FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
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 AS USED BY THEM IN 
 
 GOSPEL MEETINGS. 
 
 PUBLISHED BY 
 
 Biglow & Main, 
 
 76 East Ninth Street, New York. 
 gi Washington Street, Chicago. 
 
 John Church & Co. 
 
 66 West Fourth Street, Cincinnati. 
 Root & Son's Music Co., Chicago. 
 
 May be ordered, of Booksellers and Music Dealers. 
 
[Copyright 1876, by Biglow & Main, and John Church & Co.] 
 
 PREFACE 
 
 Realizing the need of new Hymns and Sacred Songs 
 in the meetings conducted by Messrs. Moody, Whittle 
 and others, we have compiled this volume under the title 
 of "Gospel Hymns, No. 2." It will be found to contain 
 a large number of new gospel songs, never before pub- 
 lished, together with many of the most useful and popular 
 Hymns of the day, both new and old. 
 
 Gratefully recognizing the fact, that in these " times 
 of 1 efreshing," the blessing of God has accompanied the 
 singing of His truth, we are encouraged to send forth 
 this additional volume of "Gospel Hymns," with the 
 prayer that they may be blessed to all who sing them, 
 and that through this instrumentality, many may be led 
 to " The Lamb of God which taketh away the sin of the 
 world," and by and by be permitted to join a nobler and 
 better song, "The Song of Moses and the Lamb." 
 
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 82T No one will be allowed to print or publish any of the Copyrighted Hymns 
 or Tunes contained in this Book, without the written permission of the Publishers. 
 
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Gospel Hymns. 
 
 nsro. 2. 
 
 No. 1. 
 
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 7 All heaven is there, all joy ! Go in, go in; 
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 8 Louder and sweeter, sounds the loving call: 
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 9 Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom: 
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 In Jesus Christ, Thy saving Son, 
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 The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood; 
 
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 Is not forsaken by His God. 
 
 4 'Tis midnight; and, from ether-plains 
 Is born the song that angels know; 
 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 
 
 No. 100. 
 
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 1 Just as I am, without one plea, 
 But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that Thou bidd'st me«come to Thee, 
 
 O Lamb of God ! I come, I come ! 
 
 2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot, 
 To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each 
 O Lamb of God ! I come, I come ! 
 
 3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 Fightings and fears within, without, 
 
 O Lamb of God ! I come, I come ! 
 
 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, 
 Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
 Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, 
 
 Lamb of God ! I come, I come ! 
 
 5 Just as I am ; Thou wilt receive, 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; 
 Because Thy promise I believe, 
 O Lamb of God ! I come, I come ! 
 
 Charlotte Elliott, 1836. 
 
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 On Thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 Cho.— Happy day, happy day, 
 
 When Jesus washed my sins away: 
 He taught me how to watch and pray, 
 And live rejoicing every day; 
 Happy day, happy day, 
 When Jesus washed my sins away. 
 
 2 'Tis done, the great transaction's done — 
 I am my Lord's, and He is mine; 
 
 He drew me, and I followed on, 
 
 Charmed to confess the voice divine. 
 
 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart: 
 Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; 
 
 Nor ever from thy Lord depart, 
 With Him of every good possessed. 
 
 4 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
 That vow renewed, shall daily hear, 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
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 3 Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares, 
 
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 'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 
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 A life of joy and peace. 
 
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 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 
 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins, 
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood 
 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 Kef. — Lose all their guilty stains, 
 Lose all their guilty stains; 
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day; 
 And there may I, though vile as he, 
 "Wash all my sins away. — Wash all, &c. 
 
 3 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
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 "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, and 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 thirst was quench'd, my soul revived, 
 And now I live in Him. 
 
 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 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. 
 
 Hobatius Bonak, D. D.. 1857. 
 
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 To her my cares and toils be given, 
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 Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 5 Sure as Thy truth shall last, 
 To Zion shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield, 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
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 No God regarjl your bitter prayer, 
 No Saviour call you to the skies. 
 
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 How sweet the Gospel's charming sound ! 
 
 Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God is found. 
 
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 .. * Come, Thou Fount of ev - ery blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; 
 \ Streams of mer - cy nev-er ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise; 
 D.C. Praise the mount — Tm fixed upon it! Mount of Thy re - deeming love. 
 
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 Here I'll raise my Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by Thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope by Thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wandering from the fold of God; 
 He to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interposed His precious blood. 
 
