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

BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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Royal  Song 


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J.  W.  SUFFERN  AND  W.  W.  BENTLEY, 

ASSISTED  BY  S.  J.  VAIL  AND  D.  S.  WYMER. 


"KING  OF  KINGS  AND  LORD  OF  LORDS." 


AMERICAN  TRACT  SOCIETY, 

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PREFACE. 

In  presenting  ROYAL  SONGS  to  the  public,  it  is  proper  to  say  that  we  do  it  not  for  the 
sake  of  sending  out  a  new  book,  but  to  meet  the  wishes  of  our  friends,  and  because  we  believe 
that  the  hymns  and  tunes  we  offer  will  do  good  wherever  sung,  and  lay  new  tributes  at  His  feet 
to  whom  all  royal  glory  belongs.  The  book  has  been  prepared  by  men  who  have  had  long  and 
successful  experience  in  writing  and  singing  Sunday-School  music,  and  has  been  carefully 
revised  and  edited. 

The  compilers  wish  to  express  their  hearty  thanks  to  various  contributors  who  have  kindly 
enriched  the  volume  with  some  of  their  best  compositions. 

The  hymns  and  tunes  in  this  book  are  protected  by  copyright,  and  no  one  can  reprint  them 
without  leave  first  procured  ;  for  which  apply  to  the  Publishers. 

We  send  it  out  to  our  friends  and  the  public  with  the  wish  that  it  may  be  the  means 
of  leading  many  to  the  Saviour,  and  fitting  them  at  last  to  sing  "the  new  song"  in  the  presence 
of  THE  KING. 


ARRANGEMENT. 

I.  PRAISE,  N03.  1-24.  V.  ANTICIPATION,  106-124. 

II.  DEVOTIONAL,  25-34.  VI.  INFANT  CLASS,  125-138. 

III.  CHRISTIAN  WORK.  65-92.  VII.  MISCELLANEOUS,  139-161. 

IV.  INVITATION,  93-105.  VIII.  FAVORITE  HYMNS,  162-209. 


COPYRIGHT,  i3;s,  AMERICAN  TRACT     OCIETY. 


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ROYAL   SONGS. 


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2.  Roy-al  songs,  (royal  songs,)  for  the  wea  -  ry    one,    Of    a  peace -ful     rest  when  the  work     is    done, 


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glorious  land,  Where  the  pure  in  heart  with  the    an  -gels  stand, 


Where  the  soul    may  turn  and   with    joy  conic       in, 
Songs    of     love  and  praise  to      our  migh-ty       Kim 


At     the  door    of   grace,  from  the  paths  of      sin. 
From  the  hearts  of    all    may  they  sweet-ly    ring. 


j  Royal  songs  (of  the  cross,)  royal  songs  (of  the  crown,)  Royal  songs  when  the  ransomed  shall  lay  their  trophies  down. 


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"  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, "  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name,  For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these  The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

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2.  In  golden  letters  shining  bright  We  read  night's  azure  page,  And  find  with  joy  the  glad'ning  truth  On  heaven's  starry  page. 

3.  The  gentle  birds  are  warbling  it  From  tree-top  high  above;  And  nature,  sweet  in  all  her  ways,  Soft  whispers — "  God  is  love." 

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"  Blessed  is  he  that  cometh  in  the  name  of  the  Lord  :   Hosanna  in  the  highest." 


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Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him,  But  as  he  rode  along,  He  let  them  still  attend  him,  And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 
We'll  flock  around  his  banner  Who  sits  upon  the  throne,  And  cry  aloud,  "Hosanna"  To  David's  royal  Son. 
But  shall  we  only  render  The  tribute  of  our  words  ?  No,  while  our  hearts  are  tender,  They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 
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death  and    de  -  spair,       For      you   he   was  migh-ty      to  save,    Al  -  migh-ty   to  bring  you  safe    there. 


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fight  maintain,  And  o'er  our  foes  the  vic-t'rv  gain,  That  we  with  thee  might  ever  reign  In  end  -  less  day. 

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"  Who  loved  me,  and  gave  himself  for  me."     Gal.  2:20. 


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sin  and  sorrow  come  no   more,  And  with  the  ransomed  join  to  sing,  "All  praise  to  our  Al-migh-ty  King!" 


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


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4.  Thus  may  I  re- joice  to  show  That  I   feel  the  love  I    owe ;  Singing,  till  Thy  face  I    see,  Of  His  love  who  first  loved  me. 

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tell     it,     More  won- der-ful  -  ly  sweet.       I     love    to  tell   the   sto  -  ry,  For  some  have  never     heard 
thirst- ing      To    hear    it  like   the  rest.     And  when,  in  scenes  of  glo- ry,     I    sing  the  New,  New  Song, 

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27.    CLOSE  TO  THEE. 

It  is  good  for  me  to  draw  near  to  God."     Psa.  73 128. 


Wm.  W.  Bentley. 


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1.  Close  to  thee.  O  Lamb  of  God,  May  thy  Spirit  hold  me;  'Neath  thy  all-protecting  wings  Let  thy  mercy  fold  me. 

2.  Close  to  thee,  when  weak  and  faint,  Duty's  path  pursuing,  Let  me  feel  thy  circling  arm  All  my  strength  renewing. 


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4.  Close  to  thee,  when  earthly  ties  One  by  one  are  breaking,  When  my  soul  to  life  anew  Glad  and  pure  is  waking. 


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Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee,  Keep  thy  child  for  ever.  Anchored  firmly  on  the  rock,  Sin  can  harm  me  never. 

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OH,  HOW  HE  LOVES  I*     • 

"  Greater  iove  hath  no  man  than  this."     John  13:13. 


