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♦SONG OF THE RESCUED.
MRS. HARRIET E. JONES.
Tune. — I am so glad that Jesus loves me.
1 I am so glad that again I am free,
I have been blind but now I can see :
Jesus has called me from sinning away,
(). how I love my Redeemer to-day.
Chorus.
I am so glad that now I can see.
Now I can see, now I can see ;
I am so glad that now / am free —
Rum has no power over me.
2 Now I am ready to work with a will.
Work for the Master o'er vallev and
hill ;
Ever stand ready to go at His call,
Come, boys, and aid me, oh ! come one
and all.
3 Since I am rescued I find sweetest rest,
Trusting in Jesus, I truly am blest ;
I know, if I trust Him, He'll keep even
me.
Oh, captive brother, you too may be
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STEPPING IN THE LIGHT.
Trying to walk in the steps of the
Saviour,
Trying to follow our Saviour and
King ;
Shaping our lives by His blessed ex-
ample,
Happy, how happy the songs that
we bring.
Choris.
How beautiful to walk in the steps of
the Saviour ;
Stepping in the light, stepping in
the light ;
How beautiful to walk in the steps of
the Saviour,
Led in paths of light.
Pressing more closely to Him who is
leading
When we are tempted to turn from
the way ;
Trusting the arm that is strong to de-
fend us,
Happy, how happy, our praises each
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RESCUE WORKERS AND EVANGELISTS
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COMPILED BY
COL. HENRY H. HADLEY
NEW YORK
PUBILSHED FOR THE CHRISTIAN MEN'S UNION
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Copyright. 1S90, by H. II. Hadley
Copyright, 1S93, by II. H. IIadlby
The compiler has dedicated in this book, several selection, ivho hav? a-
and in raemorv of others.
PREFACE.
There are more songs suitable for rescue work in RESCUE
SONGS than in any other book, including the best from almost
every source.
Many publishers, writers and composers donated the pieces
asked for, and others sold them at reasonable rates.
But for this and the important fact that several hundred
dollars with which to buy the music and make the plates, were
contributed by good friends of missions and of rescue work,
this book would have to be sold at the usual price for such
books, say 35 to 50 cents per copy. Thanks to these friends,
the publishers are now enabled to furnish RESCUE SONGS
within the means of the poorest mission, church or Sunday-
school. The thanks of all rescue workers are due to those
who have made it possible to give so good a book a wide
circulation where so much needed. To each one who has
helped or prayed for this cheery messenger of hope and peace,
is tendered (In His Name) the sincere thanks of H. H. H.
Please prav that this copy may be the means of saving some soul. See Matt. i> : 10 and
1 John 1:7.
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1. 0 Could I Speak the Matchless Worth.
Samuel Medley.
Arr. by Lowell Mason.
1. O could I speak the match-less worth,
2. I'd sing the pre - cious blood He spilt,
3. I'd sing the char-ac - ters He bears,
4. Well, the de - light -ful day will come
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the glo - ries forth, Which in my Sav - iour shine, I'd soar and
the dread-ful guilt Of sin, and wrath di - vine ; I'd sing His
of love He wears, Ex - alt - ed on His throne ; In loft - iest
will bring me home, And I shall see His face; Then with mv
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2. There's a shout in the camp like the shout of old, Hal-le-lu-jah! praise His
3. There's a shout in the ranks of the King of kings, Hal-le-lu-jah! praise His
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Jesus Shall Reign.
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3. People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ;
4. Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ;
5. Let ev-ery creat-urerise and bring Pe - cu-liar hon - ors to their King:
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His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sac - ri - fice.
And in- fan t voi - ces shall proclaim The early blessings on His name.
The wea - ry find e - ter-nal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.
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How Firm a Foundation.
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1. How firm a foun-da-tion, ye saints of the Lord,
2. Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
3. When thro' the deep wa-ters I call thee to go,
4. When thro' fiery tri - als thy path- way shall lie,
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8.
Where the Living Waters Flow.
Capt. R. Kelso Carter.
Used by permission.
E. E. Xickerson.
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2. For thee, my soul, for thee These price- less joys were bought.
3. Come, with the ran- somed train. The Sav-iour's prais - es sing,
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Down where the liv - ing wa-ters flow ;
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A - dore ! He reigns a King. Down where the liv - ing wa-ters flow.
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9.
Move Forward.
•The Lord is mv lijfht and my salvation." — P
G. W. Crofts.
D. B. Townek, by per.
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1. Move forward ! valiant men and strong, Ye who have pray'd and labored long,
2. Move forward ! each and ev - ery one, The gold-en har-vest is be-gun,
3. Move forward ! reaping as you move! An-gels are watching from a-bove!
4. Move forward ! day will die full soon, How quickly evening fol- lows noon.
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Now is the time to work and pray— Let glo - ry crown the dy - ing day.
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10.
My Country ! 'tis of Thee.
Samvel F. Smith.
Henry Carey.
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Thy might, Great God, our King!
1 My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine;
Now hear me while I pray,
Take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day
Be wholly Thine.
2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire :
As Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire.
While life's dark mazo I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my guide ;
Kid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.
When ends life's transient dream.
When death's cold, sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll ;
Blest Saviour, then, in love,
Fear and distrust remove ;
O bear me safe above.—
A ransomed soul.
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Dedicated to Capt. Cummings.
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3. Je - sus is call- ing them -'Come unto me," Call- ing theyoungand the old,
4. Free is the fountain that cleanses eomplete,Com-ing the young and the old ;
5. Joyful the songs that the ransomed shall sing,Sing-ing the young and the old ;
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12.
Flash the Toplights.
'Let vour light so shine before men, that they raav see your go^d wirks, xnd glo-
Fathei which is in heaven. — Matt. 5 : 16.
Arthur W. French. Frank If. Da. :
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1. Out to seamid'st storm-y gales. When the Gos-pel's good ship sails,
2. There are wrecks on ev - 'ry side, Cries for help a-eross the tide,
3. Je - sus stands be-side the helm, And the waves can-not o'erwhelm,
4. 80 the wreck'd ones they may hear. Know-ing that sweet help is near.
Let each warn-ing sig-nal light, L'p a - loft be burn-ing bright.
So that ev - 'ry one may see, Let the lights shine full and free.
While above him bright and fair. Gleams the welcome sig - nal there.
Out at sea. a - long the strand, Trumpet still this one command :
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Chiles Wesley.
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The Gospel Feast.
"Come, for all things are ready."
Luke 14 : 16. H. L.
1. Come, sin-ners, to the gos-pel feast ; It is for you,
2. Ye need not one be left behind, It is for you,
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3 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ;
The invitation is to all :
7 My message as from God receive ;
Ye all may come to Christ and live :
8 O let this love your hearts constrain,
Nor suffer Him to die in vain.
4 Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou!
All things in Christ are ready now.
5 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed,
YTe restless wanderers after rest ;
6 Ye poor,andmaimed,andhalt,and blind, 10 His offered benefits embrace,
In Christ a hearty welcome find. And freely now be saved by grace.
Copyright, 1889, by H. L. Gilmour.
9 See Him set forth before your eyes,
That precious, bleeding sacrifice:
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God's Word.
1 How precious is the book divine,
By inspiration given :
Bright as a lamp its teachings shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.
Tune 13.
3 It shows to man his wandering ways,
And where his feet have trod ;
And brings to view the matchless grace
Of a forgiving God.
2 Its light, descending from above,
Our gloomy world to cheer,
Displays a Saviour's boundless love,
And brings His glories near.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view,
In brighter worlds above.
15.
The General Roll Call.
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones.
Frank M. Da vis.
1. At the sounding of the trum-pet That shall sum-mon one and all
2. At the great and ft- naljudgnient When all se-crets shall be known,
3. When we hear the gen-'ral roll call, Thro' the cit - y of the King,
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Nearer, my God, to Thee.
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Power in Jesus' Blood.
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2. I heard the saints in rap-ture tell, How much a soul may know
3. I came to Je - sus sick and vile, That I this grace might know ;
4. He cast on me a look of love, Such as no words can show ;
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And trusted in His precious blood To wash me white as snow.
I felt with- in my ver - y soul He washed me white as snow.
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4. Reach down.reach downThine arms of grace.And cause me to as - cend
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20.
My Son, Give Me Thy Heart.
My Son/; ire me Thine heart." — Prov. 23: 26.
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That He should say so ten-der-lv, "My son,
And plead thy wayward soul to win, "My son,
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21.
We Walk by Faith.
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0 Happy Day.
July 28th, 1886, 9.40 p, m. At the old Jerry McAuley Mission, 316 Water St., N. Y.
Philip Doddridge.
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While to that sacred shrine I move. With Him, of every good possessed.
3 'Tis done ! the great transaction's done ! 5 High Heaven that heard the solemn vow,
I am my Lord's, and He is mine : That vow renew'd shall daily hear,
He drew me, and I follow'd on, Till in life's latest hour I bow,
Charmed to confess the voice divine. And bless in death a bond so dear.
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2. Ah! these are of a roy - al line, All children of a King!
S. Why do they then ap-pear so mean ? And why so much de-spis'd?
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Who walk in yon - der nar-row way, A-long that rug-ged maze?
Heirs of im - mor - tal crowns di- vine, And lo ! for joy they sing.
Be - cause of their rich robes un- seen The world is not ap-pris'd.
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With heavenly manna fed. They love and keep His ways.
5 Why do they shun the pleasing path
That worldlings love so well?
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To Salem's happy ground?
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Rejoice and be Glad.
Rev. Hokatius Bonar, 1S74.
English Melody.
1. Rejoice and be glad ! The Redeemer has come! Go look on His era -die,
2. Rejoice and be glad! It is sunshine at last! The clouds have departed,
3. Rejoice and be glad ! For the blood hath been shed ; Redemption is hnish'd,
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Rejoice and be glad ! 6 Rejoice and be glad !
