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BANCROFT LIBRARY

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THE LIBRARY

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THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA

Gift of Mrs. Esther C. Thomson

Relief Society Song Book

A collection of selected hymns and songs especially

arranged for the use of the Relief Societies

of the Church of Jesus Christ of

Latter-day Saints

Published by the

General Board of Relief Society

Salt Lake City, Utah

June, 1919

Copyright 1919

By EMMELINE B. WELLS For General Board Relief Society

OPENING HYMNS.

o 1. Lord, We Gome Before Thee Now.

HAMMOND. C. M. VON WKBIR.

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1. Lord, we come be - fore Thee now,

2. In Thine own ap - point - ed way,

At Thy feet we hum - bly bow; Now we seek Thee; here we stay;

3. Send some mes-sage from Thy word, That may joy and peace af - ford;

4. Grant we all may seek and find

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Do not Thou our suit dis - dain; Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? Lord, from hence we would not go, Till a bless - ing Thou be - stow= Com - fort th^se who weep and mourn, Let "the time of love " re - turn. Heal the sick, the cap - tive free, Let us all re - joice in Thee.

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0 God, Our Help.

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2. With -in the shad-ow

3. Be - fore the hills in

ag - es past, Our hope for years to come, of Thy throne Still may we dwell se - cure; or - der stood, Or earth re-ceived her frame,

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Our shel - ter from the storm-y blast, And our e - ter - nal home. Suf - fi - cient is Thine arm a - lone, And our de - fense is sure. From ev - er - last - ing Thou art God, To end - less years the same.

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Scatter Seeds of Kindness.

B3S3S. .

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up the sun-beams, Ly - ing all a -round our path;

2. Strange we nev-er prize the mu - sic Till the sweet- voiced bird has flown!

3. If we knew the ba - by fin - gers, Pressed a-gainst the win - dow pane,

4. Ah! those lit - tie ice - cold fin - gers, How they point our mem-'ries back

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To the hast - y words and ac - tions Strewn a- long our back- ward track!

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Let us find our sweet-est com - fort In the bless-ings of to - day, Strange that sum- mer skies and sun - shine Nev - er seem one • half so fair Would the bright, eyes of our dar - ling Catch the frown up - on our brow?-

How those lit - tie hands re - mind us, As in snow - y grace they lie,

With a pa - tient hand re - mov - ing All the bri - ars from the way. As when win - tor's «now • y pin - ions Shake the white down in the air. Would the prints of ros - y fin - gers Vex us then as they do now? Not to scat - ter thorns — but ros - es — For our reap - ing by and by.

Scatter Seeds of Kindness.

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1. God, our Fa - ther, hear us pray, Send Thy grace this ho - ly day;

2. Grant us, Fa - ther, grace di-vine, May Thy smile up • on us shine;

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As we take of em - blems blest, On our Sav-iour's love we rest. As we eat the bro - ken bread, Thine ap-prov - al on us shed. Par - don faults, 0 Lord, we pray, Bless our ef - forts day by day.

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Sowing.

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1. We are sow - ing, dai - ly sow - ing Count-less seeds of good and ill,

2. Seeds that fall a - mid the still-ness Of the lone - ly moun-tain glen;

3. Seeds that lie unchanged, un-quickened, Life-less on the teem- ing mould;

4. Thou who know-est all our weakness, Leare us not to sow a - lone!

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Till the fields are crowned with glo-ry, Filled with mel- low, ripened ears;

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No. 8. Gome, Listen to a Prophet's Voice.

Jos. J. DAYHES. Allegro marcalo.

1. Come, lis - ten to a Proph - et's voice, And hear the word of

2. The gloom of sul - len dark - ness, spread Thro' earth's ex - tend - ed

3. 'Tis not in man they put their trust, Or on his arm re-

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No. 9.

Onward, Christian Soldiers.

S. BAMKG-GOULD.

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1. Onward, Christian sol - diers, Marching as to war; With the cross of Je - SUB

2. At the sign of tri - umph, Satan's host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers,

3. Like a might-y ar - my Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are tread- ing

4. Onward, then, ye peo - pie, Join our hap-py throng, Blend with ours your voices

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No. 12.

Lead, Kindly Light.

JOHN H. NEWMAN.

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2. I was not ev - er thus, nor pray'd that Thou Shouldst lead me

3. So long Thy pow'r hath bleit me, sure it still Will lead me

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No. 13.	Do What Is Right. | _| 1
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No. 14. Earth, with her Ten Thousand Flowers.

W. W. PHELPS.

T. C. GRIOGi.

1. Earth, with her ten thou - sand flow'rs, Air, with all its beams and show're,

2. Sounds a-mong the vales and hills, In the woods and by the rills,

3. All the hopes that sweet - ly start From the f oun-tain of the heart,

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No. 15.

The Lorrt Is My Light.

J. NICHOLSON.

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J. R. SWENBT.

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is my light — t'a 3n why should I fear? By day and by night

is my light, tho' clouds may a - rise, Faith, stronger than sight,

is my light, the Lord is my strength, I know in His might

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C. W. PENBOBE.

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1. 0 ye moun - tains high, where the clear blue sky Arch - es

2. Tho' the great and the wise all thy beau - ties de - spise, To the

3. In thy moun - tain re - treat, God will strengthen thy feet; On the

4. Here our voi • ces we'll raise, and we'll sing to thy praise, Sa - cred

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hum • ble and pure thou art dear; Tho' the haugh-ty may smile and the

necks of thy foes thou shalt tread; And their sil - ver and gold, as the

home of the Proph-ets of God; Thy de -liv- 'ranee Is nigh, thy op-

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wick - ed re - vile, Yet we love thy glad ti - dings to hear.

Proph-ets fore - told, Shall be brought to a - dorn thy fair head,

press -ors shall die, And the Gen - tiles shall bow 'neath thy rod.

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Our God, We Raise to Thee.

B. SNOW.

II. CAREY.

1. Our God, we raise to Thee Thanks for Thy bless - ings free

2. Bless Thou our Proph - et dear; May health and com - fort cheer

3. So shall Thy king - dom spread, As by Thy Proph - ets said,

4. 0 may Thy saints be one, Like Fa - ther and the Son,

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No. 20. Gome, Thou Glorious Day of Promise.

ALBX. NEIBAUB. (Transposed.) A. C. SMYTH.

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2 I Lord, How long wilt Thou be an - gry; Shall Thy wrath for-ev - er burn? \ " I Rise, re-deem Thine an-cient peo-ple, Their transgressions from them turn; j

Q | Oh, that soon Thou wouldst to Ja-cob Thy en - live -ning Spir - it send! ) \ Of their un - be - lief and mis - 'ry Make, 0 Lord, a speed - y end. \

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No. 21.

ELIZA R.

Zion Prospers, All Is Well.

EVAN STEPHENS.

1.0 a -wake! my slumb'ring min-strel, Let my harp for - get its spell;

2. Strike a chord un-known to sad - ness, Strike, and let its num-bers tell,

3. Zi - on's wel-fare is my por - tion, And I feel my bos - om swell

4. Zi -on, lo! thy day is dawn - ing, Tho' the dark-some shadows swell,

5. Thy swift mes-sen-gers are tread - ing Thy high courts where princes dwell,

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In ce -les-tial tones of glad - ness, Zi - on pros-pers, all is well;

With a warm, di - vine e - mo - tion, When she prospers, all is well;

Faith and hope pre- lude the morn-ing, Thou art pro-sp'ring, all is well;

And thy glo-rious light is spreading, Zi - on pros-pers, all is well;

Zi - on pros-pers, Zi - on proa - pers, Zi - on prospers, all is well.

