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SONGS*OF*THE*  MORNING 


A  CHOICE  COLLECTION  OF 


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And  Other  Social  Services. 


BY 


Rev.  I.  Baltzell    and   Rev.  E.  S.  Lorenz. 


DAYTON,  OHIO! 

W.  J.    SHUEY,    PUBLISHER. 
1889. 

Copyright  1889,  by  K  S.  Lorenz  and  L  Bftlt— 1L 


PREFATORY. 


"  Songs  of  the  Morning,"  so  fresh  and  so  sweet ; 

On  every  page  there  is  richness  complete  : 

Nothing  but  pure,  simple  Gospel  in  song, 

Gathered  for  each  one  —  the  old  and  the  young. 

Soul-stirring  music  is  found  on  each  page, 

OfT'rings  of  pleasure  for  noble  and  sage  ; 

Food  for  the  right,  and  reproof  to  the  wrong ; 

Truth  is  the  motto  of  each  Gospel  Song. 

Hail  to  the  "Songs  of  the  Morning,"  so  sweet! 

Each  is  a  song  of  Salvation  complete ; 

Morning  and  noon  and  at  eve  we  may  sing 

Of  a  dear  Savior  ; — to  Him  let  us  cling. 

Resting,  sweet  resting,  will  come  by  and  by; 

Nevermore,  then,  shall  we  sorrow  or  sigh  : 

In  the  sweet  "Songs  of  the  Morning,"  we  know, 

Nothing  was  written  for  fame  —  but  to  show 

God  and  His  glory.     Amen.  i.  b. 


Songs  of  the  Morning, 


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3.  In    the  grave  for  you     he      laid,     Wresting  ter-rors    from  its    bed,    Then    a- rose,  as  -  cend-ed   high; 

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Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 

Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


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1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to 

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2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
While   western   empires   own    their 

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And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall 

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4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 


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1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to 

shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring ; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing  ; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Savior's  name. 


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1  O,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Hath  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 


2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast— but  numberless? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford ; 
When  thou  return 'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 


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1  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee — 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end, 
'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 
And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 

3  'Tis  to  my  Savior  I  would  live, 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died; 
Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 


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Words  of  Spirit  and  Life. 


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1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 

"lis  found  before  the  mercy-seat, 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy -seat. 

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

friend ; 
Tho'  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy -seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar. 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to 

greet, 
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1  Oh,  that  I  could  forever  dwell 
Delighted  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 


Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat ! 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its 
bliss, 
Oh !  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize, 

A  life  of  penitential  love, 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 
And    raise    my    highest    thoughts 
above. 

4  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  veil. 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 


19. 


1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come, 


2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 
spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 


20. 


1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


Hamburg.   Lit 


Gregorian. 


21. 


JENNIE  WILSON. 


Jesus  is  Worthy. 

"Worthy  is  the  Lamb  thij  was  slain."— Rev.  5:  12. 


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Pardon  at  the  Cross. 

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Hebron."  L  M. 


Lowell  Mason. 


26. 


1  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 

Thus   far  his   power  prolongs   my 
days; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my 
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And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


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1  Go,  labor  on;  spend  and  be  spent,— 

Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will ; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on ;  'tis  not  for  naught; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain ; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee 
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The  Master  praises— what  are  men  ? 


3  Go,  labor  on;  enough,  while  here, 

If  he  shall  praise  thee,  if  he  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer; 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain, 

4  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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The     midnight    peal,— "  Behold !     I 
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28. 

1  Lord  of  all  being !  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star; 
Center  and  soul  of  every  sphere, 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near! 

2  Sun  of  our  life !  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day ; 
Star  of  our  hope  1  thy  softened  light, 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smilewithdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine. 

Duke  Street.   L.  II. 


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Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is 

love, 
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We  ask  no  luster  of  our  own, 


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1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 


2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me 
most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 


3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet; 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 


4  Were  all  the  realms  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


John  Hatton. 


30. 


Happy  in  Jesus. 

"My  soul  shall  be  joyful  in  the  Lord."— Psa.  35:  9. 

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2.  Once  earth-ly   joys     I  craved,  Sought  peace  and  rest ;  Now  Thee  a  -  lone     I    seek,    Give  what    is    best; 

3.  Let     sor-row     do     its  work,  Send  grief  and  pain  ;     Sweet  are  Thy  mes-sen  -  gers,  Sweet  their  re-frain; 

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Leaning  On  Jesus. 

"Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord,  and  he  shall  sustain  thee.' 


-Psa.  55:  22. 


Rev.  A.  A.  GRALEV. 


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2.  Should  ho   -ly      zea       too     fee    -    bly  burn,  Should  love       no      Ion  -  ger    glow,      The      ten-der 

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Dr.  Thomas  Hastings,  1837. 


35. 


1  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief: 

S  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 


36. 


1  Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound! 

What  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  world  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
£_  Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


3  Salvation  I  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  I 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs ; 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 


37. 


1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

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

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall,— 

So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 


38. 


1  Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side: 
'Tis  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea, 
"  For  me  the  Saviour  died. 