 3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor, 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let Thy goodness as a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wandering heart to Thee ; 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it- 
 Prone to leave the God I love — 
 Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it, 
 Seal it for Thy courts above. 
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No 111 Tune— G - H - & s - s - No - 1 > p- 8 5- 
 
 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee; 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From Thy riven side which flowed: 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 
 Save me from its guilt and power. 
 
 2 Not the labor of my hands 
 Can fulfil Thy laws demands; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears forever flow, 
 All for sin could not atone; 
 Thou must save and Thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling; 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress, 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace; 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly, 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When mine eyes shall close in death, 
 When I soar to worlds unknown, 
 See Thee on Thy judgment throne, — 
 Rock of Ages cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. 
 
 Eev. A. M. Toplady, 1776. 
 
 Nft 11? Tune — work for the night. 
 
 1 Work, for the night is coming; 
 
 Work through the morning hours; 
 Work, while the dew is sparkling ; 
 
 Work, 'mid springing flowers; 
 Work, when the day grows brighter. 
 
 Work, in the glowing sun; 
 Work, for the night is coming, 
 
 When man's work is done. 
 
 2 Work, for the night is coming; 
 
 Work through the sunny noon; 
 Fill brightest hours with labor; 
 
 Rest comes sure and soon. 
 Give every flying minute 
 
 Something to keep in store; 
 Work, for the night is coming, 
 
 When man works no more. 
 
 3 Work, for the night is coming, 
 
 Under the sunset skies; 
 While their bright tints are glowing, 
 
 Work, for daylight flies, 
 Work, till the last beam fadeth, 
 
 Fadeth to shine no more: 
 Work, while the night is dark'ning, 
 When man's work is o'er. 
 
 Ait. from Eev. S. Dyer, 1854, 
 by Annie L. Walker, 1860. 
 
 NO. 113. Tune - G -£- & S. S./No. 1, p. 74 . 
 
 1 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 
 
 prayer ! 
 That calls me from a world of care, 
 And bids me at my Father's throne 
 Make all my wants and wishes known: 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 My soul has often found relief, 
 | ] : And oft escaped the tempter's snare 
 By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. :|| 
 
 2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 
 
 prayer ! 
 Thy wings shall my petition bear 
 To Him whose truth and faithfulness 
 Engage the waiting soul to bless. 
 And since He bids me seek His face, 
 Believe His word, and trust His grace, 
 ||:I'll cast on Him my every care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer ! : | J 
 
 4 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 
 prayer ! 
 May I thy consolation share; 
 Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
 I view my home and take my flight; 
 This robe of flesh I '11 drop, and rise 
 To seize the everlasting prize; 
 
 ||:And shout, while passing thro' the air, 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. :| I 
 Eev. W. W. Walfoku, 1846. 
 
 No.H4. Tune 
 
 1, P- 5- 
 
 H. & S. S., No. 
 Key Afe. 
 
 1 I need Thee every hour, 
 
 Most gracious Lord : 
 No tender voice like Thine, 
 Can peace afford. 
 Ref.— I need Thee, oh ! I need Thee, 
 Every hour I nte.l Taee; 
 O bless me now. my Saviour ! 
 I come to Thee. 
 
 2 I need Thee every hour ; 
 
 Stay Thou near by; 
 Temptations lose their power 
 When Thou art nigh. 
 
 3 I need Thee every hour, 
 
 In joy or pain; 
 Come quickly and abide, 
 Or life is vain. 
 
 4 I need Thee every hour: 
 
 Teach me Thy will; 
 And Thy rich promises 
 In me fulfil. 
 
 5 I need Thee every hour, 
 
 Most Holy One; 
 Oh, make me Thine indeed, 
 Thou blessed Son. 
 
 Mrs. Annie S. Hawks, 1872. 
 
