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ONWARD,  UPWARD. 

Rev.  John  Parker,  Chas.  H,  Gabriel. 


1.  Onward,  upward,  soldier   true,  Jesus  loves  to  trust  in  you 

2.  Onward,  upward,  soldier    true,  All  you  can  you  ought  to  do 

3.  Onward,  upward,  soldier    true,  Jesus  gave  His  life  for  you; 

4.  Onward,  upward,  soldier  true;  Mansions  are  a- waiting  you!  ^ 

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All  the  treasures  of  His  cause.  All  the  purchase  of  His  cross; 
For  the  hon  -or  of  His  name.  For  the  glo  -  ry  of  His  fame; 
He  is  watching  from  a-bove,— Give  Him  all  your  life  and  love; 
Bravely  bear  His  white  flag  on.  Soon  the  vie  -  fry  will  be  won. 


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For  the  suc-cor  of  His  saints,  He  confides  in  you ! 
For  His  kingdom's  large  increase,  He  confides  in  you  1 
For  His  ban-ner's  vic-to  -  ry,  He  confides  in  you! 
Would  you  wear  His  royal  crown?  He  confides  in  you! 


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Courage,  soldier,  Christ  is  near.  He  will  conquer,  nev-er  fear 


Faithful  children  of    the  light.  Ye  shall  walk  with  Him  in  white. 


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COPYRIGHT,   1894.,  BY  CHAS    H,   GABRIEL. 


TECOST 


poru/ard  (Jospel  /Hoi/efnept, 


INTERNATIONAL,  INTERDENOMINATIONAL. 


ADAPTED  TO  ALL 


cCheistian  Gatherings,  Especially  to  Aggressive  Eeyival 
Work,  Camp  Meetings,  Conventions,  Sabbath 
Schools,  Epworth  League  and  Chris- 
tian Endeavor  Conventions 


Social  Morebip  (n  tbe  Cburcb. 


EDITED    BY 


6HAS.  H.  GABRlBb,  and  I^EV.  ISAAC  NAYLOR. 


COPYRIGHT,  18a4,  BY  GEOt^GE  HUGKtES. 


EUBLI SHEBS 

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To  Book  Makers  and  Publishers. 

Almost  eveky  song  contained  in  this 
BOOK  IS  copyright  propebty.  Each  one 
OF  them,  (which  bears  a  legal  notice,) 
either  the  words,or  music,  or  the  words 
and  music  combined,  ob  the  arrange- 
ment of  one  or  both,  having  been  duly 
copyrighted,  separately,  in  strict  con- 
formity with  the  law,  it  is  illegal  for 
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The       VALUABLE       CONTRIBUTIONS,       NOT 

ORIGINAL  WITH  "Songs  of  the  Pentecost," 
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All  persons  are  therefore  cautioned 
against  infringement. 

CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL, 
CHICAGO,  1894.        ISAAC  NAYLOR. 


Boston  University 
School  of  Theology  Library 


ANDERSON  BROS.   MUSIC  TYPOGRAPHERS,  834  DEARBORN  ST.,  CHICAGO,  ILL, 


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PRAISE  HIS  NAME, 


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2.  When  I  faint,  His  grace  upholdeth  me;  Praise  His  name,  praise  His  name! 

3.  Cares  of  life  have    o  -  ver-tak-  en  me,  Praise  His  name,  praise  His  name! 


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With  His  heav'nly  man  -  na  feed-ing  me;  Praise  His  ho  -  ly  name. 
When  I  fear,  His  arms  en-fold-eth  me;  Praise  His  ho  -  ly  name. 
Yet      He    nev  -  er  has     for-sak  -  en  me.  Praise  His  ho  -    ly    name. 


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BE  A  GOLDEN  SUNBEAM 


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Companion  to  "Scatter  Sunshine."    No.  115. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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No.  3.        IN  THE  SHADOW  OF  THE  CROSS. 


E.  R.  Latta. 


J.  H.  Tennet. 


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2.  On  the  cross    my  Sav-ior  suffer'd,    That  He  might  a-tone   for  me: 

3.  When  my  heart  is  full    of    troub-le,  Then    I    love,  on  bend-ed  knee, 

4.  Bless-ed    Sav  -  ior,  Thou  wilt  hear  me  When  I  make  my  earn-est  plea, 


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To    approach  Him,    in    the  shad-ow   Of   the  cross  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry. 

If    I    kneel    with  -  in    the  shad-ow   Of   the  cross  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry. 

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No.  4. 

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2.  Thou  art  pure,  O,    Ho  -  ly    Sav  -  ior,  White -robed,  spotless,  I  would  be; 

3.  Thou  art  pure,  E  -  ter  -  nal  Spir  -  it,  Breathe  Thy  Spir-it      in  -  to  mine; 

4.  Fa  -  ther.  Son,  E  -  ter  -  nal  Spir  -  it,     Ev  -  er  bless  -  ed   Trin  -  i  -  ty, 

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COPYRIGHT,    1893,    BY  CHAS.    H.   GABRIBL. 


No.  5. 


WOULD  YOU  SEE  JESUS? 


F.    G.    BUKKOUGHS. 


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2.  Would  you  see    Je-sus?  Then  leave  the  husks  and  swine!  Hark!  for  He  bids 

3.  Would  you  see    Je-sus?  Then  come  to  Him    to  -  day,  Quick-lv  now  cast 


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thee  freely  "come  and  dine!"Trust  the  sweet  promise,  "He  will  not  cast  thee  out!" 
yourfilth-y    rags    a  -  way;     For  you  He  purchased   a  robe  of  righteousness: 


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COPRIGHT,    1894,   BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  6. 


SEND  THE  LIGHT. 


C.  H.  G. 


Chas.  ET.  Gabkiee. 


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1.  There's  a  call  comes  ringing  o'er  the  restless  wave^'-'Send  the  light! 

2.  We  have  heard  the  Ma  -  ce-do  -  nian  call  to  -  daj, 

3.  Let  us  pray  that  grace  may  ev'ry- where  a-boBia^, 

4.  Let  us   not   grow  wea-ry   in    the  work  of  lo^ve,  "Send  the  light' 


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And    a  gold-en     off'ring  at    the  cross  we    lay, 
And  a  Christ-like  spir-it    ev  -'ry- where  be  found: 
Send  the  light!"  Let  us  gath-er     jew- els  for     a  crown  a -hove, 

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COPYRIGHT,  1890,  1894.       GEO.  F.   ROSCHE,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


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LIVING  IN  CANAAN. 


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2.  "Wor-thy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry,  "To    be    ex  -  alt  -  ed  thus!" 

3.  Je    -    sus     is    wor-thy       to    re-ceive  Hon  -  or  and  pow'r  di  -  vine; 

4.  Let      all  that  dwell  a  -  bove  the  sky,  And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 

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"Wor-thy  the  Lamb!"  our  lips  re  -  ply,  "For    He  was  slain  for  us." 
And  blessings,  more  than  we   can  give,    Be,  Lord,  for  -  ev  -  er    Thine! 
Con-spire    to    lift  Thy    glo  -  ries  high.  And  speak  Thine  endless  praise. 
Of     Him  who  sits    up  -  on  the  throne.  And     to     a  -  dore  the  Lamb! 


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I'm  liv    -    -     ing    in  Canaan  now,  I'm  liv    -     -    ing    in  Canaan  now; 

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COPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEU 


No.  8. 

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LOOK  AND  LIVE. 


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mes  -  sage  from  the  Lord,  Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah! 
mes  -  sage  full  of  Love,  Hal  -le  -  lu  -  jah! 
of  -  fered   un    -     to    thee,     Hal  -  le    -   lu  -  jah! 


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mes-sage,  oh,  my  friend,  for  you: 
ter  -  nal  life  thy  soul  shall  have 
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Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah!  Look  to     Je  -  sus,  who      a  -    lone  can  save. 

Hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah!       I  trust  -  ed  and     He  saved  my  soul. 


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2.  I    love  Thee,  be-cause  Thou  Hast  first  lov  -  ed     me.    And  purchased  my 

3.  I'll  love  Thee  in      life,      I   will  love  Thee  in  death.  And  praise  Thee  as 

4.  In  man-sions  of     glo  -    ry  And  end-less    de  -  light,  I'll     ev  -  er      a  - 


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Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


A.  J.  ShO WALTER. 

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2.  Oh,  how  sweet  to  walk  in   this  pilgrim  way,  Leaning  on     the  Ev  -  er  - 

3.  What  have  I      to  do,   what  have  I     to  fear.  Leaning  on    the  Ev  -  er  - 


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bright  the  path  grows  from  day  to  day, 
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No.  11. 


COME  INTO  THE  FOLD, 


Mrs.  L.  M.  Beal  Bateman. 

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Chas.  H  Gabriel. 


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2.  The  Shep-herd    is    call-ing,  Oh,  why 

3.  Too  long  you    are  wait-ing,  Oh,    do 

4.  The  pas  •  tares  are  green,  and  the  wa  - 

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in  -  to  the  fold;  The  mo-men ts  are  fly-ing,  oh,  come  then  to-day,  Come 

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No.  12. 


THE  CROSS, 


Dr.  BoNAR.     , 

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sins  on     Je  -  sus  laid,   Hal-le-lu  -  jah  for  the 

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No.  13. 

Dr.  E.  H.  Stokes. 


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FAITH  TRIUMPHANT 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  I      be-  lieve  that  Je  -  sns  suffered,  Drank  the  vin  -  e  -  gar  and  gall; 

2.  I     was   lost   in     sin  and    sor-row,    Je  -  sus  Christ  redeem'd  my  soul; 

3.  Sin  had  left   its  stain  up  -  on    me,    But  "All  power"  can  all  things  do; 

4.  I    was  troubled,   He  was  qui  -  et;    And,  be  -  liev  -  ing,    so   was     I; 

5.  For  all   mer-cies  grant-ed    to    me.  Praise  em -ploy    my    lat  -  est  breath ; 

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I      be-lieved,  and   He  de  -  liv-ered!    Let  the  bless 
Then  my  faith,  the  blood  ap-ply-ing,  Praise  His  name, 
Tempted — but,  be-liev-ing,  triumphed;  Down — faith 
And,    if     to      the  end  en  -  dur-ing.  Faith  will  con  - 


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He  cleansed  me, too. 
gave  me  wings  to  fly. 
quer    e  -  ven  death. 


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No.  14, 


THE  BLOOD  OF  JESUS, 


2(i  and  3d  stanzas  by  C.  D.  E 


Arr.  by  C.  D.  Emebson. 


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1.  We'll  sliout  and  sing,  make  heaven  ring  with  prais  -  es     to    our  King, 

2.  In      cheer-ful   lays     our  voic  -  es  raise     to     Him  our  songs  of  praise; 

3.  His    name  so  sweet,  His  love  complete    we    own,  and  kiss  His  feet; 


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We  loud  pro-claim  His  bless-ed  name,  and  wonders  of  His 
To       pu  -  ri  -  fy     and  sane  -  ti  -  fy,  His  prom  - 1  -    ses      are 


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While  this,  the  sto  -  ry  sweet,  we  joy  -  ful  -  ly  re  -  peat,- 
AU      glo  -   ry  to      His  name  with   rapt  -  ure      we  pro  -  claim- 

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Edwin  H.  Nevin,  D.  D 


BENEATH  HIS  WING 


J.  H.  Fillmore. 


1.  Be-neath  His  wing  I  sweet-ly  rest,  While  balmy  peace  reigns  in  my  breast; 

2.  A-midst  all  dangers,  seen  or  known,  His  guardian  wing  is  o'er  me  thrown; 

3.  This  heav'nly  wing,  so  widely  spread,  Is   o  -  ver    me  wher-e'er  I  tread; 

4.  When  wasting  on  the  bed  of  death,    I  still  can  sing  with  dying  breath: 


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I  nev  -  er  need  a  foe  to  dread,  While  His  bright  Aviiig  is  o'er  me  spread. 
It  soothes  me  with  its  magic  pow'r.  And  turns  to  light  the  darkest  hour. 
It  ban  -  ish  -  es  all  gloom  and  fear  To  feel  assured  His  wing  is  near. 
For  round  me  I  can  clear-ly  see  Christ's  wing  of  love  o'er-arch-ing  me. 

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No.  16.        THROUGH  ALL  ETERNITY. 


J.  Addison. 


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1.  When  all     Thy  mer-cies,    O     my  God,  My   ris  -  ing   soul  sur-veys, 

2.  O     how  can  words  with  equal  warmth  The  grat  -  i  -  tude  de  -  clare, 

3.  To     all     my  weak  complaints  and  cries,  Thy  mer-cy   lent  an     ear, 
3.  Thro'  ev  -  'ry    pe  -  riod   of    my  life  Thy  good-ness    I'll  pur -sue; 


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Ere    yet    my  fee-ble  thoughts  had  learned  To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 
And     af  -  ter  death,  in   dis-tant  worlds.  The  pleasing  theme  re  -  new. 


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No.  17. 


BY  AND  BY. 


Words  and  Melody  by  Isaac  Natlor. 


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1.  Tu  yon  land    of  light  and  glo  -  ry,  On  yon  bright  im-mor-tal 

2.  In  yon  land  so  pure  and  changeless,  Where  no  pain  or  anguish 

3.  In  yon  land   so  rich  with  treasure,  In   yon  pal  -  ace  home  a  - 

4.  In  yon  land  that  knows  no  sadness,  In  yon  clirae   so  fair  and 

5.  In  yon  land  we'll  meet  to  nev  -  er    Sin  or  grieve  our  Sav-ior 


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There  we'll  live  in  end-less  pleasure,  Bath  -  ing  in  our  Sav-ior's  love. 
There  the  saints  with  joy  and  gladness,  Bask  in  heav'n's  resplendent  light. 
There  we'll  meet  and  ne'er  shall  sever.  Where  the   toils   of  life  are  o'er. 


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No.  18 


BRING  THEM  TO  JESUS. 


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1.  Do  life's  cares  and  bur-dens  oft    op-press  you? 

2.  Are  your  lov'd  ones  wand 'ring  from  the  Sav-ior? 

3.  Do  tempt-a  -  tious  oft  -  en     o  -  ver-take  you? 


Bring  them  to  Jesus, 
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Bring  them  to  Je  sus, 


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bring  them  to  Je-sus;  Do  you  long  that  all  may  seek  His  fa  -  vor? 
bring  them  to    Je-sus;  He's    a  Friend  who  nev  -  er    will   for-sake  you; 


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JUST  BEYOND  THE  RIUER, 


Fred.  VVoodrow. 


T.  C.  O'Kane. 


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1.  There's  a  cit  -  y  bright  and  fair,  Just  beyond,  beyond  the  riv-er.  All  are 

2.  Sin     and  sor-row  are    no  more,  Just  beyond,  beyond  the  river;  Death  comes 

3.  There  we  shall  with  Je-sus  meet.  Just  beyond,  beyond  the   riv-er;  And  the 

4.  In      that  cit-y  bright  and  fair,    Just  beyond,  beyond  the   riv-er;  All  at 


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An-gels  walk   the  plains  of    light.  And  there 
Pain   or     sick-ness  none  shall  bear,    All     are 
Men  of    God   and  saints  of    old,      Mar-tyrs 
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2.  On     that  bright  and  cloud-less  morn-ing  when    the  dead  in  Christ  shall 

3.  Let     us       la  -    bor  for     the   Mas  -  ter  from   the  dawn  till  set- ting 


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HAVE  MERCY, 


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1.  A  -   las!  and  did   ray    Sav  -  ior  bleed,  And    did   my  Sovereign  die? 

2.  Was      it    for  crimes  that    I       had   done  He  groaned  up  -  on    the    tree? 

3.  Well  might  the  siin   in      dark-ness    hide,  And   shut  his  glo-ries    in, 

4.  Thus  might  I     hide  my   blush -ing    face  While   His  dear  cross  ap- pears; 

5.  But  drops  of  grief  can   ne'er     re  -  pay    The    debt  of   love     I      owe; 


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A  -  maz-ing    pit  -  y,    grace 
When  Christ,  the  mighty    Mak 
Dis  -  solve  my  heart  in    thank 
Here,  Lord,  T    give  my  -  self 


cred  head  For  such    a  worm  as      I  ? 
unknown,  And  love  be-yond  de  -  gree! 
er,    died    For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 
ful  -  ness,  And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears, 
a  -  way;   'Tis  all  that    I      can    do. 


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AFTERWARD 


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Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Now,  the  sowing  and  the  reap  -  ing, 

2.  Now,  the  Spirit,  con-flict  riv  -    en, 

3.  Now,  the  training,  strange  and  lowly, 

4.  Now,  the  pruning, sharp,  unspar-iug, 

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3.  Now,  thetrain-ing,  training,  strange  and  lowly, 

4.  Now,  the  pruu  -  ing,  pruning  sharp,  unsparing, 


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ing  Of  the  Master's  plenteous  fruit. 


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Af-terward,  the  triumph  giv 
Afterward,  the  service  ho     - 
Af-terward,  the  plenteous  bear 


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Af  -  ter-ward,    the  plenteous,  plenteous  bearing, 

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No.  23.        THIS  NOTE  SHALL  SWELL. 


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(YORKSHIRE  DOXOLOGY.) 

Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Natlor. 

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1.  I'll  praise  Thee,  Savior,  Prince  of  peace,  In  songs  of  praise  that  ne'er  shall  cease; 

2.  I'll  praise  Thee  for  the  crimson  flood,  For  cleansing  in  Thy  precious  blood; 

3.  I'll  praise  Thee  for  salvation's  might,  That  turns  my  darkness  in  -to  light; 

4.  I'll  praise  Thee  when  'tis  dark  and  drear, 'Mid  sorrow's  frowns  I  will  not  fear; 

5.  I'll  praise  Thee  in  a  loft  -  y  strain,  I'll  praise  Thee  in  a  sweet  re  -  frain; 

6.  I'll  praise  Thee  with  my  present  breath,  I'll  praise  Thee  in  the  hour  of  death; 


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I'll  praise  Thee  for  Thy  Spirit's  pow'r,That  fills  and  keeps  me  hour  by  hour. 
That  scat-ters  all  my  gloom  and  sin,  I'll  praise  Thee,  O,  ray  Sav-ior  King. 
In  dark -est  night  I'll  raise  my  song,  And  roll  the  glo-rious  strains  a  long. 
I'll  praise  Thee  more  than  tongue  can  tell.  For  Thou  art  do-ing  all  things  Avell. 
I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  mount  a-  bove,  I'll  praise  Thee  in  the  realms  of  love. 

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And  above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell.  My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well.        • 

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COPYRIGHT,.  1893,    BY   CHAS.    H.   GABRIEL.        ALL   RIGHTS   RESERVED. 


No.  24. 


SUNSHINE  BY  AND  BY. 


Mrs.  L.  M.  Beal  Batema^j. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  There  are  clouds,  but  high  above  them  Shines  undimmed  the  faithful  sun; 

2.  Dark-  est  clouds  have  sil-ver  lin  -  ings,  E  -  ven  though  no  shin-ing  lim 

3.  Do     not  droop  and  sigh  and  question,  Grop  -  ing  on     in  doubt  and  fear; 

4.  Nev  -  er  mind  how  dark  it  may  be,  How  the  winds  may  threat'ning  crv ; 

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Then  look  up;    it  may      be   bright-er   Long,  be  -  fore  the  day    is  done. 
May     ap-pear     to   clos  -  er    vis  -  ion.  Weak  and   oft    by  tears  made  dim. 
Look    a-  loft!    a-bove    the  mountain     See    the  rainbow  arch   ap-pear. 
Lift  your  eyes,  and  trust  His  prom-ise,    Your  re-demp-tion  draw-eth  nigh! 


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demption  draweth  nigh,  your  redemption  draweth  nigh;  There  are  brighter  days  in  waiting, 

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there  are  brighter  days  in  waiting,  There'll  be  sunshine.  There'll  be  sunshine  by 


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mists  have  roll'd, when  the  mists  have  roll'd  away;  There'll  be  sunshine  by  and  by 
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bless-ed    sun        -       -        shine,  When  the  mists  have  roll'd    a  -  way. 
bless-ed    sunshine  by  and   by, 

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No.  25. 

C.  Wesley. 


0  FOR  A  HEART. 


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1.  O    for      a  heart  to    praise  my  God,      A  heart  from  sin     set   free; — 

2.  A  heart  resigned,  sub  mis-  sive,  meek,  My  great  Re-deem-er's  throne; 

3.  O    for      a  low  -  ly    con  -  trite  heart,  Be-liev  -  ing,  true  and   clean ; 

4.  A  heart  in    ev-'ry  thought  renewed.  And  full    of   love     di  -  vine; 

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A    heart  that  al-ways  feels  Thy  blood.  So    free  -  ly    shed 
Where  on  -  ly  Christ  is     heard  to  speak, — Where  Je-sus   reigns 
Which  neither    life  nor  death  can  part  From  Him  that  dwells 
Per  -  feet,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good,     A     cop  -  y,  Lord,  - 


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MARCHING  TO  ZION 


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on,     car-ried   on, 
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'  '   I  I'll    bear  the  cross,  en-dure  the  pain   All      the 

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His  cause,  Or  blush   to  speak  His  name? 

the  skies    On  flow  -  'ry  beds  of    ease, 

the  prize  And  sailed  thro'  bloody  seas? 
Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign;  In-crease  my  cour-age  Lord! 
I'll   bear  the  cross,  en-dure  the   pain.  Sup- port- ed    by   Thy  w^ord. 


Am     I       a      sol -dier    of 

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No.  27. 


ANYWHERE  WITH  JESUS. 


C.  H.  G 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  An-y  where  Avith  Je  -  sus  I   will   go,  cheer-ful-ly  go,  Trust-in g  Him  to 

2.  An-y  where  withMe  -  sus  I   will   go,  joy  -  ful-ly  go,      In    the  sun-light 

3.  An-y  where  with  Je  -  sus  I   will  go,  glad-Vy^will  go,    Sing-ing  hal  -  le- 


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lead  me  all  the  way ;  While,  by  faith,  I  grasp  His  lov-ing  hand  this  do  I  know, 
of  His  smiling  face;  In  His  presence,  peace  and  joy,like  waves  over  me  flow 
lu  -  jah  o'er  and  o'er;  For  the  way  He  takes  me  lead-eth  out  in  -  to  the  glow 


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An-y  where,       An-y  where  with  Jesus,  Any  where  with  Jesus  I  will  go. 
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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY  CHAS,   H.   GABRIEL, 


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No.  28. 


BUi^D  BARTIMEUS. 


Mrs.  Joseph  F.  Knapp. 


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1.  Whence  Je-  sus  came,  I    can  -  not    tell,     Nor  why  He  came  to  me; 

2.  When  all    was  dark,  One touch'd  my  eyes,  And  that     is    all      I  know; 

3.  How    it    was    done,  I    can  -  not    say.     Nor    e-ven  think,  nor  dream ; 

4.  It      is    the    Son    of  God!  His  grace  Makes  trembling  weakness  strong; 


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For  light  came  down  from  Par-a-dise,    And  set    my  soul     a  -  glow! 
Nor  why    a  touch  of  moistened  clay  Should  make  things  what  they  seem. 
Wipes  tears  a-way  from  sorrow's  face,    And  teach-es    grief    a    song. 