2  Wash  me  and  make  me  thus  thine  own, 

Wash  me  and  mine  thou  art ! 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart! 

3  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply» 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve, 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 


39. 


1  O  for  a  thousand  tongnes  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  earthabroad 
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. 


Brown.   C,  M. 


Wm,  B.  Bradbury,  1840. 


40. 

E.  D.  MUND. 


By  the  River. 

"  And  he  shewed  me  a  pure  river  of  water  of  life."— Rev.  22: 1. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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3.  With  the  friends  gone  before    we  shall  walk  ev  -  er-more,  And  no  shad  -  ow     of     part-ing  shall  come  • 

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45. 


1  How  sweet,  \icw  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  bis  word! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart:— 

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Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  bide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ;— 

4  When  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flows ! 
When  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glows. 


<*  dnve  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 


3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  thro'  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 


46. 


1  Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace," 
Let  this  petition  rise: 


47, 


1  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray 

Through  life's  brief,  fleeting  hour, 
And  gives  the  Spirit's  quickening  ray 
To  those  who  seek  his  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife; 
Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away 
To  our  eternal  home. 


4  O  Saviour,,  we  would  watch  and  pray. 
And  hear  thy  sacred  voice. 
And  walk,  as  thou  hast  marked  the 
way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 


48. 


1  Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 

When  God  recalls  his  own. 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close. 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done. 

And  they  are  fully  blest; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4.  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow; 
God  has  recalled  his  own; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woe, 
Still  say, "  Thy  will  be  done." 


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49. 


Where  Will  You  Stand? 

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I  am  Standing  on  the  Hock, 

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1  Awake,  my  soul— stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
A  bright,  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun; 
And,  crowned  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 


55. 


1  Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound, 

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

2  Thro'  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 


'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

3  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 
His  word  my  hope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures, 


56, 


1  There  is  a  fountain,  filled  with  blood, 

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

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

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

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

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


I  Do  Believe.   C.  M. 


57. 


1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear ;  [wounds, 

It     soothes    his    sorrows,    heals    hta 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast;  i 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Saviour,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End* 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


58. 


1  Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 

No  other  help  I  know: 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me. 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go? 

2  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes; 
Oh,  may  I  now  receive  that  gh% 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

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Cho.— I  do  believe,  I  now  believe  That  Jesus  died  for  me;  And  thro'  hisblood.hispreciousbloodlshallfromsinbe  free. 


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It  Will  Only  be  Going  Home. 

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On  the  Sure  Foundation. 

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2.  Joy       of     the   des  -  o  -  late,  light    of    the  stray-ing,    Hope  of  the    pen  -  i  -  tent,  fade  -  less  and  pure ! 

3.  Here   see    the  bread  of  life  ;  see     wa  -  ters  flow  -  ing    Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  a  -  bove  ; 


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Here  speaks  the  Com-fort-er,  ten  -  der  -  ly  say  -  ing,  Earth  has  no  sor-row,  that  Heav'n  can  not  cure. 
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"Go  ye  also  into  the  vineyard,  and  whatsoever  fa  right  Iwill  give  you."- -Matt.  20:  4. 


I.  BALTZELL. 

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3.  Why   stand    ye     here     all      the     day       i    -.     die,      For    each  there     is     some-tkg     to        do 


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T^fi^"Gn  °,  r-St  1S  be-forethee;  Press  on -ward,  pause  never  to  dream 

The  fields    are  all  ripe  to  the     har  -  vest,  But  tru   -  ly       the     la-borers  are  few 

ty,  or  ev    -  er  so     hum  -  ble,  Still  work  with      a     heart  -  y  good  will. 


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64. 


1  Jesus,  the  Name  high  ov^r  all, 

In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  Name  to  sinners  dear — 

The  Name  to  sinners  given* 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear; 

It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Oh,  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace; 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 


65. 


1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joyS; 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below 

And  poured  out  cries  and  tears ; 
;  They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 


3  I  ask  them  whence  their  vic'try  came; 
They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 


66, 


1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten    thousand   thousand   are    their 
But  all  their  J  oy  s  are  one,    [tongues, 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  Name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


67. 


1  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 


2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live; 
Come  to  his  cross,  and  grateful  leant 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 


68. 


1  Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee    ' 

With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  No  voice  can  sing,  no  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesus'  name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek. 
To  those  who  ask,  how  kind  thou  art, 
How  good  to  those  who  seek. 


Hear,   C.  IE. 


Welsh  Air. 


69. 


REV.  E.  A.  HOFFMAN. 


Blessed  Words. 

Ps.  119:  105.    Prov.  6:  21-23  inclusive. 

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1.  O      the  bless  -  ed  Word   of  God  !     as      I  roam  the  earth  a-broad,    It     will   lead 

2.  Blessed  words  of .lite    and  light !  sliin-ing  clear-ly     in    the  night   Of    temp-ta 
3.0,     the  bless -ed  Word   of  Truth!  I    will  love    it      in    my  youth,  Keep  it    near 


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LONDON  FREEMAN. 