Now the pardon is free ! For our King is on high ;
The Just for the unjust He pleadeth for us on
Hath died on the tree. — Cho. His throne in the skv. — Cho.
Rejoice and be glad !
For the Lamb, that was slain,
O'er death is triumphant,
And liveth again.— C//o.
7 Rejoice and be glad !
For He cometh again ;
He cometh in glory,
The Lamb that was slain.
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Revive Us Again.
1 We praiee thee, O God ! for the Son of Thy love,
For J esus, who died, and is now gone above.
Chorus. — Hallelujah ! Thine the glory, Hallelujah ! Amen.
Hallelujah ! Thine the glory ; revive us again.
2 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain,
Who has borne all our sins, and cleansed every stain. — Cho.
3 All glory and praise to the God of all grace,
Who has bought us, and sought us, and guided our ways. — Ck».
4 Revive us again ; fill each heart with Thy love,
May each soul be kindled with fire from above. — Cho.
Rkv. Wm. Paton Mackay, i366.
Tlie Happy Pilgrim.
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The precious name of Jesus
Was all he loved to hear.
Thus he kept pressing onward,
Delighted with the way,
And shouting, Glory ! Glory !
To Jesus all the day.
4 I saw him in the morning,
On Canaan's sunny plain
Gathering for his Master
The rich and golden grain ;
He bound them up in bundles
Until the angels come,
To gather in the harvest
In heaven, his happy home.
5 I saw him in midsummer,
Still happy on his way,
He'd reached the land of Beulah,
Where birds sing night and day ;
He found a store of honey,
And wine upon the lees,
And fruit in rich abundance
Upon life's living trees.
6 I saw him in the evening,
Life's sun was bending low,
He'd reached the Golden City, —
His robes stdl white as snow ;
He joined the bridal cortege,
And drank of the new wine,
And now among the angels
Eternallv doth shine.
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1. I am dwell- ing on the mountain, Where the gold - en sunlight gleams
2. I can see far down the mountain, Where I wandered wea-ry years,
3. I am drink- ing at the fount- ain, Where I ev - er would a -bide;
a land whose wondrous beauty Far ex-ceeds my fond -est dreams ;
Oft - en hin - dered in my jour-ney By the ghosts of doubts and fears.
For I've tast - ed life's pure riv - er, And my soul is sat - is - ned ;
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Where the air is pure, e - the - ral. La -den with the breath of flowers
Brok-en vows and dis - ap-point-ments Thickly sprinkled all the way.
There's no thirst-ing for life's pleas-ures. Xor a - dorn - ing, rich and gay,
Cho. — Is not this the land of Beu-lah, Bless- ed. bless - ed land of light,
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They are bloom-ing by the fountain. 'Neath the am - a - ran-thine bow'rs
But the Spir*- it led. un - er - ing. To the land I hold to - day.
For I've found a rich - er treas-ure. One that fad - eth not a - way.
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And I love to follow Jesus.
Gladly counting all but dross,
ft"orldly honors all forsaking
For the glory of the Cross.
•5 Oh. the Cross has wondrous glory I
Oft I've proved this to be true ;
When I'm in the way so narrow,
I can see a pathway through ;
And how sweetly Jesus whispers :
Take the Cross, thou need'st not fear,
For I've tried the way before thee,
And the glory lingers near.
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The Child of a King.
Hattih K. Bukll.
Arr. from a Melody by Rev. John B. Sumnsr.
My Fa-ther is rich in houses and lands, He holdeth the wealth of the
My Father's own Son,the Saviour of men, Once wander'd o'er earth as the
I once was an out- cast stranger on earth, A sin-ner by choice, an
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poor-est of men; But now he is reigning for-ev - er on high, And will
al - ien by birth ! But I've been a-dopt-ed, my name's written down, — An
me o - ver there! Tho' exiled from home, yet still I may sing: All
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Wonderful Love of Jesus.
"The love of Christ, which passeth knowledge." — Eph. 3: 19.
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1. In vain in high and ho - ly lays My soul her grateful voice would raise;
2. A joy by day, a peace by night, In storms a calm, in darkness light ;
3. My hope for par- don when I call, My trust for lift - in g when I fall;
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In pain a balm. in weakness might, Is the won-der-ful love of Jc - sus.
In life, in death, mv all in all. Is the won-der-ful love of Je - sus.
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Redeemed.
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2. Redeemed,and so happy in Je - sus, No language my rapture can tell,
o. I think of my blessed Re-deem-er, I think of Him all the day long,
4. I think I shall see in His beau-ty The King in whose law I de - light,
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I know that the light of His presence With me doth continually dwelf.
I sing, for I cannot be si - lent. His love is the theme of my song.
Who lov-ing-ly guardeth my footsteps, And giveth me songs in the night.
And soon, with the spirits made perfect, At home with the Lord I shali be.
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34. Lead me gently Home, Father.
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2. Je - sus bids you come,
3. Je - sus bids you come,
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Bear the Cross for Jesus.
''Take up thy cross and follow me." — Mark io: 21.
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1. Wonderful sto-ry of love: Tell it to me a- gain; Wonderful sto-ry of
2. Wonderful sto-ry of love: Tho' you are far a - way ; Wonderful sto-ry of
3. Wonderful sto-ry of love: Jesus provides a rest; Wonderful sto-ry of
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love: For all the pure and blest ; Rest in those mansions a - bove us,
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Down from the crys-tal bright fountain, E'en from the dawn of ere - a - tion,
With those who've gone on before us. Singing the rapt - u - rous cho - rus,
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The Cross.
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2. That cross ! that cross ! that heavy cross,My Saviour bore for me, Which bow'd Him
3. How light !how light !thia preciouseross, Presented to my view; And while, with
4. Thecrown!thecrown!thegloriouscrown!Thecrownofvictory IThecrown of
6. My tears, un - bid - den,seem to flow For love,unbounded love, Which guides me
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me of precious blood That once was shed for me. Oh, the blood !the precious blood !
to the earth with grief, On sad Mount Cal-va-ry.
care, I take it up, Behold the crown my due.
life ! it shall be mine When I shall Jesus see.
thro' this world of woe And points to joys above.
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The Lord will Provide.
Prof. S. C. Harrington.
1. In some way or oth - er the Lord will provide ; It may not be my way,
2. At some time or oth - er the Lord will provide ; It may not be my time,
3. Despond then no longer ;the Lord will provide; And this be the to- ken —
4 . March on,then,right boldly; the sea shall divide ; The pathway made glorious,
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The Lord will Provide.
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It may not be thy way,' And yet, in Hisow« way, "The Lord will provide."
It may not be thy time, And yet, in His own time, "The Lord will provide."
No word He hath spoken Was ev - er yet broken — "The Lord will provide."
With shoutings victorious, We'll join in the cho - rus, "The Lord will provide."
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Come to the Saviour.
"Make a joyful noise uuto God, all ye lands.
Geo. F. Root.
Earnestly.
-Psa.66: i.
Geo. F. Root.
By per.
1. Come to the Sav - iour, make no de - lay ; Here in His word He's
2. "Suf - fer the children !" Oh, hear His voice, Let ev - 'ry heart leap
3. Think once a - gain, He's with us to - day ; Heed now His blest com -
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Joy - ful, joy - ful will the meeting be, When from sin our hearts are pure and free,
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41. I will Shout His Praise in Glory.
P. H. DlNGMAN.
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1. You ask what makes me happy. my heart so free from care. It is because my
2. I was a friendless wand'rer till Jesus took me in. My life was full of
3. I wish that ev'ry sinner before his throne would bow ; He waits to bid them
4. I mean to live for Jesus while here on earth I stay.And when his voice shall
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call me to realms of endless day, As one by one we gath - er, re-
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pardon to my soul ; Oh,blissful, blissful moment! 'twas joy beyond control,
in his love I see,They'd come and shout salvation,and sing his praise with me.
joicing on the shore,We'll shout his praise in glory, and sing forev- ermore.
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42.
The Prodigal's Return.
"There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth." — Luke 15 : 10.
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2. I on - ly brought a ru-ined name, My Fa-ther loved me just the same,
3. He gave to me the robe and ring, Naught but repentance did I bring,
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Oh. I've come home, ring out the strain, For I've come home,come home again ;
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A Little Talk.
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1. Tho' dark the night and clouds look black And stormy o - ver-head, And
2. "When those who once were dearest friends Be-gin to per- se - cute, And
3. And tlms, by frequent lit - tie talks, I gain the vie - to - ry, And
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trials of al - most ev - 'ry kind A - cross my path are spread ; How
those who once professed to love Have si - lent grown and mute; I
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Je - sus as my friend, I'll prove un - til the end, A lit - tie talk with
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The Stranger at the Door.
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1. Be - hold a stranger at thedoor ; He gently knocks— has knock'd before;
2. O love - ly at-ti-tude — He stands\Vithmelt-ing heart and lo»d-ed hands;
3. But will He prove a friend indeed? He will — the ver - y friend you need:
4. Kise.touch'd with gratitude di-vine : Turn out His en - e - my and thine :
5. Ad-mit Him, ere His anger burn — His feet, de-part-ed, ne'er re-turn;
Has wait-ed long, is waiting still : You treat no oth - er friend so ill.
O match-less kindness — and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes.
The friend of sin-ners? Yes, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Cal- va-ry.
That soul-de - stoy-ing monster — sin. And let the Heav'nly Stranger in.
Ad-mit Him, or the hour's at hand, You'll at His door re -ject - ed stand.
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45. The Beautiful City of Gold.
Dedicated to the Memory of Mrs. Frances Lee Pettet.
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1 There's a cit - y that looks o'er the val - ley of death, And its
2 There the King, our Re-deem - er, the Lord whom we love, All the
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And the eyes of the faithful Our Saviour behold,In that beautiful cit-y of gold.
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3. Oh, near to the Rock let me keep, Or bless-ings, or sor- rows pre- vail ;
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1. The Great Physician on Jericho's road Is hold-ing a ser-vice to-day,
2. The Great Physician in mercy will heal All those who be-liev-ing will go;
3. The Great Physician is passing this way. Oh, why will yon lin-ger and wait ?
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And multitudes of the poor and the blind Are crowding the great highway.
