can not aflord.

46

THY WILL BE DONE.

Words by LocnsE JIalcom <6tenton. by per.
Andante, mf

Music by J. Schwendeb.

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1. Wlieu the heart grows faint and wea - ry, And the spir - it bowed with grief;

•2. When the dawn is cold and clicerless, And no ray of light ap - pears;

3. When the noon-tide sun beats lierce - ly On the fevered throbbing brain;

4. When the star - lit dome beams brightly O'er all Nature's si - lent face;

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"When all seems so dark - ly dreary, That hot tears give no re - lief;
Then, my heart, be brave and fearless. Crush back all Thy gloomy fears!
When the strongest will can scarcely Beat back each wild wave of pain ;
Then, my heart shall ev • er light-ly, Gird on ar-mor of God's grace;

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1. Then soft-ly ere the setting sun. My lips murmur for- ev- er! Thy will, oh,

2. And soft-ly ere the setting sun. Breathe this one prayer for-ev-er, Thy will, oh,

3. Then soft-ly ere the setting sun, Breathe this one prayer for-ev-er. Thy will, oh,

4. And softly 'neath the midnight moon. Breathe this one prayer forever. Thy will, oh.

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nime,be clone ; I'll trust Thee,now,and ever! I'll trust Thee.now and ever!
miiie,be done; I'll trust Thee, now, and everl I'll trust Tliee.now and ever!
mine.bedone; I'll trust Tliee,now,and ever! I'll trust Tliee,nowand ever!
mine, be done; I'll trust Thee. no\v,and ever! I'll trust Thee.now and ever!

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AM THE WAY.

S. S. Fisher. *

By permission of T. C. O'Kank.

1. Come, broth-er, Je - sussaith,

2. Here rest then troubled heart,

3. Fear not the gloomy vale,

am
am
am

the
the
the

way,
truth,
life.

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Peace

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am the truth; Sin's heav-y debt is paid, No more shall

am the life. And though the night come on,Soon shall the

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shades be gone, Soon will the mom - ing dawn, I

am the way.
am the truth,
am the life.

* These beautiful words were found among his papers after his death.

48 MY PEACE I WILL GIVE UNTO THEE.

Words by Callena Fisk.

John T. Gkape. By per.

1. I Stand all be-wllder'd witli wonder, And gaze on the o - cean of love,

2. I struggled and wrestled to win it,— The blessing that set-teth me free;

3. He laid His hand on me and heal'd me, And bade me be ev- 'ry whit whole;

4. The Prince ofmy peace is now passing, The light of His face is on mo.

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And o - ver Its waves to my spir- it, Comes peace.like a heaven- ly dove.
But when I had ceas'd from my struggles, His peace Je-sus gave un- to me.
I touch-ed the hem of His garment. And glo-rycametlmllingmy soul.
But lis - ten, be - lov - ed He speaketh, "My grace I will give un - to Thee."

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The cross now gov - crs my sins,

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1. Come Thou Almighty King, Help us Thy name to siug, Help UB to praise I Fa-ther all-

2. Je - sus, our Lord, a- rise, Scatter our eu - e-uiies ; Now make them fall ! Let Thine Al-

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- glo - ri-ous, O'er all vie- to - ri - ous, Come and reign o - ver us, Ancient of Days.

-mighty aid Our sure defence be made, Our souls ou Thee bestay'd Lord, hear our call I

people bless; Come, give Thy word success; Spir-it of ho- L-ness, Ou us de-scend.

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COMING TO JESUS.

T. W.

S — «-. — ^f — I ~ i-j*-^ — • --*— S — * — =— «■

1. To

2. A

3. He's wait - ing

4. Just as I

Je - sua I may come;

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to for - give ;

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With all my stains of

0 deign to num - ber
He beck - ons me to

1 have no oth - er

guilt;

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come;

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to Thee,

Thou Lamb

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It was for sin - ners such as I, His pre«-cious, blood He spilt.

Turn - ing from ev - 'ry sin a - way, May I Thy beau - ty see.

He longs to fill me with His love. And make His heart my home,

This la e - nough in life or death, The Sa - viour died for me.

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50

THE OLD CHURCH TOWER.

D. T. Aldrich.

Sloiv and Swell.

T. Wood, 1S63.

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4. A quaint

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it on the vane
hear its great heart beat,
sol - enin, hark I a - gain,
friend that seems to know

In the sun- shine
Ah ! so loud and
All ! what pas - sion
All our jo}'. and

and

wild

and

all

the rain, Cut in

and sweet. As the

what pain I With her

our woe. It is

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hands up - on
glad when we

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all
all
all
all

is well. Cut in gold St. Pe - ter stands, With tli^
is well. As tlie par - son says a prayer, O'er the
is well. With her hands up - on her Ijreast, Some poor

are wed, It is

IS

well.

It

is £rlad when we

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keys in his two hands, And all
hap- py lov - ers there. Where all
soul has gone to rest. Where all
sad when we are dead. And all

is well; And all

is well; And all

is well; Where all
is well; And all

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CROSS AND CROWN. C. M.

T. Wood. 1864.

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1. Must Je-sus bear the cross a - lone, And all the world go free? No

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there's a

cross for eve - rv one. And there's a cross for me.

2 The consecrated cross I'll hear.

Till death shall set me free.
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there's a crown for me.

3 Upon the cr^'stal jiavement down

At Jesus pierced feet,
Joyful ril cast my golden crown,
And His dear name repeat.

4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall

ring
Beneath heaven's arches high ;
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing.
That lives no more to die,

5 0 precious cross ! 0 glorious crown !

0 resurrection day !
Ye angels from the stars come down,
And bear my soul away.

62

NOT KNOWING.

T. Wood.

lianas a mist o'er my eyes, . . . .

tread the day of the year, . . . .

com - in^ of . . . . my feet, ....

,s ^ i^ ,s ^ ,s _

And o'er eacl) step of my

But the past is still in Gotl's

Some fijifts of such a rare

^

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on-ward path He makes new scenes a - rise,
keep - ing The future His mercy shall clear,
blessed-ness, Some joy so strangely sweet,

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Aiiii what looks dark in the
My lips can on - ly

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sends me comes, As a sweet and glad sur - prise,
dis - tance May brighten as I draw near,
tremble with The thanks I can not speak.

sweet and glad sur - prise,
brighten as I draw near,
thanks I can not speak.

4 So I go on not knowing !

I would not if I miglit;
I'd rather walk in the dark with God,

Than go alone in the light,
I would rather walk with Christ by faith

Than walk alone by sight.

5 My heart shrinks back from trials
Which the future may disclose,

Yet I never had a sorrow

Bui what the dear Lord chose;

So I send the coming tears l)ack.
With the whispered word " H(> knows

THE SACRED STREAM.

Solo.

4. There is a stream whose gen - tie flow, .

5. That sa - cred stream whose ho - - ly fount,

Air. /-v

Alto. It- -& It

Chorus p 4. There is a stream

5. That sa-cred stream

Tenor.

whose geu-tle
whose ho - ly

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flow,
fount,

^

Sup-
Does

JBass.

of., our God, Life, love, andjoj^ stiU
fears con - trol, Sweet peace thy prom-is -

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Supplies the cit - y
Does all our rag - ing

of our God,
fears con - trol.

:S=J=r_Ef:ziz

Life, love, and joy,
Sw6et peace thy proniis -

^r^^n

glid - ing through, And wa-ter - ing our di - vine a -bode.

es af - ford— And give., new strength to faint - - ing souls.

still glid - ing through,
- es af - ford —

And watering our
And give new strength

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di - vine a -bode,
to

fainting souls.

54

ONLY REMEMBERED.

BONAE.

T. Wood.

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So ia the

Fad - iiig a

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way, . .
way, . .
harvest
harvest
way, . .
way, . .

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if. ... .

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like the stars of the

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So let me
Who. ... plowed, or

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Here or up

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ONLY REMEMBERED.-Concluded.

3

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2. who sowed,

3. }on - - (ler,

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I must

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Oa - ly re-meni-bered.
On - ly re-mem-bered,

I'm only re-mem-bered,

I'm only re-mem-bered,

On - ly re-mem-bered.
On - ly re-mem-bered.

By

m

t:

what. ,

I have done.

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Chorus.

Ev - er I'e-mem-bered,

er re-mem-bered,

For

Ev-er remeniljered.

P F f F~W

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Ever remembered,

Ev-er remembered,

Ever remembered.

ev - - er re - mem-bered, By what

Ev - er re - mem-bered, Bj'

I have done.

have done.

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Ev - er re - mem-bered, By what I have done.

56 THE LOST SHEEP. (Ninety and Nine.)

T. Wood. 1869.

iiils:

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There were nine -
••Lora, Thou
But none
"Lord, wiience
And

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ty and nine

hast here

of the ran -

are those blood-

all throuiih the moun

"1 — ■

that safe - ly

Tliy ninety and

sonied e - ver

drops all the

tains, thun - der

lay
nine;
knew
way,
riven,

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In the
Are
How
That
And

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shel - ter of the fold; And one was out on the

they not e-nough for Thee?" But the Shep - herd answer - ed: -'This

deep were Ihe wa - ters crossed: Nor how dark the night that the

mark out the mountain's track?" "They were shed for

up from the rock - y steep, There rose a

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one
cry

who had
to the

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hills a - way. Far
one of mine lias
Lord passed tliro'. Ere lie
gone a - stray Ere the
gates of heaven :" Re-

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off from the gates
wandered a - way
; found the sheep tiiat
Sheplierd could bring
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And though the
As out in the
'Lord, whence are Thy
'And the an- gels. .

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mountains wild and bare,— A - way from the ten - der Shep-herd's
road be rough and steep, I go to tlie desert to find my
desert He heard its cry. Sick and helpless, and ready to

hands so rent and torn ? " "They were pierced to-night with many a
echoed a - round the throne: " Rejoice,for the Lord brings back His

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care,
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die.
thorn,
own!"

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COME, LORD JESUS!

57

Words by Mns. C. W. Pauveeb,

Somerville, Mass.

8b & 7s. D.

Music by T. Wood,
Summit, iV. y., April 3Utt, 1877.

1. Come, Lord Je - SU3, lev -ins; Sav-iour, Come, ic-new this earth and reign;

2. When Thou com-est, death will van-ish, Sor- row too will be no more;

3. "What is earth with all its treas-ure? All its pleas-ures are but pain;

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For Thou prom-is'd, when Thou left us That Thou would'st re-turn a -gain.

When Thou com'stAvith ho- ly an -gels, And dost par - a -disc re-store.

I am wait - ing for Thy com-ing, Lord, in ma - jes - ty to reign.

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Part yon a - zure - vaul - ted hea-vens, Let Thy radi-ant face ap-pear,

I am wait -ing for Thy com-ing, Let the glo-rious day ap-pear;

Let the An -gel sound the trum-pet, Roll the hea-vens as a scroll;

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Come

Lord Je-su5, yes, come quick - ly, Make this earth both bright and fair.
I long to see my Sav - lour, And to meet Him in the air.
Lord Je - sus, with Thy iDOw - er, And the un - i -verse con - trol.

ITS

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Copyright, 1877, by T. Wood.

58- THE SAVIOUR'S INVITATION. 7s. 6 lines.

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1. Fi'oin tlie cross up - lift - ed higli, AVIiere the S:iv-iour

2. Sin-iiik-lod now with blood tlie tlirone, Why be-neath tliy

3. S|)reud for thee tlie fes - tal l)0;u'd, See with rich - est

4. Soon the days of life shall end; Lo, I come, your

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deigns to die; What niel - o - dious sounds we hear,

bur - dens groan? On my pier - ced bo - dy laid,

dain - ties stored; To thy Fa - ther's bo - som pressed,

Sav - iour, friend, Safe your spir - it to con - vey

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PARTING HYMN.

Tune: " Old Lavg Syne," or " Heavenly Mansions

1 Once more we would our voices join

With friends we love so well,
And in tlie music of our songs

Breathe forth a sad farewell !
We're sad to leave a place so dear,

And freely she I a tear.
Though future joys our hearts may fill.

You'll live ill memory still.

2 Here we have met. here we must part,

To meet on earth no more;
And we may never sing again
The cherished songs of yore;

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The sacred songs, our father's songs

In days of old lang syne ;
We may not meet to sing again

The songs of old lang syne.

But when we've crossed the sea of life,

And reached the heavenly shore :
We'll sing the songs our fathers sang,

Traiisc'ending tiiose of yore.
We'll meet to sing diviner strains

Than those of old lang syne;
Immortal soniis of praise unknown

In davs of old lang syne.