Zi - on pros-pers, Zi - on pros - pers, Zi - on prospers, all is well.

When she prospers, when she pros- pers, When she prospers, all is well.

Thou art pros-p'ring, thou art pros-p'ring, Thou art prosp'ring, all is well.

Zi - on pros-pers, Zi - on pros - pers, Zi - on pros-pers, all is well.

No. 22.

W. CLAYTON.

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Gome, Gome, Ye Saints.

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1. Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor la - bor fear, But with joy wend your way;

2. Why should we mourn, or think our lot is hard? 'Tis not so; all is right!

3. We'll find the place which God for us prepared, Far a - way in the West;

4. And should we die be - fore our journey's thro', Hap-py day! all is well!

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But if our lives are spared a - gain To see the Saints, their

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us for-sake; And soon we'll have this truth to tell — All is well! all is well!

God and King; A-bove the rest these words we'll tell — All is well! all is well!

rest ob - tain; 0 how we'll make this cho-rus swell — All is well! all is well!

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No. 23. Zion Stands With Hills Surrounded.

KELLY.

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Jerusalem the Golden.

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Love at Home.

1. There is beau-ty all around, When there's love at home; There is joy n

2. In the cot-tage there is joy, When there's love at home; Hate and en -yy

3. Kind-ly heav-en smiles a-bove, When there's love at home; All the world is

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No. 26.

E. B. WELLS.

Our Mountain Home So Dear.

(Transposed.)

E. STEPHENS.

1. Our moun-tain home so dear, Where cry-stal wa - ters clear Flow ev - er

2. We'll roam the ver- dant hills, And by the spark - ling rills Pluck the wild

3. In syl - van depth and shade, In for - est and in glade, Where'er we

4. The stream-let, flow'r and sod, Be - speak the works of God ; And all com-

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P. P. PRATT.

1. Come, 0 Thou King of kings— We're wait - ed long for Thee,— With

2. Come, make an end of sin, And cleanse the earth by fire, And

3. Ho - san - nas now shall sound From all the ran-somed throng, And

4. Hail! Prince of Life and Peace! Thrice wel - come to Thy throne! While

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joj, a hap • pier strain, To wel-come in Thy peace - ful reign,

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No. 28

Invocation.

W. G. BICKLBY.

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No, 29.

Did You Think to Pray?

1. Ere you left your room this morn - ing, Did you think to pray?

2. When your heart was filled with an - ger, Did you think to ,« pray?

3. When sore tri - als came UD - on vou. Did vou think to Drav?

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Praise to the Man.

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Is count - ed but dross and ref - use.

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And the wreck of the fell ty - rant's hopes.

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W. W. PHELPS.

Now Let Us Rejoice.

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2. We'll love one an - oth - er, and nev - er dis - sem- ble, But cease to do

3. In faith we'll re - ly on the arm of Je - ho - vah To guide thro' these

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last days of troub - le and gloom, And, aft - er the scour-ges and

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WALTER SHIRLEY.

JEAN JACQCES ROUSSEAU.

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2. Thanks we give, and ad - o - ra - tion, For the gos - pel's joy - ous sound;

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Wesley Collection.

Gome, Let Us Anew.

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3. His house shall there be reared, His glo - ry to dia - play; And

4. For there we shall be taught The law that will go forth, With

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tract the gaze Of	all the	world in	lat -	ter days.
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No. 49.

Guide Us, 0 Thou Great Jehovah.

ANNIE F. HARRISOW.

1. Guide me, 0 Thou great Je - ho - vah, Lead us to the prom - ised land,

2. 0 - pen, Je - BUS, Zi - on's foun-tains, Let her rich - est bless - ings come,

3. When the earth be - gins to trem - ble, Bid our fear - ful tho'ts be still;

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Ho - ly Spir-it, Ho - ly Spir-it, Feed us till the Stv - iour comes.

Great Re-deem -er, Great Re - deem - er, Bring, 0 bring the wel-come day!

Sing - ing prais - es, Sing - ing prais - es, Songs of glo - ry un - to Thee.

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No. 50.

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1. The time is far spent, there is lit - tie re - main - ing

2. Shrink not from your du - ty, how - ev - er un - pleas - ant,

3. What tho', if the fa - vor of Ah - man pos - sess - ing,

4. Be fixed in your pur - pose, for Sa - tan will try you,

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Our lit - tie af - flic - tiona, tho' pain - ful at pres - ent,

The au - gels are wait - ing to crown you with bless - ings;

Your path may be thorn - y, but Je - sus is nigh you,

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No. 51.

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Allegretto marcato.

Let Us All Press On.

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o'er we may gain a re-ward ; In the fight for right let us wield a .... sword, op - po - site host in.... view; But an un - seen pow - er will aid me and you help - er will ev - er be near; In the days of tri - al His saints He will cheer,

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The might - y sword of truth. Fear not, tho' the en - e - my de-

In the glo - ri - ous cause of truth.

And pros - per the cause of truth. Fear not, courage,

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No. 52. Improve the Shining Moments.

R B. BAIRD.

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1. Im - prove the shin.- ing mo - ments, Don't let them pass you by;

2. Time flies on wings of light - ning, We can - not call it back;

3. As win - ter time doth fol - low The pleas - ant sum-raer days,

4. Im - prove each shin - ing mo - ment; In this you are se - cure,

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That we may here be use - ful. And ev - 'ry wrong dis - dain.

And God will love and bless you, And help to you im - part

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GEO. MANWARING. mf

Parting Hymn.

E. BEKSLKY.

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2. Praise Him for His mer - cy, Praise Him for His love;

3. Je - sus, our Re - deem - er, Now our prais - es hear;

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For Hig ten • der care, Still the notes pro - long; Watch us day by day,

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J. D.

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2. Had we not be-fore the Cos • pel? Yes — had several taught by men.

3. Where so long has been the Gos - pel? Did it on the earth re - main?

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WATTS.

Gome, Dearest Lord.

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1. Come, dear - est

2. Come, fill our

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joys that can - not depth of Thine un- §11 the Church, thro'

be ex - pressed, The joys that can - not be ex - pressed, meas-ured grace, And depth of Thine un - meas-ured grace. Christ, His Son, By all the Church, thro' Christ, His Son.

No. 57.

Abide With Me.

WILLIAM HBNKY

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1. A - bide with me ! fast falls the e - ven - tide, The dark-ness

2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's lit - tie day; Earth's joys grow

3. Hold Thou Thy cross be - fore my clos - ing eyes; Shine thro' the

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EDWARD HOPPBR.

Jesus, -Savior, Pilot Me.

J. E. GOULD.

Je - BUS, Sav - ior, pi - lot me, 0 - ver life's tern - pestuous sea;

As a moth - er stills her child, Thou canst hush the o - cean wild;

When at last I near the shore, And the fear - ful break-ers roar,

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Chart and com -pass came from Thee; Je - sus, Sav - ior, pi - lot me.

May I hear Thee say to me, "Fear not, 1 will pi - lot thee."

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No. 60. Nearer, Dear Savior, to Thee.

J. L. TOWNBHKND. WILLIAM CLAYSON.

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3. Near-er, dear Sav - ior, to Thee, Near - er, near - er to Thee;

4. Near-er, dear Sav - ior, to Thee, Near - er, near - er to Thee;

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Proved by my tri - als I'll be

Ev - er my an-them will be

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Near - er, yet near - er to Thee!

Near - er, yet near - er to Thee!

Near-er, yet near - er to Thee!

Near - er, yet near - er to Thee!

