FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
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Prices of Music Books Published by HORACE WATERS. 
 
 THE ATHENiEUM COLLECTION contains five hundred and twelve pages of tunes and hymns, new 
 and old, of the choicest kinds, for Church, Sunday School Revival, Missionary, Temperance, Prayer, and 
 Conference, and all kinds of sacred and social meetings. Prices bound, 9" cents, $80 per 100; cloth bound, 
 embossed gilt, <$1,00, $9o per 100. Postage 15 cents. ' 
 
 •' WATERS' CHORAL HARP."— A new book for Sunday Schools. It contains 160 pages and about 200 
 choice tunes and hymns. It is one of the best books ever issued. Price, paper cc7ere, 30 cents, $25 per 100 
 Bound 35 cents, $30 per 100. Cloth bound, embossed gilt, 40 cents, $35 per hundred. 
 
 SABBATH SCHOOL BELL, No. 1, contains 144 pages, and nearly 200 tunes and hymns ; styles and 
 prices same as " Choral Harp." 
 
 SABBATH SCHOOL BELL, No. 2. contains 192 pastes. A new volume, different words and music from 
 Bell No. 1 Prices same as " Choral Harp." Nearly 1,000,000 of these Bells ha^e been issued. 
 
 BELL Nos 1 and 2 can be obtained in one volume, price bound, 60 cents, $50 per 100 ; cloth bound, em- 
 bossed gilt 70 cents, $i50 per 100. Both Bells and Choral Harp bound in one volume, 85 cents, $75 per 100. 
 Cloth bound embossed gilt, $1 00, $90 per 100. Postage 10 cents. 
 
 THE DAY SCHOOL BELL. A new 6inging book for day schools and seminaries. It contains 228 pages 
 of choice songs, duets, rounds, catches, trios, quartets, and choruses, including 31' pages of the elemonts of 
 music. Prices, paper covers, 35 cents, $3o per 100 : bound 40 cents, $35 per 100 ; oloth bound embossed gilt, 
 6 J cents, $45 per $100 : 25 copies furnished at the 100 price. 
 
 THE NEW PATRIOTIC SONG BOOK contains 96 pages. Price 15 cents, $10 per 100. 
 THE HARP OF FREEDOM contains 32 pages. Price 5 cents, $3 per 100. 
 
 RUTH. A Sacred Cantata. 1'rice, paper covers, 25 cents, $20 per 100 ; bound, 30 cents, $25 per 100. 
 THE REVIVAL MUSIC BOOK contains 64 pages. Price 8 cents, $5 per 100. 25 copies furnished at th» 
 100 price. Mailed at the retail price. 
 
 'THE DIADEM."'— .4 rno Sunday School Hymn and Tune Book, containing 128 pages of very choice 
 Music, mostly new, for Sunday School and devotional meetings. This work is of a higher order than any S. 
 S. book yet published. It i- edited by S. J. Vail, one of our most popular music, composers Price, paper 
 covers, 3*0 cents, $3 per dozen ; board covers, 35 cents, $3 60 per dozen ; cloth covers embossed gilt, 40 cents, 
 $4 25 p'er dozen. Mailed at the retail price. Sample copies mailed for one-half the retail price to superinten- 
 dents of Sunday Schools, clergymen and principals of seminaries and public schools. „ 
 
 "THE CHRISTIAN MELODIST."— A New Hymn and Tune Book of 128 pages of new and standard 
 hymns and tunes, for revival and devotional meetings, Sunday School and Church worship generally. This 
 book is )U8t what is needed by all the Churches, in their social meetings for conference and prayer. Price, 
 paper covurs, 30 cents, $3 per dozen ; board covers, 35 cents, $:i.60 per dozen ; cloth embossed gilt, 45 cents, 
 $4.75 per dozen. Mailed at the retail price. Sample copies mailed to clergymen at one-half the retail price. 
 
 HORACE WATERS, 481 Broadway, Neic York. 
 
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 TUNES AND HYMNS 
 
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 SUNDAY SCHOOL 
 
 DEVOTIONAL MEETINGS, 
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 Published by HORACE WATERS, No. 4S1 Broadway. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 When the reader first sees or hears of the Diadem, it is quite possible that he will exclaim : 
 " What ! another Sunday School book ?" 
 
 We answer, " Yes ;" and briefly give our reasons for issuing a new book of music for Sun- 
 day Schools and devotional meetings. 
 
 To many hearts, music is a " rich treat," a "real feast," and for such we are persuaded the 
 variety is not too great. Who ever thought o objecting to the variety of an entertainment 
 wh<n the physical nature only was provided for? And shall the spiritual be less sumptuously 
 provided for? We trust not. 
 
 The question is not how small a quantity of music will suffice for Sunday School purposes — 
 for then we might refer to the experience of early days, when Old Hundred or Peterboro', to a 
 Doxology, constituted the variety — but, rather, how large a quantity is required to supply the 
 actual demands of the great " Sunday School Army" of the present day. 
 
 A noticeable feature in this work, is the number of pieces written in full harmony that may 
 also be used as Duetts, Trios, or Quartettes, at the option of the performers. 
 
 Our experience is, and we have heard the same from others, that it has been difficult to find 
 music suitable for special Sunday School occasions, where some of the older members of the 
 School or Bible class wish to take a more prominent part. The largest number of such 
 pieces may be found between pages 94 and 116. 
 
