f/KwS \' V',,t,.;"i,f. ^Af ED^ X 3»*sMKCWll ■•'■•:'/■<■> THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY Endowed by the Reverend Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d. % LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY {,110 Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Princeton Theological Seminary Library http://archive.org/details/hallowedOOphil ALLOWED ONGS. By PHILIP PHILLIPS, Author of "Singing Pilgrim," "Song Life," "International Singing An- nual," "Metrical Tune Book,'* "Song Ministry," Etc., Etc. designed for PRAYER-MEETINGS, YOUNG MEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCI- ATIONS, SUNDAY-SCHOOLS, RELIGIOUS MEETINGS, FAMILY WORSHIP, PRAISE MEETINGS, ETC., ETC. PUBLISHED BY HITCHCOCK & WALDEN, CINCINNATI, CHICAGO, AND ST. LOUIS. PHILIP PHILLIPS AND NELSON & PHILLIPS, 805 Broadway, N. Y. AXD FOR SALE AT BOOKSELLERS' GENERALLY. HALLOWED SONGS. Harmonized Edition, . . . .75 cents each, $50 per 100. Melody Edition, 40 cents each, $30 per 100. Hymn Edition, 25 cents each, $15 per 100. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by Phjltp Piitllips, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. PREFACE. The following characteristics have been carefully regarded in preparing HALLOWED SONGS: To embody the most popular Hymns and Tunes — new and old — carefully selected from the whole fountain of music, regardless of expense. THE MOST PRECIOUS HYMNS, throwing- out all that are sectarian and trifling, retaining only such as are hallowed and will grow better by use. WITHIN REACH OF ALL. We offer this book in throe different forms, that is, Harmonized — Melody and Hymn Editions. Thus the choicest songs are brought within the reach of even the poorest Mis- sion schools See opposite page. MANY AUTHORS furnish their purest pieces, thereby giving more variety, and evading that musical monot- ony which characterizes the writings of any one author. MODERN FAVORITES, Embracing two hundred of the most popular tunes which the Christian public, and specially the rising generation, will ever love and hold dear. A few are mentioned be- low, any one of which is well worth the price of the book : Whiter than Snow (Fischer) Almost Persuaded (Bliss) Pass Me Not (Doan) The Penitent {Allen) Over There (&Kane) Rock of Ages {Hastings) My Days are Gliding (Root) Nearer, My God, to Thee {Mason) Sweet By and By ( Webster) The Gate Ajar foe Me ( Vail) I Am Coming, Lord. ., ....... {Hart-sough) How Can I Keep from Singing. . . (Lowry) Sing of His Mighty Love (Bradbury) Come, Come to Jesus (Main) Dear Jesus. Abide Thou with Me. .(Camp) Sweeping through the Gales (Phillips) More than two hundred of the good old STANDARD HYMNS, set to familiar tunes, are also included, so that Sunday or Bible-schools can use the more substantial hymns of sanctuary worship, and the children, thus growing up ic their use, can also praise God with the great congregation. REQUEST. May I ask of the singing public a careful examination of Hallowed Songs as to th« above points, or at least a glance at the Table of Contents, which I hereby respectfully •ubmit to the Christian public? January, 1874, PHILIP PHILLIPS. CLASSIFIED INDEX, Giving the Numbers of a few prominent hymns under each of the following subjects : Opening.— Nos. 27, 392, 38, 362, 332, 18, 263, 244, 395, 364, 25, 137, 263, 261, 224, 326, 229, 140. Jlosing.— Nos. 399, 258, 214, 43, 8, 98, 14, 202. Faith.— Nos. 248, 257, 299, 151, 175, 277, 20, 28. Peayer.-Nos. 328, 32, 194, 67, 37, 20, 243, 28, 301, 280, 23, 372, 267, 5, 331, 128. Exhortation.-Nos. 235, 153, 78, 403, 337, 157, 34, 323, 397, 373. Guidance— 122, 37, 166, 184, 324. Praise.— Nos. 362, 364, 1S3, 411, 369, 41, 15, 110, 368, 38, 221, 22, 408, 160. Duty.— Nos. 145, 322, 409, 69, 206, 396, 190, 159. Infant-Class.— Nos. 131, 47, 212, 187, 118, 233, 256, 27S, 233, 204. Affliction.— 308, 147, 255, 335, 76, 225, 251, 17, 234. Death— Nos. 309, 347, 348, 333, 93, 3S0, 265. Work.— Nos. 201, 134, 146, 3S5, 377, 73. National.— Nos. 135, 352. Family Worship.— Nos. 401, 27, 225, 268, 226, 400, 334, 72, 386. Concert Solos.— Nos. 192, 167, 1S7, 209, 181, 148, 167, 62, 117. Heaven.— Nos. 58, 66, 1S6, 211, 219, 53, 208, 82, 116, 115, 179, 170, 74, 130. Sabbath.— Nos. 363, 242, 3S7, 229. Dedicate.— Nos. 383, 31, 149, 339. Sailor.— Nos. 158, 366, 312, 376, 374. Eeytvals.— Nos. 35, 5, 136, 223, 398, 382, 165, 174, 36, 252, 26, 296, 406, 230, 316, 92, 152, a Humility.— Nos. 381, 245, 2S7, 161. Mission.— Nos. 154, 54, 181, 150, 210, 203, 190, 159, 290, 284, 294, 181, 329, 150, 55. Temperance.— Nos. 302, 114, 133. Christmas.— Nos. 410, 412, 87, 89, 236. Nkw Year's.— Nos. 144, 407. Thanksgiving.— Nos. 262, 379, 80, 21. A.NNIVERSAKY.-NOS. 29, 217, 163, 80, 91, 219, 70, 43, 193, 160, 6, 209, 85, 163, 70, 148, 216. Unity.— Nos. 390, 231, 393, 391, 200. Jesus.— Nos. 246, 172, 42, 47, 46, 130, 357, 60, 11, 247, 842, 4, 156, 143, 220, 106, 91, 173 Cross and Crown.— Nos. 39, 12, 370, 65, 162, 243, 177, 344. Bible.— Nos. 264, 199, 254, 259, 273, 56, 249. HALLi No's of the Hymns corresponding with the Harmonized and Melody Edition, No. 1. 1 Holy Spirit, faithful Guide, Ever near the Christian's side ; Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land. Weary souls fore'er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice ; Whisp'ring softly, wand'rer, come! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home. 2 Ever present, truest friend, Ever near, Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear. When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint and hopes give o'er Whisper softlv, wanderer, come ! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home. 3 When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still'for sweet release, Kothing left but heaven and prayer, Wondering if our names are there ; Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading naught but Jesus' blood ; Whisper softly, wanderer come ! Follow Me, I'll guide thee home. No. 2. 1 While we walk with God in light, God our hearts doth still unite : Dearest fellowship we prove, — Fellowship in Jesus' love : Sweetly each, with each combined, In the bonds of duty join'd, Feels the cleansing blood applied, — Daily feels that Christ hath died. 2 Still, O Lord, our faith increase ; Cleanse from all unrighteousness; Thee the' unholy cannot see; Make, make lis meet for Thee: Every vile affection kill ; Root out every seed of ill ; Utterly abolisn sin ; Write ^Thy law of love within. No. 3 1 Oh ! do not let the word depart, And close thine eyes against the light ; Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be sav'd — Why not to-night ? 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise To bless thy long-deluded sight ; This is the time ! oh, then be wise ! Thou wouldst be saved — Why not to-night ? The world has nothing left to give — It has no new, no pure delight ; Oh, try the life which Christians live ! Thou wouldst be saved — Why not to-night ? 4 Our God in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus His love requite ! Renounce at length thy stubborn will, Thou wouldst be saved — Why not to-night ? 5 Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite ; Then be the work of grace begun ! Thou wouldst be saved — Why not' to-night ? No. 4. 1 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to welcome thee, O Wand'rer ! eagerly ; Come, come to Jesus ! (1.) 2 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to ransom thee, Slave ! eternally ; Come, come to Jesus ! 3 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to lighten thee, O Burdened ! graciously ; Come, come to Jesus ! 4 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to give to thee, O Blind ! a vision free ; Come, come to Jesus 1 5 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to shelter thee, O Weary ! hlessedly ; Come, come to Jesus ! 6 Come, come to Jesus ! He waits to carry thee, O Lamb ! so lovingly ; Come, come to Jesus ! ISTo. 5. 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins, 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. 3 E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 4 Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor, lispering, stammering Lies silent in the grave. [tongue No. 6. 1 Wouldst thou be sav'd ? no time to lose ; Arise, and run the heavenly road ; Wouldst thou be blest; then, pilgrim, haste To leave destruction's dread abode. I* ho. (O come !) O come ! the Saviour calls, " I am the way, the truth the life ;'' Come hither, burdened soul to Me. 2 Oh, tell me how! oh, tell me where! The way I long have sought to know ; But fear the g^uilt and sin I bear Will sink me in the depths of woe. Gho. 3 God's word will guide thee j dost thou A light froni yonder distant hill ? [see On, Pilgrim, on ! it shines for thee, With steady course pursue it still. Gho. 4 God's word shall guide me; ves, I see A light from yonder distant hill ; Oh, tell me, does it shine for me? Hail, glorious light ! I will, I will ! Gho. 5 Farewell, a long farewell to those Who seek to stay me as I fly ; My ears against their call I close, Life, life, eternal life ! my cry. Gho. No. r. 1 I now have found abiding rest, For which I long was sighing : Now on my Saviour's faithful breast My weary head is lying : This is the place where sin no more, And death and hell alarm me ; I now am safe, by Jesus' power, From all that else would harm me. 2 He whispers me — "I'm wholly thine, And thou art mine forever ; Henceforth all fear and doubt resign, Confiding in my favour ; Thy every want shall find supply From my exhaustless treasure ; I'll fill thy spirit with my joy, The pledge of endless pleasure." 3 From Jesus and His love, who now, By terrors to divide me, My great and many sins would show ! His wounds from vengeance hide me : My sins are great — I'll not despair, Though conscience, too, arraigns me. Nor doubt my Saviour's watchful care — His arms of love sustain me. 4 I thank thee, God's beloved Son, Thy boundless grace adoring, Which brought thee from Thy glorious throne, Our peace with God restoring ; Oh, make my heart a shrine, where peace Shall keep her constant dwelling! Where grateful praise shall never Abroad Thy glories telling, [cease, No. 8. 1 Oh, there is a river whose fresh waters flow O'er earth's broadest surface, a cure for all woe ; (a.) Its streams are all healing, there's life in[ each wave, Let Thy mercy fall on me— Even me. Oh,tryit,and prove it, 'tis .mighty to save 3 Paa& me not, O gracious Saviour, 2 Oh, drink of this liver, its full crystal flood Refreshes and lightens of sin's weary load ; Its ripples ne'er mix with the billows of strife, This is the "Pure River of Water of Life. 3 This beautiful river our boast well may be, 'Tis fresh, overflowing, and better, 'tis free; The sin-sick rejoice in this "peace- speaking" tide, This ri verbis Jesus, the "once crucified." 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ! And did my Sovereign die J Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? Cho. Jesus died for you ; Jesus died for me ; Yes, Jesus died for all mankind, Bless God, salvation's free. 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree. — Cho. 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker, died, For man, the creature's sin. — Cho. A Thus might I hide my blushing face While His dear Cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. — Cho. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. — Cho. No. lO. 1 Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessings, Thou art scatt'rin"; full and free ; Show'rs the thirsty land refreshing, Lot some droppings fall on me — Even me. 2 Pass me not, O God, my Father, Sinful though my heart may be ; Thou might' st leave me, but the rather, Let me live and cling to Thee: Fain I'm longing for Thy favour; Whilst thou'rt calling, call for mo- Even me. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see: Witnesses of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me— Even me. 5 Love of God, so pure and chaugeless; Blood of Christ, so rich and free ; Grace of God, so rich and boundless, Magnify it all in me — Even me. 6 Pass me not, Thy lost one bringing: Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee; Whilst the streams of life are springing. Blessing others, O, bless me — Even me. No. 11. 