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first, have impelled us to issue HYMNS NEW AND OLD, No. 2.
The author has exercised great care in the selection of hymns, and none
have been used except such as will give impetus to the social meetings of
the Church, as well as to Revival w^ork and the Sunday School. The old
hymns have stood the test, and their usefulness is beyond question-
The new hymns are those which have been prompted by a christian
experience, or some incident in connection with christian work, which, it
is believed, justly entitles them to a place in this collection. That No. 2
will be instrumental in the upbuilding of Christ's Kingdom, and the
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THE AUTHOR AND PUBLISHER.
Copyrighted, 1S90, by Fleming H. Revkll.
HYMNS NEW AND OLD.
No. 2.
No. 1.
Old Hundred.
Isaac Watts.
G. Fraxc. 1545.
1. From all that dwell be-low the skies, Let the Cre - a -tor's praise a -rise ;
2. E - ter-nal are Thy mercies Lord, E - ternal truth attends Thy word ;
Dox. — Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise Hhn all creatures here be - low;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Thro' ev-ery land by ev - ery tongue.
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Praise Him a - bove ye heavenly hosts. -Pi'aise Father, Son,and Ho - ly Ghost.
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Frances K. Havergal.
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1. I know I love thee bet- ter, Lord, Than an - y earthly joy, For
2. I know that Thou art near - er still Than an - yearth-ly throng; And
3. Thou hast put gladness in my heart, Then may I well be glad, AVith-
4. O Sav- iour, precious Sav-iour, mine. What will Thy presence be. If
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Thou hast giv - en me the peace Which noth-ing can de - stroy..
sweet - er is the thought of Thee Than an - y love - ly song,
out the se- cret of Thy love I could not but be sad,
such a life of joy can crown Our walk on earth with Thee.
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The half has nev- er yet been told Of love so full and free, The
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Tf o. 4. More Than Tongue Can Tell.
J. E. Hall.
1. The love that Je - siis had for me. To suf - f er on the cm -el
2. The man - y sor-rows that He bore, And oh, that crown of thorns He
3. The peace I have in Him,my Lord, Who pleads be-fore the throne of
4. The joy that comes when He is near. The rest He gives, so free from
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" Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst." John 4 : 15.
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1. I have heard a wondrous sto - r3\ Of a f ouu - tain flow-ing f ree ;
2. When my lips were parch'd and burning : Weary read - y v to despair,
3. Heal -ing stream so free -ly flow -ing, Of thy wa - ter I will drink ;
4. Wea-ry one. the Sav-ior calls thee ; Faint not in the des - ert way :
They who drink its liv-ing wa - ter. Nev - er more athirst shall be.
Came I to this liv-ing fountain.Quenched my thirst and rested there.
Feed up - on the fruits e - ter - nal, Growing on thy fer- tile brink.
Here are sweet and liv-ing waters, Come,and drink, and live, to - day.
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No. 6. (i^'^My Jesus Knows.
Rev. G. W. Crofts.
D. B. TowxER.
1 . How blest the thought that Je-sus knowsEach wind that round me rudely
2. The bit- ter cups that I must drain, The thoughts that rack my wea-ry
3. The cross that I must dai - ly bear, The deep anx - i - e - ty and
4. The long -ings that per-vade my breast, To reach my home and be at
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No. 7.
Life and Love.
Kev. G. W. Crofts.
D. B. To^-NER.
Wondrous life that came from heav-eii, Giv- ing life un - to the dead.
Wondrous love that came to save lis From the depths of sin and Tvoe ;
Life and love. O bless- ed treasure ; Life and love are ev - er mine;
O my Sav-iour, may I love Thee More than all the world be- side ;
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WondrousChrist who died to have us, All His lov - ing kindness know.
Prec-ious gifts I can-not meas-ure, Like the Giv - er, all di - vine.
By my faith I now would prove Thee,Lo ! the Bridegroom and the Bride.
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No. 8. Langing for Hame.
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But He kens a' the sins that hae gathered
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An its only His ain boundless mercy
That can cleanse me an wash them away
0 He kens a' the doubts o' His barnie.
Yet He bids me to trust in His name,
Still I am Aery weary, sae weary
That I lang to be ganging hame.
1 '11 nae grieve tho' He still keeps me biding
Tho' my e' dinna see a' the way,
An His wisdom sae great He is hiding.
Still I 'm nearing my hame day by day ;
An I mind me His love is sae boundless,
He will guide wi His hand a' His ain.
An wi joy I may soon hear Him saying,
Weary bairn, welcome, welcome hame.
Copyright, 1890, by J. B. Sumxer.
No. 9.
He Redeemed Me.
E. A. H.
Rev. Elisha A. Hoffman.
1. I praise the wondrous love of God, The wondrous love of God to me, Which
2. I had no mer-it of my own, My need I made my on- ly plea. Yet,
3. For this I praise theLord to-day. That love, so in - finite and free Should
4. He ransom'd me, He ransora'd me, Such love and grace a-lond proclaim ; He
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moved Him to redeem with blood My soul on Calva - ry. He redeem'd me. Oh,
moved by His a-mazing grace, He pardoned ev-en me.
stoop to bless a fall-en man, And ran-som ev-en me.
sealed my par-don on the tree, Oh, glo-ry to His name.
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No. 10. Satisfied By and By.
Arr. by Rev. G. W. Crofts.
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1. "When I shall wake in that fair morn of morns, Aft-er whose dawning:
2. When I shall meet the dear ones I have loved, Who once a-loug my
3. When I shall meet my Shepherd and His fold. And taste a - new the
4. When I in heaven shall ' 'Know as I ajn Known" And there from Christ shall
night no more re-turns, And in whose glo - ry day e - ter - nal burns
path-way sweetly moved And see how f aith-f ul God to me has proved
love of Christ un-told, And walk for aye the streets of shining gold
take my robe and crown, And reap in joy what I in tears have sown
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H^o, 11. I know that my Redeemer lives.
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will not tar - rv long. I know He soon will call me home
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Good-Night,
1. Lov-ingAvordthat's nightly whispered, O'er each ti - ny trundle-bed,
2. When the toils of day are ov - er;Friend« to friend bids soft good-night,
3. Gent-ly "whispered by the dy - ing-, At the fad-ingof the day-,
4. Some good-night "svill be the last onej'^Yhenonr days of earth are o'er,
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"While a moth-er's ben-e - die -tion, Falls iip-on the sleeper's head.
Pray-ing that the coming morrow, Be with heaven's blessing bright.
En-t'ringin np-on the shin-ing Of the heav'nly light for aye.
When we reach the shining por-tal, And earth's twilights are no more.
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The Crimson Stream.
Rev. J. ^y. Stevenson.
S. B. Ellenberger.
1. I stand be - side the crimson stream, That flows from Cal-vary's
2. The blood of Christ a -lone will save, From guilt, and fear, and .
3.1 claim the prom-ised bless-ing now. Freedom from ev - 'ry
4.1 sink in -to the crim-son stream, Christ's blood is now ap -
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care ; His blood will sweetly pur-i - f y, When sought in earnest prayer.
sin ; The pow'r to lead a ho - ly life With Christ in God shut in.
plied; I rise a-gain re-deemed by Him, And whol-ly pur-i -fled.
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Come unto Me,
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
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gloom no face I saw, no form, My f ear-f ul heart of hope bereaved had
leaned and followed as He led. He brought me home and sweet refreshment
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No. 15.
Whosoever Will.
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1. Ho! yethirst-y, Je - sus calls you, Je - sus came to give
2. Wherefore do ye spend your treasures Where there is no bread,
3. None can be too vile for Je - sus, None can be too poor,
4. O, His ten-der love and pit - y. Still He calls to - day.
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Come to Him and live.
On - ly by the liv -ing Sav - iour
Dy - ing souls are fed.
By His blood come peace and par -don ,
Mer - cies ev - er sure..
Nev - er one to Je - sus com-ing
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No. 16.
Why will ye Die?
Edward IIvbBAND.
F. M. Lamb, by per.
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1 . A great rock stands in a wea - ry land, And its shadows fall on the
2. A great well lies in a wea-ry land, And its wa-ters call ov-er
3. A wide fold stands in a wea - ry land, And the sheep are called on ev-
4. A ron 2:11 cross stands near a cit - v waU,Where the Saviour dies out of
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parch-ed sand, And it calls to the trav-'ler pass - ing by, "I will
life's rough strand, That the great well is deep, with wa - ters rife, Springing
er - y hand; And the Shepherd no wand'rer tnrns a -way, But He
love for all; Where the an-gels still tell the mas - sa^-e blest That the
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way is now plain to endless rest. Then why will ye die?Oh !why will ye die?
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When the great deep well is stand-ing by, why willye die?
When the Shep-herd and fold are standing by. Why !0h !why will ye die?
When the blood-stain'd cross is standing by.
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No. Z7. O Sing for Joy Ye Heavens,
'I have redeemed thee— Sing 0 ye heavens." Isa. 44: 22-23.
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sing for joy ye hea-vens, The Lord our soul re -deems:
blot -ted thy trans-gressions, They threaten'd as a cloud;
cup of God's sal - va-tion, I'll take, and sing His praise;
giv - en To brook and hill and tree ;
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Break forth in praise ye mountains, And laugh a -loud ye streams.
Re - turn ye there-fore to Me, And praise My name a - loud.
From sin and death He 's bro't me, To walk in Zi-on's ways.
Ye worlds and an - gels praise Him, For He hath set us free.
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for-ever praise Thee, My Sav-iour andmy king;
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Let earth bring forth her gladho-sanna,And all the nations sing.
Copyright, 1890, by X. E. Biers.
No. 18. Singing Through the Gates.
Rev. rKKDBRiCK Denison. He hath prepared for them a city.—H.e\). Ill 16. D. B. Towner.
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2. As riv - ers rich, their banks o'erflow, So pour in tides of
3. A - bove all else is heard the psalm. The high, ec-stat - ic,
4. And how the view my soul e - iates, My loved ones tliere in
5. Blest land of ho - ly har-mo - nies, To thee, when shall my
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ceaseless strain Of praise and hon - or to the Lamb Who
robes of white. Their harps re- sound -ing thro' the gates. Their
spir - it come, Where hearts make ceaseless mel - o - dies And
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pass - ing all earth' sharps have told. O glo - rious home of
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No. 19- The Good Old Days,
Rev. G. W. Cbofts.
D. B. TowxEK. Ait.
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When my young heart was full of praise, To Christ who lov'd me so.
The murm'ring stream and tan- gled wood Un - to my heart how dear.
And learn'd to love God's ho - ly word That sets the pris -'ner free.
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The Good Old Days.
Refrain to he snng after 2nd, 5th and 7th verses.
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Nor hide all danger from his flock
To pacify their fears.
But Sinai thundered forth the law
The law by Moses given.
And wrath the trembling sinner saw
Revealed from God in heaven.
5 Then came the gospel's "joyful
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In accents sweet and low.
The healing balm for every wound,
The solace for each woe, [ sin,"
The blood that " cleanseth from all
Tho' crimson be the stain.
The Christ who died my soul to win.
The Lamb for sinners slain.
Refrain. Oh ! the old, etc.
And now I think as oft I gaze
On altars rich and rare,
And wander thro' the dreamy maze
Of choral song and prayer,
How Christ came nearer to my heart
In those blest days of old,
When worship was devoid of art,
And truth was plainly told.
Tho' times may change and methods,
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The world in thought advance,
The AVord of God will still hold true,
' Mid every circumstance.
The wants of men are still the same.
Their trials and their fears.
The only light is that which came
In old prophetic years.
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No. 20.
Ida. L. Keed.
The Farther Shore.
1. There 's a glad and shin-ing shore Just be - yond earth's border-land^
2. 'T is not far, al-most in sight, Rise its headlands dim and wide^
3. Sweet and low its mu- sic falls, Echoes from the f ar-ther shore,
4. Just be -yond earth's borderland. Waits the bliss for which we sigh ;
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Spreading far in beau-ty bright Just be yond life's mystic tide.
An -gels beck - on, Je - sus calls Soon they '11 bear us saf e-ly on.
Ov - er on that gold-en strand We shall find the Saviour nigh.
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Smil-ing 'neath its light, 'neath its heav'nly light.
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Rev. J. H. Sammis.
Luke 24: 49. Acts 2.
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Now our zeal in-spire, Now our hearts en-kindle With Thy sacred Fire.
While we low- ly bow, Come, thou Tongue of Fire, Fall up-on lis now.
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No. 22. Y No More Good-Byes.
E. R. Latta.
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1. Where life's crystal stream doth flow. And the tree of life doth bloom,
2. There the ijood aj?ain shall meet, Who have clasped ihe part - in,;^ hand ;
3. Where no signs of age are seen. And they nev - er sor- row more.
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Where no chill - ing frost can fall On flow'rs that sweet-ly bloom;
Fa- thers,moth-ers, child- ren dear Around the throne shall stand ;
Where no sick - ness e'er can come, Where death has lost his power,
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Praise Ye the Lord,
Psalm 106. C. M.
D. B. TOWNEK.
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1. Praise ye the Lord, and give Him thanks, Porboiin- ti-ful is He;
2. God's mighty Avorks, who can ex-press Or show fortli all His praise?
3. Re - mem-ber me, 0 Lord, with love,TV"hich Thou to Thine dost bear :
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His ten - der mer - cy shall en-dure To all e - ter - ni - ty.
Oh, blest are they that judgment keep, And just- ly do al-ways,
With Thy sal-va-tion, O mv God, To Ais - it me draw near,
His ten -der mer- cy shall eri-dure To all e-ter-ni - ty.
Oh, blest are they that judgment keep. And just - ly do al - ways.
With Thy sal - va-tion, O my God, To vis - it me draw near.
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No. 24. Thou Thinkest, Lord, of Me,
E. D. MuND.
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2. The cares of life come thronging fast, Up- on my soul their shadow cast;
3. Let shadows come, let shadows go. Let life be bright or dark with woe,
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One thought remains su - preme-ly sweet, Thou thinliest,Lord,of me !
Their gloom reminds my heart at last. Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
I am con-tent, for this I know. Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
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No. 25 Lead me by the Hand,
Rev. J. II. Sammis.
D. B. TOWNKE.
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1. Bj^ Thine e)'e,0 God All -see-ing, Guide my err-iiig feet a- right,
2. By Thy love so strong aud tender, Cheer and chide me ev - er nigh,
3. By Thy pleasant words beguil - ing All the long and weary road.
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And from hind'riug shadows freeing, Lead me on-ward in- to light.
Keep me, O my soul's Defend-er, As the ap - pie of Thine eye.
Toil -ing, resting: weeping, smiling: Lead me still to Thine a -bode
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No. 26. He's Just the Same To-day.
Rev. G. W. Ckofts.
Andante.
D. B. Towner.
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. Be -hold at Ca - na's Aved-ding, The Ava - ter turned to wine, And
In wil - derness so lone - ly, Be -hold the mul - ti-tude, So
Go hear the blind man pleading, To Dav - id's roy - al son, As
. This lov - ing Christ, go f ol - low And mark His deeds of grace. He
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was slow - ly pass -ing by The way - side drear up -on ;
to all who came to Him The sun-shine of His face.
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in mer - cy give me" As Je - sus calls him near. And
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He gave His life that we might live, He's just the same to-day,
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Harriet Jones.
D. B. Towner.
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2. Just because He loves us,- We will love Him too. All the work He
3. We will bloom for Je - sus, In His gar-den fair. Like the beauteous
4. Like the blessed sunbeams Scattered o'er the way, We will shine for
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No. 28.
We Know not Yet.
Rev. J. H. .Sammis.
