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FROM   THE   LIBRARY   OF 
REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.   D.  D, 

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THE   LIBRARY   OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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A  COLLECTION  OF 


HYMNS  NEW  AND  OLD. 


EDITORS  : 

JNO.  R.  SMENEY  KND  MM.  J.  KIRKP7TTRICK. 


"There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing." 

— Ezeiciel  xxxir.  26. 


PHILADELPHIA  : 


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PREFACE. 


^>  NEW  collection  of  sacred  music  to  be  generally  acceptable  must 
±\  present  a  goodly  number  of  original  compositions.  Showers  of 
Blessing  has  over  one  hundred  such.  But  as  no  good  meeting  will 
confine  itself  to  the  use  of  new  music  neither  should  a  good  hymn 
book  omit  the  old  and  tried  friends.  An  adaquate  supply  of  the 
hymns  in  daily  use  may  be  found  at  end  of  book. 

Almost  without  exception  the  appropriate  music  accompanies  each 
hymn.  The  advantage  of  this  plan  will  be  appreciated  by  organists 
and  leaders. 

To  meet  the  wants  of  Sunday-schools  adopting  this  work  a  number 
of  pieces  for  Anniversary  and  Special  occasions  are  inserted. 

That  the  heavenly  Showers  of  Blessing  may  accompany  our  work  as 
it  goes  forth  to  its  field  of  usefulness  is  the  prayer  of 

The  Editors. 


COPYRIGHT  NOTICE  : 
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permission  has  been  obtained,  will  be  deemed  an  infringement  of  copyright,  persons  so 
transgressing  are  liable  to  prosecution. 


The  Publisher, 

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'And  I  will  cause  the  shower  to  come  down  in  his  season. 
Ezcliicl  xxxiv.  a6. 


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Here  in  thy  name  we  are  gathered,  Come  and  revive  us,    O     Lord ; 
O  that  the  showers   of  bless -ing   Now  on  our  souls  may  descend, 
There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing, — Promise  that  never  can    fail ; 
Showers  of  blessing, — we  need  them,  Showers  of  blessing  from  thee; 

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Thou  wilt  regard  our  pe  -  ti  -  tion ;  Sure  -  ly  our  faith  will  pre  -  vail. 
Showers  of  blessing, — oh,  grant  them ;  Thine  all  the  glory  shall  be. 


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or  sinful. 

Cometh  for  his  healing  touch  divine, 
For  the  cleansing  of  the  blood  so  precious, 

Prove  anew  this  gracious  line. 


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prayer;  [mansions, 

Coming   some    day    to    the    heavenly 

He  will  give  thee  welcome  there. 


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Speed  the  news  o'er  land  and  main, 
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darkness  o  -  ver-  sha  -  dow  the  skies  ;  "When  tempests  are  Wowing  and  the 
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dark    billows  roll ;  I'm  hid  -  ing    in    Je-  sus,  and  have  peace  in  my  soul. 

in  -   fi  -  nite  love,  And  work  till  he  calls  us    to  his  prais  -  es      a-  bove. 


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What  will  best  and  longest  please 
Follow  not  the  ways  of  others, 
But  trust  ourselves  to  Jesus. 
We  shall  ever  hear  him  say, 
As  he  goes  along  his  way, 


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As  more  and  more  he  knew  me ; 
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3.  When  the  wares  like  mountains  rise,When  the  clouds  o'erspread  the  skies,Still  I 

4.  Thine  for-ev  -  er, owned  and  blest,Sweetly  there  my  faith  I  rest;  Thine  for- 


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hear  thy  voice  di-  vine    Whis-per  soft  -  ly,      I    am  thine. 

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2.  Lone-  ly,  oh,  yes,  thou  art  lone-  ly,     Plodding  thy  desolate  way, 

3.  Troubled,  oh,  yes,  thou  art  'troubled ;  Comfort  has  flown  from  thy  breast ; 

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2.  Good  news !  good  news  that  another  heart  Has  learned  redemption's  story ;  Good 

3.  Good  news !  good  news  that  another  life  Will  show  the  power  of  Je  -  bus,  Will 

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2.  I  hare  a  Friend  so  faithful.  So  tender  and  so   true :  His  love  to  me  is 

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boundless,  His  power  is  boundless  too ;  He  nev  -  er  will  forsake  me,  This 
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precious  truth  I  know;  His  word  cannot  be  broken.  And  he  has  told  me  so. 
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2.  Nearer  to  Jesus, that  I  may  hear  Each  whispered  counsel, each  word  of  cheer, 

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2.  Jo  -  sus!  Oh,  what  thrills  of  hope  Lift    my  soul    to   no-ble   life! 

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Bless  -  ed    tal  -  is-man    of  love       With  me  through  all  earthly  strife. 
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5  Jesus!  when  I  say  farewell 
To  all  else  I  hold  most  dear, 
May  that  hallowed  name  of  names 
Fall  upon  my  listening  ear. 


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3.  I   redeemed  thee,  saith  the  Lord ;Lo!  the  mighty   work    is  done! 

4.  I  redeemed  thee,  saith  the  Lord ;  Come  and  worship  at    his  throne ; 


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Man  through  grace  shall  be  restored,  Trusting  Faith  believed  and  sung. 
Now   fulfiled     Je  -  hovah's  word     In      the  gift    of  Christ  his   Son. 
Come,    proclaim  with  one  ac  -  cord,    We    are  his    and    not  our    own. 

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2.  I  have  heard  his  in  -  vi  -  ta-tion,  Yet    I    would   not  seek  his   face; 

3.  Still   he  calls  me    by   his  Spir  -  it,  Bids  me    turn      to  him  and    live; 

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I  have  closed  my  heart  against  him,  And  re-fused    his   of- fered  grace. 

If    by  faith    I   now     receive  him,   Oh,  how  free   -   ly  he'll  for -give. 
Fold  thy  lov  -  ing  arms   around   me,  While  I  plunge    beneath  its  flood. 

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1.  I  came  to  the  fountain  that  cleanseth  from  sin, The  life-giving  fountain, where 

2.  He  saw  me  approaching  and  tender-  ly  said,  To  purchase  thy  ransom  my 

3.  I  flew  to  his  mer-cy,    O  joy-ful  surprise,  For  lo,  my  Redeem- er  had 

4.  And  now  in  his  presence  I  walk  with  delight,  And  feel  his  protection  by 

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blood   I  have  shed ;  And   if  thou  art  will-  ing  just  now  to    be-  lieve,  The 

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find  my  Redeemer  and  Saviour  was  there.  Wait  -    -   ing  for  me,  .... 
light  of  my  Spirit  thy  soul  shall  receive, 
faithfully  promised  for  Jesus    to  live. 

Jesus  my  Saviour  was  waiting  for  me.    Waiting  for  me,  waiting  for  me, 

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1.  Tliank  God  for  a  perfect  salvation,  That  makes  me  to-day  what  I  am, — 

2.  He  lifts  me  above  the  temptation?  That  once  conld  allure  me  to  sin, 

3.  I  live  in  the  constant  enjoyment  of  peace  that  no  language  can  tell, 

4.  Praise  God  for  a  perfect  salvation,     My  faith  is  unclouded  and  bright, 


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He  saves  me  from  all  my  transgressions,  and  cleanseth  my  spirit  within. 
Should  trials    in   fu  -  ture  a-  wait  me,  I  know  with  my  soul  'twill  be  well. 
My  hope  like  an  anchor    is    steadfast,  My  mansion  of  glory  in  sight. 

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Would  you  find    the  joya      a-bove?  Give  your  heart    to     Je   -  sus. 

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1.  See  the  host      of  redeemed  ones  ad- vane  -  ing,    Roll-ing  on     like    a 

2.  At  the  head    of   this   ar  -  my   vie  -  to  -  rious  There  is  One  who  can 

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Now  there's  par  -   don  at  the  fountain,  Precious  foun  -  tain,  full  and  free. 
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He    will  lead   you    by      the  hand,  Je  -  sus  waits  to  help  you. 

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3.  Wondrous  lova  !  dear  pilgrim,  listen  ;  Canst  thou  yet      resist     his   call? 
3.      O  how  bless  -  ed  shall  your  life  be,  Trusting  in    my  Saviour,  Friend  ; 


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Ti8  for  you       the  Saviour  calleth,  You  may  nes  -  tie  in      his  breast. 

Come  and  give     to  him  your  talents,  Give  your  heart,  your  life,  your  all. 

By  his  Spir    -   it  he  will  lead  you,  Angels  shall  your  wants  attend. 


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Come    .     .      and  trust  my  Saviour,       Give     .     .    your  life  to     him, 

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2.  Glonds  disperse;  the  sun  shines  brightly, Flow 'rs  along  my  palhway  spring, 
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3.  And  tho'  I  may  walk  thro'  the  shadow,No  e  -  vil  can  harm    me    there ; 

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Ho  carried  me  home  from  the  darkness  To  rest  in  his  own  dear  fold. 
His  rod  and  his  staff  are  my  com-fort,  He  maketh  my  soul  his  care. 
Tho  wonderful,  wonder -ful  Shepherd, Who  laid  down  his  life  for  me! 

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WjJ.  J.    KlRKPATRICK. 


1.  There's  nothing  like  the   old,  old    sto  -  ry,  Grace  is    free,  grace   is  free ! 

2.  There's  on-  ly  hope    in   trusting    Je  -  sus,  Grace  is    free,  grace   is   free! 

3.  From    age    to    age  the  theme  is   tell-  ing,  Grace  is    free,  grace  is  free ! 


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From  shore  to  shore  the  strains  are  swelling,  Grace  is    free,  grace   is 


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It  brought  them  thro*  the  flood  and  flame,  By  it  they  fought  and  overcame, 
Who  would  not  tell  the  sto  -  ry  sweet  Of  love  so  wondrous,  so  complete, 
And  when  that  time  shall  cease  to  be,  And  faith  is  crowned  with  victo  -  ry, 


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And  now  they  cry  thro'  his  dear  name,  Grace  is    free,    grace  is    free ! 

And   fall     in   rap-ture     at     his     feet,  Grace  is    free,    grace  is    free! 

Twill  sound  thro'  all  e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty,    Grace  is    free,    grace  is    free ! 