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COPYRIGHT,  1893,  BY  MRS.  JOSEPH  F.  KNAPP. 


No.  29. 

Emma  Pitt 


RICHES  UNTOLD, 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 

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1.  Rich  -  es   un  -  told  we   may   find  at  the  throne,  Pardon  and  peace  we  can 

2.  Rich  -  es   un  -  told — they  are  priceless,  di-vine,   Pur-  er  than  gold  from  the 
3-  Rich  -  es   un  -  told  now    a  -  wait  us    a  -  bove,  Kept  for  us  there  in  the 


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claim     as    our  own;   Ref  -  uge  and   rest  we    ob  -  tain  there  a  -  lone 
world's  greatest  mine:  Bright-er  than  sun-light  our  spir-  its  shall   shine, 
store  -  house  of    love,  End  -  less,  in  -  fi  -  nite,  the  meas-ure  will    prove, 

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Sit  -  ting  at  the  feet  of 
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bless-ed  feet  of  Je  -  sus,  at  the  blessed  feet  of  Je  -  sus, 

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COPYRIGHT,    1893,   BY  CHAS.    H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  30, 


GLAD  TIDINGS. 


F.  G.  Burroughs. 
Duet.  Soprano  or  Tenor  and  Alto. 
Andante. 

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Chas.  U.  Gabriel. 


1.  Oh,  how  faith  -  ful  is  the    say-iug,  Ev'ry  word  with  hope  a-glow — 

2.  Oh,  how  bless  -  ed  is  the  prom-ise  To  the  bur-den'd  and  oppress'd: 

3.  Oh,  how  pre-cious  is  the  mes-sage  To  the  souls  cast  down,  dismay'd: 


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"Though  your  sins   may  be  as     scar-let.  They  shall  be  as  white  as   snow." 
"Come,  come  un    -    to  me,  ye  wea-ry,  Come,  and  I  will  give  you    rest. 
Hark!  "Let  not  your  heart  be  troubled.  Neither  let  it  be      a  -    fraid." 


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To  the  guilt-y  heart  these  ti-dings  Are  of  peace  and  par-don  full: 
Come  and  take  my  yoke  up-  on  you;  Of  the  meek  and  low-ly  learn; 
Help    is  laid   up  -  on   the  Might-y;  Noth-ing    is     too  hard  for    God: 


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Though  your  sins    are  red  like  crimson, They  shall  e- ven   be     as    wool." 
Ye  shall  find     my  bur  den  eas-y, — Find  the  rest  for  which  you  yearn.' 
Fear  not,  for  He  that  redeemed  thee  Comforts  both  with  staff  and  rod. 

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Glad     ti  -  dings    of       great  joy!    Glad     ti  -  dings       of       great  joy! 
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Glad  Tidings 


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I'LL  LIVE  FOR  HIM. 


C.  R.  Dunbar. 


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1.  My  life,  my  love   I     give  to  Thee,  Thou  Lamb  of  God,  who  died  for  me; 

2.  I     now  believe  Thou  dost  receive.  For  Thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live; 

3.  O  Thou  who  died  on  Cal  -  va  -  ry,     To  save  my  soul  and  make  me  free, 


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may  I      ev  -    er      faith  -  ful    be,     My    Sav-ior  and     my 

now  henceforth  I'll  trust      in  Thee,  My    Sav-ior  and     my 

con  -  se-crate     my     life       to  Thee,   My    Sav-ior  and     my 


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God! 


No.  32. 


HE  REDEEMED  ME. 


F.  G.  BUKROUGHS. 


Geo.  F.  Rosche. 


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1.  Once,  a  slave,  I   toiled  in   bond-age   To  my  soul's  great  en  -  e  -  my; 

2.  He      be-held  me     iii    my  bond-age,  Weeping  'mid  sin's  cru-el    mart, 

3.  Can      I    er  -  er  cease  to   love  Him,  Ev-er     fail  that  love  to  show 

4.  Nev  -  er  will    I    leave  His  serv  -  ice.  But  will  always  praise  the  grace 


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Now  by  Christ  I     am    re-deem  -  ed, — He  has  bought  my  lib-er  -  ty. 
And   in    love  and  ten  -  der  pit  -  y,      He  redeem'd  my  bro-ken  heart. 
For    my  bless-ed  Lord  and  Mas-  ter,  Who  redeem'd  me  from  such  woe? 
Of     my  won  der  -  ful   Re-deem  -  er,  Who  once  suffer'd  in    my  place. 


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No.  33.       WORK  WHILE  THE  DAY  LASTS. 


Mrs.  L.  M.  Beal  Bateman. 


Chas.  H.  Gabribl. 


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No.  34. 


BLESSED  ASSURANCE. 


FaNNT  J.   \wiKOSBY. 


Mrs.  J.  F,  Knapp. 


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JOS.  F.  KNAPP. 


No.  35. 


JESUS  WILL  BE  YOURS. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 

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No.  36.     UNDER  THE  BANNER  OF  LOUE. 


Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Natlor. 


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1.  Look!  look!  the     foe       is     must'ring 

2.  To      arms!   to     arms!    ye     com-rades, 

3.  Your  swords  all  drawn  and  sharp-ened, 

4.  The  troops     of     dark  -  ness    fal  -   ter, 

5.  Our    Cap  -  tain,    all      vie   -  to  -  rious, 

6.  And  when   the    fight     is       fin  -  ished, 

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his     host    in  proud  ar  -  ray, 

the  trump-et  blast  rings  out! 

your     ar  -  mor  glist'ning  bright, 

their    flag  falls  to  the  ground ! 

in       ar-mor  bright  and  strong, 

we'll   put  our    hel-met  down, 


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Strike  hard  and  strong,  and 
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Has     led     His  church  all  - 
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our     forts  all  round  a  -  bout; 
for     God,  and  truth,  and  right; 
rings  triumph' s    joy  -  ful  sound ; 
a  -  gainst  the     a  -  lien  throng; 
for  heav -  en's  robe  and  crown; 
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Stand  firm,  fear  not,     nor       fal  -  ter! 
But    Sa- tan's    host   must  slack  -  en 
Our  roy  -   al   Prince    is       hon  -  ored 
Their  hom-age,     tro  -  phies,  prais  -  es. 
With  Christ  we'll  reign  for  -   ev   -   er 


round-ed!  hark!  hear  the  enemy's  shout! 

all  armed,  to  bat  -  tie     go! 

be-fore  the  brave- and  proud. 

as  Sa-tan's  ar-mies  yield! 
and  crown  Him  as  their  King, 
amid  the  white-robed  throng. 


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Choeus. 


Under  the  Banner  of  Love. 


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Rev.  R.  Robinson 


John  Wyeth 


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Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it!  Mount  of  Thy    re-deem-ing  love. 
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2  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  Thy  help  I'm  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. 


3  Oh.  to  grace  how  sreat  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be! 
Let  Thy  goodness,  as  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee; 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord.  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  Ioac — 
Here's  my  heart,  oh,  take  and  seal  it. 

Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 


No.  38. 


GLORY  TO  THE  LAMB. 


Ihomas  Ki:LLET. 


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Elisha  S.  Rice. 


to  the  Lara 
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1.  Hark!  the  notes  of    an -gels  sing-ing,  "Glo-ry,   glo  -  ry    to  the  Lamb!" 

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Sweet  the  theme,  a  free  sal-  va-tion,    Fruit  of  ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  love. 

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COPYRIGHT,  1894,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


Glory  to  the  Lamb. 


In    the  seat  of  pow'r  enthrone  Him,  Crown  the  Savior  King  of  Kings! 


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Anne  Steele 


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THE  SOUL'S  REFUGE, 


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2.  To      Thee    I    tell     my  grief,      For  Thou  a  -  lone  canst  heal;  Thy 

3.  But    oh,  when  doubts  pre- vail,        I       fear    to    call  Thee  mine;  The 

4.  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I     flee?    Thou    art  my    on  -  ly    trust;  And 

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word  can  bring  a  sweet  re  -  lief  For  ev  -  'ry  pain 
spring  of  com  -  fort  seems  to  fail.  And  all  my  hopes 
still     my    soul  would  cling   to     Thee,  Tho'  pros-trate     in 


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On  Thee,  on  Thee,  My  hope  re  -  lies, 


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MUSIC  COPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  40.    LET  NOT  YOUR  HEART  BE  TROUBLED. 


Mrs.  Ida  M.  Budd. 

Duet  for  Tenoe  and  Alto. 


Chas.  H.  Gabeiel. 


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1.  "Let  not    your  heart  be  troubled,"  Oh,  words  of   com-fort  sweet!  We 

2.  "Let   not    your  heart  be  troub-led,"  Tho'  dark  the  way  may  be;      Cast 

3.  '  'Let  not    your  heart  be  troubled, ' '  For    to      His    glorious  home — The 


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bow,  O  bless-ed  Sav-ior,  A  -  dor-ing  at  Thy  feet;  Thy  cheering  words  so 
all  thy  care  upon  Him,  And  He  will  care  for  thee.  His  wisdom  still  will 
place  He  is    pre  par-ing,  His  own  at  last  shall  come.  Oh,  teach  us,  lov-ing 


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ten  -  der,   Our  hearts  would  gladly      heed;      Our  will-iug    feet     would 
guide  thee,  His    lov  -  ing  hand  up  -  hold ;      His    mer  -  cy  keep     thee 
Sav-ior,      To  walk     the  narrow     way;      And     all     a  -  long      the 


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fol  -  low  Where'er  our  Lord  shall  lead.  ) 

ev  -  er,    Safe,  safe   with-in  His    fold.  >  Let  not  your  heart  be  troubled, Let 

journey.  Still  may  we  hear  Thee  say:  ) 


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COPYRIGHT,    1814,    BY   CHAS.    H.    GABRIEL. 


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No.  41. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


JUST  AS  i  AM. 


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1.  Just  as  I   ara, 

2.  Just  as  I  am, 

3.  Just  as  I  am, 

4.  Just  as  I  am- 

5.  Just  as  I   am- 

6.  Just  as  I  am- 


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with  -  out  one  plea,  But  that  Thy 
and  waiting  not  To  rid  my 
tho'  tossed  a-bout  With  many  a 
-poor,  wretched,  blind,  Sight,  rich-es, 
-Thou  wilt  receive.  Wilt  welcome, 
-Thy  love  unknown  Hath  broken  ev  -  'ry  bar-rier  down ; 


blood  was  shed  for  me, 
soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
healing  of  the  mind, 
,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 


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To  Thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot,  O 
Fightings  with  -  in,  and  fears  without,  O 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find,  O 
Be  -  cause  Thy  prom-ise  I  be-lieve,  O 
Now,    to     be  Thine,  y^'.  Thine  a-lone,   0 

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Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I 
Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I 
Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I 
Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  1 
Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I 
Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I 


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No.  42. 


AT  THE  CROSS. 


I.  Watts. 


R.  E.  Hudson. 


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1.  A  -  las!     and  did   my,  Sav  -  ior  bleed,  And  did   my  Sovereign  die, 

2.  Was  it    for  crimes  that  I      have  done,  He  groaned  upon    the   tree? 

3.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  re  -  pay,  The  debt  of  love    I     owe; 


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Would  He     de-vote  that  sa  -  cred  head   For  such    a  worm  as      I  ? 

A  -  maz  -  ing  pit  -  y,  grace  unknown,  And  love  be-yond  de  -  gree! 
Here  Lord,     I  give  my-self      a  -  way,  'Tis    all  that    I     can    do! 


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COPYRIGHT,  1885,  BY  R.  E.  HUDSON. 


No.  43. 

Rev.  J.  E.  Rankin. 

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LEAVE  IT  TO  HIM 


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Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Why    go    a  -  round  with  troub  -led  soul!  There's  One  that  makes  the 
.  2.  How  -  ev  -  er    man    thy      lot     may  slight,  He'll    turn   to    day      thy 

3.  How  -  ev  -  er    dark   thy    path   may     be,     Dark    and    un  -  scrut-  a  - 

4.  Sure    He   who  sets    the  mount-ain     fast,  When   all  earth's  clouds  are 


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Leave  it  to  Him  who  marks  the  sparrow's  fall. 


No.  44. 


I  AM  TRUSTING  THEE. 


F.  R  Havergal. 
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S.  B.  Jackson. 

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COPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  45.     A  SHELTER  IN  THE  TIME  OF  STORM 


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1.  The  Lord's  our  Rock,  in  Him  we  hide,  A  shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm; 

2.  A   shade  by   day,  de-fence  by  night,  A  shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm; 

3.  The  rag-ing  storms  may  round  us  beat,  A  shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm ; 

4.  O  Rock    di-vine,    O    Ref  -  uge  dear,  A  shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm; 


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We'll  never  leave  this 
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shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm, 
shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm, 
shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm.' 
shel-ter  in  the  time  of  storm. 


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BY  PERWSSION. 


No.  46. 


LEAD  ME,  SAVIOR. 


F.  M.  D, 

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Frank 

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(Thou  art  nigh, )  On  Thy  mer  -  cy  I  re  -  ly.  (  I  re  ly  ) 
(land  of  day,)  Where  all  tears  are  wip'd  a-way.  (wip'd  a- way.) 


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BY  PERMISSION 


Sav  -  ior,  lead  me,  lest    I  stray,  lest  I  stray; 


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Lead  Me,  Savior. 


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all  the  way. 


No.  47. 


THY  WILL  BE  DONE, 


W.  H.  Gardner. 


Edwin  Moore. 


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1     j  Thy    will  be  done 


O 
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2    r  Thy    will  be  done,     O 

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o    f  Thy     will  be  done,     O 

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Lord,      Thy  will  be  done     in       me; 
pray'r,  Wher  -  ev  -  er      I      may     be. 
Lord;       In    meek  sub-mis  -  sion,     lo, 
me,  I'll    glad  -  ly  with  Thee     go. 

Lord;        I       will   not  fear     the  gloom 
grave,     For  Thou  wilt  lead    me    home. 

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Lead  Thou  the  way,  and  come  what  may,  On    Thee  I'll  sweet-ly  rest. 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY  GEO.    F.    ROS^HE. 


No.  48. 


I  LONG  TO  BEHOLD  HIM." 


C.  Wesley. 


T.  C.  O'Kanb. 


1.  I     long    to  be-hold  Hira  arrayed  With  glo  -  ry  and  light  from  above, 

2.  I    languish  and  sigh  to  be  there,  Where  Jesus  hath  fixed  His  a-bode; 

3.  With  Him  I  on  Zi-on  shall  stand,    For   Je-sus  hath  spoken  the  word, 

4.  But  when,  on  Thy  bosom  reclined,  Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 


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The  King  in  His  beau-ty  displayed,  His  beau-ty   of  ho  -li-est    love. 
Oh,  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air,  And  fly    to  the  mountain  of  God! 
The  breadth  of  Im-man-uel's  land    Sur-vey   by  the  light  of  my  Lordo 
My  fuU-ness  of  rap-ture  I     find,    My  heav-en   of  heavens  in  Thee. 


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When  the  storms  all  are  o'er,  I  shall  see  Him  on  that 

When  the  storms,when  the  storms  all  are  o'er,  all  are  o'er,  I  shall  see  Him  on  that 

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No.  49. 


AT  THE  LANDING 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

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Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  At  the   land-ing,  by  the   crys  -  tal   sea,    There  are  ho  -  ly   ones    a- 

2.  At  the  laud-ing,  on  the    far  -  ther  shore,  My    Re- deem- er  stands  to 

3.  At  the  land-ing,  by  the  crys  -  tal    sea,     Is    a    man-sion  that  was 

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wait-  ing  me;  I  can  see  a  -  cross  the  tide,  To  the  oth  -  er  side, 
bear  me  o'er;  I  can  see  His  form  di  -  vine,  In  its  glo  -  ry  shine, 
built  for    me;       I    shall  soon  be    fer-ried  o'er,  To  the    far- ther  shore. 


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At    the   land-ing,  on   the     far-ther  shore. 

To    th«  mansion  that  was  built  for  me.  At  the  landing, at  the  landing 

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COPYBIGHT,    1893,   BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  50. 


GOD  18  CALLING  YET. 


Gerhard  Tersteegen. 

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God  call  -  ing  yet 

God  call  -  ing  yet 

God  call  -  iug  yet 

God  call -ing  yet 

God  call  -  ing  yet 


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I      not  hear?  Earth's  pleasures  shall   I 
I       not      rise?     Can       I     His  lov  -  ing 

shall  He  knock,  And  I  my  heart  the 
!  and  shall  I  give  No  heed,  but  still  in 
!      I        can- not      stay;     My   heart  I    yield  with- 


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still    hold  dear? 

voice  de    -  spise, 

clos  -  er  lock? 

bond  -  age  live? 

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Shall  life's    swift  pass  -  ing  years  all 

And   base  -  ly       His    kind  care    re 

He     still       is       wait  -  ing  to        re 

I         wait,     but     He     does  not      for 

Vain  world,   fare  -  well,  from  thee      I 


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He  calls  me  still; 
And  shall  I  dare 
He  calls  me  still; 
The  voice  of   God 


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in    slum-ber  lie?      Call     -      -     ing,  oh  hear  Him, 
can      I      de  -  lay? 
His     Spir-it   grieve? 
my  heart,  a  -  wake! 
has  reached  my  heart.  God  is  call-ing  yet. 


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God  is  call-ing  yet, 


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COPYRIGHT,  1887,  BY  E.  0.  EXCELL.   USED  BY  PER, 


God  is  Calling  Yet. 


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God  is  calling  yet,                        God  is    call-ing  yet, 

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HALLELUJAH 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY  CHAS.    H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  52, 


0  THE  NEW  BRIGHT  CLIME. 


,Rev.  H.  G.  Jackson,  D.  D. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  O  the  new  bright  clime  of  heav  -  en,    Land  of   promise,  Home  of   rest! 

2.  Friends  from  whom  'twas  death  to  sever.  There  again  shall  clasp  the  hand; 

3.  Christ  who  saved  us  by  His  dy  -  ing     We   shall  see   in  tri-umph  there; 

4.  With  the  ransom'd  we'll  a-dore  Him,  And  His  glo-rious  prais-es    sing; 


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There  for  mourning,  joy  is  giv  -  en.  Sweet  re-lease    to  souls  op-press'd. 
There  shall  meet  to  dwell  for-ev  -  er,     In    the    ra-diant  sum-mer  land. 
And  with  saints  and  an-gels  vy  -  ing,    All    His  wondrous  grace  de-clare. 
With  arch-an-gels  bow  be  -  fore  Him,  Christ  the  ev  -  er  -  last  -  ing  King. 


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Sing,        sing  of      heav'n,  Land    of   promise,  Home    of      rest. 

Sing  of  heav' n,0    sing    of    heav'n, 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,    BY   CHAS. 


No.  53. 


THERE  STOOD  A  CROSS. 


Rev.  E.  A.  HoFFMAX. 


Rev.  J.  H.  Welch. 


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1.  On    Cal  -  va  -  ry  there  stood   a  cross,  And  nailed  thereon  was  One 

2.  There  the  Re-deem-er      gave  His  blood   To    ran-som    me  from  sin, 

3.  Up  -  on   that  cross,  that  bit  -  ter  cross,  My  weight  of  guilt  He  bore, 

4.  Be  -  fore  that  cross   I     weep  and  pray,  And  wor-ship  and    a-  dore, 


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Who  was  the  bear-  er     of     my  sin,     God's  well-be  -  lov  -  ed    Son. 
And  made  an  end    of     all   my  gnilt.  And  brought  redemption  in. 
Se  -  cured  a  clear-ance  for    my  sins ;     My  soul  can  ask    no  more. 
And  God's  free  grace  I  will    ex  -  tol      And  laud  for  -  ev  -  er  -  more. 


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That  was   shed     on      Cal  -  va    -    ry! 


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COPYRIGHT,   1891,  BY  THE  HOFFMAN   MUSIC  CO. 


No.  64, 


THE  SURE  REFUGE, 


H.  F.  Lyte,     Chorus  by  C.  H.  G. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

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1.  There    is      a    safe    and    se  -  cret  place   Be-neath  the  wings  di  -  vine, 

2.  The    least  and  fee  -  blest  there  may  hide,  Un  -  in-jiired  and    un  -  awed; 

3.  The      an-  gels  watch  him  on    his  way,  And  aid  with  friend-ly  arms; 

4.  A       hand  al-might  -  y      to     de  -  fend,  An    ear    for    ev  -  'ry     call, 


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served  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace:     O     be   that    ref  -  nge  mine  I 
thousands  fall   on     ev  -  'ry  side,    He    rests  se-cure      in     God. 
Sa  -  tan,  roar-ing    for    his  prey,  May  hate,  but  can  -  not  harm, 
hon  -  ored  life,    a    peace-ful  end,  And  heav'n  to  crown    it       all. 


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O  bless  -  ed  place,  O  safe    re- treat!  To  thee    I      fly 


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With  Je  -  sus,  in     com  -  mun-ion  sweet,  I      am     di-vine  -  ly    blest. 
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COPYRIGHT,    1894,    BY   CHAS.    H.   GABRIEL, 


No.  55. 

Rev.  Wm.  Appel. 

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SINGING  FOR  JESUS. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Sing-ing  for  Je  -  sus,    O  bless -ed     em-ploy-ment,  Spreading  His  won- 

2.  Sing-ing  for  Je  -  sus,    in  glad    ad  -  o  -    ra  -  tion,  Tell  -  ing    His  mar- 

3.  Sing-ing  for  Je  -  sus,    in  meas-ures  of  beau  -  ty,    Bless  -  ing  the  Sav- 
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Sing-ing    for  Je- sus,    O  ho    -    ly    en-joy-ment, 

Sing-ing    for  Je-sus    in  high    ex-ult-a  -tion, 

Sing-ing    for  Je  -  sus,    O  heav  -  en  -  ly  du  -  ty, 

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His  wor-ship-ful  name, 
for  Je  -  sus  a  -  bove. 
His  praise  we  pro-  long, 


Sing,  O    sing,  let  your  hosannas  in 


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Let  your  hosannas  in  harmony  ring.  Sing  of  the  blessed,  blessed  Jesus. 


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COPYRIGHT,    1892,    BY    CHAS.    H.    GABRIEL. 


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No.  56 


SAUED  IN  THE  BLOOD 


Emma  Pitt. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  I    am  saved  in  the  blood  of  the  dear  Lamb  of  God,  Who  suf-fered  my 

2.  I     am   free  from  my   sin   by  the  cru  -  ci  -  fied  One,  He  paid   all    my 

3.  O  the  bless-ing  that  flows  from  His  par-don  di- vine.  What  peace  and  re- 


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soul  to  re  -  deem.  Now  sweet-ly 
ran-some  for  me,  And  at  His 
joic-ing  un-fold;    I'll  cast  all 


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I'm  rest-ing  at  peace  in  His  love, 
right  hand  I  shall  praise  Him  on  high, 
my  needs  at  His  dear  bless-ed  feet, 

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blood,        '  I'm  saved  in  the  blood  of  my  Redeemer,  All  glo- ry  to  Je- 

saved  in  the  blood, 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,    BY  CHAS. 