 In preparing the following pages it has been our aim to select such music only as seems most 
 perfectly to combine an easy, flowing melody, with the chaste, devotional style of the sanctua- 
 ry ; desiring rather to be instrumental in giving that direction to the musical taste of children, 
 than to furnish them with a kind that may be popular, yet never excite a true devotional 
 feeling. In hope that it ma}^ prove a source of help to those who are striving for the " straight 
 and narrow way," and one of aid and comfort to those who are " faint, yet pursuing," it is 
 most respectfully submitted to the Christian public. 
 
 Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1865, by S. J. VAIL, in the Clerk's Office of the 
 District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York. 
 
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 Jesus is kind to our complaints : 
 He loves to hear our praise. 
 
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 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
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 Hast set the prisoners free, 
 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
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 Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word, 
 And learn to know and fear the Lord. 
 
 3 Descend, celestial Dove, 
 
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 Then shall my soul new life obtain, 
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 1 Hark! what celestial sounds, 
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 " Fear not," say they, I Jesus, your King, 
 " Great joy we bring : | Is born to-day. 
 
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 From death's eternal gloom; 
 
 To realms of bliss and light 
 He lifts you from the tomb : 
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 With sons of light ; | Of endless praise. 
 
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 And let your raptures fly 
 To earth's remotest bound : 
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 From God in heaven, | At Jesus' birth." 
 
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 1 On ! sweet the hallowed morn 
 On which the Saviour rose ! 
 
 1 hail thy quiet dawn, 
 
 Thy calm and blest repose ; 
 I cast away each worldly care. 
 To spend thine Iiours in praise and prayer. 
 
 2 My heart would fain prolong, 
 In accents sweet and loud, 
 
 That primal Sabbath song. 
 When all the sons of God, 
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 His love from whom creation sprang; 
 
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 With all the heavenly choir, 
 The bright, seraphic train, 
 
 Attune anew the lyre 
 Tn praise to Him, our living Head, 
 Who rose triumphant from the dead. 
 
 4 Tn sweet and grateful lays, 
 
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 I sing His power and grace, — 
 
 I trust His faithful w>rd, — 
 Nor doubt His resurrection love 
 Will bring me to His rest above. 
 
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 There is room for them and me ; 
 
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 1 Yes, my native land ! I love thee ; 
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 Happy home! 'tis sure I love thee; 
 Can I, can I say, farewell ? 
 
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 Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 
 
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 Calling thee from sinning, 
 
 To His home above. 
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 And the dread hereafter 
 
 Where is felt his wrath. 
 God is near thee, (fee. 
 
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 Waiting just for you. 
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 That His saints shall know? 
 Will you love the Saviour 
 
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 God is near thee, tfce. 
 
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 Gushing from his side ; 
 God and heaven invites you, 
 
 Plunge beneath the tide ; 
 There is peace and pardon 
 
 For each sin-sick soul, 
 Hallelujah, glory ! 
 Jesus died for ail. 
 
 God is near thee, <&c. 
 
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 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
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 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 0, to grace how great a debtor 
 Daily I'm constraint to be ! 
 
 Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee. 
 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 
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 The stars are all conceal'd, 
 So earthly pleasures fade away, 
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 4 Creatures no more divide my choice ; 
 
 I bid them all depart : 
 His name, his love, his gracious voice , 
 Have fix'd my roving heart. 
 
 1 As distant lands beyond the sea, 
 
 When friends go thence, draw nigh; 
 So Heaven, when friends have thither gone, 
 Draws nearer from the sky. 
 
 2 And as those lands the dearer grow, 
 When friends are long away ; 
 
 When friends have thither gone. 
 
 So Heaven itself, through loved ones dead, 
 Grows dearer day by day. 
 
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 With the pure spirit's sight, 
 
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 Other men's failures can never save you, 
 Stand by yourconseience.your honor, your faith; 
 Stand like a hero and battle till death. 
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 8 Dare to be right ! dare to be true ! 
 Love may deny you its sunshine and dew. 
 Let the dew fail, for then showers shall be given; 
 Dew is from earth, but the showers are from 
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 4 Dare to be right! dare to be true ! 
 God, who created you, cares for you too ; 
 Treasures the tears that hi6 striving ones shed, 
 Counts and protects every hair of your head. 
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 5 Dare to be right! dare to be true ! 
 Cannot Omnipotence carry you through? 
 City, and mansion, and throne all in sight, 
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 6 Dare to be right ! dare to be true ! 
 
 Keep the great judgment seat always in view ; 
 Look at your work as you'll look at it then, 
 Scanned by Jehovah, and angels, nn>l men. 
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 The pathway by taints and by seraphim trod, 
 The pathway that climbs to the City of God. 
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 1 Grant us, Lord, thy heavenly light 
 AM our steps to guide aright ; 
 Shine along the narrow road 
 Which shall lead our souls to God. 
 We are weak and prone to stray- 
 Keep us in thy holy way ; 
 
 All our wants let grace supply ; 
 Lead us onward to the sky. 
 
 2 Thus protected, may we go 
 Safely through this vale of woe ; 
 May thy gracious presence cheer 
 Ub in all our trials here. 
 Loving all thy statutes, Lord, 
 Ever trusting in thy word, 
 
 May we reach that happy home 
 Where no ill can ever come. 
 
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 1 JV.sus, Lord, we look to thee ; 
 Let us in thy name agree ; 
 Show thyself the Prince of Peace ; 
 And our mutual love increase. 
 
 2 Make us of one hea>-t and mind, — 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
 Lowlj-, meek, in thought and word, — 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 3 Let us for each other care ; 
 Each the other's burden hear; 
 To the world the pattern give ; 
 Show them how good children live. 
 