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WHIPPLE. S. M.

'■ Give thy heart."

T. Wood.

1. Give to the Lord thine lieart, In Him all plea - sures meet ;

2. Hear, and jour soul shall live; His peace siiall be your stay —

3. Go with Him to the cross, Go with Him to the tomb;

4. Then when you hear His voice, Your faith - ful Shep-herd's call,

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Peace, which the world can ne - ver give; Can ne - ver take a - way.
Your rich - est gain ac - count but loss. And ta - ry till He • come.
Lift up j'our beads, in Him re -joice, Your God, jour Guide, your All.

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The morning sun still on its way. From eastern chmes comes hast'ning "on,
Soon as hi^5 car ap-pearsin sight. The ear - ly dews quick hie a- w:ij-.
So let the rays of heaven-born light, Dis-pel the dews of ev-ery crime,

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And feather'd songsters matin's sing. And floats thro' air. on pin -ions high.

To give the world an-oth - er day, And bid the darksome night be gone.

He till the soul with fond de- light, As light and shade a- round us phiy.
Andmay the gospels truths shine bright On this be-night-ed soul of mine.

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2. For-give our transgressions, And teach us to know, That hum -ble coni-
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2 I would not live alway:

No— welcome the tomb.
Since Jesus hath lain there,

I dread not its gloom ;
Here sweet be thy rest,

Till He bid me arise.
To hail Hmi in triumph,

Descending the skies.

3 Who, who would live alway,

Away from his God,

Awav from your heaven,

That Wissful abode ?

Where rivers of pleasure
Flow o'er the bright plains,

And the noon-tide of glory
Eternally reigns.

Where the saints of all ages

In harmony meet,
Their Saviour and brethren

Transported to greet;
While the anthem of rapture

Unceasingly roll.
And the smile of the Lord

Is the feast of the soul.

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ADVANCE. LM.D.

John T. Grape.

]Wril(e.n for, and dedicated to Mt. Vernon M. E. Sabbath School, Baltimore, Md.
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2. AVhile heathen lands for knowledge plead, Waiting tiie dayspring's cheering glance

3. Fol - low the stan-dard of your Lord, And let His word your faitli en-large;

4. His name o'er earth shall ech - o sweet; His prais-es ring from sliore to shore,

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The hosts of truth must ne'er re-cede, But on - ward still His work advance.
He waves on high His conqu'ring sword, And calls His soldiers to the charge.
All na - tions in His tem-ple meet. And sing His vie - tory ev - er - more.

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fly, I'd fly on the thunder - crash, And in - to their blinded bo - sonis flash ;
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And. all their evil thoughts subdued, I'd teach them Chris-tian brother- hood,
Truths which the aa'es for aye repeat — Unknown to the statesmen at their feet,
And making all the world re- joice— If I were a voice — an immor-tal voice,

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In - to thehenrtsof suf - fering men. And teach them to re-joice a- gain.
And all their e - vil thoushts subdued. I'd teach them Christian bro- ther - hood.
Truths which the ages for aye re-peat— Unknown to the statesmen at their feet.
And making all the world re - joice— If I were a voice— an immor - tal voice.

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The saints of God fresh cour - age take, Are strong hi conquering prayer ;
How beau - ti - ful on mountain's top The her-al<ls feet ap - pear;
To all the re -gion round a- bout, The news has swift- Iv flown;

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While joy - ful - ly, blest ti - dings drop, The bro - ken heart to cheer.

That sin - ners deep in guilt have sought. And found what others spurn.

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They're coming home, They're coming hpme, Praise God, they're coming home.

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5. Then on a sea of glass shall stand

6. Come,breth-ren all, and let us try

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NATIONAL HYMN.

AVords by Mrs. Emma Willabd, Troy, N. Y.

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1. God 1 iless A - nier - i - ca,Goil grant our standard may, Where'er it wave,

2. God keep A - mer - i - ca, Of na-tions great and free.Man's noblest friend;

3. God save A - iner - i - ca, As in our fa-ther's day, So ev-er more;

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Still with the o - cean bound, Our con - ti - nent a-round, Each State in
God grant all dis - cord cease, Kind bro-ther-hood in-crease, And truth and

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TUNE.— National Hymn, on page 68.

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1 God of our Fathers; Thou
To whom we humbly bow,

Hear Thou our prayer.
Into this temple come,
And 'neath its sacred dome,
Wilt Thou not make Thy home,
Thy dwelling fair.
CTio^us. — Father Almighty,

Humbly of Thee we crave;
Accept this ofl'ering,
And ever save.

2 We build this temple here,
This Holy altar rear

To Thy great name.
And wilt Thou condescend,
Thy Holy presence lend,
Thy quickening Spirit send

To bless this Faue.—Cho.

3 As Thou in ancient time
Didst bless the sacred shrine

On Zion's hill,
Come, make Thy dwelling here,
Thy habitation dear,
And thus Thy people cheer,

WhodoThy wUl.— C/^o.

M^COMBS. C. M.

i Here let Thy peace abound.
And love and truth be found

In union sweet.
And on through coming time
May this Thy temple shine
With glory all divine,

And grace complete. — Cho,

5 Now to Thee; Holy One,
And Jesus Christ TLy Son,

With fervent prayer.
We consecrate this offering,
This Holy Temple bring.
Accept it Lord oiu* King,

Make it Thy care.— C7iO.

6 Bless Thou this sacred shrine.
Bless Thou this house of Thine,

We ask again.
Bless altar, porch and door.
Bless roof and seat and floor,
Bless us forevermore.
Ever Amen.
Chorus. — Father Almighty,

Humbly of Thee we crave;
Accept this ofl'ering,
And ever save.

Rev. J. G. JVoble.
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1. WliileThee I seek, pro-tect - ing power ! Be my vain wish-es stilled;

2. Thy love the power of tho't bestowed; To Thee my tho'ts would soar;

And may this con - se - crat - ed hour, With bet
Thy mer - cy o'er my life has flo wed, That mer

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3 In each event of life, how clear

Thy ruling hand I see;
Each blessing to my soul most dear,
Because continued by Thee.

4 In every joy that crowns my days.

In every pain I bear;
My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief Lu prayei-.

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5 When gladness wings my favored hour,

Thylove my breast shall till;
Resigned when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will.

6 My lifted eye without a tear.

The gathering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,
That heart shall rest ou Thee.

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"Intemperance, like a raging Jlood.^^

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1. Intemperance, like a rag - ing flood, Is sweep-ing o'er our hind ;

2. It still flows on, and bears a - way Ten thousand to their doom;

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Its dire ef-fects in tears and blood, Are traced on eve - rj' hand.
Who shall the mighty tor- rent sta}', And dis - ap - point the tomb?
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3 Almighty God ! no hand but Thine,
Can check this flowing tide ;
Stretch out Thine arm of power divine,
And bid the flood subside.

4 Dry up the source from whence it flows,
Destroy its fountain-head;
That dire Intemperance and its woes,
No more the earth o'erspread.

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2. We teil of its service of love, Therobes which the glo-ri-fied wear;

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The glo - ri-ous mansions of rest, But what must it be to be there!
Tlie church of the flrst-born a - bove— But what must it be to be there !

3 We tell of its freedom from sin,

From sorrow, temptation, and care :
From trials witliout and within.
But what must it be to be there !

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For lieaven our spirits prepare;
And sliortly M'e also shall know.
And feel what it is to be there. _^

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Should my tears for ever flow.
Should my zeal no languor know.
This for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, aud Thou alone;
In my hand no price I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling.

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When I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold Thee on Thy throne —
Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
Let me hide myself in Thee.

COME, SISTERS COME.

T. WOOD, 1847.
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Come, sis - ters,
Come, sis - ters.

come,
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72 ONLY ONE CROSSING OVER.

ji.ndante.

T. Wood.

1. On - ly one crossing o - ver. Wa-ters all dark and wide; Stonnson the

2. On - ly one crossing o - ver, Far from the cares of earth, — Man-sious of

3. On - ly one crossing o - ver, Sadness and shroud and bier, Fill - ing one

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rest are op-en, There is life's new-est birth; When the fond eyes are clos-ing,
hour of parting, Then we shall en - ter there; On - ly one night of tri - aJ,

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Sorrow in sad wordstold ; Then sweet sounds of singing, Soften'd by harps of gold.

Speak of the sweet repose,Far from the land of mourning, Heaven shall soon disclose.

Borne on the swelling tide, There in our Saviour's presence, We ever shall a - bide.

Then soft sound
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Then soft sound, soft sound of singing, singing, Soften'd by harps of
Wheresoftsound,soft sound of singing, singing, Soften'd by harps of
When soft sound, soft sound of singing, singing, Soften'd by harps of

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gold,
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Then soft sound

of 6ing-ing,

Soften'd by harps of gold.

NEARER MY GOD.

73

T. Wood.

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1. Nearer my God to Thee, Near - er to

2. The' like a wau- der - er, The sun gone

3. There let my way ap- pear Steps un - to

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cross. That rais - eth me !
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shall be.

Still all my song shall be. . .
Near-ermy God to Thee.
Yet in my dreams I'd be . . .
Near-ermy God to Thee.
An-gels to beck - on me . . .
Near-er ray God to Thee .

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4 Then with my waking thoughts,
Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs

Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

5 Or, if on joyful wing,
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forget,

Upward I fly ;
Still all my song shall be.
Nearer, my God to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

74

BY AND BYE.

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Words by C. N. Wood, Broome, N. T.
Wi th spirit. .^ ,

T. Wood,
Summit, N. Y. April 21«<, 1877.

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1. By and bye, are words of meaning, Though us small as "Now and Then,"

2. Rich men hope for great- er treas-ure, Ere they pass from earth a- way ;

3. Poor folks could not bear their sorrow, They would droop their heads and die,
3. Ciiil-dren could not bear the an-guish. Which so of - ten make them cr}',
5. All the Chris-tiau world is sigh-ing For a no - bier home ou high,

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In their wak-ing, in their dreaming, They are ma-gic words to men.

Not the pre -sent is hope's measure. But a bet -"ter, fu-ture day.

If they hoped not for to - mor-row, And a brigh - ter by and bye.

If they could not sor-row ban - ish, At the thought of by and bj'e.

Where there are no dead nor dy-ing;May we gain it by and bye.

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By and bye! sweet by and bye! For a bet - ter world we sigh;

By and bye, sweet by and bye. For a bet-ter world we sigh,

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By and bye, yes, by and bye. May we gain it by and bye.

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THE LORD WILL PROVIDE.

' Casting all your care upon Him, fur He careth for you." 1 Peter, 6 : 7.

75

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76 MY SOUL WITH PATIENCE WAITS. S. M.

"/ look for tlie Lord; my soul doth wait for Him; in Hit word is my tttitt,"

1. My soul with pa-tience waits

2. My long - ing eyes look out

3. Let Is - rael trust in God,

4. Whose friend-ly streams to us

For Thee, the liv - ing Lord; My

For Thy en - livening ray, More

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plenteous source and spring from whence E - ter - nal sue -cor flows;

heal - ing spring, a spring to cleanse And wash our guilt a - way. A - mek,

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"As long as I have any being, I will sing praises unto my God."

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1. I'll praise my Mak-er with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death,

2. Hap-py the man whose hopes re - ly On Is-rael'sGod: He made the sky,
Z>oa.— To Fa - ther. Son, and Ho - ly Ghost, The God Whom heav'ns triumphant host

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And earth, and seas, with all their train; He saves th' oppress'd. He feeds the poor.
And suffering saints on earth a - dore, Be glo - ry as in a - ges past.

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While life, and tho't, and be - ing last, Or im - mor - tal - 1 - ty en-dures.
His truth for ev - er stands se-cure, And none shall find His promise vain.
As now it Ls, and so shall last When time it - self shall be no more. A-:

THE STORY THAT'S NEVER BEEN TOLD.

Words by Sally A. Humes.

T. Wood.

1. There's a sto - ry that's nev - er been told, Tho' ma-ny have tried it and failed,

2. No words have been writ- ten that tell The joy of the sane - ti - fled soul,

3. The mount where trans-fig - ured He stood, Has a grandeur no language can paint,

4. He wres-tled for strength like a man, Are scenes too. sublime to por-tray,

5. The bur - den so quicli - ly re-movecl, The bro-ken heart heal'd at a touch,

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The sto - ry Christ told at
The cross stained with hallow
But exceed-ing all these is
The sto - ry each sin - ner
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How their sins are to Cal - va
Is a part of the beau - ti -
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Of re-demption from sin in
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How their sins are to Cal - va - ry nailed, How their sins are to Cal - va - ry

Is a part of the beau - ti - ful whole. Is a part of the beau - ti - fu'l

The garden where bleeding and faint; The gar-den where bleeding and

Of re - demption from sin in a day. Of re-demption from sin in a

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COME NEARER TO JESUS.