MOMENT  BY  MOMENT 


George  Quinan. 


1.  Mo-ment  by  mo-ment,  mo-ment  by  mo  -  ment       Je  -  sus    is    mine, 

2.  Mo-ment  by  mo-ment,  mo-ment  by  moment,  I'm  rest-ing    in    Thee, 

3.  Mo-ment  by  mo-ment,  mo-ment  by  moment,  He  keeps  me  from  sin, 

4.  Just  in      a    mo-ment,  all     in      a    moment.  He  sane  -  ti  -  fied  me, 

5.  Justin      a    mo-ment,  one  lit  -  tie  monient,The  last  trump  will  sound, 
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all      ho  -  ly  with-in;  By  faith 

He  sane -ti- fied  me;       Mo-ment 
the  trumpet  will  sound;  Then  I'll 


fies  whol-ly,    fills  me  with  glo  -  ry, 
con  -  fid-ing,     in    the  Eock  hid-ing, 
I'm  find-ing,  each  mo-ment  find-ing 
by  mo-ment,  mo-ment  by   mo-ment 
be  caught  up,  with  Je-sus  caught  up. 


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This  moment  I'm   d\yelling. 
That  Je  -  sus,  my   Sav  -  ior. 
The  fire    is    burn-ing,     is 
For  glo  -  ry   I'm  bound,  for 


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No.  58.     THE  BRIDEGROOM  COMETH. 

L.  M.  B.  Bateman.  Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  You     who  are  called     to    tli(i    feast       of  the  Bride-groom,  Oh, 

2.  Come,  you  are  called !  have  you  heard     not  the     mes  -  sage  So 

3.  Come,   'tis  for    you       He    is     wait  -   ing  and  plead  -  ing;  Oh, 

4.  Hark,     O  ye       1    -    dlers,  ye    scof  -  fers  and  scorn -ers.  For 


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oft  -  en  re-peat-ed,  and  will  you  not  heed?  Look  for  the  Mas-ter's  fair 
hear  how  His  love  for  you  reached  from  the  skies!  Look  how  for  you  He  has 
sometime  the  door  will  be  o  -  pen  no    more!   Heed,  and  go  forward  while 


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gar-ments  are  read-y;  A-bund-ance  He  hath,  and  so  great  is  your 
lived  and  has  suf-fered, — A-rose  from  the  grave  that  you  too  might  a- 
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COPYRIGHT,   1894    BY  CHAS.   H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  59. 


Charles  Wesley. 


A  PERFECT  HEART. 


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Frederic  H.  Pease. 


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for      a  heart  to  praise  my  God,  A       heart  from  sin  set  free! 
heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek,  My    great  Ke -deem- er's  throne, 
for      a  low  -  ly,  contrite  heart.  Be  -  liev  -  ing,  true  and  clean, 
heart  in  ev  - 'ry  tho't  renewed,  And   full      of    love  di- vine; 


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heart  that  al-ways  feels  Thy  blood,  So        free  -  ly  spilt  for  me. 
on    -    ly  Christ  is  heard  to  speak,  Where  Je  -  sus  reigns  a-  lone, 
nei  -  ther  life  nor  death  can  part     From  Him  that  dwells  within. 
feet,    and  right,  and  pure  and  good,  A  cop  -  y,  Lord,  of  Thine. 


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COPYRIGHT,   1894,   BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  60.     ARE  YOU  WALKING  IN  THE  LIGHT? 


Rev.  J.  H.  W. 


Rev.  J.  H.  Weber. 


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1.  Are  you  walking  in  the  light  of  the  Savior?  Does  the  way  seem  bright  and 

2.  Are  you  walking  in  the  light  of  the  Savior?  Does  His  blood  cleanse  you  from 

3.  Are  you  walking  in  the  light   of  the  Savior?  Are  you  glad  you  have  this 


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light?  Will  you  cast  your  all  upon  Him,  be  -  liev  -  ing  He  will  keep  you 


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No.  61 


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a  -  gain  the  song  as-cend-ing 
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Sto  -  ry  sweet  and  sto  -  ry  old ; 
To  the  Lord  who  died  for  me, 
Of   the    glo  -  ry    yet    to      be, 


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I    will  list -en,     I   will  praise  Him,  And,  a-mid      a  world  of   care, 


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Life  and  love  for  thirst-y  mill-ions,  Life  and  love  for  mill-ions  more! 
Bear    the  cross  with-out  re  -  pin-ing.    Thinking  of    the    glo  -  ry  there! 


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eOPYRIGHT,   1891,  BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  62. 


THE  LAMB  OF  CALUARY, 


Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Natlor. 


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In      e    -    vil    long    I    took  de-  light,  Un-  awed  by  shame  or    fear, 
I      saw    One  hang-  ing  on    the  tree,    In    ag  -  o  -  ny    and    blood, 
Surenev-er    till     my    la  -  test  breath,  Can  I    for -get  that    look! 
My  conscience  felt    and  owned  my  guilt,  And  plunged  me  in  de-spair; 
A      sec -ond  look   He  gave,  which  said,  "I  free-ly     all    for  -  give! 


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'Till    a    new  ob-ject  met    my  sight.  And  stopped  my  wild  career. 
Who  fixed  His  dy  -  ing  eyes    on  me,      As    near  the  cross  I    stood. 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  His  death, Tho'  not  a  word  He  spoke. 
I  saw  my    sins  His    blood  had  spilt.  And  helped  to  nail  Him  there. 
This  blood   is   for   thy  ran-som  paid,  I  died  that    ye  might  live!" 


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O  the  Lamb,  the  ris-en  Lamb,  The  Lamb  of  Cal  -  va  -  ry ! 

of  Cal-va  -  ry! 

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No.  63.      i  FEEL  LIKE  TRAVELING  ON 


Wm.  Hunter. 


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Dr.  S.  B.  Jackson. 


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1.  My  heav'nly  home    is  bright  aud  fair;  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on! 

2.  Its  glitt'ring  tow'rs  the  sun  outshine;  I  feel  like  trayel-ing  on! 

3.  My  Fa-ther's  home    is  built    on  high;  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on! 

4.  When  from  this  earthly  pris  -  on  free,  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on! 


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Nor  pain    nor  death  can    en  -  ter  there,  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on. 

That  heav'nly  man  -  sion  shall   be  mine,  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on. 

Far,   far       a  -  hove    the  star  -  ry    sky,  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on. 

That  heav'nly  man  -  sion  mine  shall    be,  I  feel  like  travel-ing  on. 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,    BY  CHAS.    H.    GABRIEL. 


No.  64. 


ONLY  FOR  THEE, 


F.  G.  Burroughs. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  Bless-ed      Re-deem-er,  great  is  Thy  love,    To  give  Thy  life    as    a 

2.  No  earth  -  ly  pleas-ure  tempteth  my  soul,    All    I      de  -  sire,  lo,  is 

3.  Frail  is      the  ves  -  sel,  yet    for  Thy  use,  Filled  with  Thy  spir-it,  I 

4.  Small  is      the  off  ring,    fee-ble  my  praise,  Yet,  blessed  Lord,  all  I 


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hid -den    in  Thee!  Naught  but  Thy  presence  can  fill      me  with  joy, 
dai  -  ly    may  be;      Per-fect     in  weak-uess  Thy  strength  shall  be  made, 
have  is     for    Thee; 'Tis  but  Thine  own,  e'en  the  all     that    I     give; 


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On  -  ly     for  Thee  I'll  live,  on  -  ly   for  Thee!     On  -  ly  for  Thee    I    live, 


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All  that    I  have 

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COPYRIGHT,  1894,  BY  CHAS  H.  GABRIEL 


No.  65. 

Chakles  Wesley. 

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0  JOYFUL  SOUND. 


Dr.  W.  S.  Pitts. 

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1.  O     joy  -  ful  sound  of    gos  -  pel  grace!  Christ  shall  in    me      ap 

2.  The  glo-rious  crown  of    righteousness      To    me  reached  out,    I 

3.  With  me,    I    feel,     I     know  Thou  art;  But  this    can -not     suf 

4.  Come,  O    my  God,  Thy-self    re  -  veal.   Fill    all    this  might -y 


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I,  e  -  ven  I,  shall  see  His  face,  I  shall  be  ho  -  ly  here. 
•Con-q'ror  thro'  Him,  I  soon  shall  seize,  And  wear  it  as  my  due. 
Un  -  less  Thou  plant  -  est  in  my  heart  A  con  -  stant  Par  -  a  -  dise. 
Thou  on   -    ly  canst  my  spir  -  it     fill;   Come,  O      my  God,    my    God! 

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The  promised  land, from  Pisgah's  top, I    now  ex- 

The  promised  land,  from  Pisgah's  top. 


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No.  66, 


RESCUE  THE  PERISHING. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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1.  Kes  -  cue  the  perishing,  Care  for  the    dy-ing,  Snatch  them  in  pit-y  from 

2.  Tho'  they  are  slighting  Him,  Still  He  is  waiting,  Wait-ing  the  pen  -  i-tent 

3.  Down  in  the  human  heart, Crushed  by  the  tempter,  Feelings  lie  buried  that 

4.  Res  -  cue  the  perishing,  Du  -  ty  de-mands  it;  Strength  for  thy  labor  the 


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sin    and  the  grave;  Weep  o'er  the  err -ing  one,  Lift    up    the  fall -en, 
child  to     re-ceive.  Plead  with  them  earn-est-ly,  Plead  with  them  gen-tly: 
grace  can  re-store:  Touched  by  a     lov-ing  heart,  Wak-ened  by  kind-ness. 
Lord  will  pro-vide:  BRck     to    the  nar-row   way   Pa- tient-ly  win  them; 

4               m      a        0                        m      m      m     ..m         m      m      m      m 

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Choeus. 


Tell  them  of     Je-sus  the  might-y      to  save 

He    will    for-give    if  they  on  -  ly     be-lieve 

Chords  that  were  broken  will  vibrate  once  more 

Tell  the  poor  wand'rer  a    Sav-ior   has  died 


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Care  for    the  dy  -  ing;     Je  -  sus    is    mer-  ci  -  ful,    Je  -  sus  will  save. 


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COPVRJGHT,  1870,  BY  W.  H.  DOANE. 


No.  67.      WHEN  THE  KING  COMES  IN. 


J.  E.  Landor. 


E,  S.  LORENZ. 


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1.  Called   to    the  feast    by  the  King  are  we,    Sit-ting,  perhaps,  where  His 

2.  Crowns  on  the  head  where  the  thorns  have  been,  Glo-ri-fied  He  who  once 

3.  Like  lightning's  flash  will  that  instant  show  Things  hidden  long  from  both 
4  Joy  -    ful   His  eye    shall  on  each  one  rest     Who    is    in  white  wedding 

5.  End  -  less  the    sep  -   a     -      ra  -  tion  then,    Bit  -  ter  the  cry     of    de  - 

6.  Lord,  grant  us    all,     we  implore  Thee,  grace.  So    to    a- wait  Thee  each 


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When  the  King  comes  in.  When  the  King  comes  in,  brother.  When  the  King  comes 


in!       How  will  it  fare  with  thee  and   me  When  the  King  comes  in? 


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BY  PERMISSION, 


No.  68.        NOT  ASHAMED  OF  JESUS. 


Joseph  Grigg. 
Duet  for  Tenok  and  Contealto. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  and  shall. 

2.  Ashamed  of    Je 

3.  Ashamed  of    Je 

4.  Ashamed  of    Je 


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sus!  soou-er 

sus!  just  as 

sus!  yes,    I 

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be, A     mor-tal    man 

far, Let    ev-'ning  blush 

soon Let  midnight  be 

may, ....  When  I've  no  guilt .... 


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ashamed  of    Thee? Ashamed  of  Thee, . 

to    own  her  star; He  sheds  the  beams 

ashamed  of  moon; 'Tis  midnight  with. 

to  wash    a  -  way; No  tear    to   wipe,. 

^    ^  .^  J- .^.^  .^  /  -'^ 


PH/b 


whom  angels  praise, 
.  of  light  di  -  vine. . 
.  my  soul  till  He, . . 
.  no  good  to    crave, 


Chorus. 


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Whose  glories  shine  thro'  end  -  less  days. 

O'er  this  be-night-ed      soul      of  mine. 

Bright  morning  star,  bids  dark-ness  flee. 

No    fears  to  quell,  no    soul     to  save. 


Ashamed  of  Je 


Ashamed  of  Jesus  I 


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nev  -  er,     I     nev  -  er   will    be, For  my    dear 

nev  -  er,     I     nev  -  er  will    be,       I    nev  -  er    will  be.  For 

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COPYRIGHT,  1894,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


CL     -, 

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Not  Asl 

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of  Jesus. 

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dear  Sav 

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is    not 
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No,  when    I     blush be    this     my  shame, 

No,  when    I    blnsh,  be    this    my  shame, 


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no  more  re 

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no  more    re  -  vere    His      name. 


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No.  69. 


p — I ^~n ^ — I — 

CROSS  AND  CROWN. 


Thomas  Shepherd. 


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Geo.  N.  Allen. 

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1.  Must    Je  -  sus  bear  the  cross  a  -  lone.  And   all   the  world  go  free? 

2.  The     con  -  se-crat  -  ed  cross  I'll  bear,  Till  death  shall  set  me  free; 

3.  O        precious  cross!  O  glorious  crown!  O     res  -  ur-  rec-  tion  day! 


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No,  there's  a  cross  for  ev  -  'ry  one,  And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear,  For  tliere's  a  crown  for  me. 
Ye        an-gels,  from  the  stars  come  down.  And  bear  my  soul  a  -  way. 


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No.  70. 


JESUS  ONLY. 


L.  E.  Jones. 


Wm.  J.  C.  Thiel. 


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1.  I      am  trust-ing  Je  -  sus    on    -  ly,  Nothing  else  have  I     be  -  side; 

2.  Je-  sus  on  -  ly!  how  I     love   Him,  For     I  know  He  first  loved  me; 

3.  Je  -  sus  on  -  ly!  Lord  and  Sav  -  ior,  Guide  me  with  Thy  watchful  eye; 


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In  His  love  my  soul  is  rest  -  ing,  With  His  peace  is  sat  -  is  -  fied. 
Sweetest  rest  and  com-fort  gave  me,  From  my  sins  He  set  me  free. 
Shelter  from  the  storm  a  -  round  me.    Be  my  help  when  danger's  nigh. 


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Je  -   sus    on 


Je  -  sus    on 


ly,  pre  -  cious  Sav 
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praise for-ev  -  er  -  more;  I     will     trust in 

Sing  His  praise      for      -      ev  -  er-more;  1  will  trust  in 


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Je  -  sus    on    -    ly,     Till    I   reach    the  oth  -  er  shore. 

Je  -  sus    on    -    ly,  oth   -  er  shore. 


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COPYRIGHT,  1894,  BY  GEO.  F.  ROSCHE. 


No.  71.   BENEATH  THE  SHADE  OF  THE  CROSS, 


Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Naylor. 


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If  you  want  par -don,  and  in  -  fi-uite  peace,  If  you  wantsigh-ing  and 
If  you  want  Je  -  sus  to  reign  in  your  soul, Plunge  in  the  fount-ain  and 
If  you  want  holdness,take  part  in  the  fight;  If  you  want  pur  -  i  -  ty. 
If   you  want  ho  -  li- ness, cling  to  the  cross, Counting  the  rich-es    of 


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sor  -  row  to  cease.  Look  up  to  Je  -  sus  who  died  on  the  tree 
you  shall  be  whole.  Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  cru  -  ci  -  fied  One, 
walk  in  the  light;  If  you  want  lib  -  er  -  ty,  shout,  and  be  free, 
earth  as  but  dross;  Down  at  His  feet  you'll  be  wealth-y  and  wise, 
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full  sal  -  va  -  tion.  ] 

full  sal"-™:  IZ^Li-ingbeueaththeshadeofthe. 

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Count-ing  the  jew  -  els    of     earth  but  dross.  Cleansed  in   the  blood    that 

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COPYRIGHT,   1893,    BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  72.     i  KNOW  THAT  MY  REDEEMER  LIVES. 


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1.  I    know    that     my      Re  -  deem  -  er      lives,  And    has  pre 

2.  I'm  trust  -  ing      Je  -  sus   Christ     for      all, ...  I     know  His 

3.  I'm   now     en  -  rap  -  tured    at       the    thought,  I     stand  and 

4.  I      know    that    Je  -  sus     soon      will    come,  I     know  the 


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B.S. — For     I        am     on  -  ly      wait  -  ing,     now,  To    hear       the 


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pared   a    place    for    me; 
blood  now  speaks  for  me; 
won-der    at       His   love, 
time  will    not      be    long. 

That  crowns  of  vie  -  to  -  ry      He     gives 
I'm  listening    for    a    wel-come    voice, 
That  He  from  heav'n  to  earth  was   brought 
Till     I    shall  reach  my  heav-'nly     home 

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summons,  "child,  come  home,"  For    I      am  on  -  ly    wait -ing,    now, 


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No.  73.     SINNERS  ARE  COMING  HOME. 


C.  H.  G. 


Chas.  H,  Gabsibl. 


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Let  mountains  and  hills  with  joy  re-sound,  And  ech  -  o    the  spa-cious 
Was  ev  -  er      a    song    so  full  and  sweet,  Was  ev  -  er      a     sto  -  ry 
Let  heav  -  en  with  hal  -  le  -  In- jahs  ring.  And  an  -  gels  in    joy  -ous 
All    glo  -  ry  and  praise  to    Je  -  sus  give,  For  all  may    a  -  bund-ant 


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world      a-round;  The  dead    is      a-  live,    the      lost      is  found.    And 
so      complete    As    that    of   the  blood-bought  mer  -  cy     seat    When 
rap  -  ture  sing  The    tri-umphs  of    Je  -  sus      Christ  the  King,  While 
grace      re-ceive;   A     soul  from  the  depths  may    look   and   live,      For 

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Sin-ners  are    com-ing    home! Glo  -  ry    we      sing      to 

com  -  ing  home! 


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Je  -  sus  our    King,  For  sin  -  ners    are  com  -  ing        home 

com  -  ing  home. 


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No.  74.      HE  LEADS  AND  GUIDES  ME. 


Ida  Scott  Taylor. 

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/  Within  my  breast  is  peace  and  rest,  For  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  mine —  / 
•\  I  would  not  know  which  way  to  go  With-out  His  will  di  -  vine;  ) 
>  J  Within  ray  breast  is  peace  and  rest,  Tho'  Sa  -  tan's  bat  -  ties  rage;  \ 
"  }  My  Rock  se-cure  shall  firm  en-dure  Thro*  ev  -  'ry  clime  and  age, —  / 
J  f  Within  my  breast  is  peace  and  rest  The  world  can  nev  -  er  give;  ) 
*  t  His  blood  so   free  has  purchased  me — He  died  that      I     might  live.      ) 


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What-e'er  be-tide,  I'll  trust  my  Guide  At  noon,  or  night,  or  dawn; 
And  so  I  lean  with  trust  se  -  rene  Up  -  on  His  mer  -  cy  broad, 
Oh,  precious  thought,  that  Christ  has  wrought  In  us  His  work  com  -  plete! 

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my  God. 
so    sweet! 


Thro'  life's  dark  wild  He'll  lead  His  child,  Will  lead  me    safe 
I      need  not  fear  while  He   is  near — My   Sav  -  ior    and 
What  heights  of  love  all  else     a-bove  Could  crown  an     act 

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COPYRIGHT,   1894,   BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


He  Leads  and  Guides  Me. 


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Sweet  peace  and  rest,  Sweet  peace  and      rest. 

I      find     in      Him  sweet  peace  and    rest, 

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No.  75, 


Isaac  Naylor. 


CLINGIIMG  TO  THE  CROSS. 


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1.  I       am    com  -  ing   for   the  full  -  ness,  Counting  earth-ly  gain  but 

2.  Full  of   woe,  and   sin,  and  sigh-ing,    Feel  -  ing    inward  hil  -  lows 

3.  Wash, and  cleanse,  and  pu-ri  -  fy    me,    Purge  my  heart  from  sin-fnl 

4.  Now  He  saves  and  sane  -  ti  -  fi  -  eth,     Cleanseth  me  from  Avorld-ly 


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toss;  But      to      in -bred  sin    I'm  dy  -  ing, While  I'm  clinging 

dross;  Je  -    sus,  make  me  pure,  and  like  Thee,  As    I'm  clinging 

gloss;  O,      the  blood!   it   pu-ri   -  fi   -  eth.     As    I'm  clinging 

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No.  76.  WE' RE  ON  THE  WAY  TO  CANAAN'S  LAND. 

Rev.  H.  G.  Jackson.  W.  S.  Nickle. 


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2.  Thro'  wil-der-ness  -  es    wide    and  drear    Our  Lord  will  guide  our 

3.  His  pow'r  the  smit  -  ten   rock    con-  trols,      A      crys-  tal  stream  our 

4.  In        bos  -  tile  lands    we    feel      no    fear,     No       foe  our    on  -  ward 

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steps       a  -  right;  Be  -  hold,    to    prove    His  pre  -  sence  here,    The 

need     sup- plies;  He    feeds    our     bun-  gry  faint-  ing  souls  With 

march  can    stay;  In       ev  -  'ry      con  -  flict  He       is    near,  Whose 

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COPYRIGHT,    1839,    BY  W.    S.    NICKLE, 


No.  77.    BEAR  THE  TORCH  OF  THE  LORD, 


Wm.  H.  Gardner. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  There  are  lands  now  full    of  dark-ness — They  know  not    of   the  light 

2.  Who    will     go     to    tell  the  sto  -  ry        To    lands    a  -  cross  the  sea? 

3.  Who  will  wear  the  crown  of  glo  -  ry,         A    palm  of   vic-t'ry  win? 
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Who  will  bear  the  bless-ed  tid  -  ings,  And  set  the  cap  -  tives  free? 
Who  will  hast -en      to  the  hea-theu,    To    save  them  from     all      sin? 

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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY   CHAS.    H.    GABRIEL, 


No.  78, 


SAVED  BY  HIS  BLOOD, 


Mrs.  M.  Biiiss  Willson. 


Warrek  W.  Bentley. 


1.  TheSav-ior  called  so      lov  -  ing  -   ly  —  I     am  saved  by  His  blood— 

2.  His  lov  -  ing  words  came  to      my     ear  —  I     am  saved   by   His  blood — 

3.  He  that    be-  liev  -  eth— hear  the    word—  I     am  saved   by  His  blood— 


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'Come  un  -  to  me"  and  do  not  fear —  I  am  saved  by  His  blood- 
Hath  life    in    Je  -  sus  Christ  our  Lord —  I  am  saved  by  His  blood- 


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But  as  I  came  He  let  me  in  —  I  am  saved  by  His  blood. 
And  He  will    quick-ly  make  thee  whole,  And  will  save     by  His  blood. 