Trust - ing, in Thee I con - fide, Hop • ing, in Thee I a - bide—

Hum - bly I come to Thee now, Ear - nest, I pray'r-ful - ly bow—

Lov - ing Thee, ev - er I pray, Aid me Thy will to o - bey—

When all my tri - als are done, When my re-ward I have won,

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Jesus, Lover of My Soul.

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1. Je - sus, Lov - er of my soul,

2. Je - sus, mer - ci - ful and mild,

3. Je - sus, Friend and Help-er mine,

Let me to Thy bos - om fly, Lead me as a help - less child; Hast Thou made me tru - ly Thine?

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Sav - ior, hide, to for - give, ten - der prayer;

Till the storm of life is past; Thou dost bid the sin - ner lire — Let me His own im - age bear;

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No. 62.

The Morning Light

SAMUEL SMITH.

GEO. WEBB.

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2. See heathen na-tions bend-ing Before the God of love, And thousand hearts as-

3. Blest riv - er of sal - va - tion, Pursue thy onward way; Flow thou to ev - *ry

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No. 63.

Gome, Said Jesus.

A. L. BABBAULD.

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1. Come, said Je - sus' sa - cred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice;

2. Thou, who homeless, sole, for - lorn, Long hast born the proud world's scorn,

3. Ye who tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain,

4. Sin - ners, come, for here is found Balm that flows from ev - 'ry wound —

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SIR ROBBRT GBANT.

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2. Thy boun - tl - ful care, what tongue can re - cite? It breathes in the

3. Frail chil-dren of dust, and fee - ble as frail, In Thee do we

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No. 65. Mushed Was the Evening Hymn.

J. D. BURMS.

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2. The old man meek and mild, The priest of Is - rael slept, His

3. Oh, give me Sam-uel'sear — The o - pen ear, 0 Lord! A-

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The Rising Sun.

L. BACON.

JUDETH KKYSOB.

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1. The rising sun has chased the night, And brought again the cheer - ing light;

2. We laid us down and sweetly slept; The Lord our souls in safe - ty kept;

3. We know not what His will ordains, But 'tis our joy that Je - sus reigns;

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L. LULA G. KlCHABDS.

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These gra - cious words he ipoke: From dust to speak a - gain. Who once had dwelt a - lono.

Lo! in Cu - mo - rah's lone-ly hill, A sa - cred rec - ord lies conceal'd. It shall a - gain to light come forth, To usher in Christ's reign on earth. The ful - ness of the GOB - pel, too, Its pa - ges will re - veal to view.

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Lo! in Cu - mo-rah's lone-ly hill, A sa - cred re - cord lies con-ceal'd. It shall again to light come forth, To ush - er in Christ's reign on earth. The ful - ness of the Gospel, too, Its pa - ges will re - veal to view.

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No. 69. Where the Voice of Friendship's Heard.

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2. Where the wea - ry find a home; Where the wild deer fear -less roam;

3. Where the tern - pie-block is laid; Where no foe shall e'er in - vade;

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2. More than con-quer - ors at last, Here they find their tri - als o'er;

3. He that on the throne doth reign, Hia own flock shall al - ways feed,

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God Speed the Right.

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2. Be that pray'r a - gain re - peat - ed, God speed the right;

3. Pa - tient, firm, and per - se - ver - ing, God speed the right;

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Ne'er des - pair - ing, tho' de - feat - ed, God speed the right. Ne'er th* e - vent nor dan - ger fear - ing, God speed the right.

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No. 72. I Know That My Redeemer Lives.

MEDLEY. Largo.

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1. I know that my Re - deem-er lives; When comfort this sweet sentence gives!

2. He lives to grant me rich sup - ply, He lives to guide me with His eye,

3. He lives, my kind, wise, heav*nly friend, He lives, and loves me to the end,

4. He lives, all glo - ry to His name! He lives, my Je - sus, still the same; Accomp.

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He lives, myev-er liv-ing head. He lives to hear my soul's complaint. He lives, my Prophet, Priest and King. 'I know that my Re-deem-er lives."

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He lives to bless me with His love,

He lives to si-lence all my fears,

He lives, and grants me daily breath,

He lives, all glo-ryto His name!

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He lives to plead for me a - bove,

He lives to wipe a- way my tears,

He lives, and I shall conquer death,

He lives, my Je-sus, still the same;

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God Bless Our Mountain Home.

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2. Fanned by the cool, soft mountain air, The val - leys turn with beau-ties

3. May no in - trud - ing hos - tile band, E'er des - e - crate our beauteous

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No. 76.

C. E. L.

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Jesus, My Savior.

Arr. by C. E. LESLIE.

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WM. CLAYTON.

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No. 78.

0 Happy Home.

A. C. SMYTH.

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No. 79. Now a Calm and Peaceful Sleep.

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No. 80. We Thank Thee, Heavenly Father.

L. LULA GREEN RICHARDS. Moderate.

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2. We thank Thee for the tern - pies, Where-in Thy peo - pie throng,

3. We thank Thee for the spread-ing Of gos - pel truths a - broad,

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H. W. NAI6BITT.

Rest for the Weary Soul.

GEO. CARELESS.

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COWPKR.

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No. 84. Rock of My Refuge.

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Take Courage, Saints.

MENDELSSOHN.

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THOS. HASTINGS.

E. F. PARRY.

1. Hail to the bright - ness of Zi - on's glad morn - ing,

2. Hail to the bright - ness of Zi - on's glad morn - ing,

3. Lo! in the des - ert the rich flow'rs are spring - ing,

4. Hark! from til lands, from the isles of the o - cean,

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Hail to the mil - lions from bond - age re - turn - ing!

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S. F. bMiTH. JOHN S. LEWIS.

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L. D. EDWARDS.

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2. It sets my heart all in a flame, A sol - dier brave to be;

3. To see our ar - mies on pa - rade, How mar - tial they ap - pear!

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J. L. TOWNSHEND.

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Beautiful Words of Love.

J L. TOWNSHEND.

EDWIN F. PARRY.

1.0 ho - ly words of truth and love We hear from day to day,

2. They're from A-pos-tles good and true, Whose names we all re - vere,

3. They're from the Prophets God in-spires, In coun - sels oft with - stood,

4. And from each cho • sen one that speaks By aid the Spir • it gives,

5. As gems of wis - dom, pure and bright, That glow with lus - trous ray,

Re - vealed to Saints from God Who dai - ly teach us what Re - prov - ing all our ill

a - bove, To guide in heav-en's way. to do, In words of love and cheer, de - sires, Com-mend-ing all that's good.

For ev - 'ry sphere of life it seeks For ev - 'ry - one that lives. We'll seek to gain these words of light, Their coun-sels to o - bey.

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0 What Son&s of the Heart.

J. L. TOWNBHEHD.

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WILLIAM CLAYBON.

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1. 0 what songs of the heart We shall smg all the day, When a-gain we as-

2. Tho' our rap-ture and bliss There's no song can express; We will shout, we will

3. 0 the vi-sions we'll see In that home of the blest, There's no words, there's no

4. 0 what songs we'll employ! 0 what welcomes we'll hear! While our transports of

sem - ble at home; When we meet, ne'er to part, With the blest o'er the way, sing o'er and o'er, As we greet with a kiss, And with joy we ca - ress tho'ts can im-part, But our rap-ture will be All the soul can at - test love are com-plete; As the heart swells with joy In em - bra - ces most dear,

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When we meet ne'er to part, As we greet with a kiss, But our rap - ture will be As the heart swells with joy,

0 what songs of the heart We shall sing in our beau - ti - f ul home. In our rap -ture and bliss, All our loved ones that passed on be - fore. In the vi - aions we'll see Best ex-pressed in the songs of the heart. 0 what songs we'll em-ploy, When our heav-en - ly Par - ents we meet.