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-  /  I  have  found  the  Saviour  precious,  And     I    love  him  more  and  more; 

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I  I     am  read  -  y,     if     he  calls  me,    In    the    bat  -  tie  front   to  stand  ; 


have  found  the  Saviour  precious,  And    I     find  him  precious  still ; 
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I    will   bear  the  roy  -  al  standard,  And  ita    col-ors     I    will  show; 

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2.  Out     in  the  wide  world,  out  in   its  night,    Car  -  ry  the    Bi  -  ble,  the 

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2.  There's  a  prize  when  the  race  is    run :  If  you  strive  with  your  might  for  the 

3.  There's  a  crown  which  the  Lord  will  give:  If  redeemed  you  shall  stand  in  the 

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midst  of    the  land,  Where  the  souls  of   the  blest  shall  live,  There's  a 

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1.  Through  thy  all    -    a-  toning  mer-  i$,     In  thy  ho     -      ly  name  a-  lone, 

2.  Hear  the  prayers  that  now  are  rising    On  the  wings     of  faith  to  thee ; 

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2.  What  though  foes  at  ev'ry  step  I  meet?  Je-sus  is  my  light  and  song! 

3.  When    I  come  to  Jordan's  rolling  tide    Je-sus  is  my  light  and  song! 

4.  When  my  feet  shall  press  the  other  shore  Je-  sus  is  my  light  and  song ! 


Why  should  I  my  cross  a  burden  deem  ?  Je-  sus  is  my  light  and  song ! 
What  though  snares  are  ready  for  my  feet  ?  Je-  sus  is  my  light  and  song ! 
When  the  waves  like  mountains  override,  Je-sus  is  my  light  and  song! 
When  life's  pilgrimage  at  last    is     o'er,     Je-sus  is  my  light  and  song ! 


All  my  way  is  marked  by  love  divine ;  Round  my  cross  the  rays  of  glory  shine ; 
He  was  first  of  all  to  tread  the  way,  He  was  first  to   battle  in  the  fray ; 
Thro'the  flood  his  form  shall  still  be  near.Thro'  the  tide  his  voice  shall  sweetly  cheer; 
Thro'  e-  ternal  years  my  song  shall  be  Of  his  love  that  set  the  sinner  free, 


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I   shall  Jordan  breast  without  a  fear, —  Je-  sus  is  my  light  and 

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1.  E  -  ter  -  nal    Father,  thou  hast  said,  That  Christ  all  glory  shall  ob  -  tain ; 

2.  We  wait  thy  triumph,  Saviour  King;  Long  ag-es  have  prepared  thy  way; 

3.  Thy  hosts  are  mustered  to  the  field;"The  Cross!  the  Cross!"  the  battle-call; 
4.  On  mountain  tops  the  watch-fires  glow,  Where  scattered  wide  the  watchmen  stand; 

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That  he  who  once  a    suff-'rer    bled  Shall  o'er  the  world  a  conqu'ror  reign. 
Now  all  abroad  thy  ban-  ner    fling,  Set  time's  great  battle  in    ar  -  ray. 
The  old  grim  towers  of  darkness  yield,  And  soon  shall  totter  to  their  fall. 
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To  groaning  nations  haste  the  hour  Then  earth, the  might  of  hell  o'erthrown, 

Of  life  and  freedom,  light  and  peace.  I      Shall  keep  her  last  great  jubilee. 


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1.  Saviour.    I  have  heard  thee  pleading,  Passionate-  ly      in  -  ter-  ceding, 

2.  Thou  didst  stoop  in  thy  compassion  To  be  found  in      human  fashion, 

3.  Moved  by  love  di-  vine  and  tender,  Thou  didst  joyful  -  ly   sur-ren-der 
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And    en- dure  thy  nameless  pas-sion  All  for  me,  all 

Pal  -  ac  -  es      of    rest  and  splendor  All  for  me,  all 

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In  thy  name  I  come  be-liev-ing,  Of  thy  grace  with  joy 
Now  my  soul  to     life     a-wak-ing  Finds  her  highest  joy 


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'Neath  the  cross  I  see  thee  bending, 
To  the  place  of  skulls  ascending, 
None  attending,  none  befriending, 

All  for  me,  all  for  me ; 
Now  my  heart  with  thy  life  beating 
To  each  cross  shall  give  glad  greeting, 
While  my  lips  are  still  repeating 

All  for  thee,  all  for  thee. 

Copyright,  1888,  ky  Jno. 


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In  thy  Father's  glory  sharing, 
And  the  crown  of  ages  wearing. 
Thou  art  now  a  home  preparing 

All  for  me,  all  for  me ; 
With  the  souls  of  thy  befriending, 
Saved  from  sorrow  never-ending, 
Shall  my  song  be  heard  ascending 

All  for  thee,  all  for  thee. 


Fanxy  J.  Crosby. 


3  MUatuto  Krfttjje.  49 

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2.  I  have  found     a   lov-ing  Saviour    At  the   pre  -  rious  gate  of  prayer; 

3.  I  have  found  the  crimson  waters;  They  have  washed  away  my  sin; 

4.  In  the  cross     of  my    Redeem- er  Shall  my  glo   -    ry  ev  -  er      be, 


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How  he  looked  and  smiled  upon  me,  As     he    bade    me  welcome  there. 

I  have  found  the  ho  -  ly  rap-ture  Of     a      con -stant  peace  within. 

In  the  cross      of  mv  Redeem  -  er,  Where  he  shed    his  blood  for  me. 


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1.  The  Lord  in  his  word  has  commanded  That  faithful  I    ev  -  er  must  be ; 

2.  My  lamp  must  be  careful- ly  guarded,  That  Je-sus  its  lus-tre  may  see; 

3.  Perhaps  he  may  come  at  the  midnight,  Perhaps  at  the  dawniDg  of  day ; 

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For,  though  I  am  sure  of  his  com-  ing,   I  know  not  how  soon  it  will  be. 

But     I  must  be  read-y    to  meet  him, — His  summons  admits  no  delay. 

With-a  garment  his  love  has  provid  -  ed  For    all     at  the  marriage  to  wear. 


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1.  O,     why  dost  thou  linger  so  long    Out-  side     in  the  danger  and  cold  ? 

2.  The  light  streameth  out  from  the  door,  Behold     it  and  en-  ter  and  live! 

3.  Who  comes  to   the  fold  of  my  care  Shall  drink  from  the  fountain  of  joy, 

4.  Then  come  without  waiting  or  doubt,  Bring  all  of  your  burdens  to  me ; 

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Come  home  to  the  shel-  ter  and  warmth,  Come  home  to  the  joy  of  the  fold. 
The      ser-  vice  of  love    is  most  sweet;  And  life    ev-  erlast-  ing  I    give. 
And  works  of  de  -  vo-  tion  and  love  His  heart  and  his  hands  shall  employ. 
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Barnes 


Wm   J.  Kirkpatrick. 


Sorrow     here        is  not  a  stranger.  Care  ap  -  pears  with  ev'ry  da}r ; 
And  I     meet  with  sin  and  danger  As     I    walk  the  pilgrim's  way. 
2  (  Storms  in  life      are  oft  prevailing,  And  the  sha  -    dows  often   fall ; 
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Saviour,    be  a  Rock  to  hide  me,  And  to    me        thy  grace  bestow ; 


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By  the  Word  that  is  divine; 
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Faith  is  in  this  song  of  mine. 
Saviour,  help  me  tell  thy  story, 

Thus  the  precious  seed  to  sow; 
|:  Saviour,  help  me  sing  thy  glory, 

While  a  pilgrim  here  below.  :|| 


Oopynckt,  1888,  by  Wm.  J. 


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He  calls  by  his  providence,  too,  dear 

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Though  your  spirit  may  sigh, 

Let  your  fond  heart  reply, 
Dear  Lord,  I'll  return  to  thy  fold. 
The  Master  is  calling  you  all.  dear 
The  Master  is  calling  us,  too ;  [friends, 

We  have  wandered  away, 

Let  us  come  back  to-day, 
Come  back  to  the  good  and  the  true. 


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2.  His  Spir-  it  gives  sweet  peace  within,   And  bids  all   care  de  - 

3.  And  whatso  -  ev    -  er       I      may  ask,   To  glo  -  ri  -  fy      his 

4.  Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  my  soul,  rejoice,   Give  thanks  unto      thy 


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He  fills    my  soul  with  righteousness,  And  pu  -  ri  -  fies    the  heart. 

The   Fa  -  ther  free  -  ly      gives  to   me,  Since  Christ  the  Saviour  came. 

"Who  took  thee  in      thy    sin  -  fulness,  And  cleansed  thee  by  his  blood  ! 

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2.  Go  where  all  is   dark  to-day  Gospel  light  to  shed,     And    to  all  that 

3.  Take  and  bear  the  gospel   hope   Over  land  and  wave,     Tell  the  glo  -  ry 

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of  his  name,That  a  -  lone  can  save ;    Sow  and  reap  with  ready    hand, 


As  you  pass  a  -  long,     And  amid  your  gospel  work  Lift  a  prayer  and  song. 
And  'tis  sweetly  told,   Bring  the  erring  and  the  lost  To  the  Master's  fold. 
Work  in  faith  and  love,    Gather  in  the  many  sheaves  For  the  Lord  above. 


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Do  you  think  he  is  ever  discouraged,While  bringing  his  "little  flock"  home? 
Oh,  I  know  that  my  dear  Saviour  loves  me,  Because  he  has  wakened  my  love, 

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So    I  know  he  will  never    forsake  me, — His  will  is  to  bring  me  above. 


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3.  The  towering  hills  are  drawing  near,  O  glo  -  ry,  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah  ! 

4.  Farewell,  farewell   to   ev  -  'ry  care,    O  glo  -  ry,  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah  ! 
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He  lulls  my  troubled  thoughts  to  rest,  O  glo  -  ry,  hal  -  le  -  lu   -  jah  ! 

The  dis  -  tant  sounds  of  joy   I    hear,   O     glo  -  ry,  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah  ! 

My  home,  my  home,  I'll  soon  be  there!  O  glo  -  ry,  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah ! 


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2.  "We  sing  of  the  harps  that  are  swelling  The  praise  of  our  Saviour  above, 

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And  numberless  millions  in  cho  -  rus  Re-  peating  his  wonderful  love ; 
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But  oh,  if  one  chord  of  their  mu-  sic  Could  burst  on  us  here  as  we  roam, 
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Our  souls  in  the  fulness  of  rapture  Would  long  for  the  glory  of  home. 
Well  shout u  hallelu  -  j  ah   to    Je-  sus,"  Who  brought  us  so  tenderly  there. 