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Hal-  le  -  lu    -     jah!     Hal-le  -  lu     -     jah!        I   am  saved 
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Hal-le-lu-jah! 


No.  79. 


Hal-le-lu-jah! 

THE  CROSS. 


J.  H.  S. 


J.  H.  Stockton. 


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1.  The  cross,  the  cross,  the  blood-stained  cross!  ThehalloAved  cross  I  see; 

2.  The  cross,  the  cross,  that  heav  -  y    cross!    MySav-ior  bore  for     me; 

3.  The  wounds,  the  wounds,  those  painful  wounds!  Oh,  they  were  made  for  me; 

4.  The  death,  the  death,  the  aw  -  ful  death  I  That  Je-sus  died   for    me; 

5.  The  love,  the  love,  the  matchless  love!  That  bled  up  -  on    the    tree; 


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It  bowed  Him  to      the  earth  with  grief  On   sad  Mount  Cal-\a 
His  hands  and  feet,    His    ho  -  ly  head.  All  pierced  and  torn  I 
I   heard  His  groans,  His  pray'r,  "Forgive,"  His  bleeding  side  I 
It  melts  my  heart,    it   wins  my   love.  It  brings  me,  Lord,  to 
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HE  LEAOETH  ME. 


Francis  Rous. 


Cabbie  B.  Adams. 


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1.  The  Lord's  my  shepherd,  I'll  not  want;  He  makes  me  down  to 

2.  My    soul    He  doth  re -store  a  -  gain;  And  me     to  walk  doth 

3.  Yea,  tho'     I    walk  in  death's  dark  vale  Yet  will    I    fear    no 

4.  A       ta  -  ble  Thou  hast  fur-nished  me  In    pre  -  sence  of   my 

5.  Goodness    and  mer-  cy      all  my   life    Shall  sure-  ly    fol  -  low 


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With-in    the  paths  of    right-eous-ness,  E'en  for  His  own  name's  sake. 
For  Thou  art  with   me,    and  Thy  rod    And  staff  they  com  -  fort  me; 
My  head  Thou  didst  with  oil    an- noint  And  my  cup    o  -  ver- flows. 
And  in    God's  home  for  -  ev  -  er-more  Mydwell-ing  place  shall  be. 


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He    lead      -     -      eth    me,  He    lead      -     -      eth      me; 

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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY  CHA8.   H     GABRIEL. 


No.  81.  THERE'S  A  GREAT  DAY  COMING. 


W.  L.  T. 


W.  L.  Thompson. 


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2.  There's  a  bright  day    com-ing, 

A  bright  day    coming,  There's    a 

3.  There's  a    sad      day    com-ing, 

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part  -  ed  right  and  left,    Are  you  read-y  for  that  day  to  come? 

them  that  love  the  Lord,  Are  you  read-y  for  that  day  to  come? 

part,    I  know  ye    not!"  Are  you  read-y  for  that  day  to  come? 

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BY  PERMISSION  OF  W.  L.  THOMPSON  4  CO  ,  EAST  LIVERPOOL.  0 


No.  82 


NEARER  HOME. 


Ph(ebe  Carey 


Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Naylor. 


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1.  One  sweet  -  ly     sol- emn  thouglit,  Comes  to  me  o'er    and    o'er;      I'm 

2.  Near-er      my    Fa-ther's  house  Where  ma  -  ny   man-sions    be;       Near- 

3.  Near-er      the  bounds  of    life,     Where  bur-dens  are     laid  down,  AV here 

4.  Be     near     me  when    my    feet       Are  slip  -  ping  o'er     the    brink;   For 


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Where  I  shall  leave  the  heav-y    cross,  And    take  my  fade-less  crown. 
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SATISFIED  WITH  JESUS. 


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PRAISE  THE  LORD. 


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In  the  sul-try  hour  of  noon-day,  when  the  hearts  and  hands  are  weary 
In  the  qui  -  et  hush  of  ev-'ning,  when  we're  free  from  care  and  la-hor, 
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We  will    of  -  fer  our  thanksgiving     to  the   Giv  -  er     of     all  bless-ings, 
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And  of     past-ures  where  a  Shepherd  kind  shall  lead  our  will-ing  feet. 
Praising    Him  for  bless-ed   free-dom  wherein  Christ  has  made  us  free. 
The  tri  -  umph-ant  hosts  are  sing-ing    on    the  banks  of  Jordan's  stream. 
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No.  85.   WORK  FOR  THE  NIGHT. 

Key  of  P. 

1  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; 

Eest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Under  the  sunset  skies: 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing 

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

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
Work,  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


IMO.   86.  STAND  UP  FOR  JESUS. 

Tune:-WEBB. 

1  Stand  up!  stand  up  for  Jesus! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross; 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner. 

It  must  not  suffer  loss; 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  He  shall  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  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. 

3  Stand  up!  stand  up  for  Jesus! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song; 
To  him  that  overoometli, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


No.  87. 


SAUED  BY  FAITH 


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Rev.  Is.  Baltzell. 


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2.  Oh,liowsv5^eet  the  story  of  His  wondrous  grace,  I  am  saved  by  faith  in  His 

3.  I  will  sing  of    Je-sus  while  the  days  go  by,      I  am  saved  by  faith  in  His 

4.  I  will  keep  on  sing-ing  as    I  march   a-  long,     I  am  saved  by  faith  in  His 

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blood,  in  His  blood;  I  will  trust  in   Je  -  sus  while  I    run   my  race,  I  am 

blood,  in  His  blood ;  I  will  trust  His  promise,  on  His  strength  re  ly,  I  am 

blood,  in  His  blood;  In  my  home  in  glo  -  ry  this  shall  be   my  song,  I  am 


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No.  88. 


FOUNTAIN  OF  LIFE, 


W.  A.  O. 


W.  A.  Ogden. 


1.  A     fount -ain      of        life       is        o-   pened  wide;      It    flows,    to 

2.  Its     wa  -  ters      a     -    bund-ant      are,      and    pure!    For     sin     and 

3.  Its     wa  -  ters    you       free  -  ly      may       re  -  ceive,      If     you     will 


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No.  89. 

O.  Heginbotham. 


PERPETUAL  PRAISE. 


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2.  Nor  shall  my  tongue  a  -  lone  proclaim,  The      hon-ors    of    my     God; 

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My    life,  with  all    its      act-ive  pow'rs  Shall  spread  Thy  praise  a-broad. 
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I'll  praise  Thee, Lord, I' 11  bless  Thee,  Lord, 

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THE  BOOK  OF  LIFE. 


H.  N.  Lincoln, 


If     my    poor  name  be   writ  -  ten 

2.  Oh,    let      my  name  be   writ  -  ten, 

3.  Dear  Lord,  by    ear  -  nest  striv  -  ing, 

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With  -  in     the  book 
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Thy    will; 


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In  mer  -  cy  gra  -  cious  Sav  -  ior, 
By  prayer  and  sup  -  pli  -  ca  -  tion 


All  sor  -  row,  pain 
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En-  com  -  pass  me       a  -  round. 
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Thro'  sor  -  row,  pain,  and    strife. 


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If    my    poor  name  be     on  -  ly 

From  Thee,  Thou  blessed   Sav  -  ior. 

If    my    poor  name  be  writ  -  ten 


Up  -  on      its    pag  -  es      found. 
The    Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 
With  -  in     the  book      of      life. 


COPYRIGHT,   1891.   BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEL. 


No.  91 


NEAR  TO  THEE, 


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2.  Keep  me  near  to  Thee,  dear  Sav  -  ior,  Grant  me  this,  my  heart's  de  -  sire; 


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Speak,  oh,  speak  to  me,     dear  Sav-ior,  And  my  faint-ing   soul     in  -  spire. 


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Hold  my  hand  and  lead  me,  Sav-ior,      For     I    dare  not  go      a  -  lone. 

Lead  me    in-  to  light     e  -  ter-nal, — Lead  me,  O      my  Sav-ior  dear. 

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No.  92.  JESUS,  I  MY  CROSS  HAVE  TAKEN. 


Mozart. 


1.  Je  -  sus,  I     my  cross  have  tak-en,      All    to  leave  and  fol-low  Thee; 

2.  Let  the  world  de-spise,  for-sake  me,  They  have  left  my  Sav-ior,  too; 

3.  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure!  Come,  dis  as-ter,  scorn  and  pain! 


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Hu-raan  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me,  Thou  art  not,  like  man,  un  -  true; 
In     Thy  serv-ice  pain   is  pleasure;  With  Thy  fa  -  vor,  loss    is    gain; 


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Foes  may  hate,and  friends  may  shun  me.  Show  Thy  face  and  all  is  bright. 
Storms  may  howl  and  clouds  may  gather.  All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 


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Per  -  ish    ev-'ry    fond  am-bi-tion,  All  I've  sought,and  hoped,and  known; 
And,  while  Thou  shalt  smile  up-on  me,  God    of    wisdom,  love  and  might, 
I  have  called  Thee  "Abba,  Father,"    I  have  staved  my  heart  on  Thee; 


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Ralph  Wabdlow. 


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2.  Firm  -  ly  trust  -  ing    in    Thy  blood.  Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound; 


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Source  of  Every  Blessing. 


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Charles  Wesley, 

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DEPTH  OF  MERCY. 


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By     Thy   vie  -  to  -  rious  pow'r. 

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COPYRIGHT,   1893,  BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


No.96.  KING  OF  KINGS  AND  LORD  OF  LORDS. 


Thomas  Kelly. 


Dr.  H.  L.  GiLMOUR, 


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1.  The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns  Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 

2.  The  high  -  est  place  that  heav'n  af-fords     Is     to      one    Je  -  sus  giv'n; 

3.  The    joy      of    all    who  dwell     a-  bove,  The  joy      of     all    be  -  low, 

4.  To    them  the  cross  with   all      its  shame,  With  all     its  grace  is  giv'n; 

5.  They  suf  -  fer  with  their  Lord   be -low,  They  reign  with  Him  a  -  bove; 


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No.  97.   HE  LEAVES  IT  ALL  WITH  THEE. 


Mrs.  Jj.  M.  Beal  Bateman. 


ChAS.   H.   efABlflEL. 


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1.  Will  you  come  aud  taste  the  fount-ain  witli      its    wa  -  ter  flow-ing  free? 

2.  Will  you  come? 'tis    Je  -  sus   call  -  eth!  shall    He   still  en-treat  in  vain? 

3.  Oh,    let    no    false  hopes  de-ceive    you,  ho   false  pride  your  steps  de-lay! 


Ho!  ye  thirst-y  ones  who  perish,  He  has  left  it  all  with  thee; 
Still  for  you  be  in  -  ter  -  ced-ing  by  His  €or-row  and  His  pain? 
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He  Leaves  It  All  With  Thee. 


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No.  98. 


ZION. 


IMO.   99.       OLIVET. 


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  now  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 


S  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Bear  me  thro'  the  swelling  current. 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praises, 
I  will  ever  give  to  Thee. 


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

Savior  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  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  T  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread. 

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

From  Thee  aside. 


No.  100. 

J.  J.  Maxfield. 


JESUS,  THE  LIFE-BOAT. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  I've  looked  my  life    o  -  ver  and  count-ed   my  store,    And   oh,  what  a 

2.  If     one     in    ten  thousand    of    all    my  life's  sins  Were  brought  into 

3.  Too  long     I    have  wandered  a  -  way  from  the  fold,   And  gone  where  my 


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The  life     I  have- lived  shall  entice  me  no  more,  So 

,  How  should  I    con-fess    all  the  vileness  within     To 

Too  long  in  -  to  bondage    to  sin  1  was  sold   To 


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waiting  to  hear,  Thy  mercy  I  free- ly  em -brace;, 
humble  my  soul, The  blood  has  been  sprinkled  for  me, . , 


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Jesus,  the  Life-Boat. 


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Hakriet  E.  Jones. 


D.  B.  Towner. 


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W.  A.  O. 


SEEKING  THE  LOST. 


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2.  Seek  -  ing     the    lost,    and     pointing    to       Je  -  sus.     Souls  that  are 

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Christ  from  day    un  -  to    day ;     Cheer-ing  the  faint  and    rais  -  ing  the 


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va    -    tion,    Show  -  ing     the     path       to        life       ev  -  er    -    more, 
fall    -    en;     Point -ing     the     lost       to         Je  -  sus    the       way. 


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Bring-ing  the    wan d'rer.  back  a-gain 


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Seeking  the  Lost. 


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No.  104.  THE  GREAT  PHYSICIAN. 


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1  The  great  Physician  now  is  here, 

The  sympathizing  Jesus; 
He  speaks  the  drooping  heart  to  cheer, 
Oh,  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus. 

Chorus. 

Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song, 
Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung; 
Jesus,  blessed  Jesus. 

2  Your  many  sins  are  all  forgiven. 

Oh,  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus; 
Go  on  your  way  in  peace  to  heaven. 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus. 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb! 

I  now  believe  in  Jesus; 
I  love  the  blessed  Savior's  name, 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus. 


No.  105.    COME,  YE  SINNERS. 


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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 

Chorus. 

Turn  to  the  Lord  and  seek  salvation, 
Sound  the  praise  of  His  dear  name; 

Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

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

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger. 

Nor  of  titness  fondly  dream; 
All  the  fitness  He  requireth. 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  Him. 


No.  106.    HAVE  YOU  LEARNED  TO  PRAY. 


Mrs.  L.  M.  Beal  Batemak. 


C.  D.  Emerson. 


1.  When  temp-ta-tions  crowd  a-round  you,  Or  when  tri-als  throng  your  way, 

2.  Have    you  learned  to  look  to   Je  -  sus  When  the  joys  of  earth  have  sway. 

3.  Or         in    liv  -  ing    or      in   dy  -  iug,  In   the  night  or  in     the  day, 


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Lest  in  pleas -ure  you  for-  get  Him,  Have  you  ev  -  er  learned  to  pray? 
You  may    be     in  peace    a -bid -ing,    Ifyou'veev  -  er  learned  to  pray. 


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No.  107. 


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FOOTSTEPS  OF  JESUS. 


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1.  Come,  fol-low     in    the  foot-steps  Which  Je  -  sus  left    for    Thee; 

2.  Je    -  sus    for    us    has  trav  -  eled    The    path  of  grief  with  -  in; 

3.  And  He  has  left  plain  foot-steps,     By      His  ex -am -pie    given; 

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He  lived  a  life  of  sor  -  row,  But  yet  He  knew  not  sin. 
If  in    His  steps  we       fol    •    low,  We'll  rest  with  Him  in   heaven. 

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No.  108. 


WILL  YOU  BELIEVE? 


Mrs.  Ij.  M.  Beal  Bateman. 


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2.  'Tis    the  Word,  the  bless  -  ed  Word,  'Tis  the  Spir-it's    liv  -  ing  sword! 

3.  'Tis    the  Word,  the  fruit  -  ful  Word,  Bearing  joy    to  those  who  heard; 


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'Tis  the    seal    of   gra-cious  fa  -  vor  Of    the    liv- ing,  lov- ing  Savior; — 
Will  you  take  the  heav'nly    to-ken, — Full  and  free  for-give-ness  spok-en? 

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the    en-trance  to     your  heart  and   let  Him  in? 
the  ransom'd,  prais-ing  God     be  -  fore  His  throne? 

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Will  You  Believe? 


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3  Oh,  believe  Him. 

4  He  is  able. 

5  He  is  willing. 


6  Call  upon  Him. 

7  He  will  hear  you. 

8  Look  unto  Him. 

9  He  11  forgive  you. 


10  Only  trust  Him. 

11  Jesus  loves  you. 

12  Don't  reject  Him. 

13  I  believe  Him. 


No.  110.      GATHERING  THE  HARVEST. 


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2.  Gath-er-ing    in       the  har  -  vest,  O'er  fields  that  are  rough  and  wide; 

3.  Gath-er-ing    in       the  har  -  vest.  With  pa-tient  and  ten  -  der    care; 


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The  Mas-ter  will  make  us  wel-come, 


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A  -  long  by  the  high-way-side. 
The  har-vest-er's  joy    to    share. 


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COPYRIGHT,  1892,    BY   R.  M.  MrNTOSH, 


No.  111 


HE  SAUES  ME  TO-DAY. 


John  Cennick. 


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2.  The  way  the  ho  -  ly  prophets  went,  The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 

3.  Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  Thou,  blest  Lamb,  Shall  take  me  to  Thee, whose  I  am; 

4.  Then  will  I   tell    to  sin-ners  round,  What  a  dear  Sav-ior    I  have  found; 


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The  King's  highway  of  ho  -  li  -  ness,  I'll  go,  for  all  His  paths  are  peace. 
Noth-ing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, — Nothing  but  love  shall  I  re-ceive. 
I'll  point  to  Thy   re-deem-ing  blood,  And  say,  "Behold  the  way  to  God!" 


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No.  112.     ALL  THINGS  ARE  POSSIBLE. 

Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  All  things  are  pos  -  si-ble  to   Him,  That  can    in   Je  sus'  name  believe! 

2.  The  most  im  -  pos  -  si-ble  of     all,      Is  that    I  e'er  from  sin  shall  cease; 

3.  When  Thou  the  work  of  faith  hast  wrought,  I   shall  here  in  Thine  image  shine; 

4.  All  things  are  pos -si-ble  to    God,  To  Christ,  the  pow'r  of  God  in  man, 

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Yet,  shall  it     be?  I  know  it  shall, — Je  -sus,  look  to  Thy  faith-ful-ness; 
Nor  sin  in  deed,  or  word,  or  thought,  Let  men  exclaim, and  friends  repine, 
To    me,  when  I  am  all   renewed,  When  I    in  Christ  am  form'd  again. 


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If    noth-ing    is    too  hai'd  for  Thee,  All  things  are  pos-si-ble  to  me; 

They  cannot  break  the  firm   de  -  cree,  All  things  are  pos-si-ble  to  me; 

And  wit-ness  from  all   sin    set    free.  All  things  are  pos-si-ble  to  me; 


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And  wit-ness  from  all  sin   set  free,    All  things  are  pos  si-ble  to  me. 

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1.  My    coun  -  try,      'tis         of  thee,    Sweet  laud     of  lib    -    er  -  ty, 

2.  My      na  -  tive     coun  -  try,  thee,    Land    of      the  no    -    ble  free, 

3.  Let      mu  -  sic      swell     the  breeze,  And   ring    from  all        the  trees 

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Sweet  free-dom's  song;  Let  mor  -  tal  tongues  a  -  wake,  Let    all   that 

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2.  See!     the   gen-tle  Shepherd  leading;  Where  the  Shepherd  leads  I'll  go! 

3.  Tho'    my  feet    be  worn  and  wea-ry,  Where  the  Shepherd  leads  I'll  go! 


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Hark!  His  voice  in  mer  -  cy  pleading;  Where  the  Shepherd  leads  I'll  go! 
Tho'    the  mountain  side  be  drear  -  y,   Where  the  Shepherd  leads  I'll  go! 


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No.  115. 

Lanta  Wilson  Smith. 

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2.  Slightest  ac-tions  oft  -  en     Meet  the  sor-est  needs;  For  the  world  wants 

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Thro'  the  ills  of  life,    Scat-ter  smiles  and  sunshine  O'er  its  toil  and  strife. 


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2.  Yet  still      I     wander'd   on       in    sin.    Still  world-ly  pleasures  sought, 

3.  But,    in     my  hope-less-ness,  that  voice  Was  speak-ing  love  e'en  then, — 

4.  And  now  that     I    this  new  birth  have,  And  God  lives  in      mj'^  soul, 

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Un-til    it  seemed  all  hope  had  fled, —    I      had  my   ru   -  in     wrought. 
'If  thou  wouldst  full  sal- va  -  tion  have,  Thou  must  be  born     a  -  gain." 
I    pray  you,  sin  -  ner,  turn  to  Christ,  That  He  may  make  you  whole. 


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Helpless    I    am,  and  full  of  guilt,  But  yet  Thy  hlood  for  me  was  spilt; 
No  pre-par-a  -  tion  can    I  make.  My  best  resolves   I    on  -  ly  break; 
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And  Thou  canst  make  me  what  Thou  wilt,  But  take  me  as  I  am! 

Yet  save    me    for  Thine  own  name's  sake,  And  take  me  as  I  am! 

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But  take  me  as  I  am ! 


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The  battle  o'er,  the  vict'ry  won. 

Still,  still  my  cry  shall  be  alone, 

Lord,  take  me  as  I  am! 


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HIS  LOWE. 


Mrs.  L.  K.  Rogers. 


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make  me  your  choice;  "  And  I     en-tered  the ''Ha  -  ven    of  Eest!" 

an-choredmy    soul;        The     "Ha-ven  of    Rest"    is    my  Lord, 

ev     -    er    will    have        A        home  in  the  "Ha  -  ven    of  Rest." 

tern  -  pest  can   harm,      Se    -    cure  in  the  "Ha  -  ven    of  Rest." 

Ha  -  ven    of     Rest,"     And     say,  "my  Be  -  lov  -  ed      is  mine.* 


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No.  120, 


HOW  WILL  YOU  DO? 


Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  [saac  Natlor. 


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1.  When  jou  come  to  Jordan's  flood,  How  will  you  do, 

2.  You  who  have  no  more  than  form,  How  will  you  do, 

3.  You  who  have  been  turned  a-side.  How  will  you  do, 

4.  Christian,  now    I     turn  to  thee,   How  will  you  do, 


how  will  you  do? 
how  will  you  do? 
how  will  you  do? 
how  will  you  do? 


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You  who  now  contemn  your  God,  How  will  you  do. 
Can  you  brave  the  aw-ful  storm.  How  will  you  do. 
Whither  will  you  flee  to  hide?  How  will  you  do. 
When  thou  dost  the  riv  -  er    see,    How  will  you  do. 


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how  will  you  do? 
how  will  you  do? 
how  will  you  do? 


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Death  will  be      a     sol  -  emn  day;  When  the  soul  is  passed  a  - 
When  the  waves  of  death  as  -sail,      Ev  -  'ry  reed  and  prop  will 
Conscience  will  in    ter  -  ror   rise,     And   the  worm  that  nev-er 
To       the  cross    I   then  will  cling,  Shout,  "O  death,  where  is  thy 


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Forms  will  be  of  no  a  -  vail,  How  will  you  do,  how  will  you  do? 
When  you  sink  no  more  to  rise.  How  will  you  do,  how  will  you  do? 
"Vict'-ry!  vict'ry!'  I     will  sing.  That's  how  I'll  do,  that's  how  I'll  do. 

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COPYRIGHT,    1894,   BY   CHAS.    H.    GABRIEL. 


No.  121. 


TRUST. 


May  be  sung  as  a 


hy  Soprano  and  Tenor. 


Geo.  F.  Rosche. 


1.  Lord, my  heart  is    rest-ed,  strengthen'd,By  this  qui  -  et  hour  with  Thee;- 

2.  Here  Thy  peace,  like  music  steal-ing,     Stills  all  dis-cord,  tu-mult,  strife, - 

3.  For  more  per-fect    self-sur  -  render,      For    a    clos- er  walk  with  Thee! 


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In  the  sun-shine  of  Thy  presence,  All  earth's  gloom  and  shadows  flee. 
Fills  the  heart  with  ten-der  yearnings    For    a      no-bler,  sweet-er    life. 
For  a  meek  and  qui  -  et   spir  -  it,    From  all  car  -  nal  sins  set    free. 