 4 Free from anger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love express, — 
 
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 Forms lie, late with gladness rife. 
 Tell Him when tlie tempter whispers 
 
 That the Master has forgot; 
 Tell Him when the words of promise 
 
 To thy palsied ear come not. 
 
 5. Children, always tell thy Saviour 
 
 Little things as well as great ; 
 Naught is little to that Saviour 
 
 Which concerns his people's state. 
 Oh! no friend on earth is like Him ! 
 
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 And will run where he bids me, 
 
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 My journey 's just begun ; 
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 The world is full of sorrow 
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 Whatever I may meet, 
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 He'll wipe my tears away ; 
 
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 4 Then trials cannot weigh me down, 
 And pain I need not fear; 
 For when I'm close by Jesus' side, 
 
 Grief cannot come too near. 
 Not even death can harm me, 
 When death I meet one day ; 
 To heaven I'll follow Jesus, 
 To heaven I'll follow Jesus, 
 To heaven I'll follow Jesus. 
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 Jesus loves me, he will stay 
 Close beside me all the way ; 
 Then his little child will take 
 Up to heaven for his dear sake. 
 
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 2 Lovingly, lovingly, close to his breast, 
 On^e Tittle children so fondly he press'd ; 
 Laid each dear hand on some little one's head 
 Tenderly, smiling as sweetly he said : — 
 •'Dear little children, so happy and free! 
 Suffer the children to come unto me." 
 Lovingly, lovingly, close to his breast, 
 Then the dear little ones fondly he press'd. 
 
 3 Tenderly, tenderly, free from alarms, 
 Jesus now folds the dear lambs in his arms. 
 Hark! there is melody thro' the air borne — 
 Borne from the " happy land" whither they're gone : 
 " Parents, and sisters, and brothers most dear ! 
 Weep not, but meet us, oh, meet with us here ! 
 Tenderly, tenderly, free from alarms, 
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 1 Joyfully, joyfully onward I move, 
 Bound to the land of bright spirits above ; 
 Angelic choristers, sing as I come — 
 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home ! 
 Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, 
 Home to the land of bright spirits I go ; 
 Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam : 
 Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 
 
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 Singing to cheer me thro' death's chilling 
 
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 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 
 
 Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear ; 
 Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear ! 
 Kings with the harmony heaven's high dome, 
 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 
 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low, 
 Strike, king of terrors ! I fear not the blow ; 
 Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb ! 
 Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. 
 Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, 
 Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; 
 Joyfully, then, shall I witness his doom, 
 Joyfully, joyfully safely at home. 
 Jesus hath come. 
 1 Happy the spirit released from its clay ; 
 Happy the soul that goes bounding away ; 
 Singing, as upward it hastes to the skies, 
 Victory ! victory ! homeward I rise. 
 Many the toils it has passed through below, 
 Many the seasons of trial and woe ; 
 Many the doubtings it never should sing, 
 Victory ! victory ! thus on the wing. 
 How can we wish them recalled from their 
 
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 Longer in sorrowing exile to roam ? 
 Safely they passed from their troubles beneath, 
 Victory ! victory ! shouting in death. 
 Thus let them slumber, till Christ from the 
 
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 His is the only one that claims 
 
 To be an antidote for woe : 
 It falls like music on tlie ear, 
 When nothing else can soothe or cheer. 
 
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 As perfect God, and perfect man, 
 Which day by day, and hour by hour, 
 
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 Led him, as God, to save and heal ; 
 As man to sympathize and feel. 
 
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 For us he lived, for us he died ; 
 " 'Tis finished," with his latest breath, 
 
 The Lord, Jehovah-Jesus, cried ; 
 That death of shame and agony 
 Won life, eternal life for me ! 
 
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 Can listen to a human voice ! 
 That name my parting soul will cheer, 
 
 Will bid me e'en in death rejoice ; 
 Then prove, when these clay bonds are riven 
 My passport at the gates of heaven ! 
 
 Glory to God, that grace is free. 
 1 Sacrifice sweet, oh ! let me bring 
 Glory and praise to God, my king ; 
 Hath he not saved my soul from sin ? 
 Cleansed me, and made me pure within 1 
 Glory to God, my cry shall be, 
 Glory to God, that grace is free. 
 
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 Feeding on husks the live-long day, 
 Fondly my Father called my name ; 
 Gladly I left my sin and shame. 
 Glory to God, my cry shall be, 
 Glory to God, that grace is free. 
 
 3 Jesus, my Saviour, keeps me true, 
 Scatters my sins like morning dew ; 
 Bidding me lean on his faithful breast, 
 Peacefully soothes rny soul to rest. 
 Glory to God, my cry shall be, 
 Glory to God, that grace is free. 
 
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 1 Tell me, sweet angels, up above, 
 Tuning your harps, in joy and love ; 
 Tell me how long my feet must stray 
 Over the rough and thorny way ; 
 Over the rocks and desei'ts bare, 
 
 Tell me, eweet angels, bright and fair. 
 
 2 Lonely and sad, I wander hero, 
 Longing for heavenly music near ; 
 List'ning for tones I loved, below, 
 Far in the years of long ago. 
 
 Lead me, sweet angels, while I pray, 
 Nearer the pearly gates of day. 
 
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 Mingling its way from Canaan's land ; 
 Watching, I'll wait aud not repine, 
 Feeling the joys of heaven are mine ; 
 Weeping no more, life's ills I'll bear ; 
 Bless me, sweet angels, bright and fair. 
 
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 No darkness fill its air ; 
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 Wanderers from the heavenly home, 
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 What to Christians will be given, 
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 Where the healing waves abound ? 
 
