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PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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DESIGNED    EXPRESSLY    FOR 


Prayer,  Eiperiencej  Reyiyal,  anil  Camii  Meetiiiss. 


By  W.  H.  LANTHURN  and  E.  S.  LORENZ. 


DAYTON,  OHIO: 

UNITED    BRETHREN    PUBLISHING   HOUSE. 
1876. 


It  has  been  our  ami  to  make  a 
hook  of  sacred  song  which  the 
lovers  of  Jesus  would  delight  to 
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3.  Wash  me  and  make  me  thus  thine  own,  Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ! 

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Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  a- lone.  My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 
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Thy  voice  will  bid  the  tempter  flee,  And  I  shall  stand  complete  in  thee. 
Since  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  wilt  be,  I  ask  no  more— complete  in  thee. 
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Bold  -  ly  claim  our  Lord's  pre-emption,  For  the  ag  -  on  -  ies  he     bore. 
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If  to  Je  -  siis  for  suc-cor  you  call.  You'll  find  there's  a  helper  on  high. 
If  on   Jesus  your  burdens  are  laid,  You'll  find  there's  a  helper  on  high. 

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GOSPEL  TRUMPET.     C.  M. 


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2  Ho !  all  you  hungry,  starving  souls. 

Who  feed  upon  the  Avind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind : 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho!  j'ou  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die,  [thirst, 

Here  may  you   quench   your  raging 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 


5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Great  God !  the  treas\ires  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines. 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are. 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek,  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


14 


J.  H.  LEStlE. 


FERVENT     PRAVER. 


J.  H.  Lkslik. 


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1,  Je  -  sus,  full    of  love  and  mer  -  cy,  Je  -  sus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

2.  Teach  us  how   to  love  and  serve  thee, Teach  us  ev-er  how    to  know 


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Hear  thy  children's  sup  -pli  -  ca  -  tion  As  they  bow   be-fore  thy  face. 
Thy   di  -  vine  and  ho  -  ly    pleas-ure  While  we  wan-der  here  be-low. 

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We     are  full    of    sin    and  sorrow,  All  our  help  from  thee  must  corne; 
When  our  work  on  earth  is    end  -  ed,  May  we  hear  the  welcome  sound, 


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Oh,      re-ceive  us    to    thy     fa  -  vor,  Guide  us  to  our  heavenly  home. 
Call  -  ing  us       to  joys     e  -  ter  -  nal, Where  no  sorrows  can  be  found. 


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2.  Can    an  -  y       say, 

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my  soul  is  saved  From  judgment,  death,  and  hell ; 
my  heart  is  lixed,    Nor  loiig-er  wants     to    roam 
ns    join  to  raise      A    glad  har-mo  -  nious  song. 


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For  Inst.verse  on.ly. 

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That  Christ  is  mine ;  that    I    ere  long     "With  him  a  -  bove  shall  dwell? 
'Mid  scenes  of  vice      and  van  -  i  -  ty.  Whei-e  peace  can  ncv  -  er    come  ? 
A    -  kin  to  that  which  ceaseless  swells  From  heaven's  immortal  throng— 


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16 


CHEER    UP,  CHRISTIAN. 
Cheerrully. 


W.T.  GiFFE. 


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1.  Cheer  up,  Christian!  why  that  sadness  ?  What  has  caused  thy  grief  and  fear? 

2.  Cheer  up,  Christian  !  did  thy   Sav  -  ior   Say     no   tri- als  should  be  borne  ? 

3.  Soon      the  mystery  will  be      o  -  pen,  Now  to  mor-tal   vis  -  ion  sealed ; 


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Nay !  he  led  the  way  be  -  fore  thee—  Trod  the  wine-press  all  a  -  lone ; 
Not      a  word  that  he     has  spo  -  ken     But  will  one  day   be     re-vealed ; 


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Cheer  up,  Christian!  be  not  faith-less,    Lean  up-on     thy  Sav- ior,  God; 
On- ward,  then,  O  Chris-tian:  on- ward;    Let  thy  faith  and  cour-age  rise! 


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Cease  thy  fretting  and  thy  murm' ring,    For   a  light  will  yet     ap  -  pear. 
Trust  him  where  thou  canst  not  trace  him  ;  Thou  wilt  find  a  rich   re  -  ward. 
See !    a  glittering  crown  a-  waits  thee ;   Strive,  oh,  strive  to  win  the  prize. 


Copyrighted  1875,  by  W.  J.  Siiuey. 


THE   WAY,  TRUTH,  AND    LIFE.  17 

By  permission.  T.  C  O'Kane. 


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1.  Come,    broth  -  er—  Je    -  sus    saith:      I 

2.  Here       rest,  then,  troub  -  led  heart,       I 

3.  Fear        not     the  gloom  -  y     vale,        I 


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Here  find  the  heaven -ly  path,  I 
Peace  let  my  truth  im  -  part,  I 
My        word     can     nev  -  er     fail,         I 


am       the     way. 
am       the      truth, 
am       the     life. 


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No  more  shall  doubt  in-vade, 
Soon  shall   the  shades   be   gone, 


Earth,  sin,  and  sor  -  row  flee, 
Sin's  heav,  -  y  debt  is  paid, 
And  though   the  night  come    on. 


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Let  me     your     pat  -  tern    be, 

Bright  hopes   shall     nev  -   er    fade, 
Soon       will     the    morn  -  iug  dawn, 


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the    life. 


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[The  above  beautiful  hymn  was  found  among  the  papers  of  the  late  Col.  S.  S.  Fisher. 
It  had  never  been  transcribed  from  the  original  draft,  and  is  now  for  the  first  time 
published. —JE<?i^or  C'incintiati  (razelle.] 


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2.  Our        life      is       a  dream ;  Our    time,     as       a  stream,  Glides 

3.  Oh,  that  each,  iu    the  day     Of  his  com -ing,  may  say,  "  I    have 


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fought  my  way  through  ;  I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to 


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stay  :  The  ar  -  row  is  flow  n ;  The  mo  -  ment  is  gone ;  The  mil- 
do  ;  "  Oh,  that  each  from  his  Lord  May  receive  the  glad  word,  "Well  and 

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19 


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near,    Rush-es      on    to    our  view,    and      e  -    ter  -   ni  -  ty's  near. 

throne,     En  -  ter     in  -  to    my    joy       and    sit    down   on  my  throne. 


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1.  When    I       can  read  my   ti  -  tie    clear  To  mansions  in    the  skies. 

2.  Should  earth  a  -  gainst  my  soul    en  ■  gage.  And    fie  -  ry  darts  be  hurled, 

3.  Let    cares,  like    a    wild  deluge,  come.  And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 

4.  There     I    shall  bathe  my  wea  -ry     soul  In     seas  of  heavenlv  rest, 
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May    I      but    safe  - 

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And  wipe  my  weep    -  ing       eyes. 

And  face  a  frown    -  ing  world. 

My  God,  mv  heaven,    my        all. 

A     -  cross  my  peace  -    ful  breast. 


20 


GUIDE   ME. 


From  the  Welsh. 

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2.  O    -    pen   now  the   crys  -   tal  fount  -  ain,  Whence  the  heal  -  ing 

3.  When       I     tread  the  verge     of     Jor  -   dan,     Bid     my   anx  -  ious 

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bar  -  ren     land  ; 

streams  do     flow ; 

fears   sub  -  side . 


I         am  weak,  but  thou     art   mijrht  -  y, 

Let     the     fier  -  y,    cloud  -  y       pil  -  lar 

Death     of   death  and  hell's   de  -  struc  -  tion, 


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Lead  me  all  the  jour- ney 
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Bread  of  heav  -  en 
Strong  De-liv  -  'rer! 
Songs     of  prais  -  es ! 


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Strong 
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of  Heav  -  en  !  Feed  me 
De-liv  -  'rer!  Be  thou 
of    prais  -  es!      I         Avill 


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still  my  stre.igth  and  shield, 
ev     -    er    give       to  thee. 


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Wm.  Hunter,  D.  D, 


JOVFUJLLV.     lOs. 


Rev.  A.  D.  IMerrill,  IS.'iS. 


21 


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fJoy  -  ful-]y,        joy  -  ful-ly         on --ward  I       move,  Bound  to  the 

(An  -  gel-ic      choV  -  is-ters     sing    as     I        come,  Joy  -  ful-ly, 

i  Friends,  fondly  cherished,  have  passed  on  be  -  fore,  Wait-ing,  they 

1  Sing-ing   to     cheer  me  thro'  death's  chilling  gloom,  Joy  -  ful-ly, 

f  Death,  with  thy  weapons  of      war,    lay  me       low,  Strike,  king" of 

\Je  -   sushath     bro-ken  the      bars     of  the     tomb;  Joy  -  ful-ly, 

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land    of  bright  spir-its 
joy  -   ful-ly    haste   to 

watch  me  ap-proaching  the 

joy  -   ful-ly    haste   to  thy 

ter  -  rors,  I     fear   not  the 

jov  -  fully      will      I  go 


a  -  hove;  )       fSoon  with  my    pil  -  grimage 
thy  home,  j       |  Home  to  that  land 


shore 
home, 
blow  ; 
home. 


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(  Sounds  of  sweet  mel  -  o  -  dy 
(  Harps  of  the   bless-ed,  your 
f  Briiiht  will  the  morn  of    e  - 
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doom,    Joy   -    ful  -  ly,      joy   -    ful  -  ly      safe   -   ly         at       home. 


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DUANE   STREET.     L.   M. 


Kev.  Geo.  Coles. 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone,  He,  whom  I  fixed  my  hopes  upon ; 

2.  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought,  And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not, 

3.  Lo !  glad  I  come  :  and  thou,  blest  Lamb,  Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  as  I  am : 


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His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pur- sue  The  nar-row  way,  till  him  I  view. 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been.  Be  -  cause  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 
Noth  -  ing  but  sin  have  I    to   give,  Noth-ing  but  love  shall  I     receive. 


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The  more  I  strove  against  its  power,  1  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Then  will  I    tell  to   sin-ners  round,  What  a  dear  Savior  I  have  found  ; 


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Till      late  I  heard  my  Savior  say.    Come  hither,  soul,  I       am  the  way. 
I'll    point  to  thy  redeeming  blood.  And  say,  be-hold  the    wav  to  God. 


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Now,  be  -  fore  the  throne  of  God,  Sealed  with  his  al  -  might-y  name ; 
Then  the  Lamb,  a- mid  the  throne.  Shall    to      liv  -  ing     fountains  lead  ; 


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Clad  in  rai-ment  pure  and  white,  Vic  -  tor-palms  in  ev  -  ery  hand, 
Joy  and  glad-ness  ban  -  Ish  sighs ;  Per  •  feet  love  dis  -  pels   all     fears ; 


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And     for-ev  -  cr     from  their  eyes  God  shall  wipe    a  -  way  their  tears. 


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This  rest  on  Je  -  sus'  arm; 
When  the  last    soul    is    won. 


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Af  -  ter  this  deep-ened  love  For  the  pure  home  a  -  bove— What 
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then?  Oh,  then  a  work  for  him,  Per  -  ish  -  ing  souls  to  win, 
then?       Oh,     then  the  crown  is  given ;  Oh,    then  the   rest  in  heaven ; 


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Then  Je  -  sus'  pres-ence  near,  Death's  dark-est  hour  to  cheer. 
Endless  life  in     end -less  day ;  Sin  and  sor- row  passed  a  -  waj'. 


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1.  I       would    not      live 

2.  I       would    not      live 

3.  I       would    not      live 

4.  Who,    who    would  live 

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al  -  way  ;  no,    wel  -  come  the  tomb ; 

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Words  and  Music  by  WiLBrR  A.  Christy. 


1.  Look  to   the  shore,  brother,  look  to     the    shore,     Fear     not   the 

2.  Look  to    the  shore,  brother,  look  to     the   shore,     Thro'     deeper 

3.  Look  to   the  shore,  brother,  look  to     the   shore.     Seek  there  to 


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sur-ges  Christ  passed  be  -  fore;       'Mid  daily  burdens,  O  think  what  he 
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bore,  Cling    to  Hope's  anchor  still  and  look   to    the   shore: 

store,  Castoff  your  doubts  and  fears,  and  look  to    the    shore: 


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Look  to  the  shore,  Look  to  the  shore. 


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LOOK  TO  THE  SHORE.     Concluded. 


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Look  to  the  shore, 
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shore,  Turn  from  the  storms  of  life  and  look  to  the  shore. 

Look  to  the  shore, 

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1.  Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear.       My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear: 

2.  Lord,  de-ny     me  what  thou  wilt,     On  -  ly  take     a-way     my  guilt, 

3.  All     un-ho-ly    and    unclean,         I     am  nothing   else  but  sin; 

4.  Oh,    my  God !  what  shall  I  say  ?    Take,  oh,  take  my  sins     a  -  way  ! 


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Much  distressed  with  guilt  am  I ;  Give  me  Je  -  sus,  or 

Mourning  at     thy  feet    I     lie      Give  me  Je  -  sus,  or 

I        to  thee  for  mer-cy    fly ;     Give  me   Je  -  .sus,  or 

Je  -  sus'  blood  to  me   ap  -  ply ;    Give  me   Je  -  sus,  or 

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1.  Vain,    de -lu-sive  world,  a  -  dieu,  With  all       of     crea  -  ture 

2.  0th  -  er  knowledge  I     dis  -  dain, 'Tis    all      but     van    -    i 

3.  Him    to  know  is    life     and  peace,  And  yjleas-nre    with  -  out 

4.  Him    in    all  my  works    I      seek.  Who  hung    up  -  on       the 


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This    is      all    my  hap  -  pi  -  ness.    On     Je    -    sus    to  de 

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Me       to     save  from  end-less  woe, Christ,  th'a  -  ton-ing  Vic  -  lim,  died  : 
Dai-    ly      in      his  grace  to  grow,  Ev    -  er       in     his  faith    a -bide: 
While      I       so  -  journ  here  be-low  Noth  -  ing    will     I    seek    be-  side  : 


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DRAW    ME  TO  THEE. 


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1.  Lord,  weak  and  impotent  I  stand,  As   fet-tered  by    an  unseen  hand ; 

2.  In  vain  I   strug-gle  to     be  free;  I  would,  but  can   not,  fly  to  thee; 

3.  Oh  !  bring  me  nearer,  nearer  still, That  thine  own  peace  my  soul  may  fill, 

4.  Here,  Lord,  I  would  forev-  er  bide.  And  nev  -er  wander  from  thy  side : 


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Break  thou  the  strong  and  subtle  band,  And  draw  me  close  to 
Ope  thou  the  pris  -  on  door  for  me,  And  draw  me  close  to 
And  I  may  rest  in  thy  sweet  will ;  Lord,  draw  me  close  to 
Beneath  thy  wings  do  thou  me  hide.    And  draw  me  close  to 


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5  To  my  Father  can  I  go  ? 

At  his  feet  myself  I'll  throw, 
In  his  house  there  yet  may  be 
Place,  a  servant's  place,  for  me. 

6  See,  my  Father  waiting  stands ; 
See,  he  reaches  out  his  hands ; 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  see, 
Love  for  me— yes,  even  me. 


HAVE  FAITH  IN   GOD. 


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Music  by  Kakl  Reden.    By  per. 


1.  Have    faith 

2.  Fear       not 

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The   sigh     thy     bo  -  som   heaves 


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Hath   borne     thy     grief       and    hears    the   suppliant's  sigh ;    Still 
Thy       sor  -  row's    whis    -    per    woos    thee     to      his  breast ;    He 
Is        heard       in    heaven,    and  strength  and  grace  he  gives,    Who 

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to  his   arms,   thine  on    -    ly   ref-uge,     fly.      Have  faith 

who       is       oft    -    'nest  there    is   oft' nest    blest.    Have  faith 
gave     him  -  self       for    thee ;    our  Je-sus      lives.    Have  faiUi 


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God  !  Have  faith     in    God!   Have  faith,  have  faith  in     God! 

God  !  Have  faith     in    God !  Have  faith,  have  faith  in     God ! 

God!  Have  faith     in    God!  Have  faith,  have  faith  in     God! 


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.John  Heading.    O690— 1766.) 


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1.  How  firm  a  foundation,  ve  saints  of  the  Lord,  Is  lafd  for  your  faith  in  his 

2.  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismayed.  For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will 

3.  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go,    The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not 

4.  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie.  My  grace  all-sufficient  shall 


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excellent  word !  What  more  can  He  say  than  to  you  He  hath  said.  You  who  unto 
still  give  thee  aid;  I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand. 

Upheld  by  my 
thee  o-ver-flow;  Fori  will  be  \\dth  thee  thy  trouble  to  bless.  And  sanctify 
be  thy  supplv;  The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee:  I  only  design  Thy  dross  to  con- 


Je  -  sus  for  refuge  have  fled  ?  You  who  nnto  Je-sus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 
righteous,  omnipotent  hand.  Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand, 
to  thee  thy  deepest  dis-tress.  And  sancti-fy    to  thee  thy  deepest  distress, 
sume  and"thy  gold  to  refine,  Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 


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5  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove, 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  iinchangeable  love ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn. 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
T  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I  '11  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake. 


MARTYN.     7s.     Double. 


38 


Rev.  Chas.  Wesley,  1740. 