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2. We know not what oih* eyes shall see Among the starry spheres ; What
3. Weknownot^thongh we now receive The earnest long be-fore. Our
4. We know not what tTie cit - y is ; The Tree : the Living Tide ; The
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sounds ofheav'nly mel - o - dy Shall greet our ravished ears,
fool - ish hearts cannot conceive,The grace there is in store;
scenes ; the sounds : the loves-, the bliss : The Bridegroom and the Bride ;
Chorus. 1 John 3. 2.
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Naomi.
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1. Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sov'reign will de-nies ;
2. Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From ev - ery murmur free ;
3. O let the hope that Thou art mine, My life and death at-tend ;
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The blessings of Thy grace im -part. And let me live to Thee.
Thy presence thro' my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.
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O Silvery Sea.
Fronia Smith.
Fred A. Fillmore.
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No. 31.
He Leads Me.
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1 . In Ilis pastures green, He leads me, Where the sparkling waters flow ;
2. Though I climb the lof- ty mountains, Tho' I walk theval-ley low,
8. Days of pleas -lire, days of sorrow, Hours of sunshine or of shade,
4. By and by mytoil-ing end-ed. All my pil-grim journey done,
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Where He leads me I will fol-low,For my Shep-herdlovesme so.
Still my Shep -lierd is be -side me, And my soul is on Him stayed.
I shall lose these earthly san-dals. Up the heights of glo - rv run.
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No. 32. There is Peace, There is Pardon.
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2. The Lord of the viueyard is wait - ing, Thy spir - it with
a. Tlie Lord of the vineyard is wait -ing; — The door of thy
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heart uoav uu - do. And ask the daar Saviour to en - ter,
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01i,there's peace, there is par - don for you.
With His peace, and His par - don for you.
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No. 33^^ /Sailing into Port.
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1. Sail -or,tliougli the darkness gather, Tho'the cold waves surge and moan ,
2. Sail - or,though with streamers %iug, Yonder proud ship mounts the foam.
3. Sail -or, though the lightning flashes, Tho' thy sails be rent and torn,
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And with bands of mu - sic play- ing, Gains the port and welcome home.
Peace shall come on hopes bright pinions, And de - liv'rance with the morn.
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No. 34. Stand for the Right.
Mrs. C. L. Shacklock.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Sol-diers of Je - sns, His cross we bear, For truth and for right all
2. Proudly our banner we bear on high, The contest we seek is
3. Ev - er uphold-ing the cause we love, Our trust in the power of
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marching to Zi - on our home. Stand for the right ! this our
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cho - rus we joy - ful - ly sing.
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E. A. H.
Rev. E. A. Hoffman.
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love Him? He has taught me hoAv to trust and pray. My gracious Lord,
love Him? He has pu - ri - fled and made me whole. My gracious Lord,
love Him? He hasthrilledmy soul ATithheav'nly bliss, My gracious Lord.
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No. 36.
There is Joy.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. TOWTTK*.
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1. Wayward feet are homeward turn-iiig, Long in er -ror^spathsa
2. "Fa-ther, I am no more wor -thy'.'' 'This my long lost son is
3. Take the filth -y garments from him, Bring the spot - less robe of
4. Oh.what sonss of ho - Iv pleas -ure, Yon-der cho - ral host in
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E.A. H.
Near to Thee.
Rev. E. A, Hoffman.
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1. Keep me ev - er near thy side,
And secure - ly shel - ter me.
2. Keep me dai - ly in the way,
And my friend and help - er be ;
3. Keep me cling -ing to the cross.
Let me there for re - fuge flee.
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Ev - er count-ing earth but dross. If I may but fol-low Thee.
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No. 38
Return Ye.
"Return unto me; for I have redeemed thee."—ls,SL. 44: 22.
N. E. Byers.
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1. Re -turn ye, saitli the Sav-iour, To all who are a - stray;
2 R9 -turn ye, saith the Sav - iour,Who died on calv-'ry's tree ;
3. "While in the far otl' couu-try, His lev -ing voice I heard.
4. Wilt thou not heed.the call, friend? God's mercy pleads with thee;
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For I who have redeeniedyou,Would give you life to - day.
For you a feast is read - y ; Taste of my love and see.
I came, and peace He gave me ; I 'm saved ; 0 praise the Lord.
And Christ Himself is wait - ing, To set sin's cap-tive free.
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No. 39. The Saviour is Coming.
Rev. G. V>'. Crofts.
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1. The moruiugis dawning, be - hold I A - way roll the shadows of
2. O long have I wait-ed to greet My Lord in the clouds of the
3. He com-eth to take me a - way From sickness and suf-f er-ing
■i. Re - joic- ing I ev - er shall reign With Christ in His Kingdom a -
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Copyright, 1890, by D. B. Towner.
No. 40. Cling to the Bible my Boy,
Will S. Hays. arr.
D. B. Towner.
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1. As your jour-ney thro' life to the grave you pur-sue, Tlier3 is
2. You may meet with mis - for- tunes and ^or-ro\vs and tears, You ma^
3. Put your faith in our Fa - ther and you will be. s^ron^/. Keep your
4. Ev-'rytime that you read it. you '11 learn something jiej^^.Of"^
5. 'Tis the an - chor of hope, and' the lamp that gives lisht.'T is the
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1. One s"sveet-ly, sol-emu thought Comes to me o'er and o'er:
2. Near - er my Fa-ther's house Where man -y man- sions be;
3. Near - er the bouud of life, "Where bur-deus are laid down ;
4. But ly - iug dark be-tweeu, Wind-ing dowu thro' the night;
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Xear-er to-day the great white throne ;Xear-er the crys-tal sea.
Near-er to leave the hear - y cross ; Xear-er to gain the crown.
There rolls the deep and un-known stream That leads at last to light.
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0 Father, perfect my trust !
Strengthen my power of faith !
Xor let me stand, at last, alone
Upon the shore of death.
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No. 42, There is Sunshine in my Soul.
Rev. E. S. U
Rev. E. S. Ufb^ord.
1. There is sun-shiue iu ray soul, hal - le - lu - jah! And my
2. There's a f east with-in my soul, hal - le - lu - jah! And my
3. There's a whis-per in mv soul, hal - le - lu - jah! 'Tis my
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Saviour's blessed face is shin-ing thro' ; It is sim- pie faith in Him,
Sav-iour oft- en comes and sups with me; In His word He has declared
Saviour's voice that speak-eth all the way. "Wait a lit-tle while, "saith He,
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Oh, the joy that's in my soul Since the Lord hath made me whole,
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There is Sunshine in my Soul..
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wheels. hal -le - la - jalil For He 's coming at the break of the day.
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No. 43. Coronation.
Uev. E. Ferron-f.t, 1780.
0. HOLDEN-, 179a.
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1 . All hail the po-vv'r of Je - sus' name I Let au- gels prostrate fall ;
2. Let ev-'ry kiu-dred, ev - 'ry tribe, On this ter - res-trial ball,
3. Oh, that -with yon- der sa - cred throng We at His feet may fall
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Bring forth the roy- dl di - a - clem, And crown Him Lord of all
To Him all maj- es - ty as - cribe. And crown Him Lord of all
We '11 join the ev - er - last - ing song, And crown Him Lord of all
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Bring forth the roj' - al
To Him all maj- es
We '11 join the ev - er
di - >t - dem,And crown Him Lord of all.
ty as-cribe, And crown Him Lord of all.
last- ing song, And crown Him Lord of all.
No. 44
. (y|(rVlio'll
be the Next.
Ella Lauder.
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D. B. Towner.
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Who'll he
Who'll he
Who'll be
Who'll be
the next to
the next to
the next to
the next to
^m
fol - low Je-sns? Tread-lug the bright and
bow be - fore Him. Who '11 be the next His
reach the king-dom?Leav-ing behind, the
heed the sum-mons "Come un-to me, Oh,
If you would reign with Christ f or-ev - er, You must o - bey His
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lieav'n-ly
praise to
path of
wea -ry
gra-cious
way,
sing,
sin,
one.'
call,
Lead - ing
And with
Look- ing
Do not
Serve Him
from earth to
the host of
to Je - sus
ne-glect the
on earth with
realms of
saints a
for sal
in - vi
brave en - deav - or
glo - ry.
dore Him
va - tion,
ta - tion.
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Chorus.
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Lead -ing from night to end - less day. Who '11 be the next,
Reign-ing a - bove, our Lord and King.
Bear -lug tile cross t"he crown to wdn.
You may not see to-moT-row's sun.
En - ter the ranks. there 'sroom for all. Oh,
AYho 11 be tlie next. Who '11 be tlie next the voke to wear? Who '11 be the
Oh,
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Who 11 be the Next.
next, "Who'llbethe uext. Who '11 be the next the cross to
Oh, Oil,
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No. 45. Glorying in the Cross.
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Isaac Watts.
EUCHAKIST. L. M.
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1. When I sur - vey the won - drous cross On which
2. For - bid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in
3. See, from his head. his hands, his feet, Sor - row
4. Were the whole realm of ua - ture mine, That were
it?^
Prince of glo - ry died,
death of Christ, my God:
love flow miug - led down:
pres - ent far too small;
the
the
and
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My rich - est gain I
All the vain things that
Did e'er such love and
Love so a - maz - ing.
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count but loss, And pour con - tempt on all my pride.
charm me most, I sac - ri - fice them to his blood.
sor - row meet. Or thorns com - pose so rich a crown?
so di - vine, De - mands my soul, my life, my all.
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No. 46. Hallelujah! I am Thine,
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Mrs. Harriet Jones
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D. B. TowxEK.
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1. I have plunged beneath the flood, I have felt the love di-vine;
2. I have seen Thy smil-ing face, I have heard Thy pard 'niug voice ;
3. Thou art ev - er bj^ my side All a -long my pil -grim "vvay ;
4. Oh, the sweets of pard 'ning love, All th? depths vre ne 'er can tell,
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Prec-ious Je - sus, thro' Thy blood, Thou art mine, and I am Thine.
I have felt Thy quick 'ning grace, In Thy love I now re-joice.
Thou artnearwheu woes be -tide, Near to strengthen day by day.
Till we reach the home a - bove, Where im-mor - talspir- its dwell.
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Chorus.
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Glo-ry ! glo
rv I I am Thine. Prec-ious Je - sus Thou art mine;
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Sweet, oh, sweet the love di-vine, Hal-le - lu
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jahl I am Thine.
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No. 47. Sailor on the Ocean.
W. A. O.
W. A. Ogdex.
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1. Sail - or on tlie o - cean
2. Pil-grim on the high-way
J. Shepherd Avho Thy flock art
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sail-ing. sail -ing,
go-ing. go-iiig,
guid-ing. guid-ing,
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See the bea-cou
On thy jonr-ney
Lead them in - to
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light a - far, Bless
here be - low, There ':
pas-tures fair ; By
-ed ones thy craft are
i a perfect- Guide' e'er
the bless-ed 'Rock' be
hail-iug, hail-iug,
liowing. showing
hid -ing, hid-iug,
Yon-der from the har-bor bar.
Th23 the 'way of life' to know
Wli^re the cooling wa-ters are.
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Sail - or. sail -or on life's o-cean,
Pil-grim, pilgrim on life's jonruey,
Shepherd. Shepherd aent -Iv gnid -ing,
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Look to
Look to
Look to
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the -Light' that 's shining clear,
thy 'Guide' He's ev - er near,
the'Rock' it stand -eth near,
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of beau -ty.
of beau-ty.
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No. 48.
Work on.
Words arraiiijred.
Rev. E. S. Ufford.
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1. O toil - er in tlie
2. For thou -with joy re -
3. The day of vine-yard
4-. Ah I -Nvlio would id - Iv
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vine -yard Faint not for thou shalt reap,
turn - ing, Doubt-less shall come a - gain,
lab - or, But brief may prove to be,
lin - ger Or from the vineyard stay,
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Most prec-ious seed thou bear - est. Then wherefore dost thou weep.
Bear -ing thy sheaves in tri - umph : Thy toil is not in vain.
A wond 'rous Aveight of glo - ry ' T is in re -serve for thee.
With such a prize be -fore Him Let all "go work to -day."
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Work on. work on. The harvest is passing a - way,
Work on. work on, work on,
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Work on, work on. The Mas-ter is leading the way.
Work on, Mork on.
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No. 49. What more could He do? ^i
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Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
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sweet and so
deem from its
righteousness
Fa-ther for
true,
Avoe
due,
YOU,
Of Je - sus wlio died in our
A full sat - is - f ac-tion He
For mer - cy to op - en the
Thv heart witli con -tri -tion to
place :
made,
way,
move,
What m ore , oh , what more could He do ?
O broth-er,what more could He do?
My broth-er , what more could He do ?
Sav,broth-er, what more could He do ?
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What more could He do, what
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more could He do? Say, brother, "what more could He do?
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shed His own blood for a sin-cleansing flood, 0 brother. what more could He do ?
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Copyright, 1890, by D. B. Towxer.
No. 50
The Rest Beyond.
" There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God."— Heb. 4:
X. E. B.
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1. In the Book there is a sto-ry, Oft in child-hood told to me;
2. Of earth's toiling are you wea-ry?Sweetly lean on Je - sus' breast.
3. No more sorrow, care or sighing ;Freed from mor-tal fear and pain;
4. Then cheer up, my fainting brother, Soon will come the promised res^t r
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Of a home prepared in glo-ry, Where the pure in heart shall be.
Tho' the way is sometimes dreary, There re-mains a peaceful rest.
In the land be-yond the dy-ing, We with Christ shall ev-er reign.
Fol-low Christ, seek not an-oth-er. He will lead to mansions blest.
Chorus
There 's a home .... prepared in glo - ry, Safe from
Sweet place of rest pre - pared in glo-rjs
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earth - ly flame and flood ; I be - lieve . . . the good okl
ev'ry earthly dan - ger,flame and flood; that it is true the
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sto - ry;
good old
Sweet rest for the chil - dren of God.
sto - ry ;
m^m^.
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Copyright, 1890. by X. E. Btees.
No. 51.
Vale of Beulah.
Rev. E. A. Hoffman.
D. B. Towner.
1. I am pass -ing down the val-ley that they say is so lone,
2. Not a shad-ow, not a shad-ow ev - er dark-ens the way,
3. So I jour -ney with re- joic- ing toward the cit - y of Light,
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For a radiance
AVhile each day my
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all the pat
of rare gl
joy is dee
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h-way is with flow'rs 0 - ver -grown.
3 - ry shines up - on it all day.
p - er and the path grows more bright.
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'Tis to me the vale of Beu-lah, 'Tis a beau - ti - ful way.
And the mus - ic sweet - ly chant - ed by the hear - en - ly throng.
And I near the op - en port - als of the Kingdom a - bove,
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For the Sav-iour walks be -side me, my com -pan -ion all day.
Floats in ca-dence down the val - ley, and it cheers me a - long.
For this Mgh-way leads to Ca-naan, to theKing-dom of love.
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For the love
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ly land of Ca-naan in
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Vale of Beu - lah ! Vale of Beu - lah ! Thou art prec-ious to
me.
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Copyright, 1S9ft by D. B. Townkr.
No. 52 The Wages of Sin is Death,
Kev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. TOWKKK.
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1. O soul on worldly pleasures bent,
2. Thine is a broad and frequent path,
3. Why ■will ye spend your strength for bread,
4. Lo I here is meet and drink in-deed,
On earth - ly good and
But they that walk there -
That can - not sat -is -
In rich and full sup -
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gain, When all thy days and toils are spent. What
in, Must reap the bit-ter-ness of death, The
f y, Come see the ta-ble grace has spread And
ply, Life, par - don, Son-ship, all you need. And
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wilt thou have but
Avag - es of their
with - out money,
glo - ry bye and
pain,
sin.
buy.
bve.
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The wag-es of sin is death, *
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Copyright, 1889, by D. K. Towxeb.
When sung by mixed voices use the chorus marked No. 2.