W. p. R.

T. Wood.

1. Come nearer to Je - sus, "I'or He is the way,'' All others are leauiii;^

2. Come nearer to Je - sus, "For He is the li,<;ht, Come,let us walk Willi Him,

3. Come nearer to Je - sus, "For He is the truth, A friend and a guide

4. Come nearer to Je - sus, Come,close to His breast, Come,lean on His bo-soni,

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From Heaven a - way;

For dark is the night;

He will be to youth.
That He may give rest;

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He calleth to all. Saying come un - to
The shadow of sin Are ob-scur - ing the

His wisdom shall keep j-ou,His grace shall be
He'll give you the joys Of the An - gels a-

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A friend and a Sav-iour For ev-er I'll be.
But Je-sus will make it As bright as the daj'.
His angel shall guard you And guide you to heav'n.
Communion with God And the pleasures of love.

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Come un - to Je - sus,

Come un-to Je - sus,

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A friend and a Sav-iour For ev - er He'll I'e.

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THE LOVE OF JESUS.

81

Old English Revival Hymn.
Duett or Solo.

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Arranged for this work. T. Wood.

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j I'll bathe in its o - cean, to all e - ter - ni - ly; J

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Oh, calv' - ry. Oh, calv' - ry, the thorn-crown and the spear, )

'Tis there Thy love, my Je - sus, in tlow-ing wounds ap-pear; j

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To those dear wounds I flee ;

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3 Adore Him, adore Him, the glorious work is done,
The Father will not punish, 'tis laid upon the Son ;

•''Tis finished," cried his suffering soul, now I my title see,
I am a feeble sinner, but Jesus died for me.— Chorus.

4 I'm coming, I'm coming, dear Jesus, to Thy throne,
A few more fleeting hours, and I shall be at home;

And when I reach those pearly gates, then I'll put in this plea:
"Admit a feeble sinner, for Jesus died for me." — Cliorus.

5 In glory, in glory for ever with the Lord,

I'll tune my harp, and with the saints I'll sing with sweet accord,
And as I strike those golden strings, this all my theme shall be,
I was a feeble sinner, but Jesus died for me. — Chorus.

82

LIFE'S LOT,

Music arr. from the " Freedman."
This beautifnl little poem, by the Dean of Canterbury, was a great farorito of our departed
friend, Mr. J. O. Bennett, and worthy of a place in every heart.

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J I know not if the dark or bright bhall be my lot,
I If that wherein my hopes de-hght Be best or not,

It may be mine to drag for years Toil's heavy chain,
Or day and night my meat be tears On bed of pain.
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thro' life
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Hal - le - lu-jah! Halle - lu-jah! I will trust my Je-sus all thro' life.
(Last Verse.)

Hal-le- lu-jah! Halle - lu-jah! I will be with Je-sus in afterlife.

3 Dear faces may surround my hearth

With smiles and glee, all thro' life;
Or I may dwell alone, and mirth
Be strange to me, all thro' life.

4 My bark is wafted to the strand

By breath divine, all thro' life;
And on the helm there rests a hand,
Other than mine, all thro' life.

One who has known in storms to sail
I have on board, all thro' life;

Above the raging of the gale
I hear my Lord, all thro' life.

He holds me with the billows might —
I shall not fail, all thro' life;

If sharp, 'tis short; if long, 'tis light;
He tempers all, all thro' life.

7 Safe to the land — safe to the land,
The end is this, when thro' life;
And then with Him go hand in hand
Far into bliss, when thro' life.

THE WORK OF GOD. 7$.

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1. Saw ye not the cloud a - rise. Lit - tie as the hu - man hand?

2. Lo, the promise of a shower, Drops alread - y from a - bove;

3. When He first the work be -gun. Small and fee- ble was the day;

4. Sons of God, your Saviour praise; He the door hath open-ed 'wide:

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THE WORK OF GOD.-Concluded.

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Now it spreads a - iong the skies, Hangs o'er all the thirs - ty land.
But the Lord will short-iy pour All the blessings of His love.
Now the word doth swift-ly run, Now it wins its widening way.
He hath given the word of grace; Je - sus'wordis glo - ri - ficd.

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WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME?

" So Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many.''' — Heb. 9 : 28.

Uh verse on page 139. T. Wood.

3foderato, .

1. I gave my life for thee, My pre - cious blood I shed, That

2. I spent long years for thee, In wear - i - ness and woe. That

3. And I have brought to thee, Down from my home a - bove, Sal-

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And quickened from the dead,
Of joy thou might -est know;

My par - don and my love;

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I gave. I gave my life for thee, What hast thou done for j\1p?

I spentlongvears,long years for thee. Hastthou spent one -for Me?

Great gifts Ibrought, Ibrbughtto thee, What hast thou brought for Me?

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

2. Have we tri - als and temp - ta-tions ? Is there trou - ble an -y- where?

3. Are we weak and hea - v}' la - den, Cumbered with a load of care,

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Pre-cious Sav-iour, slill our re - fuge, Take it to the Lord in prayer.

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Do thy friends despise, for-sake thee ? Take it to the Lord in prayer,

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Li His arms he'll take and shield thee. Thou wilt find a so-lace there.

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flow - ers but lialf un - folden, Our pearls that turned to dew, And

sore each night with long - ing, I stretch my hands to pray, That

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thoughts like palms in ex - lie, Climb up to look and pray, That

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wick - ed cease from troub - ling, The wea - ry are at rest.

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YIELD NOT TO TEMPTATION.

"God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able." — 1 Cor. 10 : 13.
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1. Yield not to temp-ta - tion, For j'ield-ing is sin, Each vie - fry will

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

3. To him that o'er-com-eth God gi\^eth a crown, Thro' faith we shall

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rev'rence, Nor take it in vain ;
con - quer, Though oft- en cast down ;

Fight man- ful - ly on - ward,
Be thouiihtful and earn - est,
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Je - sus. He'll car-ry you through.
Je - sus, He'll car-ry you through.

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1. An - gry words! Oh let them nev - er From the tongue un-bri-dled slip;

2. Love is nmch too jnire and ho- ly; Friend-ship is too sa-cred far,

3. An - gry words are light - ly spo-ken ; Bitterest thoughts are rashly stirred :

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For a mo - ment's reck-less fol - ly Thus to des - o - late and mar.

Bright-est links of life are bro-keii By a sin - gle an - gry word.

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Published in sheet form hy Wm. A. Pond & Co., New Tork, hyper.
Words by Albert A. Hill. Charles D. Blaeb.

1. There's a beau-ti - ful shining riv - er, And the wea-ry may rest on its shore;

2. On the sliore of that beau-ti-ful riv- er,Tliere'8a cit - y of peace and of rest;

3. There the lightof a day nev-er erd-ing, Gleams for you from that beautiful shore ;

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For the face of the glo - rious giv - er, Lights the "way for their sonls crossing o'er.

On its pavements of gold ev-er qniv-er, The briglit smiles of llie ransomed and blest.

And bright seraphs,their jiinions ex-tending, Breathe a welcome for sonls crossing o'er.

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Words and Music by H. H. Johnson.

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1. TlieKiv-er of Life, bo sparkling and bright,Is peacefully glidiug a- loug on its wa.v;

2. And when we shall walk along its bright shore,If we should grow weary,and ready to fall ;

3. Oh.wheu shall we view this riv-er so bright,Aud drink of its waters now flowing so free;

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Its brightness reflected from God's Holy light, Is shiu-ing inglorious ar - ray.
There.there on its banks the tree of life grows. Its fruits for the heal-lng of all.
'Twill give to our spirits new life and new light, And all its bright glories we'll see.

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ti-ful Kiv-er, Shin - ' ing so bright,.

Shiu-ing so bright,

Beautiful, beautiful Liv - er, Shining so bright, Shining bo bright, Shin

Flowing so free,It springs from the fountain of life and liglit,Tis flowing for you and for me.

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1 1. Ho-ly Bi - ble, well I love Uiee! Thou didst shine up - on my way,

1 2. Ho-ly Bi - ble, mines of treasure, In thy pre-cious fold I see;

1 3. Ho-ly Bi - ble, thou wilt cheer n)e, When I lay me down to die;

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Like the glo-rious sun a - bove me, Turn-ing dark-ness in - to day.
Earthly good would know no measure, If this world were ruled by thee.
Christ has promised to be near me, Can I fear when He is nigh ?

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Just as the sun rolls back tiie night, Breaking forth with morning ray.
Just as the sun from morn till noon, State- ly climbs the east-em sky,
Just as the sun descends at eve, Soon with fresh-er beams to rise,

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So does the Bi -ble's spreading light Chase the shade of night a -way.
So 0- ver all the earth shall soon Beam the day-spring from on high.
So shall the dy - ing saint rc-coive Life e - ter - nal in the skies.

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1. Hark ! the bells of Ho - ly Sab-bath, Hear their ringing soft and clear,

2 While the tools of wea-ry work-men, Ly - ing all un-heed-ed now;

3 Hu-mau hearts e'en if they're sin - ful, Now a pur - er im-pulse swells,

4 What a bless-in-- is the Sab-bath ! With its sweet-ly chim-iug bells,

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sa - cred mu - sic Sounds so sweet - ly to the ear;
arm is ceas - ing, Hap - py smiles plays on his brow,
soothing cadence, Of those sweet-ly echo - ing bells ;
deep de- vo - tion In their calm vi - bra-tion dwells;
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Hear their sweet per - sua-sive summons Recalling now God's high be-hest:
As he hears the church bells ringing, Blessing with tears the high be-hest :
For their mu - sic calm but earn - est E - cho deep with-in the breast:
Then the wea - ry ones re -mind- ed Of Je-Ao-vaA's high be-hest:

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1. Sing, O sing the song of glad-ness, On this day of hap- pj' clieer, —

2. Sing His mer-C3% that doth keep us,While our years are flit -ting by;

3. Sing His love, all love sur- pass-iug! How His on - ly Son He gave,

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Though tlie earth is robed in sad- ness, Here with joy we all ap-pear;
Pour-ing all its rich - est treasures- Guarding with a Father's eye. —
On the cru - el cross to suf - fer, From its doom the soul to save.
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Count-less as the stars of hea-ven, Rich - er far than gold- en store,
Chil-dreu,mll you hear the sto - ry, And re-fuse his pajxl'ning love ?

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2. 'Tis by Thy might The stars so bright Are held, each in its place;

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0 keep thy child From path de - tiled, That I may see Thy face !

Bid an - gels stand With gen - tie hand To bear me to Thy side.

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Words and Music by II. R. Palmer.

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2. Down from on high He came to re - deem thee, Left His bright

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ev - er doth shield thee, And with thy sor - row sweet com-fort will blend,
ten-der-ly draw thee, Mer-cy and grace He so sure-lv will send.

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SINGING FROM THE HEART.

ROBEKT JIOUiMS, LL. D.

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Ev' - ry gra-cious deed of His, Sing it,
Arc you wea - ry, are yon sad ? Sing it,

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Res - cued Laz' - rus from tlie grave, Died our guil - ty souls to save.

Sing of His re- deem-ing grace; Give the Sav - lour end - less praise,

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1. Is thy trembling heart a wea-ry i" Are thy foot-steps al-most p-one?

2. Is thyspir-it ' sad with-iu thee? Raise thy heart in earnest prayer,

3. Has thy spir - it grown a - wea - ry ? Do not fal - ter in the strife;

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D.irkness may ob-scure thy path way. Clouds may gath-er in the sky,

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Tliouo-h thou see'st no sign of dawning, Light will greet thee by and by.
Storms may rage,but do not murmur, Light will greet thee by and by.

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T7io' thou see'st no sign of dawning, Light loill greet thee, by and by.

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2. There are mansions prepared a - bove, There, tliere, o - v.er, o - ver there,

3. Je - sus sits on the great Wliite Throne, There, there, o - ver, o - ver there,

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And I fond - ly hope, Soon its gates will ope. And its glo - ry 1 shall see.
And I soon shall rest, On His lov - ing breast.And shall see Him face to face.

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There are an - gels arrayed in white, Tliere, tliere, o - ver, o - ver there,

There are mansions prepared a - bove, There, there, o - ver, o - ver there,

Je - sus sits on the great White Throne, There, there, o - ver, o - ver there,

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There, o - ver, o - ver there.
There, o - ver, o - ver there.