Their sins tho' red and like scarlet may be, Yet they shall be white as snow.
Be healed to-day, join the sanctified throng, Ere it shall be said, "Too late."
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48.
Fanny J. Ckosby.
Glory to God, Hallelujah !
Dedicated to Rev. I. Simmons.
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1. We are nev-er, nev-er wea-ry of the grand old song ;Glo - ry to
2. We are lost a - mid the rap-ture of re-deem-ing love ;Glo - ry to
3. We are go - ing to a pal - ace that is built of gold;Glo-ry to
4. There we'll shout redeeming mer-cy in a glad, new song ;Glo - ry to
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God,hal-le - lu-jah!We are ris-ing on its pinions to the hills a-bove:
God,hal- le - lu - jah ! Where the King in all His splendor we shall soon behold :
God,hallelujah!There we'll singthe praise of Jesus with the blood- wash' d throng :
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49.
P. P. B.
The Half Was Never Told.
'Behold, the half %vas not told." — i Kings io :
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1. Re - peat the sto - ry o'er and o'er, Of grace so full and free,
2. Of feace I on - ly knew the name, Nor found my soul its rest,
3. My high - est place is ly - ing low At my Re- deem- er's feet;
4. And oh, what rap- ture will it be With all the host a - bove,
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Un-til the sweet-voiced an -gel came To soothe my wea - ry breast.
No re - al joy in life I know, But in His ser- vice sweet.
To sing thro' all e - ter - ni - ty The won-ders of His love.
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50
The Comforter has come !
"Twill pray the Father, and He shall give you another Comforter, that ir>' may
abide with you forever."— John xiv: 16.
Rev. F. Bottome, D.D
,, WM. J. KlRKPATRICK.
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1. Oh, spread the ti - dings round, wher - ev - er man is found, Wher-
2. The long, long night is past, the morn - ing breaks at last; And
3. Lo, the great King of kings, with heal - ing in His wings, To
4. O bound -less Love di - vine! how shall this tongue of mine To
5. Sing, till the ech-oes fly a - bove the vault -ed sky, And
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hush'd the dread-ful wail and fu - ry of the blast, As o'er the golden
ev - 'ry cap-tive soul a full de - liv'rance brings ; And thro' the va - cant
wond'ring mor-tals tell the match-less grace di- vine— That I, a child of
all the saints a - bove to all be - low re - ply, In strains of end - less
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hills the day ad-van-ces fast! The Com- fort - er
cells the song of tri - umph rings : The Com- fort - er
hell, should in His im - age shine! The Com - fort - er
love, the song that ne'er will die: The Com - fort - er
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51.
Safe Within the Vail.
llfv. E. Adams.
J. M. Evans.
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1. "Land a-head !" its fruits are wav-ing O'er the hills of fade- less green;
2. Onward, bark ! the cape I'm rounding ; See, the bless-ed wave their hands,
3. There, let go the anchor, rid- ing On this calm and silvery bay;
4. Now we're safe from all temptation, All the storms of life are past;
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Hear the harps of God resounding From the bright im-mor-tal bands.
Sea- ward fast the tide is gliding, Shores in sunlight stretch a - way.
Praise the Rock of our Sal-va-tion, We are safe at home at last.
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safe with- in the vail!
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52.
Throw Out the Life-Line.
Words and Music by Rev. E. S. Ufford.
From "Converts Praises," 1SS7, by per.
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1. Throw out the Life-Line across the dark wave, There is a broth -er whom
2. Throw out the Life Line with hand quick and strong; Why do youtar-ry, my
3. Throw outthe Life-Line to dan-ger-fraughtmen, Sink-ing in anguish where
4. Soon will thissea-son of res-cue be o'er, Soon will we drift to that
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See! He is sink-ing, Oh, hast-en to - day,
Winds of temp- ta- tion and bil-lows of woe,
Then in the dark hour of death may it be,
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Out with the life-boat,away,then away ! [Life-Line !
Will soon hurl them out where the dark waters flow
That Jesus will throw out the Life-Line to thee.
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1 This is the Life-line, oh, tempest-tossed men,
Baffled by waves of temptation and sin;
Wild winds of passion, your strength cannot
Jesus is mighty, Jesus can save. [brave,
Chorus. — This is the Life-line,
This is the Life-line,
Jesus can save you to-day ;
This is the Life-line,
This is the Life-line,
Jesus can save you to-day.
2 Jesus is able! To you who are driven,
Farther and farther from God and from Heaven ;
Helpless and hopeless, overwhelmed by the
wave ;
We throw out the Life-line, 'tis "Jesus can
save."
3 This is the Life-line, oh, grasp it to-day!
See, yon are recklessly drifting away ;
Voices in warning, shout o'er the wave,
"Grasp the strong Life-line, for Jesus can save.'
53.
Rejoice! the Lo>t is Found!
F. L. B.
Frank L. Bristow.
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2. Wanderer, far a-way from love to - day In the sea of sin so
3. Joy-ful-ly an - gels bring the Sig-net ring Of a Fa-ther's pard'ning
4. Heavenly Home! Sweet homeiwe soon shall roam Thro' thv realm of beaut v
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bound, '"Salvation's come, The wand' rer's home, The lost one now is found,
low, A call from home now bids "you come." Arise and say "I'll go."
grace, Androy - al fare, they now prepare. Be-fore His smiling face,
rare, With an- gel throng — Join in a song Of joy be-yond compare.
Re-joice ! Rejoice ! with heart and voice.Re - peat the welcome sound !
Your vacant chair is wait- ing there. And raiment white as snow!
A-way with fears !A- way with tears !Re-ceive His fond em-brace !
••Redeemer!""King!" for-ev-er sins The loved ones gathered there!
CHORUS. With earnestness and Precision.
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54.
Sowing the Tares.
Dedicated to "Brother Will," M. Cell 1069.
Words by a Convict.
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the tares. when it might have been wheat, Sowing of mal-ice,
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life's sweetest hymn,And heeding no an-guish, no pit - e-ous pray'rs, While
life's fair-est crown;And turning to sil - ver the once golden hairs,Grown
all golden and bright; O heart,turn to God with repentance and pray'r, And
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we were so cru - el - ly sow-ing the tares;
whit - er and whit-er as we sowed the tares ;
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2. Thou canst fill me, gracious Spir-it, Tho' I can - not tell Thee how ;
3. I am weakness, full of weakness ; At Thy sa - cred feet I bow;
4. Cleanse and comfort ; bless and save me ; Bathe, oh, bathe my heart and brow !
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57.
Drifting Away.
Mrs. C. L. SCHACKLOCK.
„ Moderato. Tenor or Sop.
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1 Thev are drift- ing a- way on the sea of life, On its foaming billows tossed ;
2 Let the beacon of hope thro' the darkness shine.For the wand'rers of the wave,
3* Thev are drift- ing a- way from the light of home.They are losing manhood s pnde,
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There is mer-cv and love in the Fount divine. All the wreck'd of earth to save.
They are wrecking their hopes for the life to come.They are drifting with the tide.
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q f There is welcome for the sin- ner. And more graces for the good ;
°\ There is mer-cy with the Saviour, There is healing [Omit] in His blood.
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Keep Moving on the Way.
(Jubilee Melody.)
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2. Oh, this se - cret of pro-gress-ing, ev-ery-bod- y ought to keep,
3. In the gal-'ries of the skies. an - gel hosts are look - in g down,
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Keep Close to Jesus.
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4. We shall reach our home in heav-en by and by, Keep close to
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60.
I Stood Outside the Gate.
"Enter ye in at the strait gate." — Matt. 7 : 1
Miss Josephine Pollard.
Solo.
Arranged for this Work.
1. I stood outside the gate, A poor wayfaring child ; Within my heart there
2. Oh, "mercy!" loud I cried, "Now give me rest from sin !" "I will," a voice re -
3. In mercy's guise I knew The Saviour long a-bused. Who oft-en sou^htmy
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F. M. D.
Lead Me, Saviour.
■For thy name's sake lead me, guide me." — Psa. xxx. 3.
Frank M. Davis.
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2. Thou the refuge of my soul, When life's stormy billows roll,
3. Saviour.lead me, then at last, When the storm of life is past,
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Jesus, the Lisht.
Arr. by II I.. G.
1. Let my gaze be fixed on Thee, Je - sus, the light of the world
2. Let my hands be strong for Thee, Je - sus, the light of the world
3. When the tempt-er would a - larm, Je - sus, the light of the world
4. Walk the waves, a - cross life's sea, Je - sus, the light of the world
5. Be a shel - ter in the storm, Je - sus, the light of the world
As I look, new beau-ties see, Je - sus, the light of the world.
And my feet be swift and free, Je - sus, the light of the world.
Bare, oh, bare Thy might-y arm, Je - sus. the light of the world.
Near-er come, O Lord, to me, Je - sus, the light of the world.
Keep, oh, keep Thy child from harm, Je - sus, the light of the world.
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Let the testimony roll,
Roll through every nation ;
Witnessing from soul to soul,
This immense salvation.
Now I know it's full and free ;
Oh, the wondrous story !
For I feel it saving me,
Glory ! glory ! glory !
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Glory be to Jesus !
He hath brought salvation nigh,
From all sin He frees us.
Let the golden harp of God
Ring the wondrous story ;
Let the pilgrim shout aloud
Glory ! glory ! glory !
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1 From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes.
There is a calm, a sure retreat :
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads ;
A place than all besides more sweet :
It ifi the blood-bought mercv-seat.
3 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismajred,
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?
4 There, there on eagle's wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more ;
And heaven comes down our souls to
greet.
While glory crown the mercy-seat.
— BOKHM.
64. I'll
Henry H. Hadley.
Feed On Husks No More.