The Wages of Sin is Death.
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Is death, is death, But the gift of God is e - ter - iial life
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Thy sins may be like scarlet red
And guilt thy steps persue,
Judgment be frowning overhead
And death thy portion due;
6
Let tears of penitence be shed
And cry forgive, forgive,
And by the drops that Jesus bled
Thy soul shall surely live.
CHORUS No. 2. for mixed voices.
mil. . . .a tempo.
Is death, is death. But the gift of God is e - ter - nal life, Is e -
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No. 53. Jesus of Nazareth died for me.
AVm. H. Clark.
?z\l^^±z.
W.M. J. KlRKPATHICIv.
i. I 'in helpless, Lord, to Thee I Ily, In mer - cy hear me when I cry,
2. I know Thou wilt my sins forgive, For Thou hast bid me turn and live,
3. My Saviour now is lift-ed up, I look to Him, ray on -ly hope,
4. And now I hear Thy pard'ning voice, That bids me in Thy love re-joice,
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While now I
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urge one on - ly plea : Je -sus of Naz -areth died for
With longing heart I come to Thee : Je -sus of Naz -areth died for
I trust Thy word and press the plea : Je -sus of Naz -areth died for
My soul doth triumph in the plea : Je -sus of Naz -areth died for
m
me!
me!
me!
me !
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Je -sus of Naz-a-reth died for me, Died to redeem me and set me free ;
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This is my hope my on - ly plea : Je - sus of Naz - a-reth died for me !
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Copyright, 1887, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.
No. 54. A Shelter in the Time of Storm,
Arr. from an Irish Fisherman's Song.
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1. The Lord 'sour Rock, in Him we hide, A shel-ter in the time of
2. A shade by day, de-fence by night, A shel-ter in the time of
3. The raging storms may round us beat, A shel-ter in the time of
4. O Hock di-vine, O Re-fugedear, A shel-ter in the time of
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storm, Se-cure whatev - er ill be-tide, A shel-ter in the time of storm.
storm, No fears a-larm, no foes affright, A shel-ter in the time of storm.
storm. We '11 nev -er leave our safe re-treat, A shel-ter in the time of storm.
storm, Be Thou our helper ev - er near, A shel-ter in the time of storm.
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Oh. Je - sus is a Rock
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land
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a wea - ry land.
Oh. Je - sus is
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Rock in a wea-rv land, A shel-ter in tlietiine of storm.
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Arr. copyrighted, by D. B. Towner. 1890.
No. 55. Though your Sins be as Scarlet.
F. J. Crosby.
Duet. Oently.
W. H. DoANE, b}' per
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1. "Tho' your sins be as scarlet,They shall be as white as snow; as snow;
2. Hear the voice that entreats you, Oh, return ye nn- to God! to God!
?i. He '11 forgive your transgressions, And re-mem-ber them no more ; no more ;
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Tho' they be red
He is of great
Look nn- to Me,
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Tho' they be red
like crimson, They shall be as wool;'
compas-sion,And of wondrous love ;
ye peo-ple," Saith the Lord your God;
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' Tho' your sins be as scar-let, Tho' your sins be as scar-let.
Hear the voice that entreats you, Hear the voice that entreats you.
He '11 f or-give your transgres-sions, He '11 forgive your transgression.s.
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They shall be
Oh, re-turn
as white as snow,They shall be
ve un - to God ! Oh, re-turn
as white as snow.'
ve un - to God I
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And re-mem - ber them no more, And re-mem -ber them no more.
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No. 56.
I long to be There.
Arraiiiired
D. B. TOWXER.
1. O homeof rest! for thee I sigh : When will the moment come,
2. There ev-er-last- ing Spring a-bides, And nev - er Avith'ring flow 'rs>;
3. Sweet fields be-yond the swelling flood Stand dressed in liv - ing green.
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AVhen I shall lay my ar-mor by, And dwell with Christ at home.
Deathlike a nar - row sea divides This hap-py land from ours.
So to the Jews fair Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled be-tween.
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Oh, that home . . so bright and fair.
Hap - py home so bright and fair. bright and fair
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1 Hap-py home. how I long to be there.
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robes of white. Oh. I Ions:.
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yes,
I long
be there.
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Wo. 57. Hallowed Hour of Prayer.
E. A. HOFFMAXX.
J. H. TEIOfEY
1. 'T is the liallowedhour of pray 'r, And we trust-ing -ly bring All our
2. 'T is the prec-ions honr of pray 'r, And we humb -ly en-treat : Fa -ther,
3. 'T is the sa -cred hour of pray 'r,Calm as heav-en a - bove ; Soul to
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heart is SAveet - ly filled With a peace most pro-found ; Oh, the
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stow the ben - e - diction Of Thy peace from a-bove.
place is like toHeaven Where such true joys abound!
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No 59,
I need Thee, Lord.
E. A. Hoffman.
Chas, Edw. Prior, by per.
1. When cherished j 03' s have tak- en wing, And sor- row wounds me
2. When sin has robbed me of my peace, And brought me in- to
3. When strong tempta-tions come to me To tear my trembling
4. I need Thee, pre cious Lord, just now, As at the mer-cy-
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Thine Alone,
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
K. T. Owen.
By grace redeemed thro' Thy blood, O Lord, I am Thine, Thine a
I am dead to sin but a- live to Thee, And I'm Thine, Thine a
What peace it brings to my heart to know I am Thine, Thine a
Thvname I love and Thy ser-vice choose,! am Thine, Thine a
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To watch and wait or to will and do, I am
Now make me meet for my Mas - ter's use For I 'm
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Thine, Thine a - lone.
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No. 61.
Which Side?
A. J. Siiov>
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AVho is on the Lord's slde?"\Vho will serve the King?^yho will be His helpers
Jesus, Thou hast bought us, Not with gold or gem But with Thine own life blood
Fierce must be the conllict Strong may be the f os, But the King's own army
Cho-sen to be soldiers In an a -lien land, Chosen. calf'd and faithful
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For Thy di - a-dsm :\Vith Thy blessing filling Each who comes to Thee,
Xone may o - A'erthrow •,rJound His standard ranging Vic-t'ry is se-cure,
For our Captain's band ;In the service rov - al, Let us not grow cold,
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Thou hast made us Avilling.Thou hast made us free.
For His truth unchanging Makes the triumph sure.
Let us be right lov-al, Xoble. true and bold.
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1. Once morj we've met ill Je-sus' uame.Ia this ap-poiut-ed place,
2. To - getb - er we have read God's word,To-geth-er joined in prayer
3. To - geth - er la - bored with our might The wan-der - er to guide
4. How sweet has been this tran-qnil hour. How SM'eet this feast of love ;
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And by the Ho - ly Spirit's flame Have seen onr Saviour's face.
Our hearts in tune - f ul praise out-pour'd. And breathed ce-les - tial air.
From sin and dark - ness in - to light, AVhere joys supreme a - bide.
Oh, may we ev - er feel the power That cometh from a- bo ve.
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No, 63.
On Calvary's Brow.
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No. 64.
To-day.
Rev. J. H. Sammis
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1. To - day, to-day the Father waits His loving f a-vor to bestow : While
2. To-day, to-day the Son repeats His gracious '-whosoev-er will" And
3. To - day, to-day the Spirit pleads. And shall He seek your soul in vain ; Not
4. To - day, to-day the "Bride says come" And leads the way to Calva -ry, Now,
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mer - cy op-ens wide her gate, That lov - ing fa -vor you may know,
oh, how sweetly He entreats, Come, soul, beloved, there 's mercy still,
al -ways so He in - tercedes, But goes and nev-er comes a -gain,
while the ransomed gather home Come trembling sinner hith-er flee.
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No. 65. Jesus will let you in,
A. S. K.
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1. Come to our Fa - ther's house, Come, ere the day be gone;
2. Look at thewea - ry way; Look where thy feet have trod;
3. Dark-er thy path -Avay groAVS ; Soon will the night come down ;
4. Fly from the fields of sin; Fly for thy life to - day;
5. Here will thy soul find rest, Safe from each an - gry blast;
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Find - ing no rest nor peace, — Wand'ring a - way from God.
Fierce - ly the lightnings flash ; Dark - er the tem - pests frown.
Fly to our Fa-ther's house ; En - ter the nar - row way.
Here find a per - feet peace, — Joys that for- ev - er last.
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Let the Stranger in.
Harriet Jones.
D. B. TowxER.
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2. He wait - etli now — His uail-pierced hand Is knocking on th}-
3. This friend has wait - ed there be - fore, Has oft - en knocked up-
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No. 67 What Joy the Gospel Brings.
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2. It falls up-on the heart like raiu. When flowers droop and die,
3. It brings new life in -to the dead, And op - ens pris -on doors,
4. It helps to bear each weary cross, To meek - ly suf - fer wrong,
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When glittering gems the fields adorn, And all is fair and bright.
It makes the des-ert bloom a -gain, Be-neath a sum-mer sky.
It lifts the sorrow drooping head. And con - so - la-tion bears.
It com -pensates for ev - 'ry loss. And fills our mouths with song.
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What joy,whatjoy thegos-pel brings To this sad world be - low.
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No. 68. Take up Thy Cross.
N. E. Btebs.
1. If ray dis-ciple thou would'st be, The low - ly Sav-iour saith,
2. Tho' hard at times the way raay seem, And drear - y stretch the road,
3. But man - y scatter'd ros - es grow A -long therug-ged way.
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I'll be thy guide till death.
To ease thy heavy load.
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My brother, will you come with me
And follow this dear Lord?
On earth His true disciple be
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And if we make His name our trust
He '11 never givv3 us o'er.
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No, 69. Oh, where will you be?
Rev. J.
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man - sions of glo - ry and end - less de- light? Or far from the
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1. There is a dear and hallowed spot. Oft present to my eye:
2. Oh, Avhat a scene M'as there displayed. Of love and a - go - ny,
3. AVhen fainting un-der guilt's dread load. Un-to the cross I'll fly,
4. And when shall come to me at last. The hour when I must die.
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Power to save,
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2. Oh, that song ray soul is thrill - ing, Je - sus saves the soul that 's
3. Sin- ner come, if thou'lt re-ceive Him, Look to Je - sus and be-
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lieve Him, ; All vour lif« and serv-ice give Him, Je - sus
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Je - sus Christ has power to save.
No. 72,
Silver Street. S. M.
Philip Doddridge.
Isaac Smith-.
1. Grace! 'tis a charm-ing sound, Har - monious
2. Grace first contrived the way To save re
3. Grace led my wand 'ring feet To tread the
4. Grace all the work shall crown Thro' ev - er
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lays in heav 'n the top - most stone And well deserved the praise,
No. 73.
Jacob's Well.
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No. 74. Blessed Saviour ! Thee I love.
(SPANISH HYMN.)
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All my gain I count but loss.
Earthly pleasures fade away,
Clouds they are that hide my day,
Hence, vain shadows, let me see
Jesus crucified for me.
Blessed Saviour ! Thine am I,
Thine to live, and Thine to die,
Height, or depth, or earthly power.
Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more,^
Ever shall my glory be,
Blessed Saviour, only Th«e.
No. 75. The old Ship Zion,
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No. 76. O, How I Love Jesus.
Charles Wesley.
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Je -sus, the name high o - ver all In hell, or earth, or sky;
Je - sus, the name to sin-ners dear, The name to sin - ners given ;
O, that the world might taste aud see The rich - es of his grace:
His on - ly right-eons-ness I show;His sav - ing truth pro-claim ;
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scat - ters all their guilt-y fear, It turns their hell to heav'n.
arms of love that compass me Would all mankind em -brace.
all my business here be - low. To cry, '"Behold the Lamb!"
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T. Moore.
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1. Come ye dis-con-solate,where-e'er ye lan-guish, Come to the
2. Joy of the des-o-late, light of the straying, Hope of the
3. Here see the Bread of Life. see wa-ters floAV-ing Forth from the
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Here bring your woimd-ed hearts,
Here speaks the Com-f ort - er,
Come to the feast of love,
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"l3V. F. Dentsox.
D. B. Towner.
'.. r$y Jor - dan's strand we joy- ful stand, Tho'rag-iug bil-lows roll,
2. All storms that rise in earth - ly skies O - bey di - vine command :
3. From heav'n is bow'd the pillared cloud, Our pil - grim van to hold,
4. Tho' all earth's light should sink from sight, There glows one death-less gem,
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For bright be - fore we see the shore Dear homeland of the soul.
Who stilled the sea of Gal - i - lee Holds tem-pests in His hands.
God's word di-vides the threat'ning tides Now as in days of old.
O'er mount and wave it shines to save, Blest star of Beth - le -hem.
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No. 80. We are on our Journey Home,
Rev. ClIAKLES Beecher.
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1. We are on our jour-ney home, Where Christ our Lord is gone;
2. We can see that dis -taut home, Tlio' clouds rise dark be-tween;
3. 0 glo - ry shin - ing far From the nev - er set -ting sun,
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We shall meet a - round His throne, When He makes His peoi^le one.
Faith views the ra - diant dome, And a Ins-tre flash-es keen.
O tremblina; morn- ins: star! Our journey's al-most done.
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O rest eternal there ! Those mansions fair to see,
AVhen shall the exiles come O Lord ! Thy heavens bow.
Where they cease from earthly care. And raise us up with Thee,
Copyright, 1890, by D. B. Townek.
No. 81,
Wond'rous Love.
Words arranged by Ella Lauder.
D. B. Tow:vER.
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1. Hark I my soul ! it is the Lord, 'Tis thy Saviour — hear His word,
2. Can a mother's love and care, Leave the ten-der child she bare?
3. Thine is an un-changing love, High-er than the heights a -bove,
4. Lord, it is my chief complaint. That my love is weak and faint.
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"Yes, she may f or - get - f ul be,
Deep - er than the depths beneath,
Yet I love Thee and a - dore.
'Say poor sin - ner lovest thou me."
Yet will I re-mem-ber thee?"
Ev - er faith -ful, strong as death.
Oh, fororrace to love Thee more.
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No. 82. Jesus is mighty to save,
Annie AVittenmyer
Fischer, by per.
1. All glo - ry to Je - sus
2. From the darkness and sin and
3. Oh.the rap -tn-rous heights of
4. In Him all my wants are
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His love,
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light of His love,
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And all may be wash'd and for - given, And
He has brought me, and made me an heir. To
My soul all His fullness would prove. And
And free - ly His blood is ap - plied, His
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Je-sus can save even me. Yes, Je-sus is mighty to save, . . . .
kingdoms and mansions a-bove.
live in His lov-ing embrace,
blood that makes whiter than snow. is might -y to save,
And all His sal -va-tion may know. . . OnHisbo-som I lean
sal - va - tion may know ;
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The Royal Way.
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D. A. NiEL.
1. We may spread our couch -with ros - es, And sleep thro' the summer day ;
2. To one who is rear'd in splen-dor,Tlie cross is a heav-y load;
3. We say we will w^alk to - mor-row The path we re-fuse to - day ;
4. The world and the flesh de - ny - ing, The word of the Lord o - bey.
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And the feet that are soft and ten-der, Will shrink from the thorny road.
And still with our lukewarm sor-row We shrink from the nar-row way.
Oil His promise and presence re -lying, Be faithful and watch and pray
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But the chains of the soul must he riv -en. And wealth must be as dros
What heeded the chosen e - lev-en, How the fortunes of life might tos
He Avill make all the rough places e - ven, And calm the deep when me cro.-
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The Royal Way.
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For the roy - al way to heav - en
For the roy - al way to heav - en
As they f ollow'd their Master to heav- en
And we'll ask no way to heav - en
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Is the ro}' - al way
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Mrs. E. P. Prentiss. AV. H. Doane, by per.