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(And to save me iu tlie gar - den, Deigned to shed His [Omi<

( Giv - ing free - ly, low - ly kneel-iug.Where the out-cast's moan is heard,

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Ho - ly word. By His spir-it. By

me meekly, On - ly live in do-ing good.
His spir-it, With a love un-ceas ing siired.

3 Where the widow's weary fingers,
Wipe the death -dew from her child;
Where the Sabbath teacher lingers,
Fondly o'er young faces mild;

II : Lauib of Jesus, :||
Emblems of the undeflled.

4 Home, abroad, by mart or altar.
Land or sea; mid human kind,
Let me toiling, never falter.
In the strength of Christ resigned;

II: Ever trusting, :||
Till the Laud of rest I find.

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FOLLOWING MY SAVIOUR.

CnARLE3 S. Robinson.

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1. Sav-iour I fol-low on, Giiid-ed by Thee, Sce-iiig not yet the hand.That leadeth uic;

2. Eiv - en the rock for nie,Tbirt;t t<)ri! - lieve, Mau-na from heaven falls, Fresh every eve;

3. Sav-iour I long to walk, Clos-er with Thee, Led by Thy guiding hand, Ev-cr to be ;

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Nev-er a want severe, Causeth my eye attar; But Thou dost whisper near,Only be - lieve.

Constantly near Thy side, Quickened and purified ; Living for Him who died Freely for me.

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„ ( Though I grow poor and old, Je - sus is

( Though I grow laint and cold, Je - sus is

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( Fa-ther! Thy name I bless, Je - sus is mine; )

1 Thine was the sovereign grace; Praise shaU be Thine; j Spir - it of Ho - li - ness !

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LET HIM TAKE ALL.

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101

T. W.

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Take
Take
Take
Take

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feet, and let
lips, and let
mo - ments and
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love, my Lord,

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them be Swift and
them be FlU'd with
my days Let them
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Lord, to Thee.

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WHEN SHALL WE MEET AGAIN?

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1. When shall we meet a -gain? Meet ne'er to sev-er? When will peace

2. When shall love free - ly flow. Pure as life's riv-er? When shall sweet

3. Up to that world of light Take us, dear Sav-iour, May we all

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WHEN SHALL WE.-Concluded.

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for - ev - er? Where joys ce - les - tial thrill,
for - ev - er; Where kin - dred spir - its dwell,

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There may our mu - sic swell, And time our joys dis - pel, Nev - er.

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GUIDE US, THOU LOVING LAMB. 103

From. •'Sparkling Ruby," by per.

Words and Music by John T.

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\ Our glad sougs we're ear - ly
( Grace di-vlne, we're ear - ly
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Keep us safe. keep us safe, keep us safe from eve-ry foe;

Hear our song,
Eeep us safe.

hear our song,
keep us safe,

hear our childhood's happy song,
keep us safe from eve-ry foe ;

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Guide us all,

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Thou to whom
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all praise be - long, 0 Thou lov-ing Lamb, O Thou lov - ing Lamb,

our jour-ney through, Bring us home to Thee, O Thou lov - iug Lamb.

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JESUS IS COMING AGAIN.

Words by Jessie E. Steout.

Music by John T. Grape.
From "Hearts and Voices," by per.

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E - cho it hill-top, pro-claim it ye plaius, Je - sus

Sound it, old o-cean, in thy migh-ty wave, Je - sus

Soon we will wing our flight tliro' the air, Je - sus

is coming a - gain !

is com-ing a - gain !

is com-ing a - gain !

is com-ing a - gain I

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Cheer up, ye pil-grim, be joy - ful and sing,

Com-ing in glo-ry, the Lamb that was slain;

Break on the sands of the shores ttiat ye lave.

En- ter the king-dom, its glo-ries to share,

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Je - sus
Je - sus
Je - sus

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is com-ing a -

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I BRING IViY SINS TO THEE. mu.ic by j. t. gk^k.

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1. 1 bring my sins to Thee,

2. My heart to Thee I bring,

3. I bring my grief to Thee,

4. My joys to Thee I bring,

5. My life I bring to Thee,

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all may cleansed be In Thy once-open -ed fount
faith - less, waud'riug thing, An e - vil heart in - deed '
■words shall need- ed be, Thou know - est all so well'
each may be a wing To lift me near - er heaven
Sav - iour, let me be Thine ev - er, Thine a - lone i '

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Thee, Who hast pro - cured them all for me

bring To Thee, my Sav - iour and my King.

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3. Sm - ners. come, Ere thy doom Shall be sealed for- ev - er-

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nev - er lose its power,
How - ing wounds sup - ply;
sing Thy pow'r to save;

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And sin- ners, plunged be-neatU that flood,
And there may • I, more vile than he.
Till all the' ran-somed Church of God,
Re- deem -ing love has been my theme,

Lose all their guil - ty

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2. Thou spread's! the curtain of the night, Great Guardian

3. I yield my powers to Thy coni-mand, To Thee 1

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Thy s-overeign word re-stores the light. And quick-ens all
Per - pet - ual blessings from Thy hand, De-mand per - pet

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BELIEVE, AND BE AT REST.

107

Words by Alexander Clabk, D. D.

T. W.

1. To His heaven-ly-mansioned home, Je -

2. Trou - blert soul, cUsmaj'ed, cUs-tressed, Turn

3. Christ is gra - cious to for - give; Look

4. Prone and cold witl> Ian - guish - lug, Rise

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No long - er mourn, no long - er die. Now, at the cross, the blood ap - ply,

No long - er dumb, no long - er lost. New-born as at the Pen - te - cost,

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Re - pent, be-lieve just now, and rest. Just now, re - pent and be at

Re - pent, be-lieve just now, and live. Just now, re - pent and be at

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MIGHTY TO SAVE.

'God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeOi on Him, thotUd
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Words and Music by D. Haiden Lloyd, by per.
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1. Lead me, oh Thou pre- cious Sav-iour, Safe-ly load by Thiueowuhand;

2. Brought by grace to see the foun-tain.From which cleansing waters flow;

3. AVhile I live, and thro' death's valley, Lead me to the oth - er side;

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"Weak, I come to Thee, for guidance. Traveling to the Heavenly land;

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Bid my cares and fears to van-ish, And the storms of earth out-ride;

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Pray too, for those who hate Thee,

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THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.

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1. The Lord is my shep-herd, no want sbidl I

2. Thro' the val - ley and sha - dow of death thougli I

3. In the midst of af - flic - tion my ta - IjIc is

4. Let goodness and mer - cy, my boun - ti - ful

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Thou art my guardian, no e - vil I fear;

bless - ings un - measured my cup run-eth o'er;

fol - low my steps, till I meet Thee a - bove;

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soul where the still wa-ters

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com-for-ter near, No harm can befall me with my com-for - ter near,
prov - i - dence more. Oh what shall I ask of Thy prov - i-dence more.
King - dom of love. Thro' the land of their sojourn Thy Kingdom of love.

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JOY TO THE WORLD. C, M,

111

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1. Joy to the world, the Lord is come ! Let earth re - ceive her

2. Joy to the earth, the Sav - iour reigns; Let men their songs em

3. No more let sin and sor - row grow, Nor thorns in - fest the

4. He rules the world v>'itli truth and grace, And makes the na - tions

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Let eve - ry heart pre-pare Him room. And Heaven and na - - tiire sing.
While fields and floods, rocKs, hills and plains, Re - peat the sound - ing joy.

He comes to make His bless-iugs flow, Far as the curse is found.

The glo - ries ol' His right-eous-ness, And won - ders of His love.

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IT IS NOT DEATH TO DIE. S. M.

'I sJiall not die, but live."

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die;

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To leave this wea - ry road,

The eye long dimm'd by tears.

The wrench that sets us free

A - side this sin - ful dust,

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And wake, in glo - ri - ous re - pose
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
And rise, on strong, ex - ult - ing wing,
Like Thee, they con - quer in the strife,

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To be at home with God.
To spend e - ter - nal years.
Of bound-less lib - er - ty.
To live a - mong the jusf.
To reign with Thee on high.

A-JIEN.

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LIVE FOR SOMETHING.

Words by Jennie A. Bisbke.

Music by H. H. Johnson.

1. Live for somotliiim: be not i - cUe.Look a - bout tliee fur eiii-p]oy;

2. Scat -tor bless-iims in Thj' pathway; Gentle words and cheeriii.^ sniilrs,

3. Heiirts that are op-prc?s'd ;ind wea-r^-, Drop the tear of syni-iia-tliy,

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Whis-per words of hope and com-fort, Give, and "thy re - ward shall be

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As the pleas-ant sun-shine fall-eth Ev - er on the grate-ful earth,
Joy un - to thy soul re-turn-ing Fi-om this per -feet foun-tain head;

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2. Hal - le - lu - jali I church Vic -torioua, Join the con -cert of the sky;

3. Hal - le - lu - Jah! strains of gladness, Suit not souls with an-puish torn:

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Hal - le - lu - jah! bright and glorious. Lift, ye saints. this strain on high;

Hal - le - lu - jah! sounds of sad-ness. Best be-come the heart, for -lorn;

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2. Go tell it to Je - sus, He knoweth thy grief; Go tell it to
3. Hearts growing a - wea - ry With heav-i - er woo^; Now droop 'mid the

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Let oth -ers be blest; Go give them the sunshine,

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And when they x>latted a crown of thorns, they put it upon His head, and a rod in His right hand.'
and iliey bowed the knee before Him, and mocked Him. Saying, Hail ! King of the Jews.' '

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2. Precious Sa-viour, this for me. So un - worthy, all for me; Ho - ly

3. Fain would I to Thee be brought; Gracious Lord for - bid it not; In . the

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Je sus pure and mild, I would ev - er be Thy child. Oh bless me, Ev-eu me.
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CLING CLOSE TO THE ROCK.

Rev. Alfred Tatlob.

Theodore E. Perkins.
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2. Cling close to the Rock, brother, close

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3' Thou O Christ art all I want; More than all in Thee I find; Raise the

4. Plenteous grace with Thee is found-Grace to gov - er aU my sin: Let the

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leave me not a - lone, Still sup -port and comfort me.

fall - en, cheer the faint. Heal the sick, and lead the blind,

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trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee 1 bring; Cov - er my defenceless
ho - ly is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness: Vile, and full of sin I
Ufe the fountain art, Free - ly let me take of Thee, Spring Thou up with - in my

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1. I heard the voice of Je - su3 say, "Come uii - lo me and rest;

2. I heard the voice of Je - sus say, "Be -hold! I free - ly give

3. I heard the voice of Je - sus say, •'! am this dark world's Light;

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Lay down, thou wea-ry one! lay down Thy head up - on my breast:"
The liv - ing- wa - ter; thirs - ty one ! Stoop down, and drink and live:"
Look un - to me; thy morn shall rise, And all thy day he bright:"'

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I came to Je - sus, and I drank Of that life - giv - ing stream ;

I looked to Je - sus, and I found, In Him, my Star, my Sun;

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And, in that light of life, I'll walk Till traveling daj'S are done.

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Rev. Isaac Watts, 1720.

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1. Am I a sol - tlier of the cross — A loU'wer of the Lamb, —

2. Must I be car - ried to. the skies On tlowery beds of ease;

3. Are there uo foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ?

4. Since I must light if I would reign, In -crease my cour- age, Lord;

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I Streams of mer - cy, nev- er ceasing, Call for songs of loud -est praise;

D. C— Praise the mount— I'm fix'd up - on it ! Mount of Thy re - deem-ing love.

I'll raise my E - ben - e - zer, Hith-er by Thy help I'm come;

I hope by Thy good pleasure. Safe - ly to ar - rive at home.

to res - cue me from dan - ger, in - ter-posed His pre clous blood

to grace how great a debt - or, Pai - ly I'm constrain'd to be !

Thy goodness as a fet - ter Bind my wandering heart to Thee

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Je - BUS sought me when a stranger. Wandering from the fold of God ;
Prone to wan - der. Lord, I feel it — Prone to leave the God I love—

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Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709.

Dr. LowxLL Mason, 1832.

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Could give tlie guilt - y conscience peace, Or wash a - way the etain.

A sac - ri - flee of no - bier name And rich - er blood than they.

"While like a pen - i - tent I stand, And there con - fess my sin.

"SVTiile hanging on the curs - ed tree. And knows her guilt was there.

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And of - ten for each oth - er flows The sym - pa - thiz - Ing tear.
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1. Hear us fiom Thy throne a-bove, Tliine for - ev - er — ev - er — God of love !