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2.  lie  came  to  seek  and  save ;  Oh,   how   he  loves!  Set      free   the  captive  slave  ;  Oh.    how   he  loves ; 

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Came  down  to  toil  and  die,    Jus-  tice  to    sat  -  is  -  fy,       Par  -  don  and  peace  to  buy;  Oh,    how  he  loves  ! 

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Hard  and  wea-ry    is  the  way,  When  from  him  we  wan-der ;    Are   we  go-ing  thus  a-stray  ?  Let  us  pause  and  ponder; 


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33.    JESUS,  TENDER  SHEPHERD. 


INFANT  CLASS  HYMN. 


1.  Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us,  Bless  thy  little  lambs  to-night;   Thro' the  darkness  be  thou  near  us,  Keep  us  safe  till  morning's  light. 

2.  All  this  day  thy  hand  hath  led  us,  And  we  thank  thee  for  thy  care;  Thou  hast  clothed  us,  warmed  us,  fed  us,  Listen  to  our  evening  prayer. 


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4.  Why  then,  sin-ner,  do  you  Jin-ger?  Now  is  the  accepted  time;  God  is  wait-ing  to  be  gracious,  Now  o  - 

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4.  Thus  in  life's  glad  morning,  In  its  bright  noon-day,      In  its  shadowy  eve-ning,    Ev-er  will  I    pray. 
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1.  More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee,  More  love  to      thee!     Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make  On  bend- ed    knee; 

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


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

4.  Then  shall  my  latest  breath  Whis-per  thy    praise;    This    be    the  part- ing  cry     My  heart  shall  raise, 


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When  they  can  sing  with  me — More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee,  More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee,  More  love  to  thee. 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be— More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee,  More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee,  More  love  to  thee. 

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BEHOLD  THE  CROSS 


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1.  Be-hold  the  cross,  the  blood-stained  cross !  Thy  dear  Re-deem  -  er        see;       He    turns  with  sad  and 

2.  To     save     thy  soul  from  end  -  less  woe,  He    left    the  courts   a  -   bove.      Oh,      let     his    an-guish 


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4.  His  precious  arms  would  fold  thee  now  With- in      their  dear  em  -  brace ;  Throw  off       to-day    the 


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'Wash  me  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow."     Psa.  51:7. 


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2.  For    noth-ing  good  have  I,  where-by  thy  grace  to  claim  ;  I  '11  wash  my  garments  white  In  the  blood  of  Calv'ry's  Lamb. 


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2.  If        he  hears  the     ra-ven's  cry,       If     his  ev  -  er  watch  -  ful  eye  Marks  the  sparrows  when  they  fall, 

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2.  I  need  thee,  blessed  Jesus,  To  wash  away  my  sin ;     I  need  thee,  precious  Jesus,  To  keep  me  pure  within. 

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REPKAIN. 


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COME,  LOVING  SAVIOUR. 

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2.  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus!  From  out  the  Golden  Gate,  Thro'  all  Pacif-ic's   islands,  And  China's  princely  state; 

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57.    I  LEAVE  IT  ALL  WITH  JESUS. 


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2.  I       bring    it  all    to  Je-sus  In  calm,  believing  prayer ;    I   bring  it  all  to  Jesus,  And  love  to  leave  it  there. 
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2.  Trust-ing  my  all  with  Je-sus,  Why  should  my  faith  decline?  What  if  I  toil  and  la-bor,  Waiting  the  harvest  time? 

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What    if  my  path  be  rug-ged?  Jesus  that  path  hath  trod,      Leaving  a  lamp  to  guide  me  Up  to  the  throne  of  God.- 
Oh,    what    a  glo-rious  vis  -  ion  Comes  to  my  raptured  sight — Fields  of  immortal  verdure,  Skies  of  unclouded  light. 


63.    LIVING  FOUNTAIN. 

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All  its  pleasures  soon  shall  cease. 

Earth-ly   joys  are  dross  to   me !  Nothing,  Lord,  can  cheer  without  thee,  For  my  bliss  is  in  thy  smile ; 
With  thee  all  is  bright  the  while.  «#-.■#■  ^  a      \  d 


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W.  J.  Kirkpatrick. 


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2.  All  my  sin  1  lay  on  Jesus,  He  doth  wash  me  in  his  blood ;  He  will  keep  me  pure  and  holy,  He  will  bring  me  home  to  God 


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4.  All     I    am    1  give  to   Je  -  sus — All  my  bod-  y,  all  my  soul,   All  I  have,  and  all  I  hope  for,  While  e-ter-nal  a  -  ges  roll ! 
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2.  Singing  for  Jesus,  our  bountiful  Friend,  He  who  is  willing  and  able  to  save;  Whose  love  and  mercy  free 

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2.  In  the  Saviour  we  believe,  But  we've  often  cause  to  grieve  That  our  faith  so  fails  us  in  the  stormy  day; 


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3.  We  should  love  with  perfect  love;  But  our  warm  affections  rove  From  the  Friend  who  bled  and  died  our  love  to 

4.  There  is  much  for  us  to  do,  And  the  workers  are  but  few,  For  how  many  in  the  vineyard  idle  stand !  [win. 


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Where  no  stain  shall  e'er  appear  On  the  robes  the  ransomed  wear,  For  they've  washed  them  in  the  Saviour's  blood 
While  we're  thankful  for  our  store,  Let  us  pray  for  more  and  more,  Lest  we  wander  from  the  heavenly  way. 

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1.  Art    thou  wea  -  ry  ?   trust  my  love.    Art  thou  halt  -  ing  ?  Look  a  -  bove. 