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No 115 Tune—G - H - & s - s - N °- l i p- io - 
 
 1 What means this eager, anxious throng, 
 Which moves with busy haste along — 
 These wondrous gatherings day by day ? 
 What means this strange commotion, 
 
 pray? 
 ||:In accents hush'd the throng reply: 
 " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.":|| 
 
 2 Who is this Jesus ? why should He 
 The city move so mightily ? 
 
 A passing stranger, has He skill 
 To move the multitude at will ? 
 [j: Again the stirring tones reply: 
 "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.":|| 
 
 3 Jesus, 'tis He who once below 
 
 Man's pathway trod, 'mid pain and woe; 
 And burdened ones, where'er He came, 
 Brought outtheir sick, and deaf, and lame, 
 ||:The blind rejoiced to hear the cry: 
 ' ' Jesus of Nazareth passeth by. " : 1 1 
 
 4 Again He comes! from place to place 
 His holy footprints we can trace. 
 
 He pauseth at our threshold — nay, 
 He enters — condescends to stay. 
 1 1: Shall we not gladly raise the cry — 
 "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.":|| 
 
 5 Ho! all ye heavy-laden come: 
 
 Here's pardon, comfort, rest, and home. 
 Ye wanderers from a Father's face, 
 Keturn, accept His proffered- grace. 
 | j: Ye tempted ones, there's refuge nigh: 
 "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.":|| 
 
 6 But if you still this call refuse, 
 And all His wondrous love abuse, 
 Soon will He sadly from you turn, 
 Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn. 
 
 II:" Too late! too late! " will be the cry — 
 "Jesus of Nazareth has passed by.":\\ 
 Miss Emma Campbell, 1864. 
 
 No. 116. Tu " c - G k? y | l! SSNol ' p - 18 - 
 
 1 Free from the law, oh, happy condition, 
 Jesus hath bled, and there is remission; 
 Curs'd by the law and bruised by the fall, 
 Grace hath redeemed us once for all. 
 
 Cho.— 
 
 Once for all, oh, sinner receive it, 
 Once for all, oh, brother believe it; 
 Cling to the Cross, the burden will fall, 
 Christ hath redeemed us once for all. 
 
 2 Now are we free — there's no condemna- 
 Jesus provides a perfect salvation; [tion, 
 "Come unto Me," oh,hear His sweet call, 
 Come, and He saves us once for all. 
 
 3 " Children of God," oh, glorious calling, 
 Surely His grace will keep us from falling: 
 Passing from death to life at His call, 
 Blessed salvation once for all. 
 
 P. P. Bliss. 
 
 No 117 Tune ~ G - H - & , s - s - No - *• p 4 6 - 
 
 1 Jesus, keep me near the Cross, 
 
 There a precious fountain 
 Free to all — a healing stream, 
 Flows from Calvary's mountain. 
 Cho. — In the Cross, in the Cross, 
 Be my glory ever; 
 Till my raptured soul shall find 
 Rest beyond the river. 
 
 2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul, 
 
 Love and mercy found me; 
 There the bright and morning star 
 Shed its beams around me. 
 
 3 Near the Cross! O Lamb of God, 
 
 Bring its scenes before me; 
 
 Help me walk from day to day, 
 
 With its shadows o'er me. 
 
 4 Near the Cross I'll watch and wait, 
 
 Hoping, trusting ever, 
 Till I reach the golden strand, 
 Just beyond the river. 
 
 Fanny J. Crosby, Feb. 1868. 
 
 No 118 Tune — G - H - & s - s - No - *■ P- 9°- 
 
 1 Oh, think of the home over there, 
 
 By the side of the river of light, 
 Where the saints all immortal and fair, 
 Are robed in their garments of white. 
 
 Bef. — Over there, over there, 
 
 Oh,thinkofthehomeover there. 
 
 2 Oh, think of the friends over there, 
 
 Who before us the journey have trod, 
 Of the songs that they breathe on the air, 
 In their home in the palace of God. 
 
 Bef. — Over there, over there, 
 
 Oh, think of the friends over there. 
 
 3 My Saviour is now over there, [rest, 
 
 There my kindred and friends are at 
 Then away from my sorrow and care, 
 Let me fly to the land of the blest. 
 Bef. — Over there, over there, 
 
 My Saviour is now over there. 
 
 4 I'll soon be at home over there, 
 
 For the end of my journey I see; 
 Many dear to my heart, over there, 
 Are watching and waiting for me. 
 Bef. — Over there, over there, 
 
 I'll soon be at home over there. 
 Rev. D. W. C. Huntington, 1868. 
 
 NO. 119. TUne "lc P e R y A D R - ^ 
 
 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer, 
 He Himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee, nay. 
 
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2 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring, 
 For His grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3 With my burden I begin, 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let Thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast, 
 
 There Thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 Rev. John Newton, 1779. 
 