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He turned disgust - ed from the swine That he so long had fed;
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I Stretch My Hands to Thee.
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2. What did Thine on - ly Son en -dure, Be- fore I drew my breath ;
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And all my wants Thou wouldst relieve, () let me now receive that gift !
In this accepted hour. My soul without it dies.
66.
In Canaan Xotv.
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1. I heard fcheS - ■•Poorwand'ring child, come home,
2. He fed me on fresh man - na; He led me day by day:
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67. Dear Jesus, Canst Thou Help Me
Fanny J. Crosby.
Dedicated to S. H. Hadley.
(See No. 152.)
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God be With You.
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4. God be with you till we meet a-gain.Keep love's banner floating
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The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know ; I feed in green
Thro' the valley and shad-ow of death though I stray, Since Thou art my
In the midst of affliction,iiiy ta - ble is spread With blessings un-
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numbered,my cup run - neth o'er; With per- fume and oil Thou a-
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fore - fa-thers trod Thro' the land of their so-journ, Thy kingdom of love.
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2. Why on the mountains of sin wilt thou roam r Mer - cy
3. Think of His goodness. His pa-tience and love ; Mer - cy
4. Yes, there is par- don for all who be - lieve ; Mer - cy
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Mer-cy is boundless and free.
Mer-cy is boundless and free.
Mer-cy is boundless and free.
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Thou art in darkness O,
Come and re-pent-ing, O,
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Life ev-er-last-ing thy soul may receive, Mercy is boundless and free.
Je-sus is waiting, He'll save you to-night, Mercy is boundless and free.
Grieve Him no longer.but come as thou art, Mercy is boundless and free.
Cling to His mercy, believe on His name, Mercy is boundless and free.
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That fountain in his day ;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Wash'd all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
Shall never lose its power, I'll sing Thy power to save,
Till all the ransom'd Church of God "When this poor lisping.stam'ring tongue
Be saved, to sin no more. Lies silent in the grave.
72. Place a Lamp in the Window.
"And they shall light the lamps— that they may give light.
Mary J. Cappel.
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2. Oh, how ma - ny that wan-der Down where the tempter is lead-ing,
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Thro' thy lamp in the win - dow, Rescued from ru - in may be.
Love's kind la- bor pur - su - ing, Bringeth re-wardun-to thee.
Place a lamp in the win-dow; Some poor boy may dis - cov - er,
Send its rays to the wea - ry, Hun - gry, friendless and drear- y;
Keep a lamp in the win-dow, Till thy mis-sion is end-ed;
Far a - way from his moth- er, Light that a safeguard will be.
Oh, what joy it will give them. Light from thy win-dow to see.
Then for - ev - er with Je - sus.Crown'd with His love thou shalt be.
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Copyright. 1S89, by \V. H. DoANK.
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73. Though Your Sins be as Scarlet.
F. J. Crosby. W. H. Doane.
Duet. Gently.
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1. "Tho' your sins be as scar- let,They shall be as white as snow ; as snow ;
2. Hear the voice that entreats you,Oh, re-turn ye un - to God! to God !
3. He'll forgive vour transgressions,And re-mem-ber them no more ; no more ;
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Look un - to Me. ye people," Saith the Lord your God ;
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74.
The Glorious Hope.
Chas. Wesley.
Arr. by W. J. K. Tune '•Salutation.
1. O glo - rious hope of per- feet love, It lifts me up to
2. Re-joic - ing now in ear- nest hope, I stand, and from the
3. A land of corn and wine and oil, Fa-vored with God's pe-
4. Oh, that I might at once go up. No more on this side
5. Now, O my Josh-ua, bring me in! Cast out Thy foes, the
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Step Out on the Promise.
Maggie Potter. Arr. by E. F. M.
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2. O ye that are hun - gry and thirst-y, re-joice! For ye shall be
3. Who sighs for a heart from in - iq - ui - tyfree? O, poor troubled
4. Step out on this promise, and Christ thou shalt win, "The blood of His
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soul! there's a prom - ise for thee, There's rest, wea-ry one, in the
Son cleanseth us from all sin," It cleans- eth me now, hal - le-
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lu - jah to God; I rest on His prom -ise, — I'm un-der the blood.
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1. There comes to my heart one sweet strain, A glad and a joyous re - train,
sweet at rain, refrain,
2. Bv Christ on the cross peace was made. My debt by His death was all paid,
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3. When Je-sus as Lord I had crowned, My heart with this peace did abound,
bad crowned, abound,
4. In Je-sus for peace I a-bide,;ibide,And as I keep close to His side,His side,
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No oth - er foun-"da-tion is laid For peace,the gift of God's love.
In Him the rich blessings I found, Sweet peace.the gift of God's love.
There's nothing but peace doth be-tide, Sweet peace.the gift of God's love.
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76.
Wave the Signal JLisjlit.
Dedicated to Col. H. H. Hadley.
E. S. U. Rev. E. S. Uffokd.
were traveling on the night express. Suddenly the train came to a standstill. A washout
had been discovered, and a red lantern was waved in the air. The engineer
saw the signal and by heeding the warning we were saved.
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2. I have a Christ that sat - is - ties, Since I have been redeemed,To do His
3. I have a Witness bright and clear, Since I havebeenredeemed.Dis-pell-ing
4. I have a joy I can't ex-press. Since I have been redeemed. All thro' His
•5. I have a home prepared for me. Since I have bee: redeemed, Where I shall
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will my high-est prize. Since I have been redeemed,
ev-ery doubt and fear, Since I have been redeemed,
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2. Lord Je-sus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to
3. Lord Je-sus, for this I most humbly en -treat, I wait,bless-ed
4. Lord Je-sus, Thou se - est I pa-tient-lv wait, Come no w,and with -
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make a complete sac - ri - fice ; I give up my - self, and what-
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79. What Shall the Harvest Be?
"Whatsoever a man soweth. that shall he also reap."— Gal. 6: 7.
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1. Sowing the seed by the daylight fair, Sow-ing the seed by the noonday glare,
2. Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sow- ing the seed on the rocks to die,
3. Sowing the seed of a lingering pain, Sow-ing the seed of a mad- den ed brain,
4. Sowing the seed with an aching heart,Sow-ing the seed while f he tear-drops start,
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Sowingthe seed wherethethornswillspoil,Sowingtheseedin the fer- tile soil;
Sowing the seed of a tarnished name, Sowing the seed of e - ter-nal shame ;
Sowing in hope till the reap-ers come, Gladly to gather the har-vest home ;
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1. Vain man, thy fond pur-suits for-bear; Re- pent, thine end is nigh;
2. Re - fleet, thou hast a soul to save ; Thy sins, how high they mount !
3. Death en - ters, and there's no de-fense; His time there's none can tell;
4. Thy flesh, per- haps thy great- est care, Shall in - to dust con-sume;
Death, at the farthest, can't be far : O think be - fore thou die.
What are thy hopes be-yond the grave? How stands that dark ac - count?
He'll in a mo- men t call thee hence, To heaven, or down to hell.
But, ah! de-struc-tion stops not there; Sin kills be - yond the tomb.
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2. God has pardoned all my sin, That's the news ! I feel the
3. And now if a - ny one should say. What's the news? O tell him
4. Wea - rv pilgrim, hear the call, Bless - ed news ! Christ Je- sus
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Give me Jesus.
Jno. R. Sweney
1 . Take the world, but give me
2. Take the world, but give me
3. Take the world, but give me
4. Take the world, but give me
Je-sus, — All its joys are but a name;
Je-sus, Sweet-est com - fort of my soul;
Je-sus, Let me view His con- stant smile ;
Je- sus, In His cross my trust shall be,
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"With my Sav - ior watching o'er me I can sing, tho' bil-lows roll.
Then throughout my pil- grim jour-ney Light will cheer me' all the while.
Till, with clear - er, bright-er vis - ion, Face to face my Lord I see.
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82.
Behold the Man.
Frank A. Millek.
1. Be-hold the Prince and Sav - iour.Who giv - eth life and peace;
2. Be-hold the Man of sor - rows, He stands be-fore thee now,
3. Be-hold a love - ly Stran-ger Be - fore thy closed heart's door,
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83.
You Had Better Make Your Peace
With God To-Night.
Rev. E. S. Ufford.
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2. The trumpet's blast will ech - o through the land,The saints will rise
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Roll on the Gospel Chariot.
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Come,wea- ry,doubt-ing sin - ner,come, For you the Sav-iour died;
The Sav-iour died, and rose a - gain, To save a world from sin ;
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They'o - pen wide the gold - en gate, Here's pardon,rest, and home.
We'll join the throng,and chant the song Of tri-umph to our King.
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1 Holy Spirit, faithful Guide,
Ever near the Christian's side,
Gently lead us by the hand,
Pilgrims in a desert land.
Weary souls, fore'er rejoice,
While they hear that sweetest voice
Whispering softly, "Wanderer, come,
Follow me, I'll guide thee home."
2 Ever present, truest Friend,
Ever near, Thine aid to lend,
Leave us not to doubt and fear,
Groping on in darkness drear.
When the storms are raging sore,
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er,
Whisper softly, "Wanderer, come,
Follow me, I'll guide thee home."
3 When our days of toil shall cease,
Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but heaven and prayer,
Wondering if our names are there ;
Wading deep the dismal flood,
Pleading naught but Jesus' blood ;
Whisper softly, "Wanderer come,
Follow me, I'll guide thee home."
86. At Even, Ere the Sun was Set.
SESSIONS.
Luther Orlando Emerson.
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At e-ven, ere the sun was set.
Once more 'tise- ven-tide; and we,
O Saviour Christ.our woes dis-pel ;
And all, O Lord, crave perfect rest,
The sick, () Lord, around Thee lay;
( )ppress'd with various ills, draw near;
For some are sick, and some are sad,
And to be whol - ly free from sin,
Thy touch has still its ancient power, No word from Thee can fruitless fall ;
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What if Thy form we cannot see? "We know and feel that Thou art here.
And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had.