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Lord,  while  still    on        earth  a  pilgrim,  I  would  in    Thy      love    a 
Lord,  while  still  on  earth  a  pilgrim,         I  would  in  Thy  love  a 


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Safely  thro'  life's  shades  and  sunshine,  Keep  me  ev-er  near  Thy 


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BY  GEO.  F.  ROSCHE. 


No.  122. 

F.  R.  Havergal. 


ALL  FOR  THEE, 


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William  G.  Fischer. 


1.  Take  my  life,  and  let     it      be      Con  -  se  -  cra-ted,    Lord,    to  Thee 

2.  Take  my  feet,  and  let  them  be    Swift  and  beau-ti  -  ful      for  Thee 

3.  Take  my  sil  -  ver  and   my  gold,  Not       a  mite  would  I    with -hold 

4.  Take  my  will,  and  make  it  Thine,    It     shall  be    no   long  -  er  mine 

5.  Take  my  love:  my  Lord,  I    pour     At     Thy  feet  its  tieas  -  ure-store 


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Take  my  hands,  and  let  them  move  At      the    im-pulse  of     Thy  love. 
Take  my  voice,  and  let    me   sing     Al  -  ways,  on  -  ly,    for      my  King. 
Take  my    mo-ments  and  my  days,  Let  them  flow  in    cease-less  praise. 
Take  my  heart,  it      is  Thine  own.    It     shall   be  Thy  roy  -   al  throne. 
Take  my  -  self,  and     I    will    be      Ev    -  er,    on  -  ly,    all      for  Thee. 


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COPYRIGHT,  BY  WM.  G.  FISCHER. 


No.  123. 


WALKING  BY  FAITH. 


A.  M.  TOPLADY. 


CfiAs.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  If     on      a     qui  -  et  sea, T'ward  heav'n  we  calmly  sail;. . 

2.  But  should  the  surg  -  es  rise, And  rest  de  -  lay    to    come; . 

3.  Soon  shall  our  quaking  fears All  yield  to  Thy    con-trol;.. 

4.  Teach  us,   in    ev  -  'ry  state, Thy  will    to  make  our  own; . 


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With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  Thee  We'll  own  the  fav'ring  gale. 
Blest  be    the  tem-pest,  kind  the  storm.  Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 
Thy  ten  -  der  mer  -  cies  shall  il-lume    The  mid-night  of  the    soul. 
And  when  the  joys     of  sense  de-part.     To  live  by  faith  a  -  lone. 


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Trust    -    -    ing  Thee  here  below.  Dear  Lambof  Cal  -  va-ry; 

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COPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEU 


No.  124.    MARCHING  TO  THE  LAND  ABOVE. 


Mrs.  W.  W.  Savage. 

SoPEANos  and  Altos  in  Unison. 


J.  H.  FiLLMORB. 


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2.  We  are  marching  t' ward  the  cit  -  y 

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Beau-ti-fiil  home  of   God, 


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beau-ti-ful  cit  -  y  fair;  Where  the  an  -  gel  an-thems 
beau-ti-ful  home  of  God ;     And  our  guide-book    is      His 


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ter-nal  love, 
fill  the  air, 
ho  -  ly  word, 


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The  beau-ti-ful  cit   -    y  fair.        l^L^^^^^'f    ^    glad  triumphant  song. 

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cit  -  y  fair,  Beau-ti-ful  cit  -  y  fair, 
home  of  God,  Beau-ti-ful  home  of   God, 


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No.  126.       THE  WONDERFUL  STORY. 


Rev.  I.  N.  McHoSB. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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No.  127.    BEHOLD  WIE  STANDING  AT  THE  DOOR, 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


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grief  and  pain!  I     died  to  ran  -   som  thee  from  sin,  May  I  come 

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No.  128.   WALKING  AND  TALKING  WITH  JESUS. 


Rev.  Wm.  Appel. 


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Dr.  S.  B.  Jackson. 

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1.  When   the  low  -  ly  Je  -  sus  trod    the  paths   of   men      be -low, 

2.  You  may  walk  witti  Him  to  -  day !    be  -  lieve    it,    wea  -  ry    soul, 

3.  Oh,     the    joy    to    walk  with  Je  -  sus    to      our  home    a  -  bove, 


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row,  and  their  crush-ing  woe; 
His  words  will  make  you  whole; 
His    ev  -    er  -  last  -  ing    love; 


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With  the  smile  of    His    dear    face. 
Oh,    the  joy    to    talk    with    Je  - 


they  joined  Him  on  the  way, 
He'il  cheer  you  on  the  way, 
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Safe  -  ly  He  will  guide  and  lead  you  on  from  day  to  day. 
And     to    feel      at     ev  -  'ry  turn     the  touch    of    His    dear    hand. 


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Walk-ing  and  talk-ing  with     Je  -  sus,     Brings  the  light     of     day; 


Walking  and  talk-ing  with    Je  -  sus,     Fills     the  heart  with    love; 

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THE  SINNER  INUITED. 


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f  Sin  -    ner,  go,    will     you  go         To 
\  Where  the  storms  nev  -  er  blow,     And 
?  Where  the  saints  rob'd    in  white,  Cleans 
t  Shin  -  ing  beau-teous  and  bright,  They 
j   He's    pre-pared  thee      a    home — Sin  - 
I   And      in-vites    thee    to    come,    Sin  - 


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the  high-lands    of   heav-en? 

the  long    sum-mer's  giv  -  en: 
'd  in  life  s  flow  -  ing  fount-ain; 

in  -  hab  -  it      the  mountain, 
ner,  canst  thou     be-lieve    it? 
ner,  wilt    thou     re-ceive  it? 


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Z).C— Will  be  felt  for  a  day,  Nor 
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the  breez  -  es  are 
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Where  no  sin  nor  dis  -  may,  Nei  - 
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THE  MASTER'S  CALL. 


Mrs.  Ida  M.  Budd. 


Chas.  H.  Gabbiel. 


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1.  Why  i  -  die  rest  the  hands  to-day,  That  should  the  sharpened  sickle  wield? 

2.  Waste  not  the  hours  in  vain  re-gret;  Go  forth  with  willing  heart  and  true; 

3.  Stay  not  to  choose  your  place  or  task,  Take  that  which  nearest  lies  to  you: 

4.  And  when  the  '  'harvest  home"  shall  ring  Thro'  all  the  heav'ns  its  glad  refrain, 


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Sheaves  wait  the  reapers'  sick  -  le  yet,  And  much  may  still  be  done  by  you. 
The  blessing  waits  for  those  who  ask,-"What  will  Thou  have  me.  Lord, to  do?" 
They  at  the  feet  of  Christ,  their  King,  Shall  lay  their  sheaves  of  golden  grain. 


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No.  131.    WHAT  A  GLORIOUS  REDEEMER! 

Rev.  H.  G.  Jackson.  A.  Bbirly. 

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1.  My  Sav  -  ior  left  His  throne  on  high,  And  came  to  earth  for  me    to    die; 

2.  Be-neath  the  heav  -  y  cross,  low  bent.  Up  Calv'ry's  rugged  steeps  He  went; 

3.  That  all  might  know  His  pow'r  to  save,  He  rose  in    triumph  from  the  grave: 

4.  Reign  too,  O  bless-ed    King  di-vine,  For-ev  -  er     in   this  heart  of  mine; 

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What  a  glo  -  rious  Re-deem-er!  From  sin  and  death  to  set  me  free, 
What  a  glo  -  rious  Re-deem-er!  And  now  His  cru  -  el  sufPrings  o'er, 
What  a     glo  -  rious  Re-deem-er!     Thy  sov'reign  right  in    me     I    own; 

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No.  132.  THE  HARBOR  LIGHTS  OF  HOME. 


Mrs.  Ida  M.  Budd. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  O'er  the  trackless  deep  the  sail  -  or  sails  for  many   a    wea  -  ry    day,  \ 

2.  O'er  life's  sea  the  Christian  sail  -  or  steers  his  bark  with  stead  -  y  hand, 

3.  So  when  fair  skies  bend  a-bove  us,     as    we  glide  the  bil  -  lows  o'er' 


Long-ing  for  the  peace-ful  hav-en  and  the  dear  ones  far  a  -  way; 
Knowing  that  his  chart  and  compass  will  di  -  rect  him  safe  to  land; 
Or  when  dark'ning  shadows  gath-er,   and     the  tem-pests  rage    and  roar, 


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And  he  finds  a  calm  in  tu-mult,and  a  bright-ness  in  the  gloom. 
We  will  trust  that  to    the    ha  -  ven    of      our  hopes  we  soon  shall  come. 


For  he  knows  that  in  the  dis-tance  shine  the 
As  his  faith  be-holds  the  shin-ing  of  the 
Guid-ed    by    the  stead-y  gleam-ing   of       the 


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har  -  bor  lights  of  home, 
bar  -  bor  lights  of  home, 
har  -  bor  lights  of  home. 


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The  Harbor  Lights  of  Home. 


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beaming  ev  -  er  -  more; Tho'  they  \ 

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and      crea-ture  complaints, 

com  -  mun-ion  with  saints! 

a         stran-ger    to   grace, 

gay      pleasures  to  trace; 

have    seen  fade    a  -  way; 

but      soon  they  de  -  cay; 

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Rev.  Isaac  Naylor. 


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my    home  in    yon  coun-try    of      light,    Of    the 
my     rest    in  yon  clime,  bright  and  fair,  Where  no 
my  friends  in    yon     re  -  gion  of      light.  Who  have 
my  change  from  earth's. sorrows  and  fears,  Then  the 


robes,  crowns,  and  mansions  re-splen-dent  and  bright,  Of  the  fam-'ly     of 
storm-blast,  nor  fog-cloud  sweep  thro'  the  pnre  air,  Where  the  din,  strife  and 
finished  their  course,  and  have  fought  the  good  fight,  Who  strike  their  gold 
darkness  dis-pels,    and  the  mist  dis  -  ap-pears;       Faith  bright-ens  my 


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clam -or  of  earth  all  are 
harp-chords,  while  music  so 
vis  -  ion,    in    rap-ture,    to 


sing  Their  loud-swell 
o'er, Where  sin,    pain 
sweet  Re  -  ech  -  oes 
see      My  home,  rest, 


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and  rings  thro'  the 
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No.  135. 


COMING  THIS  WAY. 


Rev.  Alfred  J.  Hough 
Not  too  fast. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  The  winds  from  the  garden  of  Eden  are  blowing,  And  gladly  we  yield  to  their 

2.  The  signs  of  a  kingly  approach  are  appearing,  Triumphant  in  faith,  as  we 

3.  How  near  and  how  clear  are  the  tokens  before  us,  That  Love  shall  His  might  in  sal- 


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va  -  tion  display;  The  day  of  redemption    is  now  breaking  o'er  us, — The 


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COPYRIGHT,    1894,    BY  CHAS. 


No.  136. 

Fred  Woodrow. 


ON  THE  ROCK, 


C.  C,  Case. 


1.  Standing    on   the  Rock    of    A 

2.  Standing    on   the  Rock    of    A 

3.  Standing    on  the  Rock    of    A 


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dangers  what  they  may.  And  break  the  waves  of  care,    A  -  mid  the  wild  com- 
watching,  we  be-lieve,  We  trust  His  promise  sure,  That  crowns  of  joy  are 


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bil -lows  Of  life's  tempestuous  sea. 
mo  -  tion.  We  stand  in  safe  -  ty  there, 
wait-ing  For  all   His  saints  se  -  cure. 


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Standing    on    the  Rock,  I     am 


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On  the  Rock. 


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1.  Thy  kingdom  come!  we  watch  and  wait, With  fervent  lips  we  pray; 

2.  Gh,  joy  -  ful  scene!  Oh,  world-wide  rest,  When  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 

3.  So    let  Thy  glo-rious  kingdom  come.  As  comes  the  morn-ing  ray, 

4.  We  watch,  we  work,  for  Thee  a-lone;   On  Thee,  our  help,  we  call; 


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From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west.  Shall  own  Thy  peaceful  reign. 
And  fills  heav'n's  wide  expanding  dome  With  pure  and  per  -  feet  day. 
O  King    of   saints,  come,  take  Thy  throne,  Triumphant  Lord  of   all. 


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No.  138. 


FORWARD  INTO  LIGHT. 


Henry  Alford. 


H.  A.  Henry. 


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2.  Forward!  flock  of     Je    -     sus,    Salt     of       all      the  earth,      Till  eacli 


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OARE  TO  00  RIGHT. 


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3.  Dare  for  -sake  what  j-^ou  deem  wrong;  Dare  to  walk       in    wis-dom's 


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sess;  Dare  to  wear  it  next  your  heart;  Dare, when  others  curse,  to  hless. 
way;    Dare  to  give  where  gifts  belong;  Dare  God's  precepts  to     o  -  bey. 


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COPYRIGHT,   1891,  BY  CHAS.  H.  GABRIEU 


No.  140. 


WAITING  FOR  YOU 


Mrs.  Ida  M.  Budd. 


C.  D.  Emerson. 


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2.  Per    -  chance  for  the  words  you  might  utter,      Some       sad  ear     is 

3.  Oh,  time  pass  -  es  swift  -  ly,  my  broth-er.      And      brief,    at    the 


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vain ;  Or  the  help  you  could  of  -  fer  might  res-cue  Some 
day;    .The  work  God  appoints  you    is  wait-ing, — Some 


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wa-ters     to      stray, — That  see-ing  you,  oth-ers  may 

an-guish  and    pain.     You  know  not  what  lives  may  be 

sealed  by  de  -  lay.        Then  bit  -  ter    in-deed  were  your 


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If  you  are    but  faith-ful  and      tiue,       Nor  how 

The        deep-est  your  soul  ev  -  er       knew,       If    but 


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much  you  may  do  for  the  Master,  Thro'  those  who  who  are  waiting  for  you. 

one  should  be  left  out  of  heav-en,     Be-cause  he   was  waiting  for  you ! 


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COPYRIGHT,  1894,  BY  CHAS. 


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Chorus. 


Waiting  for  You. 


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call  -  ing  you,  brother, 


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No.  141.    MY  SOUL,  BE  ON  THY  GUARD. 

George  Heath.  Dr.  Lowell  Mason. 


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1.  My    soul,    be      on      thy     guard;    Ten    thousand    foes      a   -   rise; 

2.  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and     pray.      The    bat  -  tie    ne'er  give    o'er; 

3.  Ne'er  think  the    vie  -  fry      won.       Nor    lay    thine    ar  -  mor    down, 


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The  hosts  of  sin  are  press  -  ing  hard  To  draw  thee  from  tlie  skies. 
Ee  -  new  it  bold  -  ly  ev  -  'ry  day,  And  help  di  -  vine  implore. 
The  work   of  faith  will  not    be       done,     Till  thou  obtain   the  ci-own. 


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W.  A.  O. 


W.  A.  OODBN. 


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1.  'Tis     the  grand-est      theme  thro'   the         a  -    ges    rung;  'Tis     the 

2.  'Tis      the  grand-est      theme    in      the     earth     or    main;  'Tis     the 

3.  'Tis      the  grand-est      theme,  let     the        ti  -  dings  roll,     To     the 


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theme      for  a         mor  -  tal     tongue,    'Tis       the 

theme      for  a         mor  -  tal     strain,      'Tis       the 

heart,       to         the       sin    -    ful      soul;      Look       to 


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grand    -   est      theme       that        the      world       e'er  sung,    "Our 

grand  -    est      theme       tell         the      world        a      -       gain,     "Our 
God  in        faith,        He        will     make       thee  whole,  "Our 


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DENNIS. 


John  Fawcbtt. 


®E0.  Naegbli. 


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Blest  be      the     tie      that  binds    Our  hearts  in  Chris-tian  love;  The 

Be  -  fore   our    Fa  -  ther's  throne,  We  pour  our  ar  -  dent  prayers;  Our 

We  share  our    mu  -  tual    v^oes;    Our  mu  -  tual  bur  -  dens  bear;  And 

When  we     a  -  sun  -  der     part,      It  gives    us  in  -  ward  pain;   But 

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C.  H.  G. 


I  AM  THE  WAY. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


1.  In  from  the  highways,  In  from  the  by-ways,  Gather  souls  in    Je  -  sus' 

2.  Go  to    the  err  -  ing,  Kind-ly  and  cheer-ing,  Point  them  to  the  Cru-ci- 

3.  Go,  then,  believing,  Bless-ing  re  -  ceiv-  ing,  You  shall  reap  re- ward  a  - 


name;  Pub-lish  the  sto  -  ry,  Her  -  aid  His  glo  -  ry,  Un-  to  the  world  His 
fied ;  Res  -  cue  the  pray' rless,  Plead  with  the  careless,  Till  they  in  Je-sns 
bove;   Je-sus  is  call- ing, -Darkness  is  fali-ing,  On  with  the  blessed 


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safe  -  ly  a  -  bide.  >• 
la  -   bor    of   love.      ) 


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Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life,  Come  unto  me,  Oh, come  to    me,  and  ye  shall  live. 


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K.  Shaw. 


Geo.  a.  Minor. 


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1  Sowing  in  the  morning,  sowing  seeds  of  kindness. 

Sowing  in  the  noontide,  and  the  dewy  eves; 
Waiting  for  the  harvest,  and  the  time  of  reaping, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 

Cho. — Bringing  in  the  sheaves,  bringing  in  the  sheaves, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheav 

2  Sowing  in  the  sunshine,  sowing  in  the  shadows. 

Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  winter's  chilling  breeze; 
By  and  by  the  harvest,  and  the  labor  ended, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 

3  Go  then,  ever  weeping,  sowing  for  the  Master, 

Though  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often  grieves; 
When  our  weeping's  over.  He  will  bid  us  welcome, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the  sheaves. 


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ZION  TRIUMPHANT, 


Thos.  Hastings. 
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J.  M.  DtTNGAN. 


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1.  Hail      to   the  brightness  of     Zi  -  on's  glad  morn-ing!       Joy       to    the 

2.  Hail      to    the  brightness  of     Zi  -  on's  glad  morn-ing!      Long     by    the 

3.  See,     from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of    the       o  -  cean,     Praise      to    Je  - 


lands^that  in  dark-ness  have  lain! 
proph-ets  of  Is  -  rael  fore  -  told ; 
ho-  vah    as  -  cend-ing     on  high; 


Hushed      be    the  ac-cents  of 
Hail  to     the  millions  from 

Fall'n        are   the  en-gines  of 


sor- row  and  mourning;      Zi    -    on     in     tri-umph  be  -  gins  her  mild  reign, 
bondage    re -turning;      Gen  -  tiles  and  Jews  the   blest  vis -ion   be-hold. 
war  and  com  -  mo-tion ;  Shouts     of    sal  -  va  -  tion    are  rending  the  sky. 


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GENTLY  LEAD  US 


Thomas  Hastings. 


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No.  148.       THE  SHELTERING  CROSS, 


Thomas  Kellt. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  We  sing  the  praise  of  Him  who  died,  Of  Him  who  died  up-on  the  cross; 

2.  Inscribed  up-on  the  cross  we    see    In    shin-ing  let-ters  "God  is  Love;" 

3.  The  cross!  it  takes  our  guilt  a-way ;   It  holds  the  faint-ing  spir  -  it  up: 

4.  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe,  The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 


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The  sin-ner's  hope  let  men  de-ride,  For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 
He  bears  our  sins  up  -  on  the  tree,  He  brings  us  mer  -  cy  from  a-bove. 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day,  And  sweetens  ev  -  'ry  bit  -  ter  cup. 
The  sin-ner's  ref-uge  here  be  -  low.  The  an-gels'  theme  in  heav'n  a-bove. 


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GABRIEU 


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J.  Kempthorn, 


PRAISE  HIM. 


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1  j      O    my     God,  how  Thy  sal  -  va-tion   Fills  my  soul  with  peace  and  joy: 
'   I  Pa- tience  gives,  and  con-so  -  la- tion, Which  the  world  cannot  de-stroy. 

2  /  Praise  to    God,   the  glo-rious  Giv-er,  Christ,  the  Sav-ior     of    the    lost, 

*  \  And  the    Com-fort  -er    for  -  ev  -  er,      Fa-ther,   Son,  and  Ho  -  ly  Ghost. 
o    \  For    that  love  whose  ten-der   mercies   Pur  -  est    joys  do    dai  -  ly  bring; 

*  I      I    will    in    my    life   con-fess  Thee,  With  my  mouth  Thy  praises  sing. 


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No.  150. 


PRAYING  FOR  YOU 


Rev.  H 

G.  Jackson.    D.  D. 

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1.  Your  mother  is    pray-ing  for 

2.  Your  mother,  how  oft  when   a 

3.  Your  mother   is     pray-ing  for 

4.  Your  mother's  in  heav-en     to  - 


you;  Young  man,  will  you  list  -  en    to  - 

child,  In  her  dear  lov-ing  arms  you  found 

you,  With  grief-  la-den  sighs  and  with 

night!  Ah!  she  turns  from  the  soul-thrilling 


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rest,      As  she  sooth'd  you  and  sang  you  to  sleep, With  your  head  pillow'd 
tears;  You  have  wander'd  from  God,  but  her  love  Has    fol-low'd  you 

joy         Of  the  ransom'd,with  yearnings  t'ward  earth.  And  prays  for  her 


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vir  -  tue  and    right;    You  are  lost  in    the  maz-es     of  sin; —  Oh,  re- 
soft    on    her    breast;      How  fond-ly    she  gazed  on  you  then,  Her 
thro'  the  long  years:     Though  others  have  failed  you,  her  heart  Has 
wan-der  -  ing    boy.          In      heav-en  she's  pray-ing    for  you,  As  she 


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turn!  to  your  manhood  be  true!     Come  to  Je-  sus  and  par-don  re  -  ceive; 

mother-heart  throbbing  with  joy,  While  soft-ly  she  murmured  the  prayer, 

ev  -   er  been  faithful  and  true,  Though  long  you  have  slighted  her  love, 

prayed  with  her  last  fleeting  breath,  When  the  light  of  her  love-beaming  eyes 


Your  mother    is    praying  for  you,   Your  mother     is  praying  for 

''God  bless  you,  my  dar-ling,  my  boy,  God  bless  you,  my  darling,my 

She's  praying,still  praying  for  you,  She's  praying,  still  praying  for 

Was  veiled  by  the  shad-ow  of  death.  Was  veiled  by  the  shadow  of 


you. 
boy." 
you. 
death. 


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Your  moth-er    is  praying  for  you,  for  you,  Your  mother    is  praying  for  you^,  for  you;  You  have 

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No.  151.      WE'LL  NEVER  SAY  GOOD-BY. 


Geo.  C.  Hugg. 

Geo.  C.  Hugg. 