2.  Art  thou  stained  ?  come  wash  thee  white.  Art  thou  fearful  ?  walk  in  light. 


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4.  Art    thou  lone  -  ly,     poor,  and  sad  ?  Let  my  pres  -  ence  make  thee  glad.   Mine    is    an      ex  -  haust-less 

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4.  Tho'  God  may   not  call      us      in      re  -  gions    a  -  far      To     scat  -  ter    the  gos  -  pel      a  -  broad, 


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We'll  point  those   a  -  round  us     to      Beth  -  le-hem's  star,   To  heav  -  en,      to  home,  and    to    God. 


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YOUTHFUL  VOLUNTEERS. 


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LET  US  HELP  EACH  OTHER. 


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i.  Let  us  help  each  oth-er    o'er  life's  rugged  way,  Gent-ly  lift    the  fallen  ones,  reclaiming  those  who  stray, 

2.  Let  us  help  each  oth-er     in  the  Christian  way;  Taught  by  our  Redeemer's  life,  we  need  not  ever  stray  ; 

3.  Let  us  help  each  other,  weary  is  the  way,  Dark  the  days  and  cheerless,  when  from  his  dear  path  we  stray; 

4.  Let  us  help  each  other,  Jesus  makes  the  way  Straight  and  very  pleasant  when  we  do  not  choose  to  stray; 


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Cheer  the  sad  and  lone  -  ly  with  our  hap-py  light,  Point  the  way  of  sure  escape  from  death's  dark  night. 
Guid  -  ed  by  his  coun-sel,  looking  t'ward  the  light,  Which  alone  can  save  thelost  from  death's  dark  night. 
Joy  -  ous-ly  we  has  -  ten  toward  the  bless-ed  light,  Glad-  ly  turn  our  face  away  from  death's  dark  night. 
He  will  make  the  shad-  ovvs  dis  -  ap-pear  in  light,  He  will  take  a- way  the  gloom  of  death's  dark  night. 
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ONLY  REMEMBERED  BY  WHAT  I  HAVE  DONE.       wm.  w.  Bentiey. 


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2.  Shall   I    be  missed  if  an-oth  -  er  succeed  me,  Reaping  the  fields  I  in  spring-time  have  sown  ?  No,  for  the  sower  may 


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4.  Oh,  when  the  Saviour  shall  make  up  his  jewels,  When  the  bright  crowns  of  rejoicing  are  won,  Then  will  his  faithful  and 


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2.  Yet,   my  soul,  look  not  be- hind  thee,  Thou  hast  work  to  do  at    last;  Let    the  brave  toil  of     the     pres  -  ent    O  -  ver  ■ 

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WHILE  THE  DAYS  ARE  GOING  BY. 

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2.  March  onward   un  -  daunt-ed,  what-e'er  may  op-pose,  The  sword  of  the  Spir-it    will  vanquish  our  foes. 

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Though  legions  of   dark-ness  our  path-way  as  -  sail,    If  prayer  be  our  watchword  they  cannot  pre-vail. 

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THE  GOLDEN  HARVEST. 

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Earnestly. 


ARM  THE  CHILDREN. 


Daniel  S.  Wymer. 


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2.  See  on  high  our  banner  waving,  Blazoned  with  the  Saviour's  cross;   All  who  fight  beneath  that  standard 


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'Gainst  the  gi-  ant  hosts  of   sin.       From  the  ranks  of  death  are  flying      Missiles  for  the  heart  of    youth; 
Count   all  oth-er  gain  but  dross.  There  is  safety,  there  is  bless  -  ing      Un  -  derneath  its  folds  so  wide, 

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80.    "PEACE!  IT  IS  II" 


S.  J.  Vail. 


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1.  Fierce  was  the  billow,  Dark  was  the  night,  Oars  labored  heavily,  Foam  glimmered  white ;  Mariners  trembled, 

2.  Ridge  of  the  wild  wave,  Lower  thy  crest ;  Tempest  and  angry  cloud,  Be  ye    at  rest;  Per  -  il    a-vert  -  ed, 

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Guide  thou  my  voy-a-ging  And,  when  death's  storm  comes, 

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Sorrow  must  fly,  When  saiththe  Son  of  God,  "Peace !  it  is  I !"  When  saith  the  Son  of  God,  "  Peace  !  it  is  I!" 


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WE  SHALL  REST  ON  THE  BEAUTIFUL  SHORE. 


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SOWING  THE  SEED. 


J.  W.  Suffern.      82 


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2.  Sow  -  ing  the  seed  in  the  dry  dusty  way,  Sowing  the  seed  in  the  damp  miry  clay,  Sowing  the  seed  'mong  the 
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HARVEST  HOME. 


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2.  He     is    ev  -  er  will  -  ing  Love  and  grace  to  give  ;  All  who  love  him  he  will  help  Unto  him    to    live; 


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Of  earth's  greatest  Teacher,  Of  earth's  truest  Friend,  Of  earth's  blest  Redeemer,  Whose  love  will  never  end. 
Live  as  he  hath  taught  them  By  his  life  so     pure,        By   his  bless- ed  pre-cepts  And  promis-es      so  sure. 


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Love  shall  be  our  watchword.Our  watchword  tried  and  true;  Our  motto,  "Do  to  others  As  for  us  we'd  have  them  do." 

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sweetness  to  ev  -  ery    one,   To  be    given    in     ev  -  ery  place.  There  is  never,  etc. 


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praised  by  a    hu-man  voice,  Nor  by    hu  -  man  eyes  des-cried.  There  is  never,  etc. 


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THE  LIFE-GIVING  FOUNTAIN, 

'  A  well  of  water  springing  up  into  everlasting  life."     John  4: 14. 

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1.  Down  from  Cahary's  ho  -ly  mountain,  Pure  and  free,  pure  and  free,  Runs  an    ev  -  er-liv  -  ing  fountain 

2.  Pre  -  cious  foun-tain,  ful  -  ly  flow  -  ing,  For    the  rich,   for    the  poor,  Life  and  health  on  all  be-stow-ing. 


