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L. M. 

1 Praise God from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him all creatures here below; 
Praise Mm above, ye heavenly host: 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

2 Praise Iura whose migbty throne is high ; 
Whose robes are ligbt and majesty; 
Whose terrors keep the world in awe ; 
Whose justice gnards his holy law. 

3 Great is the Lord, and great his might ! 
Kind are his ways, his judgments right; 
In love he builds his holy throne, 

And ever makes his mercy known. 

4 Through all his works his wisdom shines, 
And baffles Satans deep designs ; 

His power is sovereign to fultil 
The noblest counsels of his will. 

C. M. 

1 All hail the great ImmanueVs name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall ! 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all ! 

2 Let Gentile sinners not forget. 

Who saves them from the fall; 
Go spread your trophie3 at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all! 


3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race — 

A remnant weak and small — 
Hau him wlio saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all ! 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all ! 

5 0, that with yonder sacred throng 

I at his feet may fall, 
And join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all ! 


S. M. 

1 Awake, and sing the song 

Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake, every heart and every 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, your glorious King. 

4 Soon shall we hear him say, 

" Ye blessed children, come ! " 
Soon will he call us all away 
To our eternal home. 

5 Then shall our raptured tongue 

His endless praise proclaim, 
And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 


C. M. 

1 Thou from whom all goodness flows, 

I lift my soul to thee ; 
In all my conflicts. fears, and woes, 
Do thou remember me. 

2 When trials sore obstruci my way, 

Ancl ills I cannot flee; 
0, let my strens'th be as my day ; 
Do thou remember me. 

3 If, for thy sake, lipon my name 

Reproach and shame shall be, 
I welcome both reproach and shame; 
Do thou remember me. 

4 And when before thy throne I stand, 

A nd all thy glory see, 
0, bid me pass to thy right hand ; 
0, then remember me ! 


1 Jesus, refuge of my soul, 

Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the r «ging billows roll, 

While the tempest still is high ; 
Hide me, my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past ! 
Safe into the haven guide, 

And receive me at the last. 

2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
Leave, 0, 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. 

P. M. 


Thou, Christ, art all I want; 

All in all in thee I find ; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is thy name ; 

Thine is perfect righteousness. 
Save me from my sin and shame ; 

Fill me with thy truth and grace. 


L. M. 

1 Thou, to whose all-searching sight 
The darkness shineth as the light, 
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; 
0, burst these bonds and set it free. 

2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross ; 
Nail my affections to the cross ; 
Hallow each thought, let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 

3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 

Be thou my light, my guide, my way ; 

No foes or violence I fear, 

Or fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 

4 When floods my spirit overflow, 
And I shall sink in waves of wo, 
O, then thy timely aid impart, 

To raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

S. M. 

1 In expectation sweet, 

We wait, and sing, and pray, 
Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, 
And see an endless day. 

2 He comes, the Conqueror comes; 

Death falls beneath his sword ; 
The joyful prisoners burst the tombs, 
And rise to meet their Lord. 


3 The trumpet sounds, "Awake! 

Ye dead, to judgment come!*' 
The pillars of creation shake, 
While man receives his doom. 

4 Thrice happy morn for those 

Who love the ways of peace ; 
Xo night of sorrow ere shall close, 
Or shade their perfect bliss. 


L. M. 

1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 

And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveller, 

2 '-Deny thyself and take thy cross," 

Is the Redeemer's great command ; 
Xature must count her gold but dross. 
That we may gain the heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 

And walks the ways of God no more, 
Is but esteemed almost a saint. 
And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; 

Create my heart entirely new — 
Which hypocrites cannot attain, 
And vile apostates never knew. 


1 There is a King of glory, 
Ere long on earth to rise, 
Sung in prophetic story, 

Pescending from the skies ; 
The babe of Bethlehem is he, 
It is the man of Calvary ; 
Not crowned with thorns and gory, 
But crowned with glory now: 

P. M. 


Not set at naught to-day, 
Not mocked and led away, 
But crowned witli everlasting glory now. 

2 He cometh, cometh speedy 

To save his suffering saints — 
Saints groaning, waiting, ready, 
And endeth their complaints. 
Witli joy they meet hhn in the air, 
And shout the swelling triumph there : 

No longer poor and needy, 

But crowned with glory now: 
Not one reviled that day ! 
None stumble in the way, 

All crowned with everlasting glory now. 

3 O, tears, and sin, and sighing, 

Now let your prisoners go ; 

Discharged from pain and dying, 
And from a world of wo ! 

I go to Christ, he comes to me, 

We meet in bright eternity : 
On clouds he cometh flying, 
On clouds of glory now ; 

Victorious in his wars, 

Füll many a palm he bears, 
And crowns of everlasting glory now. 

4 0, what is tribulation — 

What all the ills 1 bear — 
Compared with this salvation 

And all the glory there ? 
Behold the city fair and high, 
Bright capital of earth and sky, 

That dureth with duration, 

All filled with glory now ! 
The armies of his grace 
Triumphant reach the place : 

All glory, everlasting glory now ! 

5 There every sight that pleases, 

There every sound that cheers, 


There sweet immortal breezes, 

Inspire the palmy years; 
There all the just join in one band, 
From every age, from every land, 

All honoring King Jesus — 

All crowned wlth glory now : 
The people of his grace 
Have reached the heavenly place. 

Hail, glory ! everlasting glory now ! 

10. P- »• 

1 Hark ! the song of jubilee, 

Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fulness of the sea 

"When it breaks upon the shore. 

2 Hall ein j ah! for the Lord 

God Omnipotent shall reign; 
Hallelujah! let the word 

Echo round the earth and rnain. 

3 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound 

From the centre through the skies, 
"Wakes above. beneath, around, 
All creation's harmonies. 

4 See Jehovah's banner furled. 

Sheathed his sword — the work is done: 
Now the kingdoms of this world 
Are the kingdoms of his Son ! 

5 He shall reign from pole to pole, 

With illimitable sway; 
The wide earth he shall control ; 
Nor his kingdom pass away. 


1 "Watchman! teil us of the night, 
What its signa of promise are. 
Traveller ! in yon heavenly height 
6ee that glory-beamiug star! 

P. M. 


Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 

Traveller ! yes, it brings the day, 
Promised day of Israel. 

2 Watchman ! teil us of the night; 

Higher yet that star ascends. 
Traveller ! blessedness and light, 

Peaee and truth its course portends. 
Watchman ! will its beams alone, 

Gild the spot that gave them birth? 
Traveller! ages are its own; 

See, it shines through all the earth ! 

3 Watchman ! teil us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Traveller ! darkness takes its flight ; 

Doubt and t error are withdrawn, 
Watchman ! let thy wandering cease ; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home, 
Traveller ! lo, the Prince of peace — 

Lo, the Son of God has come ! 


P. M. 

1 thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight ; 

On whom in affliction I call ; 
My comfort by day, and my song in the night, 
My hope, my salvation, my all; 

2 0, why should I wander an alien from thee ? 

Why leave my belovecl and die ? 
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, 
Nor heed when for pity I cry. 

3 This is my Beloved, his form is divine, 

His vestments shed odors around ; 
The locks on his head are-as grapes on the vine, 
When autumn with plenty is crowned. 

4 His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, 

Is heard through the shadow of death ; 


The cedars of Lebanon bow at bis feet ; 
The air is perfumed with bis breatb. 

5 Love sits on his eyelids and scatters delight 
Tbrougb all tbe brigbt mansions on high ; 
Tbeir faces tbe cherubim veil in his sight, 
And prostrate before him they lie. 

G He looks, and tbe angels in glory rejoice, 
And myriads wait for bis word ; 
He speaks. and eternity filled witb bis voice, 
Re-ecboes tbe praise of tbe Lord. 


P. M. 

1 Hark ! wbence tbat voice ? 
Hark ! hear tbe joyful sbouting ! 
See. see what splendor 
Spreads its beams around us, 

Turning dark midnight 
Into noontide glory, 
As it approaches. 

2 Witb pomp majestic, 
See tbe beavenly vision 
Swiftly descending. 
"While attending angels, 

Pour acclamation, 
And celestfal cbanting, 
Waking attention. • 

3 Give God tbe glory, 
All ye bosts celestial ; 
Peace dwells on eartb, 
And man enjoys tbe favor ! 

Ptise now. ye fallen, 
Heirs to life eternal ! 
Tbrougb tbe Mediator. 

4 0. may impressions 

Of God's boundless mercy, 

Ever remind us, 

Of our grateful duty : 


Sweet the employment. 
To proclaim his goodness 
And sing his praises. 


L. M. 

1 God, in the gospel of his Son, 
Makes his eternal counsels known : 
Lo, here his richest mercy shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 

To form our minds and cheer our hear.ts ; 
Its influenae makes the sinner live ; 
It bids the drooping saintrevive. 

3 Our raging passions it controls, 
And comfort yields to contrite souls ; 
It brings a better world in view, 

• And guides us all our journey through. 

4 May this blest treasure ever lie 
Close to my heart, and near my eye ; 
And every hour my soul engage, 
And be my lasting heritage. 

15. L. M. 

1 Betöre Jehovah's awful throne, 

Ye natiohs bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 

Formed us of clay when we began ; 
And when like wandering sheep we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again, 

3 Now crowd his gates with thankful songs ; 

High as the heavens your voices raise ; 
Let earth with her unnumbered tongues, 
Fill all his courts with sounding praise ! 


4 Be thou exalted. my God, 

Above the heavens where angels dwell ! 
Thy power on eartli be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders teil ! 

16. C. M. 

1 Lord, in thy ternple, thou shalt hear 

My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer ; 
To thee lift up mine eye ; 

2 Up to that world where Christ is gone 

To plead for all his saints, 
Fresenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our com piain ts. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners cannot be thy delight, 
Or dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort, 

To taste thy mercies here ; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 
And wörship in thy fear. 


P. M. 

1 To-day the Saviour calls ! 

Ye Wanderers come ! 
ye benighted souls, 
Why longer roam ? 

2 To-day the Saviour calls ! 

hear him now ! 
Within these sacred walls 
To Jesus bow. 

3 To-day the Saviour calls ! 

For refuge fiy ; 
The storm of justice falls; 
Ruin is nigh. 


4 Tlie Spirit calls to-day ! 
Yield to his power ; 
grieve hira not away ! 
This is his hour ! 

18. p. m. 

1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 

This is your accepted hour ; 
Jesus ready Stands to save you, 
Füll of pity, love, and power. 

2 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 

Lost and ruined by the fall ; 

If you tarry tili you are better, 

You will never come at all. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him. 