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1.  In    the  morn  of  morns  when  we  all  meet  there,  In  the  home  far     a- 

2.  Nev-er     sad-ness  there,  neith-er  grief  nor  tear,    In  that  beau- ti  -  ful 

3.  With  our  kin-dred  dear,  in  that  home  of   love,  While  the  a  -  ges     e- 

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bove  the  sky,  We'll  re  -  call  the  scenes  we  have  left  be  -  hind.  But  we 
home  on  high!  But  they  swell  the  song,  hap-py  ransom 'd  throng,  And  they 
ter  -  nal  fly,    We  will  meet,  and  sing    at  the    Sav-ior's  feet,  But  we 


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meet    -    ing,  hap-py   greet    -    ing,When  we  nev  -  er    say  "good-by." 
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COPYRIGHT,  1892,  BY  GEO.  C.  HUGG. 


No.  152. 


OUR  FATHERS'  GOD. 


Fred  Woodbow. 


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1.  Our  Fa-thers  trust-ed    in      the  Lord,  He    was  their  ref -uge  strong; 

2.  For  faith  and  truth  and  love  of    God,  They  fought  the  ho  -  ly    fight; 

3.  They,  one  by  one,  have  cross'd  the  flood,  And  reached  the  Canaan  shore; 

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The     sen  -  ti  -  nels  of     Zi  -  on's  walls,  And  watchers     in      the     night. 
And,    one    by  one,  we    fol  -  low    on       To  those  who've  gone  be  -  fore. 


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Thro'  storm-y    flood  and  mar  -  tyr    fire,    To    glo  -  ri  -  fy    His    name. 


COPYRIGHT,  1891,  BY  OHAS.  M.  GABRIEL. 


No.  153.    OH,  SUCH  WONDERFUL  LOUE. 


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O  what  af  -  fee  -  tion  the  Sav-ior  has  shown  To  shameful  -  ly 
Pal  -  ac  -  es,  man-sions  and  inns  had  no  room  For  Christ,  who  so 
Man  of  great  sor  ■  rows   and  homeless  was    he,    But  yet      my    Ee 


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die    on    the 
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tree,     Leav-ing    his    scep-tre  and  beau  -  ti   - 
came  Down  from  yon  heav-en    our  path    to 
Friend,  Pour-ing    in      in  -  fi-nite  streams  up  - 

ful  throne 
il  -  lume, 
on     me. 

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To  res  -  cue  a  sin 
And  save  us  from  sin 
A       love    that    can    nev 


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BY  PER.  MEWRY  DATE,  OWNER  OF  COPYRIGHT. 


No.  154. 

Margaeet  Mack  ay. 
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ASLEEP  IN  JESUS. 


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3.  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest, Whose  waking  is supremely 

4.  Asleep  in  Jesus!  oh,  for    me May  such  a      bliss      -  ful  ref-uge 

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blest!  No  fear,  no  foe  shall  dim  that  hour  That  man-i-fests  the  Savior's  pow'r. 
be!      Se- cure- ly  shall  my  ashes   lie,  Waiting  the  sum     -    mons  from  on  high. 

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No.  155.       STEADILY  MARCHING  ON 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

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home,  where  the  blest  6ath-er  and  praise  the  Savior's  name,  praise  Him  for-ev-er. 

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THE  LORD'S  PRAYER. 


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1  Our  Father  which  art  in  heaven,  ]  Hallowed  |  be  Thy  |  name.  |1 

Thy  kingdom  come.     Ihy  will  be  done  in  |  earth,  as  it  |  is  in  J  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our —  |  daily  |  bread.  || 

And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  |  we  for-  |  give  our  |  debtors. 
15  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-  |  liver  |  us  from  |  evil:| 

For  Thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  glory,  for- 1  ever.  I  A- 1  men. 


No.  157.     THE  TIDAL  WAVE  IS  COIVIING. 


Rev.  John  P.  Brooks. 


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2.  We're  waiting,  Lord,  and  longing,  till  Thou  shalt  come  again,  To  claim  Thine 

3.  There's  cleansing  offered  free-ly     to     all  who  come  to-day;  And,  trust-ing 


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own,  and  on  Thy  throne,  in  peace  and  love  to    reign;  We'll  wait  that  glorious 
in      the  prom-  i  -  ses,  will  walk  the  nar-row  way;  For  per-  feet  peace  in 

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cora-ing,  till,  from  out  the  op'ningsky,  Our  Lord  shall  come  to  take  us  home, 
Him  is  found,  and  joys  which  ne'er  shall  die,  And  when  He  conies  we'll  reign  with  Him, 

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Fine.     Choeus.  .  .        ». 


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He's  com-ing  by  and   by. 

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No.  158. 


SEEK  THE  REFUGE, 


Feed  Woodrow. 


C.  HUTCHI^•SON. 

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3.  Seek,  oh,  seek  the   mer-  cy    of-  fered,  Ere  sal  -  va  -  tion,  full  and  free, 

3.  Soon,  oh,  soon  the  lamp  that's  shining,  For  thy  feet     a    guid-ing  light, 

4.  Why,oh,  why  de  -  lay  your  com-ing,  Waiting  for      a     fu  -  ture  day, 


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No.  159. 


THE  WARNING  CALL 


Words  and  Melody  furnished  by  Isaac  Natlor. 

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1.  Hark,  sinner!  list  to  the  voice  of  the  Lord!   Jus-tice  is   standing  with 

2.  Down  in  the  rap-ids  of  sin,  shame  and  blight,  Thou'rt  be  -  ing  hur-  ried  to 

3.  Swift  -  ly  the  cur-rent  of  sin  bears  thee  on!     Look,  sin-ner,  look  to  the 

4.  List  -  en,  oh,  list  -  en, — give  ear  to  the  call;  Come,  for  He   call-eth  the 


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darkness  and  night;  Stop  ere  thou  ends  in  the  whirlpool  of  woe.  Where  the 
cru  -  ci  -  fied  One:  Hark!  hear  His  voice  saying;"Coaie  unto  me, "Come,  oh, 
rich, poor,  and  all!  Jesus  stands  waiting  with  arms  open  wide.  Come!  there's 

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God  -  less  and  pen-i-tentless  go. 
come,  and  thy  soul  shall  be  free, 
ref  -  uge  in   His    riv  -  en  side. 


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No.  160. 

Eev.  E.  Pebronet. 


CORONATION 


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O.  HOLDEN. 


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hail  the  pow'r  of 
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ev  -  'ry  tribe,  On  this  ter-  res-trial  hall, 
sa  -  cred  throng  We    at   His  feet  may  fall; 

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To  Him  all  maj  -  es  -  ty     ascribe,  And  crown  Him  Lord    of       all. 

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SALVATION  IS  FREE. 


Harriet  E.  Jones. 


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2.  I      am    so  glad   that    our  Sav  -  ior    is  King,  And  needs  not  the  rich- 

3.  I      am    so  glad  that      a  sin  -  ner  may  live,  And  share  in    the  rich- 


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No.  162.      SCATTER  BRIGHT  SMILES. 


G.  W.  L. 


G.  W.  Lton. 


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1.  Scat  -  ter  bright  smiles  all  a  - 

2.  Scat  -  ter  bright  smiles  all  a  - 

3.  Scat  -  ter  bright  smiles  all  a  - 

4.  Scat  -  ter  bright  smiles  all  a  - 


round  you,  They  cheer 

round  you,  More    pre  - 

round  you,  Ee  -  mem  - 

round  you,    We    nev  - 

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beau  -  ti  -  ful  rain  That  falls  on 
treas  -  ures  of  gold,  They  light  -  en 
weak  and  op  -  pressed ;  Oh,  smile  on 
where  they  may  fall;    Then   ev   -   er 


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the  with-er  -  ing  flow 
the  bur-dens  of  oth 
the  poor  and  the  need 
be  read  -  y    and  will 


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cheer  up  the  young  and  the    old. 
com  -  fort  the    sad   and  dis-tressed. 
scat  -  ter  bright  smiles  o-ver      all. 


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1.  Out      up-on    the  o  -  cean  of  life,  with  flowing  sail,  Swift-ly  we  are  driv- 

2.  Tho'  the  storms,  up-ris-ing  in  fu  -  ry,  beat  around,    And  the  rolling  thun- 

3.  Staunch  and  true  the  vessel  that  bears  us  o'er  the  tide!  Soon  we'll  cast  the  an- 


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ders      a-wake  with  clashing  sound, 
chor    up  -  on    the    oth  -  er    side! 


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cor  -  al  reefs  a-larm, — Christ  is  at  the  wheel!  We  are  safe  from  ev-'ry  harm! 
on  the  oth  -  er  shore,  And  our  songs  of  praise  rise  above  the  o-cean's  roar, 
ev  -  er  we  will  sing    Glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah    to  our    e  -  ter-  nal  King! 


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Sailing  o'er  the    o      •      cean. 


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Sailing  O'er  tlie  Ocean. 


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Hal      -       le 
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we     are      go   -    iug  home, 
we     are      go   -    ing  home. 


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No.  164. 


THERE  IS  A  FOUNTAIN. 


William  Cowper. 


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*  1  And  sin-ners  plunged  beneath  that  flood,  [Owii ] 


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Lose  all  their  guilty  stains.  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains.  Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 


3  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. 


E'er  since  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  woundf  supply, 
Eedeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 

And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 
Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave.       [tongue, 


No.  165. 


John  King. 


HE  LOUES  THEM. 


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1.  When  His    sal  -  va  -  tion  bring-iug,     To     Zi  -  on      Je  -  sus      came, 

2.  And   since  the    Lord  re  -  tain  -  eth     His  love     to      chil-dren    still, 

3.  For  should  we     fail   pro-claim-ing     Our  great   Re  -  deem-er's    praise, 


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And  cry      a  -  loud,  "Ho  -  san  -  na      To      Da  -  vid's  roy  -  al       Son!" 

No!  while  our  hearts  are    ten  -  der,  They    too,   shall  be     the      Lord's 

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He  Loves  Them. 


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BLESSED  JESUS. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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2.  Own    me,      Je  - 

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sus,  God's  own  child!  Gen-tle    Je  -  sus,  meek  and  mild, 

sus,      I      am  Thine;  Let  Thy  love  with  -  in    me  shine; 

dian      of     my  heart.  May   I   from  Thee  nev  -  er    part; 


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Great  Thy  beau  -  ty,    great  Thy  love,    Ho  -  ly     Je  -  sus,  Heav'nly  Dove. 
Help     me      to      be      free  from  sin,  Pure  with-out,  and   pure  with-in. 
Pre  -  cious   Lov  -  er        of    my   soul,  Keep  my  life    in      Thy  con-trol. 

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Je  -  sus,    In     joy  -  ful     lays      we  give   Thee  praise; 

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No.  167.         RETURN,  0  WANDERER. 


Dr.  Hastings. 
Tenor  and  Alto. 


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1.  Re-turn,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home! 
^.  Re- turn,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home! 
3.  Re-turn,  O  wand'rer,  to  thy  home! 


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'Tis    Je-sus  calls  for 
'Tis  madness  to     de  - 
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mer-cy's  day!- 


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No.  168, 


HEAVENLY  REST, 


J.  MONTGOMBRT. 


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2.  "For-ev  -  er   with  the   Lord!"  Fa-  ther,     if    'tis  Thy  will,   The 

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prom  -  ise  of  that  faith  -  ful  word,  E'en  here  to  me  ful  -  fill, 
death    I    shall    es  -  cape  from  death,  And  life       e  -  ter  -  nal  gain. 


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No.  169.        HE  HATH  REDEEMED  ME, 


Ida  M.  Budd. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Christ  is    my  Sav-ior;  He  hath -redeemed  me,  Sealed  my  forgiveness  and 

2.  When  I      in   darkness  aim-less  -  ly  wandered,  Bound  by  the  fet  -  ters  of 

3.  Slow  -  ly    my  heart  its  stubborn  will  yield-ed,  Slow-ly    un-closed  to    His 

4.  He    hath  redeemed  me!  Lost  one,  O    lost  one;  Still  He    is    seek-ing  the 

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called  me  His  friend;  Un  -  to  my  heart  He  is  ten-der-ly  say-  ing: 
er  -  ror  and  sin ;  Faith-f ul  He  sought  me,  so  earn-est  -  ly  plead  -  ing, 
pres-ence  di-vine,  But  He  hath  conquered,  and  gladly  I  own  Him; 
err  -  ing  to   win;       At  your  heart's  door  He  is  knocking  and  wait  -  ing, 

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"Lo!     I      am  with  you,  e'en  un  -  to    the  end! 

Pa-tient-ly    call  -  ing  the  wan-der  -  er     in. 
Praise  His  dear  name,  His  sal- va  -  tion     is  mine! 
Will  you  not  hear  Him,  and  bid  Him  come  in? 


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1.  O  when  shall  my  soul  find  her  rest,  My  stragglings  and  wrestlings  be  o'er; 

2.  Now  search  me  and  try  rae,   O  Lord!  Now,  Je  -  sus,  give    ear    to    my  cry; 

3.  My    i  -  dols    I     cast   at  Thy  feet,    My     all      I   re-turn  Thee  who  gave; 

4.  O  Sav  -  ior,    I    dare    to   be  -  lieve!  Thy  blood  for  my  cleans-ing  I  see; 
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My  heart  by  my  Sav  -  ior  possessed,  By  fear  -  ing  and  sin-ning  no  more? 
See!  help -less  I  cling  to  Thy  word,  My  soul  to  my  Sav-ior  draws  nigh! 
This  mo-ment  the  work  is  com  -  plete,  For  Thou  art  al  -  might-y  to  save. 
And,  ask  -  ing  in  faith,  I  re  -  ceive  Sal  -  va  -  tion  full,  pres-ent  and  free! 
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No.  ifi. 


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CAN  IT  BE? 

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Chas.  H.  GabmbL. 


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1.  I  hear  them  sing    of     Je  -  sus  and     call    Him  pre  -  cious  Friend; 

2.  I  won  -  der,    O        1    won  -  der,     if      Je  -    sus    all      di  -    vine, 

3.  I  hear  them  tell    the    sto  -  ry       of     how    He  came  to       save 

4.  I  can      re-  sist     no      long-er,      I    would    not    if      I       could; 


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Would  care  to  have  me  give  Him  a  bro  -  ken  heart  like  mine? 
The  lost  from  death  and  dark  -  ness,  and  that  His  life  He  gave; 
I    blush  that    I    have      ev  -    er      His    of  -  fered    love  with-stood: 


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;ra-cious  Lord   and     Sav  -  ior,       I 

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COPYRIGHT,  1St4,  BY  CHAS.  H.  OABRIEL. 


Can  it  Be? 


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spotless,  His^grace  can  make  me  whole;  No  more  I'll  doubt  my  Savior, 


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know  that  it  can  be,  I  have  the  blest  assurance —  'tis  more  than  life  to  m«. 

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No.  172. 


GLORY  TO  HIS  NAME. 


Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


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1,  Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Savior  died,  Down  where  for  cleansing  from 
2..       I     am    so  won-drous-ly  sav'd  from  sin,      Je-sus     so  svs eetly      a- 

3.  Oh,   precious  fouut-ain  that  saves  from  sin,      I      am     so  glad   I    have 

4.  Come  to    this  fountain    so    rich  and  sweet;  Cast  Thy  poor  soul  at  the 


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sin  I  cried ;  There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  ap  -  plied ;  Glo  -  ry  to  His 
bides  with-in;  There  at  the  cross  where  He  took  me  in;  Glo  -  ry  to  His 
en  -  tered  in;  There  Je-sus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean;  Glo  -ry  to  His 
Sav-ior's  feet;  Plunge  in  to-day,    and  be  made  complete;  Glo  -  ry  to  His 

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Fine.  Chorus.  ,       .     ,  ^ — >   D.  S. 


Glo  -  ry     to    His    name, 

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BY   PERMISSION. 


No.  173.      JOY  AMONG  THE  ANGELS. 


Jessie  H.  Brown. 


Fred  A.  Fillmore. 


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1.  There  is  joy    in  heav'n  a-mong  the     an-gels,  When  a    wan-der  -  er     re- 

2.  There  is  joy   on  earth  a-mong  the  righteous,  There  are  faith-ful  hearts  that 

3.  You  can  give  that  joy    to  saints  and   an-gels,    For  the    lov  -  ing  Shep-herd 


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turns  to    the  fold, — When  he  comes  to  seek    a    place  of    safe  -  ty, 
thrill  with  delight,  When   a    soul    is    giv  -  en    to    the    Sav  -  ior- 

wel-corae. 


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stray-ing  in    the  dark  and  cold, 
trust  the  gen-  tie  Shepherd's  might 
lin     -  ger,do    not  long- er  stray. 

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COPYRIGHT,   1887,   BY  FILLMORE  BROS. 


Joy  Among  the  Angels. 


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gels,        When     a     wan-der  -  er  re-turns     to     the     fold 

an  -  gels,  to    the  fold. 

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No.  174.  MORE  LOUE  TO  THEE,  0  CHRIST. 


Mrs.  E.  Prentiss. 


Dr.  W.  H.  DOANE. 


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1.  More  love  to  Thee,    O  Christ!  More  love  to    Thee;    Hear  Thou  the 

2.  Once  earth-ly  joy       I  craved,  Sought  peace  and  rest;  Now  Thee    a  - 

3.  Let      sor-row  do      its   work,  Send  grief  and  pain;   Sweet  are  Thy 

4.  Then  shall  my  lat  -  est  breath, Whis-per    Thy  praise,  This      be    the 


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pray'r   I  make    On    bend-ed    knee;    This      is      my  earn  -  est 

lone       I  seek,  Give   what  is    best:      This  all  my  pray'r  shall 

mes  -  sen-gers.  Sweet  their  re-frain,  When  they  can  sing    with 

part  -  ing  cry     My   heart  shall  raise;   This  still   its  pray'r  shall 


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More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee,  More  love  to  Thee!   More  love  to  Thee! 

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COPfRIGHl,    1870,   BY 


DOANE.    USED  Br  PER. 


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No.  175.     STEER  TOWARD  THE  LIGHT. 


Gertrude  T.  Clark. 


W.  A.  Ogden. 


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1.  Fierce  is    the  tem-pest,  loud  is     its  roar,  Storm- tossed  the  mar  -  in  -  er, 

2.  Storms  cannot   hide  it,  years  can-not  fade;  Firm    its  foun-da  -  tion  is, 

3.  When  wild  the  tem-pest  round  thee  is  hurled,  Look  un  -  to    Je  -  sus,  the 


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far  from  the  shore;     See!  what  is    put  • 
be    not    a  -  fraid;  Heav'n's  ample  har 
hope  of   the  world;  Bright  shall  the  day 


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ting  the  dark-ness  to  flight? 
bor  shall  soon  greet  thy  sight, 
be  that  fol  -  lows  the    night. 


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Je  -  sus,  the  Morning  Star;  steer  t' ward  the 
Watch  for  the  dawn  of  day,  steer  t' ward  the 
Cour-age,  then,  mar-in-  er,  steer  t' ward  the 


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light!  V  Brightly  it  gleams,  and  its 

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pure  sil  -  ver  beams  Scat-ter    the  gloom  of  the  night,  of  the  night;  Tho'  the 


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storms  round  thee  rave,  He  is  mighty  to  save,  Then,  mariner,  steer  t'ward  the  light. 


No.  176. 

C.  Weslet. 

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HE  IS  COMING  AGAIN. 


Pi 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 

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1.  Ye    vir  -  gin  souls,  a  -  rise,  With  all  the  dead    a-wake!    Un  -  to     sal - 

2.  He  comes,  He  comes  to  call  The  na-tions    to    His   bar,  And  take  to 

3.  Go  meet  Him  in     the  sky,  Your  ev  -  er-last-ing  Friend;  Your  Head  to 


4.  The  ev  -  er  -  last-ing  doors  Shall  soon  the  saints  receive,  With  seraphs, 


va-tion  wise.  Oil  in  your  vessels  take;  Up-start-ing  at  the  midnight  cry, 
glo-ry  all, Who  meet  for  glo-ry  are;  Made  read-y     for  your  full  re- ward, 
glo-ri  -  fy,With  all  His  saints  ascend;  Ye  pure  in  heart,  ob-tain  the  grace 
thrones  and  powers,  In  glorious  joy  to  live;  Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  sin, 

J     -  ru 


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Be-hold  the heav'nly  Bridegroom  nigh!' 
Go  forth  with  joy   to  meet  your  Lord. 
To    see,  with-out    a    veil.  His  face. 
With  God  e  -  ter-  nal  -  ly  shut  in. 

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Behold  the  heav'nly  Bridegroom  nigh!" 


No.  177.        COME,  BRETHREN  DEAR. 


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4.  And  then  we'll  shine  and 


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It     is  -  sues  from  the 

And  all  sur-round  the 

And  make  the  heav'nly 

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Je  -  sus'    word,  In    Je  -  sus' 
sparkling  throne,  From  Je  -  sus 
throne  of     love,  We'll  drink  a 
arch  -  es       ring.  When  all     the 


ways    go 
throne  on 
full      sup 
saints  get 


on.      Our  troubles  and  our 

high.   It  eomes  in  floods  we 

-  ply.      Je-sns  will  lead  His 

home.  Come  on,  come  on,  my 


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can't  contain,  We  drink  and  drink  and  drink  a-gain,  And  yet  we  still  are 
sol-diers  forth,  To  liv  -  ing  streams  of  richest  worth,  That  nev-er  will  run 
comrades  dear,  We  soon  shall  meet  to  geth-er  there.  For  Je  -  sus  bids  us 


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We    drink  and  drink  and  drink  a-gain.  And  yet  we  still  are    dry. 

To       liv  -  ing  streams  of  richest  worth,  That  nev-er    will  run  dry. 

We    soon  shall  meet  to-geth  -  er  there.  For  Je  -  sus  bids  us    come. 


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REVIVE  US  AGAIN. 


Dr.  W.  Mackat. 


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English  Melody. 
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1.  We  praise  Thee,  O      God! 

2.  We  praise  Thee,  O      God! 

3.  All   glo  -  ry      and  praise 

4.  All   glo  -  ry      and   praise 

5.  Ee  -  vive    us       a  -    gain ; 


for    the  Son      of     Thy  love.  For 

for  Thy  Spir  -  it       of  light,  Who  has 

to    the  Lamb  that  was  slain.  Who  has 

to    the  God     of      all  grace.  Who  has 

fill  each  heart  with  Thy  love;  May  each 


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Ida  Scott  Taylor. 


THEY  SHALL  BE  MINE." 


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1.  They  shall    be      mine,  the    jew-els      I     love,     Shin-ing    to    grace 

2.  Kept  from    the    world   all    spot-less  with  -  iu,  Washed  in  the  blood 

3.  They  shall    be      mine,   the  sheep  of     my  Fold — Walk-ing  the  streets 

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my   king-dom   a-  bove;  They  shall  be   mine,  When  I   shall  ap-pear, 

that  cleanseth  from  sin,    Bright  as   the    stars  that  bril-liant-ly  shine, 

of     glit  -  ter  -  ing  gold.    Sheltered  and   safe  from  sor  -  row  and  care, 


Gath-'ring  my  gems  all 
Guard-ed  from  ill,  oh, 
Gath-ered      for    Christ,  all 


price -less  and  clear, 
they  shall  be  mine! 
fade-less  and   fair. 