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clouds  that  hung  darkly  around  us  Are  breaking  for-ev  -  er    a  -  way. 


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Edw.  A.  Barnes 


Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


1.  Let  the  path  be  bright,  with  sunny  skies,  Let  joy  fade  not  a  -  way, 

2.  Let  the  earth  bestow  its  wealth  and  pride,  Let  fame  its  laurels  bring, 

3.  Let  the  sweetest  hopes  be  giv  -  en  here,  Let  all    be  one  bright  day, 

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Let  the  dear-  est  wish  be  grat  -  i  -  fied,  And  yet,  how  sweet  to  say, 
Let  the  heart  be  glad  and  full    of  cheer,  And  yet,  how  sweet  to  6ay, 


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60       ©fcfnft  of  tf)t  Wovk  to  oe  ©one. 


Emma  M.  Johnston. 


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2.  Oh, think  of  the  work  to  be   done  From  dawn  to  the  setting  of  sun; 

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Can  we  loiter  and  stand  while  over  theJaud  We  know  there  is  work  to  be  done? 
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2.  What-  so-  ev  -  er  plea  thou  bringest  in  his  name,  Oh,  the  precious  promise, 

3.  What-  so- ev  -  er  work  thv  hand  may  find  to  do    For  our  loving  Mas-  ter, 

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service  good  and  true,     Faithful  be  and  earnest ;    "do  it  with  thy  might," 
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Pray,  the  Father  hears  thee,  and  will  answer  still. 
Work  while  sunshine  lingers,  soon  will  come  the  night. 
Surely  he  will  make  us  a-  ble    to      o  -  bey. 


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Sail  -  ing,   sail  -  ing,   to    find    a  happier  shore,  A  pathway  bright  shines 

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3.  We'll  stand  like  heroes  on  the  field,  Battling  for  the   Lord  !   And  no  -  bly 


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word  our  strength  and  might,  Battling  for  the  Lord ! 
fight,  but  never  yield,  Battling  forthe  Lord ! 


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Battling  for  the  Lord ! 

5  And  when  our  glorious  war  is  o'er, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 

We'll  shout  salvation  evermore, 

Battling  for  the  Lord ! 


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3.  True-hearted !  Saviour,  thou  knowest  our  story ;  Weak  are  the  hearts  that  we 

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Free  -  ly   and  joy  -  ous-  ly  now  would  we  bring.  Peal  out  the  watchword, 
Heal  them,  and  cleanse  them  from  sin  and  deceit. 

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2.  That  this  may  be  our  hap-  py   lot,        Let      us      be    on   our  guard, 

3.  The   fool  -  ish  ones,  with  lamps  gone  out,  Too  late  their  oil  would  buy, 

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he'll  say, "I  know  you  not,"  When  once  the  door  is  barred. 
at  midnight  comes  the  shout,  Behold  !  the  Bridegroom's  nigh. 

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At  morning  or  at  night,  [cry, 

May  all  our  hopes  on  Christ  rely, 
And  all  our  lamps  be  bright. 


5  And  when  we  join  the  blood-washed 
And  sing  the  song  divine,      [throng, 

Thisstrain  shall  burst  from  every  tongue, 
The  glory,  Lord,  be  thine. 


Copyright  In  "Oo*!ly  Pe»rl»,"  by  Jem*  3.  Hooo. 


66 


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2.  Jesus  is  ray  dearest  friend,  and  he  walks  with  me  As    I  journey  in  the 

3.  Jesus  is  the  sinner's  friend,  and  he  died  for  me,  And  redeemed  me  by  his 

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Onward,  gainst  the  hosts  of     e-  vil,  They  are  marching  val-  iant  -  ly ! 
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Now   I  hear  the  shonts  of  triumph  Mingled  with  the  trumpet's  sound ! 
They  will  ne'er  give  up   the  struggle,  Till  the  vie-  to  -  ry    is      won ! 

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They  will  take  the  world  for  Jesus, — They  are  grandly  marching  on! 

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(  Will  you  go    to     Je  -  sus  now,  dear  friend  ?  He  is  calling  you  to-day ;    > 

(  Will  you  seek  the  bright  and  better  land,  By"  the  true  and  living  way  ?  > 

2  i  Would  you  know  the  Saviour's  boundless  love,  And  his  mercy  rich  and  free  ?  ) 

*  Will  you  seek  the  saving,  cleansing  blood,  That  was  shed  for  you  and  me.  J 

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And  your  loving  service  freely  yield. 
To  the  King  upon  his  throne. 


Choosing  only  his  renown,      [leads. 
Will  you  daily  bear  the  cross  for  him, 
Till  he  bids  you  wear  the  crown  ? 


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3.  Of  those  I  love  I  need  the  prayers, "Whene'er  God's  throne  addressing;  Twill 

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bend-  ed  knee  ....     remember  me ;   ...     Of  those  I  leve   .      .      .    the 

On  bended  knee  remember  me ;  Of  those  I  love  the 

love  me  yet oh,  ne'er  forget,  ...     Of  those  I  love  ...       I 

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prayers  I  need :     .     .     .       On  bended  knee  .     .      .      remember  me .     . 

prayers  I  need,  the  prayers  I  need  :  On  bended  knee  remember  me  ; 

need  the  prayers :     .     .     Who  love  me  vet. .     .      .      oh,  ne'er  forget,  .      .    . 

need  the  prayers,  I  need  the  prayers  :  Who  love  me  yet,  oh,  ne'er  forget, 

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Of  those     I    love       the    prayers      I    need,  the  prayers  I     need. 

Of  those      I     love I   need  the  prayers 

Of  those     I     love         I       need       the  prayers,  I   need     the  prayers. 

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2.  I'm  with  thee  every  hour,  I       am  the  living  bread ;  If  thou  hut  test  its 

3.  I'm  with  thee  every  hour,  I  living  waters  give ;  Flee  then,  to  faith's  strong 

4.  I'm  with  thee  every  hour,  My  flesh  is  meat  indeed ;  My  blood's  all  cleansing 

5.  I'm  with  thee  every  hour,  Thou  weary,  laden,  come!  A  mansion     is  thy 


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tower,  Stoop,  thou,  and  drink  and  live, 
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2.  Come,  ye  sad  and  heav-y  -  lad  -  en,  With  the  weight  of  sin  oppressed, 

3.  Leave  your  doubts  and  fears  behind  you,  Whoso- ev  -  er  will  may  come; 

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Leave  the  darkness  and  the  dang-er,  Christ  will  guide  you  safely  home. 

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In  the  Palace  of  the  King, 

"  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father," 
Sweetly  shall  the  joy  bells  ring. 


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E.  A.  Barnes. 


Jno.  R.  Swhney. 


1.  The  prom-  is  -  es    of    Jesus,  So  precious  and  so  sweet,  And  all  may  know  the 

2.  The  way   is  oft  -  en  rugged,  The  future  dark  and  drear,  While  at  my  feet  I 

3.  I'm     try-  ing    to    be  faithful,  To  follow  in  the  way,  To  serve  him  well  where 

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Comforter  holy,  Spirit  of  guidance,  Welcome  him  truly,  let  praises  ascend. 
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2.  Rejoice!  rejoice!  theChristhascorae,Thc!Saviourof  maukiRd.Toseektheloston.  s 

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In  this  sure  trust  I       anchor  fast,  And  find  a  blessed  safe  re  -  treat. 
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3.  Yes,    I'm  rest  -  ing,   sweetly  rest  -  ing,  Since  I  knew  'twas  better     so, 

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And    I  found  'twas  love  re  -  questing  Me  at  once    to    just  let     go  ; 

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Would  you  cease  a  slave  to  be  ? 

Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  you. 
He  is  every  captive's  friend  ; 
If  on  him  you  now  depend, 
His  right  arm  will  you  defend, 

Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  vou. 


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Would  you  gain  yon  heavenly  shore? 

Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  you ; 
Would  you  join  those  gone  before? 

Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  you. 
He  that  lives  who  once  was  dead 
Bore  the  cross ;  for  you  he  bled  ; 
He  can  soothe  your  dying  bed, 

Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  you. 


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weakness,  but  strength  is  imparted,  And  gladly  he's  welcomed  by  Father  at  home, 
stretched  to  rescue  the  needy,  And  bring  you  to  mansions  he's  promised  above. 

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2.  How  blessed  as  children  and  heirs   T<>  enter  that  mansion  shore,  Where  the 

3.  Ami  whether  we  bear  to  that  land  Heart  sorrows  or  memories  fend,  Shall  tin  ir 

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sing  the  new  song  Of  the  angelic  throng  When  we  meet  in  the  city  be  -  yond. 
souls  of  the  blest  Are  forev  -  er  at  rest,  In  the    bosom  of   in-  fi-nite     love  ! 
purpose  be  seen,  With  no  shadow  between,When  we  meet  in  the  city  be  -  yond  ; 
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When  the  ransom'd  of  earth, Having  pass'd  thro'the  gate,Shall  meet  in  the  city  above. 
When  the  children  of  grace,Having  pass'd  thro'the  gate.Shall  meet  in  the  city  beyond. 
For  the  numberless  host  That  shall  sweep  thro'the  gate  That  leads  to  the  city  beyond. 


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And  the  loving,  gen  -  tie  Spir  -  it  Bears  them  to  our  home  of  love, 
gen  -  tie    Spir  -  it    Leads  us  to      the  shining  shore. 


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cornea  whose  right  it      is       to     reign!" 
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by  the  side  of  Je  -   sus,       Led  by  his  hand     so  dear, 

by  the  side  of  Je  -  sus,  Child   of   his  grace     so  free ; 

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Heir     to     a    full      sal  -  va  -  tion, — What  has  my  soul      to      fear  ? 
Learn- ing,  and  still      re- peat-  ing,        All     he  has  done    for       me. 
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hap-py,  happy  gate  of  love;  Jc  -  sus  is  call-ing, — let     us     a-dore  him, 

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Haste  away,  no  more  delay;  Come.O  come,  the  Saviour  calls  to-day! 
Hear  him  say,  oh,  why  de-  lay?  Come,  O  come,  the  Saviour  calls  to-day  ! 
Haste  a  -  wav,  no  long-  er  stay,  Come,  O  come,  the  Saviour  calls  to-dav  ! 