4 0, embrace the news of pardon 

Offered to you by the Lord ; 
Hear his pleadings — 0, how tender ! 
Listen to his loving word. 

19. L. M. 

1 Show pity, Lord ; Lord, forgive — 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes, though great, cannot surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace ; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound ; 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 0, wash my soul from every sin, 

And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
Here, on my heart, the bürden lies, 
Aud past ofFences pain mine eyes. 


4 0. save a trembling sinner, Lord, 

Whose hope is hovering round thy word, 
To lig'bt on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 


P. IL 

1 In Eclen's bowers so lovely. 

"Where oft we yet shall stray. 
Where fountains sweet are gushing, 

Sliines one eternal day, 
Shmes one eternal day— 

Never forget will I — 
And for Jesus Christ my Saviour, 

I would lay nie down and die. 

2 There gentle breezes ever 

"Will fan the vietor's brow : 
There songs of heavenly concert, 

Fill the ever present now, • 
Fill the ever present now — 

To be there still I cry; 
And for Jesus Christ my Saviour, 

I would lay me down and die. 

3 There the trees of life are growing 

Iq the Paradise of God : 
There the stream of life is flowing 

In the midst of that abode. 
In ihe midst of that abode — 

To be there I will try. 
And for Jesus Christ my Saviour. 

I would lay me down and die. 

4 There is pleasure. never dying, 

At thy right hand, O Lord! 
There by the holy angels 

Our Jesus is adored, 
Our Jesus is adored — 

He sits enthroned on high. 
Glory unto Christ the Saviour, 

AVho for us came down to die. 


P. M. 


1 0, liow happy are they 
Who their Saviour obey, 

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

Of a soul in its earliest love. 

2 That sweet comfort was mine 
When the favor divine 

I first found in the blood of the Lamb ; 

When, at first, I believed 

What a joy 1 received ! 
What a heaven in Jesus' blest narae ! 

3 Jesus all the day long 
Was my joy and my soug ; 

that all his salvation might see ! 

He hath loved me, I cried, 

He hath suffered and died, 
To redeem even rebels like me. 

4 the rapturous height 
Of that holy delight 

Which I feit in the life-giving blood! 

Of my Saviour possessed, 

I was perfectly blest, 
As if filled with the fulness of God ! 


C. M. 

1 Father of mercies, in thy word 

What endless glory shines ! 
Forever be thy name adored 
For these immortal lines. 

2 Here the blest tree of knowledge grows. 

And yields a rieh repast; 
Here purer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 


3 Lo, here the Saviour's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life, and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

4 may this heavenly treasure be 

My ever-dear delight; 
And still new beanties may I see, 
And still increasing liffht. 



C. 31. 

What shall I render to my God 
For all bis kindness shown? 

My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 

Among the saints who fill thy house, 

My ofierings shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows 

My soul in anguish made. 

3 How happy all thy servants are ! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life. which thou hast made thy care, 
Lord, I devote to thee. 

4 Xow I am thine, forever thine, 

Nor shall my purpose move ; 
Thy band hath loosed my bonds of pain, 
And bound me with thy love ! 


Thine oath and promise. mighty God, 

Recorded in thy word, 
Become out hope's foundation broad, 

And surety afford. 

Like Abraham, the friend of God, 
Thy faithfulness we prove ; 

We tread in paths the fathers trod, 
Biest with thy light and love. 

C. M. 


3 Largely our consolation flows, 

While we expect the day 
That ends our griefs, and pains, and woes, 
And drives our fears away. 

4 Let floods of mighty vengeance roll, 

And compass earth around; 
Let thunder sound from pole to pole, 
And earthquakes vast astound; 

5 Let nature all convulse and shake, 

And angry nations rage ; 
Thy name our hiding-place we make : 
To save thou dost engage. 


L. M. 

1 Wken marslialled on the nightly piain, 

The glittering host bestud the sky, 
One star alone of all the train, 
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 

2 Hark ! Hark ! to God the chorus breaks 

From every host, from every gern ; 
Bat one alone the Saviour speaks, — 
It is the star of Bethlehem. 

3 Once on the raging seas I rode ; 

The storm was loud, the night was dark ; 
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 

4 Deep horror then my courage froze ; 

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem : 
When suddenly a star arose, — 
It was the star of Bethlehem. 

5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; 

It bade my dark foreboding cease ; 
And through the storm and danger's thrall, 
It led me to th.e port of peace. 


6 Xow, safely moored from perils sore, 
I sing first in night's diadem, 
Most joyfully forevermore. 
Tlie brilliant star of Bethlehem. 


C. M. 

1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 

Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners plunged beneath that fiood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there may I, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved, to sin no more. 

4 And since, by faith. I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be tili I die. 

5 I, in a nobler sweeter song, 

Shall sing thy power to save, 
When this poor lisping stammering tongne 
Is ransomed from the grave. 


S. M. 

1 Beside the gospel pool, 

Appointed for the poor, 
From day to day my helpless soul 
Hath waited for a eure. 

2 How often have I thought, 

Why should I longer lie? 
Surely the merey I have BOUg 
Is not for such as I. 


3 But whither can I go ? 

There is no other pool 
Where streams of sovereign mercy flow 
To make a sinner whole. 

4 Still, then from day to day 

I wait, and hope, and try. 
Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, 
Yet suffer him to die? 


L. M. 

1 The Christian warrior, see him stand, 

In the whole armor of his God ; 
The Spirit's sword is in his hand ; 
His feet are with the gospel shod. 

2 In panoply of truth complete, 

Salvation's helmet on his head, 
With righteousness, a breastplate meet, 
And faith's broad shield before him spread. 

3 With this omnipotence he moves ; 

From this the rebel armies flee ; 
Till more than conqueror he proves, 
Through Christ, who gives him victory. 

4 Thus strong in his Redeemer's Strength, 

Sin, death, and hell he tramples down; 
Fights the good fight, and wins at length, 
Through mercy, an immortal crown. 

29. l * 

1 Wait on the Lord, ye heirs of hope, « 

And let his word support each soul; 
Well can he bear your courage up, 
And all your foes and fears control. 

2 He waits his own well chosen hour, 

Intended mercy to display; 
Oft his paternal pity moves, 
While wisdom dictates a delay. 


3 Biest are the patient souls that wai: 

With sweet Submission to his will ; 
Harmonious all their passions move. 
And in the midst of storms are still. 

4 And when their Father's well known voice 

Wakens their silence into songs, 
Then earth grows vocal with his praise, 
And heaven the grateful shout prolongs. 

30. l «• 

1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 

And gird the gospel armor on ; 
March to the gates of endless joy, 
Where Jesus has before thee gone, 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 

But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross ; 
And sung the triumph when he rose. 

3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 

Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, 

And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 

4 There shall I wear the victor's crown, 

And magnify almighty grace ; 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 


C. M. 

1 When I can read my title clear 

To mansions in the skies, 
I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my w§eping eyes. 

2 Let earth against my soul engage, 

And fiery darts be hurled, 
Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 


3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 

Let storms of sorrow fall ; 
So I but safely reach ray home, 
My God, my rest, my all. 

4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin nor sorrow know; 
Biest fields, through rüde and stornry scenes 
I onward press to you. 

32. s. m. 

1 Equip me for the war, 

And teach me, Lord, to fight; 
My heart with fervency prepare, 
And guide me ever right. 

2 Control my every thought ; 

My whole of sin remove ; 
Let all my works in thee be wrought ; 
Let all be wrought in love. 

3 0, arm me with the mind, 

Meek Lamb, that was in thee, 
And let my knowiag zeal be joined, 
With perfect charity. 

4 0, may I love like thee, 

In all thy footsteps tread ! 
Forever hate iniquity, 

But nothing thou hast made. 


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 Sure I must fight if I would reign; 

Incrense my courage, Lord, 
To bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

C. M. 


3 Thy saints in all this glorious war 

Shall conquer, though they die ; 
They see the triumph from afar 
By faith's discerning eye. 

4 When tbat illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thine arrnies sliine, 
In robes of victory through tlie skies, 
The glorv shall be thine. 


P. M. 

1 Soldiers of the cross, arise! 

Lo, your Leader, from the skies, 
Waves before you giory's prize — 

Prize of victory. 
Seize your armor, gird it on ; 
Lo, the strife will soon be done ; 
Soon the battle will be won; 

Struggle manfully. 

2 Jesus conquered when he feil! 
Met and vanquished earth and hell ; 
Now he leads you on to swell 

The triumphs of his cross. 
Though all earth and hell appear, 
Who will doubt or who will fear? 
God our strength and shield is near ; 

We shall gain our cause. 

3 Onward, then. ye hosts of God! 
Jesus points the victor's road ; 
Follow where your Leader trod ; 

You shall see his face. 
Soon your foes shall all be slain ; 
Crowns of glory you shall gain, 
When you with the conquering train, 

Shout your Leader's praise. 



P. M. 

1 Come let us anew 
Our journey pursue, 

Roll round with the year, 
And never stand still 
Till the Master appear. 

2 His adorable will 
Let us gladly fulfil, 

And our talents improve, 
By the patience of hope, 
And the labor of love. 

3 Our life as a dream, 
Our time as a stream, 

Glides swiftly away ; 
And the fugitive moment 
ßefuses to stay. 

4 that each in the day 
Of his coming may say, 

"I have fought my way thron gh ; 
I have finished the work 
Thou didst give me to do." 


P. M. 

1 Jesus, at thy command 

I launch into the deep, 
And leave my native land, 
Where sin lulls all asleep; 
For thee I fain would all resign, 
And thus embark with thee and thine. 

2 Christ is my pilot wise, 

My compass is his word ; 
My soul each storm defies 
While I have such a Lord; 
I trust his faithfulness and power, 
To save me in the trying hour. 


3 Though rocks and quieks ands deep 

Through all my passage lie, 
Yet he shall safely keep 

And guide me with bis eye : 
How can I sink with such a prop, 
That bears the world and all things np. 

4 By faith I see the land, 

The port of endless rest; 
0, make my sails expand, 
My Saviour, ever blest ] 

0. may I reach the heavenly shore, 
Where winds and waves distress no more ! 

37. c. m. 

1 In evil long I took delight, 
Unawed by shame or fear, 
Till a new object Struck my sight, 
And checked my wild career. 

'1 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
In agonies and blood, 
Who fixed his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never tili my latest breath 

Can I forget that look; 
It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 A second look he gave, which said, 

"I freely all forgive; 
This blood is for your ransom paid; 
1 die that you may live." 