Simeon  Bulkley  Marsh,  (1798—).    1834. 
r— I 


3^?^- 


^  I  -I 

1.  Je  -  sus,  lov  -  er    of     my  soul,    Let    me  to    thy  bos-  om     fly; 

2.  0th  -  er    ref  -  uge  have   I  none ;   Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on    thee ; 

3.  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all   I  want.    More  than  all   in  thee     I      find; 

4.  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found— Grace  to  cov-er  all     my    sin; 


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While  the  near- er  wa- ters  roll.    While  the  tempest  still     is     high. 
Leave,  oh,  leave  me  not   a -lone;  Still  sup-port  and  com  -  fort    me: 
Raise  the  fall- en,  cheer  the  faint,  Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound ;  Make  and  keep  me  pure  with  -  in. 


k^^^^m^^m 


:i=tFi?i 


t3^=^M- 


Hide  me,  O  my   Sav  -  ior,    hide.  Till  the  storm  of  life     be     past: 

All  my  trust  on  thee      is    stayed;  All  my  help  from  thee    I   bring; 

Just  and  ho -ly      is      thy  name;  I      am   all  un -right-eous-ness; 

Thou  of   life  the  fount-ain    art :  Free-ly   let  me  take     of     thee ; 


m^ 


m-nr-^it 


m 


S3 


Safe     in  -  to     the  ha- ven  guide,  Oh,    receive    my  soul    at     last. 
Cov  -  er    my     de-fenseless  head   With  the  shad-ow  of     thy  wing. 
False,  and  full    of   sin      I    am;     Thou  art  full    of  truth  and  grace. 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ;  Rise    to    all     e  -  ter  -  ni  -    ty. 


?^r; ^ 1 ^ * 


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^#^^ 


k-?- 


P  '  {  »-f-# n 


I'M    PRAVING   FOR   YOU. 

..  V  ,S  V 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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9 


z_Z_z::ttz^ 


1.  I  have  a      Sav  -  ior— he's  plead- ing  in     glo  -  ry,  So 

2.  I  have  a      Fa  -  ther— to        me     he  has    giv  -  eii  A 

3.  I  have  a    Robe— 'tis    re  -  spleud-ent  iu  white-ness—  A- 

4.  I  have  a  Peace,  and  'tis     calm     as  a      riv  -  er,  A 


-» — *- 


precious  while  earthly    en  -  joyments  are   few  ;    And  now    he      is 

hope  for     e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty,    prec-ious   and  true;  And  soon  will  my 

wait -ing    in    glo  -  ry     my    won-der  -  ing  view ;  Oh,    when    I  re- 
pe  ice  that  the  friend  of    the  world  nev  -  er  knew ;  My     Sav  -  ior      a- 

9 * # #- s ^ T-0 S ^ a s r-# # #- 


9 


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wuph-nar  in  ten  -  der  ness  o'er    me:  But,   oh,  that  ray  Sav-ior  were 

spir  -  it    he  with  him     in     heav- en  ;  But.   oh,  that  he'd  let  me  bring 

five    ir.  '11  shin -ing     in  briixhtnt-ss,  Dear  friend,  cou'd  I  see  you  re- 

i  r.e  is     its  Au  -  thor  and    Giv  -  er :  Bur,  oh,  could  I  know  it   was 


■#-         ■0-      -0-    ^     -^  ■*-    -^ 


CHC 


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ing  for    you, 


I'm 


your  -Sav  -  ior    too!   I'm  pray     - 
you  with    me    too  I 
ceiv  -  ing    one    too! 
giv  -  en      to    you  !   I'm  praying  for  you,     I'm  praying  for  you,    I'm 


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7=^. * * s • — r*-r* — • — • — • •-r^ — • — • — f f — i 

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I        U'  U*     i^     i^    I  l^ 


Copyrigbted  1S75,  by  "W.  J.  Shvet. 


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I'M    PRAYING   FOR   VOU.     Concluded. 


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pray      -        -      ing  for    you,  Priiy-ing  for 

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you,  praying,  I'm  pray       -       -       -      mg    for      you. 

pray- ing   for  you,      I'm  pray -ing,    I'm  pray- ing    for      you. 


u'  ,   1^    U'    I  l;  I  • — -I    . 


LISBON.     S.   M. 


3^ 


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Daniel  Read,  1785. 


S 


S^33 


S 


1.  Oh,    what,    if     Ave      are  Christ's,  Is      earth  -  ly   shame   or  loss? 

2.  Keen  was    the    tri    -   al     once,  Bit  -    ter    the     cup      of  woe, 

3.  Bright  is    their   glo  -   ry     noAV,  Boundless  their  joy       a  -  bove, 

4.  Lord !  may  that  grace    be    ours,  Like  them,  in    faith,     to  bear 


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Bright  shall  the  crown  of    glo  -  ry    be,     When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood,  Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 
Where,  on  the  bos  -  om     of  their  God,  They  rest   in  per  -  feet    love. 
All       that   of   sor  -  row,  grief,  or  pain,  May     be  our  por  -  tion  here. 


gajfl^s^^^pg-iiga 


LOOKING    OFF   UNTO   JESUS. 


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2.  Look-  ing    off 

3.  Look  -  ing    off 

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to 
to 
to 

Je  -  sus, 
Je  -  sus, 
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my    spir  -  it 
oh !    may     I 

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is    blest; 
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The  troub  -  les  and  dan  -  gers  that  throng  a  -  bout  me ; 
This  world  has  its  tur  -  moil—  in  him  I  have  rest. 
When    wa  -  ters       of       Jor  -  dan      en  -   com  -  pass      me    round, 


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They  can  not  be  blind  -  ed  with  sor  -  row  -  ful  tears. 
The  sea  of  my  life  all  a  -  bout  me  may  roar. 
To       bear     me       a   -   way,      in      his      pres  -  ence       to        be! 


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They    can     not      be      shad-owed  with        un   -   be   -   lief     fears. 
'\\hen  look  -  ing      to         Je  -  sus,     I  hear       it        no      more. 

He     seems   but     the     near  -  er    whom       al  -    ways      I       see. 


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Copyrighted  1S75,  Ijy  W.  J.  Sni  ev. 


UNDER   HIS  WINGS. 


As\  Hull.    By  per. 


37 


^^ 


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1.  In 
No 

2.  I 
His 

3.  The 
Can 

4.  The 
With 

5.  A 

A      - 


God 


have  found  a       re  -  treat,    Where 


can    se- 


ref  -  uge,  nor    rest     so    complete, 

dread  not  the    ter  -  ror     by  night,        No        ar  -  row  can 

shad-ow  has    cov-ered    me  quite, 

pes  -   ti  -  lence  wallv-ing     a  -  bout,    W^hen     dark  -  uess  has 

nev  -  er  com  -  jtel    me      to   doubt 

wast  -  ing  de  -  struc-tiou     at   noon.     No         fear  -  ful  fore- 

Je  -  sus  my   soul  doth  commune, 

thou-sand  may    fall    at       my  side,     And       ten     thousand 

bove   me  his  wings  are  spread  wide. 


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side, 
way. 
God. 

sing, 
stand. 


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cure  -  ly     a  -  bide  ; 
harm  me  by  day  : 
set  -  tied    a  -  broad 
bod-ing  can  bring, 
at     my  right  hand 


^ — c?' — ^' 

CHORUS. 

--\ (_ 


Ajid    hero     I       in  -  tend    to  re 

My      fears   he    has    driv-en  a 

The     pres-ence  and   pow-er  of 

His       per  -  feet   sal  -   va-tion  I 

Be  -  neath  them  in     safe-ty  I 


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Oh,      what      com-fort      it  brings,    As  my    soul     sweet-ly       sin.irs: 


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I    am    safe     from    all     dan  -  ger    While  un  -  der 


wings. 


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ANGELS  HOVERING  ROUND. 


3^SEi 


-t—4 


There  are  angels  hov'ring  round,  There  are  angels  hov'ring  round, 
To  car-ry      the     tidings  home,     To  oar-ry      the     tid-ings  home, 
To  the  new   Je  -   ru-sa  -  lem,     To  the  new    Je  -   ru  -  !-a  -  lem, 
Poor  sinners  are    coming    home,  Poor  sinners  are    coming     home. 
And       Je  -  sus  bids  them  come,   And      Je  -  sus    bids  them  come. 
Let       him  that  heareth  come.     Let     him    that     heareth    come, 
The      Spir  -  it  whispers,  "  Come,"  The  Spir  -  it  whispers,  "  (  ome," 
Who  -  ev  -   er     will,  may  come,  Wlio  -  ev  -  er     will,  mav  come, 
And      full     sal  -  va-tion  find,     And     full      sal  -  va-tion    find. 
In  Je  -  sus'    pre-cious  blood,  In  Je  -  sus'   pre-cious  blood. 

Oh,   come,  while  yet  there's  room !  Oh,  come,  while  yet  there's  room ! 


^   ^  \      I      II      I       r   u 


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are   an 

gels, 

an     - 

gels 

hov  -  "ring  round. 

To 

car  -  rv. 

car    - 

ry 

the 

li  -  dings  home. 

To 

the  new, 

the 

new 

Je    - 

ru    -     sa  -  lem. 

Poor 

sin-ners. 

sui    - 

ners 

are 

com  -    ing  home. 

And 

Je       - 

. 

sus, 

Je 

-     sus 

bids    them  come. 

Let 

him. 

let 

him 

that 

hear  -  eth    come. 

The 

Spir 

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it, 

Spir    - 

it 

whis-)iers   "Come." 

Who 

ev 

- 

er, 

ev 

er 

will,  mav  come. 

And 

full. 

and 

full 

sal    - 

va  -  tion     find. 

In 

Je       - 

. 

sus". 

Je       - 

sus' 

pre  -  cious  blood. 

Oh, 

come. 

oh. 

come 

while 

yet  there's  room. 

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REVIVE   US  AGAIN. 


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1.  We  praise  thee,    O     God  ! 

2.  We  praise  thee,    O     God  ! 

3.  All    glo  -  ry     and    praise 

4.  All    glo  -  ry     and   praise 

5.  Re  -  vive     us      a  -  gain  ; 


for 
for 
to 
to 
fill 

±_ 


the  Son  of  thy  love, 
thy  Spir -it  of  light, 
the  lamb  that  was  slain, 
the  God  of  all  grace, 
each  heart  with  thy  love  ; 


^ 


For 
Who  has 
Who  has 
Who  has 
May  each 

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REVIVE  US  AGAIN.    Concluded. 


39 


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eSeS 


it±J=:-=3=t3 


H0RU3.  , 


>t= 


jJZM: 


Hal-le-lu-jah !  thine  the 
Hal-le-lu-jah !  thine  the 


f^^ 


Je  -  sus  who  died  and  is  now  gone  a  -  bove.  j 
shown  us  onr  ^av-i()r  and  scattered  onr  night,  j 
borne  all  our  sins,  and  has  cleansed  every  stain, 
bonght  us  and  sought  us,  and  guided  our  ways, 
soul  be     re  -  kindled  with  fire  from  a  -  bove. 


9i 


t 


t=t 


-*<— 


—I — -jH  H i «- 


^m^. 


glo  -  ry,    Hal-le  -  lu  -  jah  !    A  -  men. 
glo  -  ry,        .        -       . 

'       4S2. 


Re-vive      us      a  -  gain. 


EVAN.-  C. 


M. 
Arr. 


by  W.  H.  Havergal,  1849. 


&^m 


-^-t 


^^ 


•^  -#■  '&-  ♦"  ^1^ 


How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight.  When  those,  who  love  the  Lord, 
When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh,  And  with  him  bear  a     part; 
When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride.  Our  wishes  all     a  -  bove. 
When  love,  in  one  delightful  stream,  Through  every  bosom   flows: 
Love    is     the  golden  chain  that  binds  The  happy  souls  a  -  bove ; 


4H^M^ 


=r^JF=F^=^:S=2 


In    one     an-other's  peace  delight,  And  so     ful-fill     his  word! — 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye,  And  joy  from  heart  to  heart: 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide.  And  show  a  brother's  love: 
When  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem,  In  ev  -  'ry    ac  -  tion  glows. 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  that  finds  His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


40 


By  permission. 


'TITLE  CLEAR." 

Rearranged,  with  Chorus,  by  T.  C.  O'Kane. 


Tr-^- 


■^ 


J±^ 


i 


^f? 


When  I     can  read  my  ti  -  tie  clear,  ti  -  tie  clear,  To  mansions  in     the 

Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage,  soul  engage.  And  fie  -  ry   darts  be 

Let  cares,  like  a  Avild  deluge  come,  deluge  come.  Let  stornis  of  sor-row 

There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul,  wea-ry  soul,  In  seas    of  heaven-ly 


k 


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'^Qt: 


-I '^    J    'J      J^ 


-^ 


V— V- 


^d 


i^^ 


^S 


S^ 


skies,    in    the  skies,  I  '11  bid  fare  -  well     to     ev  -  ery  fearT' 

hurled,  darts  be  hurled,  Then  I  can  smile    at     Sa  -  tan's  rage, 

fall,    sor  -  row  fall.      So       I  but   safe  -  ly  reach   mv  home, 

rest,  heavenly  rest,    And  not  a    wave     of    trou  -  ble  roll 


^ 


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f    w 


^^ 


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^^ 


^} 


^Sr^ 


1^ 


-1^— #^ 


We  will  stand       .        .       ,        the 
We  will  stand,  stand  the  storm,  It  will 


And  wipe  my  weep-ing   eyes. 
And  face     a    frown-ing  Avbrld. 
My    God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 
A  -  cross  my  peace-ful    breast. 


WH 


1=t 


4Lip- 


f  r  •  r 


I 


if 


^ 


storm,       ....      We  will    an     -     eh  or  by    -    and    - 

not     be  ver  -  y     long,    We   will    an  -  chor  by  -  and  -  by.    We   will 


^ 


--^-v 


4=t= 


^ 


^   -^ 


w=^ 


TITLE  CLEAR."     Concluded. 


41 


V  ft    i          N     r     i 

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«       ^ 

1 

# ^ 

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S      J 

J.                                                *         ZA 

by,            by  -  and  -  by, 
an  -  chor  by  -  and  -  by, 

We    will  stand        .        .        .        . 
We    will  stand,  stand  the  storm. 

the 
It    will 

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J              /-        ^     1              .         .        , 

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r    r  u  u  r 

We  will  an  -  chor     by  -  and  -    by,  by-and-by. 

bv,  by-and-by. 

^    ,       t  h     ^^ 


storm, 
not     be  ver-y  long, We  will  an  -  chor     by -and 


i=t 


^— ^ 


fc^ 


P^^^ps^ 


f 


I  DO  BELIEVE.     C.   M. 


q=± 


^ 


-«^^ 


3: 


Oh,  wondrous,  deep,  un-bound-ed  love.  My    Sav-ior,  can     it  be 

I     kneel,  re-pent  -  ing,      at  thy  feet,    I      give  my-self      to  thee; 

Oh,        let  me  plunge  be-neath  the  tide,  For    sin-ners  flow  -ing  free, 

And  when  I  reach  thv  place    a  -  bove,  Mv  sweet-est  notes  will  be. 


?=t 


g^^^^ 


9-^t 


^ # ;$^ 


:t=t 


Chorus:!     do  be-lieve,    I       now  be-lieve  That    Je  -  sus  died  for       me, 


D.  C.  CHORUS. 


^gi^^a 


r 


That  thou  hast  borne  the  crown  of  thorns.  And  suffered  death  for  me  ? 

I      plead  thy  mer  -  its,  thine  a  -  lone.  For  thou  hast  died      for   me. 
Then  rise,  re-newed    by  grace  di-vine.  And  shout  sal-va    -    tion  free. 

Re-demp-tion  through  a  Savior's  name,  Who  bled  and  died     for  me. 


PE^ 


-* — # — ^ 


:t=t 


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^^ 


t 

That    here  and  now  I     shall  re-ceive    Sal  -  va-tion  full    and    free. 


1 


42 


T.  KF-Li.r, 


CROWN  HIM, 


E.  S.L. 


#-F=?- — d — 5- 


^j=j^j:=4 


^^t=t: 


1.  Tx)ok,    j-e  saints,  the  sight   is    glo-rious,  See  the  Man  of  Sor-rows    now; 

2.  Crown  the   Sav  -  ior,    an-gels,  crown  him, Rich  the  trophies  Je-sns  brings; 

3.  JIark  those  bursts  of    ac-cla-ma-tiou !  Hark  those  loud.triumphant  chords ; 


1  I  I 


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3? 


-^—w 


From  the  fight    re-turned  vie  -  to-rious,  Ev-ery  knee  to  him  shall   bow. 
In      the   seat    of  poiver  en-tlirone  him,  While  the  heavenly  concave  rings. 
Je  -   sus  takes  the  high-est    sta  -  tion,  Oh,  what  joy  the  sight  af  -  fords. 

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crown         him.    Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow ; 
crown         him,    Crown  the  Savior  King  of  kings; 
crown         him.      King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords  ; 


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Crown  him,  crown  him,  Crown  the  Savior  King  of  kings. 
Crown         him,       crown         him.      King  of  kings  and  Lord  of    lords. 

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HARK,  THE   VOICE.     Ss  & 


Double. 