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1.  Awake,  a  -  wake,     O  heart  of  mine,    Sing  praise    to  God  a  -  bove ; 

2.  Redeemed  by  him,  my  Lord  and  King,  Who  saves  me  day  by    day ; 

3.  0  love,  unchang  -  iug  and  sublime !      Not       all     the  hosts  above 


Take  up  the  song  of  end-  less  years,  And  shout  redeem-  ing  love ; 
My  life  and  all  its  ransomed  powers  Could  ne'er  his  love  re-  pay ; 
Can  reach  the  height  or  sound  the  depth  Of  God's      e  -  ter-  nal  love ; 

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And  yet  his  mer  -  cy  condescends  My  hum  -  ble  gift  to  own, 
This  wondrous  love    enfolds  the  world,  It  fills         the  realms  above  : 


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And  thro'  the  rich  -  es   of   his  grace,     He  brings  me  near    his  throne. 
*Tis  boundless  as         eter  -    ni-  ty,        'Tis  God,  and  God      is     love. 


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2.  Whom  am  I  seeking  of  those  whom  I  love   Trying  to  lead  them  to  Jesus  above ; 

3.  Jesus  the  Shepherd  is  seeking  his  own ;  Shall  lie  go  after  the  lost  sheep  alone  ? 
•4.  Sweet  is  the  voice  of  his  love  in  my  soul,Sweet  is  the  power  of  hisgrace  to  control ; 


How  am  I  working  as  time  glides  away?  Whom  am  I  seeking  for  Jesus  to-day? 
Watching  and  praying, wherev-er  I  may,  Whom  am  I  seeking  for  Jesus  to-day? 
Oh,  in  his  work  to  be  near  him  alway ;  Whom  nm  I  seeking  for  Jesus  to-day? 
Seeking  for  others  like  blessings  to  share,  Whom  am  I  bringing  to  Jesusin  prayer? 

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Hap  -  py  for  -ev  -  er  we  soon  shall  roam    O-  ver  thy  bright  blooming  hills ; 
Val  -  lev  of    E-den,  we  dream  of  thee,  Dream  of  thy  beauti-  ful  bowers. 


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Thine  are  the  beauties  that  never  decay,  Thine  is  a  light  of  a  shadowless  day; 
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1.  From  ev  -  'ry  storm-  y  wind  that  blows,  From  ev'ry  swelling  tide  of  woes, 

2.  There  is       a  place  where  Jesus  sheds  The  oil   of  gladness  on    our  heads; 

3.  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 

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Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet  Around  one  common  mer  -  cy-seat. 


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4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  guff'ring  saints  no  mercy -seat 


5  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molestno  more ;  [greet, 
And   heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy  seat. 


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2.  I        sit  at  the  feet  of  Je  -  sus:  Was  ev    -    er    a     joy  like  mine? 

3.  I        sit  at  the  feet  of  Je  -  sus,  In      per  -  feet  and  calm  repose ; 

4.  Come,  sit  at  the  feet  of  Je  -  sus,  Ye      wea  -  ry  and  toil-opressed ; 


His      ban  -  ner  of  love  is  o'er    me,  And    hap  -  py  indeed    am      I. 

I        list      to  the  words  of  comfort  That   fall  from  his  lips  di-  vine. 
He  crowneth  my  head  with  blessings.  With  rapture  my  heart  o'erflows. 
Come,  learn     of  the  meek  and  lowly,  Who  giv  -  eth  his  children  rest, 
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Casting      all    your  care    on  Je  -  sus,  In    his  arms     you  safe-  ly    rest. 
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trje,  the  promise  true,  careth  for  you. 


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We  have  been  try  -  ing  to  watch  un  -  to  prayer,  Try-  ing  the  burdens  of 
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oth  -  ers  to      bear ;  Grant  us   thy  wisdom,  thy  grace  from    a  -  bove ; 
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2.  They  tell  me  that  many      a  pen  -  itent  sinner  Has  come  to  his  arms  and  a 

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1.  The  Master  is  calling  for  some  one  to-day  To  work  in  his  broad  harvest-field, 

2.  The  Master  is  calling  for  some  one  to-day  To  stand  in  his  ranks  brave  and  true, 

3.  The  Master  is  calling  for  some  one  to-day  To  go  with  his  message  of  love, 

4.  The  Master  is  asking  of  some  one  to-day  The  treasure  which  time  cannot  dim, 


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To  save  for  his  garner  the  ripening  grain,  Asks  some  one  glad  service  to  yield. 
To  march  to  the  conflict  against  mighty  foes,  And  willing  allegiance  re  -  new. 
To  gire  to  the  wand'rer  the  rescuing  hand,  To  lead  to  the  Saviour  a  -  bove. 
For  love's  consecration  of  all  its  good  gifts,  All   riches  and  glory  for     him. 

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John  xiv  6.  2. 1  am  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life,    I  am  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life  ; 
Mark  x.  21.  3.  Take  up  the  cross,  and  follow  me,  Take  up  the  cross,  and  follow  me ; 
Matt.  vii.  7.  4.  Ask  and  it  shall  be  given     you,  Ask  and  it  shall  be     given    you  ; 


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I     am  the  way,   the  truth,  the  life,         lam  thelightof  the  world.johnviii.12. 
Take  up  the  cross,  and  fol  -  low  me,  And  thou  shalt  have  treasure  in  heaven. 
Ask  and  it  shall     be    giv  -  en   you,  Seek      and    ye      shall    find. 


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6  He  that  believeth  |  on  the  Son,  :|| 
Hath  everlasting  |  life. 

Is.  xlv.  22. 

6  Look  unto  me,  and  |  be  ye  saved,  :|| 
All  the  ends  of  the  |  earth. 

Matt.  v.  8. 

7  Blessed  are  the  |  pure  in  heart,  :|| 
For  I  they  shall  see  |  God. 

Matt  v.  12. 

8  Re-  I  joiceand  be  ex-  |  ceeding  glad,  :[| 
For  J  great  is  your  reward  in  |  heaven. 

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9  I  I  will  not  leave  you  |  comfortless,  || 
I  will  come  unto  |  you. 

John  vii.  37. 

10  If  I  any  man  thirst  let  him  |  come  unto 
And  drink  of  the  water  of  |  life.  [me,:|| 

Mark.  x.  14. 

11  Suffer  little  children  to  |  come  unto 

me,  :||  [heaven. 

For   of  I  such    is  the  kingdom   of  | 

John  xiv.  2. 

12  I  I  go  to  prepare  a  |  place  for  you,  || 
In  my  Fathers'  house. 

WM.  J.  KlMMTMCZ. 


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1.  A-  bid-ing,  oh,   so  wondrous  sweet!  I'm  resting  at    the  Saviour's  feet; 

2.  He  speaks,  and  by  his  word  is  given  His  peace, a  rich  foretaste  of  heaven ! 

3.  I  live;  not  I;  thro'  him    alone  By  whom  the  mighty  work  is  done: — 

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Dead  to    myself,      a -live    to  him,   I  count  all  loss  his   rest    to  gain. 
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l.Wo  are  inarching  onward  to  the  heavenly  land.To  meet  each  other  in  the  morning; 
VJ.  We  are  trav'ling  onward  from  a  world  of  care,To meet  each  other  in  the  morning; 
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Weare  pressing  forward  to  the  golden  strand,Where  joy  will  crown  us  in  the  morning. 
Oh,  the  time  is  coming,  we  shall  soon  be  there, And  joy  will  crown  us  in  the  morning. 
Where  our  friends  are  waiting,at  the  gate  of  life,  And  joy  will  crown  us  in  the,  etc., 


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120 

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1.  You're  longing  to  work  for  the  Master,  Yet  waiting  for  something  to  do  ; 
Q.      Go  rescue  that  wandering  brother  Who  sinks  'neath  his  burden  of  woe, 

3.  Go  sing  happy  songs  of  rejoicing  With  those  who  no  sorrows  have  known ; 

4.  O  never,my  brother.stand  waiting,  Be  willing  to  do  what  you  can  ; 


You    fancy  the  future  is    holding  Some  wonderful  mission  for    you ; 


A  single  kind  action  may  save  him,    If  love  and  compassion  you  show  ;     ■ 

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Don't  shrink  from  the  vilest  about  you,  If  you  can  but  lead  them  from  sin ; 
From  pitfalls  and  snares  of  the  tempter  Go  rescue  the  thoughtless  and  wild : 
Be  earning  your  stars  of  rejoic  -  ing  While  earth-life  is  passing  a  -  way  ; 


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For  this  is  the  grandest  of  missions, —  Lost  souls  for  the  Master  to  win. 
Go  win  from  pale  lips  a  'God  bless  you,'  Go  brighten  the  life  of  a  child. 
Win  some  one  to  meet  you  in  glo  -  ry, —  Do  something  for  Jesus  to  -  day. 


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Come  to  Jesus,  Don't  stay  away,  my  friend ;  Come  to  Jesus,  Dont  stay  away. 


2  Rest  beneath  the  hallowed  cross, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there  ; 

Saving  mercy  gained  for  loss, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there. 

3  Come  and  join  his  faithful  band, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there; 

Take  his  mighty,  helping  hand, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there. 


4  At  the  blessed  mercy  seat, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there ; 

Come  with  this  assurance  sweet, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there. 

5  You'll  find  rest  in  heaven  at  last, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there ; 

And  be  happy  with  the  blest, 

Jesus  will  meet  you  there. 


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Wm.  J.   KlRKPATRICK. 


1.  Up  to  thy  throne,  O  Father  a  -  bove,  We      lift  our  glad  voices  in  praise ; 

2.  Over  our  pathway,  gracious  and  clear,  The  light  of  thy  blessing  has  shone ; 

3.  All  has  been  love,  whatever  its  guise,  That    led    us  thy  goodness  to  see ; 

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Now  we  may  know,  by  living  made  wise,  The  grace  that  abideth  in  thee. 
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1.  Joyful  -ly     *ing,  .     .     .     .    let  us  joy- ful- ly     sing 

2.  Joyful -ly     sing,.     .     .     .    let  us  joy- ful- ly  sing 

i.  Joy-ful-ly  sing,  let  us  joy  -  ful  -  ly,  joy  -  ful  -  ly  ting 

a.  Joy-ful-ly  sing,  let    ^_     us  joy  -  ful  -  ly,  joy  -  ful  -  ly    sing 


Praise  to  the  Lord,     ....     our  Redeem-er  and    King ;     .     .     .     . 
Glo-ry  to    him, our  Redeem-er  and    King;     .     .    .     . 