C. M 

1 0, for a faith that will not shrink, 
Though pressed by many a foe ; 
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of poverty or wo. 


2 A faith that shines more bright and clear 

When tempests rage without ; 
That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt. 

3 That bears unmoved the world's dread frown, 

Nor heeds its scornful smile; 
That sin's wild ocean cannot drown, 
Nor its soft arts beguile ; 

4 A faith that keeps the narrow way, 

By truth restrained and led, 
And with a pure ancl heavenly ray 
Lights up the dying bed, 


C. M. 

1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound ! 

That saved a wretch like me ; 
I once was lost, but now am found ; 
Was blind, but now I see. 

2 Thy grace has taught me, Lord, to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did thy grace appear 
The hour I first believed ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already come ; 
Thy grace has led me safe thus far, 
And grace shall lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promised good to me ; 

His word my hope secures ; 
He will my shield and portion be 
As long as life endures. 

5 And when these mortal powers shall fail, 

And present life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the veil, 
A life of joy and peace. 


6 Then let the earth dissolve like snow, 
And pass the years of time, 
That God, who ied me here below, 
Will be forever mine. 


L. If. 

1 High in the heavens, eternal God, 

Thy goodness in füll glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
That veils and darkens thy designs. 

2 Forever firm thy justice Stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep; 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands; 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 Thy providence is kind and large ; 

Both man and beast thy bounty share ; 
The whole creation is thy charge, 
But saints are thy peculiar care. 

4 My God ! how excellent thy grace, 

Whence all our hope and comfort Springs 
The sons of Adam in distress 
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 


L. M. 

1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; 
Crown him, ye nations, in your song; 
His wondrous name and power rehearse; 
His honors shall enrich your verse. 

2 He rides and thunders through the sky; 
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high; 
Sing to his name, ye chosen race; 
Rejoice, ye saints before his face. 

3 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, 
And prisoners see the light again; 
But rebels who dispute his will, 
Shall dwell in gloomy darkness still. 


4 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest; 
He is your fountain and your rest; 
Wlien terrors rise, and nations faint, 
God is the strength of every saint. 

42. s. m. 

1 How perfect is thy word ! 

Thy judgments all are just; 
And ever in thy proniise, Lord, 
May we securely trust. 

2 I hear thy word in love ; 

In faith thy word obey ; 
0, send thy Spirit from above, 
And teach nie, Lord, thy way. 

3 Thy counsels all are piain, 

Thy precepts all are pure ; 

Eternal as thy years remain 

So shall thy truth endure. 

4 0, may my soul with joy, 

Trust in thy faithful word ; 
JBe it through life my glad employ 
To keep thy precepts, Lord. 

43. L.M. 

1 Jehovah reigns ! he dwells in light, 
Girded with majesty and might; 
The world, created by his hands, 
Still on its firm foundation Stands. 

2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
Or had its first foundation laid, 

Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Thyself the ever-living God! 

3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
And aim their rage against the skies ; 
In vain their rage they aim so high ! 
At thy rebuke the billows die. 


4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; 
Thy promise Stands for ever sure; 
And everlasting holiness 
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 


P. M. 

1 Lo. he comes. with clouds descending, 

Once for favored sinners slain ! 
Thousand, thousand saints attending, 
Swell the triumph of his train. 

Jesus comes on earth to reign! 

2 Every eye shall now behold him, 

Robed in dreadful majesty; 
Those who set at naught and sola him, 
Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see. 

3 TVhen the solemn trump has sounded, 

Heaven and earth shall flee away. 
All who hate him mnst, confounded, 
Hear the summons of that day: 

•• Come to judgment! 
Come to judgment, come away | " 


1 In the sun, and moon. and stars. 

Signa and wonders there shall be; 
Earth shall quake with fearful wäre, 
Nationa with perplexity. 

2 On the ocean's hoary deep 

Stronger tempests shall arise; 
Darker storms the mountains sweep, 
Fiercer lightnings rend the skies. 

3 Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, 

Racking doubt and restless fear ; 

P. M. 


And, amid the blazing cloud, 
Shall the Judge of men appear. 

4 But, thougli from that awful face, 

Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, 
Fear not ye, his chosen race, 
Your redemption then is nigh. 

46. c. m. 

1 My soul is happy when I hear 

The Saviour is so nigh; 
I long to see his sign appear 
Upon the parting sky. 

2 I love to wait, and watch, and pray, 

And trust his living word, 
And feel the coming of that day 
No longer is deferred. 

3 I do rejoice that life is given 

In these last days to me, 
That deathless I may rise to heaven, 
And my Redeemer see. 

4 Then, waiting brethren, let us sing — 

He will not tarry long — 
And fill with love the hours that bring 
The glory of our song. 

5 Yes, he will corae, no longer fear, 

Though earth and hell assail ; 
His word attests the moment near, 
And that can never fail. 


1 The glorious day is coming, 
The hour is rolling on, 
Its radiant light is beaming, 
Eesplendent as the sun; 

P. M. 


In von bright clouds of heaven 

The Saviour will appear, 
And gatlier all his chosen 

To meet him in the air. 

2 Then fire from God descending, 

Shall sweep frora shore to shore, 
And nations, loud lamenting, 

Shall sink to rise no more. 
Though tears with groans are blended, 

Yet vainly now they cry ; 
The day of hope is ended, 

And sinners all must die. 

3 But saints shall be victorious, 

And joy to meet the Lord ; 
An earth more bright and glorious 

Is promised in his word. 
Our God himself, there reigning, 

Shall wipe all tears away; 
No darkness then remaining, 

But one eternal day. 

4 0, Christian, wake from sleeping. 

And let your works abound; 
Be watching, praying, weeping, 

For soon the trump will sound ! 
0, sinner. hear the warning; 

To Jesus quickly fly ; 
Then you, on that blest morning, 

May meet him in the sky. 


P. M. 

1 From whence doth this union arise. 

That hatred is conquered by love? 
It i'astens our souls in such ties 
That nothing prevails to remove. 

2 Why are we unwilling to part, 

Since we shall ere long meet again ! 
Engraved on Immanuele heart, 
Ät distance we cannot remain. 


3 And when we shall see the glad day, 

When Jesus descends from above, 
And glory and power display, 
We then to his kingdom remove. 

4 With Jesus we ever shall reign, 

And all his bright beauty shall see, 
And sing, Hallelujah, amen ! 
Amen, even so let it be ! 

49. c. m. 

1 On Jordan's stormy bank I stand, 

And cast a wishi'ul eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 0, the transporting rapturous scene 

That rises to my sight! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight. 

3 There generous fruits, that never fail, 

On trees immortal grow; 
There rock, and hill, and brook, and vale, 
With milk and honey flow. 

4 On all those wide, extended plains, 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God in light forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 


P. M. 


There is a land of calm delight, 

To sorrowing mortals given; 
Where rapturous scenes enchant the sight, 
And all to sooth their souls unite; 

It is the gift of heaven. 

There glory shines on all the plains, 

And joy for hope is given ; 
There music swells in sweetest strains, 


And spotless beauty ever reigns ; 
It is the gift of heaven. 

3 There cloudless skies are ever bright ; 

Thence gloomy scenes are driven ; 
There, falling on the ravished sight, 
Forever bearns unsullied light; 

It is the gift of heaven. 

4 There is a stream ever to flow, 

To ransoraed pilgriras given ; 
There fairest fruits, immortal grow, 
And fadeless flowers forever blow ; 

It is the gift of heaven. 


P. M. 

1 Will you go, sinner, go 

To the high lands of Eden ? 
"Where no storms ever blow ; 

Where all bright days are given ; 
Where the sweet, blooming flowers 

Are their odors emitting. 
And the leaves of the bowers 

In the breezes are flitting. 

2 There the saints. robed in white, 

Sing by life's flowing fountains ; 
Shining beauteous and bright, 

Lo, they shout from the mountains. 
There no sin, or disraay, 

Neither trouble or sorrow, 
Will be known for the day, 

Or be feared for the morrow. 

3 Christ prepares thee a home — 

Sioner, canst thou believe it ? 
And invites thee to come — 

Sinner, wilt thou receive it? 
come, sinner, come, 

For life's tide is receding, 
And the Saviour will soon, 

And forever cease pleading. 




C. M. 

1 What heavenly music do I hear ? 

Salvation sounding free ! 
Ye souls in bondage, lend an ear, 
And hail the Jubilee ! 

2 How sweetly do the tidings roll 

All round from sea to sea, 
From land to land, from pole to pole ! 
All hau the Jubilee ! 

3 Jesus is on the mercj-seat ; 

Before him bend the knee ; 
Let heaven and earth his praise repeat, 
And hail the Jubilee ! 

4 Sinners, be wise, return aud come 

Unto the Saviour free ; 
The gospel bids you welcome home, 
To hail the Jubilee ! 


P. M. 

When shall the voice of singing 

Flow joyfully along? 
When hill and Valley, ringing 

With one triumphant song, 
Proclaim the contest ended, 

And he who once was slain, 
Again to earth descended, 

In righteousness to reign. 

54. p - M - 

1 Away with our sorrow and fear ! 

We soon shall recover our home ; 
The city of God shall appear ; 
The day of eternity come. 

2 Then mourning shall be at an end, 

When, raised by the life-giving word, 
We see the new city descend, 
Adorned as a bride for her Lord. 


3 By faith we already behold 

That holy Jerusalem here ! 
With buildings of Jasper and gold, 
And light as the crystal so clear. 

4 There saints in God's presence r»eceive 

Their great and eternal reward ; 
With Jesus forever they live. 
And reign on the earth with their Lord. 


P. M. 

1 The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair, 
Is fast onward fleeting, and soon will appear. 


"While the mighty, mighty, mighty trump 
Sounds, "Come, come away!" 
0, let us be ready to hail the glad day. 

2 The Briclegroom from glory to earth shall descend ; 
And thousands of angels around him attend. 

3 The graves will be opened, the dead will arisc, 
And with their Eedeemer will meet in the skies. 

4 The saints, then imrnortal, in glory shall reign, 
The bride with the Brideprroom for ever remain. 


C. M. 

1 TVhen the last trumpet's awful voice 

This rolling earth shall shake ; 
Then opening graves shall yield their charge, 
And dust to life awake. 

2 Those bodies that corrupted feil 

Shall incorrupted rise; 
And inortal forms shall spring to life 
Imrnortal in the skies. 

3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung 

Shall be, at last, fulfilled: 


That Death shall yield his ancient reign, 
And vanquished quit the field. 

4 Let Faith exalt her joyful voice, 
And thus begin to sing : 
"0 Grave, where is thy victory now? 
And where, Death, thy sting ? " 

57. p - m. 