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No. 94.

The Star-Spangled Banner.

FRANCIS SCOTT K«Y.

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And the rock- - ets' red glare, the bombs burst - Ing in air,

Now it catch - es the gleam of the morn - ing's first beam,

No ref - uge could save the hire - ling and slave,

Then con - quer we must, when our cause it is just,

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No. 95. Freedom Waves Her Joyous Pinions.

ORSON F. WHITNEY.

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1. Free - dom waves her joy

2. Un - ion, love and fel

3. Now no ty - rant's seep

4. Crown and seep - tre, sword

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Sride are lev-eled, ath the wor-ship king - doms, pow-ers, past have promised,

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Zi - on, oh, ye na-tions, Choose with her "the bet - ter part."

least and last of na-tions, Henceforth as their head shall shine,

ho - ly lips have prayed for, Here and now are re - a - lized.

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Moderate. Words and music by JOHN M. CHAMBERLAIN.

1. L love my own, my native land, The birthplace of the free

2. From ev-'ry clime, from ev-'ry land, To thee, fair land of mint

3. And in the fu-ture golden years, 0 may I al - ways be

6. And in the fu-ture golden years, U may 1 al - ways be

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Marseillaise Hymn.

1. Ye sons of Free - dom, wake to glo - ry! Hark ! hark ! what myriads

2. With lux - u - ry and pride sur - round - ed, The vile in - sa - tiate

3. 0 Lib - er - ty! can man re - sign thee, Once hav- ing felt thy

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ty - rants mis - chief breeding, With hireling hosts, a ruf - fian band, Af- bur - den would they load us, Like gods would bid their slaves a-dore; But world has wept be • wail - ing That falsehood's dag-ger ty-rants wield; But

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fright and des-o-late the land, man is man, and who is more? f ree-dom is our sword and shield,

While peace and lib-er - ty lie bleeding? Then shall they longer lash and goad us? And all their arts are un - a- vail - ing.

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To arms, to arms, ye brave! Th'a-veng - ing sword unsheathed!

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America.

S. F. SMITH, D. D.

H. CARKY.

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pil- grims' pride, From ev - 'ry moun - tain side Let free » dom

tern -pled hills; My heart with rap - ture thrills, Like that a-

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1.0 Co - lum - bia, the gem of the o - cean,

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3. The star - spangled ban - ner bring hith-er,

The home of the And threatened the O'er Co - lum - bia's true

brave and the free, land to de - form, sons let it wave;

The shrine of each patriot's de - vo-tion, The ark then of freedom's foundation, May the wreaths they have won never wither, -O- -t *- •-*-• -t- -f: JL- .ft.

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Hail, Columbia!

1. Hail, Co - lum - bia, hap - py land ! Hail, ye heroes ! heaVn-born band ! Who

2. Im - mor - tal patriots! rise once more, Defend your rights, defend your shore; L«t

3. Sound, sound the trump of fame! Let Washington's great name Ring

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JULIA WAKD HOWABD.

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Steady time.

of the Free.

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1. Flag of the free, fair-est to see! Borne thro* the strife and the

2. Flag of the brave, long may it wave, Cho - sen of God while His

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No. 104.

Our Mountain Home So Dear.

EMMELINE B. WELLS.

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C. L. B.

Beyond To-day.

Duet and Chorus.

Andante legato.

1. If we could see beyond to-day,

2. If we could know beyond to-day,

3. "If we could see, if we could know,"

As God can see; If all the clouds should roll away, The shad-ows flee. As God doth know; Why dearest treasures pass a-way, And tears must flow. We oft - en say; But God in love a veil doth throw, A - cross our way.

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O'er pres-ent griefs we should not fret, Each sor-row we would soon for- get; And why the dark - ness leads the light, Why drear-y paths will soon grow bright; We can - not see what lies be - for'*, And so we cling to Him the more

For ma - ny joys are wait -ing yet, F.or you and me. (For you and me.) Some day life's wrongs will be made right, Faith tell us so. (Faith tell us so.) He leads us till this life is o'er, Trust and o - bey. '(Trust and o - bey.)

No. 106.

Slow.

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1. 0 ye teara, 0 ye tears, That long have re-fused to flow,

2. 0 ye tears, 0 ye tears, I am thank - ful that ye run,

Ye are wel - come to my heart, Thaw-ing, thaw - ing like the snow. Tho' ye come from cold and dark, \e shall spar - kle in the sun.

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0, Ye Tears.

No. 107.

Lullaby.

To the memory of my little son, W. Q.

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No. 109. I Live for Those Who Love Me.

GBO«GE LIMNAENB BANKS.

Duet or Two-Part Song.

GEO. CABBLBSS.

Sym. Moderate.

1. I live for those who love me, Whose hearts are kind and

2. I live to learn their sto - ry, Who suf - fered for my

3. I live to hold com - mun - ion With all that is di-

4. I live to hail that sea - son By gift - ed minds fore-

5. I live for those who love me, For those who know me

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wis - er from con - vie - tion, whole world shall be light - ed,

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And the good that I can do.

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No. 110.

I. H. W.

Mother.-

(To my Mother.) Solo.

Tenderly.

IDA H. WHITE.

1. My heart is full of moth - er dear, her pa-tient, guid - ing love

2. When thoughtless youth's impulsive lips have framed the angry word, ....

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Has been an end - less bea-con light to lift my soul a - hove. Her mild re - proof and sweet car -ess my gen -tie pas-sions stirred.

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Re - newed my hope, pre-served my faith, when sor-row's tears would 'start. When oth -er's faith in me has failed, 0 wondrous moth-er - hood!

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My moth-er dear, my moth-er dear, Thy heart I'll ev - er cheer; Thy

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No. 111

CHAS. W. PBNBOSM. Tenderly.

School Thy Feelings.

Trio or Chorus.

EVAN STBPHBHS.

1. School thy feel-ings, oh, my broth - er, Train thy warm, im-pul - sive soul;

2. School thy feel-ings, there is pow - er In the cool, col - lect - ed mind;

3. Wound not wil - ful - ly an - oth - er, Con-quer haste with zeal and might;

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Do not its e - mo - tions smoth-er, But let wis - dom's voice con-trol. Pas - sion shat-ters rea - son's tow - er, Makes the clear - est vi-sion blind. School thy feel-ings, sis - ter, broth- er, Train them in the path of right.

No. 112.

Christmas Song.

Chorum.) Words and music by EVAN STIPHBKTS.

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Glo-ry be to God in the high - est,

Glo - ry, glo - ry be to God, and peace on earth, and

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{1. This was the song the angels sang, Beth-lehem's

2. This is the song repeat-ed o'er, Each hap-py

3. Oh, let us try some aid to lend These of the

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plains a • bove, While near the blessed mother held The new-born King of

Christmas morn, And bless-ed mothers cling a-new To dear ones new - ly

new-born throng, To grow and live so in the end They, too, may join the

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How prone to err and fail.

Saved by our Sav - ior King. And peace on earth, peace on earth.

No. 113.

mf Maestoso. SOPRANOS.

Utah, We Love Thee!

(The State Song ol Utah.)

Words and music by EVAN STEPHEM.

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2. Co - lum-bia's new - est star, U - tah, we love thee! Thy lus - tre

3. Land of the pi • o - neers, U - tah, we love thee! Grow with the

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com - ing years, U - tah, we love thee! With wealth and peace in store,

tah, we love thee! Far in the glo - rious west,

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Throned on the moontain's crest, In robes of statehood dreggtd, U - tah, we love thee ! A - mong her sisters true, She proudly comes to view, U - tah, we love thee! To fame and glory soar, God-guarded ev - er-more, U - tah, we love thee!