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 6 Lead us, then, to. that salvation, 
 Where the living waters flow ; 
 
 Guide us to that heavenly station, 
 For the way full well ye know. 
 
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 Who in Jesus Christ believe. 
 
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 And covered with glory, heavenward fly, 
 The emblem of peace and liberty ! 
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 That beautiful land. 
 
 1 A beautiful land by faith I see, 
 A land of rest, from sorrow free, 
 The home of the ransomed, bright, and fair 
 And beautiful angels too are there. 
 
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 Go to that beautiful land with me ? 
 
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 Will you go, ifec. 
 
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 Its beautiful gates, I too behold, 
 The river of life, the crystal sea, 
 The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. 
 
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 In rapture range the plains of light ; 
 And in one harmonious choir they praise 
 Their glorious Saviour's matchless grace. 
 Will you go, die. 
 
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 What must it he to be there ? 
 1 We speak of the realms of the bless'd, 
 Of that country so bright and so fair, 
 And oft are its glories confess'd ; 
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 Its wonders and pleasures untold ; 
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 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, 
 
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 From trials without and within ; 
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 4 We 6peak of its service of love, 
 
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 The church of the first-born above ; 
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 That lead to (lie mansions above ! 
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 Over the cold icy billows, 
 
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 He who wields creation's rod, 
 He my Brother, yet my God ; 
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 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears : 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancelled by redeeming love. 
 
 Cho. — Mortals, join the hosts above, . 
 Join to praise redeeming love ! 
 
 2 Welcome all by sin oppressed, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest : 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming Jove. 
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 Mortals, join the hosts above, 
 Join to praise redeeming loye. 
 
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 Good will to man is given, 
 
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 And be at peace with heaven, 
 
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 4 Glory to God for ever— 
 
 To God who reigns on high ; 
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 The souls condemned to die ! 
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 The world will be successful — 
 
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 In every land unfurl'd ; 
 And be the shout Hosanna 
 
 Re-echoed through the world : 
 Till every isle and nation, 
 
 Till every tribe and tongue, 
 Receive the great salvation, 
 
 And join the happy throng. 
 
 2 Yes, thou shalt reign forever, 
 
 O, Jesus, king of kings ! 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favor, 
 
 Each ransom'd captive sings : 
 The isles for thee are waiting, 
 
 The deserts learn thy praise ; 
 The hills and valleys greeting, 
 
 The song responsive raise. Hastings. 
 
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 Flow joyfully along ? 
 When hill and valley ringing 
 
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 All hallelujahs swelling 
 
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 Hosanna to his name. 
 
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 The children all stood singing 
 
 Hosanna to his name. 
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 He bade them still attend him, 
 
 And smiled to hear their song. 
 
 2 We'll flock around his banner, 
 
 Who sits upon the throne, 
 And sing aloud, Hosanna ! 
 
 To David's royal Son. 
 For should we fail proclaiming 
 
 Our great Redeemer's praise, 
 The stones our silence shaming, 
 
 Would their hosannas raise. 
 
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 Thy name is graven on the throne ; 
 Thy home is in the world of glory, 
 "Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 
 
 3 Christian, behold ! the land is nearing, 
 And the wild sea-storm's rage is o'er, 
 
 List! to the heavenly hosts now cheering ; 
 See ! in what throngs they range the shore. 
 
 Cho. — Arise ! arise ! the light breaks o'er thee ; 
 Thy name is graven on the throne ; 
 Thy home is in the world of glory, 
 Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 
 
 4 Cheer up ! cheer up ! the light breaks o'er thee. 
 Bright as the summer's noontide ray ; 
 
 The starry crown in realms of glory ; 
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 Cho. — Away ! away! leave all for glory, 
 
 Thy name is graven on the throne ; 
 Thy home is in the world of glory, 
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 Death in vain forbids his rise, 
 Christ hath opened paradise. 
 
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 Following our exalted Head : 
 Made like him, like him we rise, 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies ! 
 
 Hark ! the song of jubilee. 
 
 1 Hark! the song of jubilee, 
 
 Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 When it breaks upon the shore ! 
 
 2 See, Jehovah's banner furled ; 
 
 Sheathed his sword : — lie speaks — 'tis done. 
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 Are the kingdom of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 
 With supreme, unbounded sway; 
 He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
 Yonder heavens have passed away. 
 
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 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
 5 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, 
 
 From the depths unto the skies, 
 Wakes, above, beneath, around, 
 All creation's harmonies. 
 
 The Lord Jesus shall be revealed from heaven. 
 
 1 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy, 
 
 Bursting forth from yonder cloud ! 
 Jesus comes, and through the sky 
 Angels tell their joy aloud ! 
 
 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice 
 
 Sounds abroad, through sea and land ; 
 Let his people now rejoice ! 
 Their redemption is at hand. 
 
 3 See ! the Lord appears in view ; 
 
 Heaven and earth before him fly ! 
 Rise, ye saints, he comes for you — 
 Rise to meet him in the sky. 
 
 Children's praise to the Trinity. 
 
 1 Glory to the Father give, 
 
 God in whom we move and live ! 
 Children's prayers he deigns to hear ; 
 Children's songs delight his ear. 
 
 2 Glory to the Son we bring, 
 
 Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King ! 
 Children ! raise your sweetest strain 
 To the Lamb, for he was slain. 
 
 3 Glory to the Holy Ghost ! 
 Be this day a Pentecost ; 
 Children's minds may he inspire, — 
 Touch their tongues with holy fire. 
 
 4 Glory in the highest be 
 To the blessed Trinity ! 
 For the gospel from above, 
 
 For the word that " God is love." 
 