And they who fain would serve Thee best Are conscious most of sin within.
Hear, in this sol - emn evening hour. Lord, in Thy mer - cy heal us all.
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To dwell within Thy wound- ; then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.
2 Take my poor heart, and let it be
Forever closed to all but Thee :
Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love forever there.
3 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side !
Who thence their life and strength derive,
And by Thee move, and in Thee live.
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Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe?
Thou giv'st the power Thy grace to move ;
O wondrous grace ! O boundless love !
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That Thou shouldst us to glory bring?
Make slaves the partners of Thy throne,
Decked with a never-fading crown?
6 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow.
Our words are lost, nor will we know,
Nor will we think of aught beside,
"My Lord, my Love is crucified."
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lPraiseGod.fromwhomallblessingsflow! 2 Eternal are Thy mercies. Lord!
Praise Him, all creatures here below ! Eternal truth attends Thy word.
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ! Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore.
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! Till suns shall rise and set no more.
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< Unto you therefore which believe he is precious."— i Pet.
To the Memory of the late S. T. Gordon.
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1. I en-tered once a home of care, For age and pen - u - ry were there,
2 I stood be- side a dy - ing bed, Where lay a child with ach-ing head,
i? I saw the mar-tyr at the stake,The flamescould not his courage shake,
4. I saw the gos-pel her-ald go,— To Af-ric'ssandandGreenland'ssnow,
5." I dreamed that hoary time had fled, And earth and sea gave up their dead,
6 Then come to Christ, oh! cometo-dav.TheFa-ther, Son, and Spir-it say,
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Wait - in" for Je- sus'call; I marked his smile,'twas sweet as May,And as his
Nor death his soul appallj ask'd him whence his strength was giv'n. He look'd tri-
To save from Satan's thrall.Nor home nor life he counted dear,'Midst wants and
A fire dissolved this ball, I saw the church's ransom'd throng, I heard the
The Bride repeats the call, For He will cleanse your guilty stains.Hislove will
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spir-it passed a- way. He whispered,"Christis all."
umph-ant-ly to heaven, And answered,"Christ is all." Christisall, all in
per - ils owned no fear, He felt that "Christ is all."
bur-den of their song,'Twas "Christ is all in all/'
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88.
All Taken Away.
R. Kelso Carter, (except frst verse).
1 Dfd you hear what Je-sus said to me i -They're all taken a - way, away,
2 Oh,tnis wondrous grace so free and full; They're all taken a - way, away,
3' Now the cleansing streams of mercy flow ;They'reall taken a- way, away,
4 I have plung'd beneath the crimson tide ; They're all taken a - way, away,
Mv sins are pardoned and I am free, They're all tak - en
Tho' red like crimson.thev're now as w ool ; They're all tak - en
Mv *ins like scar -let are white as snow ; They're all tak - en
And now bv faith I am pu - ri-fied ; They're all tak - en
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They're all taken awav. awav ; [soul ; They're all taken away, away ; >
And Jesus' healing has made me whole ; While onward pressing my way to heav n;
They're all taken away. They're all taken away.
6 Now the Spirit witnesses to me ; 8 And when in glory we meet above ;
They're all taken away, away ; They're all taken away away ;
And keeps me standing in liberty ; We'll sing the song of Redeeming Loye ,
They're all taken away. They're all taken away.
Copyright, 1S91, by R. Kelso Carter.
89.
Decide To-nteht.
A. Spencer. By per.
1. Some go a- way from the house to- night,
2. Some will go out from the house of pray'r,
3. Some will go out from the house to- night,
4. Wait-ing a mo - ment more for thee,
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Yielding to Sa - tan's lur - ing snare, Will hope-less turn a - way :
Hap-py in heart, made pure and white, By Je - sus' precious blood:
Soon will the knocking end - ed be, O - pen thy heart to - night :
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Spir - it plead At the bolt - ed door ;
wand'rer, stay Till thou too art free!
Mer - cy's door, Seek the o - pen gate ;
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Now is the hour of thy soul's great need, 'Tis now or nev - er - more.
Walking with Christ life's hap - py way, Most blessed shalt thou be.
Sin-ner, de-cide, lest hope be o'er, And thou shouldst be too late.
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The Song of Jubilee.
Mrs. Harriet E. Jones. Or Air — Marchin
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1 . Sing the Christian's marching song, and sing it with a will, Let the mu - sn
2. How the soldiers shouted, when they heard the dear old song ! How their faces
3. Yes, and there were loyal men, whose hearts with joy did swell, As they bore the
4. Let us sing the dear old song, and sing it o'er and o'er, Sing it with the
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float along o'er val-ley, plain and hill ; Sing as did the saints of old— in
brightened as the mu - sicroll'd a-long ! How thatsong of Je-sus helped to
flag along of Him they loved so well ; Blood-stained flag of One who died that
spir - it of the dear saint's gonebefore ; Sing it thro' our marchings here, then
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heaven singing still. While they were marching to glory. O sing, O sing the
make the feeble strong, While they were marching to glory,
they with Him might dwell. While they were marching to glory,
sing it ev-er-more, While we are marchingto glo-ry.
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2 Saved, from the depths of degradation,
Sins' dread abyss,
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As Jesus owns me His ; [tion.
Since all my sins the blood doth cover,
Sweet peace is mine ;
Now, I can sing the story over —
Sing, of the love divine.
3 Oh ! I am drinking from the fountain
So deep and wide ;
Up to the heights of grace I'm mounting
Close by my Saviour's side.
Come,brothers,from the byways dreary,
No longer roam :
Lo ! Jesus calls in language cheery ;
"Come, rind in Me sweet home."
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92. I Know Thou Art Praying For 3Ie.
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I Know Thou Art Praying For Me. concluded.
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93. I'm Going Back to Jesus.
Words by Henry H. Haeley. Musir by C. A. Whitf , [>j per.
„ Allegretto. Not too fast.
I'm go - ing back to
I lived in sin - t'ul
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wan-der ; My heart's turn'd back to Je - sus.
treasure ; I dream'd the world was joy-tul,
fee - ble, I pray the Lord to lead me
long-er, I miss the sweet com-mun - ion,
Sav-iour, But O, when Sa - tan found me.
e - vil, And should my strength forsake me.
My heart's turn'd back to Je - sus.
My heart's turn'd back to Je - sus,
My heart's turn'd back to Je - sus,
I can- not grieve Him
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Mar\ 1). James.
Dedicated to Chaplain & C, McCabe.
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1. In the rift - cd Rock I'm rest- ing, Safe-ly shel-tcr'd, I a -bide;
2. Long pur- sued by sin and Sa-tan, Wea-ry, sad, I long'd for rest;
3. Peace, which passeth un-der-stand-ing, Joy, the world can nev - er give,
4. In the rift - ed Rock I'll hide me, Till the storms of life are past,
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Then I found this heav'n-ly shel-ter, O-pened in my Savior's breast.
Now in Je - sus I am find- ing; In His smiles of love I live.
All se - cure in this blest ref - uge, Heed-ing not the here -est blast.
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94. Down in the Gilded Saloon.
An Answer to. " Where is my Wandering Boy To-night?"
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2. Learning new vie - es all the night long, Tempt-ed to all that's
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4. Broth-er, I guess you'd en - ter this fight, If it were your boy
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sin-ful and wrong, List - en - ing to the har-lot's foul song,
poor heart will break ! Think of that boy to - night a sad wreck,
down there to- night, Ru - ined and wrecked by the drink ap - pe - tite,
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95. There's a Great Day Coming.
W. L. Thompson.
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3. There's a sad dav com-ing,
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sad day com-ing by and by, When the sin - ner shall hear his doom
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Sing thee j in pathways drear-y, On the moon- tain in the glen;
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2. Jesus.our great High Priest,Hath full atonement made, Ye weary spirits, rest ;
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Redemption in His blood
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The year of jubilee is come!
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
4 Ye slaves of sin and hell.
Your liberty receive.
And safe in Jesus dwell.
And blest in Jesus live :
The year of jubilee is come!
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
1 Arise, my soul, arise ;
Shake off thy guilty fears ;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears ;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede ;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead ;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary ;
They pour effectual prayers,
5 Ye who have sold for naught
Your heritage above.
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus' love :
The year of jubilee is come!
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home
6 The gospel trumpet hear.
The news of heavenly grace ;
And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face :
The year of jubilee is come!
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
They strongly plead for me :
"Forgive him, O forgive." they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die."
4 The Father hears Him pray,
His dear annointed One :
He cannot turn away
The presence of His Son :
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.
5 My God is reconciled ;
His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child ;
I can no longer fear :
With confidence I now draw nigU
And, "Father, Abba, Father." cry.
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Sunshine in the Soul.
E. E. Hewitt.
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The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flowers of grace ap-pear.
For bless -ings which He gives me now, For joys "laid up" a - bove.
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99. I'm Believing and Receiving.
"Believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable." — i Pet. i : S.
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Sins of years are wash'd away, Blackest stains be-come as snow,
Doubts and fears are borne a -long On the cur-rent's ceaseless flow,
Ease and wealth become as dross, Worthless.earth's delight and show,
Self - ish-ness is lost in love, Love for Him whose love you know,
Fight-ing is a great de-light, Nev-er will you fear the foe,
Daik-est night is changed to day, When you to the riv - er go.
Sor-row changes in - to song, When you to the riv - er go.
All your boast is in the cross, When you to the riv - er go.
All your treas-ure is a-bove, When you to the riv - er go.
Armed by King Je-ho-vah's might, When you to the riv - er go.
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100. I'll Bear It, Lord, For Thee.
Fanny J. Crosby. Wm. J. Kikkpatrick.
Suggested by the personal testimony of H. H. Hadley, who was converted July 28, 1886,
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2. The cloud was lift - ed from my soul, My bur - den rolled a - way ;
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"Thy sin was can- celled by His blood, Who owns thee for His child."