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ORSON F. WHITNBY

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1. Ye who would brave the bounding billow, To view the wonders of the world,

2. Hast never thought, while rapt admiring The distant starlight o - ver head,

3. But I have stood a - mid the thunders, When shook the tow'ring granite height,

4. Sing not of Er - in's famed Killarney, Laud not the wave of Gal - i - lee, -

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And magni - fy with vain de-vo-tion, The scenes in foreign climes un- furled! There may be flow'rs of beauty blushing Neglected 'neath thy care-less tread? And trembled where the vivid lightnings Blazed on the angry brow of night. For I have sailed the buoyant waters Gtf LJ - tah's wondrous sa-line sea.

Have ye ne'er dreamed of nearer splendors, Than beautify an al-ien strand — Ne'er has it been my lot to wan-der, O'er Orient sands or Alpine snows, To Oh, tell me not that grand-er tempests Re-ver-be-rate with louder roar, On IVe climbed her ever - during mountains, I've rested in her peaceful vales, I've

glo - rious leg-a-cies of nature Bequeathed un-to your na - tive land. lin - ger in the vineclad valleys Where Rhine's clear, winding water flows; Switzerland's histor-ic sum-mits, Than on the Rock - y Moun-tains hoar, quaffed her pure and sparkling streamlets, I've breathed her life-renewing gales.

No. 115. Lasting Joy. 8. Y. GATES. (Solo and Chorus.) SOLO. Allegro.	B. CECIL GATES.
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No. 116. Gome, Saints, and Sing a Joyful Song.

8. Y. GATLS.

Solo Andante.

Solo, Duet and Chorus.

B. CECIL GATES.

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No. 117.

My Mother's Love.

Duet or Chorus.

Slow Waltz tempo.

Words and music by JOHN M. CHAMBERLAIN.

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LUCY M. GHEEN.

Gentle Words.

(From "The Open Door.") Duet and Chorus.

H. WHITE.

1. As gen-tie words fall on the heart, like sun-beams on the flow'rs, They chase the

2. For ma-ny souls are bowed beneath, a load of grief and pain, And vain-ly

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and cheer, Speak gen - tie er rain, 'Twill cour- age

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No. 119.

Gome, Dearest Lord.

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1. Come, dear - est Lord, de - scend and dwell, By faith and

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ev - 'ry breast; souls pos - sess, wish - es know,

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taste and feel The joys that can - not be ex - pressed,

breadth, and length, And depth of Thine un - meas - ured grace,

hon - or done By all the church, thro' Christ, the Son.

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No. 121.

P. P. PRATT. Slowly.

Freedom and Love.

Duet or Chorus.

B. CECIL GATES.

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1. Hark ! listen to the gentle strain, O'er hill and val-ley, grove and plain ! It ech-oes

2. The mountains high, the rivers clear, Where heaven sheds the dewy tear, In silence

3. And most of all, a Sav-ior's love Was man-i-fest - ed from above; He died, and

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No. 122.

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1. Our Father in heaven, Thy help we im - plore, For guidance we plead and Thy

2. We wish to be found ev-er faith-ful to Thee, Prove worthy Thy trust, Thy true

name we a - dore; Oh, grant us Thy light and Thy Spir-it di - vine, That daugh-terg to be; Our thanks and our prais-es we tender sincere, And

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No. 123.

If It Gould Be.

BERTHA A. KLKINMAX. Solo.

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CHARLES FREDERICK STAYNHB.

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1. If it could be that you and I Could look in - to the" years,

2. If I could look in - to your eyes With pow-ers to di - vine,

3. 0 we who mean our ways so well, But breathe our pray'rs too late,

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you could know my tests to be And I know all your tears, I

there behold your soul's great need, And you could fathom mine, I

those whose hearts beat close to ours, Who thirst and trust and wait, What

won - der, should we speed our ways, To heal, nor won - der

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will the e - ven - tide re - turn, What holds its hush for

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No. 124. 0 Thou Who Lovest Innocence.

Bus A YOUNG GATES. Chorus. B. CECIL GATBB.

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No. 125. When Light Peeps O'er the Mill.

SUSA YOUNG GAT: Afoderato.

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B. CtciL G\T«S.

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Our Savior Kin^.

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From "THE OPEN DOOR." LUCY M. GREEN. Trio.

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No. 130.

J, M. CHAMBERLAIN.

We Serve to Love.

Chorus or Trio.

Alto.

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Slow.

Sweet and Low.

Chorus or Quartot.

'Barnby." ATT. B. C. GATBS.

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breathe and blow, Wind of the west - ern sea; 0-ver the roll - ing

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No. 132.

The Gospel Message.

"SPRING hOXG."

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No. 133.

WATTS.

Lord, Thou Wilt hear Me.

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No. 134.

S. Y. GATES. Slow.

All Our hearts.

Chorus or Duet.

"Humoresque." DVORAK. Arr. by B. CECIL GATKS.

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Help us, 0 help us find the path-way To Thy presence, draw us near. Guide us, 0 guide us in our weak -ness, Till we reach the perfect day.

No. 135.

Love's Old Sweet Son*.

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Soft-ly come and go; Come and go;

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No. 136.

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1. We ev - er pray for thee, our Prophet dear, That God will give to thee

2. We ev - er pray for thee, with all our hearts, That strength be given thee

3. We ev - er pray for thee, with fervent love, And as the children's prayer

corn-fort and cheer; As the advancing years fur-row the brow, Still may the to do thy part, To guide and counsel us from day to day, To shed a is heard a-bove, Thou shalt be ev-er blest, and God will give All that is

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light with-in shine bright as now, Still may the light within shine bright as now. ho - ly light a - round our way, To shed a ho - ly light a-round our way. meet, or best, while thou shalt live, All that is meet, or best, while thou shalt live.

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We Love Our Work.

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Song to the Morning.

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No. 141. Carry Me Back to Old Virginny.

Carry me back to old Virginny,

There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow, There's where the birds warble sweet in the spring-time,

There's where the old darkey's heart am long'd to go, There's where I labored so hard for old Massa,

Day after day in the field of yellow corn, No place on earth do I love more sincerely

Than old Virginny, the state where I was born.

CHORUS..

Carry me back to old Virginny,

There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow, There's where the birds warble sweetly in the spring-time,

There's where this old darkey's heart has long'd to go.

Carry me back to old Virginny,

There let me live till I wither and decay,

Long by the old Dismal Swamp have I wandered, There's where this old darkey's life will pass away.

Massa and Missis have long gone before me,

Soon we will meet on that bright and golden shore, There we'll be happy and free from all sorrow, There's where we'll meet, and we'll never part no more.

No. 142. Dixie Land.

I wish I was in de land ob cotton,

Old times dar am not forgotten, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. In Dixie land whar I was born in,

Early on one frosty morning, Look away ! Look away ! Look away ! Dixie Land.

CHORUS.

Den I wish I was in Dixie, Horray ! Horra} In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand,

To lib and die in Dixie ;

Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie, Away, Away, Away down south in Dixie.

Old Missus marry "Will de Weaber"

Willum was a gay deceaber,

Look awav ! Look away ! Look awav ! Dixie Land. But when he put his arms around her.

He smiled as fierce as a forty pounder. Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land

CHORUS. His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaber,

But dat did not seem to greab 'er Look away ! Look away ! Look away ! Dixie Land. Old Missus acted de foolish part,

And died for a man dat broke her heart. Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land.

No. 143. Old Black Joe.

Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away ; Gone from the earth to a better land I know. I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe/' I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low ; I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe."

\Yhy do I weep when my heart should feel no pain ? Why do I sigh that my friends come not again, Grieving for forms now departed long ago? T hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe." I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low ; T hear those gentle voices -calling, "Old Black Joe."

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Where are the hearts once so happy and so free? The children so dear, that I held upon my knee ? Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go. I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe." I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low ; I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe."

No. 144. Home, Sweet Home.

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek thro' the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

Home, home, sweet, sweet home.

There's no place like home,

Oh, there's no place like home.

I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,

And feel that my mother now thinks of her child.

As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door,

Thro' the woodbine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more

Home, home, sweet, sweet home.

There's no place like home,

Oh, there's no place like home.

An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain.

Oh give me my lowly thatch'd cottage again.

The birds singing gaily that came at my call,

Give me them and that peace of mind dearer than all,

Home, home, sweet, sweet home.

There's no place like home,

Oh, there's no place like home.

No. 145. My Old Kentucky Home.

The sun shines bringht in the old Kentucky home,

Tis summer the darkies are gay ; The corn-top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,

While the birds make music all the dav : The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,

All merry, all happy and bright ; By and. by "hard times" comes a knocking at the door

Then, my old Kentucky home, good-night.

My Old Kentucky Home

Weep no more, my lady,

Oh ! weep no more today ! We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,

For my old Kentucky home far away.

They hunt no more for the possum and the coon,

On meadow, the hill and the shore, They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,

On the bench by the old cabin door. The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart, • With sorrow, where all was delight ; The time has come when the darkies have to part,

Then, my old Kentucky home, good-night. Weep no more, my lady,

Oh ! weep no more today ! We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home.

For my old Kentucky home far away.

The head must bow, and the back will have to bend

Wherever the darkey may go, A few more days and the trouble all will end,

In the fields where sugar canes grow. A few more days for to tote the weary load,

No matter, 'twill never be light ; A few more days will we totter on the road,

Then, my old Kentucky home, good-night. Weep no more, my lady,

Oh ! weep no more today ! We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home.

For my old Kentucky home far away.

No. 146. Auld Lang Syne.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind,

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of o' Lang Syne !

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For Auld Lang Syne, my dear,

For Auld Lang Syne, We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For Auld Lansr Svne.

Auld Lang Sine

We twa ha'e run a' boot the braes,

And pu'd' the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot

Sin' auld Lang Syne.

We twa ha'e sported i' the barn,

Frae mornin' sun til dine, But seas between us braid ha'e roar'd,

Sin' Auld Lang Syne.

No. 147. Old Folks at Home.

Way down upon the Swanee ribber,

Far, far away ; Dere's wha' my heart is turning ebber,

Dere's wha' de old folks stay. All up and down de whole creation,

Sadly I roam ; Still longing for de old plantation,

And for de old folks at home.

CHORUS.

All de world am sad and dreary,

Eb'ry whar I roam ; Oh ! darkies, how my heart grows weary,

Far from de old folks at home.

All round de little farm I wandered,

When I was young ; Den many happy days I squandered,

Many de songs I sung. When I was playing wid my b rudder,

Happy was I ; Oh take me to my kind old mudder, *

Der let me live and die.

One little hut among de bushes,

One dat, I love ; Still sadly to my mem'ry rushes,

No matter where I rove. When will I see de bees a-humming,

All round de comb ; When will I hear de banjo tumming,

Down in my good old home?

No. 148. The Old Oaken Bucket.

How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,

When fond recollection presents them to view, The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild- wood.

And ev'ry lov'd spot which my infancy knew. The wide-spreading- stream, the mill that stood near it,

The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell. The cot of my father, the dairy house by it,

And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well. The old oaken bucket, the iron bound bucket,

The moss-cover'd bucket that hung in the well.

The moss-covered bucket I hail as a treasure,

For often at noon when return'd from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure,

The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it with hands that were glowing,

And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell, Then soon with the emblem of truth overflowing.

And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well. The old oaken bucket, the iron bound bucket,

The moss^covered bucket arose from the well.

How sweet from the green, mossy brim to receive it,

As, pois'd on the curb, it inclined to my Hos ! Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it,

Tho' fill'd with the nectar that Jupiter sips. And now, far removed from the loved habitation.

The tear of regret will intrusively swell. As fancy reverts to my father's plantation,

And sighs for the bucket that hung in the well. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,

The moss-cover'd bucket that hung in the well.

No. 149. Good-Night Ladies.

Good night, ladies !

Good night, ladies !

Good night, ladies ! We're going to leave you now. Merrilly we roll along, roll along, roll along,

Merrily we roll along.

O'er the dark blue sea.

Good-night Ladies

Farewell, ladies !

Farewell, ladies !

Farewell, ladies ! We're going to leave you now. Merrily we roll along, roll along, roll along,

Merrily we roll along,

O'er the dark blue sea.

Sweet dreams, ladies !

Sweet dreams, ladies !

Sweet dreams, ladies ! We're going to leave you now. Merrily we roll along, roll along, roll along.

Merrily we roll along,

O'er the dark blue sea.

No. 150. The Dearest Spot on Earth.

The dearest spot on earth to me

Is Home, sweet Home! The fairy land I long to see

Is Home, sweet Home. Then how charm'd the sense of hearing, Then when hearts are so endearing, All the world is not so cheering

As Home, sweet Home.

Chorus.

The dearest spot on earth to me

Is Home, sweet Home. The fairyland I've long'd to see

Is Home, sweet Home.

I've taught my heart the way to prize

My Home, sweet Home ! I've learned to look with lover's eyes

On Home, sweet Home. Then when vows are truly plighted, Then when hearts are so united, All the world besides I slighted

For Home, sweet Home.

No. 151. Hard Times, Come Again No More.

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,

While we all sup sorrow with the poor ; There's a song that will linger forever in our ears,

"Oh ! Hard times, come again no more !"

Chorus. 'Tis the song, the sigh, of the weary ;

Hard times ! Hard times ! come again no more ! Many days you have lingered around my cabin door !

Oh ! hard times ! come again no more !

While we seek mirth and beauty, and music light and gay There" are f-rail forms fainting at the door;

Tho' their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say, "Oh ! hard times, come again no more !

Chorus.

There's a pale, drooping maiden, who toils her life away, With a worn heart whose better days are o'er ;

Tho' her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day, "Oh ! Hard times, come again no more !"

Chorus.

No. 152. Grandfather's Clock.

My grandfather's clock was too tall for the shelf,

So it stood ninety years on the floor. It was taller by half than the old man himself,

Though it weighed not a pennyweight more. It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,

And was always his treasure and pride. But it stopp'd short, never to go again,

When the old man died.

Chorus.

Ninetv years without slumbering

fTick, tock, tick, tock,) His life seconds numbering

fTick, tock, tick, toclO It stopp'd short, never to go again

When the old man died.

Grandfather's Clock

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,

Many hours had he spent while a boy, And in childhood and manhood the clock seem'd to know

And to share both his grief and his joy. For it struck twenty-four when he enter'd at the door.

With a blooming and beautiful bride. But it stopp'd short, never to go again,

When the old man died.

My grandfather said that of those he could hire,

Not a servant s.o faithful he found ; For it wasted no time and had but one desire :

At the close of each week to be wound. And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face,

And its hands never hung by its side. But it stopp'd short, never to go again,

When the old man died.

It rang an alarm in the dead of the night,

An alarm that for years had been dumb ; And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight,

That the hour of departure had come. Still the clock kept the time, with a soft and muffled chime,

As we silently stood by his side. But it stopped short, never to go again.