Praise  to    the  Lord,  our     Redeem  -  er    and  King,  Redeem-er   and 
Glo-ry     to   him.  our     Redeem  -  er    and   King,  Redeem-er   and 


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Light  of  the  soul  and  its  Mak-er      is      he,    its  Maker    is    he. 
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Mrs.  R.  N.  Turner. 


Wk.  J.   KlRKPATRICX. 


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1.  Wand'rer,  come  to  the  on  -  ly    ref -  uge  Heaven  or  earth  can  give  to  thee ; 

2.  Cast  thy-  self    at  the  feet  of     Je  -  sus.  Weak  and  helpless  tho'  thou  art ; 

3.  Dost  thou  long  for  the  bliss  of  par-don?  Is    thy  bur-den  hard  to  bear? 

4.  Take  the  yoke  of  the  meek  and  lowly,  Make  him  now  thy  welcome  guest; 


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Look   to  him  who  a- lone  can  save  thee;  He  will  hear  and  grant  thy  prayer. 
Thou  art  wea  -  ry  and  heav-  y  -  lad  -  en, — Come  to  him  and  find  thy  rest. 

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Showers  of  Blessing-\ 


5  We  are  waiting  till  his  message 
Bids  us  come,  bids  us  come ; 
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Going  home,  going  home. 


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3.  Up  and  onward,   be    not  wea-  ry,    Do  not  lay  thy  armor  down ; 

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Thou  must  fight  the  bat- tie  brave- ly,    Ere  thy  soul  can  wear  a  crown. 
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3.  Peace  he  leaves,  his  peace  he  gives  thee,  He  who  said,     be   not    a  -  fraid  ; 

4.  Lift  thine  eyes,  there's  light  before  thee !  Haste  to  catch  its  ear  -  ly     rays  ; 

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Bids  thee  now  ful  -  fil  thy  mission,  In  his  *obe  of  strength  arrayed. 
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3.  Go      on,  go    on,  and  trust   in  him  Whose  eye  is  beaming     o'er      uh, 

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My  soul  shall  tread  the  fields  of  light,  Not  now,   but    by  and  by. 


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2.  I  have  a  home  in  glory,Where  tears  are  wiped  away,  And  joy,  a  constant 

3.  Beyond  the  vale  and  shadow,  Beyond  the  swelling  flood,  I  have  a  robe  in 

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riv  -  er,  Flows  on  thro'  endless  day. 
glo  -  ry,  made  white  in  Jesus'  blood, 
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E.  I.  D.  Pepper. 


Abbih  Mills. 


Isaiah  xxxv.  i,  i. 


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1.  Where  deserts  abundant -ly  bloom,     And  souls  full  of  mu-sic  are  found, 

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3.  Redeemed  ones  with  garments  made  clean,  In  blood  that  was  shed  for  the  lost, 

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Walk  there  with  a  comfort  unknown  Before  they  the  threshhold  had  crossed; 
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thou  knowest  not  a  care. 

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seems  long  and  drear. 

When  the  sky  is  dark  and  gloomy,  And  thy  strength  is  failing  fast ; 

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be  with  thee,  God  be  with  thee,  Maybe  keep  thy  heart  from  fear, 
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3.  Thouhast  vainlysought  forrest, — Come,wand'rer,come;  To  the  Friend  that 

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3.  And  now    if     a  -  ny    one  should  say „  What's  the  news?  O   tell  him 

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you've  be -gun    to  pray,  That's  the  news!  That  you    dave  joined    the 

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Let  the  heal-  ing  streams  abound  ;  Make  and  keep  me  pure  with-  in. 


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Cov-er    my  defenceless  head   With  the  sha     -     dow  of  thy  wing! 

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I     will  not  keep  from  him  any    port,     For   he      is  worthy  of     all. 
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1.  Blessed  M  -  puranee,       Jesus      is      mine !  Oh,  what  a      foretaste    of 
3,  Perfect    sul>-mis-si()ii,     perfect    fie  -  light,   Visions    of    rap   -    ture 
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Mine  are  thine  and  thine  are  mine." 
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Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hid*. 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died. 

For  man,  the  creature,'s  sin. 
Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

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Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

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The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 

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He  has  been  there  oft  before, 

Let  him  in; 
Let  him  in  ere  he  is  gone, 
Let  him  in,  the  Holy  One, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  Father's  Son, 

Let  him  in. 

2  Open  now  to  him  your  heart, 

Let  him  in, 
If  you  wait  he  will  depart, 

Let  him  in ; 
Let  him  in,  he  is  your  Friend, 
He  your  soul  will  sure  defend, 
He  will  keep  you  to  the  end, 

Let  him  in. 


3  Hear  you  now  his  loving  voice  ? 

Let  him  in. 
Now,  oh ,  now  make  him  your  choice, 

Let  him  in, 
He  is  standing  at  the  door, 
Joy  to  you  he  will  restore, 
And  his  name  you  will  adore, 

Let  him  in. 

4  Now  admit  the  heavenly  Guest, 

Let  him  in, 
He  will  make  for  you  a  feast, 

Let  him  in, 
He  will  speak  your  sins  forgiven, 
And  when  earth  ties  all  are  riven, 
He  will  take  you  home  to  heaven, 

Let  him  in. 


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To  utter  all  thy  praise. 


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3  Dear  name!  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding-place; 
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My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring ! 

5  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 

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So  shall  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  mv  soul  in  death. 


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Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 

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

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own, 

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For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wandering  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home! 
Traveler,  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 


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1  The  Lord's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want : 

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The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  he  doth  restore  again, 

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Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
E'en  for  his  own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though    I   walk    through   death's 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill,  [dark  vale, 

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A  table  thou  hast  furnished  me 

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My  head  thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 

And  my  cup  overflows. 
Goodness  and  mercy  all  my  life 

Shall  surely  follow  me, 
And  in  God's  house  forevermore 

My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 


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Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain; 

Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on;  your  hands  are  weak; 
Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul   cast 

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Yet  falter  not;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown ! 


4  Toil  on ,  faint  not ;  keep  watch,  and  pray  I 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win; 

Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

5  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice ; 
For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ,• 

Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's 
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Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

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Have  I  my  race  begun ; 
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I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 


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Prepared  and  mingled  by  thy  skill ; 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 

Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 
Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh  !  [gone, 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 

As  clouds  before  the  midday  sun. 


5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions, "Peace ;" 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart, "Be  still;" 

Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sovereign  will. 

6  O  Death!  where  is  thy  sting?    where 
Thy  boasted  victory,  O  Grave?      [now 

Who  shall  contend  with  God?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  save  ? 


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And  hope  to  meet  again. 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


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And  on    my  peaceful   spir  -  it  shines  The  light  that  beams  from  Calvary. 
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Heavenly  Union.— Concluded. 


When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 
He  looked  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  passed  by, 
"  With  God  you  have  no  union." 
Then  I  began  to  weep  and  cry, 
And  looked  this  way  and  that,  to  fly, 
It  grieved  me  so  that  I  must  die ; 
I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy; 
But  still  I  had  no  union. 


But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 
And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean; 
And  oh,  what  seasons  I  have  seen 

Since  first  I  felt  this  union ! 
I  praised  the  Lord  both  night  and  dny, 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 
I  found  I'd  something  still  to  say 

About  this  heavenly  union. 


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Who  once  went  sorrowing  here ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 


3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free; 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 


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The  all-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 

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And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

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Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace, 
And  saved  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 


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2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil. 
Favored  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blest;  [ness, 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  Righteous- 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up; 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years, 
Sorrows  and  sins,  and  doubts  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness! 

16o       Come  on,  my  Partners, 
i  Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 


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Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear 

And  by  his  side  sit  down; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up, 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

That  great  mysterious  Deity 
Wre  soon  with  open  face  shall  see ; 

The  beatific  sight  [praise, 

Shall    fill    the   heavenly  courts   with 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light.         — C.  Wesley. 


1(3(3  Weloome,  Delightful  Morn 

i  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest, 
We  hail  thy  kind  return, 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys 
We  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 

157 


Tune  opposite. 

Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face: 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

Descend,  celestial  Dove! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours; 
Then  shall  our  souls  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  bestowed  in  vain. 


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i.  Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose,  Thou  all-suf-  fi  -  cient  love  di-  vinej 
D.C. — And  lo!  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame,  I  hide  me,  Je-sus,      in  thy  name. 

2.  Thy  mighty  name  sal  -  va-tion  is,  And  keeps  my  happy  soul  a-bove: 
D.  C. — To  me,  with  thy  great  name,  are  given  Pardon,  and  ho-  li-  ness,  and  heaven. 

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Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace,  And  joy  and  ever  -  last-  ing   love : 


3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art; 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain; 
The  medicine  of  my  broken  heart; 

In  war,  my  peace;  in  loss,  my  gain; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown : 


In  want,  my  plentiful  supply; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 


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The  gift  unspeakable; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  to  embrace, 

And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 
My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 

To  be  dissolved  in  love. 


Give  me  thyself;  from  every  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 

But  give  thyself  to  me. 
Thy  gifts,  alas!  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 

And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 


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2.  He  makes  my  wounded  spir  -  it  whole, 


I  find  him  present  everywhere, 

Sing  hallelujah! 
I  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 
He  keeps  me  safely  by  his  side, 

Sing  hallelujah ! 
I  take  him  as  my  guard  and  guide, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


5  No  other  good  do  I  possess, 

Sing  hallelujah! 
He  is  my  constant  happiness, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

6  And  thus  I  journey  day  by  day, 

Sing  hallelujah ! 
Rejoicing  on  my  heavenward  way, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


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1.  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  hallowed  |  be  thy  |  name,  ||  Thy  kingdom  come, 

thy  will  be  done  in  |  earth,  as-it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

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give |  them  that  |  trespass  a-  |  gainst  us. 

3.  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  I  us  from  |  evil ;  ||  For  thine  is  the 

kingdom,  and  the  power  and  the  |  glory  for-  |  ever  and  |  ever.  ||  A-  |  men. 

