I — £>— 1 '-I' 'iM.ih iii.m ■■■■ lllmr V..- HYMNS I ;• j FOB MISSIONS : WORDS ONLY I ,1. 1 III— —^q.— H., »■■ HI. " I .I.. mm ■ F-46III -^VGt-, {[GLOW & MAIN, Ninth St,, j 81 Randolph Street, YORK, CHICAGO. COPYWGHT, 1887, BY BiGUiW 4 MAW, FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY SCCUOK 3 'Hymns p©r U2issi0Ns With ^unes. (WORDS ONLY.) SET FORTH UNDER THE AUTHORITY Parochial Missions Society of the United States. BIGL9W & MAIN, PUBLISHERS, CHICAGO HOUSE: 76 EAST NINTH STREET, 81 RANDOLPH ST. NEW YORK, Copyright, 1887, by Biglow & Main. PREFACE, IT is scarcely necessary to say that in sending forth this collection of Mission Hymns, the Parochial Missions Society only attempts tempo- rarily to supply in part what many feel to be a great and immediate want. To give our Church a permanent Mission Hymn Book is not our province, even if it were within our power. Experience has abundantly proved, that for at least some departments of aggresssive missionary effort, the hymns of our Hymnal are not sufficient. Those who confine themselves to their use, labor at serious disadvantage, at least in their effort to reach certain classes. It is hoped that most of the hymns and tunes here printed, if they some- times seem to fall below the classic standards of the Church's Hymnology, will yet be found when more widely used, as they certainly have proved in the somewhat restricted experience of the compilers, means by which to reach and teach some who, in our great communities or scattered hamlets, 4o not often hear the voice of the Great Shepherd. W. S. RAIXSFORD, G. R. VAN DE WATER, J. TV. SHACKELFORD, Committee. HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. UPLIFT the Banner ! Let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide : The sun shall light its shining folds, TheCross on which theSaviour died. 2 Uplift the Banner ! Angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the Love Divine ! Uplift the Banner ! Heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, gathering at the call, Their spirits kindle in its light. Uplift the Banner ! Let it float [wide ; Skyward and seaward, high and [Our glory only in the Cross, 1 Our only hope the Crucified ! Uplift the Banner ! Wide and high, Seaward and skyward let it shine ; Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours, We conquer only in that sign. ALL hail the power of Jesus' Name, Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him* Lord of all. Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Of Jesse's stem extol the rod, And crown Him Lord of all. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail Him, who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. Let every tribe and every tongue Before Him prostrate fall, And shout in universal song And crown Him Lord of all. HYMNS FOR Ml SSI 0X8. thai "with yonder sacred throng We at His feet might fall, •Join in the everlasting song And crown Him Lord of all. MY faith looks up to Thee Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine ! Now hear me while I pray : Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly Thine. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; A.s Thou hast died for me, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day ; Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold sullen stream, Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour, then in love, Fear and distrust remove ; hear me sate above, A ransomed soul. Awes. JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, oh, my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide, Oh, receive my soul at last. Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee, Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing ! Thou, Christ, art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick and lead the blind ; Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found- Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Amen. COME ev'ry soul by sin oppress'd, There's mercy with the Lord ; And He will surely give you rest, By trusting in His" word. irYMXS FOR MISSIONS. CHORUS : Only trust Him ! Only trust Him ! Only trust Him now. He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now. For Jesus shed His precious blood Rich blessings to bestow : Plunge now into the crimson flood That washes white as snow. Yes, Jesus is the truth, the way That leads you into rest ; Believe in Him without delay, And you are fully blest. Come then, and join this holy band, And on to glory go, To dwell in that celestial land Where joys immortal flow. j There lies beneath its shadow, But on the further side, • The darkness of an awful grave That gapes both deep and wide, And there between us stands the cross, Two arms out-stretched to save, Like a watchman set to guard the way From that eternal grave. 