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1. More love to Thee, O Christ ! More love to Thee! Hear Thou the
2. Once earth-ly joy I crav'cl,Sought peace and rest ; Now Thee a -
3. Let sor-row do its work, Send grief and pain, Sweet are Thy
4. Then shall my lat - est breath Whis-per Thy praise ; This be tlie
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lone I seek, Give what is best;
mes-sengers. Sweet their re - f rain ;
part-ing cry My heart sliall raise ;
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This is my earn-est plea ;
This all my pray'r shall be.
When they can sing with me —
This still its prav'r shall b ^ :
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Go, work to-day.
Rev. G. W. Crofts.
D. B. Towner.
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1 . Go, Avork to-day I the Lord commands 1 Go, work to-day ! there's much to do !
2. Go, work to-day ! break up the ground, And scatter far the gos-pel grain,
3. Go, work to-day ! some soul to save, From ev-er-last- ing death and woe,
4. Go, work to-day ! to-morrow's sun May shine upon your lifeless day,
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Before you now" the Master stands,And speaks these thrilling words to you.
Go, make a harvest wave around,Andflow'rs adorn the desert plain.
Out thro' the dark devouring wave, Where Christ doth guide the life-boat, go !
To-day the crown of life is won,Go,work to-day, go, work to-day.
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Copyright, 1890, by D. B. Towner.
No. 86. Alleluia ! Hark they sing,
TheO. SCIIKXK.
J. H. KOSFX'RAXS.
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1. Who are these, like stars ap-pear-ing, These before God's throne who stand?
2. Who are these, in dazzling brightness, Clothed in God's own righteonsness?
3. These are they, who have con-tend-ed For their Sav-iour's hon-or long :
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No. 87. Conquering Canaan,
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
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1. Sol -diers of the Liv - ing God Up and take the laud.
2. There in He-bron's leaf -y vale Esh - col's clus - ters grow;
3. Sa- tan's loft - y tow - ers rise Proud - ly to the sky;
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There in pleas - ant pas -tures green Milk and hon - ey flow.
Man - y gi - ants, might -y foes, May our host de - fy.
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Conquering Canaan.
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No. 88,
Till He Come.
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2. On - ly a few more days of life's dark jour - ney. Thio'des-ert
3. On - ly a lit - tie lon-ger must we wan - der. Be- lore ihe
4. On - ly a lit - tie Ion - ger. glad - ly wait - ing In ser-vice
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No. 89. Whisper a Message,
Myra Judson.
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W. H. DOANE.
1. Sav-iour,the day is de - clin-ing, Oh, for a moment with
2. All the day long I have la - bored, Now would I tar - ry with
3. Soft as the zeph-yr that mur-mured Ten-der - ly o - ver the
4. Un - der Thy ban-ner of mer - cy, Guard-ed and safe would I
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Come at this hour of de - vo-tion, Whis-per
Je - sus, my bless -ed Re-deem - er, Whis-per
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No. 90. A Mighty Fortress.
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great, And armed with cru-el hate, On earth i& not his e - qual.
name. From age to age the same, And he must win the bat - tie.
And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us;
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The Prince of darkness grim, —
We tremble not for him ;
His rage we can endure.
For lo! his doom is sure, —
One little word shall fell him.
That word above all earthly powers-
No thanks to them — abideth ;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go,.
This mortal life also:
The body they may kill;
God's truth abideth stilly
His Kingdom is forever;
No. 91. In heavenly Love abiding.
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1. Fa- ther in Thy love draw near us, Thro' Thy Son our Saviour hear us.
2. Fa-ther who to life hast brought us, Son of God whose blood has bought us,
3. Bv the sense of sins for-giv - en. Bv tha Liv-ins; Bread from heav-en,
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By Tliy ho- ly Spir-it cheer us, Gathered in this sa- cred place.
Spir-it who hast led and taught us; Mag-ui - fy in us Thy grace.
Oh, f ul-fll the promise giv - en Un - to them that seek Thy face.
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No. 93. Give your Heart to God To-night.
Annie Wall
Moderalo.
S. E. BrERS.
1. I am trembling in the bal-ance, Almost Je - sus Christ prevails
2. Mem-'rypoints me to the morning Of my childhood days and there
3. I will heed the pleading Spir -it, And will o - pen wide the door ;.
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Bids me heed the faithful teachings, Of that moth - er for the right;
I will leave my sins bs-hind me. And to God will fly for light;
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While she seems to whis-per soft - ly "Give your heart to God to -night."
Know-ingthat He waits to bless me, i will seek His face to -night.
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That Means Me.
Rev. Ebnest G.
Wesley.
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That means me I Life and joy He gives to all, Who up - on His
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full and free, Came the sinner's friend to be, That means me.
life to give, Died all sin-ners to for- give, That means me.
name will call, Free sal - va-tion, free for all. That means me.
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No. 95.
Flee as a Bird.
Expression.
Maky S. B. Dana, 18-tO.
1. Flee as a bird to your moiin-taiu,Thou who art weary of
2. He will protect thee for - ev - er, Wipe ev-'ry fall - ing
sin;
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Go to the clear-flowing f oun - tain, Where you may wash and be clean ;
He will forsake thee. oh. nev
Sheltered so ten - der - ly there
Fly, for th "aveng -er i;
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near thee, Call, and the Sav-iour will
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Mrs. Hakuiet Jonk<
D. B. Towner.
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1. The augels watch till early morning, They see the shadows dls-ap -pear;
2. The weeping Mary meets the Master.She hears her name in accents clear;
3. The two dis-ciples journey onward. A wondrous stranger lingers near;
4. He lives I He lives 1 O hal -le - lu -jah I Go spread the tidings far and near :
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The tomb is vacant where they laid Him. Behold I a ris-en Christ is here.
He bids her go and tell the sto-ry. Behold I a ris-en Christ is here.
At last they cry in joy and wou-der. Behold 1 a ris-en Christ is here.
Go sing His praise and tell the sto - ry . Behold I a ris-en Christ is here.
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No. 97.
When He comes,
A. P. Cobb.
J. H. Fillmore.
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1. Are 3'ou ready for .vour Lord should He come, should He come ; Are you
2. Oh, there '11 be re - joic-ing wheu He comes, when He comes : If we
3. See ! the saints eu - ter in, when He comes, when He comes ; To the
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read-y for your summons home, Does your an-xious spirit burn His ap-
summer hours,
hear Him say-ing, children come. Come ye blessed, enter in I have
children come,
wedding when the Bridegroom comes, Brightly burning is each light. And in
when He comes,
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pear-ing to dis-cern? Are you ready if your Lord should come?
cleansed you from all sin, Oh, there '11 be re - joic-ing when He comes,
raiment spotless white, See the saints en -ter in when He comes.
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No, 98.
And Can it Be?
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And can it be that I should gain An in t' rest in the Savior's blood?
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He left his Father's throne above;
So free, so infinite his grace !
Emptied himself of all but love.
And bled for Adam's helpless race;
jf:'Tis mercy all, immense and free
No condemnation now I dread. —
Jesus, ^vith all in him, is mine;
Alive in him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine
:Bold I approach th' eternal throne,
FfOr, O my Gk)d, it found out me!:|| lAnd claim thecrowii,thro'Christmy own.
No, 99. I know I 'm redeemed.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. TOWNEK.
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1. Oh, how blest is the man un - to whom He hath said, "Go in
2. But I was not re-deemed with cor -rupt - i - ble things ; Neither
3. Who is He that con-demns? it is Je - sus that died, Yea, that
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liv - eth a - gain, and in Him jus - ti - fled, From the fav - or of
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Lamb, his Be-loved was I bought,Precious blood of the Lamb,without
God I can nev - er be moved, For a sin-ner He found me, re -
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Mrs. L. H. SiCtOurney.
Laborers of Christ, arise,
(AHIRA. S. M.)
Greatorex.
1. Laborers of Christ, a - rise, And gird you for the toil. The
2. Go where the sick re-cline, Where mourning hearts deplore. And
3. By faith, which looks above, With pray'r your constant guest, And
4. So shall you share the wealth That earth may ne'er de-spoil, And
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The Sinner's Cry.
Rev. G. W. Crofts.
D. B. Towner.
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Take all my lep-rous stains a - way. And make myspir-it whole,
A nd shook his soul with dread a - larm So fear - f ul was the sight.
Far as the east is from the west In to - ken of Thy love.
And let sal - va - tion full and free Rs-joice my waiting soul.
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The Sinner's Cry.
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(GEER C. M.)
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2. It tells me of a Saviour's love,Who died to set me free.
3. It bids mv trembling soul re -joice, And dries each ris - ing tear,
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Jesus bids you come.
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D. B. Towner.
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2. Burdened with guilt wouldst thou he blessed, Trust not the world, it
3. Come leave thy bur - den at the cross, Count all thy gains but
4. Come,hith-er bring thy bod - ing fears, Thy ach - ing heart, thy
5. The Spir - it and the Bride say"come," Re-joic - ing saints re-
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gives no rest, I bring re- lief to hearts op - pressed :0h,,
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burst -ing tears, 'Tis mer - cy's voice sa -lutes thy ears, Oh,,
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2. Lone - ly with- out He 's stay - ing, Lone-ly with-in am I,
3. All thro' the dark hours drear-y, Knocking a -gain is He,.
4. Door of my heart I hast - en ! Thee will I o - pen wide ;
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While I am still de - lay - ing, Will He not pass me by?
Je - sus, art Thou not wea - ry Wait -ing so long for me?
Though He re-buke and chast - en, He shall with me a - bide.
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No. 106. Hark ! the Trump of God,
Rev. E. A. Hoffman.
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J. H. Tenney.
1. Hark ! the trump of God is sounding ! Cor - o - na-tion day is come!
2. Summoned to a home of gio - ry,And a robe of pur -est -white,
3. To the front, my faithful comrades! Christ is wait-ing for you there ;
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Take j^our place among the ransomed, In the land of peerless light.
To the front for cor - o ~ na-tion,Your in-her - it-ance to share.
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Rev. J. H.
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1 . There are friends we love in glo - ry who have walk'd with us be-low,
2. We have laughed and wept to-geth-er on this ev - er-changing shore,
3. One by one they left me weeping, gaz - ing up-ward thro' my tears,
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old fa - mil - iar plac - es, I shall nev - er see them more,
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Jesus is mine.
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1 Fade, fade, each earthly joy,
Jesus is mine :
Break every mortal tie,
Jesus is mine :
Dark is the wilderness,
Earth has no resting place,
Jesus alone can bless,
Jesus is mine.
3 Farewell, ye dreams of night,
Jesus is mine :
Mine is a dawning bright,
Jesus is mine :
All, that ray soul has tried,
Left but a dismal void ;
Jesus has satisfied;
Jesus is mine.
2 Tempt not my soul away,
Jesus is mine :
Here would I ever stay,
Jesus is mine :
Perishing things of clay,
Born but for one brief day,
Pass from my heart away,
Jesus is mine.
4 Farewell, mortality!
Jesus is mine :
Welcome, eternity I
Jesus is mine :
Welcome, O loved and blest;
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest;
Welcome, my Saviour's breast ;
Jesus is mine.
No. 109, Lights along the Shore.
Josephine Pollard.
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' t Je - sus reigns, and heav'n re - joic-es, Je - sus reigns, the God of love.
o r King of glo - ry ! reign for-ev -er,Thinean ev - er - lasting crown.
^' \ Nothing from Thy love shall sev - er,Those whom Thou hast made Thine own.
„ f Saviour, has-ten Thine ap - pear-ing,Bring. oh. bring the glorious day.
* t When the aw-f ul summons hear-ing, Heav'n and earth shall pass away.
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Hap-py objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face.
Then with golden harps we 'Using, Glo-ry. glory to our King.
See He sits ou yon-(ler throne, Jesus rules "^ the world alone."
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Star of my Night,
Mrs. C. L. Shacklock.
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2. Giv^eme, O Sav-iour, the bless-ing of peace; I am in bondage, my
3. When the dark vallev of death I have pass'd,Oh,then receive me and
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spir - it re -lease; Cleanse me and make me all spot-less with-in ;
guide me at last, In - to the beau -ti-fulhome of the blest,
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Pit - y - ing Jesus, compassionate me. Star of mynight,brightstarof mynlght.
Free me f orev-er from fetters of sin.
Glo-ri-ous kingdom of heavenly rest.
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No, 112. Hast thou heard of Jesus ?
Mrs. E. C. Ellsworth.
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1. Hast thou heard of that wonderful Je-sus, Who dwelt among sinners, a
2. Hast thou heard of that wouderfulJe-sus, Re - ject- ed by sinners of
3. Hast thou heard of that wonderful Je-sus, Dwells now with the lowly in
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No. 113. Who are these in bright Array.
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On immortal fruit they feed ;
Them the Lamb, amid the throne,
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Joy and gladness banish sighs —
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And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tears.
No. 114.
1 Palms of glory, raiment bright,
Crowns that never fade away,
Gird and deck the saints in light ;
Priests, and kings, and conquer-
ors, they.
Yet the conquerors bringtheirpalms
To the Lamb amid the throne ;
And proclaim, in joyful psalms,
Victory through His cross alone.
Kings for harps their crowns
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Crying, as they strike the chords
"Take the kingdom ; it is Thine,
Kingof kings and Lord of lords."
Round the altar, priests confess,
If their robes are white as snow,
'T was their Saviour's righteous-
ness,
And His blood that made them so..
Who are these ?0n earth they dwelt^
Sinners once of Adam's race;
Guilt, and fear, and suffering felt.
But were saved by sovereign
grace.
The^r Tvere mortal, too, like us :
Ah,when we, like them shall die^
May our souls, translated thus.
Triumph, reiirn. and shine, on
high I' James Montgo:,ieKx.
No. 115. Are you coming to Jesus now ?
Mrs. C. L. Shacklock.
D. B. Towner.
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2.Fromtheglo - ry of the kingdom, To re-deem the lost He
3. He has paved the way be-fore yon. In the gate a -jar He s
4, Is your soul in bond-age pin -ing? He has all your ransom
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Now He asks you to re-ceiveHim,And to bear His bless-ed name.
Will you lin - ger, i- dly straying,While He waits with outstretch'd hands?
Are you wea - ry, heav-y - la-den? Up - on Him your sins are laid.
Will j'ou long - er slight His mer-cy, Turn-ing from the o -pen door.
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No. 116. I '11 enter the open Door.
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3. I have long'd for the bliss of
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ing TTiat Je - sus will let me in.
For the door of His love is o - pen,
I have on - ly the plea to of - f er,
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That Je - sus for me has died,
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And with on -ly my heart to give Him. I haste to His bless-ed side.
'Tismv Saviour that bids me welcome, 111 en - terthe o - pen door.
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No. 117
Welcome, Hour of Praise
and Prayer,
( SICILY.)
Sicilian Melody.
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, f Welcome. hour of sol-emn meetins:. "Welcome. honr of praise and pray'r !
\ Far from earthly scenes re -treatinac. In Th}' blessinors we would share.
f, r Be Thou near us, bless-ed Saviour. Still at morn and eve the same;
*" \ Give us faith that can-not wav-er, Kin-die in us hea^'n's own flame.
q / When the f er-vent pray'r is sflowins:. Sa-cred Spir-it.hear that pray'r ;
When the joy - ous song is flowin2:. Let that song Thine impress bear.
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Sa - cred season, sa - cred season, In Th\^ blessings we would share.
Blessed Saviour, blessed Saviour, Kin-die in us heav'n's own flame.
Sa - cred Spirit, Sa - cred Spirit. L?t that song Thine im - press bear.
No. 118. The King will be there.