1.  Hark,  the  voice  of      Je  -  sus  call-iiig,  Who  will   go    and  work    to-day? 

2.  If      YOU  can    not  cross  the    o  -  cean,  And  the  heathen  lands  ex-y)]o"re, 

3.  H      you  can     n<)tsi)eak  like  an-^els,    If      you  can  notpreach  like  I'anl, 

4.  Let  none  hear  you    id  -    ly  say-ing  "There  is   nothing     I      can  do," 


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You    can  find    the    heathen  near-er,  You    can  help  tliem  at  your  doo'r 
You   can  tell     the  love      of    Je-sus,  You    can  say    he    died"  for    all. 

While   the  souls    of  men    are    dy-ing,  And  the  Mas  -  ter    calls  for  vou. 


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If  you  can  not  give  your  thousands  You  can  give  the  wid  -  ow's  mile; 
If      you  can    not  rouse  the  wick  -  ed  With  the  judgment's  dread  alarms, 

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You    can  lead  the    lit  -  tie  children 
An  -  swer  quick-ly  when  he  call-eth, 


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'Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me?" 
Will  be  pre-cious  in  his  sight. 
To  the  Sav-ior's  wait  -  ing  arms, 
'Here  am  I,    send  me,  send  me." 


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In    -    to       a  bless-ed    day. 

The  balm  that  makes  me  whole. 

But   the     in  -  car-nate  God. 

Would  have  been  all  too  few. 

In     this    I'll  live  and   die. 


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1  I  bring  my  sins  to  thee, 

The  sins  I  can  not  count, 
That  all  may  cleansed  be 
In  thy  once-opened  fount. 

2  My  heart  to  thee  I  bring. 

The  heart  I  can  not  read, 
A  faithless,  wandering  thing, 
An  evil  heart  indeed. 


3  To  thee  I  bring  my  care. 

The  care  I  can  not  flee ; 

Thou  wilt  not  only  share, 

But  take  it  all  for  me. 

4  My  life  I  bring  to  thee. 

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O  Savior!  let  me  be" 
Thine  ever,  thine  alone ! 


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THE    GREAT  LOVE. 


is     thy  love     So  great,    so  full,   so     free? 

2.  No   man     of  greater   love   can  boast    Than  for  his  friend  to    die ; 

3.  O     Lord,  I'll  treasure    in     my  soul      The  mem-ory  of     thy 


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And  thy  dear  name  shall  still   to   me 


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Though  in  the  ver  -  y    form    of     God,    With  heavenly  glo  -  ry  crowned, 
My  bless  -  ed  Sav  -  ior,     is     thy   love     So    great,   so  full,    so    free? 


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Thou  would'st  partake  of  human  flesh 
Be  -  hold,  I  give  my  love,    my  heart. 


Thou  hast  en-dured    for  me. 
Be   -   set  with  Iroub-les  round. 
My    life,     my    all     to   thee ! 


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ALL,  ALL  IS  WELL. 


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1.  Through  the  love  of   God     our  Savior,    All      will       be 

2.  Though  we  pass  through  tribu  -  la  -  tion,  All     will        be 

3.  We  expect       a  bright     to-morrow ;   All     will       be 


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Ours  is  such  a  full  sal-va-  tion,  All,  all 
Faith    can  sing  thro'  days     of    sor-row,  "All,      all 


well, 
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Precious  is  the  blood  that  healed  us— Perfect  is  the  grace  that  sealed  us- 
Happy,  still  in  God  con-fid  -  ing,  Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  a  -  bid  -  ing, 
On    our  Father's  love  re  -  ly-ing,     Je-sus     ev-'ry   need  sup-ply-ing, 

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Ho  -  ly,  through  the  Spirit's  guid  -  ing.  All  must  be  well. 
Or       in    liv  -  ing,  or       in    dy  -  ing,  All     must    be       well. 


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1.  In    the  Christian's  home  in   glo  -  ry,    There   remains  a  land  of     rest ; 

2.  He     is    fit-  ting    up    my    man-sion,  Which  e-  ter-nal  -  ly  shall  stand, 

3.  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  en  -  ter,    Grief   nor  \yoe  my  lot  shall  sliare  ; 

4.  Death  it-self  shall  then  be  vanquished,  And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn  ; 

5.  Sing,  oh  !  sing,  ye  heirs   of     glo  -  ry !    Shout  your  triumph  as  you   go ; 


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But,  in  that  ce  -  les  -  tial  cen  -  ter,  I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 
Shout  for  glad- ness,  oh,  ye  ran-somed  !  Hail  with  joy  the  ris-ing  morn. 
Zi  -  on's  gate  will     o  -  pen    for     you,    You  shall  find  an  entrance  thro'. 


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1.  The  cross !  the  cross !  the  blood-stained  cross  !  The  hallowed  cross  I  see ! 
2.  The  cross !  the  cross !  that  heavy  cross      My  Sav-  lor  bore  for    me ; 
3.  The  wounds !  the  wounds !  those  painful  wounds ;  Oh  !  they  were  made  for  me ! 

4.  The  death  !  the  death  !  the  awlul  death,    That  Je-sus  died  for    me ! 

5.  The  love  !  the  love  !  the  matchless  love     That  bled  upon  the    tree ! 


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It   bowed  him  to  the  earth  with  grief 
His  hands  and  feet,  his  ho  -   ly  head, 
I  heard  his  groans,  his  prayer,  "Forgive, 
It     melts  my  heart,  it  wins  my  love, 


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2.  Praise  the  Lord,  for      he         hath  spo  -  ken ;  Worlds 

3.  Praise  the  Lord,  for     he           is  glo  -  rious;      Nev    - 

4.  Praise  the  God  of     our       sal    -  va    -    tion,  Hosts 


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1.  Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels,  singing, 
"  Glory,  glory,  to  the  Lamb  !  " 

All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 
Raising  high  the  Savior's  name. 

2.  Ye,  for  whom  his  life  was  given ! 
Sacred  themes  to  you  belong ; 

Come,  assist  the  choir  of  heaven  ; 
Join  the  everlasting  song. 

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3.  See  th'  angelic  hosts  have  crowned 
Jesus  fills  the  throne  on  high: 

Countless  myriads,  hovering  round  him, 
With  his  praises  rend  the  sky. 


4.  Filled  with  holy  emulation. 
Let  us  vie  with  those  above  ; 

Sweet  the  theme— a  free  salvation ! 
Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 

5.  Endless  life  in  him  possessing. 
Let  us  praise  his  precious  name ; 

Glory,  lionor,  power,  and  blessing, 
Be  forever  to  the  Lamb  ! 

6.  Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels,  singing, 
"  Glory,  glory,  to  the  Lamb  !  " 

All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 
Raising  high  the  Savior's  name. 


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ABIDE  V^^ITH  ME.     lOs, 
Abide  in  me,  and  I  in  j/om."— John  xv  :  4. 


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1.  A  -  bide  in  thee,   in   that  deep  love    of  thine,  My  Je  - 

2.  A  -  bide  in  thee,  my  Sav  -  ior    God,    I  know  How  love 

3.  A  -  bide  in  thee,  nor  doubt,  nor  self,  nor  sin,  Can  e'er 

4.  A  -  bide  in  thee,  'tis  thus      I       on  -  ly  know  The  se  - 

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vail  with  thy  blest  lil'e  with  -  in  ;  Joined  to  thy  -  self, 
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run-ning  o'er  with  joy,  Now  o-ver-flows  to  thee  with-out  al  -  loy. 
mun-ing  deep,  my  soul  Knows  naught  beside  its  motions  to  con  -  tro'l. 
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Ahide,  With  Me. 


1.  Abide  with  me !   Fast  falls  the  even- 

tide; 
The  darkness  deepens ;   Lord,  with  me 

abide ! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts 

flee. 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me ! 

2.  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little 

day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim  ;  its  glories  pass 

aAvay ; 
Change  arid  decay  in  all  around  I  see : 
Oh,  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with 

me! 


3.  Not  a  brief  glance  I  beg,  a  passing 

word  : 
But  as  thou  dwellest  with  thy  disciples, 

Lord, 
Familiar,  condescending,  patient,  free, 
Come,  not  to  sojourn,  but  abide,  with 

me. 

4.  Come  not  in  terrors,  as  the  King  of 

kings, 
But  kind  and  good,  with  healing  in  thy 

wings  ; 
Tears  for  all  woes,  a  heart  for  every  plea : 
Come.Friend  of  sinners,  thus  abide  with 

me. 


ABIDE  WITH    ME.     Coiicluded. 


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5.  Thou  on  my  head  in  early  youth  didst 

smile : 
And,    though    rebellious  and   perverse 

meanwhile, 
Thou  hast  noi  left  me,  oft  as  I  left  thee  : 
On  to  the  close,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me  ! 

6.  I   need   thy  presence    every  passing 

hour. 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 
power? 


Who  like  thvself  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh,  abide 

with  me! 

7.  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to 
bless : 

Ills  have  no  w^eight,  and  tears  no  bitter- 
ness : 

Where  isdc^ath's  sting  ?  where,  grave, thy 
victory  ? 

I  triumpli  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 


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1.  All    hail    the  power  of      Je  -  sus'  name!  Let  an  -gels  pros-trate  fall, 

2.  CroAvn  him,  ye    mar  -  tyrs    of     our  God  !  Who  from   his    al  -    tar    call; 

3.  Ye      cho  -  sen  seed     of      Is  -  raelis  race  !  Ye    ran-somed  from   the  fall, 

4.  Sin  -  ners!  whose  love  can  ne'er  for  -  get    The  worm-wood  and   the  gall, 
[\    Let        ev  -  ery    kin  -  dred,  ev  -  ery  tribe,  On    this    ter  -  res  -  trial  ball, 
6.    Oh,    that,  with  yon  -  der    sa  -  cred  throng.  We  at     his    feet    may  fall; 

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Praise  him  who  shed  for  you  his  blood, 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  liis  grace, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
To  him  all  maj  -  es  -  ty  as-cribe, 
We'll  join  the     ev  -  er  -  last-ing  song. 


And  crown  him  Lord  f)f 
And  crown  him  Lord  of 
And  crown  him  Lord  of 
And  crown  him  Lord  of 
And  crown  him  Lord  of 
And  crown  him  Lord  of 


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Hail  him  who  .saves  you  by  his  grace,  And  crown  him  Lord 
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To  him  all  maj  -  es  -  ty  as-cribe,  And  crown  him  Lord 
We'll  join  the    ev  -  er  -  last-ing  song,  And  crown  him  Lord 


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2.  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

3.  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

4.  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 


A   few  more  sea-sons  come ;  And 

On  this  wild,  rock-  y   shore ;  And 

A    few  more  part-ings  o'er,  A 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way ;  And 


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we    shall  reach  the  end -less    rest. 

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Then,    0     my  Lord,  pre  -  pare           My    soul    for    that  calm     day ; 

Then,    0     my  Lord,  pre  -  pare           My    soul    for    that  Mcst      day; 

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AIN.    S.  M.      Double 


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1.  Come,  ye    that  love    the    Lord, 

2.  There  we  shall  see     his     face, 

3.  The    men    of  grace  have  found 


And    let   your    joys    be     known; 
And   nev  -  er,    nev  -  er        sin  ; 
Glo  -  ry     be  -  gun     be  -     low : 


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ers      of      his  grace,  Drink  endless  pleasures  in  : 
on  earth-ly  ground  From  faiih  and  hope  may  grow  : 


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Yea,  and  be  -  fore  we  rise 
Then  let  our  songs  a-bound. 


Who  nev  -  er  knew  our  God  ; 

To  that  im  -  mor  -  tal  state, 

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The  thoughts  of  such    a  -  maz  -  ing  bliss  Should  constant  joys  cre-ate. 
We're  marching  thro'  Im-man-uel's  ground  To  fair-er  worlds  on  high. 


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Oh,  hap-py  day,  that  fixed  my  choice  On  thee,my  Sav-ior  and  my  God  ! 

Well  may'this  glowing  heart  rejoice,  And  tell  its'rapt-ures  all    a-broad. 

Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows  To  him  who  mer-its    all  my  love  ! 

Let  cheerful  an-thems  fill  the  house, While  to  his  al  -  tar  now    I  move. 
'Tisdone— the  great  transaction's  done  ;  I  am  my  Lord's, and  he  is  mine  ; 
He  drew  me,  and    I    followed  on,     Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  di  -  vine. 
Now  rest— my  long-di-vid-ed, heart— Fixed  on  this  blissfiil  center,  rest-    " 
Here  have  I  found  a  no-bler  part.  Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 
High  heaven. that  heard  the  solemn  vow,That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, ' 
Till,  in  life's    lat  -  est  hour,  I  bow.  And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


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Glory  to  the  Lamb. 


1.  Oh,  happy  day,  when  first  we  felt 
Our  souls  with  sweet  contrition  melt, 
And  saw  our  sins,  of  crimson  guilt. 
All  cleansed  by  blood  on  Calv'ry  spilt. 

2.  Oh,  happy  day,  when  first  thy  love 
Began  our  grateful  hearts  to  move ; 
And,  gazing  on  thy  wondrous  cross, 
We  saw  all  else  as  worthless  dross. 


3.  Oh,  happy  day,  when  we  no  more 
Shall  grieve  thee,  whom  our  souls  adore; 
When  sorrows, conflicts, fears  shall  cease, 
And  all  our  trials  end  in  peace  ! 

4.  Oh,  happy  day,  when  we  shall  see, 
And  fix  our  longing  eyes  on  thee— 
On  thee,  our  liglit.  our  life,  our  love, 
Our  all  below,  our  heaven  above. 


MORE   LOVE   TO   THEE. 

Mes.  Elizabeth  P.  Prentiss,  1S69. 


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2.  Once  earth  -  ly  joy       I  craved,  Sought    peace  and 

3.  Let  sor  -  row  do       its  work.  Send        grief    and 

4.  Then  shall   my  la  -  test  breath  Wilis    -    per     thy 


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Now  thee      a  -  lone       I    seek,  Give  what      is  best: 

Sweet  are  thy    mes  -  sen-gers,  Sweet  their     re   -  frain, 

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This     all    my  prayer  shall  be.—  More  love,  O    Christ!  to  thee, 

When  they  can    sing  with   me,—  More  love,  O   Christ !  to  thee, 

This     still  its  prayer  shall  be,—  IMore  love,  O    Christ  I  to  thee, 


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THE  LAND  OF  PROMISE,     6s  &  7s. 


1.  There's  a      re  -  gion 
And       a     man-sion 

2.  There  our  toils  will 
God     him-self      be 


bove,  Free  from  sin     and  tempt-a 


of    love   For  each  heir    of     sal  -  va  - 
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de  -  light  Spring  shall  nev-er  be  end  -  ed, 

set  free,  And  from  God  ne'er  to  sev  -  er, 

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Nor     shall  shadows    nor  night  With  its  brightness     be  blend  -  ed. 

We      his     glo  -©ry  shall  see,  And    en  -  joy   him  for  -  ev   -  er. 


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1  Sinner,  go  t  Avill  j'ou  go 

To  the  highlands  of  heaven? 
Where  the  storms  never  blow. 

And  the  long  summer's  given  ; 
Where  the  bright,  blooming  flowers 

Ave  their  odors  emitting, 
And  the  leaves  of  the  bowers 

In  the  breezes  are  flitting. 

2  Where  the  rich  golden  fruit 
Is  in  bright  clusters  pending, 

And  the  deep-laden  boughs 
Of  life's  fair  trees  are  bending  ; 

And  where  life's  crystal  stream 
Is  unceasingly  flowing. 

And  the  verdure  is  green, 
And  eternally  growing. 


3  Where  the  saints,  robed  in  white- 
Cleansed  in  life's  flowing  fountain- 
Shining  beauteous  and  bright, 

They  inhabit  the  mountain ; 
Where  no  sin,  nor  dismay, 

Neither  trouble  nor  sorrow, 
Will  be  felt  for  a  day. 

Nor  be  feared  for  the  morrow. 

4  He's  prepared  thee  a  home — 
Sinner,  canst  thou  believe  it? 

And  invites  thee  to  come— 
Sinner,  wilt  thou  receive  it? 

Oh,  come,  sinner,  come! 
For  the  tide  is  receding. 

And  the  Savior  will  soon. 
And  forever,  cease  pleading. 


COME  TO  CHRIST. 


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Mrs.  E.  Prentiss. 

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1.  Oh,  come  to  Christ!  a  single  glance  Would  melt  your  doubts  away ! 

2.  Oh,  come  to  Christ !  He  waits  for  you,  Long  has  he  wait-ing     stood, 

3.  Oh,  come  to  Christ!  the  world  has  proved  To  Ihee  a  bro-keu    rccd; 

4.  Oh,  come  to  Christ!  lor  peace,  for  rest,  For  all  thy  heart  can    crave, 


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Stoop  -  ing     to     ask  you  for  your  heart»  Yearning  to  do  you  good. 
Thou  canst    not  trust  what  always  fails    In  time  of  sor  -   est  need. 
For        triumph     o-ver  pain  and  loss.  The  death-bed  and  the  grave. 


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The  Voice  of  Jesus. 


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

Lay  down,  thou  weary  one !  lay  down 
Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 

2  I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was. 
Weary,  ami  worn,  and  sad  ; 

I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 
And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Behold  !  I  freely  give 

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


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

My  thii-st  was  quenched,  my  soul  re- 
And  now  I  live  in  him.  [vived, 

5  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light ; 

Look  unto  me  ;  thy  morn  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  day  "be  bright," 

6  I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found, 
In  him,  my  vStar,  mv  Sun  ; 

And,  in  that  light  of  life,  I'll  walls 
Till  traveling  days  are  done. 