2. They who find in Thee, their rest,Thiue for - ev - er — ev - er— oh, how blest !

3. Let us all Thy goodness sluire, Sbeltered oa-ly — on-Iy — in Tliy care;

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Here and in e - ter - ni - ty. Thine for - ev - er — ev - er — may we be.

Oh, de-feud us to the end, Guardian Saviour, Saviour, lieavenly t'riend!
These Thy frail and trembling sheep,Thine for - ev - er — ev - er — Sav iour, keep !

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A LITTLE WHILE.

Rev. Dr. Bonab.
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4. Be - youd the part ■ ing and the meet-ing, I

5. Be - yond the Host oiiain and the lev - er, I

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Be - yond the shin - ing and the shad-ing,

Be - yond the calm -ing and the frett-ing,

Be - yond the fare-well and the greet-ing,

Be - yond the rock-waste and the riv - er,

Be - yond the sow - ing

Be - yond the hop - ing

Be - yond re - memb'ring

Be - yond the puis - es

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2. Hearl Father, hear our

3. Dry thou the mourner's tear !

4. Hear! Father, hear our prayer I

Thou who art Pi - ty where sorrow pre-vail-eth,

Thou who art Safe-ty when mortal help faileth,

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( Grant to the widow and orphan pro-tec-tion,
Long hath Thy goodness our footsteps attended;
Be with the Pilgrim whose jour-ney is end-ed;

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Strength to the fee-ble,and Hope to cles-pair. Hear ! Father,

Guide Thou their iiath. guide their feet trom the snare, Hear ! Father,

Be in their trouble a Friend e*-er near. Dry Thou the

When at Thy summons for death we prepare, Hear 1 Father,

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le - lu - jah ! On which the liv - ing One,

le - lu - jah ! Old, yet for ev - er new,

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Did for sins of men a - tone, Hal - le - lu - jah, Hal - le - u - jah.

1 will glo - ry still in you, Hal - le - lu - jah, Hal - le - lu - jah.

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2. E - ter - nal are Thy mer-cies, Lord ! E - ter - nal truth at-tends Thy word ;
Dox. — Praise God, from wham all blesi-ings flow ; Praise Him, all creatures here be - low ;

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Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Praise Him a - bove, ye heaven - ly host ; Praise Fa - Iher, Son, and Ho - ly Ghost.

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1. Fa - ther, I stretch my hands to Thee; No oth - er help I know;

2. What did Thine on - ly Son en - dure, Be - fore I drew my breath 1

3. O Je - sus, could I this be - lieve, I now should feel Thy power;

4. Au - thor of faith ! to Thee I lift My wea - ry, long - ing eyes:

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If Thou with-draw Thy - self from me, Ah ! wliith-er shall I
What pain, what la - bor, to se - cure My soul from end - less
And all my wants Thou wouldst re - lieve, In this ac - cept - ed
Oh, let me now re- ceive that gift; My soul with -out it

go?
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And through His blood. His pre - cious blood, I shall from sin be free.

THE PRODIGAL SON.

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Furnislied by S. H. Price.

From "Gospel Songs," by per.

1. Far, far a-way from my lov - ing fa - ther, I had been wand'ring, wayward, wild;

2. Fain had I fed ou the husks a - round me, Till to my-self I came,andsaid—

3. "1 will a - rise, though faint and wea-ry, Home to my fa -ther 1 will go;
4 "Fa-ther, I'll say, I have sinned be - fore thee, No more may I be called thy son.

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Cho. ith V. Then I a- rose and came to my fa - ther — Mer - cy a- maz -ing ! love un-known I

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Fear-lng on - ly lest his an-ger O- ver- take his sin - ful child.

"Plen- ty have my fa - ther's ser-vants. Per - ish I for want of bread.''

Woe is me that e'er I wandered; Ah, that I such need should know!"

Make me on- ly as thy ser-vant, Pi - ty me, a wretch un^- done!"
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In the arms of my dear Sav - iour. Oh, there are ten thousand charms.
He be - held, me, ran, em- braced me, Pardoned, wel-comed, called me "son!"

COME TO JESUS.

1. Come to Je - sus, Come to Je - sus, Come to Je - sus just now;

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3 Oh, believe Him.

4 He is able.

5 He Is willing.

6 He'll receive you.

7 Call upon Him.

8 He will hear you.

9 Look unto Him.

10 He'll forgive you.

11 Flee to Jesus.

12 Only trust Him.

13 Jesus loves you.

14 Don't reject Him.

15 I believe Him.

16 Hallelujah. Amen.

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brinsrmehome.And I shall see His face:

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A - las! and did my Sav - lour bleed. And did my Sov'reign

Was it for crimes that I have d'one, He groan'd up - on the

Well might the sun in dark - ness hide, And shut His glo . ries

Thus might 1 hide my blush - ing face While His dear cross ap -

But drops of grief can ne'er re - pay The debt of love I

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owe:

Would He de - vote that sa - cred head For such a worm as I ?

A - maz -ing pit - y! grace unknown! And love be-yond de - greel

When Christ, the migh - ty Mak - er died, For man, the crea - turc's sin.

Dis - solve my heart in thank - ful- ness. And melt mine eyes to tears.

Here, Lord, I give my - self a - way, — 'Tis all that I can do .

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Dr. M. J. MuNGEB.

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1. Come, says Je - sus' sa - cred voice,

2. Thou, who, houseless, sole, for - lorn,

3. le, who.toss'd on beds of pain,

4. Hith - er come, for here is found

Come,andmake my paths your choice;
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain!
Balm that flows for ev - 'ry wound,

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Long hast roam'd this bar - ren waste,
Ye, by flerc - er an - guish torn.
Peace that ev - er shall en - dure.

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Wea - ry pil - grim! hith - er haste.
In re - morse for guilt who mourn I—
Rest e - ter - nal. sa - cred, sure.

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No. 1. CHANT -The Saviour's Call.

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No. 2. CHANT-Humble Devotion.

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know — I feel liow mean. and how uiiwortliy The lowly sacrifice ... I
in Thy sight, who every bosom viewest,Cold is our warmest vows, and

see Thy hand— it leads u.s— it supports us: We hear Thy voice— it

can resist Thy gentle call, appealincr To every generous tho't and

ISenefactorl plant within this bosom The

place them in those everlasting gardens, Where angels walk, and

seraphs arethe wardens;

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then we turn away ; and

who can hear the ac - - - cents
let them blossom In fragrance.and ia

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CHANT. No. 3.

"7 will lift up mine eyes.^^ Psalm, cxxi.

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1. I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, From

whence

2. He will not sutler thy foot to be moved; He that

keepeth thee

3. The Lord is thy keeper; The Lord is thy shade up-

on thy .■

4. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: He

shall pre

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made

Behold, He that keepeth Israel,
shall not

The sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the

The Lord shall preserve thy going
out, and thy coming in, From
this time forth and even

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1. My soul be on thy guard, Ten thousand. . .

2. 0 watch, and light, and pray. The battle. .

3. Ne'er think the victory won. Nor lay thine.

4. Then persevere till death Shall bring thee.

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CHANT. No. 4-Conc!uded.

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And hosts of sins are pressing haril, To

Renew it boldly every day And

The work of faith will not l)e done, Till
He'll take thee at thy parting breath, To

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Tune, " SUNRISE." Page 6o,

1 Father ! we bow before Thy face.

To plead with Thee, for Thy rich grace;
Here let Thy Spirit, freely given.
Gently distil hke dew from heaven.

2 Blest Spirit come ! thyself reveal,
Soften our hearts; then shall we feel
The force of Truth, the power of love.
As those who're influenced from above.

3 Unite our hearts, that all as one

May pray, " On earth Thy will be done;"

Thus may the prayer of faith arise,
Like gTatefu'l incense to the skies.

4 Our Pastor clothe with power divine;
And when he speaks the word of Thice,
May sinners hear; in Christ believe,
And all the promis'd grace receive.

5 Shepherd of Israel! do Thou lead;
In living pastures may we feed;
Feast all our souls on Jesus' love,
And tit us for Thy courts above.

CHANT OF PRAISE.

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Words by Mrs. C. M. S. Bubb.
Quartette,

No. 6.

Prof. T. Wood.

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HYMNS.

Hark ! the voice of love and mercy.— Tune p. 314.

1 Hark I the voice of love and mercy

Sounds aloud from Calvary;
See ! it rends the rocks asuuder,
Shakes \.lie earth, and veils the sky;

It is linish'd:—
Hear the dying Saviour cry.

2 It is flnish'd ! 0 what pleasure

Do these precious words att'ord !
Heavenly blessings, without measure,
Flow to us Irom Christ the Lord:

It is flnish'd: —
Saints, the dying words record.

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs;

Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All on earth, and all in heaven,
Join to praise Immanuel's name;

It is tinish'd: —
Glory to the l)leeding lamb.

Cod is in His holy temple. — Tune page 99.

1 God is in His holy temple;

All the earth keep silence here;

Worship Him in truth and spirit;

Rev'rence Him with godly fear;

Holy, holy
Lord of hosts, our God, appear !

2 God in Christ reveals His presence,

Throned uix)u the mercy -seat;
Saints, rejoice, and sinners, tremble;
Each prepare his God to meet;

Lowly, lowly
Bow, adoring, at His feet !

Before JehovaWs Throne. — Tune page 57 <£ 124.

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
know that the Lord is God alone.
He can create, and He destroy,

2 His sov'reign power, without our aid.

Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when, like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd,
He brought us to His fold again.

3 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs.

High as the heavens our voices raise;
And eartii, with her ten thousand tongues.
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

4 Wide as the world is Thy command;

Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand.
When rolling years shall cease to move.

How firm a Foundation. — TunepagellO.

1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for j-our faith in His excellent word ;
What more can He say than to you He hath

said,—
To yon who for refuge to Jesus have fled?

2 Fear not. He is with thee, O be not dismayed;
For He is Thy God. and will give thee His aid :
He'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause

thee to stand,
Fpheld by His gracious, omnipotent hand.

3 When through the deep waters He calls thee

to go.
The rivers of sorrow shall ne'er overflow;

His presence shall guide thee,His mercy shall

bless.
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

4 VVlien thro' flery trials thy pathway is laid.
His grace all-sufUcient shall lend thee its aid ;
The flame shall not hurt thee; He docs but

design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

5 His people, thro' life, shall abundantly prove
His sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
When age with gray hairs shall their temples

adorn.
Like lambs they shall stUl in His bosom be
borne.

6 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
He will not — He will not desert to its foes:
That soul— though all hell should endeavor

to shake.
He'll never— no never— no never forsake.

Aoi« let our voices join. — Chant No. 4, page 129.

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1 Now let onr voices join.

To form a sacred song,
Te pilgrims in Jehovah's way.
With music pass along.

2 How strait the path appears.

How open and how fair;
No toils to catch the imweary feet.
No fierce destroyer there.

3 But flowers of paradise,

In rich profusion spring.
The Sun of Glory gilds the path.
And dear companions sing.

4 All Honor to His name,

^Vho marks the shining way.
To Him who leads the wanderer on
To realms of endless day.

O hmu happy are they. — Tune page 1 13.

1 0 how happy are they
Who the Saviour obey.

And have laid up their treasure above;
Tongue can never express
The sweet comfort and peace

Of a soul in its earliest love.

2 That sweet comfort was mine.
When the favor divine

I received through the blood of the Lamb;

When my heart first believed.

What a jov I received,—
What a heaven in Jesus's name I

3 'Twas a heaven below
My Redeemer to know.

And' the angels could do nothing more,

Than to fall at His feet,

And the storv repeat.
And the Lover of sinner's adore.

4 Jesus all the day long
Was my jov and my song:

0 that all His salvation might see;

He hath loved me, I cried.

He hath suH'ered and died.
To redeem even rebels like me.

HYMNS.

133

5 O the rapturous height

Of that holy delight
Which I felt in the life-giving blood;

Of mv Saviour possess'd,

I was perfectly blest,
As if flJl'd with the fullness of God.

WatOiman, tdl us of the night— Tune page 117.

1 Watchman, tell us of the night,

What its signs of promise are;
Trav'ler, o'er von mountain's height

See the glory beaming star.
Watchman, does its beauteous ray

Aught of hope or joy foretell?
Trav'ler, yes, it brings the day,

Promised day of Israel.

2 Watchman, teU us of the night;

Higher vet that star ascends,
Trav'ler, blessedness and light,

Peace and truth, its course portends.
Watchman, will its beams alone,

Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Trav'ler, ages are its own;

See, it bursts o'er all tbe earth.