Mrs. Harriet Jones
D. B. Towner.
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2. I '11 w^ork for the Mas-ter what-ev - er may come, Will fight 'neath His
3. Come,brothers,en-list 'neath His ban-ner to -clay, Come, share in the
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gold-en, and mausious all bright; The sougs of the ransomed and
ban-ner "vvhere-ev - er I roam; His name be confess -lug in
pleasures a - long the high-way ; There "s none oth-er ser - vice such
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ev-er -y place, And then, in bright glo-ry, I '11 gaze ou His face,
rap-ture will bring, 'T will lead you at last to the home of our Kinc;.
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No. 119. Don't keep Jesus waiting.
Rev. G. W. Crofts.
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1. Don't keep Jesus waiting. Waiting ever - more, Hark ! He knocketh softly
2. Do n't keep Jesus waiting,Waitingatthedoor, How He sufiered for thee
3. Do n't keep Jesus waiting. Friend He is and more, As thy Saviour loves thee,
4. Do n't keep Jesus waiting. Till the day is o'er, Sad should Jesus leave thee,
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All thy sins He bore ; Bid Him freely en-ter, Bid Him, I im-plore.
None e'er loved be-fore ; Do not turn Him from thee. Do not, I im-plore.
Leave thee ev-er - more : Wide the door fling o - pen. O - pen. I im-plore.
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No. 120.
O Saviour dear!
E. H.
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1. The praise of Him who died for me, Who hung in an-guish on the
2. To live in such a frame of mind, That Christ may al- ways welcome'
3. Oh, lift mythoughtstoheav'na -bove, To fathom such a wondrous.
4. When this glad heart shall move a - way, To dwell in that ce -les - tial
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tree, That from my bonds I might be free, Should be my high-est joy.
find; So clos - er,clos-er He will bind, My heart to Him in trust,
love, And may my heart responsive move, To hold Him there, di- vine,
day. Oh, I would sing for aye and aye. The prais-es of the Lamb-
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No. 121. Rise, and let Him in.
AuTHUu Clevklanu Coxk. An-
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In tliG si - lent midnight watches, List thy bo-som door!
How it knock - eth,knocketh,knocketh,
j Death comes downi with reckless footsteps, To the hall and hut,
( Think 3'ou Death will stand a - knocking,
j Then 'tis time to stand en - treat-ing, Christ to let thee in,
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No. 122. Jewett.
(Trans, by J. Borthwick.)
Von Weber.
as Thou Avilt ! Oh ! may Thy will be mine ;
as Thou wilt ! All shall be well for me ;
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No. 123. Thy Way, not mine,
il Thy Avay, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be !
Lead me by Thine own hand :
Choose out the path for me.
I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might :
'Choose Thou for me, my God
So shall I walk aright.
2 The kingdom that I seek.
Is Thine ; so let the way
That leads to it be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.
Take Thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow All,
As best to Thee may seem;
Choose Thou my good and ill.
Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me,
My poverty or wealth.
Not mine, not mine the choice,
In things or great or small ;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,
My Wisdom, and my All.
Bev. H. BoNAK.
No. 124,
Down at the Fount.
E. A. H.
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1. Down at the fount, with its crim-son flow, Where all poor sin-ners for cleansing go,
2. AVondrous the grace that redeems from sin ! Wondrous the pow-er that keeps me clean,
3. I am redeemed, and my soul is free! Je-sus a-toned on the cross for me!
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Wondrous the Christ that abides with-in, Sav-ing my soul from sin.
Peace He has hrought me, and lib - er - ty ! I am redeem'd from sin.
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I^^o. 125. All my Journey through.
D. B. Towner.
1. Trust-ing in ray Sav - iour, ev - er-more be - liev - ing ;
2. Where my Shepherd lead - eth, crys - tal streams are flow - ing ;
3. E - yen through the shad - ow I will fear no e - vil,
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Green and pleasant pastures dai - ly meet my view ; Near the peace-f ul
Trust-ing in the promise of my Sav - ior true; Through the darksome
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Jesus, my Lord.
J. E. Hall.
1. Je - sus,my Lord,di-vine, In - to this heart of mine Now let Thy
2. I am but poor and weak, Thy riches do I seek, Promised un-
3. Spir - it of grace be near,Help me Thy voice to hear, Baptize my
4. So when this race is run, Warfare with sin is done, Bj^ grace the
mer-cy shine Drive sin a- way; Lost, uu - redeemed am I
to the meek. For this I pray ; Clothe me in robes of white,
soul with cheer, Bless-ed and free. Bind up my wound-ed heart
vie - fry won, I rest shall share ;Rest - ing with Je - sus nigh,
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On -ly to Thee I cry, Save else I sure -ly die. Save me, I pray.
Fill withThy heavenly light. To Thee my heart u - nite Now,on this day.
Thy healing balm impart, Relieved from sin's dread smart, Cleansed, pure, and free.
There with the saved on high, Inheav'n,nomore todie, E - ter-nal there.
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No. 127
The Shadow of the Cross*
Mrs. L. M. Beal Bateman.
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1. God for-bid that I should glo - ry In the work of hii -man hands,
2. In a th^!rs-ty land and wea-ry Stands a Great Rock, firm, se- cure,
3. AU for me that Rock was bro-ken, All for me its waters flow'd.
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From its shadow flows a fountain Full of heal-ing wa - ters pure.
All for me the cross was lift-ed, All for me Christ shed His blood.
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Lord. make these mo- ments blest !
And fill His throne of grace,
While saints ad-dress Thy face.
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3 Descend Celestial Dove
With all Thy quickening powers,
Disclose a Saviours love.
And bless these sacred hours.
Then shall my soul ne-sv life obtain,
Xor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.
Hayward.
No. 129.
Psalm 84.
1 Lord of the -worlds above !
How pleasant and hoAv fair.
The dwellings of Thy love,
Thine earthly temples are !
To Thine abode my heart aspires.
With warm desires to see my God.
2 O happy souls, who pray
Where God appoints to hear !
O happy men, who pay
Their constant service here, [thev
They praise Thee still, and happy
Who love the way to Zion's hill.
They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length.
Till each in heaven appears.
O glorious seat, when God. our King,
Shall hither bring our willing feet.
Isaac Watts.
No. 130,
Drifting away,
Mrs. C. L. Shacklock.
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2. Let the beacon of hope thro' the darkness shine, For the wand'rers of the wave,
3. They are drift-ing a-way from the light of home, They are losing manhood's pride,
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They are wrecking their hopes for the life to come, They are drifting with the tide.
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2. Dust, to thy nar-row house beneath, Soul, to thy place on high,
3. Lone are the paths, aud sad the bow'rs, Whence thy me3k smile is gone.
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No. 132.
With Jesus near.
J. E. H.
J. E. Hall.
1. With Je - sus near,I have no fear, He is my light and song;
2. With Je - sus near,my voice He '11 hear, And answer -when I plead;
3. With Je - sus near while I am here, Tho' tempted oft with sin;
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He knows my heart and will impart The things that most I need.
I '11 trust and wait, then heaven's gate Will ope and let me in.
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No.l33Look up, my Soul, Adore Him.
•* There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus."— Rom. 3: I.
N. E. B. X. E. Btebs.
now 110 con-dem - na - tion ; 0 mes-sage glad and true,
2. The price for sin de - mand - ed, The ran-som He has paid;
3. Xo long - er un - der bond - age, AVith sin to weigh us down;
■i. No long - er for self -pleas -ing, But to His name we live.
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For ourtransgressions wounded. Our sins up-on Him laid.
Not ser-vants dow but children. Made heirs to robe and crown.
Who died to buy us par-don. That God might sin for- give.
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No, 134, Teach me how to pray.
Rev. J. H. Sa^imis. D. B. Townek.
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We thank Thee, Lord, for this our food.
But more because of Jesus' blood ;
Let manna to our souls be given, —
The Bread of Life sent down from heaven.
No. 136. Blessing invoked, L. M.
Be present at our table, Lord,
Be here as everywhere adored.
Thy creatures bless, and grant that we
May feast in Paradise with Thee.
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No. 137. Some Day, some Time,
E-LLA Lauder.
Andante.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Some day, some time, the boat-man gray, O 'er death's dark
2. Some day, some time, our eyes shall see The King in
3. Some day, some time, our hearts shall know Sweet peace and
4. Some day, some time, through streets of gold Our feet shall
riv - er far a - way. Shall guide us in - to end-less day,
won-drous maj - es - ty, And from earth's bond-age we '11 be free,
rest from earthly woe. And we shall leave these scenes be -low,
walk, 'midjoysun- told, And boundless love shall then en - fold.
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Some day, some golden day.
Some day, some golden day.
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Abide with Me,
H. F. Lyte.
Wm. H. Monk.
A -bide with me ! Fast falls the e-ven-tide, The darkness
Swift to its close ebbs out life's lit - tie day; Earth's joys grow
I need Thy pres-ence ev - 'ry pass-ing hour, What but Thy
Hold Thou Thy cross be - fore my clos-ing eyes ! Shine thro' the
deep- ens — Lord, with me a - bide! When oth-er help - ers
dim, its glo-ries pass a - way ; Change and de - cay in
grace can foil the tempter's pow'r? Who, like Thy - self, my
gloom, and point me to the skies ; Heav 'n's morning breaks and
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fail,and comforts flee. Help of the helpless, oh, a - bide with me!
all a-roundl see; OThou,whochangest not,a -bide with me!
guide and stay can be? Thro' cload and sunshine, oh, a - bide with me !
earth's vain shadows flee ! In life, in death, O Lord, a -bide with me!
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2. Lo I AvandTiug far my rest should be lu some loue,des-ert waste :
3. But as for me, I'll call on God, The Lord will safe-ty give:
4. He hath re-stor'd my soul to peace,Frora trouble set me free:
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Fanny J. Crosby.
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2. Let me, at Thy throne of mer - cy Find a sweet re - lief ;
3. Trust-ing on - ly in Thy mer - its, Would I seek Thy face :
4. Thou, the spring of all mv com -fort. More than life to me —
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Kneel - ing there in deep con-tri - tiou. Help my un - be - lief.
Heal my wounded, bro-ken spir - it. Save me by Thy grace.
Whom have I on earth be-side Thee? Whom in heav'n but Thee?
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J. E. Hall.
1. Be-yond is Canaan, the beau-ti -ful land, And Je-sus is there, yes,
2. Be-youd is Canaan, our heav-en-ly home, O ci - ty of light, O
3. Be-yond is Canaan, the land of the blest, Where sorrow and tears are
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2. The fear of God is clean,And ev-er dothen-dure
3. Who can his er-rors know From secret faults me cleanse
4. Then in Thy righteous way My life shall up-right be,
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No. 143. He 's calling for thee.
IR. M. Offord.
D. B. Towner.
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2. Why wilt thou still lin - ger and lan-guish, Why starve on the
3. Oh, come to the One that is yearn - ing, Thy Sav-iour and
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portion to be, The heart that a-waits thy re - turn - ing, Once
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bled for thy sin on the tree ; To know Him is life ev - er-last - ing»
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(PILOT.)
Rev. Edward Hopper, D.D
1871, alt.
J. E. GrOUI,D».
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1. Je - sus,Sav-ionr, pi- lot Ae, O - ver life's tem-pest-uous sea;
2. As a moth - er stills herchilcl,Thou canst hush the o - ceaii -wild ;
3. When at last I near tlie shore, And the fear-ful breakers roar
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Boist'rous waves o- bey Thy will "When Thou sayst to them, "Be stilU"
'Twixtme and the peaceful rest, Then,whilelean-ing on Thy breast.
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Wondrous Sov'reign of the sea, Je-sus,
May I hear Thee say to me, "Fear not,
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Father, lead me.
1 Father, lead me, day by day,
Ever in Thine own sweet way ;
Teach me to be pure and true.
Show me what I ought to do.
Keep me safe by Thy dear side ;
Let me in Thy love abide.
2 When I'm tempted to do wrong.
Make me steadfast, wise and strong ;
And when all alone I stand,
Shield me with Thy mighty hand.
Happy most of all to know
That my Father loves me so.
3 When my work seems hard and dry,
May I press on cheerily ;
May I do the good I know.
Be Tliy loving child below.
Then at last go home to Thee,
Evermore Thy child to be.
No. 146. Fling out the Banner.
Ella L.vuin:ii.
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1. Fling out the banner all crimson dyed With blood that flowed from Jesus' side ;
2. Put on the ar-mor of Christ the Lord. That ye may stand against the foe ;
3. Bearing the ban-ner of Him who died, We '11 march to meet the liosts of sin ;
4. When from the ramparts of heaven high, Our banner floats a -far and wide,
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Tak-ing the helmet, the shield, and sword. And in His strength and spir-it go.
Christ is our lead-er both true and ti led, His wondrous name th3 day shall win.
We '11 sound the watchword thro'-out the sky, Our on - ly hop 3 tha Crn - ci - fled.
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No. 147. Quit You Like Men,
F. G. Burroughs.
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1. Quit YOU like men, be strong,
2. Quit you like men, be strong,
3. Quit YOU like men, be strong,
4r. Quit YOU like men, be strong,
H. L. GlLMOUR.
Lean on Thy Lord's right hand !
Hold up faith's might-y shield I
For bold is Sa - tan's host :
In God's whole armour clad,
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Thine are the AYeapons of His grace, To these His foes shall yield.
Cour-age, ye soldiers of the Lord, That may His triumphs boast I
AVar a good warfare to the end ; Spread ye the tid-ings glad.
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No, 148. Nothing but the Living Water.
Mrs. Harriet Jones.
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Sweet-ly fill -ing all his own, Nothing but the liv - ing wa-ter.
On - ly foun-tain, nev - er dr3% Nothing but the liv - ing wa -ter.
Who - so - ev - er Avill,ma3^ drink, Nothing but the liv - ing wa - ter.
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Dnnk, O drink, for Jesus' sake.
Nothing but the living water.
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Come, O come, and drink with me,
Nothing but the living water.
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No. 149. I heard the Voice of Jesus,
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2. I heard the voice of Je - sus say, Be -hold, I free-ly give
3. I heard the voice of Je - sus say, I am this dark world's lights
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The liv - ing wa - ter,
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morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.
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I came to Je - sus, as I was,Wea-ry, and worn, and sad, .
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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I found in Him a rest - ing place, And He, and He has made me glad.
My thirst was quench'd, my soul re-vived,And now,andnow,T live in Him.
And in that light of life I '11 walk, Till all, till all my days are done.
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No. 150. My Soul will overcome.
K. L.
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He spoiled the hosts of death and sin. And took their pow'r a - way.
In Je - sus' name I'll struggle thro', And en - ter heav'n with song.
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Mrs. E. R. Charles, arr. by J. H. S.
D. B. Towner.
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1. Is thy cruse of com-fort fail -iiig, Rise, and from thy Avasting store,
2. For the heart grows rich in giv - Ing, All its wealth is liv - ing grain,
3. Chilled and w^earywouldst thou slumber? Sink not in the drifts, but go,
4. Is thy heart a well left emp-ty? None but God its void can lill,
Go re-fresh thy fainting broth-er And in shar- ing,gath-er more.
Seeds, w^hich mil - dew in the gar - ner, Scattered, fill w^ith gold the plain.
Rouse and chafe thy fro - zen f el -low Till the crim - son currents flow.
Noth-inir but a ceaseless fountain Can its cease-less longings still.
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Fear not,He who gave th? handful, Will from day today re-new,
Is thy bur - den hard and heav-y? Do thy steps drag wea -ri - ly?
Sore - ly wound-ed of the arch-ers O'er thy bruis-ed comrade's wound ^
Is thy heart a liv - ing pow-er? Self enthroned itsstrength sinks low,
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Scan - ty fare for one, w^ill of - ten Make a roy - al feast for two.
Help to lift thy brother's bur -den God will bear both it and thee.
Break thy flg,sk of prec-ious bal -sam, And thine own hath healing found,
It can on - ly live in lov-ing, And by serv - ing, love will grow,
Is thy Cruse of Comfort failing.