When the old man died.

No. 153. The Old Arm-Chair.

I love it, I love it, and who shall dare

To chide with me for loving that old arm chair?

I've treasured it long as a holy prize,

Fve bedew'd it with tears, and embalm'd it with sighs ;

Tis bound by a thousand bonds to my heart,

Not a tie will break, not a link will start !

Would ye learn the spell? a mother sat there,

And a sacred thing is that old arm chair.

T sat and watch'd her many a day.

When her eye grew dim, and her locks were grey,

And I almost worship'd her when she smil'd,

And turn'd from her Bible to bless her child.

Years roll'd on, but the last one sped,

My idol was shatter'd, my earth-star fled :

I learnt how much the heart can bear,

When T saw her die in that old arm chair.

The Old Arm Chair

Tis past ! 'tis past ! but I gaze on it now With quivering breath and throbbing brow, Twas there she nurs'd me, 'twas there she died, And mem'ry flows with lava tide. Say it is folly, and deem me weak, While the scalding drops start down my cheek; But I love it, I love it, and cannot tear My soul from a mother's old arm chair.

No. 154. My Bonnie.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean, My Bonnie lies over the sea,

My Bonnie lies over the ocean, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Chorus.

Bring back, bring back, Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me ;

Bring, back, bring back, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

Last night as I lay on my pillow, Last night, as I lay on my bed,

Last night as I lay on my pillow, I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead

Oh ! blow, ye winds, o'er the sea Oh ! blow, ye winds, over the sea

Oh ! blow, ye winds, o'er the sea And bring back my Bonnie to me.

155. Annie Laurie.

Maxwelton's braes are bonnie,

Where early fa's the dew. And 'twas there that Annie Laurie

Gave me her promise true : Gave me her promise true,

Which ne'er forgot will be, And for bonnie Annie Laurie,

I'd lav me doon and dee.

Annie Lavirie.

Her brow is like the snawdrift,

Her throat is like the swan ; Her face it is the fairest

That e'er the sun shone on ; That e'er the sun shone on ;

And dark blue is her e'e, And for bonnie Annie Laurie,

I'd lay me doon and dee.

Like dew on th' go wan lying

Is th' fa' o' her fairy feet, And like winds in summer sighing,

Her voice is low and sweet ; Her voice is low and sweet ;

And she's a' the world to me, And for bonnie Annie Laurie,

I'd lav me doon and dee.

156. Sweet By-and-By.

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 us a dwelling-place there.

CHORUS.

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.

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.

To our bountiful Father above, We will offer our tribute of praise,

For the g'orious gift of His love,

And the blessings that halllow our clays.

157. Marching Through Georgia.

I 'ring the good old bugle, boys, we'll sing another song,

Sing it with a spirit that will start the world along ; Sing it as we used to sing it fifty thousand strong, While we were marching thro' Georgia.

CHORUS :

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! we bring" the Jubilee !

Hurrah ! Hurrah ! the flag that makes you free ! So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea,

While we were marching thro' Georgia.

How the darkies shouted when they heard the joyful sound,

How the turkeys gobbl'd which our commissary found! How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground,

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Yes, and there were Union men who wept with joyful tears, When they saw the honor'd flag they had not seen for years :

Hardly could they be restrain'd from breaking forth in cheers, While we were marching thro' Georgia.

"Sherman's dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast,"

So the saucy rebels said, and 'twas a handsome boast, Had they not forgot, alas ! to reckon with the host, While wre were marching thro' Georgia.

Conl ents.

Abide With Me 57

All Hail the Power ; . . . ' 34

All our Hearts 134

America 98

An Angel from on High 67

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Beautiful Words of Love 92

Battle Hymn of the Republic 102

Beneath This Sacred Roof 4

Beyond Today 105

C.

Catch the Sunshine 10

Christmas Carol, A 82

Christmas Song 112

Columbia, The Gem of the Ocean 99

^ Come, Come, Ye Saints 22

Come, Dearest Lord 56

Come, Let us Anew 47

Come, Listen to a Prophet's Voice 8

Come, O Thou King o'f Kings 27

Come, Said Jesus 63

Come, Saints, and Sing 116

Come Thou Glorious Day of Promise 20

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Did You Think to Pray 29

Do What is Right 13

Doxology .' 43

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• Earth With Her Ten Thousand Flowers 14

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Farewell All Earthly Honors 37

Flag of the Free 103

For the Strength of the Hills 40

Freedom Waves Her Joyous Pinions 121

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G.

Gentle Word 118

Glory Forever 140

God Be With You 31

God Bless Our Mountain Home 73

God Moves in a Mysterious Way 83

God Speed the Right \ 71

Guide Us, O Thou Great Jehovah 49

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Hail Columbia 100

Hail to the Brightness of Zion's Glad Morning 86

Hark ! Listen to the Trumpeters 90

Hear Us Pray 6

High on the Mountain Top 48

Home 114

> How Firm a Foundation 32

Hushed was the Evening Hymn 65

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If It Could Be 123

I Know That My Redeemer Lives 72

Improve the Shining Moments 52

Invocation 28

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Jerusalem, The Golden 24

Joseph Smith's First Prayer 30

Jesus, Lover of My Soul 61

Jesus, My Savior 76

Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me 58

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Kind Words are Sweet Tones of the Heart 89

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Land of the Free 96

Lasting Joy 115

Lead Kindly Light 12

Let Us All Press On 51

Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessings 46

Lord, Thou Wilt Hear Me 133

Lord, We Ask Before We Part 35

Lord, We Come Before Thee 1

Love at Home 25

Love's Old Sweet Song 135

Lullaby 107

CONTENTS.

M.

Marsaillaise Hymn 97

Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory 102

My Friend (new) 67

Mother , 110

My Mother's Love 117

N.

Nay Speak No 111 75

Nearer Dear Savior to Thee 69

Nearer My God to Thee ' 39

Now a Calm and Peaceful Sleep 79

Now Let Us Rejoice 45

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O God Our Help in Ages Past 2

O, Happy Home, O Blest Abode 78

Oh Say Can You See 94

Oh, That My Soul 120

Onward Christian Soldiers 9

O Say What is Truth 44

O Thou Rock of My Salvation 91

O Thou Who Lovest Innocence 124

Our God We Raise to Thee 18

Our Mountain Home So Dear (Hymn) 26

Our Mountain Home So Dear (Trio) 104

Our Savior King 128

O What Songs of the Heart 93

O Worship the King 94

O Ye Mountains High 17

O Ye Tears 106

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Parting Hymn 53

Praise God From Whom All Blessings Flow 43

Praise to the Man 33

Prayer Is the Soul's Sincere Desire 36

R.

Red, White and Blue 99

Redeemer of Israel 16

Relief Society, The 126

Rest for the Weary Soul 81

Rock of Ages 12

Rock of My Refuge ,,,,,,,,, 84

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Scatter Seeds of Kindness 5

School Thy Feelings HI

Shall We Meet Beyond the River 54

Silent Ni^'ht (Christmas Song) 82

Sister Thou Wert Mild and Lovely 87

Song to the Morning 139

Sowing 7

Spring 137

Star Spangled Banner, The 94

Still, Still With Thee 59

Sweet and Low 131

T.

Take Courage Saints 85

The Gospel Message 132

The Happy Day Has Rolled On 19

The Lord Is My Light 15

The Lord is. My Shepherd 74

The Morning Light 62

The Mother's Plea 122

The New Freedom Song 127

The Relief Society 126

The Rising Sun 66

The Spirit of God Like a Fire is Burning 38

The Time is Far Spent . 50

Though Deep'riing Trials 11

To Thee, O God 3

To Thee, Our Heavenly Father (Thanksgiving) 88

U.