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MAKE    ROOM 


Wji.  G.  Fischer. 


1.  Make  room  for  Je-sus !  room !  sad  heart,  Be-guiled  and  sick   of    sin ; 

2.  Make  room  for  Je-sus !  room !  make  room  !  His  hand  is    at     the  door ; 

3.  Make  room  for  Je  -  sus !  soul    of  mine,  He  waits   response  to  -  day ; 

4.  Make  room  for  Je  -  sus !    by    and  by,      Midst  saint  and  ser  -  a  -  phim, 


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He  comes  to  ban  -  ish  guilt  and  gloom.  And  ble.^s  thee  more  and  more. 
His  smile    is  peace,  his  grace    di-vine—  Oh,  turn  him  not    a  -   waj\ 
He'll  welcome  to     his  throne  on  high    The  soul  that  welcomed  him. 

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CLING    TO   THE    MIQHTY    ONE.  S9 

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2.  Cling       to      the      Liv  -  ing    One,      Cling       in      thy    woe; 

3.  Cling       to      the    Bleed  -  ing    One,      Cling       to      his    side ; 


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2.  Je  -  sus,      Sav  -   ior,  Friend  di  -   vine, 

3.  Thou,  the   por  -  tion    of       my      soul, 


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2.  Hope!  tho' thy  lot  be  want  and  woe,  Tho' hate's  rude  stormsagainst  thee 

3.  Hope !    for  all  who  meek-ly    bear        His  cross,  he  gives  his  crown  to 

4.  Hope!  tho'  thy  dear  ones  round  thee  die;  Behold  with  faith's  illu- mined 

5.  Hope!  for   up- on  that  hap  -  py   shore,     Sorrow  and  sighing  will    be 

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wear;  A  -  basement  here  is      glo  -  ry  there—  Abound  in  hope. 

.  eye  Their  deathless  home  beyond  the   sky—  Abound  in  hope. 

o'er.  And  friends  shall  meet  to  part  no  more—  Abound  in  hope, 

light,  Hope  till  thy  faith  be     lost     in   sight—  Abound  in  hope. 


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joic  -  ing  in  Jesus,  the  news  I  will  spread  ;  I'll  sing  of  his  goodness,  I'll 
ev  -    er  with  Jesus,  my  Savior  and  Friend !  For-ev-er  in  tri-umph-ant 


bondage    of    sin.  How  sweet  is  the    wit-ness,    the    wit-ness  within, 
doubt  doth  arise     To   hide     for  a       moment  my  Lord  from  my  eyes, 
tell      of   his  power;  His  love  and  his  mer-cy       for  -  ev  -  er     adore, 
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3.  There  with  ho-ly  an-gels  dwelling,  Where  the  ransomed  wander  free, 

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Je  -  sus'  prais-es    ev  -  er  tell-ing,        Sing  Ave  through  e-ter-ni  -  ty. 
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la    -    bor    done,  To     thee  our    hearts,  in  one.  Shall  give  thee  praise, 
gain    the    swav,  Till    sin        is     driven  a-way,    We  fight    or      fall. 


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3.  But,    Sav  -  ior,      I      am       ill       eon-tent,  My    wants   a  - 

4.  My    heart  would  toil  for    love's  dear  sake,  For     love    the 

5.  Yet     still    methinks     I       hear    thy  voice.  "  Let  love  and 

6.  "  Who  waits!  "  Thou  knowest,  oh,  Savior  dear,  Whatneed  I 

7.  But    since  thou  dost  command       me  so,   Like      du  -  ty's 

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bring ;  I  long  in  service  to  be  spent.  As  love's  best  offer  -  ing. 
prize,  So  on  love's  altar  life  shall  make  Perpetual  sac-ri  -  fice. 
rest,  Who  waits,  nor  urges  other  choice,  May  serve  me  most  and  best." 
thee !  I  faint  and  waste  with  waiting  here,  This  is  thy  cross  to  me. 
ploy,  I'll  wait,  nor  ask  to  come  or  go.  But  make  my  cross  my  joy. 
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'  Songs  of  O lory."    By  per, 


1.  There's  a  life  that  is  lord  over  death,  And  its  fullness  is  waiting  in  store. 

2.  There's  a  rest  for  the  servants  of  God  ;  When  their  patience  and  labor  are  o'er, 

3.  There's  a  kingdom  for  him  who  should  reign  Ihro'  the  conflict  both  stubborn 

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4.  There's  a  joy  that  will  waste  not  awaj-,  In  the  presence  of  him  we  adore  ; 

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When  the  way  has  Vjeen  trustingly  trod.  There  remuineth  a  rest  evermore. 

Who  the  world  overcometh  shall  gain  Lordly  right  to  be  king  evermore. 

And  the  Christ  to  his  fellows  will  say  :  "Enter  into  my  joy  ev-er-more." 

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WB   ARE   TRAVELING   TO    MOUNT   ZION. 

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Kv    -    ery  tri    -   al   draws  me  near  -  er —  Peace,  peace 

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All      his  strokes  but  make  him  dear-er—    Peace,  peace  is 

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Bless    I     then    the  hand  that  smiteth  Gently,  and  to  heal  delight-eth  : 
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ly       he      hath  sworn  to  guide  me— Peace,  peace  is  mine  ! 

a -gainst  my    sins     he   tight  -  eth— Peace,  peace  is  mine! 

•  ly    wait       I      till      he     call    me— Peace,  peace  is  mine! 


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Rev.  F.  BoTTOME,  D.  D. 


OCEAN  OF  LOVE. 


J.  II.  Anderson. 


71 


Grazioeo.     Slow.  ,  ,  ^       I  .  ^ 


1.  Oh,  love  of  God,  thou  ocean  vast,  Un fathomed,  unconfined,  and  free, 

2.  We  wait  up-on  the  boundless  strand  Till  all  our  souls  thy  waves  o'erflow, 

3.  Un-iuer  -  it  -  ed    thy  fullness  lies.  The  gift  un-speak-a-ble  and    free, 

4.  By  faith  we  plunge  beneath  the  flood,  And  wash  our  guilty  stains  away, 

5.  Oh,  let  thy  might-y    bil-lowsroll     In  ceaseless,  un-ex-haust-ed  grace, 


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Unchanging  thro'   the    a  -  ges  past,  The  same  thro'  endless  years  to  be. 
And  ea-ger  stretch  our  human  hand  Love's  all-resistless  power  to  know. 
Its  source  the  on  -  ly    sac  -  ri-tice— The    o-pen  wounds  of  Calvary. 
By  faith  we  hide   our-selves  in  God,  And  rise  in  him  to  endless  day. 
Till,  reaching  ev  -  ery  sin-ful  soul,    It  lifts  to  heaven  a  fallen  race. 


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GLORY    HALLELUJAH. 

Edward  A.  Peukins. 
From  "  Songs  of  Glory,"  by  per. 


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2.  The  weap-ons   of    our  war  -  fare    are     sent    ns  from   a  -  hove, 

3.  Our  foes    are  fierce  and  strong,  but  our  strength  is  in    the   Lord, 

4.  Then  we'll  an-swer  ev  -  ery  or   -   der,   and  trust  for  ev  -  ery  grace, 


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Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah!  We          can    not  fail     to   con- 

Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah!  And  the  vie -fry  we  shall  win, 

Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah !  Till  our  lead  -  er  shall   ap-pear, 


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trust-ing     ev  -   er    in   his  word,    Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  In  -  jah! 

and  we    see    him  face  to  face,      Glo  -  ry,  glo  -  ry  hal  -  le  -  lu  -  jah ! 


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Far  more   are  o'er  thee  wateh-ing 
D.  S.  Heed  not  the  treach'rous  voic  -  es 

Till    Sa  -  tan's  host   is    vanquished, 
D.  S.  And  wear,  in  end  -  less    glo  -   ry, 

The  Lord  has  been  thy  shel  -  ter, 
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3.  In     hoursof  grief  and  loneliness  His     saving  grace  is  mine;  I 

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find  him  near  at  hand  to  bless.  Then  Avhy  should  I    re  -  pine?  He 
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love  with  -  in     my  heart  to-day  More  precious  is  than  gold  ;  But 
goes  with   me  where'er    I     go.    His  arms  my  life  en  -  fold  ;    The 
■when  I  near  death's  swelling  flood.  And  cross  the  billows  cold  ;  I'll 


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"2.  He      sustains  thee  by     his  hand.   He    en  -  a  -  bles  thee  to  stand  ; 

3.  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away,  God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay  ; 

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Tliose,  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved.  From  his  grate  are  never  moved. 
He     haih  promised    to  fiilfiU  All     the  pleasure  of      his  will. 

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OH,  DO  NOT  REFUSE. 


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so  -  ev  -  er !  halt  or  blind,  Sick  in  bod  -  y  or  in  mind, 
so  -  ev  -  er!  none  so  mean  But  his  blood  can  wash  him  clean; 
so  -  ev  -  er!    oh,    re -lent!    The  time  is  now-repent!  repent! 


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Of     life's   wa  -  ter  free     to    all—  Jew     or  Gentile— great    or    small. 
Jail  -   er  trembling  with  his  fear— All    may  come  and  find  him  near. 
Zach  -  eus  heard  tlie  sto  -  ry    trvie  :  Sin-ner,  now    it  comes  to    you. 
See      the    wa  -  ters  flovv-ihg  free:   Sin-ner,  thev  now  flow  to  thee. 


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BEAUTIFUL  RIVER  OF  LIFE. 

J.  II.  F.    From  "Songs  of  Glory. 


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1.  On  the  banks  of  the  River  of  Life, Far  beyond  earthly  sorrow  and  gloom, 
Sparkling  wavelets  of  beauty  and  light  Kiss  the  banks  of  the  bright  silver  tide, 
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And  their  sweet  murm'ring  echoes  repeat  Heavenly  music  as  onward  they  glide. 
Telling  gently,  as  zephyrs  of  morn,  Of  the  happiness  never  to     end. 


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2.  Lamb  of  Ciod,  thro'  thee  we    en  -  ter 

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Cleansed  by  thee,  we  bold  -  ly  ven-ture 
All        at    home,  no  more    be   scattered, 


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1  Unto  thee,  the  homeless  stranger, 
Outside  the  Camp, 
Forth  we  hasten,  fear  no  danger, 

Outside  the  Camp. 

Thy  reproach,  far  richer  treasure 

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Drawn  by  love  that  knows  no  measure. 

Outside  the  Camp. 

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2  When  we  see  thy  love  unshaken, 
Outside  "the  Camp, 
Scorned  by  man,  by  God  forsaken, 

Outside  the"  Camp, 
Thy  loved  cross  alone  can  charm  us ; 
Shame  dotli  now  no  more  alarm  us ; 
Glad  we  follow,  nought  can  harm  us. 
Outside  the  C'amp. 
by  W.  J.Shiet. 


FATHER,  GLORIFY   THY   NAME. 


79. 


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2.1     know  not,  nor  would  wish  to  know,    What  i.s      forme    in    store; 

3.  Should'st  thou  appoint  my  liap  py    lot      To     teil     abroad  thy  grace, 

4.  Then  whether  in     un-wearied  strength  Thou  mak-est  me    to      go, 


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Fa  -  ther,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand,  Thou 'It  keep  me  ev-er  -  more. 
Or  like  the  wheat  beneath  the  flail  Be  mv  sub-mis -sive  place: 
Or       days   or  nights  of     lan-guish-ing      Thou  giv  -  est   me    to     know. 


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E'en     be       it    in     the    fur  -  nace  fire, 
My     grate-ful  heart  shall  trust  thee  still : 


I  yield  a -gain  to  thee; 
All  will  be  Avell,  I  wot; 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
This  be    my  dai  -  ly      cry- 


I'm  whol-ly  thine,  oh,  use  me,  Lord— Thou  need -est  e  -  yen  me. 
I'll  ev  -  er  sing,  for  mur-mur-ing  Thy  child  be-seem-eth  not. 
How-e'er  it  be,  oh,  glo-  ri  -  fy  Thy -self  in  me,  my  God. 
"  By  me,  my  God,  through  life  or  death,  Thy  great  name  glo-  ri  -  fy." 


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4.  One    on-ly  cleansing  Fount-ain,  Where  sins  are  washed  a  -  way  : 

5.  One    on-ly  Lord   and  Sav   -   ior,  One     on-ly    faith  -  ful  Guide; 

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One  on-ly  Ad  -  vo  -  cate  with  God  !  He  pleads  for  us  to  -  day. 
If  him  we  fol  -  low,  by  and  by  With  him  we  shall  a-  bide. 
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2.  Grant  us  the  faith  that  is  firm  and  a  -  bid  -  ing,  Faith  that  relies  on  thy 

3.  Thanks  for  the  dew  of  thy  soul-cheering  presence,  Dropping  like  rain  as  we 


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prom  -  ise  a  -  lone  ;  "Will  -  ing  to  trust  thee  and  wait  for  thy  blessing, 
jour  -  ney     a  -  long,  Nour-ished  and    fed  from  thy  storehouse  of  mercy. 


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sun  -  light  of  corn-fort,  Where  but  to  thee  in  this  bar- ren  re-treat? 
hope     of     sal-  va-tion,  On  -  ly       in    thee    is     our  rapt-ure  complete ; 

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Over  the  mountain  side, Where  the  sweet  waters  glide, AVaitiiig  to  bless  ; 
Up. when  dark  days  begin, Shrouded  in  mists  of  siiul'])  we  would  roam  ; 
Up  to  the  shining  towers, Up  where  nve  fadeless  flowers, Up  to  the  throne; 
5.  Father  of  love  and  light,  Oh,  thro'  life's  longest  night  Help  tis  to     be 


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Ileav'nward  our  spirits  yearn,  Thither  our  eyes  we  turn, Onward  we  press. 

Sending  forth  longingly  Tho'ts  that  come  throngingly^Sighing  for  liome. 

Up  where  bright  crowns  they  fling, Up  where  the  ransomed  sing,.Toy  in  their  tone. 

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1.  Be  -  hold  a  stranger  at  the  door,  He  gently  knocks— has  knocked  before, 

2.  Oh,  love  -  ly  attitude— he  stands  With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands; 

3.  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  Indeed  ?  He  will— the  very  friend  you  need  • 

4.  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, Turn  out  his  en"-  e  -  my  and  thine- 

5.  Ad-mit  him,  ere    his  an  -  ger  burn— His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return  ; 


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Oh, matchless  kindness— and  he  shows  This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 
The  Friend  of  sin  -  ners  ?  Yes.  'tis    lie,  With  garments  dyed  on  Cal-va-ry. 
That  soul-des  -  troy  -  ing  mon-ster,  sin,-And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  "in. 
Ad  -  mit  him,     or    the  hour's  at  hand  You'll  at  his  door  re-jected  stand. 
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Re  -  vive    thy  work 


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Re  -  vive    thy  work,    O 
Re  -  vive    thy  work,    O 


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Lord  !    And    give   re  -  fresh  -  ing  showers  ; 


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Quick  -  en  the  smold'ring  em-bers  now  By  thy  al-might  -  y  bre; 
And,  by  the  Ho  -  ly  Ghost,  our  love  For  thee  and  thine  in  -  fla 
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3.  My  Sav  -  ior    is  now      over  there,  There  my  kindred  and  friends  are  at 

4.  I'll  soon     be   at  home  o  -  ver  there,  For  the  end    of  my  jour-ney  I 


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rest.  Then  a- way  from  my  sor  -  row  and  care.  Let  me 

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home   in  the  pal  -  ace  of  God,  o-  ver  there, 
fly     to    the  laud  of  the  blest,  o  •  ver  there, 
watch-ing  and  wait-ing  for  me,  o  -  ver  there. 

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over  there.  Oh,  think  of  the  friends  over  there, 

there,  over  there,  over  there,  My  Sav  -  ior  is  now     o  -  ver  there. 

over  there,  I'll  soon  be  at  home  o  -  ver  there. 


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Soon  their  happiness  shall   see. 


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WHEN  THE  DAY  OF  TOIL  IS   DONE. 

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2.  When  the  strife  of     sin     is  stilled,  When  the  foe   with-in      is  killed, 

3.  When  the  darkness  melts  a  -  way,      At     the  breaking   of   thy  day, 

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Be       thy   gra-cious  word  ful-filled  —  Peace  for  ev  -  er  -  more ! 

Bid       us   hail  the  cheer-ing  ray :     Light  for  ev  -  er  -  more ! 

Bring    us  where  all  tears  are  dried  —  Joy  for  ev  -  er  -  more ! 


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2.  Rugged  mountains  rise  before  me  ;   Help  me  up  the       giddy  height: 

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But  thy  loving  smile  assures  me.  As  I  lean  up  -  on  thy  arm; 
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WONDERFUL  GRACE. 


irEV.    W.    H.   BlBRELL. 


Rev.  I.  Baltzell. 