•Dear Lord," I said, — for as I knelt I saw Him on the tree-
•Dear Lord." I said, -T praise thy name For thy rich grace to rue ;
'Dear Lord," I said, -the work is thine.And thine the glo - ry be.
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My load is gone and now I rest. In per-fect peace with thee."
My hfe, my soul, mv ev - ervpow'r, I con - se - crate to thee."
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"We shall never say 'good by' in heaven." — The words of a dying Christian woman.
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3. Help me to love like Thee, Help me to love like Thee; By Thy
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5 Help me to give like Thee. 7 Help me to work like Thee.
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3 Such a guide? no guide attends thee,
Hence for thee my fears arise :
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'Tis unseen by mortal eyes.
4 Yes, unseen, but still believe me,
Such a guide my steps attend;
, He'll in every strait relieve me.
He will guide me to the end.
5 Pilgrim, see that stream before thee,
Darkly winding through the vale ;
Should its nVdly waves roll o'er thee
Would not then ti*" courage fail?
6 Xo, that stream has nothing frightful.
To its brink my steps I'll becd,
Thence to plunge 'twill be delights-
There my pilgrimage will end.
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Mks. Harriet E. Jones
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All for Sinners.
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2. Je- sus pleads till blood-drops gather, Till the vie - to - ry is won;
3. Hark! thenml- ti- tude are cry-ing, As our Lord is led a -way;
4. Up the hill -side steep and drear- y, All a - long the rug-ged road;
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Sweetly say - ing, "O my Fa - ther, Not my will but Thine be done."
'Oru - ci - fy Him ! cru - ci - fy Him ! Save Bar - ab - bas, Je - sus slay."
Per - se - cu - ted, faint and wea-ry, Je - sus bears the dreadful load.
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Spit upon Him, mock, deride ;
From His side the blood so precious,
Flows for us a healing tide.
6 Hark, O sinner ! "it is finished,"
Rocks are rent while Jesus cries,
"It is finished, it is finished,"
Bows His sacred head and dies.
Copyright. 1S93, by H. H. Hadlev.
105.
Mary D. James.
Consecration.
Mrs. Joseph F. Knapp.
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2. O, Je - sus, might- y Sav - iour, I trust in Thy great name,
3. O, let the fire, de-seend-ing Just now up - on my soul,
4.1 am Thine, O blessed Je - sus, Wash'd by Thy clean s-ing blood;
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I look for Thy sal - va - tion, Thy prom - ise now I claim.
Con-sume my hum - ble off- 'ring, And cleanse and make me whole.
Now seal me by Thy Spir - it A sac - ri - fice to God.
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Rev. Josiah Hopkins. Rev. Josiah Hopkins.
1. O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will
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3. Why will you be starv-ing, and feed - ing
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will you not come ? 'Tis you He bids welcome; He bids you come home,
tri - al and see, And prove that His mer - cy is boundless and free.
107. And Wilt Thou Yet be Found?
Charles Wesley.
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Realms of Beauty.
Words arranged by N. L. H.
Music arranged by Prof. O. S. Schnaltper.
Dedicated to Rev. N. L. Hoopingarner.
1. From this world of sin and sor-row,
2. Ma - ny loved ones have de-part - ed
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Of their precious Saviour's love ;
And while they spake a beam of glory.
Rested on them from above.
5 And with angels bright and lovely,
Kobed in garments pure and white ;
There they will sing and shout forever,
In the home of saints in light.
4 Many are down in the valley, 6 Soon we all will be called over,
And can hear the waters roar ; And shall meet each other there ;
But still they trust their blessed Saviour, To live in joy with God forever,
Wlio will bear them safely o'er. Free from sorrow, toil and care.
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Rev. Wm. Henry IIavekgai
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4. A sec - ond look He gave, which said,
5. Thus,while His death my sin dis-plays
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It seemed to charge me with His death, Tho' not a word He spoke.
This blood is for thy ran- som paid; I die that thou may st live."
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2. Teach me some me - lo-dious son-net, Sung by flam-ing tongues a-
3. Je - sus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of
4. O to grace how great a debt-or Dai - ly I'm constrained to
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He, to res - cue me from danger,
Let Thy goodness, like a fet-ter.
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Call for songs of loud - est praise.
Mount of Thy re-deem-ing love!
In - ter-posed His precious blood.
Bind my wandering heart to Thee :
Seal it for Thy courts a-bove.
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W. A. O.
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1. 'Tis the grand - est theme thro* the a - ges rung; 'Tis the
2. 'Tis the grand - est theme in the earth or main ; 'Tis the
3. 'Tis the grand - est theme, let the tid - ings roll, To the
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Gather Them In.
F. J. Van Alstyne.
Geo. C. Stebbins. by per.
1. Gather them in ! for yet there is room At the feast that the King has spread;
2. Gather them inlfor yet there is room;But our hearts — how they throb with pain.
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113. He Saves the Drunkard Too.
Henry H. Hadley.
George Kinsley.
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2. He once the kneeling lep - er cleans'd, And gave him life a - new;
3. While waiting at Be - thes-da's pool He made the lame to walk;
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He res- cued Pe - ter from the wave; He saves the drunk-ard too.
The beg-gar healed at Jer - i - cho, And caus'd the dumb to talk.
He sav'd poor Ma - ry Mag - da - lene; He saves the drunk-ard too.
5 The withered hand His voice restored,
And He the damsel raised.
Called Lazarus forth, and they who saw
Stood wondering and amazed.
6 Oh, weary sinner, come to Him.
Tis all that thou canst do.
Remember, He alone can keep
And save the drunkard too.
Copyright, 1S90, by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.
1 How vain are all things here below !
How false, and yet how fair!
Each pleasure hath its poison too,
And every sweet a snare.
3 The fondness of a creature's love, —
How strong it strikes the sense!
Thither the warm affections move,
Nor can we call them thence.
2 The brightest things below the sky 4 My Saviour, let Thy beauties be
Give but a nattering light ; My soul's eternal food ;
We should suspect some danger nigh. And grace command my heart away
Where we possess delight. From all created good.
Isaac Watt-.
1 14. Can a Boy Forget His Mother ?
J. H. W.
Rev. J. H. Weber, By per.
1 . Can a boy forget his mother's prayer, When he has wander'd,God knows where ?
2. Can a boy forget his mother's face, Where heart was kind and filled with grace?
3. Can a boy forget his mother's door, From which he wan-dered years before?
4. Can a boy forget that she is dead, Though many years have passed and fled?
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Her lov-ing voice it echoes sweet ;She waits, she longs her boy to meet !
With tears and sighs she said, "Good-bye, Meet me, my boy, beyond the sky !"
Those tears, that prayer, that sweet"Good-bye ;"She waits to welcome thee on high !
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The Old Time Religion.
For -'Rescue Songs.'
Arr. by Grant C. Tiller.
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4 : : It was good for the Hebrew children, :||:
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5 : : It was good for Paul and Silas, :||;
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6 :||: It will save a poor lost sinner, :||:
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7 ::;: It will lighten every burden, :
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9 : || : It brought me out of bondage, :
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1(1 : : It will sanctify you wholly, : :
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11 :||: It will do when you are dying,
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12 :||: It will take us home to heaven, :||:
And 'tis good enough for me.
Copyright, 1S04. by Grant C. Ti-llkr.
116.
On the Cross of Calvary.
1. On the Cross ofCal-va-ry, Je - sus died for you and me ; There He
2. Oh, what wondrous,wondrous love,Bro't me down at Je-sus' feet ; Oh, such
3. Take me, Je - sus, I am Thine, Wholly Thine, for-ev-er-more ; Bless -ed
4. Clouds and darkness veil'd the skies, When the Lord was cru-ci-fied; "It is
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Why I Love Jesus.
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because, a - mid temp- ta - tion. He supports and strengthens me.
because in ev-'ry con - flict Je - sus gives me vie - to - ry.
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2 O that in me the sacred fire
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Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow.
3 O 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.
119. Blest be the Tie that Binds.
John Fawcett.
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Wm. J. Kirkpatrick, by per.
1. Je - sus. my Saviour, is all things to me. Oh, what a wonder - ful
2. Je - sus in sickness, and Je - sus in health. Je - sus in pov - a - :y.
3. He is my Ref-uge. my Roek. and my Tower. He is my Fortress, my
4. He is my Prophet, my Priest, and my King. He i- my Bread of Life,
5. Je-sus in sor-row. in joy. or in pain. Je - >u> my Treas-ure in
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Fountain and Spring; Bright Sun of Righteousne:--. Day-star is
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121.
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5 My steadfast soul, from falling free,
Shall then no longer move,
While Christ is all the world to me
And all my heart is love.
122. 0 Joyful Sound of Gospel Grace !
My hope is full, O glorious hope !
Of immortality.
With me, I know, I feel, Thou art ;
But this cannot suffice,
Unless Thou plantest in my heart
A constant paradise.
Come, O my God, thyself reveal,
Fill all this mighty void :
Thou only canst my spirit fill ;
Come. O my God, my God !
2 O that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow ;
Burn up the dross of base desire.
And make the mountains flow.
3 O that it now from heav'n might fall,
And all my sins consume ;
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call ;
Spirit of burning, come.
1 O joyful sound of gospel grace !
Christ shall in me appear ;
I, even I, shall see His face,
I shall be holy here.
2 The glorious crown of righteousness
To me reached out I view ;
Conqueror thro' Him, I soon shall seize
And wear it as my due.
3 The promised land, from Pisgah's top,
I now exult to see ;
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2. Do the tears flow down your cheeks un-bid - den ■ Tell it to Je - sua,
3. Do you fear the gath'ring clouds of sor - row? Tell it to Je - sus,
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Tell it to Je - sus ; For Christ's com - ing Kingdom are you sigh-ing?
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124. 'Tis so Sweet to Trust in Jesus.
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125
It Will Never Grow Old.
"And the city had no need of the sun : for the glory of God did lighten it." — Rev. 21 ! 23.