Utah, We Love Thee (Hymn) 101

Utah, We Love Thee (Quartet) .- 113

W.

We Ever Pray For Thee 136

We Love Our Work 138

We Serve to Love 130

We Thank Thee Heavenly Father 80

We Thank Thee O God For a Prophet 41

What Was Witnessed in the Heavens 55

When First the Glorious Light of Truth 77

When Light Peeps O'er the Hill ". 125

Where the Voice of Friendship 69

Who Are Those Arrayed in White 70

With Heavenly Inspiration 129

Z.

Zion Prospers, All is Well 21

Zion Stands With Hills Surrounded . 23

Classified Index.

Hymns for Congregational Singing.

Opening Hymns.

Beneath This Sacred Roof (New) 4

Catch The Sunshine 10

Come, Come Ye Saints 22

Come Listen to a Prophet's Voice 8

Come, O Thou King of Kings 27

Come Thou Glorious Day of Promise 20

Did You Think to Pray 29

Do What is Right 13

Earth With Her Ten Thousand Flowers 14

Hear Us Pray 6

Invocation (new) 28

Jerusalem, the Golden (new) 24

Joseph Smith's First Prayer 30

Lead Kindly Light 12

Lord, We Come Before Thee Now 1

Love At Home 25

O God Our Help in Ages Past 2

Onward Christian Soldiers 9

Our God We Raise to Thee 18

Our Mountain Home So Dear 26

O, Ye Mountains High 17

Redeemer of Israel 16

Scatter Seeds of Kindness 5

Sowing 7

The Happv Day Has Rolled On 19

The Lord is My Light 15

Though Deep'ning Trials 11

To Thee, O God • 3

Zion Prospers, All is Well 21

Zion Stands With Hills 23

Closing Hymns

All Hail the Power 34

Come Let Us Anew . 47

CLASSIFIED INDEX.

Doxology 43

Farewell All Earthly Honors 37

For the Strength of the Hills 40

God Be With You 31

Guide Us, O Thou Great Jehovah 49

High on the Mountain Top 48

How Firm a Foundation 32

Improve the Shining Moments 52

Let Us All Press On 51

Lord Dismiss Us With Thy Blessings 46

Lord, We Ask Before We Part 35

Nearer My God to Thee 39

Now Let Us Rejoice 45

0 Say What is Truth 44

Parting Hymn '. 53

Praise God From Whom All Blessings Flow 43

Praise to the Man 33

.Prayer is the Soul's Sincere Desire 36

Rock of Ages 42

The Spirit of God Like a Fire is Burning 38

The Time is Far Spent 50

We Thank Thee, O God, for a Prophet 41

Hymns for General Use

Abide With Me (new) 57

An Angel From on High 67

Beautiful Words of Love 92

Come Dearest Lord (new) 56

"Come," Said Jesus (new) ' 63

God Bless Our Mountain Home . 73

God Moves in a Mysterious Way . 83

God Speed the Right 71

Hail to the Brightness 86

Hark ! Listen to the Trumpeters 90

Hushed was the Evening Hymn (new) 65

1 Know that My Redeemer Lives 72

Jesus, Lover of My Soul 61

Jesus, My Savior 76

Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me 58

Kind Words are Sweet Tones 89

My Friend (new) 67

Nay Speak No 111 75

Nearer, Dear Savior, To Thee 60

Now A Calm and Peaceful Sleep 79

O Happy Home, O Blessed Abode 78

CLASSIFIED INDEX.

O Thou Rock of Our Salvation 91

O What Songs of the Heart 93

O Worship the King 64

Rest for the Weary Soul 81

Rock of My Refuge 84

Shall We Meet Beyond the River 54

Sister, Thou Wert Mild and Lovely 87

Silent Night (Christmas Song) 82

Still, Still With Thee 59

Take Courage Saints 85

The Lord is My Shepherd 74

The Morning Light 62

The Rising Sun (new) 66

To Thee, Our Heavenly Father (Thanksgiving) 88

We Thank Thee Heavenly Father 80

What Was Witnessed in the Heavens 55

When First the Glorious Light of Truth 77

\Vhere the Voice of Friendship 69

Who Are These Arrayed in White 70

Special Music for Choirs

Choruses, Solos, Duets, Trios, Quartets, etc.

All Our Hearts (Chorus or Duet) 134

An Angel From On High (Chorus) 67

Beyond Today (Duet and Chorus) 105

Christmas Song (Chorus) 112

Come Saints and Sing (Chorus with Solo and Duet) .... 116

Come Dearest Lord (Chorus) 119

Farewell All Earthly Honors ( Chorus) 37

For the Strength of the Hills (Chorus) 40

Freedom and Love (Duet and Chorus) 121

Gentle Words (Duet and Chorus) 118

Glory Forever (Chorus with Solo and Duet) 140

God Bless Our Mountain Home So Dear (chorus) 73

Hear Us Pray (Chorus) 6

Home (Chorus) 114

If It Could Be (Solo) 123

Jesus Lover of My Soul (Duet and Chorus) 61

Land of the Free (Chorus) 96

Lasting Joy (Chorus with Solo) 115

Lord, Thou Wilt Hear Me (Duet or Chorus) 133

Love's Old Sweet Song (Quartet or Chorus) 135

Lullaby (Chorus or Trio) 107

Mother (Solo) 110

CLASSIFIED INDEX.

My Mother's Love (Duet or Chorus) 117

Oh, That My Sou! (Duet or Chorus) 120

O Thou Who Lovest Innocence (Chorus) 124

Our Mountain Home So Dear (Chorus) 104

Our Savior King (Chorus) 128

O What Song of the Heart (Chorus) 128

O Ye Tears (Solo) 106

Rock of My Refuge (Chorus) 84

School Thy Feelings (Chorus or Trio) Ill

Song to the Morning (Chorus) 139

Spring (Quartet or Chorus) 137

Sweet and Low (Quartet) 131

The Gospel Message (Chorus) 132

The Mother's Plea (Duet) 122

The New Freedom Song (Chorus) 127

The Relief Society (Duet) 126

'Utah, We Love Thee (Chorus or Quartet) 113

We Ever Pray For Thee (Trio) 136

We Love Our Work (Solo, Duet and Chorus) 138

We Serve to Love (Chorus or Trio) 130

When Light Peeps O'er the Hill (Quartet or Chorus) . . 125

With Heavenly Inspiration (Trio) 129

Patriotic Songs

/

America 98

Battle Hymn of the Republic 102

Columbia, The Gem of the Ocean 99

Flag of the Free 103

Freedom Waves Her Joyous Pinions 95

Hail, Columbia 100

Land of the Free 96

Marsaillaise Hymn 97

Oh, Say Can You See 94

Red, White and Blue 99

Star Spangled Banner, The 94

Utah, We Love Thee ,101

Miscellaneous Songs.

WORDS WITHOUT MUSIC For social entertainments and community singing.

Annie Laurie 155

Auld Lang Syne 146

Carry Me Back to Old Virginny 141

Dixie Land 142

Good-Night Ladies 149

Grandfather's Clock 15^

Hard Times, Come Again No More 151

Home, Sweet Home 144

Marching Through Georgia 157

My Bonnie 154

My Old Kentucky Home 145

Old Black Joe 143

Old Folks at Home ... ..... . • • 147

Sweet By-and-By 156

The Dearest Spot on Earth 150

The Old Arm Chair • • 153

The Old Oaken Bucket 148

Music Arranged and Compiled

by

BRIGHAM CECIL GATES For General Board Relief Society