Jesus,  I  will  Trust  Thee. 

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2.  Je  -  sus,   I  will  trust  thee !  There  is  none  be  -  side  ;      In  thine  arms  of  mer  -  cy       I      will     ev  -   er    hide. 

3.  Je  -  sus,   I  will  trust  thee  !  Trust  thee  e  -  ven  now,  Trust  thee  when  the  death-dew  Gath-ers  on     my  brow. 


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2.  Work  for   Je  -  sus    in    His  vineyard,  Eeap  the  standing  corn  to-day,  With  the  help  of  God  pro-gress-ing, 

3.  Work  for   Je  -  sus,  not   un  -  no-ticed  Will  thy  toil  and  ef  -  fort  prove,  When  the  harvest  shall  be  garnered 

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1  O  for  a  faith  that  'will  not  shrink, 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ; 

2  That  will  not  murmur  or  complain 

Beneath  the  chast'ning  rod, 
But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God. 

3  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this. 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste  e'en  here  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 


75. 


1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Dear  juord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

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


3  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


76. 


1  O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  s'n  set  free : — 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me : — 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewea, 

And  full  of  love  divine; 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 


77. 


1  O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 


2  Return,  O  Holy  Dove,  return, 

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

3  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

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


78. 


1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near, 

3  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


Ralph  Harrison. 


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I  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take : 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 


3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 


81. 


Rev.  W.  O.  GUSHING. 


The  Dear  Home-land. 

"But  now  they  desire  a  better  country,  that  is  an  heavenly.'1— Heb.  11:  16. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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thirst  of  my  soul;  On   the  green  banks  re  -  pos  -  ing,  all  my  war-fare  completed,    There  to  rest  where  bright 


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The  scepter,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  Thy  face ! 

.Let  sinners  feel  Thy  quickening  word, 

And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 


3  Descend,  celestial  dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Disclose  a  Savior's  love, 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 


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83. 

J.  L.  ELGINBURG. 

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tempt-ed,   And  re-joice       to  fol  -  low  thee, 

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Copyright,  1S89,  by  I.  Baltzell. 


Haitians.  C,  Iff. 


Ceo.  W.  Allen. 


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84. 


1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free? — 
No ;  there's  a  cross  for  every  one. 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  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. 

S  O,  precious  cross,  0,  glorious  crown ! 
O,  resurrection  day! 
Ye  angels  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 


85. 


1  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

Awake  the  sacred  song ; 
Oh,  may  his  love,  immortal  flame, 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love  what  mortal  tho't  can  reach, 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ? 


Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Oh,  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 
Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 


86. 


1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross? 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Sure,  I  must  fi^ht,  if  I  would  reign : 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 


87. 


1  Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  1  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide. 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


Arlington.   C.  IE. 


Thomas  A.  Arne. 


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2.  Je  -  sus,  Sav-ior,  pure  and  meek  and  mild,  Let  me    ev  -  er     be    Thy  lov  -  ing  child ;  Tho' un-worth-y 

3.  Fain  would  I     to  Thee,  O  Lord,  be  brought,  Blessed  Je-sus!  O,  for  -  bid     it    not;     In     the  kingdom 

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Varina.   CM.   Double. 


Geo.  F.  Root 


92. 


1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

"Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea.  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 
flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


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  has  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 
revived, 
And  now  I  live  in  him. 


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  walT 
Till  traveling  days  are  done. 


1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight. 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might— 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face; 
Oh,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  1 

4  Now  is  the  time— he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and 
swear, 
"Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 


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Sylvanus  B.  Pond,  1835. 


95. 


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Son,  Go  Work  in  My  Vineyard." 

"Son,  go  work  to-day  in  my  vineyard."— Matt.  21:  28. 


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2.  Oh,     ye  brave  men  and  true,  Hear  the  Sa-vior   calling  you  :  "  Son,  go  work  in     my  vineyard  to  -  day." 

3.  Will  you  list  to  his  voice?  Will  you  make  his  work  your  choice?  Will  you  work  in  his  vineyard  to-day? 


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,1st  and  3d  Tenor. 


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2.  See  him  bleeding,  dy-ing,   ris-ing,       To     pre-pare  you  heavenly  rest; 

3.  Now  he   has   not  come  to   judgment,   To  condemn  your  wretched  race ; 

4.  Will  you  plunge  in  endless  darkness,     There  to   bear  e  -  ter  -  nal    pain  ? 
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The  World  for  Christ. 

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1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

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The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers^ 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  aro  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

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


101. 


1  How  helpless  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  her  load! 
The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught  but  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thin© 
To  form  the  heart  anew* 


3  0  change  these  hearts  of  ours, 
And  give  them  life  divine ; 
Then    shall    our   passions    and   our 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine,     [powers, 


102. 


1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep? 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see; 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul, 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weop; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


103. 


1  O  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord! 
O  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 


2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky.  „/ 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar. 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love. 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 


104. 


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Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
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Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above,  ^ 

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110. 


1  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  Oh,  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souIb  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

3  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

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


111. 