6 BENEATH the Cross of Jesus, I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty Rock, Within a weary land. A home within the wilderness, A rest upon the way, [heat, From the burning of the noontide And the burden of the day. O safe and happy shelter, O refuge tried and sweet, O try sting- place where Heaven's love And Heaven's justice meet ! As to the holy Patriarch That wondrous dream was giv'n, So seems my Saviour's cross to me, A ladder up to heav'n. | Upon that Cross of Jesus, Mine eye at times can see, The very dying form of One, Who suffered there for me; \ And from my smitten heart with tears. Two wonders I confess— I The wonders of His glorious love, And my own worthlessness. I take, O Cross, thy shadow, For my abiding place ; I ask no other sunshine Than the sunshine of His face! Content to let the world go by, To know no gain nor loss, — My sinful self, my only shame, My glory, all the Cross. THE sands of time are sinking, The dawn of Heaven breaks, The summer morn I've sighed for, The fair sweet morn awakes ; Dark, dark hath been the midnight^ But day-spring is at hand, And glory, glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land. O Christ, He is the Fountain, The deep sweet well of love ! The streams on earth I've tasted, More deep I'll drink above ; HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. There to an ocean fullness, His mercy doth expand, And .dory, glory dwelleth In irnrnanuel's laud. 3 Oh, I am my Beloved's ; And my Beloved's mine : He brings a poor vile sinner Into His " house of wine." I stand upon His merit ; I know no safer stand ; Not e'en where glory dwelleth, In Irnrnanuel's land. With mercy and with judgment My web of time He wove ; And aye the dews of sorrow Were lustred with His love ; I'll bless the Hand that guided, I'll bless the Heart that planned, When throued where glory dwelleth In Irnrnanuel's land. 5 The bride eyes not her garment, But her dear bridegroom's face ; I will not gaze at glory, But on my King of grace. Not at the crown He giveth Bat on His pierced hand: The Lamb is all the glory Of Irnrnanuel's land. Amen. 8 LOVE of Jesus all divine, Fill this longing heart of mine Ceasless struggling after life, Weary with the endless strife. Saviour, Jesus, lend Thine aid, Lift Thou up my fainting head, Lead me to my long-sought rest, Pillow'd on Thy loving breast. Thou alone my trust shall be, Thou alone canst comfort me ; Only, Jesus, let Thy grace Be my shield and hiding-place; Let me know Thy saving power In temptation's fiercest hour : Then, my Saviour, at Thy side Let me evermore abide. Thou hast wrought this fond desire. Kindled here this sacred fire, Weaned my heart from all below, Thee, and Thee alone to know. Thou, who hast inspired the cry, Thou alone canst satisfy : Love of Jesus, all divine, Fill this longing heart of mine. 9 JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee ; Destitute, despis'd, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped,or known, Yet how rich is my condition, God and heav'n are still my own. Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twilf but drive me to Thy breast Life with trials hard may press me Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ; O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmix'd with Thee. Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear and care ; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear ; HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; What a Father's smile is thine ; What a Saviour died to win thee ; Child of heaven, shouldst thou re- pine ? 4 Haste then on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r ; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there, Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 10 TOSS'D with rough winds, and faint with fear, 1 Above the tempest, soft and clear, What still small accents greet mine ear ? 'Tis I ; be not afraid. 'Tis I, who wash'd thy spirit white ; 'Tis 1 who gave thy blind eyes sight ; 'Tis I, thy Lord, thy life, thy light ! 'Tis 1 ; be not afraid. These raging winds, this surging sea, Have spent their deadly force on Me ; They bear no breath of wrath to thee ; 'Tis I ; be not afraid. This bitter cup, I drink it first ; To thee it is no draught accurst ; The hand that gives it thee is pierced ; 'Tis I : be not afraid. Mine eyes are watching by thy bed, Mine arms are underneath thy head, My blessing is around thee shed ; 'Tis I ; be not afraid. 6 When on the other side thy feet 4 Shall rest, 'mid thousand welcome sweet, [?,i<-; One well-known voice thy hearu'shall 'Tis I ; be not afraid. Ai^en. 11 OHOLY Saviour, iri^n"! unseen, The faint, the weaL, on Thee may lean, Help me thro'out life's varying scene, By faith to cling to Thee. Blest with communion so divine, Take what Thou wilt, shall I repine, When, as the branches to the vine, My soul may cling to Thee f What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and joys remove, With patient, uncomplaining love, Still would I cling to Thee. Oft when I seem to tread alone, Some barren waste with thorns o'er grown, A voice of love in gentle tone Whispers, " Still cling to Me." 5 Though faith and hope awhile be "tried, We ask not, need not aught beside. So safe, so calm, so satisfied, The souls that cling to Thee. HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. 