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Help to lift thy brother's bur -den, God will bear both it and thee.
Break thy flask of prec-ious bal -sam. And thino own hath healing found.
It can on - ly live in lov - ing. And bv s^rv - inir,love will grow.
No. 152.
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far, it may be near, There is a hope, there is r. fear,
2. Im -pa-tient soul, and murmuriDg heart, Your murmuring cease and bear your part,
3. Yes, "by and by" will soon be now, And God shall wipe each tear-stained brow,
4. O verdant fields ! O shin-ing shore I The Lamb of God spreads wide the door,
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There 's pain and lab - or on life's road, But soon 'twill lead thee to thy God.
The Lamb shall feed them from the throne, To living fountains lead His own.
Ah,gol-d3n cit - y,sure-ly I Shallseethy glo-rias "by and by."
In the D.S. use the last two lines of the verse.
By per. R. M. IMcTntostt.
No. 153,
Do not say Nay.
K3V. A. Van Camp.
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1. Do not say nay to the Saviour, He 's waiting to save you from sin,
2. Do not say nay to the Saviour,Hewaitsand He Aveeps atthe door;
3. Do not say nay to the Mas-ter, He 's precious to them that be - lieve,
To bless you with life and His fa - vor, If you will but let Him come in.
Then do not by self-ish b8-haviour,Thus grieve the dear Lord an-y more.
He saves them from sin and dis -as - ter, Believe then on Jesus and live.
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Do not de - ny Him ad - mis -sion,He waits at thy door all the day.
Do not say nay as He com-eth And waits for your answer to - day,
Do not say nay, then my brother, He'll free-ly forgive thee to - day,
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He waiteth to give you remission, Then do not to Je - sus say nay.
Thy life to the Saviour belongeth,Then do not to Je - sus say nay.
There 's pardon and life in none other, Th3n do not to Je - sus say nay.
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Henry W. Loxgfp:llow
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'•Shalllhave nanglit that is fair,"said he, "Have naught but the b2arded grain?
He gazed at the flowers with tearf nl eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves,
"My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The reaper said and smiled ;
They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care ;
And the mother gave, in tears and pain, The flowers she most did love ;
Oh, not in cruelty, not in Avrath, The reaper came that day :
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Tho' the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them back a - gain."
It was for the Lord of Paradise, He bound them in his sheaves.
"Dear tokens of the earth are they. Where he was once a child.
And saints, npon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear."
Sha knew she should And them all again In the fields of light a - bove.
'Twas an angel visited the green earth. And took the flow 'rs a - wav.
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No. 155.
Glorious Fountain,
COWPER.
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There is a f onntain filled with blood, tilled with blood, tilled with blood, There
And sinners plunged beneath that flood. beneath that flood, beneath that flood. And
The dy - ing thief rejoiced to see, rejoiced to see, rejoiced to see, The
And there may I, tho' vile as he.tho' vileas he,tlio' vileas he. And
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dy - ing thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day;
there may I, tho' vile as he, Wash all my sins a - way.
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Till all the ransomed 1|: Church of God :11
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And shall be till I die.
No. 156. Father, lead Thou me.
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\ What tlio' the morning be fair and bright. Glowing the noon-tide and
( Eag-er my foot-steps and glad m}' song, Soon I may faint if the
I Lov-ing and loved ones at-tend my way. Yet they are fad-ing as
\ Joy - falthe jonr-neys of eartli may be Pleasures and treasures be
r Darkness may gather and tem - pests rise, Lightnings may fla^h thro' the
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Avay be long, Only in Thee can my soul be strong. ....
fades the day. Closer to Thee do I long to stay. Father,lead Thou me.
fair and free.Xothingabideth. dear Lord. but Thee
storm-torn skies. Nothing can cover me from Thine eyes. Father, lead Thou me.
o'er me roll, Nothing can sever Thee from mv soul
Father. lead Thou me.
Father. lead Thou me.
Father.lead Thou me, Father.lead Thou me,
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No. 157. Is my Name there?
Rev. G. ^y. Crofts.
D. B. Towner.
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Is my name there?
Is my name there?
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There sits our Saviour crowned with light,.
Clothed in a body like our own.
4' Adoring saints around Him stand,
And thrones and powers before Him fall,.
The God shines gracious through the man,
Jsnd sheds sweet glonies on them all.
T^o. 159. The Hollow of God's Hand.
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Edwin H. Xevin, D.D.
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2. A - midst all dan-gers, seen or known, His guard-ian wing is
3. This heav'n-h' wing, so wide -ly spread. Is o - ver me where-
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No. 161. Shall we gather at the River?
R. L.
Robert Lowry, by per.
1. Shall we gath-er at the riv - er,AVhere bright an- gel feet have trod,
2. On the mar-gin of the riv - er, Wash-iug upits sil-ver spray,
3. On the bo-somof the riv- er, Where the Saviour King we own,
4. Soon we '11 reach the shining riv - er, Soon our pilgrimage will cease ;
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We shall meet and sorrow nev - er,'Neath the glo - ry of the throne-
Soon our happy hearts will quiv-er With the mel - o - dy of peace^
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Yes, we '11 gather at the riv - er,The beau-tif ul.the beauti-f ul riv - er,
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1. O - ver where the ran-somed irath - er There are maii-v mansions fair :
2. I am trusting in my Sav-iour, I believe His promise true;
3. I can see the ransomed gatli-er All around the great white throne,
4. I will wait till Je-sus calls me.TheuI'U lav mv burden doAvn.
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.fe - sus says if I am faith - f ul I may gain an entrance there.
Through His precious love and fa - vor I shall gain the mansion new.
Whei-e is seat-ed God.the Fa - ther. Sweetly claiming all His own.
Flv from all that now enthralls ine, To my mansion and my crown.
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No. 163 The Precious Blood.
The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin. —1 Jno. 1: 7.
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1. The precious blood of Je - sus,
2. I have no grace or mer -it,
3. He is a great re - deem - er,
4. From all your sins my broth -er,
By faith I now can see ;
But plead Christ's blood a - lone ;
Ha bor3 for us the pain
Would vou now be set free
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In vain is all our work-ing;
His blood the on - ly foun-tain,
Trust in the blood of Je-sus,
It flowed for you and me.
His blood must sin a - tone.
To wa<^h a -way sin's stain.
And you shall cleansed be.
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No. 164.
This I know.
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W. Crofts.
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This I know. The sea of death is passed, the Rock is riven.
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No. 165. I could not do without Thee.
Frances R. Ha^-krgal.
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1. I could not do with-out Thee,0 Sav-iour of the lost, Whose
2. I could not do Avith- outThee,! can-not stand a -lone; I
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have no strength or good-ness. No wis - dora of my own ; But
soon in sol-emn si leuce The rlv - er must be passed; But
right-eous-ness,Thy par - don, Thy sac - ri - flee, must be My
Thou, be-lov - ed Sav -iour. Art all in all to rae. And
Thou wilt nev - er leave me, And, tho' the waves run high, I
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Ida L. Reed.
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1. Have you found that Friend and Saviour,Who has died, your soul to save?
2. Do you bring to Him your burdens? He will help you all to share,
3. He will help you bear your sorrows, Well He knows your ev - ery grief,
4. Trust in Him, your on - ly Saviour; Give to Him your heart to - day.
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Who o'er sin and death tri - umphant, Passed the portals of the grave.
Heard you not His in - vi - ta-tion?"Cast on me your ev-ery care!'
He has borne them all be - fore you And will send your soul re - lief.
And.with-in the fount of cleansing. He will wash vour sins a - wav.
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No. 167l\ y The old, old Story.
MiXXIE B. LOWRIE.
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1. Tell me the old, old sto - ly, Tell it to me, tell it to me;
2. Tell me the old, old sto - ry, O - ver a-gain, o - ver a-gain;
3. Tell me the old, old sto - ry, Dear to my heart, dear to my heart
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Tell of the wondrous ran - som, Ran-som to set me free.
Tell of His life and glo - ry. Now it ap-pears so plain.
Oh, how its truth and beau - ty Com-fort and peace im - part.
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Tell me the old, old sto - ry, Tell how my debt of sin waspardon'd.
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No. 168, The blissful Hope,
Sutton.
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1. Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds Our glowing hearts in one,
2. AVhat tho' the northern win-try blast Shall howl around our cot,
3. From eastern shores, from northern lands, From western hill and plain,
4. No lingering look nor part -ing sigh, Our fu-ture meet-ing knows,
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Hail, sa - cred hope that tunes our minds To har-mou-y di-vine.
What tho' be - neath an east- ern sun Be cast our dis-tant lot.
From south-ern climes the broth-er bauds May hope to meet a -gain.
There friendship beams from ev - ery eye. And love, im- mor-tal glows
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No. 169,
Triumphant King.
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Rev. E. S. Ufford.
1. Je-sus hail Thou King of Glo-ry! Earth re-joi-ces in Thy sway;
2. Ev - er}"- i - dol falls be - fore Thee, Seeks the night from whence it came ;
3. Sing till Je-sus' wor- thy pag - es, Sound in ev-ery palmy grove;
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While ten thousand souls a - dore Thee, Trophies of Thy sav-ing name.
Till each jungle's tangled ma- zes, E-cho with His matchless love.
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No. 170. Christ is all the World to me.
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Oh, when shall I see Je - sus, And reign with Him a - bove ;
When shall I be de - Uv-erecl, From this vain world of sin;
AVhen shall I see the fa - ces Of loved ones gone be - fore ;
When shall my work be end - ed And earth -ly cares laid by?
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And drink the flow - ing foun- tain Of ev - er - last - ing love?
And with my bless - ed Je - sus, Drink end - less pleasures in?
And join with them in prais - es Up - on th3 oth - er shore?
Oh, then, I shall see Je - sus, And reign with Him on high.
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1. A few more years shall roll, A few more sea - sons
2. A few more storms shall beat Oq this wildrock - y
3. A few more strug-gles here, A few more part -ings
4. 'Tis but a lit - tie while, And He shall come a
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And we shall be with those that rest A - sleep with-in the tomb.
And w^e shall be where tempests cease And surges swell no more.
A few more toils, a fewmoretears.And we shall weep no more.
Who died that Ave might live. Who lives That we with Him may reign.
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2. Thy Avails are all of pre-cions stone. Most glorious to be -hold,
3. Thy gardens and thy pleasant streams My study long have been,
4. lleach down,reach down Thine arms of grace, And cause me to as- cend,
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When will my sor - rows have an end ?Thy joys, when shall I see?
Thy gates are rich - ly set with pearl. Thy streets are pav'd with gold,.
Such sparkling gems by hu - man sight Have nev - er yet been seen.
Where con- gre - ga - tions ne'er break up. And prais- es nev - er end.
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H. F. Lyte.
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1. Je - sus, I my cross have tak-en, All to leave and fol-low Thee ;
2. Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Sav-ionr,too ;
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure !Come,dis-as - ter, scorn, and pain !
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Hu-man hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not, like them,un-true ;
In Thy ser-vice pain is pleasure,WithTliy fa- vor,loss is gain.
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Oh, while Thou dost smile up - on me, God of wisdom, love, and might,
I have called Thee — Ab - ba, Fa-ther, I have stayed my heart on Thee!
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Storms mav howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for acood to me.
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1. Joy of my soul, Thou Saviour clear,It is so sweet when Thou art near ;
2. Keep Thou the xig - il of my heart, Lest from my soul. Thy grace depart ;
3. Oh ! may no earth-ly shad-ow fall. Around my heart,Lord,keep it all;
4. Be Thou my life for I am "\veak,Noearthlv help but Thee I seek;
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Be Thou the light of heaven-ly fire. Thy Spirit, Lord, I so de-sire.
Joy of my soul, my Sav - iour dear,Lif e is so sweet, when Thou art near.
No. 175,
Come and see,
Mrs. C. L. Shacklock
D. B. Towner.
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Oh, the Meetings !
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
J. H. Fillmore.
1. Oh, the meetings ! Oh, the greetings ! 0-ver in the Sum - mer-land
2. They are waiting, watching, waiting, O - ver on the gold - en shore ;
3. Homesu-per-nal,joys e - 'cer-nal,Just be-yond the roll - ing tide ;
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We shall meet them, we shall greet them, When the storms of life are o'er.
No more sighing, no more dy - ing, Where the ransom'd ones a - bide.
All thro' Je - sus.bless -ed Je - S2is, Glo -ry, glo - ry to His name !
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To His ain royal palace His banished hame will bring ;
Wi' een an' wi' hert rinnin' ower, we shall see
The King in His beauty, in oor ain countrie.
My sins hae been mon\^ an' my sorrows hae been sair,
But there they '11 never vex me, nor be remembered mair
For His bluid has made me Avliite, an' His han' shall dry my e'e.
When He brings me hame at last, to my ain countrie.
Sae little noo I ken, o' yon blessed, bonnie place,
I only ken its Hame, whaur we shall see His face;
It wad surely be eneuch for ever mair to be
In the glory o' His presence, in oor ain countrie.
Like a bairn to his mither, a wee birdie to its nest,
I Avad fain be gangin' noo, unto my Saviour's breast,
For He gathers in His bosom witless, worthless lambs like me^
An' carries them Himsel', to His ain countrie.
He is faithf u' that hath promised, an' He'll surely come agaiiL-
He '11 keep His tryst wi' me, at what hour I dinna ken •
But He bids me still to wait, an' ready aye to be,
To gang at ony moment to my ain countrie.
Sae I'm Avatching aye. an' singin' o' my hame, as I wait
For the soun'ing o' His footfa' this side the goAvden gate^
God gie His grace to ilka ane wha' listens noo to me,
That Ave a' may gang in gladness to oor ain countrie.
No. 178. Thou Mightier than I.
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1. Oh. I am so weak and so lielpless,So weary with fighting 'gainst sin,
2. Bntoh.He has sought me so oft-en, He's called but I answered Him " Nay ;"
3. But hark I does He answer my calling? Yes — list to the wonder-f ul sound ;
4. Tho' sin-weak-en'd.yet will I serve Him, When tempted, to Jesus I 'II fly ;
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Siu'spathway I chose and must sufter.'T is just if He turns me a- way.
I " Thyself thou hast ruined poor sinner, Yet in Me is thy help to be found.'
I His dear wounded hands shall up-hold me, My help-er is " mightier than I."
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Yet will I cry, Help or I die, Je -sus, Lord Jesus, Thou "mightier than I."
Joy-ful I cry, Help Cometh nigh, Je-sus, Lord Jesus, Thou " mightier than I."
' Mightier than I, Mightier than I, Je -sus, Lord Jesus, Thou " mightier than I."
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No. 179. To Save a Poor Sinner.
Rev. Joiix 0. Foster, A.M.
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To swell the old sto - ry with
all who re-ceivc Him, His bless -ed sal - va-tion may see.
dark-ness is end-ed, And now He is migh-ty to save.
Him I am hid -ing, With safe -ty and rest to my soul,
voic - es in glo - ry, He saved a poor sin- ner like me.
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When our daj^s of toil shall cease,
Waiting still for sweet release,
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Trusting that our names are there.
Wading deep the dismal flood.
Pleading naught but Jesus' blood.
Whisper softly, "Wand'rer come I
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182,
1 " For ever with the Lord! "
Amen, so let it be!
Life from tlie dead is in that word,
"Tis immortality.
Cho.— There '11 be no sorrow there.
There '11 be no sorrow there :
In heaven above, where all is love.
There'll be no sorrow there,
2 My Father's house on high.
Home of my soul, how near
At times, to faith's foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear. Cho.
1 Far from the scenes of night
Unbounded glories rise.
And realms of joy and pure delight
Unknown to mortal eyes.