1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way. 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 


112. 


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  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  3ion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


113. 


1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky : — 


2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil,— 
Oh !  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And,  oh !  thy  servant,  Lord !  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray. 

And  on  thyself  rely; 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 


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God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Thro'  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  • 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  What  though  thou  rulest  not? 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  "God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well." 

Samuel  Stanley. 


115. 


Come  Unto  Me. 


"Come  unto  me  all  ye  that  labor,  and  are  heavy  laden,  and  I  will  give  you  rest."— Matt.  11:  28. 


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1.  "  Give  me  thy  heart,"  the  sweet  words  fall  Like  whispered  mu  -  sic    on      the  ear  :  "  Give  me  thy  heart,"  the 

2.  And  when  the  noon-tide  scat  -  ters  round  Its     gold  -  en  tints,  its    rich  -  est  hues,  Then,  then  is  heard  the 

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120. 


1  "Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

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And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

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In  su,ch  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing;  herself  away 
To  everlasting  blias. 


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1  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  lowl    heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 


122. 


1  O,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 

Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe,  [blood, 

"When   martyred   saints,  baptized   in 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 
"Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 


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1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


2  0,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 

And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 


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1  Once  more,  before  we  part, 

O,  bless  the  Saviour's  name; 
Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 
Adore  and  praise  the  same. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  came. 

That  blessing  still  impart; 
"We  met  in  Jesus'  sacred  name, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 

Help  us  to  feed  and  grow. 
Still  to  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  we  know. 


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125. 


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1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

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

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 

O,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone; 

.Still  support  and  comfort  me; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 


S  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart; 

Rise  to  all  eteruity. 


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1  Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or 'fair, 
Lovely  forms  or  beauties  rare, 
But  before  my  eyes  they  bring 
Christ,  of  beauty  Source  and  Spring. 
When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  golden  sunbeams  rise, 
Then  my  Saviour's  form  I  find 
Brightly -imaged  on  my  mind. 

2  When  I  see  in  spring-tide  gay, 
Fields  their  varied  tints  display, 
Wakes  the  thrilling  thought  in  me,— 
What  must  their  Creator  be? 

Lord  of  all  that's  fair  to  see, 
Come,  reveal  thyself  to  me; 
Let  me,  'mid  thy  radiant  light, 
See  thine  unveiled  glories  bright. 


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1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
We  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 


2  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 
Lord !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  .Callow  thee. 


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Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure- 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know; 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone, 
In  my  hand  no  i^rice  I  biing, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling, 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown. 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne,— 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


Rock  of  Ages. 


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3.  In     the  arms  of    Je-sus,  Sweetly  rest,    safe-ly  rest ;  Cast  thy  weary     spir-it  Up  -  on    his  lov-ing  breast. 

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"This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made;  we  will  rejoice  and  be  glad  in  it."—  Psa.  128:  24. 


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Let    the     her  -  aids     fly    with   the   precious  word,  Till     all     shall  fol  -  low     and     o  -  bey    the    Lord. 


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139. 


1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise. 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 

Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 


140. 


1  Depth  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear,- 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 


2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls 


3  Now  incline  me  to  repent, 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament ; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


141. 


1  Holy  Bible !  book  divine ! 
Precious  treasure !  thou  art  mine ! 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came ; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am ; 


2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love; 
Mine  art  thou  to  guide  my  feet; 
Mine,  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit; 


3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless; 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith 
Man  can  triumph  over  death 


142 . 


1  Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey ; 
Sweeter  lesson  can  not  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move ; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace. 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy ; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 


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143. 


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2.  At  his  feet  confess  your  sins ;  Seek  forgiveness  there ;  For  his  blood  can  make  yoa  clean — He  will  hear  your 

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I  Will  Journey  on  With  Jesus. 

'Lord,  I\vill  follow  tlice  whithersoever  thou  gocat." — Luke  9:  57 


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Under  the  Blood. 

"The  blood  of  Christ  cleanseth  from  all  sin." — 1  John  1:  7. 


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2.  All       the  ties      of    earth  -  ly  friendship,  Prom  -  is  -  es       of   earth  -  ly      store,  Take  them  now,  dear 

3.  Fame  nor  wealth  can  tempt  me  from  thee,  All      compared  with  thee    is     dross  ;  Want  and  pain     I 

4.  Ly   -  ing     at      the  cross,  dear   Sav-ior,    Gov  -  ered    by      re-demp-tion's  blood,     I        am   rest  -  ing 


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Lord,     if     need  be,  That     my  heart  may  love    the    more.    Un  -  der  the  blood,  the   cleansing  blood, 

count     as     treasures,  If       they  bind   me     to       the    cross. 

on         thy     mer  -  it,  Un  -  der-neath  thy  cleans-ing  blood. 

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Roll  the  Song. 