1 The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the 

For Adam's lost race Ohrist has opened a fountain ; 
For sin and uncleanness — for every transgression — 
His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation." 


llailelujah! to the Lamb, who has purchased our 

We will praise him again when we pass over Jordan! 

2 0, Jesus, ride on, thy triumphs are glorious, 
Over sin. death and hell, to make us victorious: 
Thy name shall be praised in the great congregation. 
And saints shall delight to ascribe thee salvation. 

3 When immortal we stand, having gained the blest 

With our harps in our hands, we will praise him 

evermore : 
We will ränge the bright fields on the banks of the 

And sing hallelujahs for ever and ever! 

58. c- M - 

1 With joy we meditate the grace 

Of our High Priest above; 
His spirit yearns with tenderness, 
And everlasting love. 

2 Touched with a syrapathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame; 


He knows what sore temptations meau. 
For he has feit the same. 

3 He, in the days of mortal flesh. 

Poured out his prayers and tears; 
And now in glory feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

4 He will not qnench the smoking flax, 

But raise it to a flame ; 
The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Or scoras the meanest name, 


C. M. 

1 The Lord our God is clothed with migbt : 

All nature owns his will ; 
He speaks, and in his heavenly height 
The rolling sun Stands still. 

2 Let waves rebel, and on the land 

With threateuing aspect roar ! 

The Lord lifts up his awful hand, 

And chains them to the shore. 

o Let stormy winds their force conibine; 
Without his high behest 
They shall not, in the mountain piue. 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar; 

In thunder peals it flies; 
He binds the whirlwind to his car; 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations bend — with reverence bend ; 

Ye monarchs wait his nod. 
And bid your highest songs ascend 
To celebrate our God. 


r. m 


Salem's great King, Jesus by name, 
In ancient time to Jordan caine, 

All righteousness to fill ; 
And there the waiting Baptist stood. 
Whose name was John, a man of God, 

To do his Master's will. 

Down in old Jordan's rolling flood, 
The Baptist led the Larab of God, 

And there did him baptize ; 
Jehovah saw his darling Son, 
And was well pleased with what was done. 

And owned him from the skies. 

' This is my Son," Jehovah cries : 
On him to rest the Spirit flies : 

0, children, hear ye him. 
Hark! hear his voice; behold, he cries, 
; - Repent, believe, and be baptized, 
And wash away your sin." 

Come, children, come, his voice obey : 
Salem's great King has marked the way. 

And has a crown prepared; 
then arise and give consent, 
Walk in the way that Jesus went, 

And have the great reward ! 

0. M. 

0, how I long to see that day 

When the redeemed shall come 
To Zion clad in white array — 

Their blissful, endless home ! 


0, carry me home, carry me home 

To Mount Zion; 
0, carry me home to that world of light. 

Where all the saints shall dwell. 


2 My longing heart cries out. 0, come ! 
Creation groans for thee ! 
0. come, and bring- thy people home — 
Bring immortality. 


r. m. 

1 On the mountain's top appearing, 

Lo, the sacred herald Stands, 
Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
Zion long in hostile lands; 

Mourning captive, 
God himself will loose thy bands. 

2 Has thy night been long and mournful? 

Have thy friends unfaitliful proved? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornfu', 
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 euu: 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King will surely send. 


I\ M. 

How happy are the little flock, 

Who, safe beneath their guardiaa Rock, 

In all commotions rest! 
When war's and tumult's waves run kig 1 ;, 
Unmoved above the storm they lie, 

And lodge in Jesus' breast. 

Such happiness, Lord, have we, 
By mercy gathered iuto thee, 

Before the Üoods descend; 
And while the bursting cloud comes down, 
We mark the vengefui day begun, 

And calmly wait the end. 


3 Thy tokens we with joy confess ; 

The war proclaims thee Prince of Peace ; 

The earthquake speaks thy power; 
The famioe all thy fulness brings ; 
The plague presents thy healing wings 

In nature's final hour. 

4 Whatever ills the world befall, 

A pledge of endless good we call, 

A sign of Jesus near; 
His chariot will not long delay ; 
We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray. 

" Triumphant Lord, appear ! " 


P. K. 

We have heard from the bright, the better land ; 

We have heard, and our hearts are 
For we were a lonely, pilgrim band, 

And weary, and worn, and sad. 
They teil us the pilgrims ever dwell there — 

No longer are homeless ones. 
We know that goodly land is fair; 

Life's river of water there runs. 

We hear that the fields are waving there 

With a rieh and abundant show, 
That the mountains and the vales afar 

All in blooming beauty. glow; 
And lovely birds in the bowers green 

Their melody ever repeat, 
And music mingles in every scene 

From the harpings of angels, most sweet. 

We have heard of the robe, the palm, the crown. 

And the rapturous band in white ; 
Of the city of gems in high renown, 

lllumined with heavenly light; 
The King is seen in his beauty rare — 

The joy and the light of the land ; 
Ina little while and we hope to be there, 

To sing with that glorious band. 



1 When shall I see the day 

That ends my woes? 
When shall I victory gain 

Over my foes? 
When will the trumpet sound 

That calJs the exiles home? 
The grand Sabbatic year, 

When will it come? 

2 A crown of glory bright, 

By faith I see, 
In yonder realms of light, 

Prepared for me. 
0, may I faithful prove. 

And keep the prize in view, 
And through the storras of Life 

My way pursue. 

3 Jesus, be thou my guide; 

My steps attend ; 
0. keep me near thy side ! 

Be thou my friend : 
Be thou my shield and sun. 

My Saviour and my guard ; 
And, when my work is done, 

My great reward. 

4 0, how I long to see 

That happy day,j 
When sorrow, pain, and sin 

Shall pass away, 
When all the heavenly tribes 

Shall find their blissful home ! 
The jnbilee of God, 

When will it come? 


P. M. 


66. p- m 

1 Drooping souls, no longer grieve, 

Heaven is propitious! 
If in Christ you will believe, 

You shall find him precious. 
Jesus now is passing by, 

Calling mourners to him: 
Drooping souls, you need not die, 

Only be believing ! 

2 He has pardons, füll and free, 

Drooping souls to gladden ; 
Lo, he cries, "Come unto me, 

Weary, heavy-laden." 
Though your sins, like mountains high, 

Bise, and reaeh to heaven ! 
Soon as you on him rely, 

All shall be forgiven. 

Worthy is the Saviour's name. 

Let the world adore him ; 
He to save the dying came, — 

Let us bow before him : 
Wandering sinners, now return : 

Contrite souls, believe him : 
Drooping ones, why will you mourn, 

And be unbelieving? 

67. fc * 

1 My heavenly home is bright and fair, 
No pain or death can enter there : 
Its glittering towers the sun outshine; 
That glorious mansion shall be mine. 


I am going home, I am going home, 
I am going home to die no more, 
To die no more, to die no more, 
I am going home to die no more. 


2 Whüe here, a stranger now I roam, 
Affliction's waves may round me foam; 
And though, like Lazarus, sick and poor, 
My heavenly mansion Stands secure. 

3 Let others seek a home below, 
Where fiames devour, floods overflow ; 
Be mine the happier lot to own 

A mansion nearer to the throne. 


L. M. 

1 Together let us sweetly live, 

I am bound for the fand of Canaan ; 
Together let us all believe, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

Canaan, bright Canaan, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan ; 
0, Canaan it is my happy home, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

2 Then come with me, beloved friend, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan ; 
Our future joys shall neter end, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan. 


Ye valiant soldiers of the cross, 

Ye happy, praying b.and, 
Though in this world you suffer loss, 

Press on to Canaan's land. 


Let us never mind the scoffs 
Or the frowns of the world, 

For we all have the cross to bear ; 
It will only make the crown 
The brighter to shine 

When we have the crown to wear. 

C. M. 


2 All earthly pleasures we forsake 

When glory is in view: 
In Jesus" strength we undertake 
To fight our passage through. 


P. Bf. 

1 My daya are gliding swiftly by, 

And I. a pilgrim stranger, 
Wonld not detain them as they fly, 
Those hours of toil and danger. 

OBUS. — For ! we stand on Jordan's st ran I 
And soon shall all pass over, 
And just betöre, the Bhioing ßhore 

We may almost discover. 

2 We gird our loins witb truth divine. 

Our distant land discerning; 
Our Lord commändfl our light to s) 
Let all our lamps be burning. 

3 Should coming days be dark and d: 

We need oot cease our singing; 

Our Master bids us not to fear; 
To Hirn our hearts are clinging. 

4 Let sorrow's rodest ternpest blow, 

Each cord on earth to sever. 
Our King says. "Oome" — we hastei 

To dwell with Hirn forever. 


I The gospel trurnpet now is blown, 
That to the Wanderers may be known 
The mercy of their Lord and King, 

To cause their hearts with joy to sing 

Chorus. — As we rnareh along to glory 
We will sing salvation free 
AS'e will teil the icyful b1 
Of the coming Jubilee. 


2 When on the part of God we rise 
And take the cross, we win a prize ; 
And though temptations oft prevail, 
Our songs of triumph shall not fail. 

3 If we prove faithful to tiie end, 

We shall find Christ a constant friend; 
For he who loves us watehes keeps ; 
He never faints, he never sleeps. 


P. M. 

1 We are bound for the land 
Of the pure and the holy, 

The home of the happy 

Prepared from above; 
Ye Wanderers from God, 
In the broad road of folly, 

say, will you go to the Eden of love ? 


Will you go, will you go, will you go, will you go ': 
say, will you go to the Eden of Love? 

2 In that blessed land, 
Neither sighing or anguish 

Can breathe in the fields 

Where the glorified rove. 
Ye heart-burdened ones, 
Who in misery languish, 

say, will you go to the Eden of love ? 


P. Bf. 

1 Out on an ocean most fearful we ride, 

All horaeward bound, homeward bound ; 
Tossed on the waves of a rough restless tide. 

All homeward bound, homeward bound ; 
Far from a harbor all drear, we have rode, 
Seeking our Father's enchanting abode, 
Promise of which on us he has bestowed: 
All homeward bound, homeward bound. 


2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars, 

All homeward bound, homeward bound ; 
Look ! yonder lie the bright, heavenly shores ! 

All homeward bound, homeward bound. 
Steady, pilot ! stand firm at the wheel 
Steady ! we soon shall outweather the gale ; 
0, how we fly with a loud creaking sail! 

All homeward bound, homeward bound. 