Cho.— There '11 be no sorrow there, etc-
2 Fair land!— could mortal eyes
But half its charms explore.
How would our spirits long to rise.
And dwell on earth no more. Cho>-
3 No cloud those regions know-
Realms ever bright and fair;
For sin. the source of mortal woe,.
Can never enter there. Cho.
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184.
1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee,
With sweetness fills my breast:
But sweeter far Thy face to see.
And in Thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame.
Nor can the memory find.
A sweeter sound than Thy blest name.
0 Saviour of mankind!
3 O hope of every contrite heart!
O joy of all the meek!
To those who fall how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!
1 I 'm not ashamed to -own my Loitl;
Nor to defend His cause ;
^raintain the honor of His word,
The glory of His cross.
2 .Jesus, my God! I know His name;
His name is all my tru.st;
Nor will He put my soul to shame.
Nor let my hope be lost.
3 Firm, as His throne. His promise stands
And He can well secure
What I 've committed to His hands.
Till the decisive hour.
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1 My soul, be on thy guard,
Ten thousand foes arise ;
And hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draAV thee from the skies.
'J2 O ! watch, and fight, and pray ;
The battle ne'er give O'er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine, implore.
3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won,
Nor lay thine armor down;
The work of faith will not be done,
Till thou obtain a crown.
4 Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He'll take thee at thy parting
To His divine abode. [breath,
186.
1 Awake, and sing the song,
Of Moses and the Laml) :
"Wake, ev'ry heart and cv'ry tongue.
To praise the Saviour's name.
2 Sing of His dying love,
Sing of His rising power;
Sing how He intercedes above,
For those whose sins He bore.
3 Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ;
Sing on, rejoicing, every day,
In Christ, the exalted King.
4 Soon shall your raptured tongne.
His endless praise proclaim.;
And sweeter voices tune the song.
Of Moses and the Lamb.
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.1 And can I yet delay,
My little' all to give?
To tear my soul from earth away.
For Jesus to receive?
12 Nay, but I yield, I yield ;
I can hold out no more :
T sink, by dying love compelVd,
And own Thee conqueror.
.3 Though late, I all forsake :
My friends, my all, resign :
Gracious Redeemer, take, 0 take,
And seal me ever Thine.
4 Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix mv wavering soul
With all Thv weight of love.
188,
1 Return and come to God ;
Cast all yoirr sins away ;
Seek ye the Saviour's -cleansinij
Repent, believe, obey. [blood,
2 Say not ye cannot come ;
For Jesus bled and died.
That none who ask in humble faith.
Should ever be denied.
3 Say not ye will not come ;
'T is God vouchsafes to call :
And fearful Avill their end be found.
On whom His wrath shall fall.
4 Come then, whoever will.
Come, while 't is called to-day :
Flee to the Saviour's cleansing
Repent, believe, obey. [blood,
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1 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
I love to hear of Thee ;
No music's like Thy charming name,
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2 O let me ever hear Thy voice
In mercy to me speak ;
In Thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,
II :Aud Thy salvation seek. :||
3 My Jesus shall be still my theme,
While in this world I stay ;
I '11 sing my Jesus' lovely name
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4 When I appear in yonder cloud.
With all Thy favored throng,
Then will I sing more sweet,niore loud
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190.
1 When all Thy mercies, O my God I
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
||:In wonder, love and praise. :||
2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed ;
Before my infant heart conceived
II : From whom those comforts flowed. :|f
3 Ten thousand,thousand precious gifts
M^ daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
II : That tastes those gifts with joy. '\
4 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I '11 raise;
For oh, eternity 's too short
||:To utter all Thy praise. :||
J. Addison.
191, Near the Cross. Key F. 192. Precious Promise. Key G.
1 Jesus, keep me near the Cross,
There a precious fountain
Free to all — a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary's mountain.
Cho.— In the Cross, in the Cross,
Be my glory ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest'beyond the river.
2 Near the Cros% a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
Tliere the bright and morning star
Shed its beams around me.
3 Near the Cross ! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me ;
Help me walk from day to day.
With its shadows o'er me.
4 Near the Cross I '11 watch and wait
Hoping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand.
Just beyond the river.
1 Precious promise God hath given
To the weary passer by.
On the way from earth to heaven,
"I will guide Thee with Mine j'e."
Ref. I will 2:uide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with Mine eye;
On the way from earth to heaven,
"Iwilljpidethee with Mine eye"
2 When temptations almost win thee,.
And thy trusted watchers fly;
Let this promise ring within thee,
"I will guide thee with Mine eye.'"
3 When thy secret hopes haveperish'd.
In the grave of years gone by ;
Let this promise still be cherished,
" I will guide thee with Mine eye."
4 When the shades of life are falling,
And the hour has come to die ;
Hear thy trustv Pilot calling,
" I will guide thee with Mine eyc..'^
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Is laid for your faitli in His excellent word ;
What more can He say than to you He hath
said—
Who unto the Saviour for refuge have fled.
2 Fear not, I am with thee, oh! he not dis-
mayed.
For I am thy God.and will still give tliee aid :
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause
thee to stand,
Upheld by my righteons, omnipotent hand.
3 Wlien through the deep waters I call thee
to go.
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ;
For I will be witli thee thy trials to bless.
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
1 O turn ye. O turn ye. for why will ye die?
Wlien God in great mercy is coming so nigh ;
Now Jesus invites you. the Spirit says come.
And angels are waiting to welcome you
home.
2 How vain the delusion, that while you
delay,
Your hearts may grow better by staying
away ;
Come wretched, come starving, come just
as you be.
While streams of salvation are flowing so
free.
3 And now Christ is ready your souls to re-
ceive.
Ohow can you question if you will believe?
If sin is your burden, why will ye not come?
'Tis you He bids welcome: He bids you
come home.
195.
Key B-flat.
1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee ;
Let the water and the blood.
From Tliy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,—
Save from wrath and make me pure.
2 Could my tears forever flow.
Could my zeal no languor know,
These for sin could not atone ;
Thou must save, and thou alone:
In my liand no price I l)ring;
Simply to the cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
W!i3n my eyes shnll close in death.
When I rise to worlds unknown,
\nd behold Thee on Thy throne
Kock of Ages, cleft for me.
Letme hide myself in Thee.
196.
KeyG.
Nearer, my God. to Thee,
Nearer to Thee :
E'enthousrh it be across
That raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God. to Thee,
Nearer to Thee-
2 Though like a wanderer,
Daylight all gone,
D irkness be over me,
My rest a stone.
Yet hi my dreams I 'd be
Nearer my God to Thee. etc.
3 Tliere let the ^vfly appear
Steps unto heaven;
All tliat Thou sendestme
In mercy given.
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee, etc.
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2 Has thy night been long and mournful?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thv foes been proud and scornful.
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning:
Zion still is well-beloved.
3 God. thy God. will now restore thee:
He himself appears thy Friend ;
All thy foes shall flee before thee ;
Here their boasts and triumphs end.
Great deliverance
Zion's King will surely send.
4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ;
All thy warfare now be past;
God thy Saviour will defend thee :
Victory is thine at last.
All thy conflicts
Eiul in everlasting rest.
T. Kellv.
199,
1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness,
Cheered by no celestial ray,
Sun of righteousness arising,
Bring tlie bright, the glorious day.
Send the gospel
To the eartli's remotest bound.
2 Kingdom's wide that sit in darkness.
Grant them. Lord, the glorious light;
And from eastern coast to western.
May the morning chase the night.
And redemption
Freely purchased win the day.
3 Fly abroad thou mighty gospel!
Win and conquer, never cease,
May thy lasting, wide dominion.
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Sway thy sceptre
Saviour, all the world around.
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198. He leadeth me. Key D. 200.
1 He leadeth me: oh: blessed thought.
Oh! words with heav'nly comfort fraught :
Whate'er I do, where'er I be.
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.
ItEF.— He leadeth me ! He leadeth me !
By His own hand He leadeth me ;
His' faithful follower I would be.
For by His hand He leadeth me.
2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes whei-e Eden's bowers bloom.
By waters still, o'er troubled sea.
Still 't is His hand that leadeth me.
3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine.
Nor ever nnirnmr nor repine—
Content, whatever lot I see.—
Since "t is my GocVthat leadeth me.
4 And when my task on earth is done.
When, by Thy grace the victory 's won.
E'en death's co'ld wave I will not flee.
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
Precious Name.
Key A-flat.
1 Take the name of Jesus with you,
Child of sorrow and of woe-
It will joy and comfort give you.
Take it, then, where'er you go.
Cho.— Precious name. O how sweet,
Hope of earth and jov of heaven ;
Precious name. O how sweet.
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
2 Take the name of Jesus ever.
As a shield from every snare;
If temptations round you gather,
Breathe that Holy Name in prayer.
3 Oh! the precious name of Jesus;
How it thrills our souls with joy.
When His loving arms receive us.
And His songs our tongues employ.
4 At the name of Jesus bowing.
Falling prostrate at His feet.
King of kings in heav'n we '11 crown Him,
When our journey is complete.
Wo. 201.
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1. Si - lent - ly the shades of eveniug Gather round my low - ly door,
2. Oh, the lost, the iin-for -got-ten,Tlio' the Avorld be oft for - got.
3. Liv-ing in the si-lent hours Where our spir - its on - ly blend,
4. How such ho-ly memories cluster, Like the stars when storms are past.
Si-lent -ly they bring be-fore me, Faces I shall see no more.
Oh, the shrouded and the lone-ly. In our hearts they perish not.
They unlinked with earthly trouble, We still hop-ing for its end.
Pointing out to that fair heav-en. We may hope to gain at last.
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202. Evening Hymn.
i Saviour breathe an evening blessing
Ere repose our spirits 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 Tho' the night be dark and dreary.
Darkness cannot hide from Thee :
Thou art He, who never weary.
Watchest where Thy people be.
4 Should swift death this night o'er-
take us.
And our coittli become our tomb :
May the morn in heaven awake us.
Clad in light and deathless bloom,
203, Rescue the Perishing.
Key B-liat.
1 Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying.
Snatch them in pity from sin and the
irrave :
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Weep o'er the erring one.
Lift up the fallen,
Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save.
Cho. — Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying,
Jesus is merciful,
Jesus will save.
2 Though they are slighting Him.
Still He is waiting.
Waiting the penitent child to receive :
Plead with them earnestly,
Plead with them gently ; '
He will forgive if they only believe.
3 Down in the human heart.
Crushed by the tempter.
Feelings lie buried that grace can r.^-
store :
Touched by a loving heart,
Wakened by kindness.
Chords that were broken will vibrate
once more.
4 Rescue the perishing.
Duty demands it:
Strength for thy labor the Lord will
provide ;
Back to the narrow way.
Patiently win them,
Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has
died.
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1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear!
It soothes his sorrows,heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast ;
"T is manna to the hungry soul,
And for the weary, rest.
3 By Thee.my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled ;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.
4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian,
Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King ;
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
205, I need Thee. Key A-flat.
1 I need Thee every hour.
Most gracious Lord,
Xo tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford.
Ref.— I need Thee, oh, I need Thee,
Every hour I need Thee ;
Oh, bless me now, my Saviour,
I come to Thee.
2 I need Thee every hour,
Stay Thou near by ;
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh.
3 I need Thee every hour.
In joy or pain ;
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain.
4 I need Thee every hour :
Teach me Thy will ;
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfil.
5 I need Thee every hour,
Most Holy One ;
Oh, make me Thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son.
206.
1 Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Shed in my heart abroad,
Then shall my feet no longer rove.
Rooted and fixed in God.
3 Oh, that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow ;
Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow.
3 Oh, that it now from heaven might
fall.
And all my sins consume :
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call ;
Spirit of burning, come.
4 Refining fire, go through my heart;
Illuminate my soul ;
Scatter thy life through every part>
And sanctify the whole.
207. The Mistakes of my
Life. Key G.
1 The mistakes of my life have been
many,
The sins of my heart have been more.
And I scarce can see for weeping,
But I '11 knock at the open door.
Cho. — I know I am weak and sinful,
It comes to me more and more •
But when the dear Saviour shall
bid me come in,
I '11 enter the open door.
2 I am lowest of those who love Him„
I am weakest of those who pray ;
But I come as He ha«r bidden,
And He will not say me nay.
3 My mistakes His free grace will
cover.
My sins He will wash away,
And the feet that shrink and falter
Shall walk thro' the gates of day.
4 The mistakes of my life have been;
many.
And my spirit is sick with sin.
And I scarce can see for weeping.
But the Saviour will let me in.
Pleyel's Hymn. 7s,
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208.
i Hasten, sinner, to be wise !
Stay not for the morrow's sun :
Wisdom if you still despise,
Harder is it to be won.
'I Hasten, mercy to implore !
Stay not for the morrow's sun :
Lest thy season should be o'er
Ere this evening's stage be run.
f> Hasten sinner, to return !
Stay not for the morrow's sun
Lest thy lamp should fail to burn
Ere salvation's work is done.
211. Tune, Pleyel's Hymn,
1 Take mj' life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord to Thee.
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love.
2 Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise ;
Take my will and make it Thine,.
Let it be no longer mine.
3 Take my heart, it is Thine own,
Let it be Thy royal throne,
Take my love, my Lord of power,.
At Thy feet its treasure store.
209. Tune, Arlington. Key G. 212. Tune, Arlington. Key G.
1 Am I a soldier of the cross, —
A follower of the Lamb. —
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?
2 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace.
To help me on to God?
0 Sure I must fight if I would reign ;
Increase my courage, Lord I
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Suppoited by Thy word.
210, Tune, Boylston. No. 18T.
1 0 come and dwell in me.
Spirit of power within,
And bring the glorious liberty
From sorrow, fear, and sin.
2 The seed of sin's disease.
Spirit of health, remove.
Spirit of finished holiness.
Spirit of perfect love.
3 Hasten the joyful day
Which shall my sins consume ;
When old things shall be done away,
And all things new become.
4 I want the witness. Lord,
That all I do is right.
According to Thy will and word,
Well pleasing in Thy sight.
1 Come. Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickning poM^ers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 Father, and we shall ever live
At this poor dying rate ;
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee.
And Thine to us so great?
3 Come. Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickning powers :
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love.
And that shall kindle ours.
213. Tune, Boylston. Xo. 187.
1 I love Thy kingdom. Lord,
The house of Thine abode.
The Church our blest Kedeemer
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 giv'n,?
Till toiis and cares shall end.
4 Beyond ray highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion. solemn vows.
Her hymns of love and praiso.
214. Ju^t as -I am. Key E-flat.
-1 Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy-blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come !
'J2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thea whose blood can cleanse each-spot,
O Lamb of God, I come!
3 Just as I am — Thou wilt receive.
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come !
i Just as I am — Thy love unknown
Hath broken every barrier down ;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come !
215. Coronation. No. 43.
1 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise !
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace !
-2 My gracious Master, and my God,
Assist me to proclaim.
To spread through all the earth abroad.
The honors of Thy name.
:3 He breaks the power of cancelled sin,
He sets the pris'ner free ;
His blood can make the foulest clean,
His blood availed for me.
216. Martyn. Key F.
.1 Jesus, lover of my soul;
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll.
While the tempest still is high ;
Hide me, oh,, my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life is past ;
Safe into the haven guide,
Oh, receive my soul at last.
'2 Other refuge have I none.
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ;
Leave, oh, leave me not alone.
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring ;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
;3 Thou, 0 Christ, art all I want;
More than all in Thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
• Just and holy is Thy name,
I am all unrighteousness ;
Vile and full of sin I am.
Thou art full of truth and grace.
-4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found —
Grace to cover all my sin ;
Let the healing streams abound ;
Make me, keep me, pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Ereely let me take of Thee ;
Spring Thou ifp within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
217.
Work for the Night.