1 ^Naught of merit or of price Remains to justice due ; Jesus died, and paid it all, — Yes, all the debt I owe. Cho. Jesus paid it all, All the debt I owe, Jesus paid it, paid it all, Jesus died, and paid it all Yes, all the debt I owe. 2 When He from His lofty throne, Stoop' d down to do and die, Every tiling was fully done ; 11 'Tis finished!" was His cry. Jesus paid it all, &c. Weary not, O toiling one, Whate'er thy conflict be, Work for Him with cheerful heart, Who suffered all for Thee. Jesus paid it all, 6cc. Clinging to the Saviour's cross, Look up by simple faith, Praise Him lor the pardoning love That saves from endless death. Jesus paid it all, &c. 5 Bring a willing sacrifice — Thy soul to Jesus feet; Stand in Him, in Him alone, All glorious and complete. Jesus paid it all, dta (3.) ISTo. 12. 1 In the cross of Christ I glory. Towering: o'er the wrecks ot*time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me: Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds new lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there, that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. :nto. 13. 1 Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Come the way to Zion's gate ; There, till Mercy let thee in. Knock and weep, and watch and wait ; Knock — He knows the sinner's cry ; Weep — He loves the mourner's tears ; 'Watch — for saving grace is nigh ; Wait — till heavenly light appears. 2 Hark ! it is the Bridegroom's voice : "Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest ; Xow within the gate rejoice. Safe and sealed, and bought and blest : Safe — from all the lures of vice j Scaled — by signs the chosen know; Bought — by love and life the price ; Blest — the mighty debt to owe. 3 Holy pilgrim! what for thee In a world like this remain ? Prom thy guarded breast shall flee Fear and shame, and doubt and pain : Fear — the hope of heaven shall fly ; Shame — from glory's view retire ; Doubt — in certain rapture die ; Pain— in endless bliss expire. >To. 14. 1 "Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. Trav'ler, o'er yon mountain's height the glory-beaming star. "Watchman, does its beauteous ray Alight of hope or joy foretell? Trav'le/, yes, it brings the day— Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; Higher vet that star ascends. Trav'ler, blessedness and light, Peace and truthjts course portends Watchman, will its beams, alone, Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Trav'ler, ages are its own : See, it bursts o'er all the earth. INTO. 15. From " Bright Jaceh." 1 My life flows on in endless song ; Above earth's lamentation 1 catch the sweet, tho' far-off hymn, That hails a new creation. Thro' all the tumult and the strife I hear the music ringing ; It finds an echo in my~soul — How can I keep from singing ? 2 What though my joys and comfort die? The Lord my Saviour liveth ; What though the darkness gather round? Songs in the night He giveth. Xo storm can shake my inmost calm While to that refuge clinging ; Since Christ is Lord of heav'n and earth, How can I keep from singing ? 3 I lift my eves ; the cloud grows dim ; I see the blue above it ; And day by day this pathway smoothes. Since'first I learned to love it. The peace of Christ makes fresh my A fountain ever springing ; [heart, All things are mine since. I am ma — How can I keep from singing ? Xo. 16. 1 Abide with me ; fast falls the eventide : The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me a- bide: When other helpers faiL and comforta flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day : Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass a- way ; Change and decay in all around I see O Thou who changest not — abide with me. 3 Thou on my head in early youth didst smile, And. though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me oft as I left Thre ; On to the close, O Lord, abide with mo (4.) ":* i ^- - . - * - - ! K Si : . - ■■ Z Li • ..- b rn- " _ : — : 1 ~ _ J : - - .- . JLH - . : - ' - - - • . : Forests and mountains ring, The plains their tribute bring, The streams rejoice. 2 The God of harvest praise ; Hearts, hands, and voices, raise, With sweet accord ; From field to garner throng, Bearing your sheaves along, And in your harvest song Bless ye the Lord. INTo. 22. 1 Oh, bliss of the purified ! bliss of the free! 1 plunge in the crimson tide opened for me! O'er sin and uncleanness exulting I stand, And point to the print of the nails in His hand. Cho. — Oh, sing of His mighty love, Sing of His mighty love, Sing of His mighty love — Mighty to save. 2 Oh, bliss of the purified! Jesus is mine, No longer in dread condemnation I pine ; In conscious salvation I sing of His grace, "Who lifteth upon me the smiles of His face. — Cho. 3 Oh, bliss of the purified ! bliss of the pure ! No wound hath the soul that His blood cannot cure ; No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest, — No tears but may dry them on Jesus' s breast. — Cho. 4 Jesus the Crucified! Thee will sing! My blessed Redeemer ! my God and my King ! My soul filled with rapture shall shout o'er the grave, And triumph in death in the Mighty to save. — Cho. 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 : (6. 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; And oft escaped the tempter's snare By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 2 || : 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! :|| 3 ||: Sweet hour of prayer ! :|| May I Thy consolation share, Till from mount Pis^ah's lofty height I view my home, and take my flight: This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize ; " And shout, while passing thro' the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer! :|| No. 2 4. 1 When Thou, my righteous judge, shalt come To take Thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand. 2 I love to meet Thy people now, Before Thy feet with them to bow, Though vilest of them all: But— can I bear the piercing thought ?— What if mv name should be left out, When Thou for them shalt call ? 3 Lord, prevent it by Thy grace ; Be Thou my only hiding-place, In this, tii' accepted day ; Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Let me among the saints be found Whene'er /the archangels truinp shall sound, To see Thy smiling face ; Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions With shouts of sovereign grace. |ring ) No. 25. 1 Come Thou fount of every- blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise; Teach me some melodious sonnet, Snug by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount — I'm tixed upon it; Mount of Thy redeeming love. 2 Here I'll raise mine 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, Wand'ring from the fold of Cod ; 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, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring 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. No. 26. 1 Saviour ! visit Thy plantation ; Grant us, Lord ! a gracious rain : All will come to desolation, Unless Thou return again. Keep no longer at a distance ; — Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of Thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. 2 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in prayers ; Let each one, esteemed Thy servant, Shun the world's enticing snares. Break the tempter's fatal power ; Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin, from this good hour, To revive Thy work afresh. :Vo. 27. 1 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us, Much we need Thy tenderest care; In Thy pleasant pastures feed us, Por our use Thy folds prepare. Blessed Jesus, Thou hast bought us, Thine we are. 2 ~\V(3 are Thine, do Thou befriend us, Be the Guardian of our way; Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us, Seek us when we go astray. Blessed Jesus, Hear, oh, hear us, when we pray. 3 Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free, Blessed Jesus, We will early turn to Thee. 4 Early let us seek Thy favour, Early let us do Thy will ; Blessed Lord and only Saviour, With Thy love our bosom fill. Blessed Jesus, Thou hast loved us, love us still. :NTo. 28. 1 Xearer. my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee; E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me. Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 2 Though like a wanderer, Daylight all gone, Darkness be over me My rest a stone, Yet in my dreams I'd be Xearer, my God, &c. 3 There let the way appear, Steps up to heaven ; All that thou sendest me In mercy given, Angels to beckon me, Nearer, my God, &c. 4 Then with my waking thoughts, Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel Til raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, &c. 5 Or, if on joyful wing, Cleaving^the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forget, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, &c. Xo. 20. 1 Blow ye the trumpet, mow, The gladly solemn sound ; ) Lot all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound. The year of jubilee is come, Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest* Hath full atonement made ; Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God,— The all-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in His blood Throughout the world proclaim; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. JN"o. 30. 1 Arise, my soul, arise ; Shake oft* thy guilty fears ; The bleeding sacrifice In my behalf appears ; Before the throne my Surety stands, My name is written on His hands. 2 He ever lives above For me to intercede — His all-redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 My God is reconciled ; His pard'ning voice I hear ; He owns me for His child ; I can no longer fear : "With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry. ISTo. 31. 1 Great King of glory, come, And with Thy favour crown This temple as Thy home,— This people as Thine own : Beneath this roof, O deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 2 Here may Thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend, Like incense, to the skies : H^re may Thy soul-converting word W ith faith be preach'd, in faith be heard. (8. No. 33. 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidst me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 2 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 3 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 ! 4 Just as I am — Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down ; Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, Lamb of God, I come, I come ! No. 33. 1 Except the Lord our labours bless, In vain shall we desire success ; Except His guardian power restrain, The watchman waketh but in vain. 2 'Tis useless toil our stores to keep,— Early to rise and late to sleep, — Unless the Lord, who reigns on high, His providential care supply. 3 Grant, Lord, that we may ever flee For guidance and for help to Thee ; Thy blessing ask, whate'er we do, And in Thy strength our work pursue. ISTo. 34. 1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that heaven can- not heal. 2 Joy to the desolate; light of the stray- ing, Hope of the penitent, fadeless an pure; — Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying — Earth has no sorrow that heaven can- not cure. 3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing ) Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; Come to the feast of love ; come, ever knowing — Earth has no sorrow but heaven can :no. 35. 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power : || : He is able, :|| He is willing : doubt no more, Chorus. Turn to the Lord, and seek salvation ; Sound the praise of His dear Xarue ; Glory, honor, and salvation, Christ the Lord is come to reign. 2 K"ow, ye needy, come and welcome ; God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance, — Every grace that brings you nigh,- || : Without money, :|| Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. Cho.