3 Tnto the harbor at length we shall glide, 

All home at last, home at last, 
Safely adrit't on the bright silver tide, 

All home at last, home at last: 
Glory to God! there are dangers no more ! 
We are seeure on the glorified shore: 
Glory to God ! we shall shout evermore, 

All home at last, home at last. 


L Mark that pilgrim lowly bending 
At the shrine of prayer; ascending 
Praise and sighs together blending 
From his lips in mournful strain; 
Glowing with sincere contrition, 
And with child-like blest Submission, 
Ever riseth this petition : 

" Jesus, come, come to reign! n 

l List again : the low earth sigheth, 
For the blood of martyrs crieth 
From its bosom, where there lieth 
Millions upon millions slain: 
" Lord, how long ere thy word given, 
All the wicked shall be driven 
From the earth by bolts of heaven ? 
Jesus, come, come to reign ! " 

> Kingdoms now are reeling, falling, 
Nations lie in wo appalling, 
On their sages vainly calliog 
All these wonders to explain ; 

F. M. 


White the slain around are lying, 
Gocl's own little flock are sighing, 
And in secret places crying, 

"Jesus, come, come to reign ! " 

Here tlie wicked live securely, 
Of to-morrow boasting surely, 
While from those who walk most purely 

They extort dishonest gain ; 
Yea, tlie meek are burdened, driven, 
AVant and care to them are given, 
But they lift the cry to heaven, 

"Jesus, come, come to reign! " 

Christian, cheer! the time is nearing! 
vStill be hopeful, nothing fearing ; 
Soon in majesty appearing, 

You shall hau the Lamb once slain. 
0, how joyfiü then to hear him, 
While all nations shall revere him, 
Saying to his flock who fear him, 

"I have come on earth to reiarn! " 


P. M. 

•Are we almost there. are we almost there ? ' ; 

Says the weary samt as he sighs for home. 
Are those the verdant trees that rear 

Their stately forms in the high, bright dornet" 

Then he talks of the flowers, and the clear rollin- 

That flows through the paradise of God; 
And he longs to wake from life's troubled dream. 

To walk the golden street abroad. 

He is weary and sad in this world's rüde strife. 

And pants for a holy, peacefnl clime ; 
To glow with the vigor of endless life, 

And be compassed no more by the boundsof : . . 


4 He is waiting to hear the trumpet sound, 
And to meet bis Saviour in the air ! 
The bright day dawns ! lo, with joyous bound. 
He exclaims, "Indeed, we are almost there ! ' 


God, my inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress ; 
Give me to feel their solemn weight. 
And tremble on the brink of fate, 

And wake to righteousness. 

Before me place in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When Christ with clouds shall comc. 
To judge the naiions at his bar; 
And teil me, Lord, shall I be there 

To meet a joyful doom? 

Be this my one great business here, 
With serious industry and fear 

Thy favor to secure, 
Thine utmost cotmsel to fulfil, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 


Thou Judge of quick and dead, 

Before whose awful bar, 
With holy joy or guilty dread, 

We all must soon appear ; 

: Our souls by grace prepare 
For that tremendous day. 
And fill us now with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray. 

> To pray and wait the hour, 
That awful hour unknown, 
When, robed in majesty and power, 
Thou shalt from heaven come down ; 

P. M. 

S. M. 


4 The raigbty Son of man, 
To jndge the human race. 
With all thy Fathers dazzling train, 
With all thy glorious grace. 


P. M. 

Hau to tbe brightness ofZion's glad morning! 
Joy to the iands tbat in darkness have lam 1 

Hnshed be the accents of sorrow and mourning 
> Zion in trinmph begins her mild reign. 

Ilail to tbe brightness ofZion's glad niorning. 

Long by the prophets of Israel foretold! 
Hau to tbe millions from bondasre returning! 

Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 

Lo, in the desert rieh flowers are springing; 

Streams ever copious are gliding along: 
Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringini: 

Wastes rise in verdure and miogle in song. 

See the dead risen from land and from ocean ! 

Fraise to Jehovah ascendeth on high; 
Fallen the engines of war and commotion! 

Sbouts of saivation are rending the sky! 


l\ M. 

Wo are going home. led by visions bright 
Ofthat holy land, that world of light, 
AVhere the long, dark night of time is past. 
And the morn of glory has come at last: 
AVhere the weary saint no more shall roam 
But dwell in a sunny, peaceful home; 
Where the brow with immortal gems is crowned. 
And ti. of light are rolling around. 


0. that beautiful world! 0. that beautiful world! 


2 We are going home, we soon shall be 
Where the sky is clear and the soil is free ; 
Where the victor's song floats over tlie plains. 
And the seraph's antbems blend with its strahis: 
Where the sun rolls down its briiliant flood, 
And beams on a world that is fair and good; 
And stars, that dimmed at nature's doom, 

Will sparkle and shine on the new earth's bloom. 

3 Where the tears and sighs which here were giveu 
Are exchanged for the gladsome song of heaven ; 
Where the beauteous forms which sing and shine 
Are gnarded well by a hand divine. 

Pure love's banner and friendship's wand 
' Are waving above that princely band, 
And the glory of God, like a m ölten sea, 
Will batlie that immortal Company. 

4 Mid the ransomed throng, mid the sea of bliss, 
Mid the holy city's gorgeousness, 

Mid the verdant plains, mid angeis' cheer, 
Mid the flowers that never of winter wear; 
Where the conquerors song. sounds afar. 
Is wafted on the ambrosial air; 
Through endless years we there shall prove 
The depth of a Saviour's matchless love ! 


P. M. 

1 What heavenly music falls sweet on ray ear ! 
The strains how delightful! enclianted I hear 
The voice of the angels, in chorus divine ; 
They sing of the Saviour; they sing he is mme ! 

2 Those harpers immortal invite me away ; 
They bid me to hasten — 0, let me not stay : 

I hear them all chanting,j"Come, come to our shore, 
AVhere trouble, and sorrow, and pain are no more. r 

3 0, fly, fly, ye moments, fly swiftly away; 
Adieu, earthly pleasures, that fade in a day; 
1 hasten to mingle in that holy band, 
Forever to dwell in the bright Eden land. 


L. M. 


1 When for the eternal world I steer. 
And seas are calm and skies are clear. 
To faith in lively exercise, 

The dißtant hüls all glorious rise. 

Chorus.— O then, with joy, I spread my saus, 
And fly before the wafting gales, 

To Canaan's shore, 
To Canaan's shore, 
An.l fly before the wafting gales 
To Canaan's shore. 

2 With cheerful hope my eyes explore 
Each landmark on the distant shore ; 
The.tree of life, the pastures green, 
The golden street, the crystal stream. 

o When nearer still I draw to land, 
More eager all my powers expand ; 
W r ith steady heim and free-bent sail, 
The anchor drops within the veil ! 


P. M. 

hau, happy day, that speaks onr trials ended! 

Our Lord has come to take us home; 
0, hau, happy day! 
Xo more by doubts and fears distressed, 
We now shall gain our promised rest, 
And be forever blest. 0. hail, happy day! 

Swell loud the glad note, our bondage now is aver ; 
The Jubilee proclaims us free ; 
0, hail. happy day ! 
The day that brinsrs a sweet release. 
That crowns our Jesus PRINCB OF PBACE, 
And bids our sorrows cease. 0, hail, happy day ! 

0. hail, happy day, that ends our tears and BOrrows. 
That brings us joy without alloy ; 
0, hail, happy day ! 


There peace shall wave her sceptre high, 
And love's fair baoner greet the eye, 
Proclaiming victory! 0, hail, happy day! 

Thrice hail, happy day, when earth shall sn 

And Eden bloom on naturc's tomb ; 

0, hail, happy day! 
AVhere life's pellucid waters glide, 
We, by our dear Redeemer's side, 
Forever shall abide. 0, hail, happy day! 


P. M. 

1 How happv is the pilgrim's lot ! 
How free from every anxious thought, 

From worldly hope and fear! 
Confined to neither court or cell, 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell; 

He only sojourns here. 

2 This happiness, in part, is mine, 
Already saved from low design ; 

From every sinful love ; 
Biest with the scorn of carnal good, 
My soul is lightened of its load, 

And seeks the things above. 

8 The things eternal I pursue ; 
A happiness beyond the view 

Of those who basely pant ; 
For things by nature feit and seen — 
Such honors, wealth and pleasures mean- 

I neither have or want. 

4 I have a house and portion fair! 
My treasure and my heart are there — 

There my abiding home, 
And while on earth I make my stay. 
I wait the swift approaching day 

When Christ, my Kin^, shall come. 



P. M. 

Here on the earth as a stranger I roam; 

Here ia no rest, is no rest; 
Here as a pilgrim I w an der alone, 

Yet I am blest, I am blest: 
For I look for ward to that glorious day, 
When sin and sorrow will vanish away; 
My heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say, 

There, there is rest, there is rest. 

Here fierce temptations beset me around; 

Here is no rest, is no rest; 
Here I am grieved while my foes me Surround ; 

Yet I am blest, I am blest : 
Let them revile me and scoff at my name. 
Laugh at my weeping. endeavor to shame ; 
I will go forward, for this is my theme, 

There, there is rest, there is rest. 

This world of cares is a wildemess state ; 

Here is no rest, is no rest ; 
Here I must bear from the world all its hate ; 

Yet I am blest. I am blest. 
•Soon shall I be from the wicked released ; 
.Soon shall the weary forever be blest ; 
Soon shall I lean upon Jesus' own breast ; 

Then there is rest, there is rest. 


P. H, 

There is a world to come, 

Happy and pure; 
That is the Christian/s home, 

Long to endure. 
0. in that world of light 
All shall be forever bright! 
Fnith views it with delight, 

Counting it sure. 


2 There Christ will ever reign. 

All glorious King ! 
There mnsic's rapturous strain 

Ever will ring ; 
Saints who in ages by 
Suffered, and were called to die, 
There in sweet harmony 

Anthems will sing. 

3 There is our paradise, 

Eden restored ; 
All beauteous in their eyes 

Who love the Lord. 
Wastes that are now most drear, 
Like the rose shall blossom there. 
And be a garden fair: 

Thus saith the word. 

4 0, that bright world to come 

Tongue cannot teil ! 
Thrice blessed is the home 

Where saints will dwell ; 
Turn then from sin away, 
And the word of God obey ; 
Then at the last great day 

All will be well. 


P. M. 

1 Jesus died, yet lives forevcr, 

0, hail his name ! 
Gl ory to the mighty Saviour, 
Who pleads for men ! 

2 Once he hung a bleeding offering, 

All bathed in wo, 
To the world salvation proffering, 
Long tirae ago. 