 No. 120. Tune K^ OCH - 
 
 1 Joy to the world, the Lord is come ! 
 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let every heart prepare Him room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns, 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
 Eepeat the sounding joy. [plains, 
 
 3 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of His righteousness, 
 And wonders of His love. 
 
 Eev. Isaac "Watts, 1719. 
 
 No. 121 
 
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 Key E. 
 
 1 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 To its glories I fain would fly, — 
 
 When by sorrows^pressed down, I long for 
 a crown, 
 In that beautiful land on high. 
 Cho. — In that beautiful land I'll be, 
 
 From earth and its cares set free; 
 My Jesus is there, He's gone to prepare 
 A place in that land for me. 
 
 2 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 I shall enter it by and by ; 
 
 There, with friends, hand in hand, I shall 
 walk on the strand, 
 In that beautiful land on high. Cho. 
 
 3 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 Then why should I fear to die, 
 
 When death is the way to the realms of day, 
 In that beautiful land on high. Cho. 
 
 4 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 And my kindred its bliss enjoy ; 
 
 Methinks I now see how they're waiting 
 for me, 
 In that beautiful land on high. Cho. 
 
 5 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 And though here I oft weep and sigh, 
 
 My Jesus hath said that no tears shall be 
 shed, 
 In that beautiful land on high. Cho. 
 
 6 There's a beautiful land on high, 
 
 Where we never shall say "good-bye !" 
 When over the river we're happy forever, 
 In that beautiful land on high. ( %o. 
 James Nicholson, 1856. 
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 Nn 199 Tune— G. H. <fc S. S., No.l, p. 87. 
 11 U. ILL. Key B|j. 
 
 1 Yield not to temptation, 
 
 For yielding is sin, 
 Each victory will help you 
 
 Some other to win ; 
 Fight manfully onward, 
 Dark passions subdue, 
 Look ever to Jesus, 
 
 He'll carry you through. 
 Cho. — Ask the Saviour to help you, 
 
 Comfort, strengthen, and keep 
 He is willing to aid you, [you; 
 He will carry you through. 
 
 2 Shun evil companions, 
 
 Bad language disdain, 
 God's name hold in rev'rence, 
 
 Nor take it in vain ; 
 Be thoughtful and earnest, 
 
 Kind-hearted and true, 
 Look over to Jesus, 
 
 He'll carry you through. Cho. 
 
 3 To him that o'ercometh 
 
 God giveth a crown. 
 Through faith we shall conquer, 
 
 Though often cast down ; 
 He who is our Saviour, 
 
 Our strength will renew, 
 Look ever to Jesus, 
 He'll carry you through. Cho. 
 
 H. E. Palmer, 1868. 
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 Nn 19*} Tune — G - H - & s - s -> No - h p- 94- 
 
 1 Nothing but leaves ! The spirit grieves 
 O'er years of wasted life ; 
 
 O'er sins indulged while conscience slept, 
 O'er vows and promises unkept, 
 
 And reap from years of strife — 
 Nothing but leaves ! nothing but leaves 
 
 2 Nothing but leaves! No gathered sheaves. 
 Of life's fair ripening grain : 
 
 We sow our seeds ; lo ! tares and weeds,— 
 Words, idle words, for earnest deeds- 
 Then reap, with toil and pain, 
 Nothing but leaves ! nothing but leaves ! 
 
 3 Nothing but leaves ! sad mem'ry weaves 
 No vail to hide the past : 
 
 And as we trace our weary way, 
 
 And count each lost and misspent day 
 
 We sadly find at last — 
 Nothing but leaves ! nothing but leaves ! 
 
 4 Ah, who shall thus the Master meet, 
 And bring but withered leaves ? 
 
 Ah. who shall at the Saviour's feet, 
 Before the awful judgment-seat 
 Lay down for golden sheaves, 
 Nothing but leaves ! nothing but leaves ! 
 L. E. A., alt. 
 
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No. 124. 
 
 Tune— shining shore. 
 KeyG. 
 
 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, 
 
 And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
 Would not detain them as they fly, 
 Those hours of toil and danger. 
 Cho. — For 0,we stand on Jordan's strand, 
 Our friends are passing over, 
 And just before, the shining shore 
 We may almost discover. 
 
 2 We'll gird our loins my brethren dear, 
 
 Our heavenly home discerning ; 
 
 Our absent Lord has left us word, 
 
 Let every lamp be burning. Cho. 
 