Key F.
1 Work, for the night is coming,
Work thro' the morning hours ;
Work, while the dew is sparkling.
Work, 'mid springing flowers ;
Work, when the day grows brighter,
Work, in the glowing sun ;
"Work, for the night is coming.
When man's work is done.
2 Work, for the night is coming,
Work, through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor.
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store ;
Work, for the night is coming.
When man works no more.
3 Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies ;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies.
Work, till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more ;
Work, while the night is dark'ning.
When man's work is o'er.
Anxie L. Walker, 1860.
218,
Key B-flat.
1 Yield not to temptation,
For yielding is sin.
Each victory will help you
Some other to win ;
Fight manfully onward.
Dark passions subdue,
Look ever to Jesus,
He '11 carry you through.
Ask the Saviour to help you,
Comfort, strengthen and keep you,
He is willing to aid you,
He will carry you through.
2 Shun evil companions.
Bad language disdain,
God's name hold in rev'rence.
Nor take it in vain ;
Be thoughtful and earnest.
Kind-hearted and true.
Look ever to Jesus,
He'll carry you through.
3 To him that o'ercometh
God giveth a crown.
Through faith we shall conquer.
Though often cast down ;
He who is your Saviour,
Our strength will renew.
Look ever to Jesus,
He'll carry you through.
H. R. Palmer.
INDEX,
Titles in Small Caps.
A
No.
A Few More Years Shall Roll. 171
A Great Rock Stands in a Weary LaM 16
A Mighty Fortress is Our God 90
A Shelter in the Time of Storm 54
Abide with Me 138
Ahira 100
Alleluia! Hark, They Sing 86
All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name.. 4.S
All Glory to Jesus be Given 82
All My Journey Through 125
Am I a Soldier of the Cross 209
Amid the Trials Which I Meet .... 24
And Can I Yet Delay 187
And Can it Be That I Should Gain . 98
Are l^ou Ready for Your Lord 97
Are You Coming to Jesus Now. . 115
As Your Journey Through Life 40
Awake and Sing the Song of Moses. 18&
B
Balerma 183
Behold on Yonder Mountain 26
Behold Me Standing at the Door. . . 58
Behold a Stranger Wondrous Fair. . 66
Beneath His Wing 160
Be Present at Our Table Lord 136
Beyond is Canaan 141
Blessed Saviour, Thee I Love 74
BOYLSTON , 187
By Grace Redeemed Through Thy
Blood 60
By Jordan's Strand 79
By and By 152
By Thine Eye, O God Allseemg. ... 25
C
Calm on the Bosom of Thy God 131
Calvary , 70
Cast Thy Burden on the Lord. 139
Christ is all the World to Me. 170
Cling to the Bible My Boy 4a
Cohansey . . 131
Come and See 175
Come Holy Spirit Heavenly Dove. .212
Come to Our Father's House 65
Come Thou Apart and Rest Awhile. 134
Come Unto Me 14f-
First Lines IN Roman.
C
Come Ye Disconsolate. 78*
Conquering Canaan 87
Coronation 45
D
Descend From Heaven Immortal
Dove 158-
Down at the Fount 124
Do Not Say Nay 153;
Don't Keep Jesus Waiting 119 •
Drifting Away.. 130'
E:
Eucharist; 45-
Evening Hymn. 202 '.
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Fade, Fade Each Earthly Joy 108^
Fading, Still Fading 77
Far from These Scenes of Night. . . 182 .
Father, Heavenly Father 21
Father in Thy Love Draw Near Us 92 •
Father Lead Me 145 •
Father Lead Thou Me 156-
Father Whate'er of Earthly Bliss. .. 29
Flee AS A Bird 95
FLING OUT the Banner 146 •
Forever with the Lord- 181
Frae a Life Overshadowed wi Trials 8
From all that Dwell Below the Skies 1
G
Geer 102^
Give Your. Heart to god To-
night 93
Glory be to the Father 2
Glorious Fountain 155 .
Glori Patri 2
Glorying in the Cross 45
Grace 'tis a Charming Sound 72
God Forbid That I Should Glory. . .127*
God's Perfect Law Converts 142 ■
Good-Night 12^'
Go WORK.TO-IXAY 85 '
INDEX.
H
No.
H«il Sweetest, Dearest Tie That
Binds 168
HAiiLELUJAH! Gain a Mansion 162
Hallelujah! I Am Thine 46
Hallowed Hour of Prater 57
Hark My Soul it is the Lord 81
Hark, the Trump of God is
Sounding 106
Hark, Ten Thousand Harps and
Voices 110
Hasten Sinner to be Wise 208
Hast Thou Heard of Jesus 112
Have You Found Jesus 166
Harwell 110
Heber 204
He's Calling for Thee 143
He's Just the Same To-day 26
Helpless I Come to Jesus'
Blood 150
He Leadeth Me 198
He Leads Me . 31
He Redeemed Me 9
Ho. Ye Thirs^v. Je?us Calls You. . . 15
Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide. . . 180
HOSANNA TO THE LaMB OF GOD.. .158
How Blest the Thought that Jesus
Knows 6
How Can I But Love Him. ... 35
How Firm a Foundation 193
How Sweet the Name of Jesus
Sounds 204
I
I Am Far Frae My Hame 177
I Am Passing Down the Valley 51
I Am Safe Whatever May Betide Me. 159
I Am Trembling in the Balance 93
I Could Not Do Without Thee ... .165
If My Desciples Thou Wouldst Be. 68
If You Will 105
I Have Longed for the Bliss of
Pardon 116
I Have Heard a Wondrous Story. . 5
I Have Plunged Beneath the Flood. 46
I Heard the Voice of Jesus Say 149
I Know I Am Redeemed 99
I Know I Love Thee Better Lord 3
I Know That Mt Redeemer Lives 1 1
I Long to be There ... 56
I Lovp Thy Kingdom Lord 213
I'll Enter the Open Door 116
I'll Sing of the Story 179
I'm Helpless, Lord to Thee I Fly . 53
I'm Not Ashamed to Own My Lord . 184
I'm Thinking of thB Good Old Days 19
I Need Thee Lord 59
I Need Thee Every Hour 205
In His Pastures Green He Leads Me 31
No,
In the Silent Midnight Watches. . . 121
In Heavenly Love Abiding 91
In the Book There is a Story 50
t Praise the Wondrous Love of Go^^ 9
I Stand Beside the Crimson Stream 13
Is My Name There 1 57
Is Thy Cruse of Comfort FAiri-
ING 1 51
It May be Far, It May bo Near 152
Ives 113
Jacob's Well 73
Jesus Bids You Come 103
Jesus Came to Seek His Lost Ones 94
Jesus Graciously is Calling 115
Jesus Hail Thoii King of Glory .... 169
Jesus I My Cross Have Taken.. . 173
Jesus Is Mighty to Save 82
Jesus Is Mine 108
Jesus Keep Me Near the Cross 191
Jesus Lover of My Soul 216
Jesus Loves the Children 27
Jesus My Lord 126
Jesus of Nazareth Died for Me 53
Jesus Sat by the Well and a Woman 73
Jesus Saviour Pilot Me 144
Jesus the Very Thought of Thee . . 183
Jesus Thine All- victorious Love . . 206
Jesus Will Let You In 65
Jerusalem My Home 172
Jewett 122
Joy of My Soul 1 74
Just as I Am Without One Plea 214
Just as Thou Art Without One Trace. 103
Keep Me Ever Near Thy Side 37
Laban 185
Laborers of Christ Arise lOd
Langing for Hame 8
Lead Me By the Hand 25
Let the Stranger In 66
Life and Love 7
Lights Along the Shore 109
LiSCHER 128
Living Water 5
Look Up My Soul 133
Lord of the Worlds Above.. 129
Loved Ones in Glory 107
Loving Words That's Nightly Spok-
en 12
M
May I Come In 58
Mizpah 62
More Love to Thee 84
INDEX.
m
No.
M
More Than Tongue Can Tell.. . 4
My AlN COUNTRIE 177
My Faith Beholds the Jewel Walls . . 18
My Jesus as Thou Wilt 122
My Jesus Knows 6
My Soul be on the Guard 185
My Soul Will Overcome 150
My Weary Soul for Kest and Shelter 14
N
Naomi 29
Near the Cross 191
Nearer to Thee 37
Nearer My God to Thee 196
No More Good-Byes 22
No Sorrow There ". ..181
Nothing but the Living Water. 148
O Come and Dwell in Me 210
O Carry Thy Burden no Longer. . . 143
O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing. 215
O Home of Rest for Thee I Sigh. . . 56
O How I Love Jesus 76
O Had I Wings, I Sigh and Say 139
<) How blest is the Man Unto Whom. 99
O I Am so Weak and so Helpless . .178
O Lord be Merciful to me 101
O S.\viouR Dear 120
O Silvery Sea 30
O Sing for Joy ye Heavens 17
O Soul on Worldly Pleasures Bent. 52
O the Meetings 176
O Turn Ye, O Turn Ye 194
O Toiler in the Vineyard 48
O'er the Gloomy Hills of Darkness. 199
Oh Where Will You Be 69
Oh When Shall I See Jesus 170
Oh Wonderful, Wonderful Grace. . . 49
Old Hundred 1
Oil Calvary's Brow 63
Once More We're Met in Jesus
Name 62
O.sE Sweetly Solemn Thought. 41
Only a Few More Burdens Must
We Carry 88
On the Mountain's Top Appearing. 197
Palms of Glory, Raiment Bright. . . 114
Pass Me Not, O Gentle Saviour. 140
Pilot 144
Pleyel's Hymn 208
Portuguese Hymn 193
Power TO Save 71
V raise Ye the Lord 23
PwECious Promise 192
Precious Name 200
No.
147
Quit You Like Men,
R
Rescue the Perishing 203
Return and Come to God 186
Return Ye 38
Rest of the Weary and Hope of the
Soul Ill
Rhine 189
Rise and Let Him In 121
Rock of Ages 195
Sailing Into Port 33
Sailor on the Ocean 47
Sailor Though the Darkness Gath-
ers 33
Satisfied By and By 10
Saviour Breathe an Evening Bless-
ing 202
Saviour the Day is Declining 89
Shall We Gather at the River . 16 1
Show Us Thy Face 92
Sicily 117
Silver Street 72
Silently the Shades of Evening. . . 201
Singing Through THE Gates 18
Some Day, Sometime 137
Soldiers of the Living God 87
Solders of Jesus His Cross we Bear 34
Spalding 142
Spanish Hymn 74
Stand for the Right 34
Star of my Night Ill
Stockwell 201
Take My Life and Let it be. 211
Take the Name of Jesus With You. 200
Take Up the Cross 68
Teach Me How to Pray .134
Tell Me the Old. Old Story 167
That Means Me 94
The Angels Watch Till Early Morn-
ing 96
The Blissful Hope 168
The Crimson Stream 13
The Farther Shore 20
The Good Old Days 19
The Gospel Comes Like Cloudless
Mom 67
The HoiiLOW of God's Hand 159
The King Will BE There 118
The Lord of the Vineyard is Waiting 32
INDEX.
No.
The Lord's Our Kock, in Him We
Hide 54
The Love that Jesus has for Me 4
The Mistakes of My Life Have
Been Many 207
The Mighty to Save 96
The Old, Old Stoky 167
The Old Ship Zion 75
The Praise of Him Who Died for
Me 120
The Precious Blood 163
The Rest Beyond .' 50
The Reaper and the Flowers. . 154
The Royal Way 83
'1"HE Saviour is Coming 39
The Sinner's Cry 101
The Shadow of the Cross 127
The Wages of Sin is Death 52
There are Loved ones in Glory. . . . 107
There are Lights Along the Shore. .109
There is a Dear and Hallowed Spot 70
There is Peace, There is Par-
don 32
There is Joy. 36
There's a Song My Heart is Singing 71
There is a Name I Love 102
There is a Fountain Filled With
Blood 155
Thrre is Sunshine in My Soul . . 42
There's a Glad and Shining Shore. 20
There is a Book of Life Above 157
There's Now No Condemnation 133
They are Drifting Away 130
Thine Alone 60
This I Know 164
Though Your Sins be as Scar-
let 55
Thou Mightir Than I 178
Thou Dear Redeemer, Dying Lamb.189
Thou Thinkest, Lord, of Me. .. 24
Thy Way, not Mine, O Lord 123
Till He Come 88
'Tis the Hallowed Hour of Prayer. . 57
To-Day 64
To Save a Poor Sinner 179
Triumphant King. 167
Trusting in My Saviour 125
Vale op Beulah
61
No
Wayward Feet are Homeward Turn-
ing.. 36;
We are on the Deep, We are Sailing 75
We are on Our Journey Home 80"
We Know not yet 28.
Welcome, Delightful Morn 128-
Welcome, Hour of Praise and
Prayer . , 117-
We May Spread Our Couch With
Roses 85.
We Thank the Lord for This, Our
Food 135.
What Can Sweetly Fill My Soul . . 148*
What Joy the Gospel Brings. . . 6T
What a Precious, Precious Friend
is He 35.
What More Could He Do? 49'
What Though the Morning Be Fair
and Bright 156.
When All thy Mercies, O, My God. 190'
When Childhood's Joys Have Taken
Wing 59>
When He Comes 97"
When I Shall Wake in That Fair
Morn 10^
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross 45«
Whereas I Was Once Blind, But
Now I See 164^
Which Side? 61
Whisper a Message 89^
Who Are These Like Stars Appear-
ing? 86:
Who Are These in Bright Array? .113^
Who at My Door is Standing?. .104
Who is on the Lord's Side? 61
Who'll be the Next? 44t
Whosoever Will 15-
Why Will Ye Die? 1ft
With Jesus Near 132'
Wondrous Life that Came From
Heaven T
Wondrous Love 81
Work for the Night is Coming 217"
Work On 48
You Can Have Your Sins Forgiven. 105-
Yield not to Temptation 218'
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The authors, Messrs. W. T. Shbrwi?- and
C. C. Case, are well known to leaders of
Sunday Schools through the ccyntry, ara their work
v.iil at once commend itself. Not a poor hymn is
in the book. I f in want of a new singing book tht
Port/olio 0/ Sunday School Songs will pleasr
scholars, parents, teachers and every-one. Send
for a samp e copy.
NOTES OF VICTORY. A new Sunday
School Song Book.
By E. S Lorenz and W. A. Ogden.
The two authors united in the preparation of this
work have long enjoyed, in their separate fields, a
large and well deserved popularity. In this com-
bined effort they have far excelled any former work
In every feature that goes to make up a book of real
worth.
192 pages of Gem, $3.60 per doz. $30.00 per loi
by express.
By mail 35c. each.
WELCOME SONCS, No. f.
WELCOME SONCS, No. 2.
WELCOME SONGS, Nc. 3.
WELCOME SONGS, No. 4.
The large success of our " new feature " in Sun-
day School Hymn Books, as presented in Welcom •
Songs, is not without cause. The plan upon which
the books have been made has been endorsed by
practical Sabbath School workers throughout the
land, and they have universally admitted ue follow-
ing facts :
FIRST.— Hymn books written by one or two
authors often contain only a small proportion 4f
strictly first-class hymns, the balance in too many
instances being made up of such composition as the
authors have produced, ard while of no special
merit, are thought good enough to fill up.
SECOND. — Few schools use more than from
twenty to twenty-five hymns from the book in use,
although paying lor a much larger collectioa to no
purpose.
Price of either of the above four numbers:
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WELCOME SONGS. COMBINED.
Containing Nos. i and 2 in one volume.
Per 100 copies, only $10.00., by mail $11.50
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by mail •• ........ 1.65
FLEMING H. REVELL, PUBLISHER,
NEW York: 12 Bible House.
I Chicago: 148 4 150 Madison St.
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