3 Now he sits in yonder heaven 

Proelaiming love. 
All rnay have their sins forgiven 
By him above. 


4 Soon this blest, propitious hour, 

Will pass away, 
And he come with awful power. 
0, fearful day ! 

5 Come. ye sinners, seek his favor 

Who died for you; 
0. embrace this blessed Saviour; 

His love is true. 

87, p. * 

Joyfully. joyfully, onward I move. 
Boand for the iand of bright glory and love; 
Angelic clioristers sing as I come, 
•Joyfully. joyfully, haste to thy home!" 

Soon. with my pilgrimage cnded below. 
On to the land of the blessed I go : 
Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam, 
Joyfully. joyfully, resting at home. 

; Friends fondly cherished, who greet me no more. 
Soon shall I meet on the fair blissful shore, 
Ohanting in triumph past death's chilling gloom. 
Joyfully. joyfully resting at home. 

Sounds of Bweet music will fall on my ear; 
Heavenly harpings I ever shall hear, 
Einging in harmony through the high dorne. 
Joyfully. joyfully, in my blest home. 

i Death. with thy weapons of war. lay me low ; 
Strike, king of terrrors. 1 fear not the blow ! 

Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb : 
Joyfully, joyfully. I shall go home. 

i Bright will the morn of eternity dawn; 
Death shall be banished, his ßceptre be göne ; 

Joyfully then shall I witness his doom, 
Joyfully. joyfully. safely at home! 



C. M. 

1 What vessel are you sailing in? 

Declare to us the same. 
Our vessel is the Ark of God, 
And Christ our Captain's name. 


Hoist every sail to catch the gale- 
If calm, then ply the oar; 

The night begins to wear away, 
W r e soon shall reach the shorc. 

2 Say, are you not afraid some storm 

Your bark will overwhelm? 
We need not fear, the Lord is near; 
Our Captain holds the heim! 


P. M. 

1 Ye who rose to meet the Lord, 
Ventured on his faithful word, 
Faint not now, for your reward 

Will be quickly given. 
Faint not ! alwa) s watch and pray ; 
Jesus will not long delay ; 
Even now the dawn of day 

Beams from yonder heaven. 

2 Would ye to the end endure? 
Keep the wedding garment pure; 
Claim ye still the promise sure, 

Faithful is the Lord ! 
Let your lamps be burning bright; 
In God's word is beaming light ; 
Live by faith, and not by sight ; 

Crowns are your reward. 

s 3 Mid the darts of angry foe 
Onward, fearless, onward go ; 
The good soldier's courage show; 
On to victory ! 


•' Let thine eye? be turned to me," 
Jesus says, "I am with thee; 
Overeome and faithful be; 
Thou shalt glory see." 

Äiarriage supper all prepared, 
By the gnesta will soon be shared. 
In fair righteous robes arrayed 

Like the Bridegroom King. 
Glory to Jehovah s name ! 
Sound aloud the glad acclaim; 
To the Lamb that once was slain, 

Hallelnjahs bring! 


P. M. 

Come. all ye friends of Zion. 

Who are waiting for salvation, 
Have your lamps brightly burning. 

And attend the proclamation, 
Saying, " All things now are ready 
For the feeble and the needy; 
All my fatlings now are killed, 
And prepared on the table." 

0, what a happy meeting. 

AVhen salvation is completed, 
And all tribalation ended, 

And the spotless robe prepared 
For the Bride to be adorned, 
By the 7 Jasper walls, when crowned, 
Singing, " Worthy is the Lamb," 
In the New Jerusalem ! 

sinner, be not doubting, 

While the holy ones are shouting ; 
Come and join the happy army. 

There is nothing that will härm yoij 
Ifyou follow Christ the Savionr, 
And break off all bad behaviour, 
And repent and be converted — 
You may sing his praisea too ! 


P. M. 


Mast Jesus bear the cross alone, 

And all his saints go free? 
liiere is a cross for every one ; 

There is a cross for me. 
1 love the cross of Calvary — 
Through which, by faith, the crown I see — 
To me sweet pardon bringing ; ' 

That is the cross for me ! . 

How faithful does the Saviour prove 

To those that serve him here ! 
They now may taste his perfect love, 

And joy to hau him near. 
Yes, perfect love will dry our tears, 
And cast out all tormenting fears 
"Which round our hearts are clinging; 

That is the love for me ! 

We hail the consecrated cross, 

For by it we are free ; 
And by it we shall wear the crown, 

Wben we the Saviour see. 
There is a crown prepared above, 
The purchase of Eedeeming love, 
For me at his'appearing; 

That is the crown for me. 


P. M. 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say than he hath said, 
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 

In every condition — in sickness, in health, 
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, . 
At home, or abroad, on the land, on the sea, — 
As thy days may demand, shall thy strengthever be. 

When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; 


The flames shall Dot hurt thee ; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to retine. 

The soul that on Jesus hath leanod for rep 

I will not, 1 will not, desert to his foea ; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavour t< 

I will not, I will not, I will not forsake ! 


P. M. 

Sweet bonds now unite all the children of peaee 
To their preciou3 Jesus, whose love cannot cease 
And though. in his absence. in sadness we roam, 
We hope to behold him in glory at home. 


Home, home, sweet. sweet home ! 

Prepare us, dear Saviour, für glory, our &om< 


P. M. 

Come, thou fount of every blessing, 

Teach me to adore thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy never ceasing 

Call for songs of loudest praise. 
0, to grace how great a debtor 

I am ever made to be ! 
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to thee. 


I\ M. 

1 All the prophefs of cid did with rapture behold 

A bright vision of glory to come; 
And apostles have told of the beauty and gold 
In the city prepared for our home. 


Hau, Saviour ! dear Saviour ! Saviour. come ! 
Here we mourn, and we sigh, and we still ci 
( oir.e and gather the faithful home. 


2 0, wo long to be there where no sorrow or care 
Shall distnrb that sweet, heavenly rest! 
And we hope soon to share in those beauties sc 
In reserve for the good and the blcst. 


1 Whitber goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 

Wandering through this gloomy vale? 
Knowest thou it is füll of danger? 
And will not thy courage fail ? 


1 am bonnd for tbe kingdora. 
Will you go to glory with me ? 
Hallelujah, praise yc the Lord. 

2 Pilgrim thou dost jnstly call me, 

Passing through this desert wide, 
lint no evil shall befall me 
While my Saviour is my guidc. 


1 This groaning earth is too dark and drear 

For the saint's eternal horae; 
But the city t'rom heaven will soon be hcrc : 
We know that the moment is drawing near 

When she in her glory shall come. 
Her gates of pearl we soon shall see, 

And her music we soon shall hear ; 
Joyous and bright our home shall be 
We will rest, in the shadow of life's fair tree, 

With our Savionr forever ncar. 

2 We will gladly exchange a world like this. 

Where death triam phant reigns, 
For a home in that beautiful land of bliss 
Where all is happiness, joy and peace, 

And nothing can enter that pains. 
There is no more sorrow or gloomy night, 

P. M. 

P. M. 


For the darkness shall pass away, 
The glorious Lord shall be the light, 
And the saints shall walk with him in white 

In that happy and endless day. . 

3 0, there the loved of earth shall meet, 

Whom death hath sundered here; 
The prophets and patriarchs there will meet 
With all that worship at Jesus' feet, 

No more Separation to fear. 
Though trials and griefs await us here, 

The conflict will soon be done : 
This joyful hope our hearts shall cheer, 
For we know that the Saviour will soon appcar : 

And leave us no longer alone. 

98. p. m. 

1 How sweet to refleet on those joys that await me. 

In yon blissful region. that haven of rest, 
Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet me. 

And lead me to mansions preparedfor the blest! 
Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, 
My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded, 
I there shall delight in the pleasures unbounded. 

And ränge evermore through the Eden of love. 

2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial, 

Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
The saints as they flock, from the regions terrestrial, 

In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise; 
Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through 

heaven ; 
My soul will respond — to Immanuel be given 
All honor, all glory, all might and dominion, 

Who brought us by grace to the Eden of love. 

3 0, hau, blessed State ! hau, ye songsters of glory ! 

Ye harpers of bliss, I shall meet you above, 
And join your füll choir in rehearsing the story, 
"Salvation from sorrow through Jesus 1 great 
love ; " 


Though prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation. 

Already my soul feels a sweet prelibatiort 
Of joys that await me, when freed from probatiou : 

My spirit is now in the Eden of love! 


1 The worst of sinners now may find, 
A Saviour pitiful and kind, 

Who will them all receive ! 
None are too late who will repent; 
Out of one sinner legions went ; 

Jesus did him relieve. 

2 Let all of us who know the Lord, 
And taste the sweetness of his worcl, 

Jn Jesus' ways go on ; 
Our troubles and our conflicts here 
"Will only make us richer there, 

When we arrive at home. 

P. M. 

100. p- * 

1 Go, sinner, see the bleeding Lamb; — 

Will you go ? will you go ? 
There is salvation in his name, — 

Will you go ? will you go ? 
The crown of life you then shall wear. 
And conqueror's palms you then shall bear 
And all the joys of glory share, — 

Will you go ? will you go ? 

2 Ye weary, heavy-laden, come, — 

Will you go ? will you go ? 
In mercy's house there yet is room, — 

Will you go ? will you go? 
The Lord is waiting to receive 
All those who will on him believe, 
He will thy conscience now relieve, — 

Will you go? will you go? 


101. o- » 

1 What poor despised Company 
Of travellers are these, 
Who walk in yonder narrow wav, 

2 Ah, these are of a royal line, 

All children of a King ; 
Heirs of immortal crowns diviae, 
And lo, for joy they sing! 

3 Why do they then appear so mean ? 

And why so much despised ? 
Because of their rieh rohes unseen 
The world is not apprized. 

4 But some of them seem poor, distressed. 

And lacking daily bread. 
They are of boundless wealth possessed — 
"With hidden manna fed, 

5 But why keep they that narrow road, 

That rugged thorny maze ? 
That is the way their Leader trod ; 
They love and keep his ways. 

C Why must they shun the pleasant path 
That worldlings love so well? 
Because that is the way to death, 
The open road to hell. 

102. p. i 

Hark ! hark ! hear the blest tidin gs ; 
Soon, soon Jesus will come 

Robed, robed in honor and glory. 
To gather his ransoraed ones hoine : 
Yes, yes, yes, to gather his ransomed ones hörne . 

Joy, joy, sound it more loudly; 
Sing, sing glory to God; 


Soon, soon Jesus is coming ; 
Publish the tidings abroad : 
Yes, yes, yes, publish the tidings abroad. 