3 Watchman, tell us of the night.

For the morning seems to dawn;
Trav'ler, darkness takes its flight;

Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
Watchman, let thy wand'ring cease;

Hie thee to thy quiet home,
Trav'ler. lo ! the Prince of Peace,

Lo ! the Son of God is come.

Ten Oiousand times ten thotisand.—Tune page 78.

1 Tex thousand times ten thousand,

In sparkling raiment bright.
The armies of the ransomed saints

Throng up the steeps of light !
'Tis finished, all is linislied,

Their fight with death and sin:
II: Fling open wide the golden gates
li: And let the victors in. :|i

2 What rush of hallelujahs

Fills all the earth and sky !
^Miat ringing of a thousand harps

Bespeaks the triumph nigh !
O day for which creation

And all its tribes were made !
O joy, for all its former woes

A 'thousand fold repaid !
B O, then what raptured greetings

On Canaan's happy shore.
What knitting severed friendship up,

Where partings are no more I
Then eyes with joy shall sparkle.

That brimmed with tears of late;
Orphans no longer fatherless,

Nor widows desolate.

Jesus is Mine. — Tune page 100.
1 Pass away, earthly joy,
Jesus is mine !
Break, every mortal tie,

Jesus is mine !

Dark is the wilderness;

Distant the resting place;

Jesus alone can bless:

Jesus is mine !

2 Tempt not my soul away,

Jesus is mine I
Here would I ever stay,

Jesus is mine !
Perishing things of clay,
Bom but for one brief day,
Pass from my heart away:

Jesus is mine !

3 Fare ye well, dreams of night,

Jesus is mine !
Mine is a dawning bright,

Jesus is mine !
All that my soul has tried
Left but a dismal void;
Jesus has satisfied:

Jesus is mine !

4 Farewell, mortaUty,

Jesus is mine !
Welcome, eternity,

Jesus is mine !
Welcome, a Saviour's breast.
Welcome, ye scenes of rest.
Welcome, ye mansions blest:

Jesus is mine !

I love thy kingdom. Lord.— Tune page 111 <£■ 120.

1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,—

The house of Thine abode,—
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With His own precious blood.

2 I love Thy Church, O God !

Her walls before Thee stand.
Dear as the apple of Thine eye.
And graven on Thy hand.

3 For her my tears shall fall:

For her "my prayers ascend:
To her my cares and toils be given.
Till toils and cares shall end.

4 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways;
Her sweet communion, solemn vows.
Her hymns of love and praise.

5 Sure as Thy truth shall last.

To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield.
And brighter bliss of heaven.

Lord, the case is now with me. — Tune p. 101 (£- 115.

1 Lord, the case is now with me

As with Peter on the sea;
Ah. reach out Thy mighty hand.
Hold me up, and ||: bring to land, :ll
Hold me up, and bring to land.

2 Thou didst call me: now call I.

O my Saviour, come Thou nigh !
Sin doth bind me. fear distress.
Save me with Thv H: righteousness, :ll
Save me with Thy righteousness.

3 Make my weakness strong in Tliee,

Let Thy strength mv power be;
I'll follow, till my latest breath.
Thro' flood and fire, f: grief and death. :||
Thro' flood and fire, grief and death.

134

HYMNS.

ily faith looks up to Tliee. — Tune p. 49, 1st.

1 My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Laial) of Calvary,

Saviour divine:
Now liear me wliile 1 pray;
Talve all my guilt away;
O let me from this day

Be wholly Thine.

2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart.

My zeal inspiie;
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee,
Pure, warm, and changeless be—

A living fire.

3 "While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread.

Be Thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
"Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside.

4 When ends life's transient dream,
"When death's cold, sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll;
Blest Saviour, then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove;

0 bear me safe above—

A ransomed soul.

My country, 'lis of thee. — Tune page 68.

1 My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrim's pride,
From every mountain side

Let freedom ring.

2 My native country, thee—
Land of the noble, free —

Thy name I love;

1 love thy rocks and rills.
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,

Like that above.

3 Let music swell the breeze,
And ring ft-om all the trees

Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break—

The sound prolong.

4 Our father's God, to thee.
Author of liberty,

To Thee we sing:
Long may our land be bright
"With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might.

Great God, our King. S. F. Smith.

In the ark the weary dove.— Tune p. 82, 2d.

1 In the ark the weary dove

Found a welcome resting-place;
Thus my spirit longs to prove
Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace:

2 Tempest-tossed I long have been,

And the flood increases fast;
Open, Lord, and take me In,
Till the storm be overpast !

From every stormy wind. — Tune p. 106, 2d.

1 From every stormy wind that blows.
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads, —
A place, than all besides more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.

3 There is a seat where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat 1

4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar,
And sense and sin molest no more.

And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory'crowns the mercy-seat 1

How sweet, how heavenly. — Tune p. 93 £ 119.

1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight,

When those who love the Lord,
In one another's peace delight,
And so fulfill His word !

2 "When each can feel his brother's sigh,

And with him bear a part !
"When sorrow flows Irom eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart!

3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,

Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother's failings hide,
And show a brother's love !

4 Let love, in one delightful stream,

Through every bosom flow.
And union sweet, and dear este'em
In every action glow.

5 Love is the golden chain that binds

The happy souls above:
And he's an heir of heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.

Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah. — Tune page 99.

1 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,

Pilgrim through this barren land:
I am weak, but Thou art mighty.
Hold me with Thy powerful hand;
II: Bread of heaven, :|l Feed me till I want no
more.

2 Open Thou the crystal fountain.

Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
ll:Strong Deliverer, :|| Be Thou still my strength
and shield.

3 "When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid the swelling stream divide:
Death of death, and hell's destruction.
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Ij: Songs of praises :|| 1 will ever give to Tliec.

Father, how wide Tliy glory.— Tune p. 39 (£ 78.
1 Fath?:k, how wide Thy glory shines !
How high Thy wonders rise !
Known through the earth by thousand signs,

By thousand through the skies.
Thiise mighty orbs proclaim Thy power;

Their motions speak Tliy skill;
And on the wings of every hour
We read Thy patience still.

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2 But when we view Thy strange design

To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join

lu their divinest lorms,—
Oui- thoughts are lost in reverent awe;

We love, and we adore:
The tirst archangel never saw

So much of God before.

3 Here the whole Deity is known;

Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,
The justice, or the grace.

0 may I bear some humble part
In lieav'n's immortal song:

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.

Ofor a thousand tongues to sing.— Tune p. 40 & 111.

1 o FOR a thousand tongues to sing

My great Redeemer's praise,—
The'glories of my God and Iving,
The triumph of His grace 1

2 My gracious Master and my God,

Assist me to proclaim.—
To spread through all the earth abroad.
The honors of Thy name.

3 Jesus ! the name that calms our fears,

That bids our sorrows cease;
'Tis music in the sinner's ears;
'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of reigning sin;

He sets the prisoner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.

My soul, repeat His praise.— Tune page 76.

1 My soul, repeat His praise,

Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

2 High as the heavens are raised

Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.

3 His power subdues our sins,

And His forgiving love.
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.

4 The pity of the Lord,

To those who fear His name,

Is such as tender parents feel;

He knows our feeble frame.

5 Our days are as the grass.

Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

6 But Thy compassions, Lord,

To endless vears endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

The heavens declare Tliy glory, Lord.— Tune p. 57.

1 THE heavens declare Thy glory, Lord;

In every star Thy wisdom shines;

But when our eyes behold Thy word.

We read Thy name in fairer lines.

2 The rolling sun, the changing light.

And nights and days Thy power confess;
Bui the blest volume Thou hast writ
Reveals Thy justice, and Thy grace.

3 Sun, moon and stars convey Thy praise

Round the whole earth, and never stand:
So, when Thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.

4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest.

Till through tlie world Tljy truth has run.
Till Christ has all the nations blest.
That see the light, or feel the sun.

Come, let us join.— Tune p. 42 <£■ 70.

1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs

With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

2 'Worthy the Laml) that died,' they cry,

'To be exalted thus:'
'Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply,
' For He was slain for us.'

3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honor and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.

4 Let an that dwell above the sky.

And air. and earth, and seas.
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,
And speak Thine endless praise.

5 The whole creation join in one,

To bless the sacred name
Of Him tbat sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

Hark .' the song of Jubilee.— Tune page 117.

1 Haek ! the song of Jubilee;

Loud as mighty thunders roar.
Or the fullness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore:
Hallelujah ! for the Lord

God omnipotent shall reign;
Hallelujah I let the word

Echo'iound the earth and main.

2 Hallelujah !— hark ! the sound,

From the center to the skies.
Wakes above, beneatli, around,

All creation's harmonies:
See Jehovah's banners furled.

Sheathed his sword: he speaks— 'tis done,
And the kingdoms of this world

Are the kingdoms of His Son.

3 He shall reign from pole to pole

With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when like a scroll

Yonder heavens have passed away:
Then the end;— beneath His rod,

Man's last enemy shall fall;
Hallelujah ! Christ in God,

God in Christ is all in all.

One there is, above all others.— Tune p. 97 <£-112.
1 One there is, above all others,

Well deserves the name of Friend;
His is love beyond a brother's.
Costly, free, and knows no end.

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HYMNS.

Which of all our fWends, to save us,

Could or would have shed Ilis blood ?
But our Jesus died to have us

Reconciled in Him to God.
2 When He lived on earth abased,

Friend of sinners was His name;
Now above all glory raised,

He rejoices in t he «ame.

0 lor grace our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, at length to love;

We, alas ! forget too often
What a Friend we have above.

Saviour, source of every. — Tune p. 43, S4 (£• 119.

1 Saviouu, source of every blessing,

Tune my heart to grateful lays;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for ceaseless songs of praise.

2 Teach me some melodious measure,

Sung by raptured saints above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure.
While I sing redeeming love.

3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger.

Wandering from the fold of God;

Thou, to save my soul from danger.

Didst redeem me with Thy blood.

4 By Thy hand restored, defended,

Safe through life, thus far, I'm come;
And, O Lord, when life is ended.
Bring me to my heavenly home.

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned. — Tunep. 51 <£ 69.

1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned

On my Redeemer's brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
|: His lips with grace o'ernow. :|

2 No mortal can with Him compare

Among the sous of men:
Fairer is He than all the fair
Ij: That fill the Heavenly train. :B

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress,

He flew to my relief ;
For me He bore the shameful cross,
|: And carried all my grief. :ii

4 To Him I owe my life, and breath.

And all the joys I have:
He makes me triumph over death,
II : And saves me from the grave. :||

5 To heaven, the place of His abode.

He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
H: And makes my joys complete. :J

6 Since from His bounty I receive

Such proofs of love di\ine.
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
J: Lord, they should all be Thine I :§

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove.-Tunep. 51 <£• 93,

1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all Thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.

2 Look how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trifling toys;
Our souls can neither fly, nor go,
To reach eternal joys.

3 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live

At this poor dying rate ?
Our love so laint, so cold to Thee,
And Thine to us so great ?

4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.

F)om, Greenland's icy mountains. -Tune p. 62(C 32.

1 From Greenland's icy mountains,

From lndia".s coral strand.
Where Afvlc's sunny fountains

Roll down their gulden sand;
From many an aucient river,

From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

2 Wtiat though the spicy breezes

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle.
Though every prospect pleases.

And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness

The gilts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness.

Bows down to wood and stone I

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted

With wisdom from on high.
Shall we to men benighted

The lamp of life deny ?
Salvation, O Salvation 1

The joyful sound proclaim.
Till each remotest nation

Has learned Messiah's name.

4 Waft, -ivaft, ye winds His story.

And you, ye waters, roll.
Till, like a sea of glory.

It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature

The Lamb for sinners slain.
Redeemer, King, Creator,

In bliss returns to reign.

TTie morning light is breaking. — Tune page 32.

1 The morning light is breaking.

The darkness disappears:
The sons of earth are wakiiig

To penitential tears.
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean

Brings tidings from afar
Of nations in commotion.

Prepared for Zion's war.

2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us

In many a gentle shower;
And brighter scenes before us

Are opening every hour;
Each cr.y to heaven going

Abundant answer brings;
And heavenly gales are blowing,

With peace upon their wings.

3 See heathen nations bending

Before the God we love.
And thousand hearts ascending

In gratitude above;
While sinnei-s, now confessing,

The gospel call obey.
And seek the Saviour's blessing —

A nation in a day.

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4 Blest river of salvation,

Pursue tliiue onward way,
Flow thou to every nation,

Nor iu thy ricliness stay:
Stay not till all the lowly

Triuniphaut reach their home;
Stay not till uU the holy

Proclaim — • The Lord is come.'