1.  'Tis  grace!  'tis  grace!  'tis  wonderful  grace!  This  great  salvation  brings;  The 
'Tis  grace!  'tis  grace!  'tis  wonderful  grace!  Which  saves  the  soul  from  sin;  The 

3.  'Tis  grace!  'tis  grace!  'tis  wonderful  grace!  Its  streams  are  full  and  free;  Are 

4.  'Tis  grace!  'tis  grace!  'tis  wonderful  grace!  "Which  bears  the  soul  above;  The 


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ow-ing  now    for      all  the  race ;  They  e  -  ven  flow    to       me. 
light  which  gleams  from  Jesus'  face  Is" rapture,  peace  and    love. 


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1.  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,— blow  !  The  gladly  solemn  sound ;  Let  all  the  nations 
2.  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest,  Hath  full  atonement  made  :  Ye  wearied  spirits, 
3.  Extfjl  the  Lamb  of  God,  The  all  -  a-ton-ing  Lamb  ;  Redemption  in  his 
4.  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught  Your  heritage  above !  Shall  have  it  back  un- 


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know,  To  earth's  remotest  bound,  The  year  of  ju  -  bi  -  lee  is  come.  The 
rest ;  Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  :  The  year  of  ju  -  bi  -  lee  is  come.  The 
blood.  Throughout  the  world,  proclaim  ;'The  year  of  jubilee  is  come.  The 
bought.  The  gift  of  Je-sus'     love  ;  The  year  of    ju  -  bi  -  lee  is  come.  The 


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HOME  IN   HEAVEN. 

J.  H.  Tenney.    From  "  The  Evergreen. 


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1.  A  -  mid  the  toil  and  pain  of  life,    A  -  mid   its  conflict  and  its  strife, 

2.  When  loved  ones  fade  and  pass  away.And  left  alone  on  earth  I    stay, 

3.  We'll  see  our  Sav-ior  as    he    is,      En  -  joy  his  love  and  taste  his  bliss, 

4.  No  more  we'll  reach  the  parting  hand  In  yonder  bright  and  happy  land, 


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To  cheer  my  heart  this  hope  is  given,  We'll  meet  in  yon  sweet  home  in 

And  endless  life  will  there  be  given,  In  yon  -  der  peaceful  home  in 

No  more  will  sad  farewells  be  given  In  "yon  -  der  bless-ed  home  in 


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

2.  How  hap-py  are  the  saints  a-bove.  Who  once  went  mourning  here  ! 

3.  This  con  -  se-crat-ed  cross  I'll  bear  Till  death  shall  set    me    free, 

4.  L'p  -  on    the  crys-tal  pavement, down  At  Je  -  sus'  pierc  -  ed    feet, 

5.  And  palmsshall  wave, and  harps  shall  ring.Beneath  heaven's  arches  high; 

6.  Oh,    pre-cious  cross  !  oh,  glorious  crown  !  Oh,  res-ur-rec  -  tion    day  ! 


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But  now  thev  taste  un-mingled  love,    And    joy  without    a      tear. 
And  then  go'home  ray  crown  to  wear,  For  there's  a  crown  foi-  me. 
Joy  -  ful,    I'll  cast  my  gold  -en  crown,  And  his  dear  name  re  -  peat. 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing, That  lives  no  more  to    die. 
Ye     an-gels  !  from  the  skies  come  down.  And  bear  my  soul  a  -  way. 

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Rev,  Alexander  Clark,  D.  D. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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1.  Heavenly   Fa-ther,  bless  me  noM' ; 

2.  Now,    O  Lord  !  this  ver  -  y   hour 

3.  Now,  just  now,  for  Je  -  sus'  sake, 

4.  Mer  -  cy   now,    O  Lord,     I  plead, 

5.  O      thou  lov  -  ing,  bless-ed  One, 


At     the  cross  of  Christ  I     bow; 
Send  thy  grace  and  show  thy  power; 
Lift  the  clouds,  the  fet-ters  break ; 
In     this  hour  of  ut  -  ter  need ; 
Ris  -  ing  o'er    me  like  the  sun, 


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Take   my  guilt  and  grief   a -way; 
While  I      rest    up  -  on    thy  word, 
While    I     look  and  as      I     cry. 
Turn   me    not      a-  way   nn-blest. 
Light  and   life   art  thou  with-in— 


Hear  and  heal  me  now,  I  pray. 
Come  and  bless  me  now,  O  Lord! 
Touch  and  cleanse  me  ere  I  die. 
Calm  my  an-guish  in  -  to  rest. 
Sav  -  ior,  now,  from  ev  -  ery    sin. 


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1.  Oh!  think   of     Je  -  siis' love     to   thee,  Think  what  thy  ransom  cost; 

2.  Think  of  the  blessings  he  has  bought,  The  debt  thou  couldst  not  pay, 
.S.  Oh,  do  not  then  withhold  from  him  Aught  that  his  grace  be-stows  ; 
4.  Come  then  to  him  with -out    re-serve,  De  -   vote  thy- self  to     God; 


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The  blood  of  God's  dear  Son  a  -  bove    Was  shed 
And   of   the  place  pre-pared  for  thee 
No,   give    thyself,  thy   all,     to    him, 
lie    will    ac  -  cept  thy  sac  -   ri  -  tice 


save  the   lost. 
In     realms  of     end  -  less  day. 
Whose  love  no   lim  -  it  knows. 
Washed  in  the    Sav  -  ior's  blood. 


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Then  let  his  love  thy  heart  o'erpower.  His  love,  so  great,  so  free; 
Yes,  give  thy  -  self,  thy  all,  to  him  Who  asks,  de-mands,  thy  love; 
Oh,     come  to   him,  oh,  come  to     him,   His     lov  -  ing   serv  -  ant    be, 


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And  give  thyself  with-out  de  -  lay  To  him  who  ran-somed  thee. 
To  him  who  came  to  fall  -  en  man.  From  his  bright  throne  a-  bove. 
That  he  may  make  thee  happy  now.     And  thro'    e  -   ter  -  ni  -  ty. 


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2.  These. Ihesse  are  they  who  in  their  youthful  days  Found  Jesus  early, 
o.  These, these  are  they  who  in  affliction's  woes  Ev  -  er  have  foundin 

4.  Those, these  are  they  who  in  the  conflict  dire  Bold  -  ly  have  stood   a- 

5.  Safe,  safe    up-on    the  ev-er-shin-ing  shore.  Sin.  pain,  and  death,  and 

6.  May    we,    O  Lord,  be  now  en-tire-ly  thine,     Dai  -  ly,  from  sin,  be 


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and,  in  wis-dom's  ways.  Proved  the  full  -  ness  of  his  grace, 
Je  -  sus  calm  re  -  pose,  Such  as  from  a  pure  heart  flows, 
mid  the  hot -test  fire;  Je  -sus  now  says,  "  Come  up  higher :  " 
sor  -  row  all  are  o'er;  Hap  -  py  now  and  ev  -  er  -  more, 
kept    by  power  di  -  vine,    Then    in  heaven    the    saints  we'll    join, 


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The  sun  that  lights  its  shining  folds— The  cross  on  which  the  Savior  died 

2.  Fling  out  the  ban-ner  I  heathen  lands  Shall  .see  from  far  the  glorious  sight ; ) 
And  nations,  crowding  to    be  born,  Baptize  their  spirits    in      its    light.) 

3.  Fling  out  the  ban-ner  !  sin-sick  souls,  That  sink  and  perish  in    the  strife,  \ 
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4.  Fling  out  the  ban-ner  !  let    it  float  Skyward  and  seaward, high  and  wide  ;  ( 
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For    something  he  will    use   thee,    But   first  thou  want-est 
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The     spir-it  worn  with  straying  Will  find  his  judgment  best; 

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For    he  wants  nothing  more. 

Is      in      his    love    for  thee. 

And  yield  thy  -  self    to    rest ! 

Lies  safe  -  ly       in     its   light. 


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Pray,     wea  -  ry      Chris  -  tian.pray;        Je    -     sus       will  hear. 

And  to       thy        Sav  -    ior's  throne    Go,      Chris-  tian,  go. 


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WATCHMAN,  AWAKE! 

H.  S.  Perkins.    From  "  The  Evergreen,"  by  per. 


1.  O  -  ver   a    dis  -  mal  waste  of  years,    O  -  ver  the  waves  of  blood  and 

2.  O  -  ver  the  ^elf  -  ish  dreams  of  men,    O  -  ver     a  world  un-  read-  y 

3.  O  -  Ver  the    O-rient  hills    a -glow     Creeps  from  the  twilight  rifts"  be- 

4.  Soon  shall  the  smiling  val  -  lej's  sing,    Un  -  der  the  feet     of  Christ  the 


tears,  O-  ver  the  graves  of  the  martyred  dead,  O  -  ver  the  fields  of  the 
then,  Soon  shall  a  deepen-ing  shad- ow  I'all,  U-h-er- ing  in,  to  the 
low,  O  -  men'-of  joy  for  the  stricken  earth,  Soon  to  re-joice  in  the 
King!  Ech-o  shall  hiir-  ry  the  song  a  -  far,  Kolling  the  pe  -  an  from 
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Christ  the  Imman-  nel,  Christ  the  King,  Roy  -  al  -  ly 


sec  -  ond  birth,     Bath-ing  in  liglit  from  tlie  up-per    sky,    Bright-en-iiig 
star     to     star,       Till   on  the  rich  gold-en  harps  on  high    An  -  gels  will 


swell  of  the  trumpet   blast, 
borne  on  the  tempest  wir-g. 
still     as  tlie   a  -  ges     fly. 
car  -  ry  the  tid  -  ings    by. 


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1.  I      am  com-ing      to    the  cross;     I      am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind  ; 

2.  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee  ;  Long  has  e  •  vil  reigned  with-in  ; 

3.  Here  I  give    my      all      to  thee— Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store  ; 

4.  In    the  prom-is   -    es     I    trust;  Now     I    feel    the  blood    ap-plied: 

5.  Je-sus  comes !  he  fills  my  soul !   Per  -  feet  -  ed    in     love      I     am : 


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I      am  count-ing    all    but  dross!    I    shall  thy    sal  -  va  -  tion  find. 
Je  -  sus  sweet-ly  speaks   to    me,       I    will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 
Soul  and  bod  -    y   thine    to    be  -  Whol-ly  thine— for    ev-er-more. 
I      am  pros-trate     in    the  dust;    I  with  Christ  am    cru  -  ci  -  fied. 
I      am  ev   -  ery  Avhit  made  whole  :  Glo-ry  !  glo  -  ry     to     the  Lamb  ! 


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102 


KNOW    YE  THE  LAND? 


1.  Know  ve  the  land  which  in  moments   of   sorrow    To  hearts  that  are 

2.  Know  ye  the  way''  tho'  'tis  oft  -  en-times  dreary,  The  pil-grim    will 

3.  Know  ye  the  Friend  who,  his  glo-ry       forsaking,    '^as  trav-eled     be  ■ 


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oftentime   faint  as  he  goes  ;     It  leads  to  the  home  and  the  rest  of  the 
fore  you  that  rough,  thorny  road,  Your  nature 
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mor-row.  And  hap  -  pi  -  ness'  smile  beams  no  more  thro'  a  tear? 
wea- ry,  Where  God's  ransomed  people  find  end-less  re  -  pose, 
tak  -  ing,     To  bring  you,  poor  wan-der  -  ers,  home  to  your  God  ? 


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Know  ye  it,  pilgrims?  know  j^e  it,  pilgrims?  then  linger  no  more.  But  hasten  with 
Know  ye  it,  pilgrims?  know  ye  it,  pilgrims?  then  forward,  be  strong:  The  thorns 

shall  be 
Know  ye  him,  pilgrims?  know  he  him.  pilgrims?  their  lean  on  his  hand  'Twill 

guide  vou  on 


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KNOW   YE  THE   LAND?     Concluded. 


103 


me  to  that  heavenly  shore,  But  hasten  with  me  to  that  heavenly  shore, 
changed  to  fair  flowers  ere  long,  The  thorns  shall  be  changed  to  fair  flowers  ere 

long, 
safely  to  that  blessed  land,  'Twill  guide  you  on  safely  to  that  blessed  land. 


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J.  H.  Tenney.    By  per. 


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1.  Near-er,     my   God !  to   thee— Near-er      to    thee;  E'en   tho'   it 

2.  Tho'  like    the  wan-der  -  er,       The   sun  gone  down,  Darkness    be 

3.  There  let   the  M'ay    ap-pear,   Steps   un  -  to    heaven;       All  that  thou 

4.  Then,  with  my  waking  tho'ts  Bright  with  thy  praise,         Out    of     my 

5.  Or        if,    on  "  joy-ful    wing,    Cleaving    the  sky,  Sun,  moon,  and 

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o  -  ver   me.     My    rest     a 
send'st  to  me,    In    mer-cy 
ston-y  griefs    Beth-el      I'll 
stars  forgot.      Upward      I 


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me, 
stone, 
given ; 
raise ; 
fly. 


Still   all  my   song  shall  be, 

Yet,     in  my  dreams,  I'd  be 

An  -  gels  to     beck-on     me 

So       by  my  woes  to     be 

Still    all  my  song  shall  be, 


Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee.  Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee— Nearer  to  thee. 


104. 


CLEANSING    FOUNTAIN. 


Western  Melody. 


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D.  S.  And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood,  Lose  all  their  guilt -y    stuins. 


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2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

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

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

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


4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saAV  the  stream 

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

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 


Yet  there  is  Boom. 


1  Come,  sinner!  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
Oh!  come  without  delay  ; 

For  there  is  room,  in  Jesus'  breast. 
For  all  who  will  obey. 

2  There's  room,  in  God's  eternal  love 
To  save  thy  precious  soul : 

Room,  in  the  Spirit's  grace  a.bove, 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 


3  There's  room,  within  the  church,  re- 
With  blood  of  Christ  divine :   [deemed 

Room  in  the  white-robed  throng,  con- 
For  that  dear  soul  of  thine.         [vened 

4  There's    room,   around    thy    Father's 
For  thee  and  thousands  more  •  [board, 

Oh !  come  and  welcome  to  the  Lord  ; 
Yea,  come  this  very  hmtr. 


>A^E   HAVE   NO    HOME    BUT    HEAVEN. 


108 


1.  We  have  no  homo  but  heav-en,     a       pil-grim's  garb  we 

2.  We  have  no  hume  but  heav-en,  then  wherefore  seek  one 

3.  We  have  no  home  but  heav-en,    we  want    no  home  be  - 
We  have   a   home   in    heav  -  en  ;  how  cheer- ing     is     the 


wear ; 
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Our  path    is  marked  by  chang  -  os,  and  strewed  with  many  a  care. 
Whv  mur-mur    at     pri  -  va  -   tion,    or  grieve  when  trouble's  near  ? 
O    ■  God,  our  Friend  and  Fa  -  thcr,  our  foot-  steps  thith-er    guide; 
How  bright  the  ex  -  pec  -  ta  -  tions  which  God's  own  word  has  taught! 


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It  is.    but    for       a      sea-  son    that    we      as  Strang- ors    roam, 

Fn  -  fold    to       us      its     glo   -    ry,     pre  -  pare   us      for     its     joy, 
With    ca  -  ger  hearts  we   has   -   ten    the  prom-ised  bliss    to    share,— 

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Each  day's  ex  -  pe-rience  warns   us 
And  strang-ci-s  must  not  look      for 
Its     pure  and    per  -  feet  friend -ship,  its 
We    have    no  home  but  heav  -  en,—  oh 


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that   this     is      not   oiir   rest, 
the    comforts    of       a    home. 


an  -  gel  -  like   em  -  ploy, 
would  that  we  were  there  ! 


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106 


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THIS  LOAD  OF  SIN. 
E.  A,  Hoffman.    By  per. 


J.  R.SWENEY. 


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sin  !  The  weight  will  crush  my  heart,  Un- 
sin  !      It    brings  me  great    un  -  rest ;    Dear 


4.  Oh,    this    load    of     sin !    When  will    the  bur  -  den  cease  ?  Dear 


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less,  my  blessed  Lord,  Thon  bidst  it  all  de  -  part.       Oh.  my 

Je  -  sus,  par-don  speak,  And  seal  it    on  my  breast.  Now  I  come  with  my 
Je  -  sus,  bless  me  now,  And  give  me,  give  me  peace. 


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107 


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1.  Ah  !  tell    me  not       of  gold    or    treas  -  ure, 

2.  In    him    I    find      my  ex  -  ult  -  a  -  tion, 

3.  The  world  and  her  pursuits  will    per  -  ish,    Her  beau-ty's  fad  -  ing 

4.  And  tho'  a    pil  -  grim  I    must   wan  -  der,  Still  ab  -  sent  from    the 


Of  pomp  and  beau  -  ty 
My  fair  -  est   vis   -  ion 


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here    on  earth.  There's  not    a  thing      that  gives  me  pleas  -  ure,  Of 

of      de  -  light ;     I      feel  mine  eyes,  mine    ex  -  pec  -  la  -  tion,  On 

like      a    flower ;  The  bright-est  schemes  the  earth  can  cher  -  ish  Are 

One     I       love,      He    soon  will  have    me   with  him  yon  -  der.  In 

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all    the  world  displays  for  "worth. 

him   a  -  lone,  my  Rest,  my  Light.  Each  heart  will  seek  and 

but  the  pastime    of   an  hour.  Each  heart  will  seek 

his  own  glo  -  ry-realms  a-bove. 


Chorus  for  last  verse, 


Tri  -  umph       -     ant  -  ly  I 

Tri-umph       -       ant-ly 


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love  its  own ;        My  goal  is  Christ,        and  Christ  alone, 

and  love         its  own  :       My  goal         is  Christ, and  Christ  a-lone. 