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For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep ; 

Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard ; 
He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects;  my  fears,  be  gone; 
What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move? 

Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thine  everlasting  arms  of  love. 


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5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 
Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest? 

Sin,  earth,  and  hell  I  now  defy: 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breast. 

6  I  rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade; 
My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease; 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  soul  is  stayed, 
Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 


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I  have  long  withstood  his  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 
Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


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Kindled  his  relentings  are; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare; 
Cries,  "  How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 
There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows    his    wounds    and    spreads  his 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel;     [hands; 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 


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2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came; 
They  bore  the  cross, despised  the  shame; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 
In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace; 
And  day  and  night. with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

4  O  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod  ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife, 
And  win,  like  them,  a  crown  of  life! 

174  Now  to  the  Lord. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song : 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue; 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God : 


And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  Grace!  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme, 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus  name; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound, 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

5  Oh  !  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

—Isaac  Watts. 

175    Soon  may  the  last  glad  long. 

i  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the.skies; 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  kingdoms 
Obedient,  r.  ighty  God,  to  thee;  [be 
And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  scepter  of  thy  reign. 

3  O  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
Till  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

161  —Mrs.  Vokk. 


176        ?ijaU,  Cfjou  ©nee  DropfsrD. 

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All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid : 
By  almighty  love  annointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ; 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  : 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits; 

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177  Love  Divine. 

i  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  life  receive; 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 

Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 

Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

3  Finish  then  thy  new  creation; 
Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be; 

Let  us  see  thy  great   salvation, 
Perfectly  restored   in  thee: 

Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 
Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

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They  have  left  ray  Saviour,  too ; 

Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me; 

Thou  art  not,  like  man,  untrue; 
And,  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  may  shun  me; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure! 
Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ! 

In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure ; 

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

I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 
'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 

Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 

O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 
While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 

O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

5  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation; 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 


Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine  ; 
What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  shouldst  thou  repine? 
6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

179  Gently  Lead  Us. 

i  Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears; 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear; 
And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 
163  — Thos.  Hastings. 


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W.  Kbnney. 


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Oh,  come,  and  he  will  bid  you  live,   Oh,  come,  and  freely  he'll  for  -  give. 


3  Stay,  sinner,  stay !  'tis  Jesus  pleads, 
For  you  he  weeps,  for  you  he  bleeds  ; 
Oh,  let  his  love  your  heart  constrain, 
Nor  let  him  weep  and  bleed  in  vain. 

4  Stay,  sinner,  stay !  the  Spirit  cries, 
Awake,  and  from  the  dead  arise ; 
Arise  and  plead  for  mercy  now, 
And  at  the  cross  repenting  bow. 

181 


5  Come,  sinner,  come  i  though  guilty  now. 
At  Jesus'  feet  submissive  bow, 

And  freely  all  shall  be  forgiven ; — 
Oh,  come,  and  taste  the  joys  of  heaven. 

6  See,  sinner,  see !  where  loved  ones  stand, 
All  saved  in  heaven — a  happy  band; 
Oh,  come,  and  join  them  on  that  shore, 
Where  death  and  parting  are  no  more. 


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I-was  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour, 

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And  as  vile  as  a  sinner  could 


I  wandered  on  in  the  darkness, 
Not  a  ray  of  light  could  I  see,    [ness, 

And  the  thought  filled  my  heart  with  sad- 
There's  no  hope  for  a  sinner  like  me. 

I  then  fully  trusted  in  Jesus, 
And  oh,  what  a  joy  came  to  me ; 

My  heart  was  filled  with  his  praises, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 


Copyright,  1881,  by  John  J.  Hood. 


164 


No  longer  in  darkness  I'm  walking, 
For  the  light  is  now  shining  on  me, 

And  now  unto  others  I'm  telling, 
How  he  saved  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

And  when  life's  journey  is  over, 
And  I  the  dear  Saviour  shall  see, 

I'll  praise  him  forever  and  ever, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 

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For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

183        <r>f  jlhu\  ftfto  DtO  Sitlu.-Uion. 

Tr.  by  A.  W.  Boehm.  Tune,  ROCKINGHAM.  L.M. 


1 — I — I — ^1 r-~T~. 

Watch  by  the  sick  ;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  thy  boundless  store; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take ; 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 


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Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blushed  in  blood ; 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  : 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 


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4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 

I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry; 

Ah  i  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 

Ah !  who  that  loves,  can  love  enough  ? 


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3  Let  the  testimony  roll, 

Roll  through  every  nation ; 
Witnessing  from  soul  to  soul, 

This  immense  salvation, 
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Ring  the  wondrous  story ; 
Let  the  pilgrim  shout  aloud, 

Glory!  glory!  glory! 
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The  glad  tidings  thunder ; 
Jesus  sets  the  captives  free : 

Bursts  their  bonds  asunder ; 
Fetters  break  and  dungeons  fall, 

Oh,  the  wondrous  story ! 
This  salvation's  free  to  all, 

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3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest! 
I  hate  the,  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  theo  from  my  breast. 


5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with   God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


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Ye   who   know  your  sins  forgiv  -  en.  And  are  hap  -  py      in   the  Lord, 
Have  you   read  that  gracious  promise,  Which  is  left  up  -  on    record? 
D.  C. — Sane  -   ti  -    fy   and  make  you  holy,      I    will  come  and  dwell  within. 

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I   will   sprinkle  you  with  wa  -  ter,      I    will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin, 


2  Tho'you  have  much  peace  and  comfort. 

Greater  things  you  yet  may  find, — 
Freedom  from  unholy  tempers, 
Freedom  from  the  carnal  mind. 

3  Be  as  holy,  and  as  happy, 

And  as  useful  here  below, 
As  it  is  your  Father's  pleasure; 
Jesus,  only  Jesus  know. 


Spread,  O  spread  the  joyful  tidings, 

Tell,  O  tell  what  God'  has  done, 
Till  the  nations  are  conformed 

To  the  image  of  his  Son. 
0  mav  every  soul  he  filled 

With  the  Holy  Ghost  to-day ; 
He  is  coming,  he  is  coming; 

O  prepare,  prepare  the  way. 


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2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 


4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate, 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  ond  needy, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power : 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

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

This  he  gives  you  ; 
Tis  the  Spirit's  glimmering  beam. 


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Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  carne  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Your  Redeemer  prostrate  lies; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

6  Lo !  the  incarnate  God,  ascending, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood: 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude: 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


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192  O  Love  Divine, 

i  O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  the  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart  j 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine; 
This  only  portion,' Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast  1 


From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest. 

193  0  could  I  Speak. 

i  O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

0  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 

I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 

1  would  to  everlasting  days 
Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When   my  dear   Lord   will    bring  me 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  ;  Thome, 

Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother, Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 
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194  I  love  Thy  kingdom. 

1  I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God  ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 

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

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

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

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

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

195  Grace! 

i  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 


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196  Stand  up,  and  bless. 

i  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
Td  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  forevermore. 

197  Purity  of  heart. 

i  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God  ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs  ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek, 

May  ours  this  blessing  be; 
O  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart,— 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 

Doxology.    S.  M. 
To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit.  One  in  Three, 
Brgiory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

fcAnd  shall  forever  be. 


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Come  to  the  feast  of  love ;  come,  ever 

Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can 

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1  Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 

I'm  at  the  fountain  drinking, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing, 
I'm  on  my  journey  home. 
Cho — Glory  to  God, 

I'm  at  the  fountain  drinking, 

Glory  to  God, 
I'm  on  my  journey  home. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace  and  lo!  'tis  given, 

I'm  at  the  fountain  drinking, 
Ask  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven, 
I'm  on  my  journey  home. 

3  Tho'  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 

I'm  at  the  fountain  drinking, 


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I'm  on  my  journey  home. 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I'm  at  the  fountain  drinking, 
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I'm  on  my  journey  home. 
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I'm  on  my  journey  home. 
Cho. — Glory  to  God, 

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Glory  to  God, 
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i  How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
"  This  earth,"  he  cries,  "  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven, — 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight ; 

Yet  O,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me." 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We    more    than    taste    the    heavenly 

And  antedate  that  day  ;         [powers, 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow, 

And  let  the  vessels  break, 
And  let  our  ransomed  spirits  go 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek  ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me ; 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Through  all  eternity  ! 


201    I  heard  the  voice  of  Jems. 

1  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast!" 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad, 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live!" 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  re- 

And  now  I  live  in  him.  [vived, 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright !" 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 


202    Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
i  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  morning  hours 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
When  man's  work  is  done. 
2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 
Rest  comes  sure  and  soon, 


Give  every  flying  minute 
Something  to  keep  in  store: 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


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1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  Lord,  your  Master  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

4  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 

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Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

207  What  glory  gilds. 

i  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page ! 
Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

a  The  power  that  gave  it  still  supplies 
The  gracious  light  and  heat; 
Its  truths  upon  the  nations  rise; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Lord,  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


208  The  Prince  of  Feaoe. 

i  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

a  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Forevermore  adored ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  power,  increasing, still  shall  spread; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

209  The  joyful  sound. 

i  Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

3  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Dozology.    C.X. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 


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Shout  for  gladness,     O     ye  ransomed !  Hail  with  joy  the    ris  -  ing  morn. 

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on  the  ear,   O,    come,  come  away  !  Come, come  where  Jesus  Love  will  be.  Who 

more  we'll  roam. O, come, come  away!  And  when  the  tramp  of  God  shall  sound  The 

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saints  no  more  by  Death  are  bound:  He  owns  our  Jesus  crown'd;  0,come,come  away! 

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215 


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Arise,  My  Soul,  Arise. 


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  ia  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, 
Arid  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

179 


Tune  above. 

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  anointed  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  far: 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And, "  Father,  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 


216  Cftr  aortJ  toill  #robtQr. 

Mrs.  M.  A.  W.  Cook.  C.  S.  Harrington. 


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1.  In  some  way  or  oth-er    the  Lord 

2.  At  some  time  or  oth-er    the  Lord 

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his  own  time,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 


3  Despond  then  no  longer, 
The  Lord  will  provide; 
And  this  be  the  token — 
No  word  he  hath  spoken 
Was  ever  yet  broken, — 
"  The  Lord  will  provide. 