— Turn to the Lord, &c. i Let not conscience make you linger ; Xor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him : ||: This He gives you. — :|| 'Tis the Spirit's ^limm'ring beam. Cho.— Turn to the Lord, &c. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Bruised and mangleo" by the fall : If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; || : Xot the righteous, — :|| Sinners, Jesus came to call. Cho.— Turn to the Lord, &c. JSTo. 36. 1 Jesus, let Thy pitying eye Call back a wand'ring sheep ; False to Thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter weep. Let me be by grace restored ; On me be all long-suff'ring shown ; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, Repentance to impart, Give me, tnrough Thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart : Give what I have lon^ implored, A portion of Thy grief unknown : Turn, and look upon me, &c. 3 For Thine own compassion's sake. The gracious wonder show ; Cast my sins behind Thy back, And wash me white as snow: If Thy bowels now are stirr'd, If now I do myself bemoa,n, Turn, and look upon me, &c. No. 37. 1 I was a wand'ring sheep, I did not love the fold ; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controll'd ; I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I lov'd afar to roam. 2 The Shepherd sought His sheep, The Father sought His child : They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild: They found me nigh to death, Famish'd, and faint, and lone ; They bound me with the bands of love, They saved tho wandering one. 3 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas He that loved my soul, 'T was He that washed me in His blood, 'T was He that made me whole : 'T was He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep, 'T was He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep. jN"o. 38. Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh, could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine, I'd soar, and touch the heav'nly strings, And vie with Gabriel, while lie sings, In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin and wrath divine : I'd sing nis glorious righteousness, In which all perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine. I'd sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, Exalted on His throne : (9.) Iii loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home And I shall see His face; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in His grace. IN"o. 39. 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow Thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence, my all shalt be. Cuo.-Here before Thine altar kneeling, Jesus, Lord, I look for Thee ; "Waiting for the Spirit's sealing, Longing only Thine to be. 2 Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own. Here before Thine, &c. 3 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue : Here before Thine, &c. 4 And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Toes may hate, and friends may scorn Show Thy face and all is bright, [me. Here before Thine, &c. 5 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. Here before Thine, &c. 6 Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ; Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Here before Thine, &c. ]STo. 40. 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices ; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy : (10.) Glory in the highest, glory, Glory be to God most high ! 3 Peace on earth, good-will from heavoi. Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeem'd, and sins forgiven ! — Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth His praises sing ; Oh, receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore Him ; Learn His Name, and taste His joy; Till in heaven ye sing before Him, — Glory be to God most high ! ]STo. 44.. 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God : He, whose word cannot be broken, Form'd thee for His own abode; 2 On the Pock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou niay'st smile at all thy foes.. See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Still supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint while such a river Ever flows our thirst t' assuage ? Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age. No. 43. 1 I hear Thy welcome voice, That calls me, Lord, to Thee ; For cleansing in Thy Precious Blood That flow'd on Calvary. Cho. I am coming, Lord ! Coming now to Thee ! Wash me, cleanse me, in the ISlood That tlow'd on Calvary ! 2 Tho' coming weak and vile, Thou dost my strength assure ; Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, Till spotless all, and pure. Oho. 'Tis Jesus calls me on To Perfect Faith and Love, To Perfect Hope,and Peace and Trusli For Earth and Heav'n above. 0/»o. 'T is Jesus who confirms, The blessed work within, By adding grace, to welcomed grace, 'Where reigned the power of sin. Clio. b And He the Witness gives To loyal hearts and free. That every Promise is fulfilled. If faith but brings the plea. Clio. 6 All Hail! Atoning Blood! All Hail ! Redeeming Grace ! All Hail ! the Gift of Christ, our Lord. Our Strength and Righteousness. Cho. No. 4,3. 1 My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ; 1 dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. Kef. On Christ the solid rock. I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When darkness seems to veil his face, I rest on His unchanging grace ; In every high and stormy gale My anchor holds within the veil. Ref. 3 His word, his covenant, and blood, Support me in the 'whelmino; flood : When all around on earth gives way. He then is all my hope and stay. lief. UNo. 4,4,. 1 There is an hour ot peaceful rest, To mourning wandrers given ; There is a joy for souls distress's!, A balm for ev^ry wounded breast, 'Tis found alone in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven, When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is dear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, To brighter prospects given ; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. And joys supreme are given : Then- rays disperse the gloom: Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawu of heaven. ZVo. 4,5. 1 Oh, how sweet when we mingle with kindred spirits here, And tell of Jesus and His love; When by faith we can see Him and feel His presence near, It lifts our longing souls above ; f river, Cho. — We shall meet on the banks of the Happy, happy there for evermore. We shall dwell with the angels, and join their chorus song, Our lov'd ones, lov'd ones gone before. 2 We are pilgrims to Zion, though trials we must bear, Well count them blessing in disguise ; Though the cross may be heavy, the crown we soon shall wear In heaven, where pleasure never dies. Cho. 3 When we walk through the valley and shadow of the tomb, Dear Saviour, Thou wilt be our guide ; Thy smile like a sunbeam shall light be- yond the gloom. And keep the ransomed at Thy side. Cho. :sv>. 4,G. 1 Fade, fade each earthly joy, Jesus is mine ! Break every tender tie, Jesus is mine ! Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting place, Jesus alone can bless, Jesus is mine ! 2 Tempt not my soul away, Jesus is mine ! Here would I ever stay, Jesus is mine ! Perishing things of clay, Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away, Jesus is mine ! 3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus is mine! Lost in this dawning light, Jesus is mine ! All that my soul has tried. Left but a dismal void, Jesus has satisfied, Jesus is mine ! 4 Farewell, mortality, Jesus is mine I (11.) Welcome, eternity, Jesus is mine ! Welcome, O loved and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Saviour's breast, Jesus is mine ! NO. ^L*7. From "Praises of Jesua." 1 Jesus loves me ! this I know, For the Bible tells me so : Little ones to Him belong, They are weak, but He is strong. Cho. Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so. 2 Jesus loves me ! He who died, Heaven's gate to open wide; He will wash away my sin, Let His little child come in. Cho. 3 Jesus loves me ! loves me still, Though I am very weak and ill ; From His shining throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie. Cho. 4 Jesus loves me ; He will stay Close beside me all the way ; If I love Him, when I die He will take me home on high. Cho. No. 4,8. 1 On the mountain tops appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion, bearing— Zion, long in hostile lands ; Mourning captive ! God Himself will loose thy bands ; 2 Has thy night been long and mourn- ful? Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? Cease thy mourning; Zion still is well beloved. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; He Himself appears thy Friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee; Here thy boasts and triumphs end: Great deliverance Zion's King shall surely send. 4 Enemies no more shall trouble, All thy wrongs shall be redress'd, For thy shame thou shalt have trouble, In thy Maker's favour bless'd ; All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. No. 49. 1 Zion stands with hills surrounded, Zion, kept by power divine ; All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine : Happy Zion — What a favored lot is Thine ! 2 Every human tie may perish ; Friend to friend unfaithful prove, Mothers cease their own to cherish ; Heaven and earth at last removed ; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more brignt, But can never cease to love thee, Thou art precious in His sight : God is with thee. — God, thine everlasting light. No. 50. 1 Angels, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye who sang creation's story, Xow proclaim Messiah's birth : Come and worship, — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing ; Yonder shines the infant light : Come and worship, — Worship Christ the new-born King. No. 51. 1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us, each Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; Oh, refresh us, Trav'ling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoratior, For Thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May Thy presence With us evermore be found. (12.) 3 So, whene'er the signal's given, TJs from earth to call away, Borne on angel's wings to heaven Glad the summons to obey — May we, ready, Rise and reign in endless day. JNTo. 52. 1 Thou God of my salvation, My Redeemer from all sin ; Moved by Thy divine compassion, Who hast died my heart to win, I will praise Thee : "Where shall I Thy praise begin ? 2 Angels now are hov'ring round ns, Unperceived amid the throng ; "Wond'ringatthelove thatcrown'd us, Glad to join the holy song: Hallelujah; Love and praise to Christ belong ! No. 53. 1 I love to think of the heav'nly land, Where white-rob'd angels are; Where many a friend is gather' d safe From fear and toil, and care. Ref. There'll be no parting, etc. There'll be no parting there. 2 I love to think of the heavenly land, Where my Redeemer reigns, Where rapturous songs of triumph rise, In endless, joyous strains. Ref. 3 I love to think of the heavenly land, The saints' eternal home, Where palms, and robes, and crowns ne'er fade. And all our joys are one. Ref. 4 I love to think of the heavenly land, The greetings there well meet, The harps — the songs forever ours — The walls — the golden streets. Ref. 5 I love to think of the heavenly land, That promised land so fair, Oh. how my raptured spirit longs To b6 forever there. Ref. INTo. 54. I From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's choral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, 2 (13.) They call us to deliver Their land froin error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect pleases And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! — salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole, to pole ; Till o'er our ransom'd nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. ]NTo. 55. The morning light is breaking ; The darkness disappears: The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears : Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar, Of nations in commotion, Prepar'd for Zion's war. 2 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above ; While sinners, now confessing. The gospel call obey, And seek the Saviour's blessing— A nation in a day. 3 Blest river of salvation, Pursue Thy onward way ; Flow Thou to every nation, Nor in Thy richness stay: Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home: Stay not till all the holy Proclaim — " The Loril is come ! n No. 56. 