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 Though I perceive him not : 
 The Lord is ever near to me, 
 Though I perceive him not. 
 
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 Knowing as I am known, 
 
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 Cho. — With the Lord, with the Lord, 
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 Hid from mortal sense or seeing 
 
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 Not the love that dies like roses, 
 
 "When the frost-fire scathes the sod, 
 But the eternal rest that closes 
 
 Round the soul that dwells in God. 
 
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 Never tear or sorrow came, 
 Oh ! it is the new creation, 
 
 God its light, his love its flame. 
 Up, O soul ! and dwell forever, 
 
 On this hidden, glorious shore ; 
 Chilled by cloud-shade never, never, 
 
 Up and dwell forevermore. 
 
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 1 Teach me, Jesus, how to love Thee, 
 
 Draw my heart unto Thee nigh. 
 Make me worthy of that mercy, 
 
 Which for me caused Thee to die ; 
 Teach me how to shun temptation 
 
 And o'er sin my spirit raise, 
 And, oh ! aid my soul in yielding 
 
 To Thy goodness ceaseless praise. 
 
 2 Teach me, Jesus, how to love Thee, 
 
 When my heart is filled with grief, 
 And from dreaded trouble's power 
 Give my soul some sweot relief; 
 
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 A whole eternity of love, 
 
 Formed for the good alone ; 
 And faith beholds the dying here 
 Translated to that happier sphero. 
 
 4 Thus star by star declines, 
 
 Till all are passed away, 
 As morning high and higher shines 
 
 To pure and perfect day : 
 Nor sink those stars in empty night — 
 They hide themselves in heaven's own light. 
 
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 GO WATCH AND PRAY. 
 
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 Thou aged man, life's wintry storm 
 
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 With trembling limbs, and wasting form, 
 
 Thou art bending o'er thy tomb ;. 
 And can vain hope lead thee astray? 
 Go, weary pilgrim, watch and pray. 
 Ambition, stop thy panting breath ; 
 
 Pride, sink thy lifted eye ! 
 Behold the caverns, dark with death, 
 
 Before you, open lie : 
 The heavenly warning now obey ; 
 Ye sons of pride, go watch and pray. 
 
IIS LIFT ME HIGHER. 
 
 Words by S. V. R. Ford. 
 Lift mk Highkr. — A girl thirteen years old was dying. Lifting her eyes toward the ceil- 
 ing, she said softly, " Lift me higher! lift me higher!" Her parents raised her up with pil- 
 lows, but she faintly said, '' No, not that ! but there!" again looking earnestly toward heaven, 
 whither her happy soul flew a few moments later. On her grave, these words are carved : 
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 Rest my faith in Christ, my Saviour, 
 
 My Redeemer crucified. Cho. 
 
 " Lift me higher ! lift me higher!" 
 In affliction's darkest hour 
 
 Let my faith surmount the trial 
 In the strength of Jesus' power. 
 
 " Lift me higherJ lift me higher !" 
 
 Till by faith the land I see 
 Where the ransomed from affliction, 
 
 Grief, and pain are ever free. Cho. 
 
 4 When death's shadows gather round me, 
 
 Plume my spirit for its flight 
 To the land that knows no sorrow, 
 
 Neither pain, nor death, nor night. 
 " Lift me higher !" higher ! highkr ! 
 
 Till my spirit ends its flight 
 Far beyond this world of darkness 
 
 In the realms of endless li<*ht. Cho. 
 
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 From his love my soul to sever, 
 Tesus is my strength for ever : — 
 
 Weep not for me ! 
 
 8 When the clay my form shall cover, 
 
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 Th«n my trials shall be over, 
 
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 Safe from every vile temptation, 
 Safe from sin and tribulation, 
 With the saints I'll shout salvation — 
 
 Weep not for me ! 
 
 4 In those hours you feel most lonely, 
 
 Weep not for me ; 
 Think not of the dark grave only, 
 
 Weep not for me ; 
 Far away my happy spirit. 
 Shall the joys of heaven inherit, 
 Purchased by a Saviour's merit — 
 
 Weep not for me ! 
 
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 Weep not for me ; 
 When with grief your breast is swelling, 
 
 Weep not for me ; 
 Let the thought of one day meeting, 
 Ail 3-our silent anguish sweeten, 
 View by faith our happy greeting — 
 
 Weep not for me ! 
 
 6 Brave the storm a little longer, 
 
 Weep not for me ; 
 Trials make the faith grow stronger, 
 
 Weep not for me ; 
 I shall on the shore be standing, 
 When your happy spirit's landing, 
 All is safe with Christ commanding — 
 
 Weep not for me ! 
 
 In Christ abiding. 
 
 1 Through the love of God our Saviour, 
 
 All will be well : 
 Free and changeless in his favor ; 
 
 All, all is well : 
 Precious is the blood that healed us ; 
 Perfect is the grace that sealed us ; 
 Strong the hand stretched out to shield us ; 
 
 All must be well. 
 
 2 Though we pass through tribulation, 
 
 All will be well ; 
 Ours is such a full salvation ; 
 
 All, all is well : 
 Happy, still in God confiding, 
 Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, 
 Holy, through the Spirit's guiding, 
 
 All must be well. 
 
 3 We expect a bright to-morrow ; 
 
 All will be well : 
 Faith can sing through days of sorrow, 
 
 All, all is well : 
 On our Father's love relying, 
 Jesus every need supplying, 
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 5 Ah ! the world will soon forget me 
 
 When I die ! when I die ! 
 But the heavenly host will greet me, 
 Loved ones, dear ones, always near me, 
 
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 We have no time to sport a- | way the | hours, || 
 
 All must be earnest in a world like ours. 
 