 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 
 
 We need not cease our singing ; 
 That perfect rest naught can molest, 
 Where golden harps are ringing. Cho. 
 
 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 
 
 Each chord on earth to sever; 
 Our King says Come, and there's our 
 Forever, forever. Cho. [home, 
 
 Rev. David Xelson, 1835. 
 
 No 125 Tune— G - H - & s - s -' No - 1 ' P- 86, 
 
 1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 
 
 Thou art scattering full and free — 
 Showers the thirsty land refreshing ; 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 Cho. — Even me, even me, 
 
 Let Thy blessing fall on me. 
 
 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father ! 
 
 Sinful though my heart may be ; 
 Thou might'st leave me, but the rather 
 Let Thy mercy fall on me. 
 
 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour ! 
 
 Let me love and cling to Thee ; 
 I am longing for Thy favor ; 
 
 Whilst Thou'rt calling, oh, call me. 
 
 4 Love of God, so pure and changeless ; 
 
 Blood of Christ, so rich and free ; 
 Grace of God, so strong and boundless ;- 
 Magnify them all in me. 
 
 5 Pass me not ! Thy lost one bringing, 
 
 Bind my heart, O Lord to Thee ; 
 While the"streams of life are springing 
 Blessing others, oh, bless me. 
 
 Mrs. Elizabeth Codxer, 1860. 
 
 No. 126. Tune - G - ^ y %% s - No - l ' p - 57 ' 
 
 1 O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy 
 Our load was laid on Thee ; [head ! 
 
 Thou stoodest in the sinner's stead, 
 Didst bear all ill for me. 
 
 A Victim led, Thy blood was shed ; 
 Now there's no load for me. 
 
 2 Death and the curse were in our cup — 
 
 O Christ, 'twas full for Thee ! 
 But Thou hast drained the last dark 
 
 'Tis empty now for me. [drop — 
 
 That bitter cup — love drank it up ; 
 
 Now blessings' draught for me. 
 
 3 Jehovah lifted up His rod — 
 
 O Christ it fell on Thee ! 
 Thou wast sore stricken of Thy God ; 
 
 There's not one stroke for me. 
 Thy tears, Thy blood beneath it flow'd; 
 
 Thy bruising healeth me. 
 
 i The tempest's awful voice was heard— 
 O Christ, it broke on Thee ! 
 
 Thy open bosom was my ward, 
 It braved the storm for me. 
 
 Thy form was scarr'd, Thy visage marr'd, 
 Now cloudless peace for me. 
 
 5 For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died, 
 And I have died in Thee ; 
 Thou'rt risen : my bands are all untied, 
 
 And now Thou liv'st in me. 
 When purified, made white, and tried, 
 Thy Glory then for me. 
 
 Mrs. Annie Ross Cousm. 
 
 No. 127. 8 if y & 
 
 1 We are waiting by the river, 
 We are watching on the shore, 
 
 Only waiting for the boatman, 
 Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 
 
 2 Though the mist hang o'er the river, 
 And its billows loudly roar, 
 
 Yet we hear the song of angels, 
 Wafted from the other shore. 
 
 3 And the bright celestial city, 
 
 We have caught such radiant gleams 
 Of its towers like dazzling sunlight, 
 With its sweet and peaceful streams. 
 
 4 He has called for many a loved one, 
 We have seen them leave our side ; 
 
 With our Saviour we shall meet them 
 When we too have crossed the tide. 
 
 5 When we've passed the vale of shadows, 
 With its dark and chilling tide, 
 
 In that bright and glorious city 
 We shall evermore abide. 
 
 Miss Mary P. Griffin, 
 
 No. 128. Tun€ 
 
 -G. H. k S. S., No.l, p. 26. 
 KeyG. 
 
 1 My God I have found 
 - The thrice blessed ground, 
 Where life, and where joy, and true com- 
 fort abound. 
 Cho. — Hallelujah ! Thine the glory ! 
 Hallelujah ! Amen ! 
 Hallelujah ! Thine the glory ! 
 Revive us again. 
 
 IO 8 
 
2 Tis found in the blood 
 Of Him who once stood 
 
 My refuge and safety, my surety with God. 
 
 3 He bore on the tree 
 The sentence for me, 
 
 And now both the surety and sinner are free. 
 
 4 And though here below 
 'Mid sorrow and woe, 
 
 My place is in heaven with Jesus I know. 
 