"A  multitude  of  the  heavenly  host  praising  Goa  ana  saying,  mory  to  God  In  the  highest."— Luke  2:  14. 
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1.  Mor-tals     awake!  with  aii-gels  join,  And  chant  the  sol-emn  lay;  Joy,  love  and  grat-i-tude  combine,  To 

2.  In  heav'n  the  rapturous  song  began,  And  sweet  ser-aph  -  ic    fire    Thro'  all  the  shin-ing  legions  ran,  And 

3.  Down  thro'  the  portals  of     the  sky  The  strains  of  inu  -  sic  ran,   And  an-gels  flew  with  ea-ger  joy,  To 

4.  With  joy  the  cho  -  rus   we     re-peat,  "  Glo-ry     to    God  on  high  !"  Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete,  Thro' 

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strung  and  tuned  the  lyre.   Eoll  the  song, 

bear    the  news  to    man. 

Christ  who  came  to    die.  Eoll  the  song, 

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roll  the  song,  Let   ev    -    'ry      heart    and 


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1  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise ; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it, 
|      Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home; 
Jesus  sought  me,  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

S  O  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee;. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love, 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


149. 


1  Hark !  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling, 

"  Who  will  go  and  work  to-day? 
Fields  are  white  and  harvests  waiting, 

Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away?" 
Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Rich  reward  he  offers  free; 
Who  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 

"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me  J " 

2  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

"There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you: 
Take  the  task  he  gives  you  gladly; 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be; 
Answer  quickly,  when  he  calleth, 

"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me!" 


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1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd,  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tender  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare : 

|| :  Blessed  Jesus,  Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are  :| 


2  We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us. 
Be  the  guardian  of  our  way ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  \x% 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray : 

|| :  Blessed  Jesus,  Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  O  hear  us,  when  we  pray  :| 


151. 


1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

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

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  sbalt  bat 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All    I've  sought,  and  hoped,  and 
known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  m<V  j 

They  have  left  my  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 
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Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 


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E.  D.  MUND. 


I  Have  Found  Sweet  Peace. 

"Having  made  peace  through  Vie  blood  of  the  cross."— Col.  1:  20. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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2.  When  the  cross  shines  out   to     the  grop  -  ing  heart,  How  the  clouds  of    sin  are  brok-en,  swift  de  -  part ; 

3.  As      the    riv  -  er     flows    so      se  -  rene  and  deep,   So    this   tide     of  peace  me   ev  -  er    on  shall  sweep ; 

4.  In      the   way     of  peace  Christ  will  guide  our  feet,    Till   as   King  of  Peace  we  all   his  face  shall  greet ; 


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And  the  sun  shines  out   with  its  heaven-ly      ray, 
Its      re  -fresh-ing  waves  shall  my  soul     re  -  store, 
For  with  gos  -  pel  peace   are  our    feet    well  shod, 


I    have  found  my    Sav-ior,     I      am    ful  -  ly  blest. 
For  the  night   of      sor-row  now  has  passed  a  -  way. 
And  its   burn-ing  lips  shall  parch  with  thirst  no  more. 
And  the  way     is  paved  with  promis  -  es      of    God. 


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the  peace  of  God,  the  peace  of  God, 

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L.  H.  DOWLING. 
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Jesus  is  Mine. 

"My  beloved  is  mine."— Cant.  6:  3. 


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1.  Praise  God,  I've  found  the  way,  Je  -  sus  is  mine;  He  keeps  me    ev  -  'ry  day,     Je  -  sus  is  mine. 

2.  Earth's  pleasures  all   al  -  loy,     Je  -  sus  is  mine;  Here,  here  is  peace  and  joy,   Je  -  sus  is  mine. 

3.  Earth's  gains  I  count  but  dross,  Je  -  sus  is  mine;  In     cling-ing    to     the  Cross,  Je  -  6us  is  mine. 

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Tho'  earth  is  bright  and  fair,  Brighter  my  home  "up  there,"  Undimmed  by  dark  despair,  Je  -  sus  is  mine. 
Let  death's  unyielding  wave  Lay     me  with-in  the  grave,  Je  -  sus,  my  Lord,  can  save,  Je  -  sus  is  mine. 


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The  Shadow  of  Thy  Wing. 

'Hide  me  under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings." — Psa.  17:  8. 


E.  S.  LOREXZ. 


1.  Safe  from  all     the  world's  alarms,  Safe  from  all  that  pains  or  harms,    I     will  rest  be-neath  the  shadow 

2.  Near  God's  blessed  heart   of   love,  Like   a     worn  and  wea  -  ry  dove,    I    am  sheltered  from  the  storms  that 

3.  From  these  shelt'ring  wings  of  love  May    I     nev  -  er,  nev  -  er   rove,     But  in  peace  and  joy  for  -  ev  -  er 


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Friend  of  All. 


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2.  Fix      on   thee  our  whole  af  -  fec-tion — Love  di  -  vine;      Keep  us  thine,  Safe   in  thy    pro 

3.  Bring  us     ev  -  'ry     mo-ment  near-er;     Fair-er      rise        In     our  eves —  Dear-er  still    and 

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2.  Je  -  sus,   thy  name  shall  be  my   theme,  While  in    this  vale      of  tears ;    Shall  brightly     on      my 

3.  Thy  glorious  name,  spoke  at  the     tomb,    Shall  bid    the  sleep  -  ers  rise  ;     Dis  -  pel     the  dark-ness 

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1  Praise  the  Lord;  ye  heavens!  adore 

him; 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height! 