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there    -    fore  own  My  goal  is  Christ,       and  Christ  a-lone. 

there    -    fore  own         My  goal  is  Christ.axid  Christ  alone. 


108 


CLING  TO  THEE. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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O       ho  -  Iv    Sav  -  ior,    Friend 
Blest  with  this  fel  -  low  -  ship 
Far  from  my  home,  la  -  tigued, 
What,  tho'  the  world  de  -  ceit 
Oft,  when  1  seem        to    tread 
Tho'  faith  and  hope  may  long 

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piessed, 

prove, 

lone 

tried, 


Since    on  thine 
Take  what  thou 
Here  have   I 
And    earth-ly 
Some    bar-ren 
I         ask  not. 


arm  thou  bidst  me  lean.  Help  me  thro'out  life's  va  -  rying  scene, 
wilt,  I'll  ne'er  re  -  pine;  E'en  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 
found  a  place  of  rest;  An  ex-ile  stiU,  yet  not  un  -  blest, 
friends  and  hopes  re-move.  With  patient,  nn-com-plain  -  ing  love, 
waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown,  Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gent  -  lest  tone, 
need  not,  aught  be  -  side  ;     How  safe,how  calm,  how  sat  -  is     -    fied, 


By  faith  to  cling  to  thee. 
My  soul  would  cling  to  thee. 
While  I  can  cling  to  tliee. 
Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 
Whispers, '".^till  cling  to  me." 
The  souls  that  cling  to  thee. 


Cling     to     thee !    Cling     to    thee ! 


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1.  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'll  praise  thee  For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows  ; ) 
For  the  pard'ning  grace  that  saves  me,  And  the  (Om;'^)        .        .        .       f 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  fhe  God  that  sought  thee, Wretched  wand'rer,far  astray ;  \ 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  bro't  thee  From  the  [Omit.)        .        .        ~    } 

3.  Lord,  this  bo  -  som's  ar-dent  feel  -  ing  Vain-ly  would  my  lips  ex-press ;  \ 
Low     be  -  fore  thy  footstool  kneeling,  Deign  thy  {Omit.)       .        .        .     j 


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peace  that  from  it  flows.  Help 
paths  of  death  a  -  way.  Praise 
sup-pliani's  prayer  to  bless 


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O  Lord,  my  weak    en  -  deav  -  or ; 

with  love's  de-vout-  est  feel  -  ing. 

Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  pleas-ure, 


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This  dull  soul  to  rapt  -  ure  raise  ;  Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear,  And,  the  light  of  hope  re-veal-ing, 
Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise  ;  And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

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('an  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise.  Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  api)oar,  Bnde  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

Let    my  life  show  forth  thy  praise,  Let    my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 


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2.  I   know  that  my  sal  -  va    -    tion  Was  purchased  by  tliy  love ;     Oh  ! 

3.  My  sins  thou  hast  for- giv    -    en,    Tliy  righteousness  1     wear,    And 

4.  Un  -  til  the  crown  is     giv    -    en,  And   1  with  thee  ap  -  pear,     Be 


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this     my    con-stant  heav 


it      To  this  cold  heart  of  mine. 

tion  May  I       still  faith-ful  prove. 

en     To  praise  thy  good-ness  there. 

en,    To  feel  thy  pres-ence  here. 


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this        fleet  -  ing     breath,     When  mine 

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IN  THE   CROSS   I    GLORY. 


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1.  Ill    the  cross  of  Christ  I     gio   -    ry,     Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 

2.  When  tliewoesof  hfeo'er-take  me,  Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
o.  When  the  sun  of  bUss  is  beam  -  ing  Light  and  love  up-on  my  way, 
4.  Baue  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure,  By      the  cross  are  sanc-ti  -  tied  • 


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All    the  light  of   sa-  cred    sto   -    ry      Gathers  round  its  head  sub-lime. 
Nev  -  er  shall  the  cross  for-sake    me  ;     Lo !  it  beams  with  peace  and  joy. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming.  Adds  more  luster  to   the    day. 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure,    Joys  that  thro'  all  time  a  -  bide. 


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I    will  love  and  serve  the 

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FAR    AWAY. 


J.  T.  Proctou. 


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1.  Oh,    tell    me    of    that  liap  -  py  land,    Far    a  -  way,     far     a  -  way, 

2.  Oh,    tell    me    of    that  hap  -  py  throng.  Far    a  -  way,     far     a  -  wav  ; 

3.  Oh,    tell    me   of    that  hap  -  py  place,  Far    a  -  way,     far     a  -  way, 


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And  that  bright  immortal  band,  Far  a- way,  far   a- Avay ;  Where  no  sin   and 
Of  that  grand,  triumphant  song.  Far  a- way,  far   a- way  ;  Of   those  robes  so 
Where  they  see  Immanuel's  face,  Far  a-way,  far   a-  way  ;  Where  they  render 


sorrow  dwell.  That  bright  land  where  all  is  well,  Far  a- way,    far    a-way. 

pureand  white,  Of  that  land  where  all  is   light.    Far  a- way,    far    a-way. 

prais-es  sweet  While  they  fall  at  Je  -  sus' feet.    Far  a- way,    far    a-way. 


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4  Oh,  tell  me  of  that  happy  shore, 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Where  tliey  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Far  away,  far  away  ; 
Where  life's  stormy  sea  is  past, 
And  they  anchor  safe  at  last, 

Far  away,  far  away. 

5  Oh,  tell  me  of  that  happy  land, 

Far  away,  far  away  ; 
Of  that  brightand  happy  land. 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Where  on  ransomed  brows  so  fair 
Dazzling  crowns  of  glory  are, 

Far  away,  far  away. 
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6  Oh,  tell  me  of  that  happy  throng, 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Free  from  every  sin  and  wrong, 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Where  all  sickness  is  unknown, 
Where  God  claims  them  as  his  own, 

Far  away,  far  away. 

7  Oh,  tell  mc  of  that  happy  home, 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Where  no  troubles  ever  come, 

Far  away,  far  away, 
Where  I  may  forever  rest. 
Where  I'll  be  forever  blest. 

Far  a\\  ay,  far  away. 


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1.  To     the  hills    I     lift    mine  eyes,    The    ev  -   er  -  last  -  ing     hills ; 

2.  Faith-ful  soul,  pray  al  -  ways ;  pray,  And  still     in    God    con  -  fide  ; 

3.  Nei  -  ther  sin,  nor  earth,   nor    hell,  Thy  Keep  -  er    can    sur  -  prise ; 

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Stream-ing  thence  in  fresh    sup-plies,  My  soul     the   Spir  -  it  feels 

He      thy   fee  -  ble  steps  shall  stay,  Nor  suf  -  fer   thee    to  slide 

Care  -  less  slum-bers  can      not  steal  On    his     all  -  see  -  ing  eyes 

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Lean  on  thy  Re  -  deem-er's  breast ;  He  thy  qui  -  et  spir  -  it  keeps  ; 
He      is       Is-rael'ssure   de-fense;Is-   rael      all  his  care  shall  prove  ; 

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Rest  in  him,  se  -  cure  -  ly  rest ;  Thy  watch-man  nev  -  cr  sleeps. 
Kept      bv  watchful   Prov  -   i  -  dence,  And  ev  -  er   -   wak  -  ing    Love. 

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COME   HITHER,    YE   FAITHFUL. 


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1.  Come   hith  -  er,     ye  faith   ■ 

2.  True     Son     of     the  Fa    - 

3.  Hark,  hark    to     the  an    - 

4.  To         thee  then,  O    Je     - 


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Tri  -  umphant  -  ly  sing; 

He  conies  from  the  skies; 

All      siiig-ing     in  heaven: 

This    day     of      thy  birth, 


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To  be  born    of  a      Vir 

"To  God    in  the  high 

Be  gio  -  ry  and  lion 


ger    Our   Sav    -  ior  and    King! 

gin     He    doth     not  de  -  spise. 

est     All    glo    -    ry  be     given! 

or  Through  heav-en  and   earth ! 


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To  Beth  -  le  -  hem  has 
To  Beth  -  le  -  hem  has 
True  God-head    In  -  car 


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With     joy  -  fnl     ac   -   cord  ! 
With     joy  -  ful     ac   -   cord 
With     joy  -  ful      ac 
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Oh,  come   ye,  come  hith  -  er. 

Oh,  come  ye.  come  hith  -  er. 

Oh,  come  "ye,  come  hith  -  er. 

Oh,  come,  let      us    has  -    ten 


To  wot  -  ship  tlie  Lord ! 

To  wor  -  ship  the  Lord! 

To  wor  -  ship  the  Lord ! 

lo  wor  -  ship  the  Lord  ! 


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116 


NEW   VEAR.     L.    M. 

George  Frederick  Handel. 


1.  Great  God !  we  sinp;  thy  mitihty  hand.  By  which  supported  still  we  stand  : 

2.  By  day,   by  night,  at  home,  abroad.  Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God  ; 

3.  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ;  The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

4.  In  scenes  ex-alt-ed,  or  depressed.  Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 
5.  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs,  And  seal,  in  silence,  mortal  tongues, 


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The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ;  That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 

By  his  in-ces-sant  bounty  fed.  By  his    un  -  err-ing  coun-sel     led. 
We    to  thy  guardian  care  commit,  And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet 
Thy  goodness  ad  our  hopes  shall  raise,  Adored,  thro'  all  our  changing  days. 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust,  In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


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TRUST    IN    GOD. 


Avr.  from  TiUDWiG  8pohr.     (1784— 1S59.) 

I    Is^  time.  I    2./  Hme. 


1.  Our  Father !  thro'  the  coming  year  We  know  not  what  shall  be; 
I       But  we  wfuild  leave  without  a  fear  Its  or-        .       -       .       .       d"rin,tr  alMo 
D.C.  And  all  the  good  we  tho't  to  gain,  Deceive      .       -       .       -       and  prove  but 

2.  It  may  be  it  shall  darkly  blend  Our  love  with  anxious  fears, 

And  sna"tch  away  the  valued  friend.  The  tried       -       -       -       .    of  ma-ny 
D.C.  Thou  knowest  what  for  each  is  best.  And  thou     -       -       -       -    art  Per-fect 
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thee.  It  may  be  we  shall  toil  in  vain  For  what  the  world  holds  fair; 

care. 

years.  But  calmly,  Lord,  on  thee  we  rest ;  No  fears  oiir  trust  shall  move ; 

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HERALD    ANGELS.     7,    D.  1 

Miss  Harrif.t  AuBER.     U77:'.— 1SC,2.)     |829. 

I'  EI. IX  Mkndklssohn  IJautholuy.    (1809—1847.) 


17 


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1.  Hail,  all  hail  the  joyful  morn  !  Tell  it  forth  from  earth  toheav'n,  That  "to  iisa 

2.  Him  prophetic  strains  proclaim  King  of  kings,  the  Incarnate  Word;  Great  and 

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Child  is  born,"  That  "to  ns  aSon  is  given."  i  Angels  bending  from  the  sky,     > 

(  Chanted  at  the  wondrous  birth,  j 
ful  His  name,  Prince  of  Peace,  the  Mighty  God.  (  Join  we  then  our  feeble  lays,  ) 

( To  the  chorus  of  the  sky ;    J 


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to  man  on  earth, 
to  God  on   high. 

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"Glory       be  to  God  on    high,  Peace,    good-will 
And,  in  songs  of  grateful  praise,    Glo  -  ry        give 

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to  man    on  earth." 
to  God    on  high. 

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118  A  CRY  O'ER  THE  >A^ATERS. 

Arranged  by  E.  S.  Lokenz. 

N— ^T--, ■ r Scr--^ Nr 


E.  N.  Campbell. 


1.  A  cry  o'er  the  waters !  A  perishing  wail !  From  earth's  darkest  quarters  'Tis 

2.  Dark  Africa,  groaning  With  guilt  and  despair,  Sends  forth  with  sad  moaning  The 

3.  Disciple  of  Jesus !  Turn  not  from  this  crj'.  What  have  j'ou  so  precious  That 

4.  And,  young  men,  why  loiter?  The  lab'rers  are  few ;  The  cry  o'er  the  water  Sounds 


borne  on  each  gale.  Oh  !  list  to  its  pleading— Help,  help,  ere  we  die  !  Our 
heart-piercing  prayer.  From  the  thousand  isles  lying  Like  jems  on  the  wave,  Hear 
you  would  de-ny?   Oh!    send  o'er  the  waters    Your  sil-ver  and  gold;    Your 
loud  -  est  to  you,.     Oh !    haste   the  glad   tidings     Of  Je  -  sus  to   bear,     The 


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brief  sands  are  speeding ;  To  save  us,  oh,  fly  !  Oh!  listen  to  their  pleading, 
it  mournfully  sighing,  "Oh,  hasten  to  save!" 
sons,  too,  and  daughters,  You  may  not  withhold, 
lost  and  the  dying  To  save  from  despair. 


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rescue  let  us  fly;  Let  us  send  to  them  the  news  of  Jesus,  Lest  a  soul  should  die. 


LORD. 


REMEMBER   ME.  119 

Words  and  Music  by  Kev.  A.  A.  Ukaley. 


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1.  When       I      walk 

2.  When  the  night 
8.  When  the  heav 
4.  When  death's    i 


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the  gloom  -  y     vale, 

of     sor  -  row's  fled, 

•    y    cross      ap  -  palls, 

cv  touch       1     feel, 

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And  de  -  part  -  ed 

And  the    flow  -  ery 

When  the  voice    of 

And  the  streams  of 


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path  I  tread 
dii  -  ty  calls ; 
life       con  -  geal ; 

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When       I    breathe    the    la    -    b'ring  si^h, 

When,  be  -  neath       a      sun    -    ny      sky. 

When  the    pre  -    cious  seeti  I      cast 

When  the   Spir    -    it    breaks       a  -    wav 


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And       the    tear  -    drop   dims     the  ej-e, 

Joy      once  more      lights    up        the  eye, 

On         the  stream    that      hur  -  ries  past, 

From    the    pris    -    on  -  house      of  clay, 
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Sore  op  -  pressed,  I 

Lest  my    heart  should 

Lest  I       faint    in 

My  sup  -  port     and 


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fiy       to  thee ; 

turn    from  thee, 

serv  -  ing  thee, 

com  -  fort  be ; 


Je 
Je 
Je 
Je 


sus,  Lord, 

sus.  Lord, 

sus,  Lord, 

sus,  Lord,' 


I 

re  -  mom    -  ber  me. 

re  -  mem    -  ber  me. 

re  -  mem    -  ber  me. 

re  -  mem    -  ber  me. 


PorvrishfoM  1«7n.  >)y  W.  .f.  Rhtfy. 


120 


EARNEST  CHRISTIAN. 


1.  Rest,  rest,  rest? 
'2.  Rest,  rest,  rest? 
3.  Rest,  rest?  yes, 
A.     ♦ 

1 


ah,  no!  it  cannot  be  While  throbs  one  pulse  of 
not  till  the  race  is  run  Which  yet  before  me 
on    a    ho  -  li  -  er    shore,  Where  toil  and  turmoil 


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A  glorious  banner  waves  o'er  me,  Mine  is  a  path   of    strife. 
Inglorious  ease  be-fits  not  one  Who  hopes  to  gain  the  prize. 
Where  present  conflicts  come  no  more,  But  all  is  hushed  to  peace. 

N  ±  :^  \  — 


How  can    the   warrior      find    re-pose      Amidst       the     bat  -  tie's 
The     in  -  fant    on     its   mother's  breast  May  calm-ly,      sweet  -  ly 
Per  -  pet  -  ual  calm  shall  fill  this  breast,  When  passed  o'er  life's  rough 


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din,       Or     qui  -  e-tude  be  sought  by  those  Who  vict'ry's  wreath  would 
sleep,  But  theirs  must  be    no     dreamy  rest  Who  climb  the  mountain 
sea ;      Oh !  will   not  that    e  -  ter  -  nal  rest    Be    rest     enough   for 


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EARNEST  CHRISTIAN.     Concluded. 

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121 

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CLOSER  TO  JESUS. 


W.  T.  GiFFE.    By  per. 


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1.  Clos  -  er,     still  clos  -  er,     my  Sav  -  ior,  to     thee,     Clos  -  er  to 

2.  Clos  -  er        by    day,  though  my  sky    be  all  bright,    Clos  -  er,  still 

3.  When  to     the    Jor-dan         of  death    I  de-scend,       Dan-ger  I'll 

4.  Clos  -  er       to     Je  -  sus,     I'm  near-er  to     God;    Near-er  the 


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Je  -  sus,    fain,  fain  would  I       be ;    Round  me  his   arm,  on    his 

clos  -  er   when  fall  -  eth  the    ni,yht;  P^arth  has  no    spot  where  with 

fear  not      if  Christ    be    my  friend ;  Breasting  the    bil-lows     my 

home  of     the  Christian's  a  -  bode  ;    Near  -  er  the  Great  and  the 


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out  him  I'm  safe,  Time  has  no  moment  I  need  not  his  grace 
death  song  shall  be:  C;ios-er,  still  clos  -  er,  my  Sav-ior  to  thee, 
Glo  -  ri-ous    Three  ;  Near-er    to   heav-en  when  clos  -   er   to   thee. 