3.  O       poor  sin  -  ner,  come  and  try    it ;  'Tis   for  thee,    'tis  for  thee  ;  Price  ye  need  not  bring  to  buy    it ; 
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faint  -  ing  soul ;    All     who  drink  shall  live      for     ev  -  -  er,    Ev  -  ery  wound  of    sin    made     whole. 


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JESUS  IS  CALLING  THEE. 

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2.  Ho!   ev  -  ery  thirst-  y   one,  come  at     the   call;  Streams  of  sal  -  va  -  tion  flow   free  -  ly     for   all. 

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3.  Dare      to      do     right,   dare       to     be     true,     God,  who    ere   -  a  -  -  ted  you,  cares  for    you  too ; 

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Stand    by  your    conscience,  your  hon-or,    vour  faith ;  Stand  like     a      he  -  ro,   and  bat  -  tie      till  death. 


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2.  No      mat-ter  how  heav-y  the  bur-den  may  be,    Nor  how  you  are  press'd  by  the  load,  'Twill  van-ish   a-way  when  you 

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4.  "  Ye  burdened  and  weary  ones,  come  unto  me,"  He's  calling  you  now  to  his      rest ;     He    came  to  save  sinners,  yes, 


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Sa-viour  is  wait-ing,    is  waiting  for  thee. 


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WELCOME  A  GUEST. 


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2.  Welcome  a  Guest  that  will  heal  thy  wounds,  Welcome  a  Guest  that  will  ne'er  depart,  Welcome  a  Guest  in  whose  name  is  found 


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SEEK  THE  GENTLE  SHEPHERD. 

"Thy  face,  Lord,  will  I  seek."     Psa.  27:8. 


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2.  Seek  the  gen -tie  Shep-herd,  Ev  -  er  kind  and  true,    Who  is  dai  -  ly  watch  -  ing  O    -    ver  me    and 

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96.    DON'T  KEEP  JESUS  WAITING. 

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"  They  were  shed  for  one  who  had  gone  astray, 

Ere  the  Shepherd  could  bring  him  back." 
"  Lord,  whence  are  thy  hands  so  rent  and  torn  ?" 
"They  are  pierced  to-night  by  many  a  thorn." 


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And  up  from  the  rocky  steep, 
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"  Rejoice !  I  have  found  my  sheep  !" 
And  the  angels  echoed  around  the  throne, 
"Rejoice,  for  the  Lord  brings  back  his  own!" 


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100.    COMING  TO  THE  FOUNTAIN, 

"  With  Thee  is  the  fountain  of  life."     Psa.  36:9. 


Wm.  W.  Bentley. 


1.  We  are  coming  to  the  fountain,  We  are  kneeling  at  its  brink;  From  its  pure  and  living  waters  Jesus  says  we 

2.  We  are  coming  to  the  fountain  Flowing  fresh  and  clear  and  free;  We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour,  bringing  all  we 

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Scat  -  ter  sunbeams  on    our    way;       But   the  sweetest  blossoms  grow    In    the  land   to  which  we  go. 
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4.  I'll  give  my  time  to  Jesus:  Oh,  that  each  hour  might  be  Filled  up  with  holy  work  for  him  Who  gave  himself  for  me. 

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3.  These,  these  are  they  who  in   the  con-flict  dire,  Bold-ly  have  stood  a  -  mid  the    hot -test  fire;    Je  -  sus  now  says, 

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OH,  LAND  OF  THE  BLESSED. 


Philip  Phillips,  by  per 
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120.    IT  IS  BETTER  FARTHER  ON. 


Wm.  W.  Bentley,  1875. 


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HOME  OF  MY  KINDRED. 


S.  J.  Vai 


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2.  A      pil- grim  and  stranger  I    roam  In  search  of  that  country  a  -far;     I        read  of    a   mansion,  my 

3.  And  shall  I    the  cit  -  y    be  -  hold,  Whose  builder  and  maker  is  God;  Whose  walls  are  of  jasper  and 

4.  A    pilgrim  and  stranger  confessed,  I    look  to  the  mountain  of  light,  From  whence  the  dear  land  of  the 


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gold,  Whose  streets  by  the  angels  are  trod?  Shall  I,  thro'  the  emerald  gate,  From  earth  and  its  desert  of 
blest,  The  Canaan  I  seek,  is  in   sight.     O     Je  -  sus,  my  Saviour  and  Guide,  I  follow  thy  rough,  thorny 

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ABOVE  IN  THAT  BEAUTIFUL  LAND. 


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124.    IN  THY  FOLD. 

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2.  We  are  young  and  weak  and  frail,  But  thy  grace  will  never  tail ;  In  thy  blessed  word  we  see,  "  Let  the  children  come  to  me." 


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CHILDREN  SHOULD  BE  GENTLE. 


Dr.  J.  B.  Herbert. 


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2.  We  know  when  Christ  our  Lord  was  young,  No  angry  word  e'er  crossed  his  tongue  ;  And  when  he  grew,  no 


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2.  If      I    were  a      sunbeam,    I  know  where  I'd  go,     In  -  to  low-liest  hov-els,  Dark  with  want  and  woe. 


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Till  sad  hearts  look  upward,  I  would  shine  and  shine,  Then  they'd  think  of  heaven,  Their  sweet  home  and  mine. 

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2.  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise.  Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days  ;  Then  the  world  shall  always  see,  Christ,  the  holy  child,  in  me. 


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134.    THE  SAVIOUR  CALLS. 


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2.  With  joy  we  come,  dear  Lord,  And  offer  thanks  to  thee,  And  praying  that,  as  we  are  thine,  Thine  may  all  children  be. 