I. N. McHose. By per.
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2. That won-der-ful land has a cit - y of life, Ne'er darken'd -with
3. A man-sion of won-der - ful beau-ty is there, And Je - bus that
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I Love Him Far Better.
1. There's a dear place remembrance brings back to me, It's
2. And oft -when I'm tempt-ed to turn from the track, When I
3. It pays to serve Je - sus, I speak from my heart, He'll
4. There's a full- ness of bless-ing for all who be - lieve, And His
where I found pardon, it's heaven to me; There Je-sus spoke peace to my
think of my Saviour.my mind wanders back To the time when He suffered
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name now confessing, His Spir-it receive; For He sanctifies wholly and
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Coins: Jlome at Last.
Rev. W. Gossett.
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2. The road's been long and dreary, The toils came thick and fast; In body weak and
3. We now are near-ing heaven, And soon shall be at rest ; Our crowns will soon be
4. Oh. praise the Lord for-ev-er, Our sorrows all are past ; We'll part no more, no,
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wea-ry, We're go - ing home at last,
giv - en, We're go - ing home at last,
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129.
Reverently.
The Lord's Prayer.
1. Our Father which art in heaven hallowed | be thy | name, || Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done in | earth, as it j is in | heaven.
2. Give us this day our | daily | bread. [| And forgive us our trespasses, as we for-
give | them that | trespass a- 1 gainst us.
3. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver | us from | evil; || For thine is the
kingdom, and the power and the| glory for- 1 ever and | ever. || A-|men.
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I have heard my Saviour call-ing, I have heard my Sav-iour
'_'. Tho' He leads me thro' the val-ley, Tho' lie leads me thro' the
3. Tho' the path be dark and drear-y, Tho' the path be dark and
4. He will give me grace and glo - ry, He will give me grace and
5. O 'tis sweet to fol - low Je - sus, O 'tis sweet to fol - low
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Tho' the path be dark and dreary, I'll go with Him, with Him all
He will give me grace and glory. He will keep me, keep me all
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133.
He Leadeth Me.
J. H. GlLMORE.
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'2. Sometimes 'mid scenesof deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
3. Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine. Nor ev - er mur-mur nor re-pine.
4. And when my task on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, the victory's won,
Whate'er I do, where'er I be. Still 'tis God's hand that lead eth me.
By wa-ters still, o'er troubled sea, — Still 'tis His hand that lead-eth me !
Content, what-ev - er lot I see, Since 'tis my God that lead-eth me !
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee. Since God thro' Jordan lead-eth me!
He lead-eth me, He lead - eth me, By His own hand He lead-eth me:
His faith-ful follower I -would be. For by His hand lie h-ad-cth me.
134.
The Very Same Jesus.
L. H. Edmunds.
'This same Jesus."— Acts i : n. Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.
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135. Toll it Again.
Mrs. M. B. C. Slade. R. M. McIntosh.
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136. Leaning on the Everlasting Anns.
Rev. E. A. Hoffman.
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2. Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, Lean-ing on the ev - er-
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137. Onward, Christian Soldiers.
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The Best Friend is Jesus.
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141.
The Palace of the Kins:.
Psalm 45 : 10-
Dr. J. B. Herbert.
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She cometh to the King
In robes with needle wrought ;
The virgins that do follow her
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With gladness and with joy,
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The palace of the King. — Cho.
And in Thy father's stead.
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142.
At the Fountain.
Old Melody.
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I meet the ob-ject of my love, I'm on my journey home.
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Henry H. Hadley. John 17: 3.
1. I know but lit - tie of the plan That bro't Christ down to me;
2. I claimed His blood for my re - lease, The bur-den rolled a - way;
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The witness lives within ; To tell the story sweet.
To others I will quickly go, That Jesus saves from drink and sin,
Their precious souls to win. And makes my life complete.
4 No Greek or Hebrew can I speak, 6 I'll not grow cold while winning them,
Nor learned questions scan ; To give but helps my store ;
But when He speaks I know His voice: For every one I bring to Christ,
For Jesus talks with man. I love Him more and more.
Copyright, 1S92, by H. L. Gilmour.
145.
The Saint's Home.
Words bv David Denham.
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They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ;
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given,
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven. — Cho.
3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms !
The Saviour invites me — I'll go to His arms:
At the banquet of mercy I hear there is room ;
O ! there may I feast with His children at home. — Cho.
146. I've Started for Canaan.
1 I have started for Canaan, must I leave you behind ?
Will you not go up with me ? come, make up your mind :
The land lies before us, 'tis pleasant to view ;
Its fruits are abundant, they are offered for you.
Come, come, friends, friends, come,
I've started for Canaan, oh, will you not come?
2 What can tempt you to linger, or turn from the way ?
The fields sve all blooming, as blooming as May :
The music is charming, the harmony pure ;
The joys there are lasting, they ever endure. — Come, etc.
3 'Tis the last call of mercy, oh ! turn, lest you die !
Give your heart to the Saviour, to-day He is nigh :
While His arms are extended, while His children all pray,
Will you not join our number? come, join us to-day. — Come, etc.
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147. Nearer the Cross.
"The Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ." Gal. 6: 14.
Fanny J. CROSBY.
Mks. J. F. Knapp. By per.
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14S. Where is my Father To-night?
Carkie Merres.
1 Where has my father gone to-night?
Tlie father I love so well ;
He wanders away from home and friends;
My sorrow no words can tell.
Cho. — O where is my sire to night?
O where can my father he?
I love him yet, I cannot forget
My mother's last words to me.
2 Once we could say our home was bright.
As we knelt at his knee for prayer;
Copyright, 1S90.
Air. — "'Where is my Wandering B y?"
No face more kind, no heart more true —
None loved us with fonder care. — ('ho.
3 I stood and watched by her dying bed,
And softly she said to me,
"I feel that our prayers 'will yet be heard;
Your father reclaimed will be."— < no.
4 (to to my wandering sire to-night,
And tell him the words of love,
That I may hope we'll meet again
On earth, or with mother above. — Cho.
H. H. Hadley.
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We're on the Way!
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John Newton.
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1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole.
In a believer's ear ! And calms the troubled breast ;
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 'Tis manna to the hungry soul.
And drives away his fear. And to the wearv rest.
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Dear Lord, remember me.
3 I would Thy boundless love proclaim
With every fleeting breath ;
So shall the music of Thy name
Refresh mv soul in death.
152. My Jesus, I Love Thee.
London Hvmn Book.
A. T. Gordon.
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2. I love Thee,because Thou hast first lov - ed me, And purchased my
3. I ■will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death. And praise Thee as
4. In man-sions of glo - ry and end -less de-light, I'll ev - er a-
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T. Moore.
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Here bring yourwounded hearts, here t e 11 your anguish :Eart h has no sorrow thatHcav'n cannot heal.
2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure.
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure."
3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God. pure from above ;
Come to the feast of love ; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.
154.
Glory to His Name.
Rev. Elisha Hoffman.
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4 E'er since, by faith. I saw the stream
Thy flowing •wounds supply.
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5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
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Could my zeal no languor know,
These for sin could not atone :
Thou must save, and Thou alone:
In my hand no price I bring;
Simply to Thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath.
When my eyes shall close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold Thee on Thy throne,
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide mvself in Thee.
157.
Awake, My Soul.
A wake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ;See where thy foes a-gainst thee rise,
See where rebellious passions rage, And tierce desires and lusts en-gage ;
Thou treadest on enchanted ground ; Perils and snares be- set thee round ;
Theterror and the charm re-pel, The powers of earth, and powers of lull ;
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The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain.
Beware of all, guard every part — But most the traitor in thy heart.
The Man of Calvary triumphed here : Why should His faithful followers fear ?
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\ My God, my Father, while I stray -1 If but my fainting heart be blest
Far from my home, on life's rough way, With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,
Oh, teach me from my heart to say. My God. to thee I leave the rest ;
"Thy will be done, Thy will be done!" '-Thy will be done, Thy will be done!*
2 What though in lonely grief I sigh
For friends beloved no longer nigh ;
Submissive still would I reply,
"Thy will be done, Thy will be done !"
3 If Thou should'st call me to resign
What most I prize — it ne'er was mine.
I onlv yield thee what was Thine :
•Thy will be done, Thy will be done!"
.5 Renew my will from day to day ;
Blend it with Thine, and take away
Whate'er now makes it hard to say,
'•Thy will be done, Thy will be done!"
6 Then when on earth I breath no more,
The prayer oft mixed with tears before
I'll sing upon a happier shore :
•■ L'hy will be done, Thy will be done !"
159. Dear Lord, Amid the Throng.
I Dear Lord, amid the throng that pressed Like Thee, Thy blessed self, endure
Around Thee on the cursed tree,
Seine loyal, loving hearts were there.
Some pitying eyes that wept for Thee.
2 Like them may we rejoice to own
Our dying Lord, tho' crown'd with thorn;
The cross with all its cruel scorn.
3 Thy cross. Thy lonely path below,
Show what Thy brethren all should be;
Pilgrims on earth, disowned by those
Who see no beauty, Lord, in Thee.
160. Are You Washed in the Blood ?
Rev. E. A. Hoffman. Bv per.
1. Have you been to Je - sus for the cleans - ing pow'r? Are you
2. Are you walk - ing dai - ly by the Sav - iour's side? Are you
3. When the Bride- groom cometh will your robes be white, Pure and
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Gathering Home.
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2. Up to the city where falleth no night, — Gathering home! gathering home !
3. Up to the beautiful mansions above, — Gathering home! gathering home !
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I'll Live For Him.
C. R. Dunbar.
My life.my love I give to Thee.Thou Lamb of God, who died for me:
I now be - lieve Thou dost re-ceive.For Thou hast died that I might live;
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In this His glorious day :
"Ye that are men, now serve Him,"
Against unnumbered foes ;
Let courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.
3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus !
The strife will not be long ;
This day, the noise of battle,
The next, the victor's song :
To him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be ;
He with the king of glory
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1 The morning light is breaking ;
The darkness disappears !