Sun  and  moon  !  rejoice  before  him; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 

&  Praise  the  Lord;  for  he  hath  spoken; 
Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
baws,  which  never  shall  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

J8  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious ; 
Never  shall  his  promise  fail; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 

Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation! 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 


158. 


1  There's  a  fullness  in  God's  mercy, 

Like  the  fullness  of  the  sea : 

There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice, 

Which  is  more  than  liberty. 


2  There's  no  place  where  earthly  sorrows 

Are  more  felt  than  up  in  heaven ; 
There's  no  place  where  earthly  failings 
Have  such  kindly  j  udgment  given. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  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, 


159. 


1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I'll  rest  forever  viewing 

Mercy  poured  in  streams  of  blood: 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 


3  Lord,  in  ceaseless  contemplation 
Fix  my  thankful  heart  on  thee. 
Till  I  taste  thy  full  salvation, 
And  thine  unveil'd  glory  see. 


160. 


1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me; 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 


Sicilian  Hymn.   8s  &  7s 


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1  Zion  etands  with  hills  surrounded, 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arnis  combine ; 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish, 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish, 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

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Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

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Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight; 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


167. 


1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah ! 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand; 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 


3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  the  swelling  stream  divide ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


168. 


1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  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  foundly  dream; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him: 

This  he  gives  you, — 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  'till  your  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all: 

Not  the  righteous, — 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 


169. 


1  In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 

We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near; 

Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 

Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear; 

Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  length- 

ened, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strength* 

ened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  cloud  in  heaven  we  see. 


170. 


1  Lord,  dismiss  US  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 

O,  refresh  us  I 
Traveling  through  the  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given 

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No     more  my  own,     I     am  bought  with  a  price,  More  precious  than     the    stars     was  the  sac  - 

A    -    ges    of    bliss  shall  be  thrilled  by  the  song,  All     glo  -  ry      to        the  Lamb  !  ech-oes  back  the  throng. 

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"Blessed  are  they  which  are  called  to  the  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb." — Rev.  19:  9. 


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

It  must  not  suffer  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  I 

The  trumpet  call  obey; 
Foith  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. 


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, 

And,  watching  unto  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, 
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1  The  morning  light  Is  breaking, 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears ; 
Eacn  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answers  brings; 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

"With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  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." 


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Flow  joyfully  along? 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song; 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

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

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The  sacred  shout  shajl  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply ; 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
The  hallelujah  swelling 

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1  Unfurl  the  Temp'rance  Banner, 

And  fling  it  to  the  breeze, 
And  let  the  glad  hosanna 

Sweep  over  land  and  seas; 
To  God  be  all  the  glory 

For  what  we  now  behold— 
Oh,  let  the  cheering  story 

In  every  ear  be  told. 


2  The  drunkard  shall  not  perish 

In  Alcohol's  dire  chain, 
But  wife  and  children  cherish 

Within  his  home  again  ; 
And  sobered  men,  repenting,    ' 

Will  bow  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Their  thankful  hearts  relenting 

Before  the  mercy-seat. 


3  A  new-waked  zeal  is  burning 

In  this  and  every  land, 
And  thousands  now  are  turning 

To  join  our  temp'rance  band; 
The  light  of  truth  is  shining 

In  many  a  darkened  soul; 
Ere  long  its  rays  combining 

Will  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 


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PRISCILLA  J,  OWENS 


Let  Us  Praise  Him. 

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Wash  all  their  sins  away. 


3  This  fountain  cleanses  from  all  sin, 

And  purifies  the  soul ; 
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And  sanctify  the  whole. 
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For  every  one  there's  room  ; 

"tHo  !  every  one,"  my  soul  replies, 
"  Now  to  the  fountain  come." 


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3.  Know,  thou  art   led     by  him,    Who     is       thy  life,    thy     rest ;     He    holds  thee  tho'  un  -  seen   Close 

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1  From  Greenland's  ley  mountains, 

Prom  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high — 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation,  O  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

3  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Re<_>eemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  Miss  returns  to  reign. 


186. 


1  How  beauteous,  on  the  mountains, 

The  feet  of  him  that  brings, 
Like  streams  from  living  fountains, 

Good  tidings  of  good  things; 
That  publisheth  salvation, 

And  jubilee  release, 
To  every  tribe  and  nation, 

God's  reign  of  joy  and  peace! 

2  Lift  up  thy  voice,  oh,  watchman  t 

And  shout,  from  Zion's  towers, 
Thy  hallelujah  chorus, — 

"The  victory  is  ours ! " 
The  Lord  shall  build  up  Zion 

In  glory  and  renown, 
And  Jesus,  Judah's  lion, 

Shall  wear  his  rightful  crown. 