3 Bright, bright seraphs attending; 

Shouts, shouts Alling the air; 
Down, down swiftly from heaven, 
Jesus our Lord will appear. 
Yes, ye3, yes, Jesus our Lord will appear. 

4 Now, now, through a glass darkly, 

Shine, shine visions to come ; 
Soon, soon we shall behold them, 
Cloudless and bright in our home : 
Yes, yes, cloudless and bright in our home. 

103. p * 

1 The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, 
As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire ; 
Lo, self-moving it drives on the pathway of cloud, 
And the heavens with the bürden of Godhead are 


2 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead have all heard ; 
Lo, the dephs of the stone-covered charnel are 

stirred ! 
From the sea, from the earth, from East, West. 

South, and North, 
All the vast gener ation of man are come forth. 

3 The Judgment ! the Judgment ! the thrones are all set 
Where the Lamb and the white-vested eiders are 

There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 

4 0, mercy! 0, mercy! look down from above, 
Great Creator, on us, thypoor children, with love! 
When beneath to their darkness the wicked are 

May our justified souls be in favor with heaven ! 


104. l *• 

1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 

And sing tlie great lledeemer's praise ; 
He justly claims a song from me ; 
His loving-kindness, 0, bow free ! 

2 He saw me ruined by the fall, 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate ; 
His loving-kindness, 0, how great ! 

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes — ■ 
Though earth and hell my ways oppose, 
He safely leads my foes along ; 

His loving-kindness, 0, how streng ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick and thundered loud. 
He has forever by me stood ; 

His loving-kindness, 0, how good! 

5 When from his love I go astray 
He leaves me not in folly's way, 
His tenderness doth then appear ; 
His loving-kindness, 0, how dear ! 

6 When from the skies he shall descend. 
And round him angel hosts attend, 
Then may I through his boundless grace, 
Ilis loving-kindness ever praise ! 

105. p. ■ 

1 I am sighing for home where the King in his glory 
8hall banish all sorrow and scatter all gloom : 
I sigh for the land where the youth and the hoary 
Shall dwell in bright Eden, forever at home. 


Sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, 
0, there let me dwell, in that bright Eden home. 


2 I am sighing for home where the songs of the 

Shall echo their strains throughout heaven's 

high dorne ! 
I sigh For the day when all hearts shall be gladdened, 
And the pilgrims be resting in their happy home. 

3 I am sighing for home, where no ties shall be broken, 

Where death shall not enter, or sickness be known. 
I sigh for the day of which prophets have spoken: 
The blest restitution — I long to go home ! 


P. M. 

1 Hail, the good time Coming, lo, it draweth nigh, 

When the pilgrims shall be blest; 
When Christ shall reign through all the earth, 
And bring the promised rest. 


Then hasten, Lord, hasten the glorious day, 
When the saints shall possess all the earth restored 
And reign with their Lord evermore. 

2 Hail, the good time coming, when the curse shall 

And the tree of life shall grow; 
When the earth shall smile in Eden bloom, 
And the crystal streams shall flow. 

3 Hail, the good time coming, when the meek shall 

That the earth's dread night is no more ; 
When oppression, and sorrow, and sickness, and 
Shall never again reach our shore. 


P. M. 

1 Hear the last call of mercy, that lingers for thee ; 
! sinner, receive it, to Jesus now nee ! 
He often has called thee, bat thou hast refused ! 
His offered salvation and love is abused! 


2 Hear the last call of raercy, 0, turn not away, 
For now swiftly hasteth the dread vengeance day ! 
The Spirit invites yon, and pleading. says. Come ! 
? come to life's waters, nor tbirstingly roam. 

3 Hear the last call of mercy, 0, steel not thy heart. 
For mercy is rising from earth to depart ! 

Thy Saviour is calling, " Ye weary ones come, 
0, come and be ransomed, in me there is room." 

4 Hear the last call of mercy. that lingers for theo ; 
Xow leave thy sad bondage. 0, sinner be free ! 
Say not in thy mourning, "The harvest is past, 
The summer is ended," and perish at last. 


P. M. 

1 0, happy hour! I know the Lord is mine! 

All is well. All is well. 
He saves me now by his great power divine. 

All is well. All is well. 
From henceforth all for Christ I give, 
Resolved for him alone to live : 
His precious word I do believe. 

All is well. All is well. 

2 0, what is earth, this earth. when I can sing 

All is well. AH is well. 
Yain are the joys, the joys that sense can bring. 

All is well. All is well. 
Great are my transport, light, and rest, 
When I am by my Saviour blest, 
And he invites me to his breast. 

All is well. All is well. 

3 When duty calls, I will, I will obey. 

All is well. All is well. 
Welcome the cross ! the cross along my way. 

All is well. All is well. 
Though fearful nature shrinking stand, 
Lord, I am thine, and in thy hand, 
And I will move at thy command. 

All is well. All is well. 


4 ßise, rise, my soul, press onward, onward still. 

All is well. All is well. 
God shall my powers with all his fulness fill. 

All is well. All is well. 
Stronger than death, liis love to me 
Shall be my joy eternally, 
And I shall all his glory see. 

All is well. All is well. 

109. B. M. 

1 How sweet is Jesus' name ! 
How sweet is Jesus' name ! 

Let saints delight, with angels bright, 
His mercy to prociaim. 


All hau, salvation free! All hau, salvation free ! 
Valvation free to you and me; 
All hau salvation free. 

2 Upon the cross he died, 
lipon the cross he died, 

Yet lives again, 0, praise his name! 
He lives — the crucified ! 

3 He oflfers lue to all, 
He offers life to all, 

O, let us bow before him now, 
And for this favor call. 

4 Who will refase his love? 
Who will refuse his love? 

O, sinner, hear the Saviour dear, 
He calls you from above. 


P. M. 

The pleasures of earth I have seen fade awav ; 
They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ; 
liut pleasures more lasting by Jesus are given, 
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven. 


2 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms; 
The Saviour invites me — I go to his arms; 
At the banquet of raercy I hear there is room ; 
0, there may I feast with his children at home ! 

3 I sigh from this bo-dy of sin to be free, 

Which hinders. dear Lord, my communionwithjthee; 
Though now my temptations like billows may foam. 
All, all will be past when I am with thee at home. 

X Wime here in this Valley of conflict I stay, 
0, grant me Submission and strength as my day : 
In all my afflictions to thee I will come, 
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 


1 How long, Lord, our Saviour, 

Wut thou remain away? 
Our hearts are growing weary 

Of thy so long delay : 
when shall come the moment 

When brighter far than morn, 
The sunshine of thy glory 

The heavens shall adorn ? 

2 How long, gracious Master, 

Wilt thou thy household leave ? 
So long hast thou now tarried. B 

Few thy return believe. 
Immersed in sloth and folly, 

How many, Lord, we see ! 
And few of us stand ready 

With joy to welcome thee. 

3 0, wake thy slumbering virgins, 

Send forth the solemn cry — 
Let all the saints repeat it — 

"The Bridegroom druweth nigh.*' 
May all our lamps be burning, 

Our loins.weil girded be, 
That we at thy returning, 

With joy thy face may see. 

P. M. 


112. p- *• 

1 A ibuntain in Jesus, which runs always free 
Is opened for cleansing such sinners as we! 

Our sins, tliough like crimson, as white as the wool 
Are niade at this fountain, which always is füll. 

2 All things now are ready, he invites us to come ! 
A feast is here made by the Father and Son ; 
Eich dainties abundant here we may receive. 
And pleasures forever, if we will believe. 

3 The guests who were bidden refused the call ; 
For they were not willing or ready at all 

To be stripped of their honor, and part with their 

For a supper prepared for the vile and the poor. 

4 If they are not ready, and wish to delay, 

11 My house shall be filled," the Father doth say, 
" From the highways and hedges, the halt and the 

Shall come, and be welcome, as they are inclined." 

113. " 

1 Hail, wondrous love, that first began 
The scheme to rescue fallen man. 
Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, 
That made for me a hiding-place I 

2 Against that God who rules on high, 
The purpose of my heart did lie; 

I fought the counsels of his grace — 
Too proud to seek a hiding-place ! 

3 Encompassed with a fearful night, 
And fond of darkness more than light, 
Madly I ran a sinful race, 
Despising mercy's hiding-place ! 


4 But lo, a heavenly voice I heard, 
And Jesus to my soul appeared, 
And offered me bis saving grace, 
And thus became my hiding-place ! 

5 And now my God is all my joy ; 
His work is my divine employ; 
His word with rapture I embrace. 
And sing of a sweet hiding-place ! 


P. M. 

1 Son of God, thy people's shield, 

Must we still thine absence mourn ? 
Let tliy promise be fulfilled ; 
Thou hast said, " I will return." 

1> Gracious Master, soon appear, 

Quickly bring the morning light ; 
Then will cease the constant tear, 
Hope be turned to joyful sight. 

3 As a woman counts the days 

Till her absent lord she see. 
Longs and watches, weeps and prays, 
So the church must long for thee. 

4 Come, that we may see thee nigh, 

Then thy flock shall feed in peace ; 
Ilushed forever trouble's sigh, 
Sin and sorrow's triumph cease. 


1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 

All to leave and follow thee ; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, henceforth, my all shalt be ! 
Perish every fond ambition — 

All that I have sought or known ; 
Yet how rieh is my condition ! 

God and heaven are now my own. 

P. M. 


2 Let the world despise and leave me — 

They have left my Saviour too ; 
Human hearts deceive me sorely. — 

Thou art not, like them, untrue ; 
And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdoni, love and might, 
Foes may hate and friends disown nie ; 

Show thy face and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ; 

Come, disaster, scorn and pain : 
In thy service pain is pleasure ; 

With thy favor loss is gain. 
I have called thee Abba, Father, 

I have set my heart on thee ; 
Let the storm-clouds round me gather, 

Thou shalt my protection be. 

4 Soul, then know thy füll salvation ; 

. Triumph over sin and fear ; 
Joy to find in every Station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit helps thee freely: 

Think what Father's smiles are thine- 
Think th&t Jesus died to win thee. 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 


P. M. 

1 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near ! 
And for my relief will surely appear : 

By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform : 
With Christ in my vessel, I smile at the stonn. 

2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 
Mine is to obey, his is to provide : 

Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fall, 
The word he has spoken will surely prevail. 

3 Why should I complain of want or distress, 
Temptation or pain ? he told me no less ! 
The heirs of salvation, I know from his word. 
Through mueli tribulation must follow the Lord. 


4 How bitter the cup, no heart can coDceive, 
Which he drank quite np, that sinners might live! 
His way was much darker and rougher than mine ; 
Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine ? 