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ALL.  WITH  JESUS. 


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1.  I    left    it  all  with  Je  -  sus,     Long       a  -  go ;       All    my  sin       I 

2.  I  leave  it  all  with  Je  -  sus,      Day       by  day  ;  Faith  can  firm  -  ly 

3.  Oh.leave  it  all  with   Je  -  sus,    Droop  -  ing  soul !    Tell  not  half    the 


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trust  him,  Come  what  may.  Hope  has  dropped  her  anchor,Found  her  rest 
sto  -  ry.    But       the  whole.  Worlds  on  worlds  are  hanging  On  his  hand ; 


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In  the  calm,  sure  ha  -  ven    Of  his  breast.  Love  esteems  it  heav  -  en 

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To        a  -  bide    Peace-ful  -  ly     re  -  clin  -  ing 

Makes  thee  room ;  Come,  then,  come  to  Je  -  sus. 


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Coprright'efl  isr;^.  hr  W.  J.  SHrF.Y. 


THANKSGIVINO.     7s. 
Rev.  Henry  Haubaugh.    (1817—1867.) 


Double. 


12a 


George  J.  Elvey. 


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Christ,  by  heavenly  hosts  a  -  dored,  Gracious,  might-y,  sovereign  Lord, 
On  our  fields  of  grass  and  grain  Drop,  O  Lord,  the  kind  -  ly  rain  ; 
Let  our  ru  -  lers     ev  -   er       be     Men  that  love  and  hon  -  or    thee ; 


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land  Crown  the  la  -  bors  of  each  hand  ; 
dained  Be     in  right-eous-ness  maintained ; 

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kind  pro-tec-tion  be  O'er  our  com-merce  on  the  sea; 
peo  -  pie's  hearts  in  -  crease  Love  of    pi   -   e   -    tv    and  peace ; 


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0  -   pen.  Lord,  thy  boun-teous  hand,  Bless  thy  peo- pie,  bless  our  land. 

Thus,    u  -  nit  -   ed     we    shall  stand  One  wide,  free,  and  hap  -  py  land. 

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SWEET  HOUR  OF   PRAYER. 


W.  H.  Lanthukn. 


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1.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer,  That  calls  me  from  a  world  of 

2.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer.  Thy  wings  shall  my  petition 

3.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer.  May  I  thy  eonso-la  -  tions 


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bear.  To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness  Engage  the  waiting  soul  to 
share,  Till  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height  I  view  ray  home  and  take  my 


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bless  ;  And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face,  Believe  his  word  and  trust  his 
flight;  This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise.  To  seize  the  ev   -  er-last-ing 


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lief,  And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare.  By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

grace,  I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care.  And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

prize ;  And  shout,  while  passing  thro'  the  air.  Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of 

^  prayer. 


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Copyrightpa  ts::..  by  W.  J.  Ssi-K>. 


SWELLINGS  OF  JORDAN. 


12S 


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1.  Yes,    I        shall  soon  be  land  -  ed     On    yon-der    shores     of 

2.  Yes,    I       shall  soon  be  seat  -  ed    With  Je  -  sus       on       his 

3.  With  Fa  -  ther,  Son,  and  Spir  -  it,      I       shall  for  -  ev    -   er 

4.  I       soon    shall  reach  the  har  -  bor    To    which  I     speed    my 


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bliss,  There  with  my  pow'rs  expanded  Shall  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 
throne,  My  foes  be  all    de-ieat  -  ed,  And  sa-cred  peace  made  known 
reign ;  Sweet  joy  and  peace  inherit,  And  every   good    ob  -  tain, 
way,    Shall  cease  from  all  my  sorrow,  And  there  forever       stay. 


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sing,     And  pass  the  river    tell-ing   The  triumphs  of    my     King! 


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Wm.  Hunteu,  D.  D. 


THE   MVSTIC   CABLE. 


E.  S.  LOEENZ. 


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1.  From  this        ter   -  rene  and     mor  -    tal  shore, 

2.  And  glid    -    ing  from  the  reahns     on  high, 

3.  Send        np         thy  Avish  -    es,       sor  -   rowing  one ! 

4.  His  yearn   -  ing  love  so       full       and  free, 


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place      of       tears     and  sighs, 

light  -  ning     cur  -  rents  flow, 
Lord      in  -  clines     his       ear ; 

wing      of        ser  -  aph  needs; 


Out-stretched,  as  on  an 
Which  send  a  thriU  of 
And    soon    from      his  e- 

But     quick     as   thought  from 


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o    -     cean      floor,  A  mys  -  tic  ca  -  ble         lies. 

ho     -     ly  joy  To  myr  -  iad  souls     be    -     low. 

ter     -     nal  throne  Glad  tid  -  ings  thou    shalt      hear! 

heaven     to         thee,  Thy  Fa  -  ther's  raes  -  sage    speeds. 


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Send  a    mes-sage!    Send  a    mes-sage!  For  God  will  hear  thy  praj-er. 


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Coryrishted  ISTr.,  Iiy  W.J.  SKrEY. 


SWEETLY    SOLEMN   THOUGHT.  127 

E.Newton  (Jampbell. 


.  Andante,  mth  feelinr.  I  I 


1.  One  sweet- ly     sol-emu  thought  Comes  to      me     o'er    and  o'er,— 

2.  Near-er       the  bound  of   life       Where  bur-dens   are    laid  down, 

3.  Je  -  sus,     con  -  firm   my  trust,     Strengthen  the   hand     of  faith 


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I'm  near  -  er  home  to  -  day  Than  I  have  been  be 
Near  -  er  to  leave  the  cross,  Near  -  er  to  gain  the 
To     feel    thee  when    I    stand      Up  -  ou     the  shore    of 

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Near  -  er      my     Fa-  ther's  house,  Where  ma  -  ny    man  -  sions    be  -, 
But     ly  -  ing    dark     be  -  tween.  And  wind  -  ing  through  the  night. 
Be     near    me    when   my    feet     Are    slip  -  ping  o'er     the  brink. 


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Near-er       the  great  white  throne.  Near- er       the    erys  -  tal     sea. 
The    deep    and   unknown  stream.  Crossed  ere  we   reach  the   light. 
For       I        am    near-er   home,   Per- haps,  than    now     I    think. 


Copyrighted  1P7:.,  by  W.  J.fSHrF.T. 


128 

Dr.  H.  Bokab. 


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THE   CHRIST   OF    GOD. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


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1.  To  know  the  Christ  of  God,  The  ev-  er  -  lasting  Son  ;  To  know  what  he  on 

2.  The  Christ,  th'  incarnate  Son,  The  Christ,  th'  eternal  Word, 

The  Christ,  heaven's  glorious 

3.  The  Christ,  who  took  man's  flesh,  Who  lived  man's  life  below  ; 

Who  died  man's  death  for 


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earth.  For  guilt-y   man  has  done:  This  is    the  first  and  last    Of    all  that's 
King,  The  Christ,  earth's  coming  Lord,  The  Christ,  the  snm  of  all,  Jehovah's 
man,— The  death  of  shame  and  woe :  The  Christ,  who  from  the  cross  Descended 


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true  and  wise.  The  circle  that  contains  all  light  Beneath,  above,  the  skies, 
power  and  grace,  God's  treasure-house  of  truth  and  love. 

The  brightness  of  his  face, 
to  man's  grave.  Then  rose  in  victory  and  joy,  Mighty  to  bless  and  «ive. 

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Father,  unseal  mv  eves.  Unveil  mv  veiled  heart. 

Reveal  this  Christ.  Reveiil  this  Christ  to  me! 


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ONLY   WAITINO. 


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1.  On  -  ly  wait-iug  till    the  shad  -  ows  Are    a     lit-tle  longer  grown, 

2.  On  -  ly  vvait-ing  till  the  reapers  Have  the  last  sheaf  gathered  home; 
o.  On  -  ly  wait-ing  till  the  shad  -  ows  Are  a  lit-tle  longer  grown, 
4.  On  -  ly  wait-ing  till    the    an  -  gels     O  -  pen  wide  the  mvstic gate, 


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On  -  ly  wait-ing  till  the  glini-mer  Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown. 
For  the  sum-mer  time  is  fad  -  ed,  And  the  autumn  winds  have  come. 
On  -  ly  wait-ing  till  the  glim-mer  Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  tlown. 
At   whose  feet     I    long  have  lin-gered  Wca  -  ry,  poor,  and  des-o  -  late. 


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Till    the  night  of  earth  is    fad  -  ed  From    the  heart  once  full  of  day, 
Quick  -  ly.  reap-ers,  gath-er  quick  -  ly  The    last    ripe  hours  of  my  heart ; 
Then,  from  out  the  gath'ring  darkness,  Ho  -  ly,  death-less  stars  shall  rise, 

E   -   veu  now    I  hear  their  footsteps  And  their  voic  -  es  far     a  -    way  ; 


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Till    the  stars  of  heaven  are  breaking  Thro'  the    twi-light  soft  and  gray. 
For    the  bloom  of  life    is  with  -  ered,  And    I     hast-  en    to    de-part. 
By  whose  light  my  soul  shall  glad-ly  Tread  its    path-way    to  the  skies. 
If      they  call  me,    I    am  wait-ing.    On  -  ly    wait-ing    to    o 


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THE  NIGHT  IS  FAR  SPENT. 


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1.  Christians,  wake  !  no  more  be  sleeping,  Up,  and  let     us  watch  be  keeping  ; 

2.  Near   -   er  tiian  when  we  be-liev  -  ed.  And  the  grace  of   God    re-ceiv-ed, 

3.  Up!         in  -  i   -   qui  ty's  a-bound-ing,  Daii-ger  is    our  path  surrounding, 

4.  Ma    -     ny  cold    in  love  are  grow-ing,  Ma  -  ny  from  the  faitli  are  go-ing; 

5.  World  -  li  -  ness  and  sin  es-chew-ing,  Trust-ful  -  ly    our  path    pur-su-in.Lr, 

6.  Up,       and  in -stmt  be     in  pray-ing.  Faithful  un  -  to    Je  -  sus  stav-ing, 

7.  Pa   -    tiei>t-ly    may  we    a-wait  him,  Joy  -  ful  -  ly    go  forth  to  meet  him, 

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Far  spent  is      the  night    of  weep-ing.  And 
And  from  bondase  were    re  -  liev  -  ed,  Our 
And    the  cry    will  soon  be  sounding.  Lo, 
Let    our  love   and   zeal   be  glow  -  ing,  Let 
And  our  work  ap  -  point-ed    do  -   ing.  Let 
Faint  not,  tho'  he     be     de  -  lay  -    ing.  He 
And  with  loud  ho  -  san-nas  greet  him  Whe 

the   day     is  near  at  hand. 

de  -  sired  sal  -  va-tion    is. 
the  bridegroom  cometh  now  ! 

us      ev  -    er  ready  stand. 

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4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 
'Ihy  pre-seiice  aiul  thy  love  ; 
I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  bel>w, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 


5  Tench  me  to  live  by  faith  ; 
('onform  my  will  to  thine  : 
Let  me  victorious  I  e  in  death, 
And  then  in  gl^ry  shine. 


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1.  Come  to       the  blood-stained  tree  ;  The  Vic  -   tim  bleed  -  ing    lies  ;  ( 
God    sets      the    sin  -  ner    free,  (Omit.) ) 

2.  The   Spir   -   it    will     ap  -  ply         His  blood    to  cleanse  thy  stain  ;\ 
Oh,    bur -dened  soul,  draw  nigh,  (Om(7. j 

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2.  I'ass  rae  not,  oh,  gracious  Father  !  Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be; 
;!.  Pass  me  not,  oh.   tender     Savior!   Let    me  love  and  cling  to  thee; 
4.  Pass  me  not,  oh,   mighty   Spirit!  Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see  ; 
h.  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping.  Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee? 
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Thou  might'st  curse  me,  but  the  rather  Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. 
I  am  longing  for  thy  fa-vor  :  When  thou  comest,  call  forme. 
Wit-ness  -  er  of  Je-sns'"  mer-it.  Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me. 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping  ?  Oh,  forgive  and  rescue  me. 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless,  Magni-fy    them     all     m  me. 

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1  Now  the  Savior  standeth  pleading 
At  the  Sinner's  Vjolted  heart ; 

Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Taking  there  the  sinner's  part, 

Even  now ! 

2  Sinner!  can  you  hate  this  Savior? 
Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms? 

Once  he  died  through  your  fx'havior. 
Now  he  calls  you  by  his  charms. 

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!  3  Sinner!  hear  your  God  and  Savior, 
I      Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 
Oh  !  repent,  return,  and  pray, 

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I      Yet  there's  room  for  many  more  ; 
Oh,  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Even  now! 


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We  flin£?  a  -  side  the  weight  and  sin,  Resolved  the  victory    to    win  ; 
No  idling  now,  no  wasteful  sleep  ;  We  trim  our  lamps,  our  vigils  Jieep 
No  love  of  pres-ent  gain  nor  ease.   No  seek-ing  man  nor  self  to  please  - 
Night  is  far  spent,  and  morn  is  near,  Morn  ot  the  cloudless  and  the  clear 
An-oth-er  year—  it  may  be  less—  And  we  have  crossed  the  wilderness 

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We  know  the  per  -  il,  but  our    eves  Rest  on  the  splen-dor  of  the  prize. 
No  shrinking  from  the  desperate  fight.  No  tho'tof  yielding,  or  of  flight. 
With  the  brave  heart  and  steady  eye,  Wq  onward  march  to  vic-to  -  ry. 
"fis  but    a    lit  -  tie,  and  we  come    To  oar  reward, our  crown, our  home. 
Fini.^hed  the  toil,  the  rest  be  -gun.  The  battle  fought,  ihe  trnirnph  won. 


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1.  Jesus,  Savior,think  ofme  When  I'm  tossed  about  On  life's  stormy  billows  by 
:;  Jesu><,  Savior  think  of  me.  Never  leave  my  side  ;  While  I'm  in  this  sinful  world 
4.  Blessed  savior,think  of  me     When  I  come  to  <lie  ;     Let  tho  ho-lv  angel  bands 

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Let  thy  Spir't  giiide. 

Bear  me  to  the  sky. 


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4  He  is  able. 

5  He  is  willing. 

6  He'll  receive  you 

7  Call  upon  him. 


8  He  will  lienr  you. 

9  Look  unto  him. 

10  He'll  foriiive  you. 

11  Flee  to  Jesus. 

12  He  will  cleanse  you. 

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13  He  will  clothe  you. 

14  Jesus  loves  you. 

15  Don't  reject  him. 

16  Only  trust  him. 

17  Hallelujah.    Amen. 


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2.  Look— how  we  gro  -  vel  here    be-low.  Fond  of   these  trif  -  ling    toys! 

3.  In    vain    we  tune  our  for  - mal  songs,  In  vain    we  strive    to      rise; 

4.  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ev  -  er   live    At   this  poor    dy    -  ing    rate? 

5.  Come,  Ho  -  ly  Spir  -  it,  heavenly  Dove  !  With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 


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Ho  -  san  -  nas  languish  on  our  tongues,  And  our 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee.  And  thine 
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tills  the   eve,    Lest  my  faith  and  patience  fail  me,  Thou  dost  every 
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1.  Oh,    for   a    closer     walk  -with  God  !  A  calm  and  heavenlj' frame! 

2.  Where  is  the  blessed-ness  I     knew  When  first  I   saw  the  Lord? 

3.  What  peacefnl  hours  I  then  enjoyed  !  How  sweet  their  memory  still! 

4.  Re-turn,  oh,  ho-ly      Dove !  re-turn,  Sweet  mes-sen-ger     of   rest ; 


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Where  is  the  soul  -  re  -  fresh-ing    view  Of     Je-sus   and    his   word? 
But  now  I    find    an    ach-ing     void  The  world  can  never        fill. 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn  And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 


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ways    leeis  thy  blood.  So  free  -  ly    spilt  for   me  ! 

is        heard  to  speak.  Where  Je-sus  reigns  a-lone: 

nor     death  can  part  From  him  that  dwells  within, 

and     pure,  and  good,  A  cop    -   y,    Lord,  of  thine ! 


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2.  Shall   we,  whose  souls  are  light  -  ed     By      wis  -  dom  from  on   high, 

3.  Waft,  waft,    ye  winds,  his    sto  -  ry,    And   you,    ye    wa -  ters,  roll, 

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

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

3.  Well  might  the  sun    in  darkness  hide,  And  shut    his   glo  -  ries  in, 

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

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


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

A  -  maz  -  ing  pit  -  y !  grace  unknown  !  And  love     be-yond  de  -gree  ! 

When  Christ,  the  mighty  Mak-er,  died    For    man,    the  creature's  sin ! 

Dis  -  solve  my  heart  in  thank-ful-ness.  And  melt  mine  eyes    to  tears. 

Here,  Lord,  I    give    my-self     a  -  way  ;  'Tis    all      that    I     can  do. 