6 They fear not life's rough storms to brave, Since Thou art near and strong to save, Nor shudder e'en at death's dark wave Because they cling to Thee. Amen. 12 OLOVE divine, how sweet Thou art, When shall I find my willing heart All taken up with Thee ? My thirsty spirit faints to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. Stronger His love than death and hell, Its riches are unsearchable ; The first born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see ; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. God only knows the love of God ; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor, stony heart ; For love I sigh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. O that I could forever sit, With Mary, at the Master's feet, Be this my happy choice : My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice. Amen. 13 TEN thousand times ten thousand In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light ; 'Tis finished ! all is finished, Their fight with death and sin ; Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. What rush of Alleluias Fills all the earth and sky ! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! day, for which creation And all its tribes were made ! O joy, for all its former woes A thousand fold repaid. Oh, then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore ; What knitting; severed friendships up, Where partings are no more ! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle That 'brimmed with tears of late ; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain, Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power and reign ; Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home ; [sig Show in the heavens Thy promise Thou Prince and Saviour, come ! 14 HEAD of the church triumphant, We joyfully adore Thee ; Till Thou appear, Thy members here Shall sing like those in glory ; IIYMXS FOR MISSIONS. We lift our hearts and voices, With bless'd anticipation, And cry aloud, and give to God The praise of our salvation. 2 While in affliction's furnace, And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise, in grateful lays, Which ever brings us nigher. We clap our hands, exulting In Thine almighty favor ; The love divine, that made us Thine, Shall keep us Thine forever. 3 Thou dost conduct Thy people Through torrents of temptation Nor will we fear, while Thou art near The fire of tribulation ; The world, with sin and Satan, In vain our march opposes ; By Thee we shall break through them And sing the song of Moses. [all, By faith ^ e see the glory To which Thou shalt restore us ; The world despise for that high prize Which Thou hast set before us ; And if Thou count us worthy, We each, with dying Stephen, Shall see Thee stand at God's right To call us up to heaven. [hand, Amen. 15 COME, sinners, to the Gospel feast ; Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind. Sent by my Lord, on you I call : The invitation is to all ; Come, all the world,come,sinner,thou. All things in Christ are ready now. See Him set forth before your eyes, That precious bleeding sacrifice ! His offered benefits embiace, And freely now be saved by grace ! This is the time, no more delay, This is the acceptable day ; Come in this moment at His call, And live for Him who died for all. 16 GO, labor on; spend, and be spent,- Thy joy to do the Father's will It is the way the Master went ; Should not the servant tread it still ? Go, labor on ; 'tis not for nought ; Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain : Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises ; — what are men ? Go, labor on while it is day, The world's dark night is hastening: on ; Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away ; It is not thus that souls are won. Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray ; Be wise the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway, Compel the wand'rer to come in. Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight cr?. Behold I come. HYMXS FOB MISSIONS 17 IN the hour of trial, Jesus plead for me ; Lest by base denial, I depart from Thee. When Thou see'st me waver, With a look recall, Nor for fear or favor Suffer me to fall. With forbidden pleasures "Would this vain world charm < Or its sordid treasures Spread to work me harm. Bring to my remembrance Sad Gcthsemane, Or in darker semblance Cross-crown'd Calvary. Should Thy mercy send me Sorrow, toil and woe ; Or should pain attend me On my path below ; Grant that I may never Fail Thy hand" to see ; Grant that I may ever Cast my care on Thee. When my last hour cometh, Fraught with strife and pain, When my dust returneth To the dust again ; On Thy truth relying, Through that mortal strife, Jesus, take me, dying, To eternal life. Ames. 18 THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar ; Who follows in His train ? "Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain ; "Who patient bears his cross below. He follows in His train ? 