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To penitential tears ;
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Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Zion's war.
2 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love.
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The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing —
A nation in a day.
Blest river of salvation !
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Flow thou to every nation,
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Triumphant reach their home:
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Proclaim — "The Lord is come!"
8. F. Smith.
From Greenland's icy mountains.
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Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand, —
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From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole ;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb, for sinners slain.
Redeemer, King, Creator,
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167.
Trust and Obey.
Rev. J. H. Sammis.
D. B. Towner.
1. When we walk with the Lord In the light of His word, What a glo-ry He
2. Not ashad-ow can rise, Not a cloud in the skies, But His smile quickly
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168.
This Just Suits Me.
Moderato
Words and Music by R. E. Hudson.
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INDEX TO HYMNS.
No.
All for sinners 104
A little talk 43
All taken away 88
And wilt Thou yet be found 107
Anywhere with Jesus 139
Are you washed in the blood 160
Arise, my soul, arise 97
A shout in the camp 4
At even ere the sun was set 86
At the cross 150
At the fountain 142
Awake, my soul 157
Bear the cross for Jesus 36 i
Behold the Bridegroom 26
Behold the man 82
Blessed assurance 170!
Blest be the tie that binds 119
Blow ye the trumpet, blow 97
Burst, ye emerald gates 3
Can a boy forget his mother i 114
Cheerful reapers 138^
Christ is all 87 I
Cleansing fountain 71
Consecration ••••.... 105
Come thou fount of every blessing. . 110
Come to the Saviour 40
Come, ye disconsolate 153
Dear Jesus, canst Thou help me.. . . 67
Dear Lord, amid the throng 159
Decide to-night 89
Diamonds in the rough .... 166
Down in the gilded saloon 94
Drifting away 57
Face the other way 130
Fill me now 56
Flash the toplights 12
Follow all the way 132
From every stormy wind that blows 63 J
From Greenland's icy mountains. . . 164
Gather them in 112
Gathering home 161
Give me a heart like thine 102
Give me Jesus 81
Glory to God! hallelujah 48
Glory to his name 154
God be with you 68
God's word 14
Going home at last 128
He is able to deliver thee
He is calling
He is just the same to-day
He leadeth me
He saves the drunkard too
Holy Spirit, faithful guide
How firm a foundation
How vain are all things here below.
I am bound for "the kingdom
I have tried the world
I know thou art praying for me ... .
I'll bear it. Lord, for Thee
I'll feed on husks no more
I'll live for Him
I love him far better
I love to tell the story
I'm believing and receiving
I'm going back to Jesus
I'm kneeling at the mercy-seat
In Canaan now
In evil long I took delight
Into his fold
I stood outside the gate
I stretch my hands to Thee
Is not this the land of Beulahr
I thirst. Thou wounded Lamb of (iod
It will never grow old
I've started for Canaan
I will shout His praise in glory
Jesus bids you come
Jesus for me
Jesus shall reign
Jesus, the light
Keep close to Jesus
Keep moving on the way
Lead me gently home. Father
Lead me, Saviour
Leaning on the everlasting arms. . . .
May I know Thy voice
Mercy is boundless and free
Move forward
My country ! 'tis of thee
My faith looks up to Thee
My God, my Father, while I stray..
My happy home
My Jesus, I love Thee.
My son, give Me thy heart
Nearer, mv God. to thee
No.
Ill
57J
55
133
113
85
7
113
103
162
92
100
64
163
127
23
99
93
118
66
109
11
60
65
30
86
125
146
41
35
120
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58
59
34
61
136
144
70
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158
19
152
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INDEX TO HYMNS.
Nearer the cross
Now I feel the sacred tire
O could I speak the matchless worth
O happy day
Oh, how I love Jesus
Oh, how sweet at Jesus' feet
Oh, such wonderful love
O joyful sound of gospel grace
On the cross of Calvary
Onward, Christian soldiers
O turn ye, O turn ye
Place a lamp in the window
Power in Jesus blood
Praise God from whom all blessings
Realms of beauty
Redeemed
Rejoice and be glad ,
Rejoice ! the lost is found ,
Rest and home
Revive us again
Rock of Ages
Roll on the gospel chariot
Safe within the vail
Saved to the uttermost
Shall I turn back
Since I have been redeemed
Sing the story
Sowing the tares ,
Standing on the promises
Stand up for Jesus
Step out on the promise
Sunshine in the soul
Sweetly resting
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.
Tell it again
Tell it to Jesus alone. —
The beautiful city of gold.
The best friend is Jesus. .
The Comforter has come. .
The child of a King
The cross
The general roll call . - —
No.
147
63
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151
18
126
122
116
137
106
72
17
86
108
33
27
53
91
28
156
84
51
171
69
77
96
54
131
164
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135
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140
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The glorious hope 74
The gospel feast 13
The great Physician 2
The half was never told 49
The happy pilgrim 29
The Jericho service 47
The Lord's prayer 129
The Lord will provide 39
The Master stood in His garden .... 143
The new "over there" 169
The old time religion 115
The palace of the King 141
The pilgrim company 24
The prodigal's return 42
The Rock that is higher than 1 46
The sinner's home 145
The song of jubilee 90
The stranger at the door 44
The very same Jesus 134
There is a fountain 155
There's a great day coming 95
This is the life line 52
This just suits me 168
Thus far the Lord hath led me on. . 6
Though your sins be as scarlet 73
Throw out the life line 52
'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus 124
Trust and obey 167
You had better make your peace. . . 83
Vain man, forbear 79 J
Wave the signal light 76
Welcome for me 25
We'll never say good by 101
We're on the way 149
We walk by faith 21
What shall "the harvest be ? 79
What's the news 80
Where is my father to-night 148
Where the living waters flow 8
Whiter than snow 78
Why I love Jesus 117
Wonderful love of Jesus 32
Wonderful story of love 37
THE WHITE AM) THE BLUE.
II. II. H.
Tune.— Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean.
1 Why should you delay any longer,
Turn about and reform while you can ;
Each day is the appetite stronger,
Each day you are less of a man.
The chain of the tyrant now sever.
The flames of destruction subdue,
To abstain from the wine-cup forever
Is the only salvation for you.
( 'nours.
To Christ and the loved ones be true.
He only can carry yon through ;
Make Jesus your helper forever.
And wear now the white and the blue.
2 And you who refuse to surrender
Indulgence in which you delight ;
O, guard your example! remember
The lives and the souls you may blight ;
One drop may arouse subtle passions
In those whom your actions may view,
For Christ's sake abstain altogether.
It may save both another and you.
CHRIST AM) THE UNION.
H. H. H.
Tune. — Ha rching through Georgia.
1 Bring to me the colors, boys.
I'll wear the white and blue:
The cup ot sin no more I'll touch,
To manh<>od I'll be true ;
Place the blue upon my breast,
The cross expose to view ;
Now I'm for Christ and the Union.
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Hurrah! hurrah! my soul it shall be
fiee.
Hurrah! hurrah! ccme sound the jubi-
lee.
Loudly swell the chorus, "No alcohol
for me,"
Now I'm for Christ and the Union.
2 The Christian men advancing, mean,
A battle for the Kin" ;
We'll wear the colors in His name,
His praises we will sin^ ;;
We plead with others not to drink.
While rescued ones we bring ;
Now we're for Christ and the Union.
THE CHRISTIAN MEN'S UNION.
MRS. HARRIET E. JONES.
Tune.— Battle Cry of Freedom.
1 We will search upon the mountain and
search throughout the plain,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus ;
We will bring the wand'rer back to the
righteous paths again,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
( 'uours.
Our Union forever, hurrah, then hurrah!
Onward we'll follow the Bethlehem star ;
Then rally round our flag, O, rally once
again,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
2 We will search among the byways and
through the city lanes.
Shouting the precious name of Jesus ;
We will find the poor lost victims and
break their galling chains,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
3 We love our wand'ring brothers, we
will try to do them good.
Shouting the precious name of Jesus ;
We will battle for the right as a Christian
soldier should,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
i There's mercy for the drunkard and
we will lead him in,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus ;
We will tell him of the fountain that
cleanseth from all sin,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
.") ( lut blessed "Christian Union" now
opens wide its doors.
Shouting the precious name of Jesus;
To usher in the wounded by dozens and
by scores,
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
6 And from our "Rescue Missions" up to
the plains of light —
Shouting the precious name of Jesus ;
The millions shall be gathered all clad in
robes of white,.
Shouting the precious name of Jesus.
Copyright, 1S94. by H. II. Hadley
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!\ s. HUYLER, President < 01.. H. !1. IIAI)L1',\. Vice- P res. ami Director.
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Temperance, Union ?
It is an un-denominatioi>il, un-polit-
kal Union of Chris'ti; a M 1 and
Women who abstain totally f' im all
spirituous and fermented beverages
~rom a Christian standpoi .t, and try
to save othefs.
WHAT MEANS THE BADGE?
Blue stands for Total-abstinence.
Tlie White Cross means "for Christ's. ;ake."
WHY I WEAR IT.
First, Because 1 am a Christian.
Second, Because 1 am a lotal-
abstainer, and am willing that all
I know it.
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Seven Reasons
wb 1 wear the
"C. n. T. U." Badge.
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im c ..risen us i lat I am ujuahti/
ir it being both .. Christian .md :■ To !<j
.ier.
II. Because it representsa platform uport*whicr]
all Christians can stand to battlt against an awful
III. Because many inquire, "Why do \o>\
that badge? " which opens a door for mt to pre-
sent both Mj nd my principles to the
inquin r
IV. Because any drinking person maj know
..m a Christian, and ready to render any
possible aid as such.
V. Because I believe that Christians who are
Total-abstainers should make known to others
where they stand.
VI. Because I believe that the " C M T. t
represents principles which ssfully
destroy the awful monster, strong dri:ik.
VII. Because I am anxious to infill n e others
to wear it.
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