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1.  A  -  maz-ing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound,  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

2.  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear,  And  grace  my  fears  re  -  lieved  ; 

3.  Thro'  ma  -  ny  dan-gers,  toils,  and  snares    I    have  al-read  -  y      come  ; 

4.  The    Lord  has  promised  good  to    me.     His  word  my  hope  se  -  cures ; 

5.  And  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail.  And  mor-tal  life    shall  cease  ; 

6.  The  earth  shall  soon  dis  -  solve  like  snow.  The  sun  for-bear    to     shine, 


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'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far,  And  grace  will  lead  me 
He  will  my  shield  and  por- tion  be  As  long  as  life  en 
I  shall  pos  -  sess.  with  -  in  the  veil.  A  life  of  joy  and 
But  God,  who  called  me    here  be  -  low,  Will   be    for  -  ev  -  er 


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3.  Arm  ine  with  jeal  -  ous  care,      As 

4.  Help  me    to  watch  and  pray,    And 


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A    nev  -  er  -  dy  -  ing  soul     to    save.  And    fit  it       for  the  sky, 

Oh,    may    it  all     my  powers  en-gage—  To    do  my    Master's  will. 

And    oh,  thy  serv  -  ant,  Lord,  pre-pare      A  strict  ac  -  count  to  give. 

As  -  sured,  if  I       my  trust    be  -  trav,    I    shall  for    -  ev  -  er  die. 


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Oh,  arm  me  with  the  mind,  Meek  Lamb,  that  was 
With  calm  and  tempered  zeal  Let     me     en  -  force 
Oh,  may  I  learn    the    art    With  meek-ness    to 

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be  joined  With  per  -  feet  char  -  i  -  ty. 
cious    will,  Which  of  -  fcrs  life  to      all. 

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all  my  works  in  thee 
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1.  Hasten   to     the  Gos  -  pel   Feast,  From  the   greatest     to   the  least; 

2.  Hither  come,  ye  poor  and  blind.  Here   a     heart-y     Avelcome  find; 

3.  From  the  hedges  and   the  street.   Hither     come  with   eager   feet ; 

4.  Weary  wand'rers,  cease  to  roam  From  your  Heavenly  Father's  home; 


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Christ  hath  bidden   all  mankind,     "Yet  there  is  room." 
Christ  is   Avaiting   each    to    greet,  "Yet  there  is  room." 
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Rev.  Ralph  Harrison.    (1748—1810.) 


1.  Am      I      a     soldier  of     the    cross,  A      foll<.wer    of     the  Lamb? 

2.  Must  I     be  carried  to     the    skies,  On    flowery    beds   of     ease, 

3.  Are  there  no  foes  for  me      to    face?  Must    I    not    stem  the  flood? 

4.  Sure    1  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ;  Increase  my    courage,    Lord! 


And  shall  I    fear  to  own    his  cause.  Or     blush        tospeaichis  name? 
AVhile  others  fought  to  win  the  prize.  And  sai  ed  through  bloody  seas? 
Is     this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace  To     help         me  on      to'Gid? 
I'll   bear  the  toil,  endure  the   pain.  Sup  -  port    -     ed  by     thy  word. 


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WATCHING    BY   THE    GOLDEN    GATE. 


Arthur  W.  Frknch. 


Chas.  D.  Blake. 
By  permission  of  F.  A.  North  &  Co. 


1.  Have  yovi  ever  heard  the  sto  -  ry.        How  an  angel,  bright  a 

2.  Oft  the  earth  grows  rough  for  treading,  For  our  darling's  daint 

3.  When  the  days  grow  dark  and  dreary.  And  we  can  no  longer 


How  an  angel,  bright  and  fair, 
our  darling's  dainty  feet, 


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So     we  loose  the  gold-en  threading— Kiss  the  silent  month  so  sweet, 
When  we  falter,  w^orn  and  vvea  -  ry.     Near  our  dear  e  -  ter  -  nal  home, 


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And  while  other  eliildren  wan-der      On  this  earth-land  long  and  late. 
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Will  they  hear  our  voices  call  -  ing,  Watching  by  the  gold  -  en  gate  ? 


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146 


BEYOND.     Quartet  fop  Male  Voices. 


Dr.  H.  BoNAR 


E.  S.  LOEENZ. 


1.  Beyond  the  smiling ) 

and  the  .       .       .  j   weep-ing, 

2.  Beyond   the   rising) 

and  the  .        .        .  j     set  -  ting, 

3.  Beyond  the  parting  { 


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greeting,  Beyond  the  pulse's  fever     beat  -  ing,  I 

riv  -  er,  Beyond  the  ever  and  the     nev  -  er,  I 


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shall  be  soon, 
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sus  now,  time's  rapid  stream  Glides  onward ;  life    is 
sus  now  ;  oh!    tri  -  fle  not     With  thy  poor  soul  which 
sus  now,  for  now  he'll  save    All    those  who  will  sal- 
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on  thy  brow, 
but  a  dream ; 
Christ  hath  boxight ; 
va  -  tion  have ; 
woo  thee  so? 


For  they  soon  may  pass    a  -  way—  Beau-ty's  frail,  and 
Short-  ly  thou  wilt  pass    a  -  way,    Like     a   brief  and 
Seek  him  now,  my  broth-er  dear,    Seek  him  now,  while 
Will-  ing  now,  he     read  -  y  stands  Thee   to  bless  with 
Death  may  snatch  thy  soul  a-way ;  Seek  him  now,  no 


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2.  Hast  thou  answered,  belov-  ed,  that  gen  -  tie  call,  Grate-  ful  -  ly 

3.  Thou  hast  heard,  be  -  lov  -  ed,  a       dy  -  ing  cry  Ring  from  the 

4.  Tell     me  now,   oh,    tell,    is   thy   trust  -  ing  eye  Turned  to  the 


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thee  as  it  speaks  to  all, 
yield-ing  thy  life,  thy  all, 
cross  of  Cal  -  va-ry, 
cross       of    Cal  -   va-ry. 


'  Come  to  the  Sav  -  ior  now."  Come  in  the 
To    him  who  lov  -  eth  now?     Wait  not  the 
Look  to  the  Sav  -  ior  now !    Look,  and  thine 
Look-ing  to     Je  -  sus  now  ?     Wait-  ing  not 


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freshness  of  life's  j'oung  spring, While  early     af-fections  are  bios  -  som-ing ; 
while  till  the  day  draws  on.    Till  most  of    its  gold   -    en  hours  are  gone, 
ev  -  er  -  y    sin   shall  be     Cleansed  in  the  blood  that  was  shed  for  thee- 
till        the  sins     of  years         Bur-den  thy  spirit  with  doubts  and  fears, 


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Stay  not  till     la  -  bor  on  earth    is  done—   Live   to   the  Sav  -  ior  now. 
Look,  and  thy  perfect  re-demp-tion  see.       Look  to   the  Sav  -  ior  now. 
Now— while  the  promise  so  nigh  appears—   Look  to   the  Sav  -  ior  now ! 


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ONLY   JESUS. 


E.  S.  LORENZ. 


149 


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1.  Ask  ye  what  great  thing  I   know?  What  de-lights  and  stirs  me    so  ? 

2.  What  is  faith's  foundation  strong?  What   a-wakes  my   lips  to  song? 

3.  Who    is   life  in     life    to     me?    Who  the  death  of  death  will   be? 

4.  This    is  that  great  thing  I  know;  This    de-lights  and  stirs  me    so; 


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He    who  bore  my    sin  -  ful  load,  Purchased  for  me  peace  with  God, 

Who  will  place  me   on     his  right,  With  the  countless  host    of  light? 

Faith  in  him  who  died    to    save.  Him  who  triumphed  o'er  the  grave. 


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IISTDEX. 


First  Line  of  Hymn  in  Roman  Letters.    Name  of  Tune  in  Small  Caps. 


A. 

PAGE 

Abide  in  thee,  in  that  deep  love  of...    50 

Abide  with  Thee 50 

Abt 49 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 141 

A  Cry  o'er  the  Waters 118 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 52 

After  the  Christian's  tears 24 

Ah !  tell  me  not  of  gold  or  treasure..  107 

A  Helper  on  High 12 

AiN  58 

Alas !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  ? 140 

All,  ALL  IS  Well 46 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name...    51 

All  to  Christ  I  Owe 131 

All  with  Jesus 122 

Amazinggrace!  how  sweet  the  sound  140 

America  65 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross? 143 

Amid  the  toil  and  pain  of  life 92 

Angels  Hovering  Round 38 

Arlington 140 

Ask  ye  what  great  thing  I  know? 149 

Aspiration J9 

AVALON 78 

Avon 140 

Balerma 135 

Beautiful  River 75 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 84 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 1.30 

Better  Felt  than  Told 74 

Beulah 23 

Beyond 146 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping  146 

Bless  Even  Me 134 

Bless  Me  I4ow 94 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 91 

(150) 


C 

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Can  any  say  I  do  believe? 15 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 75 

Cheer  up,  Christian  !  why  that 16 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 87 

Christ,  by  heavenly  hosts  adored 123 

Christians,  wake!  no  more  be 130 

Cleansing  Fountain 104 

CuNGTo  Thee 108 

Cling  to  the  Mighty  One 59 

Closer  TO  Jesus 121 

Closer,  still  closer,  my  Savior,  to  thee  121 

Come,  brother,  Jesus  saith 17 

Come  hither,  ye  Faithful 115 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove...  135 
Come.letusanew  our  journey  pursue   18 

CoMETO Christ 57 

Come  to  Jesus 135 

Come  to  the  blood-stained  tree 131 

Come  to  the  clear,  deep  river 98 

Complete  in  thee !  no  work  of  mine.     5 

Consecration 8 

Coronation 51 

Crown  Him 42 

Devote  Thyself  TO  God 95 

Draw  Me  to  Thee 29 

DuaneStreet :...   22 

Earnest  fHRisTiAN 120 

Eltzabethtown 1^7 

Equip  me  for  the  war 141 

Evan 39 

Evermore 67 


INDEX. 


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PAOE 
Fatth 103 

Far,  Far  Away 113 

Father,  Glokiky  thy  Name 79 

Fkrvent  Prayer.. 14 

Fling  out  the  banner,  let  it  float 97 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 4 

Frederick 25 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 138 

From  this  terrene  and  mortal  shore..  126 


O 

Glory  Hallelujah 72 

Go  forward,  Christian  soldier 73 

Go  to  the  mercy-seat 99 

God  of  mercy,  deign  to  hear  us 6 

God's  almighty  arms  are  round  me..    70 

Gospel  Trumpet 13 

Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear 27 

Great  God  !  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand  116 

Guide  Me  20 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 20 

GUI1>ANCE 105 

H 

Hail,  all  hail  the  joyful  mom 117 

Hallelujah,  raise,  oh,  raise 5 

Hanby    70 

Happy  Day 54 

Happy  Home 64 

Hark  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 43 

Hartford 5 

Hasten  to  the  Gospel  feast 142 

Have  Faith  in  God 31 

Have  you  ever  heard  the  story? 144 

Hear  Us,  O  Lord 6 

Heavenly  Father,  bless  me  now 94 

Help  me" to  s?lorify  thy  name 79 

Herald  Angels 117 

Home  IN  Heaven 92 

Hope,  Christian  soul,  in  every 61 

Hope  On ei 

Horton 75 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye .32 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the 39 

I 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross „  101 

I  bring  my  sins  to  thee 44 

I  DO  Believe  15,41 

I  have  a  Savior,  he's  pleading 34 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 57 

I  left  it  all  with  Jesus 122 

I  Press  Toward  the  Mark 107 

I  avill  Trust  in  the  Blood  of  the  L.      4 

I  wish  to  feel  thy  Spirit 101 

I  would  not  live  alway,  I  ask 25 

I'M  Praying  for  You 34 

In  God  I  have  found  a  retreat 37 

In  that  world  of  ancient  story 64 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 47 

In  THE  Cross  I  Glo^y 112 


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Jesus,  faithful  Shepherd,  guide  me...    89 

Jesus,  full  of  love  and  mercy 14 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 33 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  has  gone 22 

Jesus,  Savior,  Friend  divine 60 

Jesus,  Savior,  think  of  me 134 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move...    21 

Know  Ye  the  Land 102 

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Lenox 91 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 13 

Let  us  Anew 18 

Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise 3 

Lift  up  Y'our  Head 11 

Lisbon 35 

Looking  Off  unto  Jesus 36 

Looking  Up 83 

Look  to  the  Shore 26 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious    42 

Lord,  Remembi:r  Me 119 

Lord  of  all  being !  throned  afar 7 

Lord !  I  hear  that  showers  of 132 

Lord,  weak  and  impotent  I  stand 29 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'll  praise..  109 

Love  for  all,  and  can  it  be? 30 

Loving  Shepherd,  thou  hast  sought..  136 

m: 

Madeleine 44 

Maitland 93 

Make  room  for  Jesus!  room,  sad 58 

Martin 33,  87 

Mine  and  Thine 60 

Missions 138 

More  Love  to  Thee 55 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone  ? 93 

My  blessed  Savior,  is  thy  love 45 

IV 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 103 

New  Y'ear 116 

O 

O  Bliss  OP  THE  Justified 62 

Oh,  come  to  Christ !  a  single  glance..    57 

Oh,  Do  Not  Refuse 76 

Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 137 

Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 137 

Oh,  Give  Us  to  Eat 32 

Oh,  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice.    54 

O  holy  Savior,  Friend  unseen 108 

O  Jesus!  thou  art  standing 63 

O  Love  of  God  !  thou  ocean  vast 71 

O  sinner,  no  longer  despair 12 

Oh,  tell  me  of  that  happy  land 113 

Oh,  think  of  a  home  over  there 86 

Oh,  think  of  Jesus'  love  to  thee 95 

Oh,  this  load  of  sin 106 

Oh,  what  if  we  are  Christ's 35 

Oh,  wondrous  deep,  unbounded  love    41 
Ocean  of  Love....... 71 


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On  the  banks  of  the  river  of  life 77 

One  Only  Name  is  Given 81 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 127 

Only  Jesus  Crucified 149 

Only  Waiting 129 

Our  Father 139 

Our  Father!  thro'  the  coming  year..  116 
Over  a  dismal  waste  of  years 100 

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Penitence 28 

Peterborough 143 

Pilgrims  all  wearily 83 

Pleyel's  Hymn 30 

Portuguese  Hymn 32 

Praise  the  Lord ;  ye  heavens 49 

Precious  Jesus 80 

Pressing  Forward 134 

Relief  in  Prayer 99 

Rest  for  the  Weary 47 

Rest,  rest,  rest?  ah,  no,  it  can 120 

Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord 85 

Revive  Us  Again 38 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me Ill 

Savior,  Think  op  Me 134 

See,  Lord,  before  thine  altar  bowed..      8 

Seek  Jesus  Now 145 

Selborne  63 

Silent,  like  men  in  solemn  haste 134 

Silver  Street 141 

Soldiers  of  Christ  are  We 65 

Sous  of  day,  arise  from  slumbers 11 

Stand  up  for  Jesus 9 

Swellings  of  Jordan 125 

Sweeping  Thro'  the  Gates 96 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer 124 

Saveetly  Solemn  Thought 127 

Sweet  THE  Moments 10 

St.  Louis 27 

St.  Martin's 137 

St.  Thomas 141 

T 

Take  up  your  cross  and  speak  for 133 

Thanksgiving 123 

The  Christ  OF  God 128 

The  Cross 48 

The  Cross  our  Banner 97 

The  Faithful  Shepherd 89 

The  Gentle  (Ull 147 

The  Good  Shepherd 136 

The  Great  Love 45 

The  Land  of  Promise 56 


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The  Mystic  Cable 126 

The  Night  is  Far  Spent 130 

The  Pilgrim's  Song 52 

The  Prayer  OF  Faith 110       ' 

The  Stranger  at  THE  Door 84       i 

The  Way,  Truth,  and  Life 17       \ 

This  Load  OF  Sin 106      i 

There  are  angels  hovering  round 38       i 

There's  a  region  above 56        ; 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood  104        ; 

There  is  a  life  that  is  lord  over 67 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 143 

Throne  of  Grace 130 

Through  the  love  of  God  our  Savior.    46 
Through  thy  precious  body  broken..    78 

Thou  hast  heard,  beloved,' that 147        " 

Thou  knowest,  O  my  Savior 66 

Thy  Avorks,  not  mine,  O  Christ 44        ^ 

'Tis  grace, 'tis  grace, 'tis  wonderful..    90        ', 

Title  Clear 40 

To  know  the  Christ  of  God 128        , 

To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes 114 

Trusting 101       ' 

Trust  IN  GoD 116 

XJ 

Under  HIS  Wings 37 

Unto  thee  the  homeless  stranger 78       I 

V  I 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 28 

Voice  OF  Praise 3 

Watching  by  the  Golden  Gate 144       I 

Watchman.  Awake! 100       1 

We  are  Traveling  to  Mount  Zion..    68 

We  have  NO  Home  but  Heaven 105 

We  praise  thee,  O  God,  for  the  Son...    38       j 

We've  A  Home  Over  There 86 

We've  enlisted  in  a  war,  but  'tis  not.    72 

Webb 73      ^ 

What  Need  OF  Thee? 66 

What  shall  we  do,  for  the  desert  is...    82       1 

WhatThen? 24 

When  first  the  precious  Savior  came.    74 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 19,  40 

When  I  walk  the  gloomy  vale 119        - 

When  the  Day  of  Toil  is  Done 88 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array? 23       -i 

Who.  who  are  these  beside  the  chilly    96        j 

Whosoever!  glorious  truth 76 

Wonderful  Grace 90 

Yes,  I  shall  soon  be  landed 125        i 

Yet  there  IS  Room 142       ; 


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