 5 And this I shall find, 
 For such is His mind, 
 
 ' ■ He' 11 not be in glory and leave me behind. ' ' 
 Rev. Charles Wesley. 
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 No 129 Tune— G - H - & s - s - No - *• P- 26 - 
 
 1 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 The Redeemer has come ! [tomb. 
 Go look on His cradle, His cross and His 
 Cho. — Sound His praises, tell the Story 
 Of Him who was slain; 
 Sound His praises, tell with glad- 
 He liveth again. [ness, 
 
 2 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 It is sunshine at last ! [past. 
 
 The clouds have departed, the shadows are 
 
 3 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 For the blood hath been shed; 
 Redemption is finished, the price hath 
 been paid. 
 
 4 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 Now the pardon is free ! [tree. 
 The Just for the unjust hath died on the 
 
 5 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 For the Lamb that was slain 
 O'er death is triumphant and liveth again. 
 
 6 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 For our King is on high, 
 
 He pleadeth for us on His throne in the sky. 
 
 7 Rejoice and be glad ! 
 
 For He cometh again; [slain. 
 He cometh in glory, the Lamb that was 
 Cho. — Sound His praises, tell the Story 
 Of Him who was slain; 
 Sound His praises, tell with glad- 
 He cometh again. [ness, 
 Horatius Bonak; D. D., 1874. 
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 No 130 Tune— G - H - & s - s - No - *■ p- l6 - 
 
 1 Ho ! my comrades, see the signal 
 
 Waving in the sky ! 
 Reinforcements now appearing, 
 Victory is nigh ! 
 
 Cho. — " Hold the fort, for I am coming," 
 Jesus signals still, 
 Wave the answer back to heaven, — 
 "By Thy grace we will." 
 
 2 See the mighty host advancing, 
 
 Satan leading on; 
 Mighty men around us falling, 
 Courage almost gone. 
 
 3 See the glorious banner waving, 
 
 Hear the bugle blow. 
 In our Leader's name we'll triumph 
 Over every foe. 
 
 4 Fierce and long the battle rages, 
 
 But our Help is near; 
 Onward comes our Great Commander, 
 Cheer, my comrades, cheer ! 
 
 P. P. Bliss, 1870. 
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 No 131 Tune— G - H - & s - s -» No - *• p - 36 - 
 
 1 I hear the Saviour say, 
 
 Thy strength indeed is small; 
 Child of weakness, watch and pray, 
 Find in Me thine all in all. 
 Cho. — Jesus paid it all, 
 
 All to Him I owe; 
 Sin had left a crimson stain: 
 He washed it white as snow. 
 
 2 Lord, now indeed I find 
 
 Thy power, and Thine alone, 
 Can change the leper's spots, 
 And melt the heart of stone. 
 
 3 For nothing good have I 
 
 Whereby Thy grace to claim — 
 I'll wash my garment white 
 
 In the blood of Calvary's Lamb. 
 
 4 When from my dying bed 
 
 My ransomed soul shall rise, 
 Then " Jesus paid it all " 
 Shall rend the vaulted skies. 
 
 5 And when before the throne 
 
 I stand in Him complete, 
 I'll lay my trophies down, 
 All down at Jesus' feet. 
 
 Mrs. Elvina M. Hall, 1865. 
 
 NO 132 Tune— G - H - & S * S - No - 1 ' p- 8o - 
 
 1 Only an armor-bearer, proudly I stand, 
 Waiting to follow at the King's command; 
 Marching if " onward " shall the order be, 
 Standing by my Captain, serving faithfully. 
 Cho.— 
 
 Hear ye the battle cry ! "Forward," the 
 
 call! 
 See ! see the faltering ones ! backward 
 they fall ! 
 1 1: Surely the Captain may depend on me, 
 Tho' but an armor-bearer I may be. :|| 
 
 2 Only an armor-bearer, now in the field, 
 Guarding a shining helmet, sword, and 
 
 shield, 
 Waiting to hear the thrilling battle-cry, 
 Ready then to answer, ' ' Master, here am I. " 
 
 3 Only an armor-bearer, yet may I share 
 Glory immortal, and a bright crown wear: 
 If, in the battle, to my trust I am true, 
 Mine shall be the honors in the Grand Re- 
 view. 
 
 P. P. Bliss. 
 
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INDEX. 
 