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WHO  SHALL  WALK  IN  WHITE? 

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R   A.  Kinzie.      135,  136 

From  "'Evergreen"  by  per. 


i.  Who  shall  walk  in  heav'n  above,  In  yon  home  of  peace  and  love  ?  Only  they  shall  walk  in  heav'n  Who  on  earth  have  been  forgiv'n. 

2.  Who  shall  live  in  bliss  above,  In  yon  home  of  peace  and  love  ?    Only  they  who  do  God's  will,  And  his  ho  -  ly     law  ful-fil. 

3.  Who  shall  reign  with  Christ  above,  In  yon  home  of  peace  and  love  i  Only  they  whose  hearts  are  pure.  And  who  to  the  end  endure. 


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2.  We  are  on  -  ly   lit  -  tie  children  ;  But  'round  the  shining  throne  Stand  thousand  others  such  as  we,  Thro'  Jesus'  love  alone. 


3.  And  if  here  we  serve  him  truly,  Faithful  until    we    die,  He'll  send  an  angel  bright  and  pure  To  guide  us  home  on  high. 

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2.  We  love  to  learn,  all  thro'  the  week,  The  things  that  make  us  good  and  wise  ;  But  most  we  love  the  truths  to  seek  That 

3.  We  love    the  sto-ries  of  the  brave,  The   noble  men  who  earth  have  trod;  But  more  to  hear  of  Him  who  gave   His 

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light  our  pathway  to  the  skies, 
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sure-ly  come  to  meet  us    here. 


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2.  Ho-ly,    Ho-ly,    Ho  -  ly  !     all  the  saints  a  -  dore  thee,  Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the  glassy   sea; 


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4.  Thou  our  daily  task  shalt  give ;  Day  by  day  to  thee  we  live ;  So  shall  added  years  fulfil,  Not  our  own,  Our  Father's  will. 
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2.  Land    a-head  !  sweet  words,  so  cheering  To  the   tern  -  pest-tost  and  tried ;    For    the    heavenly  port  we're 


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4.  Land    a  -  head!  our  home  of  glory!    When  our  feet  its  shores  shall  throng,  Then  we'll  sing  "the  old,  old 

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near  -  ing,   Home  for   which   we  oft    have   sighed.      Yes,  amid,  etc. 


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sleep -ing    Saints,  his    jew  -  els  laid     a    -   way. 
sto   -   ry,"  And  we'll  shout    re-demption's  song. 


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2.  Everywhere  with  Je  -  sus!  For  no  place  can  be     Where  I  may  not  find  him  near,  Very  near   to    me, 


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MY  CLASS. 


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2.  Ea  -  ger  hearts,  and  eyes   that  glis  -  ten,  Hands  that    try     to       do    God's  will,  Tongues  that  lisp  and 


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4.  Grouped  like  blossoms  in        a     gar  -  den,  Clothed  like  lil  -  ies,    pure    and   white  :    In   thine  arms,  dear 


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ears    that    list   -   en,  Wait   the   sig  -  nal,  hush'd  and     still. 
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156.    YET  THERE  IS  ROOM.' 


Ira  D.  Sankey. 


1.  Yet  there  is  room  !  the  Lamb's  bright  hall  of  song  Room,  room,  still  room  !  oh,  enter,  enter  now. 

With  its  fair  glory  beckons  thee  along : 

2.  Day  is  declining,  and  the  sun  is  low  ;  The  shadows  lengthen,  light  makes  haste  to  go :  Room,  room,  still  room  !  oh,  enter,  etc. 


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4.  It  fills,  it  fills,  that  hall  of  jubilee  !  Make  haste,  make  haste  ;  'tis  not  too  full  for  thee  :  Room,  room,  still  room  !  oh,  enter,  etc. 


5.  Yet  there  is  room !  still  open  stands  the  gate, 
The  gate  of  love ;  it  is  not  yet  too  late  : 

Room,  room,  still  room!  oh,  enter,  enter  now. 

6.  Pass  in,  pass  in !  that  banquet  is  for  thee  ; 
That  cup  of  everlasting  love  is  free ! 

Room,  room,  still  room !  oh,  enter,  enter  now. 


7.  All  heaven  is  there,  all  joy!  go  in,  go  in ; 
The  angels  beckon  thee  the  prize  to  win  : 

Room,  room,  still  room !  oh,  enter,  enter  now. 

8.  Louder  and  sweeter  sounds  the  loving  call ; 
Come,  lingerer,  come  ;  enter  that  festal  hall  : 

Room,  room,  still  room !  oh,  enter,  enter  now. 


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Lustrous  in  their  Saviour's  grace?  "  Alleluia!"  etc. 
Fol-lowing  not  the  sinful  throng.    "  Alleluia  !"  etc. 


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HARK!  WHAT  MEAN  THOSE  HOLY  VOICES. 


S.  J.  Vail.     158 


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FAVORITE    HYMNS 


162. 


WARE.    Key,  A. 


1.  Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door  : 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before ; 
lias  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2.  Oh  lovely  attitude— he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands  ! 
Oh,  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
Tiiis  matchless  kiuduess  to  his  foes  ! 

3.  But  will  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed? 
He  will  :  tlie  very  Friend  you  need  : 
The  Friend  of  sinners  ;  yes,  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 


163.     ITALIAN  HYMN.     Key,  C. 

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

Help  us  io  praise  : 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reig-n  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 

2.  Come,  holy  Comforter. 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 


164.  WEBB.     Key,  bB. 

1.  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 
To  penitential  tears ; 

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Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 
Brings  tidings  from  afar, 

Of  nations  in  commotion, 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2.  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

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

A  nation  in  a  day. 