1 We wont give up the Bible, God's holy book divine, The Book of inspiration, Where truth and wisdom shine. No hand shall wrest it from us. No tyrant power we fear, Wo wont give up the Bible, Our Fathers loved so dear. 2 We wont give up the Bible, That tells a Saviour's love, The precious Lamp that guides us, To purer joys above. We wont give up the Bible, But read it day by day, God help us by its council, To find the narrow way. No. 57. 1 Wathman, tell me, does the morning Of fair Zion's glory dawn ? Have the signs that mark its coming Yet upon my pathway shone ? A Pilgrim, yes, arise, look around thee V Light is breaking in the skies ; Spurn the unbelief that bounds thee ; Morning dawns — arise, arise ; 2 Pilgrim in that golden city, Seated on His jasper throne, Zion's King, arrayed in beauty, Reigns in peace from zone to zone ; There, on verdant hills and mountains, Where the golden sunbeams play, Purling streams and crystal fountains Sparkle in th' eternal day. 3 Pilgrim, see ! the light is beaming Brighter still upon thy way ; Signs thro' all the earth' are gleaming, Omens of the coming day, When the last loud trumpet, sounding, Shall awake from earth and sea All the saints of God now sleeping, Clad in immortality. 4 Watchman, lo ! the land we'renearing, With its vernal fruits and flowers, On just yonder ; oh, how cheering Bloom for ever Eden's bowers ! Hark ! the choral strains there ringing, Wafted on the balmy air; See the millions ! hear them singing I Soon the pilgrims will be there. No. 58. 1 And may I still get there ? Still reach the heavenly shore? The land for ever bright and fair, Where sorrow reigns no more ! CHO.-There'll be no sorrow there, There'll be no sorrow there ; In heav'n above, where all is love There'll be no sorrow there. 2 Shall I, unworthy I, To fear and doubting given, Mount up at last, and happy fly, On angel's wings to heaven ?' Cho. 3 Hail, love divine and pure. Hail, mercy from the skies ! My hopes are bright, and now secure Upborne by faith I rise. Cho. 4 I part with earth and sin, And shout the danger's past > My Saviour takes me fully in, And I am His at last. Cho. JSTo. 59. 1 O happy, happy place, Where saints and angels meet ! There we shall see each other's face, And all our brethren greet. 2 The Church of the first-born, We shall with them be blest, And, crown' d with endless joy, re- To our eternal rest. [turn 3 With joy we shall behold, In yonder blest abode, The patriarchs and prophets old, And all the saints of God. is^o. eo. 1 Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone, — He, whom I fix my hope upon ; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till Him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, — The road that leads from banishment,- The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all His paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought. And mourn' d becausel found it not, My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, — Come hither, soul, I am the way. <14.) 5 Lo! glad I come; and Thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee, as I am ; Nothing but sin have I to give, — Nothing but love shall I receive. 6 Then will I tell to sinners round What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, — Behold the way to God. INTo. 61. 1 My body soul, and spirit, Jesus, I give to Thee, A consecrated off'ring, Thine evermore to be. Cho. — My all is on the altar, I'm waiting for the fire ; "Waiting, waiting, waiting, I'm waiting for the fire. 2 O Jesus, mighty Saviour, I trust in Thy great Name, I look for Thy salvation, Thy promise now I claim. Cho. 3 Oh, let the fire descending Just now upon my soul, Consume my humble offering, [Cho. And cleanse and make me whole.- 4 I'm Thine, blessed Jesus, Wash'd by Thy precious blood, Now seal me by Thy Spirit A sacrifice to God. Cho. No. 62. 1 To the hall of the feast came the sin- ful and fair, She heard in the city that Jesus was there ; Unheeding the splendour that blaz'd on the board, She silently knelt at the feet of the Lord. 2 The frown and the murmur went round through them all, That one so unhallowed should tread in that hall ; And some said the poor would be ob- jects more meet, As the wealth of her perfume she showered on His feet. 3 She heard but the Saviour — she spoke but with tears ; She dared not look up to the heaven of His eyes, And the hot tears gushed forth at each heave of her breast, As her lips to His sandals were throb- bingly pressed. 4 In the sky after tempest, as shineth the bows, In the glare of the sunbeams as melt- eth the snows, He looked on the lost one, "her sins were forgiven," And Mary went forth in the beauty of heaven. No. 63. 1 God moves in a mysterious -way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sov'reign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour: The bud may have a bitter taste, But svveet'will be the flower. No. 64. 1 Oh, when shall we sweetly remove, Oh, when shall we enter our rest, — Return to the Zion above, The mother of spirits distressed ; — That city of God the great King, Where sorrow and death are no more, Where saints our Immanuel sing. And cherub and seraph adore I 2 But angels themselves cannot tell The joys of that holiest place, Where Jesus is pleased to reveal The bight of His heavenly face : When, caught in the rapturous flamo, The sight beatific they prove ; And walk in the light of the Lamb, Enjoying the beams of His love. (15.) 3 Thou know'st in the spirit of prayer "We long Thy appearing to see, Resign'd to the burden we bear, But longing to triumph with Thee: 'Tis good at Thy word to be here; 'Tis better in Thee to bo gone, And see Thee in glory appear, And rise to a share in Thy throne. No. 65. 1 How tedious and tasteless the hours When Jesus no longer I see ! Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, Have all lost their sweetness to me ; The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in Him, December's as pleasant as May. 2 His Name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice : I should, were He always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear; No mortal so happy as I, — My summer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding His face, My all to His pleasure resign 'd, No changes of season or place Woula make any change in my mind : While blest with a sense of His'love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine, If Thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine ? And why are my winters so long ? drive these dark clouds from my sky ; Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; Or take me to Thee up on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. No. 66. 1 I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home ; Eai'th is a desert drear, Heav'n is my home ; Danger and sorrow stand, Round me on ev'ry hamd ; Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home. Time's cold and wintry blast Soon will be overpast ; I shall reach home at last. Heaven is my home. 3 There, at my Saviour's side, Heaven is my home ; I shall be glorified, Heaven is my home. There are the good and blest Those 1 loved most and best, There too I soon shall rest, Heaven is my home. No. 67. 1 Keep praying at the door, And knocking while you pray, Nor tremble, tho' the tempter's voice Would fright your soul away. REF.-Keep praying at the door, Still praying at the door ; Though long the answer is delay'd, Keep praying at the door. 2 The Lord will surely come, His promise cannot fail ; Oh, knock and pray, and plead, and call, The prayer will yet prevail. Bef. 3 Thy door will open wide, And thou shalt enter in, And from the Holy One receive A pardon for thy sin. Hef. INTo. 68. Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes ail unite, Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, The promise assures us — The Lord will provide. The birds, without bam or store- house, are fed ; From them let us learn to trust for our bread : His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, So long as 'tis written, — The Lord will provide. 3 When Satan appears to stop up our path, (16.) And filh? us with fears, wo triumph by faith ; He cannot take from us (though oft he has tried) The heart-cheering promise, — The Lord will provide. 4 He tell us we're weak, — our hope is in vain ; The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain : But when such suggestions our graces have tried, This answers all questions, — The Lord will provide. JSO. 69. 1 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ; Do not detain me, for I am going To where the fountains are ever flowing. I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ; 2 There the glory is ever shining ; I am longing, I am longing for the Bight; Here in this country so dark and dreary, I have been wand'ring forlorn and weary. I'm a pilgrim, To. 102. 1 Weary souls, that wander wide From the central point of bliss ; Turn to Jesus crucified; Fly to those dear wounds of His: Sink into the purple flood; Rise into the life of God. 2 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown; By His pain He gives you ease, Life by His expiring" groan : Rise exalted by His fall; Find in Christ" your all in all.i No. 103. 1 There are angels hov'ring round, There are angels hov'ring round, There are angels, angels hov'ring round. 2 To carry the tidings home, To carry the tidings home. To carry the tidings, the tidings home. 3 To the new Jerusalem, To the new Jerusalem, To the new, the new Jerusalem. 4 Poor sinners are coming home, Poor sinners are coming home, Poor sinners, sinners are coming home. 5 And Jesus bids them come, And Jesus bids them come, And Jesus, Jesus bids them come. 6 There's glory all around, There's glory all around, There's glory, glory all around. INTo. 104. 1 My heavenly home is bright and fair; Nor pain, nor death can enter there; Its glitt'ring towers the sim outshine ; That heavenly mansion shall be mine ; CHO.-Fm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home, to die no more; To die no more, to die no more, I'm going home, to die no more. 2 My Father's house is built on high, Far, far above the starry sky : When from this earthly" prison free. That heavenly mansion mine shall be. Cho. 3 Let others seek a home below, Which flames devour, or waves o'erfiow Be mine a happier lot to own A heavenly mansion near the throne. Oho. (21 No. 105. 1 Depth of mercy! can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God His wrath forbear ? Me, the chief of sinners, spare 1 Cllu.-God is love! I know, I feel; Jesus weeps, and loves me still; Jesus weeps. He weeps, and loves me still. 2 I have long withstood His grace Long provoked Him to His face ; Would not hearken to His calls ; Grieved Him by a thousand falls. Cho. 3 Xow incline me to repent, Let me now my sins lament ; Xow my foul revolt deplore. Weep, believe, and sin no more. Cho. 4 There for me the Saviour stands ; Show His wounds, and spreads His God is love ! I know, I feel ; [hands ; Jesus weeps, and loves mo still. Cho. No. lOG. 1 The cross ! the cross ! the blood-stained The hollo w'd cross I see ! [cross! Reminding me of precious blood That once was shed for me. Cho. -Oh. the blood ! the precious blood! That Jesus shed for me, Upon the cross, in crimson flood, Just now by faith I see. 2 The cross ! the cross ! the heavy cross, My Saviour bore for me, Which bowed Him to the earth with On sad Mount Calvary. Cho. [grief, 3 How light ! how light ! this precious Presented to my view , [cross, And while, with care, I take it up, Behold the crown my due. 4 The crown ! the crown ! the glorious The crown of victory! [crown .' The crown of life ! it shall be mine When I shall Jesus see. Cho. 5 My tears, unbidden, seem to flow For love, unbounded love. Which guides me through this world And points to joys above, [of woe, Xo. 1()7. 