2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And call'd on Him to save ; Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He pray'd for them tnat did the wrong, Who follows in his train ? 3 A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came; [knew, Twelve valiant saints, their hope they And mock'd the cross and flame ; They met the tyrant's brandish'd steel The lion's gory mane ; [feel, They bow'd their necks the death to Who follows in their train ? A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light array'd ; [heaven They climb'd the 6teep ascent of Through peril, toil and pain ; O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. Amen. 19 WHEN the weary, seeking rest, To Thy goodness flee ; When the heavy-laden cast All their load on Thee ; When the troubled, seeking peace, On Thy Name shall call ; When the sinner, seeking life, At Thy feet shall fall : HYMNS FOE MISSIONS. 13 Hear, then, iu love, Lord, the cry, Iu heav'n, Thy dwelling-place high. 2 •When the worldling, sick at heart, ■ Lifts his soul above ; When the prodigal looks back To his father's love ; When the proud man from his pride Stoops to seek Thy face ; When the burdened brings his guilt To Thy throne of grace : Hear, then, in love, O Lord, the cry, In heav'n, Thy dwelling-place on high. When the stranger asks a home, All his toils to end ; When the hungry craveth food, And the poor a friend ; When the sailor on the wave Bows the fervent knee ; When the soldier on the field Lifts his heart to Thee : Hear, then, in love, O Lord, the cry, In heav'n, Thy dwelling-place on high. "When the child, with grave fresh lip, Youth, or maiden fair ; When the aged, weak and gray, Seek Thy face in prayer ; When the widow weeps to Thee, Sad and lone and low ; When the orphan brings to Thee All his orphan woe : Hear, then, in love, Lord, the cry, In heav'n, Thy dwelling-place on high. Amen. 20 FAR from my heav'nly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting I cry, Blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest. Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung ; How should I sing a cheerful song, Till Thou inspire my tongue ? 3 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee : My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember Thee. To Thee, to Thee I press, A dark and toilsome road : When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saints' abode ? God of my life, be near : On Thee my hope I cast : O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last. 21 DESCUE the perishing, -"> Care for the dying, [grave ; Snatch them in pity from sin and the Weep o'er the erring one, Lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus the mighty to save. Chorus— Rescue the perishing, care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save 14 HYMXS FOR MISSIONS. Tho' they are slighting Him, Still He is waiting, "Waiting the penitent child to receive. Plead with them earnestly, Plead with them gently ; He will forgive if they only believe. 3 Down in the human heart, Crushed by the tempter, [store. Feelings lie buried that grace can re- Touched by a loving heart, "Wakened by kindness, [once more. Chords that were broken will vibrate Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it ; [provide, Strength for thy labor the Lord will Back to the narrow way Patiently win them ; [died. Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has 22 STAND up ! stand up for Jesus ! Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss ; From vict'ry unto vict'ry His army shall He lead, 'Till every foe is vanquish'd, And Christ is Lord indeed. Stand up ! 6tand up for Jesus The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict In this His glorious day ; Ye that are men, now serve Him, Against unnumber'd foes ; ( -Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! Stand in His strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you — Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the Gospel armor, And, watching unto prayer, Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day, the noise of battle, The next, the victor's song : To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He, with the King of glory Shall reign eternally. 23 TAKE my life, and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee. Take my moments and my days ; Let them Aoav in ceaseless praise. Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy love. Take my feet, and let them be Swift and " beautiful " for Thee. Take my voice, and let me sing Always only, for my King. Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold : Not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shalt choose. Take my will, and make it Thine, It shall be no longei mine. HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. Take my heart, it is Thine own ; It shall be Thy royal throne. Take my love ; my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-store. Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee. 24 THE day is past and over ; All thanks, O Lord to Thee ; I pray Thee now that sinless The hours of dark may be : O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me thro' the coming night. The joys of day are over ; I lift my heart to Thee, And ask Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be : O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me thro' the coming night. The toils of day are over ; I raise the hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of dark may be : O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight And guard me thro' the coming night. Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, Or sleep in death shall I, And he, my wakeful tempter, Triumphantly shall cry, " Against him I have now prevailed : Rejoice ! the child of God has failed." Be Thou my soul's Preserver, O God ! for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. loving Jesus, hear my call, And guard and save me from them all. Amen. 25 MY hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righte- ousness ; 1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is shifting sand. 2 When clouds and darkness veil His face, I rest on His unchanging grace ; On ev'ry high and stormy gale My anchor holds within the vale. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is shifting sand. 3 His Word, His Covenant, His Blood, Support me in the 'whelming flood ; When all around my soul gives way He theu is all my help and stay. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is shifting sand. 4 When He shall come, with trumpet sound, Oh ! may I then in Him be found ; Clothed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the Throne. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is shifting sand. 26 REST of the weary, joy of the sad ; Hope of the dreary, light of the glad ; [end ; Home of the stranger, strength to the [Friend. Refuge from danger, Saviour and^ HYMNS FOR HZSSIOXS. Pillow, where, lying, love rests its head; Peace of the (tying, life of the dead ; Path of the lowly, prize at the end ; Breath of the "holy, Saviour and Friend. When my feet stumble, I'll to Thee cry; Crown of thehumble, cross of the high; When my steps wander,over me bend, Truer and fonder, Saviour and Friend. Ever confessing Thee, I will raise Unto Thee, blessing, glory and praise : — All my endeavor, world without end, Thine to be ever, Saviour and Friend. 27 PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin ? [within. The blood of Jesus whispers peace Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties press'd ? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round ? [is found. On Jesus' bosom naught but calm Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away ? In Jesus' keeping we are safe and they. Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown '? [throne. Jesus we know, and He is on the 6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadow- ing us and ours ? [its powers. Jesus has vanquish'd death and all It is enough : earth's struggles soon shall cease, [peace. And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect Amen. 28 ONE there is above all others, O how He loves ! His is love beyond a brother's, O how He loves ! Earthly friends may fail or leave us, One day soothe, the next day grieve us, But this Friend will ne'er deceive us, O how He loves ! 'Tis eternal life to know Him, O how He loves ! [Him Think, O think how much we owe O how He loves ! WithHis precious blood He bought up In the wilderness He sought us, To His fold He safely brought us, O how He loves ! We have found a friend in Jesus, O how He loves ! 'Tis His great delight to bless us, O how He loves ! How our hearts delight to hear Him Bid us dwell in safety near Him : Why should we distrust or fear Hi in; O how He loves ! HFM.VS FJR M.SS.OAS. 17 Through His name we are forgiven, how He loves ! [Backward shall our foes he driven, O how He loves ! 'Best of blessings He'll provide us, Naught but good shall e'er betide us, Safe to glory He will guide us, O how He loves ! Amen. 29 JESUS ! stand among us In Thy risen pow'r, Let this time of worship Be a hallow'd hour. 2 Breathe the Holy Spirit Into ev'ry heart, Bid the fears and sorrows From each soul depart. Thus, with quickened footsteps We'll pursue our way, Watching for the dawning Of th' eternal day ! Jesus ! stand among us In Thy risen power, Let this time of worship Be a hallowed hour. Amen 30 LORD, speak to me that I may speak In living echoes of Thy tone ; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy erring children lost and lone. O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wand'ring and the wav'riug feet : O feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hung'ring ones with manna sweet. 