 2 Not many lives, but only one have we, one, | only | one ! || 
 
 How sacred should that one life ever be — That | narrow | span ! II 
 Day after day filled up with | blessed | toil,|| 
 Hour after hour still bringing in new spoil. || 
 
 3 Our being is no shadow of thin air, no | vacant | dream, || 
 No fable of the things that never were, but | only | seem.|| 
 'Tis full of meaning as of | myste- | ry,|| 
 
 Though strange and solemn may that meaning be. |[ 
 
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 No cloud that flits along the sky of light on | summer | gale.[| 
 They are the true reali- | ties of | earth, || 
 
 Friends and companions even from our birth. || 
 
 5 life below ! how brief, and poor, and sad ! One I heavy | sigh.|| 
 life above ! how long, how fair and glad! One | endless j joy.j| 
 Oh ! to be done with | dying | here ;|| 
 
 Oh ! to begin the living in your sphere !|| 
 
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 O day of Christ, how bright ! sky and earth, made | fair and | ne 
 Come better Eden, with thy | fresher | green ;|j 
 
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 O'er the rough road and up the | steep hill- | side ;|| 
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 Thy pastures green, where | peaceful | waters | glide. |[ 
 
 2 My garments, travel-worn and | stained with | dust,|| 
 
 Oft rent by briers and thorns that | crowd my | way,|| 
 Would fain be made, O Lord, my | righteous- | ness !|| 
 Spotless and white in | heaven's un- | clouded | ray.|| 
 
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 Impiety, and scorn up- | on the | earth ;|| 
 city of our God ! with- | in thy | walls || 
 
 All — all are clothed a- | gain with | thy new | birth. || 
 
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 Sinning, repenting, sinning | still a- | gain ;|| 
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 And find, dear Saviour, | it i6 | free from f stain ?[| 
 
 5 Patience, poor soul ! the Saviour's | feet were | worn ;|| 
 
 The Saviour's heart and hands were | weary | too ;|| 
 His garments stained, and travel- | worn, and | old;|| 
 His vision blinded | with a | pitying | dew. || 
 
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 Toil on, and wait in patience | for thy | rest ;|| 
 city of our God ! we | soon shall | see || 
 
 Thy glorious walls, — home | of the | loved and j blest.J| 
 
HERE IS MY HEART. Chant. 
 
 
 
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 " Not to tiie world, my child, hut unto me " — I | heard, and | will o- | hey.|| 
 Here is love's offering to my king, which in glad sacri- | fice I | bring — 1| 
 Here is my -heart! Here is my heart! 
 
 2 Here is my heart — my heart so sad before, now by thy | grace made | meet ;|| 
 Yet bruised and wearied, it can only pour its | anguish | at thy | feet ;|| 
 
 It groans beneath the weight of sin, it sighs salvation's | joy to | win — 1| 
 My mourning heart. 
 
 3 Here is my heart — in Christ its longings end, near to the | cross it | draws — 1| 
 It says, "Thou art my portion, my Friend ! thy | blood my | ransom | was, 
 And in the Saviour it has found what blessedness and | peace a- | bound — 1 1 
 
 My trusting heart. 
 
 4 Here is my heart — ah! Holy Spirit, come, its nature | to re- | new,|| 
 And consecrate it wholly as thy home, a | temple j fair and | true.|| 
 
 Teach it to love and serve thee more, to fear thee, trust thee, | and a- | dore — | 
 My cleansed heart ! 
 
 5 Here is my heart — Friend of friends, be near to make the | tempter | fly ;|| 
 And when my latest foe I wait with fear, give | me the | victory. || 
 
 Gladly on thy^ove reposing, let me say, when | life is | closing,] | 
 " Here is my heart!" 
 
HEAVEN AWAITS THEE. Chant. 
 
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 And trembling [ bow be- | fore the | great white | throne. 
 
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 And fills the spirit with a [ great de- | light ; 
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 Our sun a | darkness, | and our | day a | night. 
 
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 Shall beat forever with a | love di- | vine ; 
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INDEX. 
 