1 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me, and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, la}' down Thy head upon my "breast." 50 1 came to Jeans as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad, I found in Hiih a resting place, And He has made mo glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give The living water, thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live." I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; [vived, My thirst was quenched, my soul re- 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 bo bright." I look to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun : And in that light of life I'll walk Till all my journey's done. :nto. ios. 1 These are the crowns that we shall wear, "When all Thy saints are crowned; These are the palms that we shall bear On yonder holy ground. CHO.-On yonder holy ground, On yonder holy ground; These are the palms that we shall On yonder holy ground. [bear 2 These are the robes, unsoiled and Which we shall then put on, [white, When foremost 'mong the sons of light, We sit on yonder throne. Cho. 3 That is the city of the saints, Where we so soon shall stand, When we shall strike these desert-tents, And quit this desert land. Cho. 4 Then welcome toil, and care, and And welcome sorrow, too ! [pain f All toil is rest, all grief is gain, With such a prize in view. Cho. 5 Come, crown and throne ; come robe, and palm ; Burst forth, glad stream of peace ! "Come, holy city of the Lamb ! Rise, Sun of Righteousness ! Cho. INTo. lOO. 1 Shall we gather at the river, Where bright angel feet have trod, With its crystal tide forever Flowing by the throne of God 1 Cuo.-Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beaut if ul, the beautiful river, Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God. 2 On the margin of the river, Washing up its silver spray, We will walk and worship ever, All the happy, golden day. Cho. 3 Ere we reach the shining river, Lay we every burden down ; Grace our spirits will deliver, And provide a robe and crown. Cho. 4 Soon we'll reach the silver river, Soon our pilgrimage will cease ; Soon our happy hearts will quiver With the melody of peace. Cho. No. HO. 1 I will sing for Jesus, With His blood He bought me ; And all along my pilgrim way His loving hand has brought me. CllO.-Oh, help me siug for Jesus, Help me tell the story Of Him who did redeem us, The Lord of life and glory. 2 Can there overtake me, Any dark disaster, While I sing for Jesus, My blessed, blessed Master 1 Cho. 3 I will sing for Jesus ! His name alone prevailing, Shall be my sweetest music, When heart and flesh are failing. Cho. 4 Still I'll sing for Jesns ! Oh, how will I adore Him, Among the cloud of witnesses, Who cast their crowns before Him. Cho. ]NTo. 111. 1 Cling to the MIGHTY ONE, Cling in thy grief ; Cling to the HOLY ONE, He gives relief ; Cling to the GRACIOUS ONE, Cling in thy pain ; Cling to the FAITHFUL ONE, He will sustain. 2 Cling to the LOVING ONE, Cling in thy woe ; Cling to the LIVING ONE, Through all below ; 6.) Cling to the PARDONING ONE, He speaketh peace; Cling to the HEALING ONE, An- guish shall cease. ' Clin? to the BLEEDING ONE, Cling to His side ; Cling to the RISEN ONE, In Him abide: Cling to the COMING ONE, Hope shall arise ; Cling to the REIGNING ONE, Joy lights thine eyes. ISTo. 113. 1 I stood outside the gate. A poor, wayfaring child ; Within my heart there beat A tempest, loud and wild. A fear oppressed my soul, That 1 might be too late,- And, oh ! I trembled sore, || : And prayed, outside the gate. : 2 "Mercy !" I loudly cried ; " Oh, give me rest from sin !" 14 1 will, a voice replied ; And Mercy let me in. She bound my bleeding wounds, And soothed my aching head ; She eased my burdened soul. || : And bore the load instead. :J 3 In Mercy's guise I knew The Saviour long abused ; "Who often sought my heart, And wept when I refused. Oh ! what a blest return For ignorance and sin ! I stood outside the gate, || : Aud Jesus let me in ! :|| No. 113. 1 As God has kindly blest us, To others let us give; Not with a grudging spirit, Or that our deeds may Live ; Not with a vain ambition, To win the praise of men, No merit in a kindness That claims reward again. Cuo.— Now in the name of Jesus, Our alms we should bestow ; God loves a cheerful giver: The Bible tells us so. 2 Now in the world before us A glorious field we see ; And in our Master's vineyard How active we should be. The Sabbath schools around us Eor help they loudly call ; Home missions, too, remember, And freely give to all. Cho. 3 The cause of foreign missions Our zealous care demands ; "We'll send the blessed Bible To distant heathen lands, That they may hear of Jesus, AVhom we so dearly love ; May leave their senseless idols, And worship God above. Cho. ]No. 114,. 1 "Weep for the fallen ! hang your heads in sorrow, And mournfully sing the requiem, sad and slow, Thousands have perished by the fell de- stroyer ; Oh, weep for youth and beauty, Oh, weep for youth and beauty, Oh. weep for vouth and beauty in the grave laid low. 2 Toices of wailing tell our hopeless anguish, While sorrowing mothers bid us on- ward go ; Hark ! to their accents, theirs the bro- ken-hearted Who weep for youth and beaut}' in the grave laid low. 3 Weep for the fallen ; but amid your sorrow Still point to the pledge that freedom can bestow. Rescue the nation from the fell de- stroyer, For why should youth and beauty in thegrave lie low. :vo. 115. 1 Give me the winss of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. Many are the friends, who are waiting to-day. I Happy on the golden strand ; (27.) CHOK US- Many are the voices calling us away To join their glorious band ; Calling us away, calling us away, Calling to the better land. 2 Once they were mourners here below, And pour'd out cries and tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. Gho. 3 I ask them whence their vict'rycaine: They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, — Their triumph to His death. Gho. No. ne. 1 Bright home of our Saviour, what glo- ries await The spirits that pass through Thy bright pearly gate ; What anthems of rapture, unceasing and high, Compose the loud chorus that glad- dens the sky ? Home, home, sweet, sweet home ; Prepare me, dear Saviour, for yonder blest home. 2 The home that our Saviour lias gone to prepare — # ISTo heart can conceive of the blessed- ness there, Of raptures unending awaiting the just, When pure in His likeness they rise from the dust. Home, &c. 3 We bless Thee, dear Saviour, who call'st us to share The beautiful home Thou hast gone to prepare ; We trust in Thy mercy, that, wash'd from our sin, Through yonder bright gates we may all enter in. Home, &c. JSTo. 117. 1 I stand all bewildered with wonder, And gaze on the ocean of love, And over it* waves to my spirit. Comes peace like a heavenly dove. CHO.-The cross now covers my sins ; The past is under the blood : I'm trusting in Jesus for all. My will is the will of my God. 2 I struggled and wrestled to win lt f - The blessing that setteth me free* Eut when I had ceased from my struggles, His peace Jesus gave unto me. Gho. 3 He laid His hand on me and healed me, And bade me be every whit whole ; I touched the hem of His garment. And glory came thrilling my soul. Gho. 4 The Prince of my Peace is now passing The light of His face is on me ; But listen, beloved, He speaketh :— "My peace I will give unto thee." Gho. TSTo. US. 1 God, has said, "Eorever blessed Those who seek me in their vouth ; They shall find the path of wisdom, And the narrow way of truth." Guide us, Saviour, guide us, Saviour, In the narrow way of truth. 2 Be our strength, for we are weakness , Be our w r isdom and our guide ; May we walk in love and meekness, Nearer to our Saviour's side. Naught can harm us, naught can harm While we thus in Thee abide. [us, 3 May Thy watchful angels hover Round us, when there's evil near ; May we hide beneath the cover Of Thy wings, in time of fear ; And in sorrow, and in sorrow, Comfort our sad hearts, and cheer. 4 And when death at last o'ertakes us, And we sink beneath His might, May the blessed mom awake as, Safe in yonder realms of light ; There forever, there forever, Chant thy praise with angels bright. No. 110. 1 In the Christian's home in glory, There remains a land of rest, There my Saviour's gone before me, To fulfil my soul's request. Cho. — There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you. On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. ) 2 He is fitting np my mansion, Which eternally shall stand, For my stay shall not he transient, In that hbly, happy land. Cho. 3 Sin£. oh, sing, ye heirs of glory; Shout vour triumph as you go ; Z ion's gate will open for you, You shall find an entrance throush. Cho. No. ISO. 1 A crown of glory bright, By faith I see ; In yonder realm of light, Prepared for me. CHO. -I'm nearer my home, nearer my Nearer my home to-day ; ("home, Yes ! nearer my home in heav'nto- Than ever I was before. [day 2 Oh. may I faithful prove, And keep the crown in view, And through the storms of life My way pursue. Cho. 3 Jesus, be Thou mv guide, My steps attend ; Oh. keep me near Thy side, Be Thou my Mend! Cho. 4 Be Thou luy shield and sun, My Saviour and my guard ; And when my work is done, My great reward. Cho. No. 121. 1 My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly ran ; My strongest trials now are past, My triumph is begun. REF.-6h, come, angel band, come, and a- round me stand, Oh. bear me away on your snowy To my immortal home ; [wings Oh. bear me away on your snowy To my immortal home, [wings 2 I know I'm nearing the holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear; For I brush the dews on Jordan's banks The crossing must be near. Ref. i Oh, bear my longing heart to Him, Who bled and died for me ; Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, And gives mo victory. Ref. 3 (2 No. 122. From " Golden Trio? 1 He leadeth me ! oh ! blessed thought, Oh! words with heav'nly comfort fraught, Whatever I do. where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me ! ItEF.-He leadeth me ! He leadeth me ! By His own hand He leadeth me ; His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bow'rs bloom, By waters still, o'er troubled sea — Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me. Ref. 3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Xor ever murmur or repine — Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. Ref. 4 And when my task on earth is done, When, by Thy grace, The victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. Ref. No. 123. 1 Softly on the breath of evening Comes the tender sigh of day ; Lonely heart, by sorrow laden, 'Tis the time to pray. CHO.-Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourn- ing. Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourn- Ilest beyond forever. [iug, 2 'Tis the hour where hallowed feelings Chase our doubts and fears away ; 'Tis the hour of calm devotion : Pilgrim, watch and pray. Cho. 3 Tho' temptations dark oppress thee, Jesus guides thee on thy way ; He will hear thy lightest whisper : Pilgrim, watch and pray. Cho. | No. 124. 1 Come unto Jesus, ye that mourn, Our blessed Saviour said ; His promises, how sure they are. " Ye shall be comforted." Cho. This promise, on that sacred mount, Was given by our Lord : "Rejoice, and be exceeding glad, For great is your reward." 2 Ye poor in spirit, unto yon How great the blessings given ; His choicest promises are yours. '• \ours is the kingdom — Heav'n." Clio, 3 The meek, and they for Jesus' sake, Who persecutions bear : He promises a heavenly home, A crown of glory there. Cho. 4 Be merciful, for unto such He spares His chast'ning rod ; Be pure in heart, our Saviour says, The pure shall dwell with God. Cho. ISTo. 135. 