Come to the Ark.— Tune page 60 cfi 124.

1 Come to the ark— come to the ark,

To Jesus come away;
The pestilence walks forth by night,
The arrov/ flies by day.
C/io.— To Jesiis come, come sinner to the ark,
Come, sinners come, to Jesus sinner come.

2 Come to the ark — the waters rise,

The seas their billows roar;
While darkness gathers o'er the skies,
Behold a refuge near.— C/w.

3 Come to the ark— all, all that weep

Beneath the sense of sin;
"Without, deep calleth unto deep,
But all is peace within.— t'/io.

4 Come to the ark— ere yet the flood

Your lingering steps oppose;
Come, for the door which open stood,
Is now about to close. — Cko.

Delay not. — Tuna page 110.

1 Delay not, delay not; 0 sinner, draw neay.

The waters of life are now flowing for tliee;
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here.
Redemption is purchased, salvation is free.

2 Delay not, delay not; Avhy longer abuse

The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God ?
A fountain is opened — how canst thou refuse
To wash, and be cleansed in His pardoning
blood?

3 Delay not, delay not; 0 sinner, to come,

For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day;
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,
Her message, unheeded, will soon pass a-
way.

4 Delay not, delay not; the Spirit of grace,

Long grieved and resisted, may take its
sad flight;
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race.
To sink in the gloom of eternity's night.

37ms far the Lord. — Tune x^tge iO cC CO.

1 Thus far the Lord has led me on;

Thus far His po ,, cr prolongs my days;
And every evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of His grace.

2 Much of my time has run to waste.

And I. perhaps, am near my home;
But He forgives my follies past.
He gives me strength for days to come.

3 I lay my body down to sleep;

Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come.

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground.
And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation iu the sound.

Saviour, breathe an. — Tune page 84, 91 <£ 119.

1 Saviour ! breathe an evening blessing,

Ere repose our eyelids seal:
Sin and want we come confessing;
Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal.

2 Though destruction walk around us.

Though the arrows past us fly,
Angel-guards from Thee surround us;
We are safe, if Thou art nigh.

3 Though the night be dark and dreary,

Darkness cannot liitle from Thee:
Thou art He who, never weary,
Watcheth where Thy people be.

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,

And our couch become our tomb.
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright and deathless bloom.

The Sinner'' s Invitation. 6s & Is. Tune p. 110.

1 Sinner go ! will you go

To the highlands of heavea?
Where the storms never blow,

And the long summer's given;
Where the bright blooming flowers

Are their odors emitting;
And the leaves of the bowers,

In the breezes are flitting.

2 Wherethe saints robed in white-

Cleansed in life's flowing fountain;
Shining beauteous and bright,

They inhabit the mountain.
Where no sin, nor dismay,

Neither trouble, nor sorrow,
Will be felt for a day.

Nor be feared for the morrow.

3 He's prepared thee a home-

Sinner canst thou believe it?
And invites thee to come.

Sinner wilt thou receive it?
O come, sinner come.

For the tide is receding,
And the Saviour will soon.

And forever cease pleading.

Father I we bow before Tliee. L. M.
Tune page 59, 60 <£• 106.

1 Father ! we bow before Thy face.

To plead with Thee for Thy rich grace.
Here let Thy Spirit, freely given.
Gently distil like dew from heaven.

2 Blest Spirit, come. Thyself reveal.
Soften our hearts, then shall we feel
The force of truth, the pow'r of love.
As those who're influenced from above.

3 Unite our hearts, that all as one

May pray, "On earth Thy will be done:''
Thus may the prayer of faith arise,
Like greatful incense to the skies.

4 Our Pastor clothe with pow'r divine.
And when he speaks the words of Thine,
May sinners hear; iu Christ believe.
And all the promised grace receive.

5 Shepherd of Israel; do Thou lead;
In living pastures may we feed,
Feast all our souls on Jesus' love.
And fit us for Thy courts above.

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HYMNS.

Tnist. C. M. Time page. 3S <.(; 119.

1 Th HOUGH the long watches of the night,

And throufih tiie weary day,
Thou art, O God ! our hope and li^ht,
Our coml'ort aud our stay.
C/io.— l|:We will tru.=it, we will trust,

We will trust lu tlie promise of God. :||

2 Wiuxt tlio' dark clouds lie thick above,

AVhut tho' our path be lone;
\\\\At tliu' the grave takes all we love,
If Christ b3 all our own '.—Cho.

3 What t ho' our way seeui drear, O Lord !

And spread o'er all a pall —
While trusting in Thy name aud word.
No harm cau us befall \—Cko.

4 We love Thy way — be it not glad;

We love Thy chast'uiug rod;
Can we be desolate aud sad.
While trusting in our God '>—Cho.

5 We'll praise His name in weal or woe:

He cau each cloud dispel;
Tho' pain be ours, or joy, we know
•' He doeth all things well."— C/io.

The Saints at Christ's right Hand. C. P. M.
Tune. — MERlBAH, '-e!jj. Page 126.

1 When Thou.niy righteous .Judge! shaltcorae
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,

Sliall I among them stand ?
Shall such a worthless worm as 1,
Who sometimes am alraid to die.

Be found at Thy right hand ?

2 Blest Saviour I grant it by Thy grace;
Be Thou my only hiding place.

In this accepted day;
Tliy pard'niug voice, oh I let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,

Noi- let me fall, I pray.

3 Among Thy saints let me be found.
Whene'er th'archangel's trump shall sound;

To see Thy sniihug face;
Then filled witli rapture shall I sing.
While heaven's re.^oniuiing iiiansioTis ring.

With shouts of sovereign grace.

Prayer. C. M. Tune page lOG, \st.

1 IN Thy great name, O Lord we come,

To worsiiip at Thy feet;
Oh, pour Thy Holy Spirit down
On all that now shall meet.

2 We come to hear Jehovah speak,

To hear the Saviour's voice;

Thy face and favor. Lord we seek,

Now make our hearts rejoice.

3 Teach us to pray, and praise, aud hear,

An<l understand Thy word;
To feel Thy blissful presence near.
And trust our living Lord.

4 Let sinners now Thv goodness prove

And saints rejoice in Tliee;
Let rebels be subdued by love,
And to the Saviour flee.

There is a land of pure delight.— Tune p. 34 <f- 42.
' 1 TiiEKE is a land of pure dehuht,
■\\ here saints immortal reign,

Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

2 There, everlasting sjiring al)ide3,

And never withering ilowers;

Death, like a narrow sea, divides

Tills licavenly laud from ours.

3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling nood.

Stand dressed in living green;

So to the Jews old Cannan stood

While Jordan rolled between.

4 But tim'rous mortals start aud slirink

To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shivering on the brink,
Aud fear to launch away.

5 Oh ! could we make our doubts- remove,—

Those gloomy doubts that rise, —
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes: —

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er. —
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood
Should fright us from the shore.

Decoration Hymns. — Air: — America,

1 BEFonE the morning broke.
While yet the battle smoke

Shut out the day;
Softly as falling dew,
God's peace came down to you;
Your eartlily work was through

For aye and aye.
CJio. — Father Almighty,

Humbly of Thee we crave;
Grant us Thy presence,
Grant us Tliy grace.

2 Our hearts do not forget,

Our thoughts are with you yet,

Though you're away:
Lovingly now we bring
Hither our otl'ering.
Sweet with the breath of Spring,

Flowers of May.— fVio.

3 Time brings the heart reUef,
Changes the bitter grief

Aud dull de.^pair;
Cod. in His wisdom, must
Know what is right and just.
So, witliout fear, we trust

You in His care.— CAo.

Slessed are the martyred. — Air: — Old Hundred,

1 Blessed are the martyred dead who lie

In holy graves for freedom won.
Whose storied deeds shall never die,
While coming years their circles run.

2 Blessed be the ground where heroes sleep,

And blest the flag that o'er them waves,
Its radiant stars tlieir watch shall keep.
And brightly beam on hallowed graves.

3 While freedom lives, their fame shall live

In glory on her blazing scroll ;
And love her sacrifice shall give,
Wliile anthems round her altar roll.

4 Year after year, our hand shall bear

Immortai flowers in vernal bloom,
Till Ood shall call us home to sl<are
Immortal life beyond the tomb.

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Billows of deep distress. — Tune page 73 i£- 100.

1 Billows of deep distress

Now o'er me roll;
Shield of my helplessness,

Shelter my soul !
Seeking tlie'e sorrowing;,
Hide I beneath Thy wing;
Shelter me, Christ, my King !—

Shelter my soul !

2 Jesus, my longing eyes

Wait for tlie day;
Open my prison gates.

Show me Tiiy way 1
What though I cannot see ?
Yet will I trust in Thee;
Show but Thy face to me,—

Show me Thy way !

3 What though mine enemy-

Reign for an liour ?
Thine is the kingdom. Lord,

Tliine is the power.
Waiting, my spirit cries,
"Lighten these longing eyes;
Thine was the sacrifice —

Thine is the power !

Mary A. Lathbury.

The Star of Bethlehem. — Tune page 12.

1 When marshalled on the nightly plain,

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

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

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

It is the Star of Bethlehem I

2 Once on the raging seas I rode;

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

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

Death-struck, 1 ceased the tide to stem;
When suddenly a star arose —

It was the Star of Bethlehem !
8 It was my guide, my light, my all;

It bade my dark foreljodinsrs cease;
And through the storm and danger's thrall,

It led me to the port of peace.
Now safely moored, my perils o'er,

I'll sing, first in niglit's diadem,
For ever, and for ever more,

The Star— tlie Star of Bethlehem 1

Lead me Home. — Tune page 37 cC- 58.

1 Saviotjb of my trusting soul,

By Thy passion and Thy power;
Into Thy divine control,

I would yield it every hour;
All it needs Thy grace to give,
Perfected in Thee to live.

2 In life's desert when I faint.

Weary with the load I bear,
O, Thou strength of every saint.

Put Thine arms around me there;
W^hile its burning wastes I tread,
Lift Thy banner o'er my head.

3 When in sorrow's vale I sigh.

Crushed beneatli a stress of grief.

Solace of my soul, be nigh;

Only Thou can'st bring relief:
Not a tear I shed in vain.
If Thy pity soothes my pain I

4 When up narrow steeps I pant.

Wounded by the flint and thorn,
Then Tliy helping hand I want,

Or my heart will sink, forlorn;
Leaning on its strength, I'll climb
Up to Pisgah's top sublime.

5 Deserts, vales, and hills o'er-past.

At the grave my course will end.
More then ever at tlie last

I shall need Thee, Heavenly Friend—
My last foe to overcome.
And in love to lead me home.
From "Christian Advocate."

Jan. 1st, 1876. By WiUiam C. Richards.

All people that on earth do dwell. — Tune p. 124.

1 All people that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;
Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice.

2 Know that the Lord is God indeed;

Without our aid He did ns make:
We are His flock, He doth us feed.
And for His sheep, He doth us take.

3 0 enter then His gates with praise.

Approach with joy His courts unto:
Praise, laud, and bless His name always.
For it is seemly so to do.

4 For why? the Lord our God is good.

His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood.
And shall from age to age endure.

What has Thou done for mc.- Tune page 83.
4 0 let thy life be given.

Thy years for me be spent;
Worldly fetters all be riven.

And joy with suflei-ing blent.
Give thou, thyself to Me,
And I will welcome thee.

Hoio sweet the name of Jesus sounds.
C. M. Key B\}. Tune page 28.

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

In a believer's ear;
It soothes his sorrows, heals liis wounds.
And drives away His fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

3 Dear Name, the Rock on which I build.

My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treasure. lilkd
With boundless stores of grace.

4 Jesus my Shepherd, Saviour. Friend,

My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End;
Accept the praise I bring.

5 I would Thy boundless lore proclaim

With every fleeting breath; ,
So shall the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death.

Hev. John Newton,

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( Glory be to the Father, and
1. I As it waa in the beginning,
( isnow, and 1 ev

iglSSiS

9'

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no-ly I Ghost;!
end. A - men. I

2.

L. M.

PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below ;
Praise Him above, j'e heavenly host;
Praise Father, Sou, and Holy Ghost.

C. M.

LET God the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit, be adored,
Where there are works to make Him known,
Or saints to love the Lord.

S. M.

YE angels round the throne.
And saints tliat dwell below,
■\Vorsliip the Father, praise the Son,
And bless the Spirit too.

H. M.

4.

TO God the Father's throne
Y(

6.

7.