 Titles in Small Caps— First Lines in Roman. 
 
 No. 
 
 A CROWN OF REJOICING 53 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 35 
 
 29 
 
 97 
 16 
 
 13 
 
 77 
 6 
 
 r>. 
 
 a little while 
 
 Almost Persuaded 
 
 A long time I wandered in darkness 
 
 All for me 
 
 All glory to Jesus be given 
 
 All my doubts I give to Jesus 
 
 Amazing grace ! bow sweet the sound 102 
 Are your windows open toward ... 10 
 
 Arise and shine 74 
 
 Art thou weary 71 
 
 At the feet of Jesus 28 
 
 Behold, the Bridegroom cometh. .. 36 
 
 Blessed River 51 
 
 Brown. CM 105 
 
 C. 
 
 Call them in 20 
 
 Close to thee 46 
 
 Come, for the feast is spread 68 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, beavenly Dove — 109 
 
 Come, my soul, tby suit prepare 119 
 
 Come, sing the gospel's joyful sound.. 1 
 
 Come Thou Fount 110 
 
 Come ye Disconsolate 85 
 
 Ckoss and Crown 83 
 
 No. 
 
 Dare to be a Daniel 88 
 
 Dark is the Night 15 
 
 Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly 39 
 
 Depth of Mercy 87 
 
 Do you see tbe Hebrew Captive 10 
 
 Draw me Nearer 5 
 
 Eternity 79 
 
 Expostulation 82 
 
 Fade, fade eacb earthly joy 49 
 
 Faith is a living power from 84 
 
 Free from the law, oh, happy 116 
 
 Fresh from the throne of glory 51 
 
 Fully Trusting 6 
 
 G. 
 
 Give me the wings of faith 60 
 
 Great Physician (TnE) 73 
 
 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah.. 89 
 
 H. 
 
 Hallelujah! He is Risen 50 
 
 Hallelujah ! 'tis done 65 
 
 Hallelujah ! what a Saviour 7 
 
 Hasten, sinner, to be wise 106 
 
 Hear the Call 21 
 
 Hebron. L. M 108 
 
 no 
 
His word a Tower 
 
 Hold fast till i Come 
 
 Home at Last 
 
 Ho ! ray comrades, see the signal. 
 Ho ! Reapers of Life's Harvest. 
 How sweet the name of Jesus.- -. 
 
 I am now a child of God 
 
 I AM FRAYING FOR YOU 
 
 I AM SWEEPING THROUGH THE GATES -. 
 
 I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard 
 
 I BRING MY SINS TO THEE 
 
 I gave my Life for thee 
 
 I have a Saviour, He's pleading 
 
 I have entered the Valley of blessing. 
 
 I have heard of a Saviour's love 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say 
 
 I hear the Saviour say 
 
 I hear Thy welcome voice 
 
 I Know He is mine 
 
 I LEFT IT ALL WITH JESUS 
 
 I love to think of the heavenly land- . 
 
 I love Thy kingdom, Lord 
 
 Immanuel's Land 
 
 I need Thee every hour 
 
 In the silent midnight watches 
 
 In Zion's Rock abiding 
 
 I STOOD OUTSIDE THE GATE 
 
 IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL 
 
 I've found a joy in sorrow 
 
 Jesus is mighty to save 
 
 Jesus is mine 
 
 Jesus, keep me near the cross . 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul 
 
 Jesus shall reign 
 
 Joy in Sorrow 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea. 
 Just a word for Jesds 
 
 No. 
 51 
 43 
 98 
 
 130 
 17 
 
 105 
 
 48 
 52 
 48 
 5 
 25 
 59 
 52 
 72 
 26 
 
 104 
 
 131 
 40 
 16 
 55 
 19 
 
 107 
 14 
 
 114 
 56 
 41 
 42 
 76 
 18 
 
 // 
 
 49 
 117 
 
 69 
 8 
 
 18 
 120 
 100 
 
 31 
 
 M. 
 
 No. 
 
 Knocking, knocking, who is there . 
 
 Land of Beulah 61 
 
 Let us gather up the sunbeams 44 
 
 Lift up, lift up thy voice with 74 
 
 Look away to Jesus 37 
 
 Lord dismiss us with Thy blessing 90 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing. .. 125 
 
 Lo ! the day of God is breaking 21 
 
 " Man of Sorrows" what a Name 7 
 
 Marlow. CM 109 
 
 More love to Thee, O Christ 3 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by 124 
 
 My faith looks up to Thee 86 
 
 My God, I We found 128 
 
 My high Tower 
 
 M3' hope is built on nothing less.. 
 