1 Away with our sorrow and fear, We soon shall recover our home ; The city of saints shall appear, — The day of eternity come. From earth we shall quickly remove, And mount to our native abode ; The house of our Father above, The palace of angels and God. 2 Our morning is all at an end, When, raised by the life-giving Word, We see the new city descend, Adorn'd as a bride for her Lord ; The city so holy and clean, No sorrow can breathe in the air : No gloom of affliction or sin ; No shadow of evil is there. 3 By faith we already behold That lovely Jerusalem here : Her walls are of jasper and gold; As crystal her buildings are clear ; Immovably founded in grace, She stands as she ever hath stood, And brightly her builder displays, And flames with the glory of God. INTo. 126. 1 Dear comrade pilgrims of the cross, Although the way be dreary, Yet faint not, fail not, onward press, Though wounded, worn and weary. Cno.-Toil onward still thro' every ill, Confiding in the Saviour ; The journey done, and glory won, We'll sing His praise forever. 2 Though sore beset, not overcome, Cast down, but not despairing, We're trav'ling t 'ward a heav'nly home, Our Master's standard bearing^. Cho. \ We 11 one another's burdens bear, The toilsome journey cheering ; Our joys and all our sorrows share, Each day our home we're nearing. Cho. 4 Our Lord is God ; His promise sure, His help shall fail us never ; And they that to the end endure Shall reign with Him forever! Cho. No. 127. 1 We are out on the ocean sailing, Homeward bound we sweetly glide ; Wo are out on the ocean sailing, To a home beyond the tide. Cho. All the storms will soon be over, Then we'll anchor in the harbor; ||; We are out on the ocean sailing To a home beyond the tide. :|| Millions now are safely landed, Over on the golden shore ; Millions more are on the journey, Yet there's room for millions more. Cho. 3 Spread your sails while heavenly Gently waft our vessel on ; [ breezes All on board are sweetly singing — Free salvation is the song. Cho. 4 When we all are safely anchored, We will shout — our trials o'er ; We will walk about the city, And we'll sing for evermore. Cho ]No. 138. 1 This is not my place of resting Mine's a city yet to come ; Onward to it 1 am hasting, On to my eternal home. Cho. — Never more, never more, Never more be sad or weary ; Never more, never more, Never more to sin again. 2 In it all is light and glory, O'er it shines a nightless day ; Every trace of sin's sad story — All the curse has pass'd away. Cho 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads By the streams of life along. [us On the freshest pastures feed" us, Turns our signing into song. Cho 4 Soon we pass this dreary desert, Soon we bid farewell to pain, Nevermore be sad and weary. Nevermore to sin again. Cho. (30.) JSTo. ISO. 1 There's a beautiful land on high, To its glories I fain would n*y, — When by sorrows pressed down, I long for my crown, In that beautiful land on high. CHORUS. Iii 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 ine. 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. Gho, 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. Gho. 4 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. Gho. 5 There's a beautiful land on high, Where we never shall say, "good by!" When over the river we're happy for- ever, In that beautiful land on high. Gho. No. 130. 1 Oh, come to Jesus now, Jesus is here, Jesus is here ; All low before Him bow, Jesus is here, Jesus is here ; Too many go away, Too many still delay, Though Jesus bids them stay; Jesus is here, Jesus is here. 2 Come, then, to Jesus now, Jesus is here ; All near Him lowly bow, Jesus is here ; Oh, ye that feel your sin, And coming long have been, Now find your rest in Him ; Jesus is here. Oh, what a glorious thing, Sin's weary load to bring, And lose it while we sing ; Jesus is here. No. 131. 1 In the early spring-time. When your leaves are fair, Little buds of promise, Little blossoms rare, Hear the words of Jesus, Precious will they be, Bring the little children, Let them come to me. Cno.-Let them come to me, Let them come to me, Bring yie little children, Let them come to me. 2 All the little children Gladly will we bring To the arms of Jesus, Heavens exalted King, For the invitation, Gracious, full and free, Says to all the children, Let them come to me. Gho. 3 Let them come in welcome To my bleeding side, To secure their pardon I was crucified : They may be forgiven, From the law set free, I, the Lord, have risen, Let them come to me. Gho. 4 Jesus, we are coming To Thy loving arms, Safely there reposing, Sin no longer harms. From the wiles of Satan Thou canst set us free, Though we're little children. We will come to Thee. Gho. 3 Oh, come to Jesus now, Jesus is here ; Old and young together bow, Jesus is here ; No. 133. 1 Can my soul find rest from sorrow, Can my sins forgiven be, Must I wait until to-morrow, Ere my Saviour speaks to me ? Will He speak in words of kindness ! Will He wash awav niv sin ? Will He lift this vale of blindness, And remove this deadly pain I 2 the darkness, how it thickness, Like the brooding of despair ! (31.) And my soul within me sickens — God, in mercy, Lear my prayer! Give me but a hope to cherish, Give me just one ray of light — Help me, save me, or I perish, Take away this awful night ! 3 Now He hears me, He will save me, I behold His shining face, Heai Him whisper, He will have me — the miracle of grace ! I will joy to tell the story How He cometh from above- rills my soul, O, glory, glory ! With the blessings of His love. 3NTo. 133. 1 Now to heaven our pr ayer ascending God speed the right ! In a noble cause contending, God speed the right ! Be their zeal in heaven recorded, With success on earth rewarded. God speed the right ! God speed the right ! 2 Be that prayer again repeated, God speed the right ! Ne'er despairing though defeated, God speed the right ! Like the good and great in story, If they fall, they fall with glory. God speed the right ! 3 Patient, firm, and persevering, God speed the right ! Ne'er the event our danger fearing, God speed the right ! Pains, nor toils, nor trials heeding, And in heaven's own time succeeding. God speed the right ! No. 134,. 1 God bless our Sunday school, Increase our Sunday school. God bless our school, Send down Thy grace divine, May every child be Thine, And love, all hearts entwine ; God bless our school ! 2 All our dear teachers bless, And give them large success, In winning souls ; May they encouraged be, And oft around them see Theii labors crowned by Thee ; God bless our school. 3 So may our school increase In knowledge, love, and peace ; God bless our school. And when death's arrows fly, And useful teachers die, Their places still supply ; God bless our school. INTO. 135. 1 God bless our native land ! Pirin may she ever stand, Through storm and night ; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of winds and wave, Do Thou our country save By Thy great might. 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies ; On Him we wait : Thou Who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To Thee aloud we cry, God save the State! UNo. 136. 1 Delay not, delay not, sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now floating for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? A fountain is opened, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleaned in His par- doning blood * 3 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of graco, Long grieved and resisted may take its sad flight, And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. No. 13 7. 1 How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, ' Come let us seek our God to-day ! (32.) Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zicm's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee In thee our tribes appear [round : To pray, to praise, to hear The sacred Gospel's joyful sound. 3 There David's greater Son Has fixed His royal throne ; He sits for grace and judgment there : He bids the saints be glad, He makes the sinners sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. 4 May peace attend thy gate, Ancl joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest: The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest ! >To. 138. 1 'Tis religion that can give— In'the light, in the light; Sweetest pleasure while we live- In the light of God. 'Tis religion must supply — In the light, in the light ; , Solid comfort when we die — In the light of God. Cno.-Let us walk in the light, In the light, in the light, Let us walk in the light, In the light of God. 2 After death its joys shall be — In the light, in the light ; Lasting as eternity — In the light of God. Be the living God my Friend — In the light, in the light ; Then my bliss shall never end — In the light of God. No. 139. 1 Oh, how happy are they Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above ; Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That sweet comfort was mine, When the favour divine I received through the blood of the Lamb; When my heart first believed, What a joy I received. — What a heaven in Jesus' Name ! 3 'Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know, And the angels could do nothing more, Than to fall at His feet, And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song : Oh, that all His salvation might see ; He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffered and died, To redeem even rebels like me. 5 Oh, the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood ; Of my Saviour possessed, I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fullness of God. No. 140. 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which Be of sin the perfect cure, fflow'd, Save mo, Lord, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could ne'er atone, Thou must save, and Thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, While mine eyelids close iu death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold Thee on Thy throne, Hock of Ages ! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. ]NTo. 14,1. 1 Wilt Thou not visit me ? The plant beside me feels Thy | gentle | dew ; Each blade of grass I see, From Thy deep earth its quickening | moisture | drew. Wilt Thou not visit me J 2 Wilt Thou not visit me ? Thy morning calls on me with | cheer ing | tone ; (33.) And every hill and tree Lend but one voice, the voice of | Thee a- I lone. "Wilt Thou not visit me ? 3 "Wilt Thou not visit me ? I need Thy love More than the flower the dew, or | the | rain ; Come like Thy holy dove, And let me in Thy sight'rejoiceto | live a- | gain. Wilt Thou not visit me ? 4 Yes ! Thou wilt visit me : Nor plant, nor tree. Thine eye de- | lights so | well, As when from sin" set free, Man's spirit comes with Thine in | peace to | dwell. Yes, Thou wilt visit me. No. 14L2. Our Father which art In Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen. INTo. 143. 1 I gave my life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might'st ransom'd be, And quickened, quickened from the dead. I gave my life for thee, for thee ; ||: Wnat hast thou given for Me, for Me? :|| 2 I spent long years for thee, In weariness and woe, That one eternity Of joy thou mightest know. I spent long years for thee, for thee ; []: Hast thou .spent one for Me, for Me? : 3 My Father's house of light, My rainbow-circled throne, I left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. I left it all for thee, for thee ; |): Hast thou left aught for Me, for Me ? : 4 I suffered much for thee, More than thy tongue can tell, Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell. I suffered much for thee, for thee ; || : What dost thou bear for Me, for Me? :|| 5 And I have brought to thee, Down from My house above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and my love. Great gifts I brought to thee, to thee. || : What hast thou brought to Me, to Me J:|j 6 Oh, let thy life be given, Thy years for Me be spent, World fetters all be riven And joy with suffering blent. Give thou thyself to Me, to Me, : And I will welcome thee, yes, thee ! : || No. 144. 