165.     BOYLSTON.     Key,  C. 

1.  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2.  To  serve  the  present  age, 

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


166.     HAPPY  DAY.     Key,  C. 

1.  Oh.  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Well  may  this  plowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

Cho.— Happy  day.  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away  ; 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day  : 

Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  niy  sins  away. 


2.  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 

Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 
Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast, 
Cho.— Happy  day,  etc. 


167.    WORK,  FOR  THE  NICHT 
IS  COMINC.     Key,  bE. 

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, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

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

When  man  works  no  more. 

3.  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

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

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

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

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 


168.     PLEYEL'S  HYMN.     Key,  A. 

1.  Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear — 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 
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2. 1  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  lace, 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3.  Though  I  cumber  still  the  ground, 
Lo,  an  Advocate  is  found  : 
There  lor  me  the  SaWiour  stands, 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands. 


169. 


ZION.     Key,  D. 


1.  Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above/ 
Every  sentence,  oh,  how  tender, 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  ! 

Listen  to  it— 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2.  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zton's  King  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel  sinner,  "  Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

How  important — 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 

3.  Oh,  ye  angels  hovering  round  us. 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way  ; 
Hasten  to  the  courts  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay: 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 


170.  LABAN.     Key,  C. 

1.  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard. 

Ten  thousand  lues  arise  ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2.  Oh  :  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray— 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3.  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 
Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  thv  crown. 
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4.  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 
He  '11  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 


171.        ANTIOCH.     Key,  D. 

1.  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

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

2.  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 

'Tis  music  to  our  ravished  eais  ; 

'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

3.  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

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


172.       MARLOW.     Key,  C. 

1.  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ! 

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

2.  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

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

3.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  1  can  do. 


173.   WOODSTOCK.     Key,  G. 

1.  Father.  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee  : 

No  other  help  1  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  1  go? 

2.  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 


3.  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

1  now  should  feel  thy  power ; 
And  all  my  wants  thou  wouldst  relieve, 
In  this  accepted  hour. 

4.  Author  of  faith  !  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  ; 
Oh  let  me  now  receive  that  gift — 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 


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Key,  C. 

One  there  is  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  : 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us. 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blot  d  I 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 

Reconciled  in  Him  to  God. 


2.  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased. 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  ; 
Now  above,  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  lo  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  Jove  ; 
We.  alas  !  forget  too  often 

What  a  friend  we  have  above. 


175.        OLIVET.     Key,  C. 

1.  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  or  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
Oh  let  me  from  thisday 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2.  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strengt  i  to  my  fainting  heart ; 

Mv  zeal  inspire : 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0!i  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  Are. 


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

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

From  thee  aside. 


176.      BOYLSTON.     Key,  C. 

1.  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2.  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 
Then  why  should  you  delay? 

3.  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 


177.      ANTIOCH.     Key,  bE. 

1.  iOY  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2.  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

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

3.  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

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


178,    COME,  THOU  FOUNT. 
Key,  E. 

1.  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 


2.  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

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

3.  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger. 

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

interposed  his  precious  blood. 


179.      TOPLADY.     Key,  bB. 

1.  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood. 

From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2.  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3.  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
oimply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress  ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Vile,  1  to  the  fountain  fly  ; 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  1  die  ! 


180.    ST.  THOMAS.     Key,  C. 

1.  I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord— 

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

2.  I  love  thy  church,  O  God  ! 

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

3.  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

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


181.    CORONATION.     Key,  C. 

1.  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2.  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3.  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  Lord  did  call. 

The  God  incarnate  !  Man  divine  ! 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4.  Sinners  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall. 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

j.  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

G.  Oh,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  oi  all. 


182.       AMERICA.     Key,  G. 

1.  My  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  we  sing : 
Land  where  my  fathers  died  ; 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride  ; 
From  every  mountain-side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

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

Tliv  name  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 
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Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
Ami  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song ; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 


183.    NEARER  TO  THEE.    Key,  C. 

1.  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee : 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me. 
Still  all  my  soug  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  tliee. 

2.  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone. 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

3.  There  let  the  'way  appear 

Steps  up  to  heaven  ; 
A  1  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 


184.      FOUNTAIN.     Key,  D. 

1.  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

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

2.  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  flay  : 
And  there  may  I.  as  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 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 
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4.  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  1  die. 

5.  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

1  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
WJien   this  poor,  lisping,  stammering 
tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


185.  WILL  YOU  GO?     Key,  G. 

We're  travelling  home  to  heaven  above  ; 

Will  you  go?    Will  you  go? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  of  God  ; 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road  : 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 

We  're  going  to  walk  the  plains  of  light ; 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go ? 
Far,  far  from  curse  and  death  and  night  ? 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  i 
The  crown  of  life  we  then  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palm  we  then  shall  bear. 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we  '11  share  ; 

Will  you  go?    Will  you  go? 

The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain  ; 

Will  you  go?    Will  you  go? 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again  ; 

Will  you  so?    Will  you  go? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"  Take  up  thy  cross  and  lollowr  me, 
And  thou  stialt  mv  salvation  see." 

Will  vou  go?    Will  you  go? 


186.  ARIEL.     Key,bE. 

1.  On  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 

oh  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  m  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 


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

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

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

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

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise 
1  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

187.      EVEN  ME.     Key,  t>A. 

1.  Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings 

Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free — 
Showers  the  thirsty  laud  refreshing  ; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me— 
Even  me. 

2.  Pass  me  not,  O  God,  our  Father  ! 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be  : 
Thou  might'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  reach  to  me — 
Even  me. 

3.  Pass  me  not.  O  gracious  Saviour  ! 

Let  me  live  and  cling  to  Thee  ; 
See,  I  'm  longing  for  thy  favor  ; 
While  thou'rt  calling,  oh  !  call  me— 
Even  me. 


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188.  WOODWORTH.     Key,  bE. 