3  Break  forth  in  hymns  of  gladness ; 

Oh,  waste  Jerusalem! 
Let  songs,  instead  of  sadness, 

Thy  jubilee  proclaim; 
The  Lord,  in  strength  victorious, 

Upon  thy  foes  hath  trod; 
Behold,  oh,  earth  I  the  glorious 

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1  Our  country's  voice  is  pleading, 

Ye  men  of  God,  arise  ! 
His  providence  is  leading, 

The  land  before  you  lies; 
Day -gleams  are  o'er  it  brightening, 

And  promise  clothes  the  soil; 
Wide  fields,  for  harvest  whitening. 

Invite  the  reaper's  toil. 

2  Go  where  the  waves  are  breaking 

On  California's  shore, 
Christ's  precious  gospel  taking, 

More  rich  than  golden  ore ; 
On  Alleghany's  mountains, 

Through  all  the  western  vale, 
Beside  Missouri's  fountains, 

Rehearse  the  wondrous  tale. 

3  The  love  of  Christ  unfolding, 

Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 
Till  all,  his  cross  beholding, 

In  him  are  fully  blest. 
Great  Author  of  salvation, 

Haste,  haste  the  glorious  day, 
When  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 

Tay  sceptre  shall  obey.  . 


188. 


E.  D.  MUND. 


Sing  of  His  Tender  Mercy. 

'I  will  praise  thee  for  thij  loving  kindness."—  Psa.  138:  2. 


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3.  Sing    in  strains  of   an  -  gel  -  ic  pow'r,  Sing  of  His  ten-der  mer-cy  !  Sing     in  glad-ness  each  day  and  hour, 


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1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
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Saviour  divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
0,let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

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

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

From  thee  aside. 

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1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise; 


Father,  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  US, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Come,  thou  Incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success; 
Spirit  of  holiness  I 
On  us  descend. 


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1  God  bless  our  native  land! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 

Through  storm  and  night; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave ! 
Do  thou  our  country  save, 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies; 

On  him  we  wait; 
Thou,  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guardian,  with  watchful  eye. 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry,— 

God  save  the  State  I 


196. 


My  country !  'tis  of  thee. 
Sweet  land  of  liberty. 

Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died! 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride  I 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring  I 


2  My  native  country,  thee,— 
Land  of  the  noble,  free,— 

Thy  name— I  love; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  i 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 
Like  that  above. 


3  Our  fathers*  God !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 
To  thee  we  sing : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright, 
With  freedom's  holy  lights 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 
Great  God,  our  King!, ' 


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Praise  Ye  the  Lord. 


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INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


This  index  is  intended  to  aid  the  chorister  or  superintendent  in   selecting  songs  best  adapted  for  the 
topics  in  use  on  any  occasion.      The  figures  refer  to  the  number  of  the  hymn. 


Activity— 2,  3,  24,  27,  54,  63,  72,  83,  95,  132,  136,  137,  145,  151. 
Bible — 16,  69,  141,  174. 
Christ — 

Advent  of,  147,  214,  219. 

Life  of,  102,   156. 

Death  of,  29,  66,  87,  91. 

Resurrection  of,  203. 

A  Fountain,  38,  56,  79,  183. 

A  King,  21,  28,  35,  50,  208. 

A  Light,  41,  131. 

A  Refuge,  17,  88,  133,  134,  154,  166. 

A  Savior,  61,  62,  89,  96,  ioi,  ro8,  135,  155. 

A  Shepherd,  150. 

Second  Advent  of,  15. 
Closing  School — 124,  170,  217. 

Coming  to  Christ — 6,  19,  23,  42,  43,  115,  129,  139,  201. 
Consecration — 11,  18,  20,  33,  38,  76,  77,  84,  113,  121,  146,  148,  167, 

192,  204,  208. 
Death — 48,  103. 
Faith — 58,  05,  74,  114,  165,  193. 
Heaven — 32,  42,  59,  81,  92,  104,  105,  122,  191,  199,  200,  205,  213. 


Holy  Spirit — 75. 

Hope — 125. 

Invitation — 12,  13,  42,  67,  93,  118,  149,  168,  171,  181. 

Jesus — 57,  64,  68,  218. 

Joy— 30,  85,  94,  119,  152,  153. 

Judgment — 31,  49,  143. 

Love — 45,  100,  142,  201,  206. 

Missionary — 8,  53,  73,  97,  99,  109,   173.   174,   177,  178,  185,  186,  197. 

202,  216. 
National — 187,  195,  196. 

Opening  School — 98,  112,  128,  130,  138,  169,  188,  194. 
Praise — 1,  7,  9,  10,  r4,  39,  80,  .110,  111,  157,  164,  171,  180.  207. 
Prayer — 47,  58,  78,  127,  198. 
Primary  Department — 5,  43,  52,  60,  106,  116,  126,  144,  162,  164, 

209,  215. 
Rest — 4,  107,  184. 
Sabbath  Day — 82,  120,  190. 
Salvation — 22,  36,  55,  140,  158,  163,  172,  175,  182. 
Temperance — 179,  210. 