March  >n,  then,  right  boldly; 

The  sea  shall  divide  , 
The  pathway  made  glorious, 
With  shoutings  victorious, 
We'll  join  in  the  chorus, 

"  The  Lord  will  provide." 


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And  more  graces  for  the  good  ; 

Tnere  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
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Is  most  wonderful  and  kind. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  him  at  his  word; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 


219  a&e  msolUtn  fUg. 

"  Prayer  is  the  key  to  unlock  the  door,  and  the  bolt  to  shut  in  the  night. 


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1.  Prayer    is  the  key  For  the  bending  knee  To  open  the  morn's  first  hours; 

2.  Not  a  soul  so  sad,  Nor  a  heart  so  glad,  When  cometh  the  shades  of  night, 

3.  Take  the  golden  key  In  your  hand  and  see,  As  the  night  tide  drifts  away, 


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But  the  daybreak  song  Will  the  joy  prolong,  And  some  darkness  turn  to  light. 
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And  the  vesper  call 

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'Tis  a  garland  sweet 
To  the  toil  dent  feet, 

And  an  antidote  for  pain. 

From  "Goodly  Pearls,"  by  per. 


181 


5  Soon  the  year's  dark  door 
Shall  be  shut  no  more  : 

Life's  tears  shall  be  wiped  away 
As  the  pearl  gates  swing, 
And  the  gold  harps  ring, 

And  the  sun  unsheathe  for  aye. 
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2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

221   Geo.  Duffield,  Jr.         Stand  Tip, 

1  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  sulfer  loss ; 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  he  lead 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  trumpet  call  obey ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glorious  day  : 
"  Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes : 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 


1  The  morning  light  is  breaking; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home: 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  come  !" 

Stand  Up  f0T  JeSUS.  Tune  aboye. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
Stand  in  his  strength  alone ; 

The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer ; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  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 
Shall  reign  eternally. 


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Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong ! 


4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good ! 


223 

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1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
Oh,  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, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  amd  changeless  be — 
A  living  fire ! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide ; 
Bid  darkDess  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove ; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransomed  soul ! 


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day,  happy  day,  $  He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away!  ^       And  live  rejoicing  ev'ryday. 


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To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done!  the  great  transaction's  done! 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Charmed  to  confess  that  voice  divine. 


Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest ; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart; 

With  him  of  every  good  possessed. 
High  heav'n  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


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2  f  In  my  poor  heart  he  deigns  to  dwell, He  came  to  save  me ; 

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He  came  to  save  me ; 
And  trusting  him  I  fear  no  ill, 
He  came  to  save  me. 


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He  came  to  save  me ; 
To  him  my  heart  looks  up  and  sings, 
He  came  to  save  me. 


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For  Jesus  who  died  and  is  now  pone  above. 


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2  We  praise  thee,  O  God !  for  thy  Spirit  of  light, 

Who  has  shown  ns  our  Saviour  and  scattered  our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

Who  has  borne  all  our  sins,  and  has  cleansed  every  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  grace, 

Who  has  bought  us,  and  sought  us,  and  guided  our  ways. 

5  Revive  us  again;  fill  each  heart  with  thy  love; 
May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire  from  above. 


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Oh,  what  wonder!  how  amazing! 

Jesus,  glorious  King  of  kings — 
Deigns  to  call  me  his  beloved, 

Lets  me  rest  beneath  his  wings. 

||:A11  for  Jesus!  all  for  Jesus! 

Resting  now  beneath  his  wings ! 


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228     0  for  a  thousand  tongues. 

1  O  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 

My  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus !  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  canceled  sin, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks,  and,  listening  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 


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6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come  ; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

230  Joy  to  the  world! 

i  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy.       [plains, 

3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


229     Evils  of  Intemperance.  BoT1!?ton. 
i  Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain, 

The  youthful  an.d  the  strong; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 

And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul — 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  hopeless  night. 

3  Mourn  for  the  lost, — but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free ; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost, — but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving  love. 


231  What  Ruin!  Tune,  Evan, 

i  What  ruin  hath  intemperance  wrought! 
How  widely  roll  its  waves! 
How  many  myriads  hath  it  brought 
To  fill  dishonored  graves ! 

2  And  see,  O  Lord,  what  numbers  still 

Are  maddened  by  the  bowl, 

Led  captive  at  the  tyrant's  will 

In  bondage,  heart  and  soul. 

3  Stretch  forth  thy  hand.O  God, our  King, 

And  break  the  galling  chain  ; 

Deliverance  to  the  captive  bring, 

And  end  the  usurper's  reign. 

4  The  cause  of  temperance  is  thine  own ; 

Our  plans  and  efforts  bless  ; 

We  trust,  O  Lord,  in  thee  alone 

To  crown  them  with  success. 


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Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it- 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

3  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home, 

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3  I  am  weakness,  full  of  weakness; 

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Blest,  divine,  eternal  Spirit, 
Fill  with  power,  and  fill  me. 

4  Cleanse  and  comfort,  bless  and  save  me ; 

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DO      RK     MI      FA      SO      LA      SI 


INDEX, 


HYMN. 

Abiding,  oh,  so  wondrous     .         .  118 

A  BLESSED  REFUGE,        .  .  .49 

A  BRIGHT  HOME  IN  GLORY,    .  .    135 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed?  149 
All  for  Jesus,  all  for  Jesus,  .  .  227 
All  for  me,  all  for  thee,  .  48 
All-glorious  God  and  King, .  .  39 
All  praise  to  him  who  reigns  a-  211 
A  pilgrim's  song,  .  .  .52 
Are  you  weary,  sin-oppressed?  .  21 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  .  .  .215 
A  sinner  like  me,  .  .  .  181 
At  the  cross,  ....  232 
At  the  fountain,  .  .  .199 
Awake,  awake,  O  heart  of  mine,  .  98 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve  156 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays,    .  222 

Battling  for  the  Lord,  .  .  63 
Be  a  helper  in  life's  journey,  .  110 
Beulah  land,  ....  146 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine, .  14? 
Blessed  be  thu  name,  .  .  211 
Bless  the  Lo  d  !  my  soul  is  happy  103 
Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart,  .  .  197 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds,  .  .  158 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow,  .  .163 
Breaking  forever  away,  .  .  58 
Brother,  leave  the  path  of  sin,  .  24 
By  grace  I  will,  .        .        .69 

Casting  your  care  upon  him,  .  105 
Child  of  God,  be  not  discouraged  105 
Cleansing  wave,  .        .        .  234 

Close  by  the  side  of  Jesu«,  .  .  96 
Come  and  ask  Jesus  to  save  you  83 
Come  and  trust  my  Saviour,  .  25 
Come,  every  soul  by  sin  oppress'd  204 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove  190 
Come,  O  my  soul,  my  every  pow-  82 
Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress,  165 
Come,  saints  and  sinners,  bear  me,  160 
Come  to  vJalv'ry's  mount  to-day,  .  121 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  238 
Come  unt »  me,  the  Saviour  said,  112 
Come,  while  the  Saviour  calls,  .  115 
Come  with  rejoicing,  .        .     76 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  198 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  .  188,  191 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  .  206 
Come,  ye  weary  and  oppressed  .  159 
Communion  with  thee,  .  .  84 
Crown  him  with  many  crowns,     .  114 

Dear  Saviour,  I'm  coming.  .  1^8 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be,  .  172 

Do  something  to-day,         .  .  120 

Do  you  think  that  my  Saviour  .     56 


Draw  and  drink  anew,  .  .  43 
Enter  into  thy  closet,  .  .  .87 
Eternal  beam  of  light  divine,  .  157 
Eternal  Father,  thou  hast  said,  .  45 
Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy,  .  205 
Faithful  unto  death,  .  .  130 
Fill  me  now,  ....  237 
Finding  in  Jesus  a  present  help,  .  34 
Flow  on,  thou  sparkling  river,  .  46 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  .  101 
Gentle  words  that  sweetly  fall,  .  141 
Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us, .  179 
Give  your  heart  to  Jesus,  .  21 
Glory  to  Jesus,  who  died  on .  .20 
God  be  with  thee,  .  .  .139 
Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent .  155 
Good  news,  goo  I  news  of  a  soul  .  11 
Go  on,  ye  soldiers  of  the  cross,  .  133 
Grace  is  free,  .  .  .  .28 
Grace  1  'tis  a  charming  sound,  .  195 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus,  .  176 
Happy  in  thee,  .  .  .  .90 
Hark  !  I  hear  the  angels  call-  32 
Hark,  I  hear  the  gospel  army,  .  68 
Haste  away,  .  .  .  .23 
Hasten,  ye  weary,  why  do  you  lin-  66 
Have  compa-sion,  Lord.  .  .  17 
Hear  the  welcome  bells  of  heaven  73 
He  came  to  save  me,  .  .  .  225 
He  feedeth  his  flock,  .  .  27 
He  hath  borne  them  all,  .  131 

He  is  calling,  .  .  .  .  218 
Here  in  thy  name  we  are  gathered  3 
Him  that  cometh  unto  me,  .  *  5 
His  banner,  .        .        .        .102 

His  YOKE  IS  EASY,.  .  .  .81 

Hover  o'er  me,  Holy  Spirit,  .  .  237 
How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  .  171 
How  glad  I  am  there  is  room  for.  117 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace,  200 
How  restless  the  soul  of  the  .     92 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  .  152 
Hymn  to  the  Trinity,  .  .  39 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross,  .  .212 
I  am  dwelling  in  the  comfort  of  .  86 
I  am  thine,  .  .  .  ';  .9 
I  came  to  the  fountain  that  .  .  18 
I  have  a  gracious  Master,  .  .  12 
I  have  a  home  in  glory,  .         .  135 

I  have  found  a  1  lessed  refuge,  .  49 
I  have  found  the  Saviour  precious  29 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say,  .  201 
I'll  live  for  him,  .  .  .188 
I  love  my  Saviour,  his  heart  is  .145 
I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord,    .         .  194 


SHOWERS  OF  BLESS/XC. 