1.  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  mv  soul  of  one  dark  blot. 

To  Thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 
spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

2.  .Tust  as  I  am.  though  tossed  about 
Witli  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fighting  and  fears  within,  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come! 

3.  Just  as  I  am,  Thou  wilt  receive. 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve  ! 
Because  thv  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 


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4.  Just  as  I  am.  Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down. 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  tliine  alone, 
o  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


189.         DENNIS.     Key,  F. 

1.  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2.  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  lears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3.  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


190.   SWEET  HOME.     Key,  F. 

1.  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 

complaints. 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints. 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room. 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my 
home. 

2.  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children 

of  peace. 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  can 

not  cease; 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness 

I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  Thee  in  glory  at  home. 


191.    LOVING  KINDNESS.  Key,  C. 

1.  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  ; 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free  ! 


2.  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate  ; 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great ! 

3.  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  sately  leads  my  soul  along  : 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong  ! 

4.  I  olten  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 
But  though  1  oft  have  him  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 


192.  BEAUTIFUL  RIVER.  Key,  bE. 

1.  Shah,  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod? 
With  its  crystal  tide  for  ever 
Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God? 

CHORUS. 

Yes,  we  Ml  gather  at  the  river. 
The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river, 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river, 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

2.  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river, 

Lay  we  every  burden  down  ; 
Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver. 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 
Yes,  we  '11  gather,  etc. 

3.  Soon  we  '11  reach  the  silent  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease  ; 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 
Yes,  we  '11  gather,  etc. 


2.  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 
I  do  believe,  etc. 

3.  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  ihou  art, 
I  '11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 
I  do  believe,  etc. 

4.  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 
I  do  believe,  etc. 


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194.    NETTLETON.     Key,  bE. 

1.  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

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

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shall  be  ! 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I  've  so'iuht,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own  ! 

2.  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me. 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue. 
And  while  thou  dost  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me, 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 


193.    I  DO  BELIEVE.     Key,  F. 

1,  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear. 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 

chorus. 
I  do  believe,  I  now  believe, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
And  through  his  blood,  his  precious  blood, 

1  shall  from  sin  be  free. 


195.  SHINING  SHORE.     Key,  G. 

1.  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
These  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

CHORUS. 

For  now  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strard, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over  ; 

And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 
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2.  We  '11  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 
For  now  we  stand,  etc. 

3.  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  King  says  "Come,"  and  there's 
our  home, 
For  ever,  oh,  for  ever ! 
For  now  we  stand,  etc. 


196.       HEBRON.     Key,  ^B. 

1.  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on— 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 

And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2.  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home : 

But  he  forgives  my  lollies  past, 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3. 1  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 


197.         MARTYN.      Key,  F. 

1.  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

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

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

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2.  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

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

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

All  "my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
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3.  Tlenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found- 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee, 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ; 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 


198.       HENDON.     Key,  G. 

1.  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing ; 

Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  iu  his  works  and  ways. 

2.  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3.  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

4.  Lord  !  obediently  we  '11  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


199.        ATHENS.     Key,  bE. 

1.  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 

Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  h.ad  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

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

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2.  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Behold,  I  freely  give 

The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one. 
Stoop  down,  and  drink  and  live." 

I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 
Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 

My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 
And  now  1  live  in  him. 


3.  1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

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

In  him  my  star,  my  sun  ; 
Anil  in  that  light  of  life  I  '11  walk, 

Till  travelling  days  are  done. 


200.     CROSS  AND  CROWN. 
Key,  bB. 

1.  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

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

2.  This  consecrated  cross  I  '11  bear 

Till  death  shall  make  me  free. 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there  's  a  crown  for  me. 

3.  O  precious  cross  !  0  glorious  crown  ! 

O  resurrection  day  ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 


20h     SWEET  HOUR  OF  PRAYER. 
Key,  D. 

1.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2.  Sweet  hour  of  rrayer !   sweet  hour  of 

prayer  1 
Thy  wings  shall  mv  petition  bear 
To  Him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless  ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face. 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I  '11  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


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INDEX  OF   HYMNS   AND   TUNES 

TITLES  IN  SMALL  CAPITALS :   FIRST  LINES  IN  ROMAN. 


Abide  with  Me no.    84 

abiding  Love 44 

above  in  that  beautiful  land 123 

A  Charge  to  keep  I  have 165 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 172 

All  fok  Jests 65 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name —  181 

ALL  HAIL  TO  THE  PRINCE 4 

ANNIVERSARY  HYMNS,  NOS.  2,  3,  23,  24, 

30,  67,  71,  76,  77,  138,  139,  140,  141, 

142,  148,  150,  160.  201 

Anywhere  with  Jesus 29 

Arm  the  Children 79 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 191 

Beautiful  shore 107 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door 162 

Behold  the  Cross 38 

Better  Farther  On 120 

Blessed  Sun  day-school  1  love  thee  139 

Bless  Us  Children  Now 138 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 189 

Bright  Morning 127 

Calvary's  Fountain 103 

Children  of  the  Heavenly  King 198 

Children  should  be  gentle 125 

Christmas  Hymns 154, 155, 158, 177 

City  of  God 110 

Cling  close  to  the  Rock 105 

Close  to  Thee 27 

Come,  all  ye  Nations 2 

Come  and  join  Us 101 

Come,  Loving  Saviour 53 

Come  nearer  Jesus 56 


Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 163 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. .  17 S 

Come  To-day 39 

Come  to  Me 131 

Coming  to  the  Fountain loo 

Crown  of  Love 118 

Dare  to  do  right 91 

Day  by  Day 149 

Dearest  Friend,  The 31 

Depth  of  Mercy  !  can  there  be 168 

Do  n't  keep  Jesus  Waiting 96 

Dreaming  and  Waking 74 

Easter  Hymns 19,  154 

Even  Me 187 

Ever  Will  I  Pray 35 

Everywhere  with  Jesus 152 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  Thee  . .  173 