 A beautiful land by faith I see. 61 
 
 A d ream of heaven 58 
 
 A sure and quiet rest 47 
 
 Alas and did my Saviour bleed 40 
 
 All hail the power 3 
 
 Angels singing 82 
 
 Angels visits 94 
 
 Beautiful city . . 56 
 
 Beautiful cross 42 
 
 Behold the glories of the Lamb 4 
 
 Blessedness of trust iu Christ. . 44 
 
 Breaking moru , 80 
 
 Bright beams 74 
 
 Children's praise to the Trinity 87 
 
 Chime on 8 
 
 Christ within 23 
 
 Christmas hymn 7 
 
 Come to Jesus 34 
 
 Conquer and rest 90 
 
 Dare to be right 20 
 
 Day of triumph 72 
 
 Dear Sabbath School 12 
 
 Delightful morn 6 
 
 Faint not, droop not 100 
 
 Festal day 84 
 
 Finish thy work 69 
 
 Follow Jesus 32 
 
 Forever with the Lord........ 8S 
 
 Forsake me not 45 
 
 Fount of every blessing 18 
 
 Friend alter friend departs ... . 110 
 
 Gentle words 2-1 
 
 Glory to God that grace is free. 4:i 
 
 God is near thee 17 
 
 Go watch and pray Ill 
 
 Gospel banner .... 75 
 
 Hark the song of jubilee 87 
 
 Heaven awaits thee 12 i 
 
 Here is my heart 120 
 
 Hosanna to his name 75 
 
 How sweet the name 38 
 
 I'll never forsake thee 28 
 
 I look for stormy days 98 
 
 In Christ abiding 115 
 
 It is not death to die 105 
 
 Jesus hath come 37 
 
 Jesus loves nje 35 
 
 Joys of heaven 51 
 
 Juilea's plains 76 
 
 Kindly and graciously 36 
 
 Lambs of the Saviour 10 
 
 Land of rest 55 
 
 Lead us on 25 
 
 Let it pass 22 
 
 Let worldly minds 19 
 
 Life's stormy doom 97 
 
 Lift me higher . 312 
 
 l.o ik to Jesus 25 
 
 Morning light 79 
 
 My feet are worn and weary. . . 119 
 
 Nearer my home 68 
 
 Nothing hut leaves 70 
 
 (l had I fleet wings 96 
 
 O Lamb of God ■ 41 
 
 l) let not your hearts 108 
 
 Oh '. boundless grace 39 
 
 Our glorious flag 60 
 
 Our happy Jiome 53 
 
 • 'ur native land 83 
 
 Over the river 65 
 
 1'alms of glory 102 
 
 I 'art ing hymn 71 
 
 Pilgrim hand . 
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 54 
 
 of the blest 61 
 
 Ke leeming story . 
 Resting at home. 
 Kick of age 
 
 Saubathdpy 14 
 
 Sabbath song 7 
 
 Sacred page 15 
 
 Sacred voice 93 
 
 Saviour Divine 45 
 
 Saviour I come . . 92 
 
 Shall we meet no more to part 48 
 Shall we meet you all there .... 64 
 
 Speak of Jesus 43 
 
 Spirit voices 16 
 
 Suffer the little children 124 
 
 Support in Christ 73 
 
 Teach me Jesus 91 
 
 Tell me sweet angels 43 
 
 Tell thy Saviour 26 
 
 The battle won ". 86 
 
 The Christian's guide 52 
 
 The crystal sea 104 
 
 The heavenly theme 73 
 
 The lonelv traveler 67 
 
 The Lord'jeMis shall be 87 
 
 The shining way 66 
 
 The Spirit and the Bride 122 
 
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 There yet is room 50 
 
 '1 his lonely shore 46 
 
 Thou art worthy 5 
 
 'Tis not for man to trifle 118 
 
 Trust in Jesus 30 
 
 Voice of singing 75 
 
 We come news 78 
 
 We shall sleep 106 
 
 Weep not for me 114 
 
 What must it l>e to be there.. 63 
 When friends hive thither gone 19 
 
 When I lie 116 
 
 Wouhlst thou reach 91 
 
 Yes my native laud 13 
 
TESTIMONIALS OF SABBATH SCHOOL BELLS, NQS. t & Z. 
 
 Sabbath School Bell No. 2.— It is a compila- 
 tion of beautiful melodies, mostly original, and 
 especially adapted to juvenile capacities and tastes. 
 In the one hundred and ninety-two pages of this 
 choice little work, will be found many pretty gems 
 of poetry and music, admirably fitted to accompa- 
 ny the exercises of a Sabbath school, or to furnish 
 rational and elevating amusement to the young. 
 Children should be taught to love music, noc or.ly 
 because it is a pleasure and a pastime, but equally 
 because its pursuit always tends to purify.taste 
 and elevate character. We see no reason why this 
 volume of the Bell should not be quite as popular 
 as the excellent one by which it was preceded. — 
 Troy Daily Times. 
 
 Sabbath School Bell No. 2. — Horace Waters, 481 
 Broadway, has issued this admirable collection of 
 Sunday school music, as a companion to Bell No. 
 1. He received orders for about twenty-eight 
 thousand copies in advance of its publication — an 
 appreciation sufficiently indicative of its future 
 popularity. The hymns in this collection are of 
 tlie very best kind for Sabbath schools, and to 
 them some of the most exquisite airs have been 
 adapted by various composers. — Christian Intelli- 
 gencer, x. i'. 
 
 Sabbath School Bell, No. 2. — We have received 
 from Mr. Horace Waters a copy of the second 
 series of the Sabbath School Bell. The unprece- 
 dented sale of the first volume, amounting to 400, 
 000 copies, has encouraged the publisher to issue a 
 second number, which embraces one hundred and 
 ninety-two pages of original h3'mns and music. 
 These songs and tunes are admirably adapleu to 
 Sunday schools, concerts, festivals, temperance, 
 and other meetings. The book is a gem in its way 
 - ^much of the poetry is of a high order of merit, 
 and the music has vitality. — iV. 1". Chronicle. 
 
 The Sabbath School Beli ; No. 2. — Horace Waters, 
 
 481 Broadway, New York, has issued a superior 
 
 collection of choice tunes, adapted for Sunday 
 
 f chools, anniversaries, &c- This volume is entirely 
 
 distinct from its predecessor, Bell No. 1, and the 
 music is equally as well, if not better, adapted to 
 the purpose. The unprecedented popularity of 
 Bell No. 1, 400,000 copies having been sold within 
 two years after its first publication, and the urgent 
 solicitation of pastors and teachers, have been the 
 inducements for the preparation of the present 
 volume. The first edition was not Jess than. 50,000 
 copies. The work contains 192 pages of music, and 
 it is sold at the low price of 825 per hundred. — Ncw- 
 ark Daily Mercury. 
 