5 Since all that T meet shall work for my good, 
The bitter is sweet, the medicine is food; 
Though painful at present it will not last long. 
And then, 0, how pleasant the conqueror's song! 


1 When I survey the wondrous cross, 

On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss. 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 

Save in thy death, thou Just and Good! 
All the vain things which charm me most, 
I leave them for thy precious blood. 

3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 

Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 
When did such love and sorrow meet. 
Or thorns compose so rieh a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 

That were an offering far too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my heart, my life, my all ! 


1 When strangers stand and hear me teil 
What glories in my Öaviour dwell. 
Where he has gone they fain would know, 
That they may seek and love him too. 

0, may my spirit daily rise, 

On faith, to him above the skies, 

Till I shall make my last remove, 
To dwell forever with my Love. 




3 His gospel bears my spirit up, 

While I expect that blessed hope — 
The bricht appearance of the Lord, 
And laith Stands leaniag on his word. 

4 Come, my Beloved, haste away, 

Cut short the hours of thy delay ; 
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, 

Over the hüls where beauties grow 1 

119. ? M. 

1. Hear the glorious proclamation, 
The glad tidings of salvation, 
Hear the glorious proclamation 
Of the Saviour near. 


While the choir of angels, 

While the choir of angels, 

• While the choir of angels, 

Shall be sounding through the air. 

2 Hark ! the tidings onward rolling, 
Jesus comes, the world Controlling! 
Hark ! the tidings onward rolling, 

Jesus comes to reign. 

3 See the " sign" in heaven appearing, 
And the blazing chariot nearing, 
See the " sign " in heaven appearing, 

And the Saviour there. 

4 See the earth in terror shaking, 
And the dead to life awaking, 
See the earth in terror shaking, 

And the dead arise. 

5 Now on wings of light ascending, 
With a shining host attending, 
Now on wings of light ascending, 

Mount up to the skies. 


6 See the banner waves in glory, 
While ten thousand teil the story, 
See the banner waves in glory, 
And the saints all there. 


P. M. 

1 We speak of the realms of the blest; 

Of that country so bright and so fair ; 
And oft are its glories confest ; 
But what must it be to be there ? 

2 We speak of its pathway of gold ; 

Of its wall decked with jewels so rare ; 
Of its wonders and pleasures untold ; 
But what must it be to be there ? 

3 We speak of its freedom from sin, 

From sorrow. teraptation and care, 
From trials without and within ; 
But what must it be to be there ? 

4 We speak of its Service of love ; 

Of the robes which the glorified wear ; 
Of the raptures which every heart move ; 
But what must it be to be there ? 

5 May we, then, midst pleasure or wo, 

For that kingdom our hearts now prepare; 
And shortly we also shall know, 
And feel what it is to be there. 


1 On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand, 
And view in prospective the fair promised land ; 
The land where the ransomed with singing shall 

And enter the Kingdom prepared as their home. 

2 All over those peaceful, delectable plains, 

The Lord our Redeemer in righteousness reigns ; 
His sceptre of empire he now dot'h assume, 
And kindly doth welcome his followers home. 


3 How biest are those regions, the realms of repose, 
Where with fruits, 0, how grateful, the " tree of 

lifo " grows ; 
The regions ambrosial forever in bloom, 
God's own habitation, the saints' happy home ! 

4 Those pleasures of glory, 0, when shall I share, 
And crowns of celestial felicity wear; 

And ränge those bright landscapes, exempt from a 

The home of our fathers, now specially nigh ! 

122. p.m. 

1 the amazing change ! 

A world created new ! 
My thoughts with transport ränge 

The lovely scene to view: 
Thee, Lord divine, in all I trace ; 
The work is thine — thine be the praise. 

2 When pointed brambles grew, 

Entwined with horrid thorn, 
Gay flowers, forever new, 

The painted fields adorn ; 
The lily there, and blushing rose, 
In union fair their sweets disclose. 

3 Where the bleak mountain stood, 

All bare and disarrayed, 
See the wide branching wood 

Diffuse its grateful shade; 
Tall oaks, and pines, and cedars nod, 
And elms and vines confess their God. 

4 The tyrants of the piain 

Shall cease their savage roar ; 
No more they rend the slain, 

They thirst for blood no more ; 
But iufant hands fierce tigers lead, 
And lions with the oxen feed, 


0, when, almighty Lord. 

Shall these glad scenes arise, 
To verify thy word, 

And bless our wonderiüg eyes ; 
That earth, with all her tongues, may raise 
United songs of ardent praise? 

123. p- m 

1 Hail, thou blest morn, 
When Christ the Mediator, 
Welcomed by angels, 
Cradled in a manger, 
Came, a Redeemer 

For the ruined nations. 
Bringing their ransom ! 

2 See, the bright star, 

High over Judah's mountains, 
Pours down its splendor 
On the joyful vision 
Of the enraptured, 
Watchful men of wisdoin, 
Beaming salvation. 

3 Come, pay your homage 
To the Infant Mighty ! 
Hark! hosts celestial 
Sing above most sweetly, 

" Glory and peace," which 
Shall be everlasting: 
Amen, and amen! 

4 Say, shall we bring 

To him, in our devotion, 
Gems of the mountains, 
Odors of the islands, 
Pearls, gold, or silver ? 
He demands the offering 
Of our affections. 



124. *» m. 

1 God of my life, to thee I call ; 
Afflicted, at thy feet I fall ; 
When floods of sorrow thus prevail, 
Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 

2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, 
Where should I lodge my deep complaint? 
Where, but with thee, whose open door 
Invites the helpless and the poor. 

3 Did ever mourner plead with thee 
And thou refuse that mourner's plea? 
Does not the word, still fixed, remain, 
That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 

4 Poor though I am, despised, forgot, 
Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; 
That soul is safe, and must succeed, 
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. 


1 How tender is thy hand, 

thou most gracious Lord ! 
Afflictions come at thy command, 
And leave us at thy word. 

2 How gentle was the rod 

That chastened us for sin ! 
How soon we found a smiling God 
Where deep distress had been. 

3 A Father's hand we feit, 

A Father's love we knew, 
When füll of penitence we knelt, 
And found his promise true. 

4 Now will we bless the Lord, 

And in his strength confide ; 
Forever be his name adored, 
For there is none beside. 

S. M. 


126. p m. 

1 0, come, come away ! for time's career is closing ; 
Let worldly care henceforth forbear; 

0, come, come away! 
Come, come, our holy joys renew, 
Where love and heavenly friendship grew; 
The Spirit welcomes you; 

0, come; come away! 

2 Awake ye, awake ! no time now for reposing ; 
11 The Lord is near ! " breaks on the ear ; 

O, come, come away ! 
Come, come where Jesus' love will be, 
Who says, " I meet with two or three ; " 
Sweet promise made to thee. 

0, come, come away! 

3 Come where sacred song the pilgrim's heart is 

cheering ; 
Come, and learn there the power of prayer; 

0, come, come away! 
In sweetest notes of sympathy 
We praise and pray in harmony ; 
Love makes our unity. 

0, come, come away ! 

4 Night soon will be past, and endless day appearing, 
Away from home no more we roam ; 

0, come, come away! 
And when the trump of God shall sound, 
The saints no more by death are bound; 
We own our Jesus crowned. 

0, come, come away! 

5 Oleome, come away, my Saviour, in thy glory! 
" Thy kingdom come, thy will be done ; " 

0, come, come away! 
0, come, my Lord, thy right maintain, 
And take thy throne and on it reign! 
Then earth shall bloom again. 

0, come, come away! 


All hau the great Immanuels 

Awake, and sing the song 

Am I a soldier 

Away with our sorrow 

Are we almost there 

All the prophets of old 

Amazing grace 

Awake, my soul, in joyful 

A fountain in Jesus 

Broad is the road 
Before Jehovah's awful 
Beside the gospel pool 
Begone, unbelief . 

Come, ye sinners 
Come, let us anew 
Come, all ye friends of Zion 
Come, thou fount 

Drooping souls 

Equip me for the war 

Father of mercie3, in thy 
From whence doth this union 

God, in the gospel of . 
Go, sinners, see the bleeding 
God of my life . 


















Hai!, wondrous love 

Hark! the song 

Hark! whence that voice 

High in the heavens 

How perfect is thy word 

How happy are the little . 

Hail to the brightness 

How happy is the pilgrim's 

Here on the earth as a 

How firm a foundation 

How sweet to reflect . 

Hark! hark! hear the blest 

Hail, the good time coming 

Hear the last call of mercy 

How sweet is Jesus' name 

How long, Lord, our Saviour 

Hear the glorious 

Hail, thou blest 

How tender is . 

In expectation sweet . 

In Eden's bowers 

In the sun 

In evil long 

I am sighing for home 

Jesus, refuge of my 
Jesus, at thy command 
Jehovah reigns 
Jesus died, yet 
Joyfully, joyfully 
Jesus, I my cross 

Kingdoms and thrones 

Lord, in thy temple 
Lo, he comes . 



My soul is happy when 
My heavenly home is . 
My days are gliding 
Mark that pilgrim 
Must Jesus bear . 




thou, from whom 

thou, to whose all-searching 

thou, in whose presence 

0, how happy are they 

0, for a faith that 

On Jordan's 

On the mountain's 

Out on an ocean . 

God, my inmost 

0, hail happy day 

0, how I long . 

0, happy hour, I know 

On the high cliffs 

the amazing change 

0, come, come 

Praise God. from whom 

Show pity, Lord . 
Stand up, my soul 
Soldiers of the 
Salem's great King 
Sweet bonds 
Son of God, thy people's 

There is a King of 

Today the Saviour 

Thine oath and 

There is a fountain 

The Christian warrior 

The glorious day is coming 

There is a land of calm 

The last lovely 

The voice of free . 

The Lord our God is clothed 

Together let us sweetly 

The gospel trumpet 

Thou Judge of 

There is a world to 

This groaning 

The worst of sinners . 

The chariot 

The pleasures of earth I have 



Watchrnan! teil us 
What shall I render 
When marshalled on 
Wait on the Lord 
When I can read my 
Will you go, sinner, go 
What heavenly music do . 
When shall the voice . 
When the last trumpet's . 
With joy we meditate . 
When shall I see the day . 
We are bound for the land 
We are going home, led by 
What heavenly music falls 
When for the eternal 
What vessel 
Whither goest thou 
We have heard from . 
What poor, despised 
When I survey the wondrous 
When strangers stand 
We speak of the realms 





Ye valiant soldiers 
Ye, who rose to meet