I'm  waiting  foh  tree,         .         .  51 

I'm  with  thee  eveiy  hour,     .         .  71 

I  need  the  prayers  of  thoea  I  lota,  70 

In  tOOM  w.ty  or  other  the  Lord  will  216 

In  the  i  hristian'a  homo  in  glory,  21:5 

In  the  comfokt  ok  the  Spirit,  80 

III  this  sinful  world  I'm  walking,  26 

I  redeemed  thee,   saith  the  Lord,  16 

I  saw  the  reapers  one  by  one,         .  134 

I  sit  at  the  feet  of  Jesus,       .         .  109 

I*  it  I? Ill 

I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  146 

I  was  onee  far  away  from  the  8a v-  181 

I  was  wandering  and  weary,         .  8 

I  will  cling  to  the  cross,  where  1 .  88 

I  w  ill  go,  I  cannot  J-tay,         .         .  89 

I  will  go  to  Jesus  now,          .        .  30 

Jesus  !  dear  and  hallowed  name,  .  15 
Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  .  168 
.lesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken,  .  178 
Jesus  is  a  precious  friend,  .  .  67 
Jesus  is  good  to  me,  .  .  .  145 
Jesus  is  mink,  ....  205 
Jesus,  I  will  take  thee,  .         .     75 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul,  .        .143 

Jesus  now  13  calling,  .  .  .  159 
Jesus  reigns,  in  all  his  glory,  .  36 
Jesus,  the  rock  on  which  my  feet .  78 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee,  .  233 
Jesus  waits  to  help  you,  .  .  24 
j  esi  s  will  meet  you  there,  .  121 
Joyfully  onward,  .  .  .14 
Joyfully  sing,  let  us  joyfully  sing,  123 
Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  230 
Just  beyond  the  rolling  river,       .     32 

Let  him  in, 150 

Let  the  King  of  Glory  in,  .  95 
Let  the  path  be  bright,  with  sun-  59 
Listen  to  the  blesed  invitation,  .  5 
Listen  to  the  voce  of  Jesus,  .    25 

Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious,  173 
Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,     .  177 

Many  in  their  search  for  Jesus,  .  113 
Marching  on  to  the  kingdom,  .  22 
Marching  together  with  banners  14 
Meet  in  the  morning,  .  .  119 
Moments  of  blessing,  .  .  85 
Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain,  .  229 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone,  .  102 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee,  .  .  223 
My  Jesus,  I  love  thee,  .  .  .  148 
My  life,  my  love  I  give  to  thee,  .  186 
My  light  and  song,     .  .44 

My  sails  are  spread  to  meet  the  .  57 
My  soul  is  rejoicing,  and  sweet  is  9  J 
Nearer  to  Jesus,  his  precious  blood    13 


NO  ■OBDBM  ai  LOWED  TO  PAM     . 

Not  now,  BUT  iiy  and  BT,    .  .184 

Not  to-morrow,  but  to-day,.  .      72 

Now  I  feel  the  sacred  Are,  .  .1*5 
Now  no  more  with  pain  I'm  .     7) 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song,  .171 
O  come,  come  away,  .  .  .214 
O  could  1  speak  thu  matchless  .  19H 
Of  him  Mho  did  salvation  183,  199 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  .  187 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing.  22H 
Oft  hast  thou  heard  a  voice  that  .  35 
()  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love,  .  101 
O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice  224 
i  Oh.  now  I  see  the  cleansing  wave,  234 
Oh,  think  of  the  work  to  be  done  60 
O  Jesus,  Lord,  thy  dying  love,  .  232 
O  Jesus  my  Saviour,  come  nearer  84 
0  Lord,  in  thy  Zion  praise  waiteth  4 
O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art.  192 
O  my  soul,  why  art  thou  troubled  131 
Once  again,  once  again,  workers  .  136 
Once  more  with  joy  and  gladness  120 
One  by  one  we  cross  the  river,  .  94 
Only  iv  the  narrow  way,  .  113 

Only  the  Lord  can  satisfy,  .  50 
On  the  road  going  home,  .        .  129 

Onward, 42 

o  rest,  6weet  rest,  .  .  .19 
O  sweet  is  the  voice  of  my  Shep-  27 
O  the  bitter  shame  and  sorrow,     .  217 

OUU  BIBLE  STORY,  .  .  .    109 

Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  .  170 
Our  Jesus  says  that  he  will  .  .  65 
Our  jubilant  song,  .  .  .  140 
Out  in  the  wide  world,  out  in  its  41 
O,  why  dost  thou  linger  so  long,  .  51 
Pleading  with  thee,  .        .10 

Prayer  is  the  key,  .         .         .  219 

Precious  name  of  Jesus,  .  .15 
Rally  for  the  right,  .  •  37 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  Jesus  reigns,  .     77 

Resting, 79 

Rest  to  the  weary  soul,  .         .144 

Revive  us  again,  .         .         .  226 

Rich  are  the  moments  of  blessing,  85 
Round  Christ,  the  great  incarnate  161 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound,  .  209« 
Savour,  I  have  heard  thee  .  .  148 
See  the  host  of  redeemed  ones  ad-  22 
Send  out  thy  light  and  truth,  .  33 
Showers  of  blessing,  .  .  3 
Sick  an  1  weary,  broken-hearted,  .  17 
Sing  hallelujah,  .  .  .  109 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  to  God  our  Fa-  73 
Soldiers  recruiting  in  the  ranks  of    37 


191 


SHOWERS  OF  BLESSfNG. 


Soon  may  the  last  grand  song  a  .  175 
Sorrow  here  is  not  a  stranger,  .  52 
Sound  the  loud  timbrel,  .  .  184 
Sound  the  trumpet  loud  and  long  6 
Standing  on  the  promises  of  Christ  132 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord,  .  196 
Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus,  .  221 
Stay,  sinner,  stay !  the  night  .  180 
Steersman,  steersman,  the  chan-  .  C2 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear,  182 
Sweet  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  203 
Swiftly,  so  swiftly,  the  years  roll .      99 

Take  the  word  and  sow  it  well,  .  55 
Telling  the  story  of  Jesus,  .  .  91 
Thank  God  for  a  perfect  salvation  19 
The  altered  motto,  .  .  .  217 
The  city  beyond,  .  .  .93 
The  city  op  gold,  .  .  .  .  104 
the  cleansing  blood,  .  .  161 
The  dear  little  birds  are  as  glad  .  140 
The  everlasting  song,  .  .  82 
The  exile  s  return,  .  .  .92 
The  flush  of  morn  is  on  the  moun-  95 
The  golden  key,  .        .        .  21i> 

The  gospel  a umy,        .  .68 

The  light  is  here,  the  blessed  light  40 
The  ltghts  op  home,  .  .  .  62 
The  Lord  in  his  word  has  com-  .  50 
The  Lord  is  my  banner  and  the  .  7 
The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  .  .  81 
The  Lord  reigneth,  .  .  .3(5 
The  Lord's  my  shepherd,  I'll  not  .  154 
The  Lord  will  provide,  .  .  216 
The  Master  is  calling  for  some  one,  111 
The  Master  is  calling  for  you.  dear  53 
The  morning  light  is  breaking,  .  220 
The  new  name,  ....  236 
The  only  refuge,  .  .  .  128 
The  promises,  how  precious  !  .  88 
The  promises  of  Jesus, .  .  .74 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  writh  .  235 
There  is  life  in  the  Son,  .  .  34 
There's  a  city  that  looks  o'er  the  .  104 
There's  a  precious  bible  story,.  .  109 
There's  a  robe  and  a  palm  for  you  42 
There's  a  Stranger  at  the  door,  .  150 
There's  a  wideness  in  God's.  .  218 
There's  nothing  like  the  old,  old  .  28 
There  you  may  rest,  .  .  .66 
The  Saviour  is  my  all  in  all,  .     54 

The  Saviour  precious,  •  .  29 
The  true  shepherd,  ...  8 
They  tell  me  that  Jesus  is  willing  108 
Thine  forever,  gracious  King,  .  9 
Thine  forever,  ihine  forever,.  .  80 
Think  of  the  work  to  be  done,   60 


Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  re- .  167 
Ti rough  thy  all  atoning  merit,  .  43 
To  Fathe;,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  210 
Toiling  for  thee,       .        .        .  106 

To  the  end, 56 

Traveler,  haste,  the  day  is  waning  23 
Ti  ue-hearted,whole-hearted,  faith-  64 
To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  1  orn,         .  208 

Up  and  onward,  Chrfrtian  soldier,  130 
Up  to  thy  throne,  O  Father  above,  122 
Valley  of  Eden,  beyond  the  sea,  .  100 
Waiting  for  me,  .        .        .18 

Waiting  till  he  shall  appear,  50 
Walking  at  his  side,  .  .     26 

Wanderer,  come  to  the  only  re-  128 
Watching  for  the  bridegroom,  65 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night,  .  153 
We  are  going  home  to  glory,  .  129 
We  are  marching  onward  to  the  .  119 
Weary,  oh,  yes,  thou  art  weary,  .  10 
We  come  with  'i  hanksgiVing,    .      4 

We  greet  you  ali 136 

We  have  been  toiling,  dear  Muster,  106 
Welcome  bells  of  heaven,  .  73 
Welcome,  dehghtiul  morn,  .  .166 
We'll  sing  of  the  statutes  divine,  93 
We  praise  thee,  O  God,  ,         .  226 

We  shall  have  a  new  name,  .  .  230 
We  sing  of  the  joys  that  await  us  58 
We've  'listed  in  a  holy  w.;r.  .     63 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page,  207 
What  ruin  hath  intemperance  .  231 
Whatsoever  burden  presses  on  thy  61 
What's  the  news,  .  .  .142 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  151 
Whene'er  we  meet  we  always  say,  142 
When  Jesus  laid  his  crown  aside,  2'J5 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  a-  .169 
Where  deserts  abundantly  bloom,  188 
Where  is  thy  soul,  .  .  .35 
Whom  am  I  seeking.  .  .  .99 
Who  would  not  know  the  Sav-  12 
Why  dont  you  come  to  Jesus,  .  118 
Why  I  i  ove  my  Jesus,  .  .116 
Why  should  life  a  weary  journey  44 
Will  you  go  to  Jesus  now  ?  .  .69 
Wonderful  tidings  mercy  is  bear-  97 
Words  of  cheer,  .  .  .72 
Words  of  Jesus,  .  .  .  .  112 
Work  aw.\y,  .  .  .  .55 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming,  .  202 
Would  you  find  the  w«>y  to  heaven  83 
Would  you  know  why  I  love  Je-  116 

Ye  who  know  your  sins  forgiven,  189 
You're  longing  to  work  for  the  .  120 


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