3 strengthen me, that while I stand Firm on the Rock, and strong ia Thee, 1 may stretch out a loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea. O teach me, Lord, that I may teach The precious things Thou dost im- part ; [reach And wing my words that they may The hidden depths of many a heart. O give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing pow'r; A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones in needful hour. O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling tho't and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show. O use me, Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt, and when and where ; Until Thy blessed face 1 see, Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share. Amen. 31 COME to Jesus ! come away ; Forsake thy sins, oh, why delay ? His arms are open night and day. He waits to welcome thee. 18 HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. Come to Jesus ! sin no more, But on thy bended knees implore, And knock in faith at mercy's door, He's sure to welcome thee. Come to Jesus ! lift an eye ; There's pray'r in ev'ry contrite sigh And ev'ry groan, for God is nigh, He'll bow His ear to thee. Come to Jesus ! all is free Hark! how He calls, " Come unto Me! I cast out none, I'll pardon thee." Oh, thou shalt welcome be. Saved by His body, hallow'd by bis blood, [to Gcd. With souls refresh'd we render thanks. Salvation's Giver, Christ, the only Son, [won. By His dear cross and blood the vict'rj Offered was He for greatest and for least, [Priest. Himself the Victim and Himself the Come to Jesus ! cling to Him, He'll keep thee far from paths of sin. Thou shalt at last the vict'ry win ; And He will welcome thee. Come to Jesus ! do not stand, The father draws— 'tis His command, And none shall pluck thee from His No— that can never be. [hand, Come to Jesus ! Lord, I come ; Weary of sin, no more I'd roam, But with my Saviour be at home ; I know He'll welcome me. 32 DRAW near and take the body of your Lord, [outpour'd. And drink the holv blood for vou Victims were offer' d by the law of old Which in a type celestial mysteries told. 6 He, Ransomer from death, and Light from shade, [to aid. Now gives His holy grace His saints Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere, [here. And take the pledges of salvation 8 He, that in this world rules His saints, and shields, To all believers life eternal yields. 9 With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, [soul. Gives living waters to the thirsting 10 O Judge of all, our only Saviour Thou, In this Thy feast of love be with us now. HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. 33 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast :" I came to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad ; I found in Him a resting place, And He has made me glad. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live : " I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quench'd, my soul reviv'd, And now I live in Him. 3 i heard the voice of Jesus say, "I am this dark world's Light : Look unto Me : thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright : " I look'd to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun ; And in that Light of life I'll walk 'Till trav'ling days are done. 34 COME to our poor nature's night With Thy blessed inward-light, Holy Ghost, the Infinite Comforter divine. We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord, Sick and faint Thy strength afford Lost until by Thee restor'd, Comforter divine. Orphans are our souls and poor, Give us from Thy heavenly store Faith, love, joy, for evermore, Comforter divine. Like the dew Thy peace distil, Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter divine. Gentle, awful, holy Guest, Make Thy temple in each breast, Sanctify Thy place of rest, Comforter divine. In us — for us — intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, ' Comforter divine. In us Abba Father cry, Earnest of our bliss on high Seal of immortality, Comforter divine. Search for us the depth of God, Bear us up the starry road To the height of Thine abode, Comforter divine, 35 ^pOME unto Me, ye weary, ^ And I will give you rest." Oh, blessed voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts opprest I It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love which cannot cease. 80 HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. ** Come unto Me, dear children, ' And I will give you light." Oh, loving voice of Jesus, Which comes to cheer the night ! Our hearts were filled with sadness, And we had lost our way, But morning brings us gladness, And songs the break of day. 3 " Come unto Me, ye fainting, And I will give you life." Oh, peaceful voice of Jesus, Which comes to end our strife ! The foe is stern and eager, The fight is fierce and long ; But Thou hast made as mighty, And stronger than the strong. And " Whosoever cometh, 1 will not cast him out." Oh, patient voice of Jesus, Which drives away our doubt Which calls us, very sinners, Unworthy though we be Of love so free and boundless, To come, dear Lord, to Thee. 36 HARK, the voice of Jesus crying, " Who will go and work to-day ? Fields are white and harvest waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away ? " Loud and strong the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers thee ; Who will answer gladly saying, "Here am I, send me, send me." If you cannot cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door. If you cannot give your thousands You can give the widow's mite ; And the least you do for Jesus, Will be precious in His sight. If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can say He died for all. With your prayers and with your bounties, You can do what heaven demands ; You cau be like faithful Aaron, Holding up the prophet's hands. If, among the older people, You may not be apt to teach ; "Feed my lambs," said Christ our Shepherd, " Place the food within their reach." And it may be that the children, You have led with trembling hand, Will be found among your jewels, When vou reach the better land. Let none hear you idly saying, " There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you. Take the task He gives you gladly. Let His work your pleasure be ; Answer quickly when He calleth, " Here am I, send me, send me. ,! 37 HE leadeth me ! O blessed thought, O words with heav'nly comfort fraught ; Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. IIYMNS FOR MISSION & Refrain He leadeth me ! He leadeth me ! By His own hand He leadeth me His faithful foll'wer I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, [bloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me. Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine — Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. And when my task on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, the victory's won, E'en death's cold w r ave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 38 I LAY my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God, He bears them all and frees us From the accursed load. J bring my guilt to Jesus, ; To wash my crimson stains AVhite in His blood most precious, * Till not a spot remains. I laj" my wants on Jesus, All fulness dwells in Him He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares He from them all releases — He all my sorrows shares. I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces, I on His breast recline. : I love the Name of Jesus, | Immanuel, Christ, the Lord- Like fragrance on the breezes, His Name abroad is poured. I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy Child ; I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng ; To sing with saints His praises, To learn the angels' song. 33 CALL them in, -the poor, the wretch- ed, Sin-stained wand'rers from the f<>ld; Peace and pardon freely offer : [g >!d? Can you weigh their worth with Call them in, — the weak, the weary, Laden with the doom of sin : Bid them come and rest in Jesus, He is waiting, — call them in. Call them in, — the Jew, the Gentile, Bid the stranger to the feast ; Call them in, — the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least, HYMNS FOE MISSIONS. Forth the Father runs to meet them, He hath all their sorrows seen ; Robe, and ring, and royal sandals, Wait the lost ones, — call them in. 3 Call them in, — the broken-hearted, Cow'ring 'neath the brand of shame; Speak love's message low and tender, 'Twas for sinners Jesus came. See the shadowslengthen round us, Soon the day-dawn Avill begin ; Call them in,— the lost and lonely, Christ is coming — call them in. 40 YES, we part, but not forever, Joyful hopes our bosoms swell : They who love the Saviour, never Know along, a la>t farewel 1 , Blissfulunions Lie beyond this passing vale. Oh, what meetings are before us ! Brighter far than tongue can tell, Glorious meetings to restore us — Him with whom we love to dwell, With what raptures Will the sight our bosoms swell! Thus we part, but not forever, Joyful hopes our bosoms swell! They who love the Savior, never Know a la^t, a long farewell, Blissful unions Lie beyond this parting vale. 41 AM Thine, O Lord ; I have heard Thy voice, And it told Thy love to me ; But I long to rise in the arms of faith, And be closer drawn to Thee. Cho. — Draw me nearer, blessed Lord, To the Cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, To Thy precious, bleeding side. Consecrate me now to Thy service, Bythepow'r of grace divine ; [Lord, Let my soul look up with a stead- fast hope, And my will be lost in Thine. 3 Oh, the pure delight of a single hour That before Thy throne I spend, When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God, I commune as friend with friend. There are depths of love that I cannot Till I cross the narrow sea ; [touch There are heights of joy that I may not reach Till 1 rest in peace with Thee. 42 I WAS wandering and weary, When my Saviour came unto me \ For the ways of sin grew dreary, And the world had ceased to woo me: And I thought 1 heat d Him say, As He came along His way, " O silly souls, come near Me ! My sheep 6hould never fear Me, I am the Shepherd true." HYMNS FOR MISSIONS. 2 At first I would not hearkea, 1 T3ut put off till to-morrow ; fbut life began to darken, And I was sick with sorrow : And I thought I heard Him say As He came along his way, " O silly souls,*'