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No.  180.    ON  JORDAN'S  STORMY  BANKS 


Rev.  Samuel  Stennet. 


T.  C.  O'Kane. 


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1.  On    Jor-dan's  storm-y  banks     I     stand,  And  cast    a    wish  -  ful 

2.  O'er  all   those  wide-ex-tend  -  ed  plains  Shines  one  e  -  ter  -  nal 

3.  When  shall  I   reach  that  hap  -  py   place,  And   he    for  -  ev  -  er 

4.  Filled  with  de-light,  my  rap-tured    soul  Would  here  no  long  -  er 

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There  God  the  Son  for  -  ev  -  er 
When  shall  I  see  nay  Fa-ther's 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around    me 


land, Where  my  pos  -  ses  -  sions  lie. 
reigns,  And  scat-ters    night  a  -  way. 
face.  And   in    His    bo  -  som  rest? 
roll,  Fear-less    I'd  launch  a  -  way. 


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No.  181.  \'M  ALWAYS  SAFE  WITH  CHRIST. 


Ida  Scott  Taylor. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  I      do      not  know   the  path-way  Where  Christ  my  Sav  -  ior 

2.  I    stand    in  hour  -  ly    dan  -  ger,    And  Sa  -   tan  smiles  to 

3.  I  know  that  cares  and  tri  -  als    Will  be      my  por  -  tion 


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My  spir  -  it  faint    and     fal   -  ter,  When  sore  -  ly  tempt-ing  me; 

I  know  that  soon    or      lat  -   er      I'll    lose  what  earth  holds  dear. 

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But  when     I  proved  the    weak  -  est,    His  strength  di-vine     suf  -  ficed; 
And    so      I'll  sing     in     heav  -  en  Where  treas-ures   are      not     priced; 


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I'll    give  my -self      to      Je  -   sus— I'm 

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the  King  di  -  vine, En-fold  -  ed  by  His  lov-ing  care, 

the  King    di-vine, 
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I'm     safe  with  Christ, no    matter     where 

I'm  safe  with  Christ,  ^  no  matter  where. 


J    j   O    happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice  On  Thee,  my  Savior,  and 
•   I  Well  may  this  glowing  heart  re-joice.  And  tell  its  rap-tures  all 


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D.^S. — Happy  day,     hap-py    day,  When  Je  -  sus  washed  my  sins    a  -  way; 


He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray.  And  live   re-joic  -  ing    ev 


'ry  day; 


2  O  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  His  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tisdone,  the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's  and  He  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  follow' d  on, 
Cbarm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 


4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 

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

With  Him  of  every  good  possess'd. 

5  High  heav'n,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear. 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


No.  183.      IT  WILL  NEUER  GROW  OLD. 


Rev.  W.  W.  Bailt. 


I.  N.  McHosE. 


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1.  Oh,  have  you  not  heard  of  that  coun-try     a  -  hove,  The  name  of     its 

2.  That  won-der-ful  land  has     a     cit  -  y      of  life,  Ne'er  darken'd  with 

3.  A     man-sion   of    won-der-ful  beau-ty     is   there,  And  Je  -  sus  that 

4.  They  tell  me   its  friendships  and  love  are  so   pure,     Its  joys  nev  -  er 

N       N       N       N 


King,  and  His    in  -    fin 
an  -  guish,  nor  dy  -  ing, 
man  -  siou  has  gone     to 
die,     and   its  treas  ures 


•  ite   love?  His  chil  -  dren  are  death-less  and 

nor  strife;  Its    tem  -  pies  and  streets  all  are 

pre-pare;  Its  bright  jas  -  per  walls  how     I 

are  sure;  And  loved  ones,  de-part  -  ed,     so 


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hap  -  py,  I'm  told ;   Oh,  will  it 

flash-ing  with  gold,  Oh,  can  it 

long  to     be  -  hold,  And  join  in 

si  -  lent  and  cold.  Will  greet  us 

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D.S. — joy  that's  un-told, 
Chorus. 


To  think 


a  -  bide,  will  it  nev-er  grow  old? 
be  true,  it  will  nev  er  grow  old? 
the   song  that  will  nev-er  grow^  old. 

a-gain  where  we'll  nev-er  grow  old. 

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BY   PERMISSION. 


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No.  184. 


Rev.  J.  B.  Atchinson. 


LET  HIM  IN 


E.  O.  EXCELL. 


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1.  There's  a  Stran-ger  at  the  door, 

2.  O  -  pen   now   to   Him  your  heart, 

3.  Hear  you  now  His  lov  -  ing  voice, 

4.  Now  ad  -  mit  the  heavenly  Guest, 


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If     you  wait  He  will    de-part, 
Now,  oh,  now  make  Him  your  choice, 
He  will  make  for  you     a  feast, 


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Let  Him  in,  He  is  your  Friend,  He  your  soul  will  sure  de  - 
He  is  stand-ing  at  the  door,  Joy  to  you  He  will  re  ■ 
He  will  speak  your  sins  for-given.  And,  when  earth  ties  all  are 
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He  will  keep  you  to    the  end. 
And  His  name  you  will  a  -  dore. 
He  will  take  you  home  to  heav'n, 


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COPYRIGHT,  1881,  BY  E.  0.  EXCELL.     USED  BY  PER. 


No.  185. 


A  GREAT  GLAD  DAY. 


Ida  Scott  Tatlob. 


Geo.  H.  Crosby. 


1.  Be-yond    the  ills    that  vex    us,       Be-yond    the   toil  and  tears,  Where 

2.  When  friends  no  more  shall  grieve  us,  Nor  shad-ows  gloom  our  sky,  When 

3.  Be  -  yond  the  hills    e  -  ter  -  nal.     That  bound  the  distant  strand,  Be- 

4.  We  list  -  en   and  we  won  -  der.      As  heavenward  still  we  go;      No 


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shall  ne'er  de  -  ceive    us,      Nor  loved    ones  droop  and  die;    Where 

yond    the    val  -  leys  ver  -   nal.       Of  heav  -  en's  mys  -  tic    land,    Where 

veil       is    rent 


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heart  -  aches  reach     us    nev  -  er.     And     souls  are  ne'er  dis-mayed,  From 

Je  -  sus     waits    our  com  -  ing   With  robe,  and  crown,  and  palm,  From 

God,  the     Fa  -    ther  tells    us,    That,  when  our  life    is    past,  From 


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a  great  glad  day  Shall  dawn    no  more  to 

a  great  glad  day  Shall    all      our  spir-its 

a  great  glad  day  Shall  dawn  for    us      at 


peace, 
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GABRIEL. 


A  Great  Glad  Day. 


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No.  186.        OH,  TELL  ME  NO  MORE. 

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1  Oh,  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er; 
A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe  in  paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive: 
My  soul,  don't  delay;  he  calls  thee  away; 
Rise,  follow  thy  Savior,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  He  can  bestow. 

What  light,  strength,  and  comfort— go  after  Him,  go; 

Lo,  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above, 

None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey  will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell  and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ  within: 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  "Receive  me,"  I'll  cry. 

For  Jesus  hath  loved  me,  I  cannot  tell  why: 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  joined, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind: 
So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

S  And  now  I'm  in  care  my  neighbors  may  share 

These  blessings,  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you  dare? 
In  bondage,  Oh,  why.  and  death  will  you  lie, 
"When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh? 


No.  187.  SOUND  IT  OUT  WITH  SINGING, 


Emma  Pitt. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Are      you  peace  -  ful    iu    your  heart?  Sound  it    out    with  sing-ing! 

2.  Are      you   keep  -  ing  day     by    day: — Sound  it     out    with  sing-ing! 

3.  Does  your  heart    for    sin  - ners  yearn — Sound  it    out    with  sing-ing! 


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In  the  straight  and  nar  -  row  way?  Sound  it  out  with  sing-ing! 
That  they   may      to     Je  -  sus  turn?  Sound    it    out       with    sing-ing! 

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Are  you  striv  -  ing  to  be  good  ?  Is  His  word  your  dai  -  ly  food? 
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2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee; 

Long  has  evil  dwelt  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee, — 

Friends  and  time  and  earthly  store. 
Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be — 
Wholly  Thine — forevermore. 

4  In  the  promises  I  trust; 

In  the  cleansing  blood  confide; 

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I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust; 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

5  Jesus  comes!  He  fills  my  soul! 
Perfected  in  love  I  am; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole; 
Glory,  glory  to  the. Lamb! 
(Chorus  to  5th  verse.) 
Still  I'm  trusting.  Lord,  in  Thee, 

Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  Thy  cross  I  bow — 
Jesus  saves  me!  saves  me  now. 


flo.  189. 


Mrs.  Ida  M.  Bubc. 


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2.  There  will  be  wail  •  ing,    sad  lam  -  en  -  ta  -  tions,  Bit  -  ter  -  est  weep-ing, 

3.  In  heav  -  en's  mor  -  row  shall  we    be  chanting  Praise  and  thanksgiving, 

4.  Grant  us.  O    Fa  -  ther,  that  not  with  sad-  ness  Our  souls  shall  meet  Thee, 


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sor  -  row  by  and  by ; Gladness  and  sor  -  row  by  and  by; 

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HE  HAS  COME. 


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Mrs.  Joseph  F.  Knapp. 


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2.  He  has  come!  He  has  come!  my    Love  and  my  Lord,  Ev-'ry  tho't  of    my 

3.  He  has  come!  He  has  come!  oh,     hap  -  pi  -  est  heart,  He  has  giv-en     His 

4.  He  has  come    to      a  -  bide,  and     ho  -  ly  must  be      The  place  where  my 


heart  as  His  own  chos-en  home;  At  last  I  have  giv  -  en  the 
be  -  ing  is  swayed  by  His  word;  He  has  come!  and  he  rules  in  the 
word  that  He  will  not  de-part;  No  troub  -  le  can  en  -  ter,  no 
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No.  191.    NO  MORE  A  WANDERING  SHEEP. 


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1.  I     was    a  wand'ring  sheep,  I  did   not  love  the  fold,      I    did   not 

2.  The  Shepherd  sought  His  sheep,  The  Father  sought  His  child ;  He  fbllow'd 

3.  Je  -  sus  my  Shep-herd  is;  'Twas  He  that  lov'd  my  soul, 'Twas  He  that 


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me  o'er  vale  and  hill,  O'er  des-ert  waste  and  wild ;  He  found  me  nigh  to 
wash'd  me  in  His  blood, 'Twas  He  that  made  me  whole;  'Twas  He  that  sought  the 


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Rev.  E.  GoUGH. 


THE  MASTER  COMES. 


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2.  The  Master  comes!  bring  ointment  meet,  And  crown  His  head  with  odors  sweet; 


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He  comes  to  rid   thee    of  thy  sin, — 0-pen  thy  heart  and  let  Him  in. 
A    ban-quet  for  thy  King  pre-pare.  Let  ev-'ry  grace  be  stationed  there. 


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Bid  languid  Love  stir  up  her  fire, 
While  Zeal  stands  ready  to  fulfill 
EacJh  counsel  of  the  Savior's  will. 

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The  Master  comes!  search  well  Thy  heart, 
Bid  Satan  from  the  shrine  depart; 
Break  down  the  idols  prized  so  long. 
Write  a  new  coronation  song. 

POPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


The  Master  comes!  O  happy  thou! 
Before  thy  gates  He  standeth  now ; 
From  other  works  awhile  forbear, — 
To  welcome  Christ  be  all  thy  care. 

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The  Master  comes!  His  face  we  see; 
O  Jesus,  we  have  longed  for  Thee; 
Into  our  hearts  Thy  fulness  bring, 
And  make  us  like  Thee  while  we  sing. 


No.  193.    CHRIST  AND  CHRIST  ALONE. 


Ida  Scott  Tatlob. 


Chas.  H.  Gabriel. 


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1.  Long  a-go  the  Savior  bought  me  With  His  precious  blood  so  free, 

2.  Day  by  day  His  Spirit  leads  me,  And  I  fol-low  with  de  -  light;. . . 

3.  In    His  refuge  He  will  hide  me  'Neath  the  shadow  of  His  wings;. 


His  precious  blood  so  free, 
fol-low,  follow  with  delight; 
Neath  the  shadow  of  His  wingu 


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And  His  ho-ly  Spirit  sought  me — Paid  my  debt  on  Calvary;. 
With  ce-les-tial  food  He  feeds  me — Guides  my  erring  feet  aright: . 
Dai  -  ly  He  will  walk  beside  me,  As  my  blessed  King  of  kings;. 


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'  His  love  my  soul  is  pardon'd,  I  am  heir  to  crown  and  throne — 

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I      am   trusting  Him  complete-ly.  Trusting  Christ,  and  Christ  alone. 

I've      a     glo-rious  home  in  heav-en,  All  thro' Christ,  and  Christ  alone. 


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1.  Oh,    my  heart  is  full     of  laughter,       I       am  ver  -  y,  ver  -  y  glad; 

2.  Ish  -  i,    Ish  -  i     is     the  Jew -el,    Mine   He  is  while  a  -  gesroll; 

3.  Ma-ny  beauteous  names  thou  hearest.  Brother, Shepherd,  Friend  and  King; 

4.  0th  -  er  joys   are  short  and  fleeting;  Thou   and  I    can  nev  -  er  part; 

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1.  The  cross,    oh!   let      me    shel   -  ter      Be-neath  thy    sa  -  cred  beam; 

2.  The  cross    on  love's  fair  mount  -  ain,  The  cross     so  pure    and  blest! 

3.  The  cross!  Oh,  fount    so  change-less.  Whose  streams  of  crim  -  son  flow 

4.  I     come,  oh,  cross    of  bless  -   ing!    My  arms    of  faith    en-twine; 

5.  The  cross     of  won-drous  sto    -    ry    Hath  cov  -  er'd  all      my  dross! 


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Oh,  sparkling,  heal  -  ing  fount  -  ain,      I     come    to    thee    for    rest! 
In  cleans-ing  pow'r,  and  cease  -  less,    To  wash    as  white    as    snow. 
I      come    for  love's    re  -  fresh  -  ing,      I    come  for  pow'r    di-vine. 
In    noth  -  ing  will      I      glo    -    ry,   Save  in     the    hal-low'd  cross. 


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No.  196. 


LET  THE  SAVIOR  IN. 


Josephine  Pollard. 


Mrs.  Joseph  F.  Knapp. 


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2.  No    one  like  the  Sav  -  ior  knocks  At  the    sin  -  ner's  door; 'Tis    no 

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strang-er  that  im-plores,  He  has  knocked  be -fore;      He    has  oft  -   en 

read  -  y     Je  -  sus  weeps  At    the  long     de  -  lay;   'Twas  for  you    that 

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Trusting  the  Lord  for  growth  and  for  yield. 


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No.  198.    WHO  AT  MY  DOOR  IS  STAJ^DING? 


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2.  Lone-  ly  with-out      He's  stay-ing,  Lone  -  ly  with -in    am      I; 

3.  All      thro'  the  dark  hours  drear  -  y,  Knock-ing    a-gtiin      is      He; 

4.  Door     of     my  heart,    I      hast  -  en!  Thee  will    I       o  -  pen  wide; 


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No.  199. 

A.  M.  TOPLADY. 


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could  not    a  -  tone,  Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  a  -  lone.  . 

to  worlds  unknown.  And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne,  . 


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No.  200,    WHEN  THE  MIGHTY  TRUMP. 


Isaac  Natlor. 


For  this  Work. 


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5  In  robes  of  bright  glory  the  saints  shall  be  led 

Through  heav'n's  shining  portals  with  Christ  at  their  head! 

6  The  cherubs  and  seraphs  and  angels  shall  sing, 

And  join  with  the  ransomed  in  crowning  their  King! 

7  Their  voices  in  chorus  like  thunders  shall  rise, 
In  crowning  our  Savior  beyond  the  fair  skies. 

8  O  sinner,  don't  linger!  to  Jesus  repair; 

Make  ready  for  death,  and  for  judgment  prepare! 


No.  201. 

Isaac  Natlok. 


BRIGHT  CROWNS. 


Melody  written  from  an  old  English  song  by  C.  H.  G. 


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2.  Bright  robes  resplendent  and   glo-rious   A  -  dorn-ing   the  souls  of     the 

3.  Bright  harps,  whose  chords  are  all  golden,  And  strung, tuned  and  struck  by  the 

4.  Bright  bells  of    sil  -  ver  are  ringing,  Their  peals  sweetly  mingling  Mith 

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BEAUTIFUL  HOUR. 


Mrs.  Phoebe  Palmer, 


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Oh,    sweet  as  life's  working-day  is      o'er,  The  child  of     light  nears  the 
Oh,    sweet  to  live    a  -  bove  earth's  al-loy,  On  earth,  yet     still    in 
Oh,    sweet-er  still!   and     yet  greater  gain, When  safe-ly     o'er    death's 
I'm  near-ing   Jor-dan,  its  waves  run  high;  The  spray  of     foam  -  crest 


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oth    -    er  shore,     To        know  that  life's  sun,  tho'  set  in      time,      As  - 
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billow  -  y  main,  Life's   bat-tie-day  fin    -   ish'd,  the  vict'ry  won.    To 
billows  brush  by;  Beau  -  ti    -    ful  sun   -   set     skies  I  be-hold,     Glit - 

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Isaac  Naylor. 
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2.  Mer  -  cy,  love    and  grace    do     nev  -  er    Cease  to    flow  as     free   as 

3.  Oh,      es  -  cape     to    yon    blest  shel  -  ter!  While  the  door  is        o  -  pen, 

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en  -  ter;  Christ  will  be  your  Friend  and  Helper,  Thro'  the  pass-ing  years, 
ev    -    er!  Shall  we  part?  no,  nev-er,    nev  -  er,  When  we  meet  at  home. 

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No.  204. 


FULL  CONSECRATION. 


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1.  Come,  my  fond  flutt'ring    heart,  Come,  thou  must  now    be      free; 

2.  Ye    tempt-ing  sweets,  for  -  bear!      Ye    dear  -  est     i   -    dols,    fall! 

3.  Ye      gay,  en-chant-ing  throng.    Ye    gold  -  en  dreams,  fare- well! 

4.  Wel-come,  thou  bleed -ing  cross,     Wel-come,  thou  way     to      God; 


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My     heart  ye  can  -  not  share.    For      Je  -   sus    must  have    all ; 
Earth  hath  prevailed  too  long.    Now      I      must  break  the    spell; 
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tears,  Je  -  sus,  for  -  give,  Je  -  sus,  for-give  these  part  -  ing  tears, 
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No.  205 


CORNET. 


Rev.  Henry  Wabd  Beecher's  favorite  hymn. 


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1.  O  Thou  Al-might-y  Fa  -  ther,  Come  help  me  now  to  praise  Tliy  glo  -  ry: 

2.  O  come,  Thou  living  Sav  -  ior,  Come  help  me  novr  to  love  Thee  tru  -  ly: 


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There's  room  in  God's  e  -  ter  -  nal  love,  To  save  thy  pre  -  cious  soul;  ) 
Room  in  the  Spir  -  it's  grace  a  -  hove,  To  heal  and  make  thee  whole.  ) 
There's  room  within  the  church,  redeem'd  With  blood  of  Christ  di  -  vine;  ) 
Room    in    the  white-rob'd  throng,  conven'd  For  that  dear  soul  of  thine.  ) 


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Choeus. 


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3  There's  room  in  heav'n    among  the 

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And  glorious  palms  of  vict'ry  there, 

And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 


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4  There's  room    around    thy    Father's 
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For  thee  and  millions  more; 
Oh,  come  and  welcome  to  the  Lord, 
Yea,  come  this  very  hour. 


No.  207.    THE  ANGELS  ARE  LOOKING  ON  ME. 

Rev.  John  Parker.  ^  J.  P. 


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Each  night  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep, The  an-gels 
And  when  I  wake,  new  toils  to  meet,  The  an-gels 
A  pil-grira  to  the  heav'nly  land.  The  an-gels 
And  till    I  reach  my  home  at  last,  The  an-gels 


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My  steps  are  kept  by  God's  command,  The 
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BY  PERMISSION. 


no.  208. 


IN  A  LITTLE  WHILE. 


Rev.  John  Parker. 


C.  H.  G. 


1.  We  shall  see  the  King,  in  a    little  while,  'Mid  the* splendor  of     His  throne; 

2.  We  shall  see  the  Lamb  as  but  newly  slain,  A  -  dor'd  by  the  ransomed  throng; 

3.  Our  years  on  earth  have  been  years  of  hope;  Of  the  heav'n  un-known  we've  craved; 

4.  In  the  lov-ing  life  in  our  Father's  house,And  the  jas-per  cit  -  y   of  gold, 


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In  realms  of  light,  and  in  robes  of  white.  Shall  join  in  the  rapturous  song. 
But  in  boundless  bliss,  may  our  heav'n  be  this:-We  shall  share  in  the  home  of  the  saved. 

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COPYRIGHT,   1894,  BY  CHAS.   H.   GABRIEL. 


No.  209. 


THE  CLEANSING  WAVE. 


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1.  Oh,  now   I      see  the  crimson  wave.  The  fountain  deep  and ;  wide  Je  - 

2.  I      rise    to  walk  in  heav'n's  own  light,  Above  the  world  and  sin.  With 


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sus,  my  Lord,  mighty  to  save.  Points  to  His  wounded  side, 
heart  made  pure,  and  garments  white,  And  Christ  enthron'd  within. 
Je  -  sus,  on  -  ly  Je-sus  know.  My  Je  sus  cru  -  ci  -  fied. 


The  cleansing  stream 
Oh,  praise  the  Lord! 


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■  \For   my  par  -  don  this  my  plea, — Noth-ing  but  the  blood  of     Je  -  sus 


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Nothing  but  the  blood  of  Jesus; 
Naught  of  good  that  I  have  done, 
Nothing  but  the  blood  of  Jesus. 


4  This  is  all  my  hope  and  peace — 
Nothing  but  the  blood  of  Jesus; 
This  is  all  my  righteousness — 
Nothing  but  the  blood  of  Jesus. 


COPYRIGHT,  1876,  8Y  ROBERT  LOWRY. 


No.  211 


THE  WAY  OF  THE  CROSS. 


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1.  I    can  hear  my  Sav-ior  call  -  ing,       I    can  hear  my  Sav-ior  call  -  ing, 

2.  I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  garden,     I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  gar-den, 

3.  I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment,    I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment, 

4.  He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo-ry,      He  will  give  me  grace  and  glo-  ry, 
B.  C.  Where  He  leads  me  I  will  fol-low,   Where  He  leads  me  I  will  fol  -  low, 


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I  can  hear  my  Sav-ior  call-ing,  "Take  thy  cross,and  follow,  fol-low  me." 
I'll  go  with  Him  thro'  the  garden,  I'll  go  with  Him, with  Him  all  the  way. 
IMl  go  with  Him  thro'  the  judgment,  I'll  go  with  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way. 
He  will  give  me  grace  and  glory.  And  go  with  me,  with  me  all  the  way. 
Where  He  leads  me  I  will  fol-  low,    I'll  go  wuth  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way 


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MERIBAH. 