8.

four hishest honors raise;
Glory to Godlhe Son;

To God the Spirit praise:
With all our powers, I Thy name we sing,
Eternal King, | Wliile faith adoresL

S. M.

TO God the Father, Son,
And Spirit, glory be.
As was, and is, and shall be so
To all eternity.

C. M.

TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore.
Be glorj', as it was, is now.
And shall be evei'more.

L. M.

TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God M'hom earth and heaven adore,
Be glory, as it was of old,
Is now, and shall be evermore.

ADVANCE L.M.D. 62

Advent 8s, 7s & 4s. 30

A few more years shall Roll

C. M. or S. M. 31

Alittle -while 122

Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 127

Alger 7s &. 6s. 32

All for me 7s. 115

All for the Best 6s & 5s. 10

All hail the power of Jesus name . . C. M. 40

All people, who on earth do dwell 139

All to Christ I owe 6s. 27

Am I a Soldier of the Cross CM. 119

Angry Words Ss, 7s, without Cho. 87

, Angry words ! oh let them never- 8s & 7s. 87

Arlington C. M. 119

Arise, my soul , arise H. M. 35

BEAUTIFUL Home 29

Before Jehovah's awful throne. L M. 132

Benediction 8s & 7s. 45

Before the Morning broke America. 138

Believe and be at rest 107

Be Thou, oh, God, exalted high 140

Beyond the smiling and the weeping... 122

Blessed are the Martyred dead. . . L. M. 138

Blessed Jesus Thou art mine 78. 33

Blest be the tie that binds 120

Blow ye the Trumpet H. M. 4

Billows of deep distress Old 1 00. 139

Boylston S. M. 120

Hy and Bye 74

riHANT of Praise.. (Chants, 1,2, 3, 4,

^ 5&6) i28to 131

Christian Work 99

Christ's Garden 8s(fe 93. 8

Cling close to the Rock 116

Come away to the skies 113

Come, brother, Jesus saith 6s & 48. 47

Come Holy Spirit 135

Come Lord Jesus 57

Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove. CM. 136

Come let us join our cheerful songs. . .. 135

Come nearer to Jesus 6s & 5s. 80

Come, says Jesus' sacred voice 127

Come Thou Almighty King 6s & 5s. 49

Come, thou Fount of every blessing.. . 119

Come to Jesus 125

Come to the Ark 137

Come unto Me 22

Coming Home CM. 66

Coming to Jesus S. M. 49

Cross and Crown C M. 51

DEDICATORY Hymn 6s & 5s. 69

Delay Not 137

Dennis S. M. 120

Doxologies 140

Dying Chri.stian 88 & 78. 45

Dundee C M. 127

112

INDEX.

ECHO Ilira ye softened breezes

8s &, 78. 37

Eveuing Prayer C. M. 93

Eulieaiy K7

F.A.DINGr away like the stars of the

moniiiig 54

Far, far away from my loving Father. 125

Father, liear our prayer 123

Father liow wide Thy glories shine 134

Father I sti-etch my hands to Thee 124

Father we bow before 137

Following my Saviour 6s & 4s. 100

For ever here my rest shall be.. -C. M. 38
For His sake who bought me pardon..

8s, 7s & 4s. 99

For Jesna sake 20

For radiant sunlight and refreshing

shade. (Chant.) 131

From all that dwell below the skies. -. 134

From every stormy wind that blows . .

L.TVI. 134

From Greenland's icy monntains 136

From the cross uplifted high. 7s 6 lines. 58
Prom the recesses of a lowly spirit.

(Chant No. 2.) 128

r\ IVE to the Lord thine heart.. . . S. M. 60
^ Glorious things of Thee are spoken.

8s & 7s. 37

Glory be to the Father 140

God is in His holy temple 8s, 78, 4s. 132

God bless America 6s & 4s. G8

God of our fathers, thou 6s & 46. 69

God"s ways are the best 8s & 4s. 16

Go l)ury thy sorrow, the world hath its

share 114

Go when the morning shineth 109

Guide nie, oh. Thou great Jehovah 134

Guide us, Thou loviug Lamb 103

TT.A.LLELUJAH 8s, 7s & 4s. 114

-""^ llallehijah, best and sweetest 114

Hark! the Bells of Holy Sabbath. 88& 73. 91

Hark ! the song of Jubilee 135

Hark! the voice of love and mercy.. .. 132

Hark ! 'twas a seraph's lay. . . Peculiar. 71

Have we not reason to rejoice 42

Hear Father, iiear our Prayer 123

Hear us from Thy throne above 121

He gave Himself for me S. M. 26

His mate) I less worth C. P. M. 126

Holy Bible 8s & 78. 90

Holy Bible well I love thee ...8s & 7s. 90

Home Mit^sionary Hymn 8s,7s&4s. 30

How firm a foundation 132

How sweet, how lieavenly 134

How pleasing is thy voice H. M. 35

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. . 139

H y mn L. M . 70

Hymns 132

T AM commg Lord to Thee 49

-*- am the Way 6s & 4s. 47

I bring my sins to Thee 104

I gave my life for thee 83

T heard the voice of Jesus say 118

I hear the Saviour say six, 6s. 27

I know not if the dark or bi'igbt ^2

I know not what will befall me 52

I love to sing of thai great power. C. M. 41

I fove Thy kingdom Lord f53

1 stand all bewildered with wonder 48

I will arise and go to my Father 18

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills.

(Chant.) 129
I will trust in the Blood of the Lamb.

C.3I. 38

I would not live alway 61

If I were a voice 64

If we knew the cares and crosses. 8s &. 78. 24

If you have a pleasant thought 96

I'll praise my maker with my breath.. 6s. 76

In some way or other the Lord will... 75

Intemperance, like a raging flood. L. M. 70

In the ark tlie weary dove 134

In the eld Church tower hangs the bell.. 50

In Thy great name, O Lord we come. . 138

In seasons of grief, to my God I'll repair. 44

Invocation 109

Is Thy trembling heart a weary 97

It is not death to die Ill

JERUSALEM C M 28

Jerusalem! my happy home 28

INDEX.

143

Jerusalem the beautiful 78

Jerusalem the beautiful, its glories are

untold ....r.C. M. D. 78

Jerusalem the golden 78 & 6s. 85

Jerusalem the golden, I languish for one

gleam 85

Jesus died for me 41

Jesus is coming again 104

Jesus is mine 100 & 133

Jesus lover of my soul 7s & 8s 78 117

Jesus our Friend 8s & 7s 84

Jesus will never forsake thee 94

Joy to the world C. M. Ill

Joy to the world, the Lord is come 111

Just where Jesus wants me 36

K

Er:P me white 7s 33

Keep praying at the gate 15

LEAD me, oh. Thou precious Saviour. 108

Let Ilim take all 6!. 7s. 101

Let God the Father 140

Light will greet thee, by and by 97

Life's lot 82

Lo! He cometh countless 8s, 7s & 4. 30

Lord of the worlds below H. M. 35

Lift up the trumpet, oh, loud let it ring. 104

Lord revive ua. 8s, 7s & 4s. 43

Live for something 112

Lord of the worlds above H. M. II

Lord the case is now with me 133

■jVTATIONAL Hymn.... Two 6s&4s.

i^

Nearer my God to Thee... 6s & 4s.

MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned.
Marching Home

May the grace of Christ our Saviour.
8s & 7s.

McCombs C. M.

Mighty to save

My country, 'tis of thee

My faith looks up to Thee.

My Father's House C. M. D.

My heavenly home L. M. D.

My heavenly home is bright and fair...
My God how endless is Thy love . . L. M.

My peace I will give unto Thee

My soul, be on thy guard S. M.

My soul repeat His praise

My soul with patience waits. S. M.

Must Jesus bear the cross alone

136
34

45

69

108

134

134

39

12

1I>

106

48

129

135

76

51

Nearer to my God Ss &. 7s

Nettleton 8s & 7s

68

73

37

119

Ninety and nine 56

Not all the blood of beasts S. M. 120

Not knowing 52

Now I have found a Friend 100

Now let our voices join S. M. 132

Now night comes on C. M. 93

Now the golden ear waits the reaper's

hand (Anthem.) 7

n HOW happy are they 113 & 132

^ O mansions celestial, so near the

sweet river 5

O ransomed Host 62

Oh, could I speak the matchless worth. 126

Oh ! how light is my pathway 17

Oh ! for a thousand tongues 135

Oh JesuB, oh Jesus, how vast Tiiy love

to me 81

Oh ! say my soul, since Jesus came i20

Old Hundred 124

Once I was dead in sin 26

Once more we would our voices join. CM. 59

One there is above all others 135

Only one crossing over 72

Only one crossing over water, all dark

and wide 72

Only Remembered 55

On the shores of that beautiful river. .. 88
Our Father in heaven, we hallow Thy

name 6s & 5s. 61

Our Father who art in Heaven 130

Our young hearts were early bringing. 103

Over there 98

PARTING Hymn 59

Pass away, earthly joy 133

Praise God from whom all blessings

flow L. M. 124

Praise ye the Lord L. M. 57

rvUARTETTE 25 & 50

REJOICE ever more CM. 42
Rejoice, ye saints, the time draws

near 67

Rock of Ages 73 & 6s. 7i

J^44 INDEX

SAINTS of God, the dawn is bright-

■iiing 8s&78. 30

Saints Rest L. M. 59

Satisfied lis or 12s. 5

Saviour breathe an evening Ss & 7s. 137

Saviour I follow on 68 & Js. 100

Saviour my trusting soul 139

Saviour source of ever blessing. .8s &. 78. 136

Saviour visit Thy plantation.. . 8s, 7s, 4s. 43

Saw ye not the cloud arise 78. 82

Singing from the heart 96

Sing, O sing the song of gladness. . Ss, 78. 92

Sinners, come 3s <fe 6s. 105

Sinner go ! will you go 68&.7a. 137

Shall we gather o'er the river 23

Show pity Lord, O Lord forgive.. L. M. 40

Soft zephyrs sport on angels' wing 60

Spring H. M. 35

Suffering Saviour with thorn crown. .. 115

Summer H. M. 35

Sunrise L.M. 60

Sweet is the scene when Christians die. 59

fpAKE my life, and let it be... .six 7s. 101

■*- Ten thousand times ten thousand.. 133

Thanksgiving Hymn 7

The cross holds the gates ajar 17

The cross it standeth fast 123

The day has come CM. 66

The five Voices 64

The Heavenly Choir 3

The Heavenly Home 6

The heavens declare Thy glory Lord.. 135

The House of God H. M. 11

The Lord's in the ship 63

The Lord is my Shepherd 110

The Lord will Provide 75

The Lost Sheep 56

The love of Jesns . 81

The morning light is breaking 136

The Old Church Tower 50

The Old Cro^^s 123

The old, old Friends 25

The Prodigal Son 125

The Rock that is higher tl)an 1 44

The river of life so sparkling and bright. 89

The Sacred Stream 53

The Saviour calls, let every ear 128

The Saviour's Invitation 78 & 6s. 58

The Shining River 89

llie story tliat's never been told 77

The Work of God 82

There are angels arrayed in white 98

There is a Fountain 106

Tliere is a home eternal 29

There is a land of pure delight. . . . C. JI. 138

There is a place of waveless rest ..CM. 39

There is a Stream 53

There were ninety and nine that safely 56

There's a beautiful shining River 83

There's a story that's never been told .. 77

Thine forever 121

They rest not day and night 3

Tiirough the long watches of the night. 138

Thus far the Lord hath led me on 137

Thy showers make soft the fields 35

Thy will be done 46

To Heaven where tears and sighs 6

To His heavenly mansioiied home 107

To Jesus I may come 68 & 5s. 49

Trim your Lamps 67

Trim your Lamps and be ready 67

Trust God 16

WATCHMAN tell us of the night. . 133

We sing of the realms of ilie..8s. 70

What a friend we have in Jesus. 8s & 7s. 84

What hast thou done for nie. 83

What must it be to be there 70

When burdened is my breast 18

When down to the garden 8

When down to the garden, where rivu-
lets flow 8

When I can read my title clear. . . C M. 28
When life's many trials are" pressing a-

round 10

When marshalled on the nightly 139

When shall the voice of singing. .7s & 6s. 32

When shall we meet again 101

When the heart grows faint and weary. 46

When the storm is loud 63

When Thou my righteous Judge 138

When we gather at the Jordan 21

Where e'er the Sabbath School bells

may ring •>

While Thee I seek protecting.. ..C M. 69

Why lament the Christian dying. 8s & 7a 45

With flowing tears 102

■yiELD not to temptation 86

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