Funeral  Hymn 161 

Give  to  God  the  Glory 20 

Glad  Praises - 23 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 24 

Glory  in  the  Highest 154 

Glory  to  the  Father  give 11 

God  is  Good 13 

God  is  Love 9 

God  our  Commander 10 

Golden  Harvest,  The 77 

Good  and  the  True 83 

Good  Shepherd,  grant  thy  blessing. . .  128 

Gospel  Trumpet,  The 17 

Grateful  Song,  The 8 

Greeting  Song 141 

Growing  up  for  Jesos 150 


Happy  For  ever 106 

UArPY  Greeting 148 

Happy  here  again 140 

Happy  Hours 142 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing  . . .  155 
Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices  .  158 

Harvest  Home 85 

Haste  to  the  Ckoss 93 

He  Leadeth  Me 58 

Holy  !  Holy  !  Holy  ! 144 

Home  of  my'  kindred  and  me 122 

HOSANNA 5 

Hosanna  to  his  Name 15 

hosanna  to  our  king 3 

how  can  i  keep  from  singing 22 

How  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  sounds  193 

1  am  Glad 50 

1  am  Jesus'  little  lamb 133 

I  am  the  Light 41 

I  come  to  Thee 129 

If  I  were  a  sunbeam 126 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 199 

I  know  that  Jesus  loves  me 137 

T  leave  it  all  with  Jesus 57 

I  left  it  all  with  Jesus 60 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 180 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 26 

I'M  NEARER  HOME 61 

1  NEED  TnEE 62 

Infant  Class  Hymns,  N03. 6,  9. 13, 25, 33, 

50.  54,  86,  95,  104,  105. 116,  124  to  137,  160 

In  the  cross  of  Christ,  I  glory  ...  159 

In  Thy  Fold 124 

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Jesus,  J  my  cross  have  taken 194 

Jesus  invites  you  to  come 132 

Jesus  is  calling  thee 90 

Jesus'  love 34 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 197 

Jesus  loves  the  children 136 

Jesus,  only  Jesus 21 

Jesus  paid  it  all 45 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd 33 

Joy  to  the  world 177 

Just  as  1  am 188 

Land  ahead  ! 151 

Land  of  the  blessed 119 

Land  to  which  we  oo 108 

Lead  Thou  me 48 

Let  it  pass 147 

Let  them  come  to  Me 104 

Let  the  children  sing  of  Jesus 18 

Let  us  grow  better 67 

Let  us  help  each  other 72 

Life-giving  Fountain 89 

Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee    49 

Light  in  darkness 161 

Little  children  all  may  labor 86 

Little  travellers 116 

Living  Fountain 63 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings. .  187 

Lord's  Prayer 161 

Lost  sheep,  The 99 

Love  for  Jesus 32 

Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me.  . .    25 
Loving  Jesus 130 

March  on waed 76 

Master's  work.  The 88 

'  Mid  scenes  of  confusion,  etc 190 

More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ 37 

More  like  Jesus  would  I  be 46 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 200 

My  Class  153  i 


My  country,  'lis  of  thee 182 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 195 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 175 

My  foot  is  on  the  threshold 61 

My  Refuge 30 

My  Resting-place 42 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 170 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 183 

Now  is  the  accepted  time 176 

Oh,  could  1  speak  the  matchless  worth  186 
Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing. . .  171 

Oh,  happy  day 166 

Oh  how  He  loves 28 

Only  remembered 73 

Other  side,  The 121 

One  there  is  above  all  others 174 

our  glad  jubilee 160 

Passing  through  the  shadows  —  109 

Pass  me  not 40 

Pass  me  not  by 102 

Peace  I  leave  with  you 36 

Peace,  "  It  is  I '." 80 

Resting  in  Jesus 62 

Resting  by-and  by  47 

Royal  songs 1 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 179 

Sabbath  bells 146 

Save,  save  one 70 

Saviour's  call.  The    97 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd 6 

Seek  the  yentle  Shepherd 95 

Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 192 

Singing  for  Jesus 66 

Sing  on,  sweet  voice 12 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  .  169 

Scldiers  of  Christ,  arise 92 

Song  of  the  ransomed 14 


Sowing  the  seed 82 

Speak  a  word  for  Jesus 54 

Stand  fast 59 

Summer  land 115 

Supreme  Creator,  King  of  kings 24 

Sweeping  through  the  gates 117 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer 201 

Sweetly  breaks  the  radiant  morning. .  143 
Sweet  Sabbath  morn 145 

The  Lord  is  King 19 

The  morning  light,  is  breaking 164 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood. .  184 
There  is  life  in  a  look  at  the  Crucified    98 

The  Saviour  calls 194 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 196 

Travelling  on 114 

Treasures  of  heaven 113 

Trusting  in  the  word 64 

Trust  my  love 68 

Tune  your  harps  to  His  praise —    16 

Vale  of  rest 112 

Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  43 

Watchword,  The 87 

Welcome  a  Guest  that  is  nigh  at  hand  94 
We  shall  rest  on  the  beautiful 

SHORE 81 

We  'll  do  all  we  CAN" 69 

We  'll  work  while  't  is  day 65 

We  're  travelling  home  to  heaven,  etc.  185 

What  can  I  give  to  Jesus Ill 

Whatever  I  do 78 

While  the  days  are  going  by 75 

Who  are  these  like  stars 157 

Wno  shall  walk  in  white 135 

Wondrous  love i 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 167 

Yet  there  is  room  156 

YOUTHFUL  VOLUNTEERS 71 


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