 My latest Sun is sinking fast 
 
 My song shall be of Jesus 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone. . . 
 
 Nothing but leaves ! the spirit 123 
 
 Now just a word for Jesus 31 
 
 O. 
 
 O Christ, what burdens bowed 126 
 
 O crown of rejoicing 53 
 
 O happy day that fixed my 101 
 
 Oh, for the peace that floweth as a 29 
 
 Oh, Spirit, o'erwhelmed by thy 43 
 
 Oh, the cl anging bells of time 7 : 1 
 
 Oh, think of a home over there 118 
 
 Oh, to be nothing (53 
 
 Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye 82 
 
 Oh, what are you going to do 70 
 
 Oh, where are the Reapers 24 
 
 Olive's Brow. L. M 99 
 
 One sweetly solemn thought 66 
 
 Only an armor bearer, proudly 132 
 
 Only a step to Jesus 11 
 
 Onward, Christian Soldiers 45 
 
 Onward ! Upward 2 
 
 Onward ! Upward ! Christian soldier. 2 
 Our lamps are trimmed and burning.. 36 
 
 Out of the Ark 94 
 
 O ! what shall I do to be saved 78 
 
 Palace of the King 93 
 
 Pleyel's Hymn. 7s 106 
 
 Precious Promise 38 
 
 Refuge. 7s 69 
 
 Rejoice and be glad 129 
 
 Remember Me 35 
 
 Repeat the story o'er and o'er 23 
 
 Rescue the Perishing 32 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me Ill 
 
 Room for Thee 62 
 
 111 
 
S. No. 
 
 Saltation 1 
 
 Scatter seeds of kindness 44 
 
 Seeking to save 47 
 
 Sessions. L. M 84 
 
 Shall we meet beyond the river... 75 
 
 Shirland. S. M 107 
 
 Simply trusting every day 33 
 
 Solid Rock (The) 30 
 
 Song of Salvation 26 
 
 Sowing the seed by the daylight fair.. 92 
 
 Standing by a purpose true 88 
 
 Suffering Saviour, with thorn-crown.. 13 
 
 Sweet B y-and-B y 80 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet 1 J 3 
 
 T. 
 
 Tenderly the Shepherd 47 
 
 The Great Physician 73 
 
 The Half was never told 23 
 
 The Heavenly Land 19 
 
 The Land of Beulah 61 
 
 The mistakes of my life 64 
 
 The Ninety and Nine 67 
 
 The Palace of the King 93 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood.. 103 
 
 There's a beautiful land on high 121 
 
 There's a land that is fairer 80 
 
 There's a light in the Valley 91 
 
 There were ninety and nine ^>7 
 
 The sands of time are sinking 14 
 
 The Solid Rock 30 
 
 The Valley of Blessing 72 
 
 They dreamed not of danger 94 
 
 Thine, most gracious Lord 4 
 
 Thou did'st leave Thy throne 62 
 
 No. 
 
 Thou my everlasting portion 46 
 
 Through the valley of the shadow 91 
 
 Till He Come 96 
 
 'Tis a goodly pleasant land 93 
 
 Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow. .. 99 
 
 'Tis the promise of God 65 
 
 To the Work 12 
 
 Trusting Jesus, that is all 33 
 
 "V*. 
 
 Valley of Blessing (The) 72 
 
 Waiting and watching for me 95 
 
 Warwick. CM 102 
 
 Watchman, tell me 81 
 
 We're marching to Canaan 34 
 
 We are waiting by the river 127 
 
 We shall sleep, but not forever. 58 
 What a Friend we have in Jesus, 57 
 
 What hast thou done for Me 59 
 
 What means this eager, anxious 115 
 
 What shall i do to be saved 78 
 
 What shall the harvest be 92 
 
 When my final farewell to the 95 
 
 When peace like a river 76 
 
 While foes are strong and danger... 54 
 
 While life prolongs its precious 108 
 
 Whiter than Snow 39 
 
 Who's on the Lord's Side 34 
 
 Wholly Thine 4 
 
 Work, lor the night is coming 112 
 
 Y. 
 
 Yet there is room 22 
 
 Yield not to temptation 122 
 
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