Key  of  E&. 


1  Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown. 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on 

E'en  from  my  infant  days; 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 

Thy  justifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  Thy  fear, 
And  followed  with  a  heart  sincere. 

Thy  drawings  from  above; 
Now,  now  the  further  grace  bestow, 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  Thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  gospel  hope. 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven; 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live. 

That  antepast  of  heaven. 

4  If  now  the  witness  were  in  me. 
Would  he  not  testify  of  Thee, 

In  Jesus  reconciled? 
And  should  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  "Abba,  Father,"  cry, 

And  know  myself  Thy  child? 


213.       REGENT  SQUARE. 

Key  of  B6. 

1  O  thou  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  .Redeemer  from  all  sin ; 

Moved  by  Thy  divine  compassion. 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee; 
Where  shall  I  Thy  praise  begin? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Savior; 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 

Manifests  His  pardoning  favor; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 
"Glory  to  the  great  I  AM," 

I  with  them  will  still  be  vying — 
Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name! 

4  Angels  now  are  hovering  round  us, 
Unperceived  amid  the  throng; 

Wondering  at  the  love  that  crowned  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 

Hallelujah, 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong! 


No.  214.     I  REST  UPON  HIS  PROMISE. 

Charles  Wesley. 


R.  E.  Hudson. 


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1.  Lord,  I        be-lieve    a    rest    re-mains  To    all 

2.  A      rest,  where  all  our  soul's  de  -  sire  Is    fix'd 

3.  Oh!  that       I     now  the  rest  might  know,  Be-lieve 

4.  Ke-move   this  hardness  from  my  heart,  This  un 


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Where  fear,    and  sin,  and  grief  ex-pire,    Cast  out 
Now,  Sav  -  ior,  now  the  pow'rbe-  stow,  And   let 
To       me      the  rest     of  faith  im-part — The  Sab- 
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No.  215, 


GLORY  TO  THE  LAMB. 


Rev.  W.  B.  GoBHAM. 


1.  The  world    is      o    -   ver-corae 

2.  My     sins    are  wash'd  a  -  way 

3.  I've  wash'd  my  garments  white, 

4.  The  mar-  tyrs    o    -   ver-came, 

5.  I     soon  shall  gain    the  skies. 


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in  the  blood 
by  the  blood 
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J.  Hart. 


Arr.  by  W.  J.  K. 


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2    f  Re  -  fleet,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save;  Thy  sins,  how  high  they  mount! 


\  What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave?  How  stands  that  dark  account? 


We  are  pass-ing  a-vray,  We  are  pass-ing  a-way, 
We  are  pass-ing  a-way,  To  the  [Omit.     .     .     . 


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3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence; 
His  time  there's  none  can  tell  ; 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 


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4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 
Shall  into  dust  consume; 
But,  ah!  destruction  ends  not  there; 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 


No.  217. 


JESUS,  HIDE  ME, 


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2.  Thou,  O  Christ,  canst  still  the  tempest,  Thou  canst  rule  the  stormy  sea; 

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And    the  sad  and  troubled  spir  -  it  Cries      a  -  loud,  O   Lord,  to 


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2  Oh,  that  in  me  tUe  sacred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow; 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire. 
And  make  the  mountains  flow. 

3  Oh,  that  it  now  from  heav'n  might 

And  all  my  sins  consume;         [fall, 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  Thee  I  call; 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 


1 4  Refining  fire,  go  through  mj^  heart; 
Illuminate  my  soul; 
Scatter  Thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

5  My  steadfast  soul,  from  falling  free, 
Shall  then  no  longer  move, 
While  Christ  is  all  the  world  to  me. 
And  all  my  heart  is  love. 


No.  219, 


PURER  IN  HEART. 


J.  H,  Fillmore. 


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2.  Pur  -   er  in  heart,  O  God,  Help  me  to  be; 

3.  Pnr  -  er  in  heart,  O  God,  Help  me  to  be; 

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do      Thy  will    Most    lov  -  ing  -  ly.  Be   Thou  my  Friend  and  Guide, 

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Let      me  with  Thee  a-bide;  Pur  -  er     in   heart,  Help  me  to  be. 

Reign  Thou  my  soul  with-in    Pur  -  er     in   heart,  Help  me  to  be. 

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No.  220.  STEP  OUT  ON  THE  PROMISE. 


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1.  O  mourn-er     in     Zi  -  on,  how  blessed  art  thou.  For    Je  -   sus  is 

2.  O    ye      that   are  bun  -  gry  and  thirst-y,  re-joice!  For    ye    shall  be 

3.  Who  sighs  for     a  heart  from   in  -  i  -  qui-ty  free?   Oh, poor,  troubled 

4.  Step  out      on   the  promise,  And  Christ  you  shall  win,  "The  blood  of  His 

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BY  PERMISSION. 


Step  Out  on  the  Promise. 


wait  -  ing    to    com  -  fort  thee  now,     Fear  not      to      re  -  ly  on  the 

filled ;   do    you  hear  that  sweet  voice    In  -  vit  -  ing  you  now  to    the 

soul!  there's  a    prom  -  ise  for  thee,  There's  rest,  wea-  ry    one,  in    the 

Son   cleans-eth   us     from  all    sin,"      It  cleans  eth   me  now,  hal  -  le  ■ 


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word  of  thy  God ;  Step  out   on  the  prom-ise, — get   under  the  blood, 

banquet  of  God?  Step  out   on  the  prom-ise, — get   un  der  the  blood, 

bo  -  som  of  God;  Step  out  on  the  prom-ise, — get   un-der  the  blood. 

In  -  jah  to  God!  I    rest  on  His  prom-ise, — I'm  un-der  the  blood. 


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Eliza  Shebman. 


CHRIST  IS  PRECIOUS, 


J.  H.  Fillmore. 


O    the  pre-cious  love  of  Je  -  sus,  Growing  sweeter  day  by  day, 
Tun-ing  all  my  heart  so  joy  -  ous     To  a  heav'nly  mel-o 

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Christ  is  precious,  Christ  is  precious,  In  life's  journey  He  will  lead  thee; 
Christ  is  precious,  Christ  is  precious,  He  will  lead  thee  all  the  \^OmU.'\  way. 
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2  But  we  cannot  know  the  fullness 
Of  the  Savior's  wondrous  love, 
Till  we  see  and  know  His  glory, 
In  the  heav'nly  home  above. 


1 3  Come  and  taste  the  love  of  Jesus, 
At  His  feet  thy  burdens  lay; 
Trust  Him  with  thy  grief  and  sorrow, 
Bear  this  joyful  song  away. 


No.  2ZZ.    THOU  THINKEST,  LORD,  OF  ME. 


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2.  The  cares  of  life  come  thronging  fast,  Up  -  on    my  soul  their  shadow  cast; 

3.  Let  shadows  come,  let  shadows  go,  Let     life  be  bright  or  dark  with  woe, 

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Clara  Teare. 


SATISFIED. 


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Till  my  strength  was  almost  gone, 
Something  that  would  sat-is  -  ij^ 
Bread  of  life       so  rich   and  free, 

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Long'd  my  soul    for  something  bet  -  ter,  On  -  ly   still    to    hun-ger    on. 
But  the    dust     I      gather'd  round  me,  On-ly  mock'd  my  soul's  sad  cry. 
Un  -  told  wealth  that  nev  -  er    fail  -  eth,  My   Re-deem-er      is      to     me. 
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Key  of  G. 

1  There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar, 

For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way, 
To  prepare  .rJis  a  dwelling-place  there. 

Choeus. 

In  the  sweet  by  and  by 
We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

In  the  sweet  by  and  by 
We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore 
The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 

And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 
Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above 
We  will  offer  the  tribute  of  praise, 

For  the  glorious  gift  of  His  love 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 


No.  225. 


OVER  THERE. 

Key  of  A. 


1  Oh,  think  of  a  home  over  there. 
By  the  side  of  the  river  of  light, 

Where  the  saints,  all  immortal  and  fair, 
Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white. 

Choeus. 

Over  there,  over  there, 
Oh,  think  of  a  home  over  there, 

Over  there,  over  there, 
Oh,  think  of  a  home  over  there. 

2  Oh,  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 
Who  before  us  the  journey  have  trod ; 

Of  the  songs  that  they  breathe  on  the  air 
In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God. 

3  I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there. 
For  the  end  of  my  journey  I  see; 

Many  dear  to  my  heart  over  there. 
Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me. 


No.  226. 


JESUS  SAUES  ME. 


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IMo.  227.     LENOX. 

Key  of  Bb. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  arise; 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears: 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands. 
My  name  is  written  on  His  hands 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood,  to  plead; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  He  bears, 

Eeceived  on  Calvary: 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  plead  for  me, 
"Forgive  him,  O,  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die." 


No.  228.     zioN. 

Key  of  D. 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands. 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captivel 
God  Himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee; 
All  thy  warfare  now  is  past; 

God  thy  Savior  will  defend  thee; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last: 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


No.  229. 

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There  is  wel-come  for  the  sinner,    And  more  graces  for  the  good; 

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We  should  take  Him  at  His  word; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 


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IKDEX. 


TITLES  IN  SMALL  CAPS,  FIRST  LINES  IN  ROMAN. 


A  Fountain  of  Life 88 

Afterwaed 22 

A  Great  Glad  Day.  , 185 

Alas,  and  did  my 21,  42 

All  for  Thee 122 

All  Hail  the  Power 102 

All  hail  the  power  of 102,  160 

All  my  life  long 223 

All  the  way  my  Lord 1 

All  Things  are  Possible 112 

America 113 

Am  I  a  Soldier  of 26 

Amid  the  trials 222 

Anywhere  WITH  Jesus 27 

A  Perfect  Heart 59 

Are  you  peaceful  in 187 

Arise,  my  Soul,  Arise 227 

Are  you  Walking  in  the 60 

A  Shelter  in  the  Time 45 

Asleep  in  Jesus 154 

At  the  Cross 42 

At  the  Landing 49 

Beautiful  Hour 202 

Be  a  Golden  Sunbeam 2 

Bear  The  Torch  of  the  Lord.  .     77 

Because  He  Loved  us  So 125 

Behold  me  Standing  at 127 

Beneath  His  Wing 15 

Beneath  the  Shade  of 71 

Beyond  the  ills  that 185 

Blessed  Assurance 35 

Blessed  Jesus 166 

Blessed  Redeemer  Great 64 

Blest  be  the  tie. 143 

Blind  Bartimeus 28 

Bright  Crowns 201 

Bring  them  to  Jesus 18 

•  'ringing  in  the  Sheaves 145 

J  ;y  and  By 17 

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Called  to  the  feast 67 

Can  it  Be  171 

Christ,  and  Christ  Alone 193 

Christ  is  my  Savior 169 

Christ  is  Precious 221 

Christ  of  all  my  hopes 93 

Clinging  to  the  Cross 75 

Come.  Brethren  dear 177 

Come,  follow  in  the 107 

Come  into  the  Fold 11 

Come,  let  us  join  our 7 

Come,  my  fond  fluttering 204 

Come,  thou  Fount 37 

Come  to  Jesus 109 

Come,  ye  sinners 105 

Coming  This  Way 135 

Coronation 160 

Cornet 205 

Cross  and  Crown .., 69 

Dare  to  do  Right 139 

Dare  to  think,  though 139 

Dennis 143 

Depth  of  Mercy 94 

Does  the  thought  ever. 140 

Do  life's  cares  and 18 

Down  at  the  Cross 172 

Exhortation 218 

Faith  Triumphant 13 

Fierce  is  the  tempest 75 

Footsteps  of  Jesus 107 

Forever  with  the  Lord 168 

For  the  sighing  and 33 

Forward  be  our 138 

Forward  into  Light 138 

Fountain  of  Life 88 

From  Egypt's  cruel 76 

Full  Consecration ; 204 


222 


INDEX. 


Gatheeing  the  Harvest 110 

Gently  Lead  us 147 

Glad  Tidings 30 

Gloria  Patri 233 

Glory  to  His  Name 172 

Glory  to  the  Lamb. 38,  215 

God  Calling  Yet 50 

Go  spread  the  joyful 118 

Guide  me,  O  Thou 98 

Hail  to  the  brightness 146 

Happy  Day 182 

Hallelujah 51 

Hark!  salvation's  notes 203 

Hark!  sinner,  list 159 

Hark!  the  notes  of 38 

Have  Mercy 21 

Have  you  heard,  0 108 

Have  you  Learned  to  Pray 106 

Hear  the  Savior  Calling 116 

Heavenly  Eest. 168 

He  has  Come 190 

He  hath'Redeemed  me 169 

He  is  Able  to  Deliver 142 

He  IS  Calling 229 

He  is  Coming  Again 176 

He  Leadeth  me 80 

He  Leads  and  Guides  me 74 

He  Leaves  it  All  with  Thee.  . .     97 

He  Loves  Them 165 

He  Redeemed  Me 32 

He  Saves  Me  To-day, Ill 

His  Love 118 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful 230 

Home,  Sweet  Home 133 

How  WILL  YOU  Do 120 

I  am  coming  for 75 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 188 

I  am  saved  in  the 56 

I  am  so  glad  that 161 

I  AM  THE  Way 144 

I  am  trusting  in  the . .  101 

I  am  trusting  Jesus 70 

I  AM  Trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee.  .  188 

I  AM  Trusting  Thee 44 

I  am  walking  with 83 

I  believe  that  Jesus 13 

I  can  hear  my  Savior 211 

I  do  not  know  the  pathway 181 

I  Feel  Like  Travelling  On 63 

If  my  poor  name  is 90 

If  on  a  quiet  sea 123 

If  you  come  to  Jesus 35 

If  you  want  pardon 71 

I  have  found  redemption 87 

I  have  no  merit  of 226 

1  hear  them  sing  of 171 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer 72 

I'LL  Live  for  Him , 31 


I'll  praise  Thee  Savior 23 

I  Long  to  Behold  Him 48 

I'm  Always  Safe  with 181 

In  a  Little  While 208 

In  a  world  where 115 

In  from  the  highways 144 

In  evil  long  I  took q2 

In  the  By  and  By 139 

In  the  dawning  of 84 

In  the  morn  of  morns 151 

In  the  Shadow  of  the 3 

In  yon  land  of  light 17 

I  Rest  upon  His  Promise .214 

ISHi 194 

It  will  Never  Grow  Old 183 

I'ye  a  message  from 8 

I've  looked  my  life  over 100 

I  was  a  wandering 191 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever 68 

Jesus,  Hide  Me 217 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have 92 

Jesus,  my  all  to Ill 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  to 117 

Jesus  Only 70 

Jesus  Saves  Me 226 

Jesus,  the  Life-boat 100 

Jesus,  Thine  all- victorious 218 

Jesus  will  be  Yours 35 

Joy  among  the  Angels 173 

Just  as  I  Am 41 

Just  Beyond  the  River 19 

Keep  me  near  to  Thee 91 

King  of  kings  and  Lord 96 

Lead  Me 95 

Lead  Me,  Savior.  . , 46 

Lead  me,  dear  Savior.  .• 95 

Leave  it  to  Him 43 

Let  Him  In 184 

Let  mountains  and 73 

Let  Not  your  Heart  be 40 

Let  the  Savior  In 196 

Like  Jacob  in  his 207 

Living  in  Canaan 7 

Long  ago  the  Savior 193 

Look  and  Live 8 

Look,  look,  the  foe 36 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest 214 

Lord,  my  heart  is  rested 121 

Marching  to  the  Land  Above..  124 

Marching  to  Zion 26 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion 133 

Moment  by  Moment 57 

More  Love  to  Thee 174 

Must  Jesus  bear  the 69 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 113 

My  faith  looks  up 99 

My  heavenly  home  is 63 


INDEX. 


223 


My  Home  is  not  Heee 134 

My  Jesus,  I  Love  Thee 9 

My  life,  my  love  I  give 31 

My  Savior  left  His  throne 131 

My  Soul,  be  on  thy 141 

My  soul  in  sad  exile 119 

Neaeer  Home 82 

Near  to  Thee 91 

No  More  Wandering 191 

Not  Ashamed  of  Jesus 68 

Nothing  but  the  Blood  of 210 

Now  the  sowing  and    22 

O  beautiful  hour  of 202 

O  FOR  A  Heart 25,  59 

O  happy  day  that  fixed 182 

O  Joyful  Sound 65 

O  Mourner  in  Zion 220 

O  the  New  Bright  Clime 52 

O  the  precious  love  of 221 

O  Thou  Almighty  God 205 

O  Thou  God  of  my 213 

O  Thou  shelter  from. 217 

O  what  affection  the 153 

O  when  shall  my  soul 170 

O'er  the  Trackless  Deep 132 

Oh,  have  you  not  heard.      183 

Oh,  how  faithful  is  the 30 

Oh,  my  God,  how  Thy 149 

Oh,  my  heart  is  full 194 


Oh,  now  I  see 


209 


Oh,  Such  Wonderful  Love 153 

Oh,  tell  me  no  more 186 

Oh,  the  Blood 170 

Oh,  Think  of  a  Home 225 

Old  Hundred 231 

Once  Again 61 

Once  a  slave  I  toiled 32 

On  Calvary  there  stood 53 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 82 

Only  for  Thee 64 

On  the  mountain's  top 228 

On  the  Rock 136 

On  Jordan's  Stormy 180 

Our  Fathers'  God.  . .  . , 152 

Our  fathers  trusted 152 

Our  Father  who  art . .    ; 156 

Out  upon  the  ocean 163 

Perpetual  Praise 89 

Praise  God  from  whom 231 

Praise  Him 149 

Praise  His  Name 1 

Praise  the  Lord 84 

Praise  ye  the  Lord I55 

Praying  for  You 150 

Purer  in  Heart 219 

Purity 4 

Rescue  the  Perishing 66 

Return,  O  Wanderer 167 


Revive  us  Again 178 

Riches  Untold 29 

Rock  of  Ages. 199 

Room  for  All 2O6 

Sailing  O'er  the  Ocean 163 

Salvation  is  Free I6I 

Salvation's  War  Cry.  . .   203 

Satisfied 223 

Satisfied  with  Jesus 83 

Saved  by  Faith 87 

Saved  by  His  Blood 78 

Saved  in  the  Blood 56 

Savior,  lead  me  lest 46 

Scatter  Bright  Smiles 162 

Scatter  Sunshine 115 

Scattering  Precious  Seed 197 

Seeking  the  Lost 103 

Seek,  O  sinner 158 

Seek  the  Refuge 158 

Send  the  Light 6 

Sessions, 232 

Singing  for  Jesus 55 

Sinners  are  Coming  Home.  .* 73 

Sinner,  Go,  will  you  Go 129 

Sound  it  Out  with  Singing.   ...  187 

Source  of  Every  Blessing 93 

Sowing  in  the  morning 145 

Stand  up  for  Jesus 86 

Standing  on  the  rock 1.S6 

Steadily  Marching  On 155 

Steer  toavard  the  Light 175 

Step  Out  on  the  Promise 220 

Sunshine  By  and  By 24 

Take  Me  as  I  Am 117 

Take  my  life  and  let. .~ 122 

The  Angels  are  Looking 207 

The  Blood  of  Jesus 14 

The  Book  of  Life 90 

The  Bridegroom  Cometh 58 

The  Cross 12,  79 

The  cross  it  stand eth 12 

The  cross  oh,  let  me 195 

The  Cleansing  Wave 209 

The  Everlasting  Arms 10 

The  Great  Physician 104 

The  Harbor  Lights  of 132 

The  Haven  of  Rest 119 

The  head  that  once 96 

The  Lamb  of  Calvary 62 

The  Lord's  my  Shepherd 80 

The  Lord's  our  rock , 45 

The  Lord's  Prayer 156 

The  Master's  Call 130 

The  Master  Comes 192 

The  Savior  called  so 78 

The  Saving  Cross 195 

The  Shepherd  is  calling H 

The  Sheltering  Cross 148 

The  Sinner  Invited 129 


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INDEX. 


The  Soul's  Refuge 39 

The  Suee  Refuge 54 

The  thunders  of  judgment 200 

The  Tidal  Wave  is  Coming 157 

The  Wakning  Call 159 

The  Way  of  the  Cross 211 

The  winds  from  the 135 

The  Wonderful  Story 126 

The  World  is  overcome 215 

There  are  clouds  but 24 

There  are  lands  now 77 

There  is  a  Fountain 164 

There  is  a  safe  and  sure 54 

There  is  joy  in  heaven 173 

There  Stood  a  Cross 53 

There  will  be  singing  and. ,  ,  > 189 

There's  a  call  comes 6 

There's  a  city  bright 19 

There's  a  great  day  coming 81 

There's  a  land  that  is 224 

There's  a  Stranger  at 184 

There's  a  wideness  in. 229 

There's  a  place  above  all 3 

There's  Room  for  All 206 

They  shall  be  Mine 179 

This  Note  shall  Swell 23 

Thou  art  pure,  O  God 4 

Thou  great  mysterious 212 

Thou  refuge  of  my 39 

Thou  Thinkest,  Lord,  of 222 

Through  All  Eternity 16 

Through  the  meadows 114 

Thy  Kingdom  Come. 137 

Thy  Will  be  Done  47 

'Tis  a  wonderful  story. 126 

'Tis  the  grandest  theme 142 

'Tis  THE  Savior  who 196 

Trust 121 

Trusting  Jesus,  Hallelujah.  ..101 


Under  the  Banner  of  Love.  . 


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Vain  man,  thy  fond  216  ZiON  Triumphant 


Walking  by  Faith. 123 

Walking  AND  Talking  with..  .  128 

Waiting  for  You 140 

We  are  marching  to 124 

We  are  Passing  Away. 216 

We  praise  Thee,  O  God 178 

We  love  to  sing  of '.  125 

We  shall  see  the  King 208 

We  sing  the  praise  of 148 

We'll  shout  and  sing 14 

We'll  Never  say  Good-by 151 

We're  on  the  Way  to  Canaan.  76 

What  a  fellowship 10 

What  a  Glorious  Redeemer 131 

What  can  wash  away.  .* 210 

When  All  Thy  Mercies 16 

When  His  salvation 165 

When  I  think  of 134 

When  I  was  far 116 

When  temptations  crowd 106 

When  the  King  Comes  in 67 

When  the  lowly  Jesus 128 

When  the  Mighty  Trump 200 

When  THE  Roll  is  Called 20 

When  the  trumpet  of,  .... . 20 

When  you  come  to  Jordan's. 120 

Whence  Jesus  came 28 

Where  the  Shepherd  Leads.  . .  114 

Who  at  my  Door  is 198 

Why  go  around  with 43 

Why  idle  rest  the  hands 130 

Will  You  Believe 108 

Will  you  come  and  taste 97 

Within  my  breast  is 74 

Work  for  the  night  is 85 

Work  while  the  Day  Lasts 33 

Would  You  See  Jesus 5 

Ye  virgin  souls,  arise 176 

Yes,  I  will  bless  Thee 89 

Your  mother  is  praying 150 

You  who  are  called 58 


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THE  VICTORY. 


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