 Sabbath School Bell, No. 2. — It is not many years 
 since it was discovered that childhood needed a 
 literature ; and the first attempt has grown to a 
 mighty agency. America has some of the best 
 writers for childhood — men, too, who fill credita- 
 bly the higher walks of literature, as witness the 
 Abbots, Hawthorne, Mayne Reid, G-oodrieh, Mrs. 
 Sigourney, and others. Even Char;es Dickens has 
 written a Child's History of England, and he is 
 only one of a host who devote much of their genius 
 to the little ones. 
 
 Within a year or two, a new field has been open- 
 ed, mainly through the endeavors of Horace 
 Waters, of New York — a Sabbath school musical 
 literature. The first fruits of his exertions was 
 the Sabbath School Bell, No. 1. The popularity of 
 this has induced him to prepare another, which is 
 now before us — No. 2. It consists of 192 pages of 
 songs for Sunday. Of course it is not all original 
 
 i music. Old ballads are revived, dressed up to suit 
 
 ! the prattling tongues of the children with bran- 
 
 I new 7 words composed. 
 
 The instruction of children in Sabbath school . 
 recessarily depends on the attractiveness lA the 
 school, and this book will prove a valuable suxili 
 
 I ary in wedding their little hearts to the sanctuary. 
 sSl the Second Presbyterian Sunday sehcol, sacred 
 ju > r enile music is a recognised feature ; :t nas its 
 appropriate hour and teacher, and the result is, 
 not only fine child singing, but a large and prosper- 
 ous school. Every superintendent should order 
 this help— Daily Gazette, flashville, Ter.n, 
 
HORACE WATERS' UREAT MUSICAL ESTABLISHMENT, 
 
 No. 481 Broadway, New York. 
 
 The Ilorace Waters' Grand, Square ami Upright Pianoa, Melodeons, Harmoniums and kalian Organs, are 
 known as rirst class Instruments, warranted for live years. Prices reasonable, wholesale and lvtuil. Also Cab- 
 inet Organs, Second Hand Pianos and Melodeons at bargains. Trices from $50 to $22o. Pianoa and Ueli 
 to let. Monthly payments received tor the same One of the largest Stocks of SHEET MUSIC in the U. 8. • 
 MUSIC BOOKS and all kinds of MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS, and Music Merchandise at the lowest rates. 
 Music, a little soiled, at one and a half cents per page. Musle mailed free. Select Catalogues of .New Music 
 mailed to any address 
 
 Waters' New and Improved Scale Piano Fortes. 
 
 The Ilorace Waters' over strung I'ianos with a new improved sc.de and iron frame, are unsurpassed by any 
 instruments in the market, and for power, brilliancy and richness of tone, elasticity of touch, and beauty of finish, 
 cannot be excelled They ate remarkable for a tine singing quality in toe middle tones, and an astonishing pro- 
 longation of sound, without becoming confused. Hundreds of testimonials can be shown from people all over 
 the land, who have given these instruments a fair trial, expressing 'lie greatest sati faction, besides a long list 
 of names of the leading musicians, showlng?their good opinion of the I'ianos after examination. The Horace 
 Water.-' Harmoniums. Organs and Melodeons, with the new treble forte stop, and tuned in the equal tempera- 
 ment, are superior instrument*, and second to none manufactured. The above instruments will be furnished at 
 a lower cost than any other first-class manufacture. Schedule of Prices and description of Instruments fur- 
 nished to any address. 
 
 Testimonials of tile Horace Waters' Pianos and Meloileons. 
 
 The Tloraec Waters' Pianos are known as among the 
 very best. We are enabled to speak of these instru- 
 ments with confidence, from pergonal knowledge.— A*. 
 Y. Evange ist. 
 
 We can speak of the merits of the ITorace Waters' 
 Pianos from personal knowledge, as being of the very 
 best quattty.-rChristian hitelliger, 
 
 The Horace Waters' I'ianos are built of the best and 
 most thoroughly seasoned material —Advocate $ Jour. 
 
 Waters' Pianos and Melodeons challenge comparison 
 ■with the finest made anywhere in the couniry. — Home 
 Jumna/. 
 
 Ilorace Waters' Piano Fortes are of ful 1 , rich and 
 even tone, and powerful.— New York Musical Review. 
 
 Our friends will find at Mr. Waters' store the very 
 best assortment of Music and of I'ianos to be found in 
 the United Stales —Graham's Magazine. 
 
 The Ilorace Waters' Pianos are of superior tone and 
 finish— New York Christian Enquirer. 
 
 Horace Wa.tkrs, Esq.— Dear Sir— The Piano you 
 sent me is alloiml to be the best Piano in this Tarn, and 
 there are several of Chickeiing's and Cfnddurt'x here, 
 Chas. Kwk* Perth, Canada West. 
 
 This is to certify that I have had one of the Ilorace 
 Water-' Pianos' about four years, which has proved to 
 be an excellent instrument, and grows letter with use: 
 .1. C. Wickkr, Yonkers, A" Y. 
 
 John Hewett, of Carthage, X. Y , writes a- li 
 " A' friend of mine wishes me to purchase a Piano for 
 her. She likes the one you sold me in December, 18jtj 
 My Piano is popular in this place." 
 
 \Ve have two of Waters' I'ianos in our Seminary, 
 which have been severely tested for three \ ears, and 
 we can testify to their good ou.ility and durability. 
 Wood fc GrkGORT, Mount Carroll, III. 
 
 Having used one of your Piano Fortes for two years 
 past I have found it a very superior instrument. 
 Ai.onzu Gray, Principal Brooklyn Heights Seminary. 
 
 HORACE WATERS, 481 Broadway, N. Y.