Trust— 25,  26,  34,  37,  44,  46,  51,  70,  117,  160.  161,  217 
Warfare — 71,  86,  123,  176,  189. 


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INDEX. 


TITLES    IN    SMALL    CAPITALS,    FIRST    LINE    IN    LOWER    CASE. 


NUMBER. 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 113 

Alas !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  ? 87 

All  forme 91 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 50 

All  hail  to  Christ,  our  King 208 

All  I  am  and  own,  dear  Savior 146 

All  the  world  for  Jesus 197 

All  the  World  is  Praising  Him....     53 
Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound. .     55 

Am  I  a  Soldier  of  the  cross  ? 86 

A  rest  for  me 107 

A  Sinner's  Prayer 127 

As  the  Light  of  the  Morning 212 

Awake  and  sing  the  song in 

Awake,  awake,  make  ready  for  the  fight.     71 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve. . .     54 

Beneath  thy  Cross 117 

P.eside  all  Waters 97 

Better  Farther  on 191 

Blessed  Savior  !    with  thy  thorny  crown.     91 

Blessed  Words 69 

Bless  the  Lord 164 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 121 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 100 

By  and  by 4 

By  the  River 40 

Call  me  Home 105 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 132 

Chime  on,  Sweet  Bells 138 

Christmas 214 

Closer  to  Thee 192 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,   HEavenly  Dove. . . .     75 

Come,  Join  our  Sabbath  Song 106 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs....     66 
Come,  let  us  search  God's  holy  word...   217 


NUMBER. 

Come,  oh  come  to  Jesus 135 

Come,  sing  the  praise  of  Jesus 203 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King 194 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. . . .   148 

Come  to  Jesus,  Little  One 144 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 198 

Come  unto  me 115 

Come,  ye  Disconsolate 62 

Come,  ye  Sinners,  poor  and  needy 16S 

Coming  to  the  Waters 79 

Coronation 50 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be  ? 140 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ? 102 

Do  not  take  away  our  Sabbath 190 

Draw    me,    dear    Savior,   still   closer   to 
thee 192 

Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair 131 

Far,  far  over  the  Sea 73 

Father,   I  come  to  thee 204 

Father,   I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 58 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 46 

First  of  All 2 

Fly,  O  Fly  to  the  Fountain 183 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 38 

Forgive  and  Forget 201 

Friend  of  All 155 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 9 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows....  17 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 185 

From  Zion's  sacred  mountain 183 

Gathering  the  Sheaves 109 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 65 

Give  me  thy  Heart 118 

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NUMBER. 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 114 

Glad  we  come  with  our  songs 188 

Gloria  Patri 220 

Glory  to  the  Lamb 14 

Go  and  sow  beside  all  waters 97 

God  bless  our  native  land 19s 

Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent 27 

Go,  work  in  my  Vineyard 63 

Go  ye  forth  to  the  fields  of  labor 109 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 167 

Hallelujah 219 

Happy  in  Jesus 30 

Hark!    the   cry   sounds  from  eternity's 

brink 13 

Hark!   the  notes  of  angels  singing 14 

Hark  !  there  is  a  blessed  call 175 

Hark!  the  song  of  temp'rance  swelling.  210 

Hark!  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 149 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 139 

Have  you  builded  on  the  sure  founda- 
tion      61 

Hear  the  battle-shout  gladly  ringing  out.   197 

Hear  the  heavens   ring 219 

Hear  the  music  ringing 162 

Hear  the  Savior  calling 42 

Hear  the  voice  of  the   Lord 95 

He  is  Calling 181 

He  is  Waiting  now  to  Save 6 

He  is  worthy 203 

He  shall  be  as  the  light  of  the  morning.  212 
He  will   gather    the  Wheat  in  his 

Ga  rner 31 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine 141 

How  beauteous  on  the  mountains 186 

How  helpless  nature   lies 101 


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HOW   MUCH   OWEST   THOU? 2l6 

How  sweet,   how  heavenly  is  the  sight.     45 

How    SWEET   THE     NAME   OF    CHRIST    TO 

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How   sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds.     57 

I  am  Coming,  Lord,  to  thee 23 

I  am  Coming,  O  my  Saviour 79 

.1  am  longing  for   heaven 81 

I  am  looking,  Lord 127 

I  am  safe  whatever  may  betide  me  ...     88 

I  am  Standing  on  the  Rock 51 

I  am  sure  I  shall  see  Jesus 213 

I  am    the  way,    Oh    hear    the    blessed 

Savior  say 42 

I  Come  to  thee 204 

I  have  Found  a  Sweet  Peace, 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say. 

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I  love  thy  Kingdom,  Lord 
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Which  way  are  You  going? 171 

V  hile  I.  ne  in  this  vale  I  must  wander.  =05 
While  thv  cheeks  with  health  are  flowing.    2 

Whosoever  will  may  Come .'  129 

Who  stands  outside  the  closed  door?...  12 
Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow?..  48 
Why  standest  thou  all  the  day  idle?....     63 

Wonderful  Salvation 163 

Words  01    Spirit  and  Life 16 


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