1 Lord, teach us to number the days of our life-time, And reckon the days that for ever have flown ; Regarding them all as but steps of the progress, As steps that are noted, or yet to be .known. Yes ! Life is the name of that slender existence That dwells in the perishing body of clay; A flow'r of the morning, it grows in the sunshine — It blooms for a little, and dies in a day. 3 Time passes unheeded and often for- gotten, The chimes of the seasons go mer- rily round ; The dread hour of midnight steals on in the darkness, And thunders the night-watch with dull heavy sound. The dew of the night and the midst of the morning Scarce live but a moment, when up- ward they fly. The babe ot our joy is the child of our sorrow ; To-day it is fondled— to-morrow to die. (34.) 5 Then teach us to number the days of our life-time, And study to walk in more heaven- ly ways : As we reckon the hours and the chimes of the noon-tide, So teach us, great Teacher, to num- ber our days. IVo. 145. 1 Courage, brother, do not stumble, Though thy path be dark as night; There's a star to guide the humble; "Trust in God, and do the right." Do the right, do the right, M Trust in God, and do the right.' 2 Let the road be rough and dreary, And its eud far outof sight, Foot it bravely ! strong or weary, " Trust in God, and do the right." Do the right, Oh, hear His sweet voice and obey ; The harvest is white but the laborers are few, Go, work in my vineyard to-day. CHORUS. The Master is waiting, waiting, waiting, The Master is waiting and calling for you. 2 He waits where his children are cry- ing for bread, Where the tempted are ready to fall: " I would not that any should per- ish," He said, " I come with salvation to all." Cho. 3 He waits in the homes of the poor and oppressed, To lighten the burdens they bear ; And brings to the weary and fainting one's rest — Go quickly, and meet with Him there. Cho. 4 My sister, the Master is waiting for you; He calls for the reapers to-day. There's work for each one of His chil dren to do ; Oh ! haste thee, no longer delay. Cho, INTO. 151. 1 Trust in God for every blessing, Trust in God from day to day ; Do we lack for temporal comfort ? Go, by simple faith, and pray. CHO.-Trust Him while He gives you breath, Trust Him in the vale of death, Trust Him on the narrow sea, Trust Him through eternity. 2 God will never fail His children If His promise they believe ; In the precious name of Jesus All we ask we shall receive. Cho. 3 Are the ties of earthly friendship Crushed and broken, one by one ? Trust in God, and say, rejoicing, Lord, Thy will, not mine, be clone ! Cho 4 Trust in God, the Rock of Ages, Then thy feet shall stand secure ; Bear thy cross without repining, Patient to the end endure. Cho. INTo. 153. 1 There is a gate that stands ajar, And, through its portals gleaming, A radiance from the Cross afar The Saviour's love revealing ; REF.-Oh, depths of mercy ! can it be That gate was left ajar for me ? For me, for me, for me, for me, Was left ajar for me ? (36.) 2 That gate ajar stand free for all Who seek through it salvation ; (Glad tidings of my Saviour Friend- Far, far away ; The rich andpoor,the great and small, 'And every little I can spare Of every tribe and nation, lief. Shall help to send the Bible there, 3 Press onward, then, though foes inav And me £ of £ od the l ™ th t0 bear While mercy's gate is open, [frown, ± ar - lar awa > ■ Accept the cross, and win the crown, 4 And when the silver trumpet swells- Love's everlasting token, lief. 4 Beyond the river's brink we'll lay The cross that here is given, And bear the crown of life away, And love him more in heaven. lief. No. 153. 1 There's a fullness in God's mercy, Like the fullness of the sea; There's a kindness in his justice Which is more than liberty. IvEF.-He is calling, "Come to me ! " Lord, I'll gladly haste to Thee. 2 For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind ; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. Hef. 3 Pining souls ! come nearer Jesus ; Come, but come not doubting thus ; Come with faith that trusts more freely His great tenderness for us. lief. 4 If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word : And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord. Ref. :Vo. 154. 1 I often think of heathen lands, — Far, far away ! Where high the pagan temple stands, — Far, far away ; And there each hapless child is led To bow to idol gods his head, While many mutt'ring charms are said. Far, far away ! 2 how I pity children there, — Far. tar away ! Although the clime be passing fair, — Far. far away ; I would not leave my native home, In fields of richest i'ruit to roam, If there no gospel light should come, — Far, far away ! 3 But I will pray that God may send — Far. far away ! Far, far away ! And all the love of Jesus tells — Far. far away ; The idols shall like Dagon fall, And many a child on God shall cat And own my Jesus Lord of all, — Far," far away ! ]N"o. 15 5. 1 When Life's Billows round me rciL And the tempest rage on high, This will calm my troubled soul, Anchor'd to the Rock am I. CHO.-Anchor'd to the Rock, Trusting only there, Strong to stand the rudest shock, While anchor'd there. 2 When temptation's floods arise, With the fierce Accuser nigh, Then my soul, in glad surprise, Trusts the Rock triumphantly. Cho. 3 In this Trust I will abide, For this Rock can never move : Sweetly stayed tho' sways the tide. Or the changing currents rove. Cho. 4 When the dark mist gathering o'er, Blurs and dampens all my sky, To this Rock I'll trust the more. Till the latest fear shall fly. Cho. Xo. 15G. 1 Yield not to temptation, For weakness is sin, Each vict'ry will help us, Some others to win. Fight manfully onward, Dark passions subdue, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. REF. -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 reverence, Xor take in- vain. (37.) Be thoughtful and earnest, Kind hearted and true, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. Ref. 3 To him that o'ercometh, God giveth a crown, Through faith we shall conquer. Though often cast down. He who" is the Saviour, Our strength will renew, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through. Ref. TSTo. 157. 1 Come every soul by sin oppress'd, There's mercy with the Lord : And He will surely give you rest, By trusting^ iu His word. Ciio.-Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus now ! He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now. 2 For Jesus shed His precious blood Rich blessings to bestow ; Plunge now into the crimson flood That washes white as snow. Cho. 3 Yes, Jesus is the truth, the way That leads you into rest ; Believe in Him without delay, And you are fully blest. Cho. 4 Come, then, and join this holy band, And on to glory go ; To dwell in that*celestial land, Where joys immortal flow. Cho. JN"o. 158. 1 Toss'd upon life's raging billow, Sweet it is, O Lord, to know, Thou did'st press a sailor's pillow, And canst feel a sailor's woe. Never slumb'ring, never sleeping, Tho' the night be dark and drear. Thou the faithful watch art keeping, "All, all's well," Thy constant cheer. 2 And though loud the wind is howling. Fierce tho' flash the lightning's red; Darkly tho' the storm-clouds scowling O'er the sailor's anxious head; Thou canst calm the raging ocean, All its noise and tumult still, Hush the tempest's wild commotion, At the bidding of Thy will. 3 Thus my heart the hope will cherish, While to Thee I lift mine eye, Thou wilt save me ere I perish, Thou wilt hear the sailor's cry. And though mast and sail be riven, Life's short voyage will soon be o'er* Safely moored in heaven's wide haven, Storm and tempest vex no more. No.159. 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 thfd 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 darkening, When man's work is o'er. No. 1GO. 1 We praise Thee, God! for the Son of Thy love, For Jesus who died, and is now gone above. Ciio.-Hallelujah ! Thine the glory, Hal- lelujah ! Amen. Hallelujah! Thine the glory Re- vive us again. 2 We praise Thee, O God ! for Thy Spirit of light, Who has shown us our Saviour, and scattered our night. Cho. 3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain, Who has borne all our sins, and has cleansed ever stain. Cho. (38.) I All glory and praise to the God of all !N"o. 163. grace, Who lias bought ns, and sought us, and guided our ways. Cho. 6 Revive us again, fill each heart with Thy love May each soul be rekindled with fire 'from above. Cho. No. 161. 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest I "Come to Me," saith One, "and com Be at rest, be at rest ! " [ing Cho.-" In His feet and hands are wound- prints, And His side, and His side." 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ! "In His feet and hands are wound- prints. And His side, and His side." 3 Hath He diadem as Monarch That His brow adonis .' " Yes. a crown in very surety, But of thorns, but of thorns." Cho. 4 If I still hold closelv to Him, What hath He at last I " Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past, Jordan past ! " Cho. 5 Finding, following, keeping, strug- Is He' sure to bless ? [gling, "Angels, martyrs, prophets, sages. Answer, yes *! answer, yes ! " Cho. No. 162. 1 The blood, the blood is all my plea, Xor should a sinne** wonder, For guilty stain and stinging pain Had torn my heart asunder! Cno.-But now I'm bending at the cross, "Washing in the crimson tide, And cleansed, I tarry at the foun- tain. Opened at my Saviour's side. 2 My cup, my cup it runneth o'er, With joy celestial brimming; On wings of love I soar above, His hallelujahs hymning. Cho. 3 The blood, the blood is all my song, I have no bliss without it ; From every stain it makes me clean, My life and lip shall shout it. Cho. (39.) 1 There is a land, a beauteous land, Where ransomed saints in glory stand; And songs of rapture fill the air, Oh ! tell me, Lord, shall I be there ? PvEF.-Shall I be there, shall I be there, And in those songs of rapture share ? Shall I be there, shall I be there — Oh! tell me, Lord, shall I be there ? 2 Shall I those glories e'er behold. Those pearly gates and streets of gold ? A crown of glory shall I wear ? Oh ! tell me, Lord, shall I be there ? lief. 3 That glorious land when shall I see ? Oh ! is that blessed place for me . ? Is there a crown for me to wear — Shall I indeed, O Lord, be there ] Ref. "Whene'er my wanderings here shall Receive me into perfect peace: [cease, And may Thy voice to me declare : Oh ! yes, my child, thou shalt be there ! Bef.-I shall be there, I shall be there. And in those songs of rapture share ; I shall be there, I shall be there, Thro' faith in God, I shall be there. IN~o. 164. 1 Heavenly Father, bless me now, At the cross of Christ I bow; Take my guilt and grief away, Hear and heal me now, I pray. Xow, O Lord, this very hour, Send Thy grace, and show Thy pow'r; While I rest upon Thy word," Come, and bless me now, O Lord. 2 Xow. just now, for Jesus' sake, Lift the clouds, the fetters break ; While I look, and as I cry. Touch and cleanse me, ere I die. Xever did I so adore Jesus Christ, Thy Son, before : Now the time ! and this the place ! Gracious Father, show Thy grace. 3 Mercy now, O Lord, I plead, In this hour of utter need ; Turn me not away unblest, Calm my anguish into rest. O Thouloving, blessed One, Rising o'er me like the sun, Light and life art Thou within — Saviour, Thou, from every sin ! ]NTo. 165. 1 Far from home, yes, far from home, In sin and rags 1 sadly roam ; No tender love or Father's care, But nll'd with sorrow and despair. CHO.-Come home ! come home ! Prodigal child, come home ! Come home ! come home ! Prodigal child, come home. 2 Far from home and far from God, I feel the chastening of His rod, In feeding here among the swine, Refusing peace and love divine. Gho. 3 Far from home and far from Christ, His love so free and without price ; "While here in wretchedness I roam, Far froni God, and Christ, and home. Gho. 4 Quick to the banquet house repair, Thy Father stands to greet thee there ; Come, now, behold His smiling face, He'll kiss thee with His pardoning grace. Gho. No. 16G. 1 Is this the way, my Father ? liesponse — "Lis, my child; Thou must pass through this tanpled, dreary wild, If thou would'st reach the city undefiled, || : Thy peaceful home above. :|| 2 But enemies are round ; liesponse — Yes, child, I know, That where thou least expect'st thou'lt find a foe ; But victor shalt thou prove o'er all below, || : Only seek strength above. :|| 3 My Father, it is dark ; Response — Child, take my hand, Cling close to me, I'll lead thee through the land ; Trust my all-seeing care, so shalt thou stand || : Midst glory bright above. :|| 4 My footsteps seems to slide, Response — Child, only raise Thine eyes to me, then in these slippery ways I will hold up thy goings ; A nd thou shalt praise •J: Me for each stop above. :|| 5 Father, I am weary ! Response — Child, lean thine head Upon my breast ; it was my love that spread Thy rugged path ; hope on, Till I have said : || : Rest, rest, forever rest. :|| No.167. First Commandment.— Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Second Commandment.— Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth be- neath, or that is in the water under the earth : Thou shalt not bow down thy- self to them, nor serve them ; for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth gen- eration of them that hate me ; and show- ing mercy unto thousands of them that love me and keep my commandments. Third Commandment.— Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain ; for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh His name in vain. Fourth Commandment. — Remember the sabbath-day to keep it holy. Six days shalt thoii labor, and do all thy work : But the seventh day is the sab- bath of the Lord thy God ; in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor the stranger that is within ' thy gates : For in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the seventh day : where- fore the Lord blessed, the sabbath-day and hallowed it. Fifth CoMMANDMENT.-,-Honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee. Sixth Commandment.— Thou shalt not kill. Seventh Commandment.-TIiou shalt not commit adultery. Eighth Commandment.— Thou shalt not steal. Ninth Commandment.— Thou shalt (40.) not hear false witness against thy neighbor. Tenth Commandment.— Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor anservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor anything that is thy neighbor's. No. 1G8. 1 We shall meet no more to sever, By-and-by, by-and-by ; And the darkness will be over, By-and-by, by-and-by ; With, "the toilsome journey done, And the glorious battle won, "We shall shine forth as the sun, By-and-by, by-and-by. Cho .-We shall meet no more to sever, By-and-by, by-and-by ; And the darkness will he over, By-and-by, by-and-by. 2 We shall see and be like Jesus By-and-by, by-and-by ; He a crown of life will give us, By-and-by. by-and-by ; And the angels who fulfil, All the mandates of His will, Shall attend and love us still. By-and-by, by-and-by. Cho. 3 Then with robes of snowy whiteness, By-and-by, by-and-by ; And with crowns of dazzling bright- By-and-by, by-and-by ; [ness There our storms and perils passed. And with glory ours at last, "We'll possess the kingdom vast, By-and-by, by-and-by. Cho. NO. 169. I Let me go where saints are going, To the' mansions of the blest ; Let mo go where my Redeemer Has prepared His people's rest ; I would gain the realms of bright- ness, Where they dwell for evermore ; I would join the friends that wait me, Over on the other shore. Cho. -Let me go ! 'tis Jesus calls me ; Let me gain the realms of day ! Bear me over, angel pinions, Longs my soul to be away. 2 Let me me go ! why should I tarry ? What has earth to keep me here ? What, but cares and toils and sorrows? What, but deatli and pain and fear ! Let me go ! for hopes most cherished Blasted round me often lie ; Oh ! I've gathered brightest flowers, But to see them fade and die. Cho. 3 Let me go ! there is a glory That my soul hath longed to know: I am thirsting for the waters That from crystal fountains now ; There is where^the angels tarry ; There the saved forever throng : There the brightness wearies iiever ; There I'll sing Redemption's song. Cho. No. 170. 1 I will sing you a song of that beauti- ful land. The far-away home of the soul, Where no storms ever heat on the glittering strand, While the years of eternity roll, While the years of eternity roll ; Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand, While the years of eternity roll. 2 There the great tree of life in its beau- ty doth grow, And the river of life floweth hy, For no death ever enters that city you know, And nothing that maketh a lie. 3 That unchangeable home is for you and for me, Where Jesus of Xazareth stands ; The King of all kingdoms forever is He, And He holdeth our crowns in His hands. 4 Oh, how sweet it will be in that beau- tiful land, So free from all sorrow and pain ! With songs on our lips, and with harps in our hands, To meet one another again. No. 171. 1 Joyfully, joyfully onward I move, Bound 'to the hind of bright spirits above: Angelic choristers sing as I come, (41.) Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home ! . Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, Homo to the land of bright spirits I go ; Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam, Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. I 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 seeptre be gone : Joyfully, then, shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. No. 173. J 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 hath left a crimson stain ; He washed it white as snow. 2 Lord, now indeed I find Thy faith, and Thine alone, Can change the leper's spots, And melt the heart of stone. Cho. 3 For nothing good have I Whereby Thy grace to claim — I'll wash my garment white In the blood of Calv'ry's Lamb. Cho. 4 When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, Then "Jesus paid it all" Shall rend the vaulted skies. Cho. 5 And when before the throne I stand, in Him complete, I'll lay my trophies down, All down, at Jesus' feet. Cho. No. 173. "1 The great Physician now is near, The sympathizing Jesus, He speaks, the drooping heart to cheer, Oh hear the voice of Jesus. Cuo.-Sweetest note in seraph song, Sweetest name on mortal tongue, Sweetest carol ever sung, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. 2 Your many sins are all forgiven, Oh ! hear the voice of Jesus, Go on your way in peace to heaven, And wear a crown with Jesus. Cho 3 All glory to the dying Lamb, I now believe in Jesus, I love the blessed Saviours name, I love the name of Jesus. Cho. 4 His name dispels my guilt — and fear No other name but Jesus : Oh! how my soul delights to hear The charming name of Jesus. Cho. ]N~0. 174^. From " Songa of Devotion. 1 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry : "While on others Thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. Cho. -Saviour, Saviour, Hear ray humble cry, While on others thou art calling, Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at a throne of mercy Find a sweet relief ; Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief. Cho. 3 Trusting only in Thy merit, Would I seek Thy face ; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace. Cho. 4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me ; Whom have Ion earth beside Thee ? Whom in heaven but Thee ? Cho. UNTo. 175. 1 I am coming to the cross ; I am poor, and weak, and blind ; I am counting all but dross ; I shall full salvation find. Cho. I am trusting, Lord, in Thee, Dear Lamb of Calvary ; Humbly at Thy cross I bow ; Save me, Jesus, save me now. 2 Long my heart has sighed for Thee, Long has evil reigned within ; Jesus sweetly speaks to me, I will cleanse you from all sin. Cho. 3 Here I give my all to Thee — Friends, and time, and earthly store ; Soul and body Thine to be — Wholly Thine — forever more. Cho. (42.) 4 In the promises I trust ; !Now I feel the blood applied ; I am prostrate in the dust ; I with Christ am crucified. Cho. 5 Jesus comes ! He fills ray soul ! Perfected in love I am ; I am every whit made whole; Glory, glory to the Lamb. Cho. 1 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine, The joy and desire of my heart, For closer communion I pine ; I long to reside where Thou art. Cho. -My will to Thine own I resign, Xm\ gladly forsake all for Thee Now, Saviour, I know I am Thine, Dear Jesus, abide Thou with me, 2 The pasture I languish to find, Where all who their Shepherd obey, Are fed, on Thy bosom reclined, And screened from the heat of the day. Cho. 3 'Tis there, with the lambs of Thy There only, I covet to rest ; [flock, To lie at the foot of the rock, Or rise to be hid in Thy breast. Cho. 4 'Tis there I would always abide, And never a moment depart. — Concealed in the cleft of Thv side, Eternally held in Thy heart. Cho. 5 Appear, and my wanderings shall cease ; The blood of atonement apply ; And to Thvself lead me for peace, — The Rock that is higher than I. Cho. 6 Oh. enter this desolate heart. — Then rule o'er the heart Thou hast won ; Not again in Thine anger depart, But make it forever Thy throne. Cho. >7o. 177. 1 Often, as we travel onward, 1 'ward the happy, better land, Where our dear ones, gone before us, b to us a beckoning hand, [>w weary with our trials, And our bitter pain ami loss, And forget, in human weakness, There's a crown above the cross. 2 Often we grow faint and weary In the rough and rugged way, That shall lead us over sorrows, Nearer heavenward day by day; And we sit down, weak and weary Saying. Life is only loss ; Losing sight, in human blindness, Of the crown above the cross. 3 Oh, be strong to do and sutler ! After labor cometh rest : After pain and sorrow — gladness To the weary, weary breast. After earth, the peace of heaven, And the life made free from dross ; After night the golden morning, And the crown above the cross. ^N"0. 178. From " Charm." 1 "Almost persuaded," now to believe ; '•Almost persuaded," Christ to re- eeive, Seems now some soul to say, "Go, Spirit, go Thy way. Some more convenient (lav On Thee I'll call." 2 "Almost persuaded," come, come to- day : "Almost persuaded," turn not away, Jesus invites you here, Angels are lingering near, Prayers rise from hearts so dear ; O wanderer, come! 3 "Almost persuaded." harvest is past' "Almost persuaded," doom comes at last ! "Almost ",cannot avail ; "Almost " is but to fail ! Sad, sad, that fitter wail — "Almost, but lost! " :Vo. 179. 1 There is a happy land, Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day. Oh, how they sweetly "sing. "Worthy is our Saviour King ; ' Loud let His praises ring, Praise, praise for aye. 2 Come to that happy land, Come, come away. Why will ye doubting stand, Why still delay 1 (43.) Oli, we shall happy be, When, from sin and sorrow free, Lord, wo shall dwell with Thee, Blest, blest for aye. 3 Bright, in that happy land, Beams every eye: Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. Oh, then to glory run ; Be a crown and kingdom won ; And bright, above the sun,] AVe'll reign for aye. No. ISO. 1 To-day the Saviour calls, Ye wand'rers, come; Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam 1 2 To-day the Saviour calls : Oh, listen now; Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 To-day the Saviour calls, For refuge fly ; The storm of justice falls, And death is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day : Yield to His power : Oh, grieve Him not away ; "Tis mercy's hour. No. 181. 1 Listen ! the Master beseecheth, Calling each one by his name ; His voice to each loving heart reacheth, Its cheerfulest service to claim. Go where the vineyard demandeth Vinedressers' nurture and care ; Or go where the white harvest standeth, The joy of the reaper to share. CiiO.-Then work, brothers, work ! let us slumber no longer, For God's call to labour grows stronger and stronger ; The light of this life shall be dark- en'd full soon, But the light of the better life resteth at noon. 2 Seek those of evil behaviour, Bid them their lives to amend ; Go, point the lost world to the Saviour, And be to the friendless a friend. SI ill be the lone heart of anguish l (44 Sooth' d by the pity of thine ; By wayside, if wounded ones languish, Go pour in the oil and the wine. Cho 3 Work, though the enemies' laughter Over the valleys may sweep — For God's patient workers hereafter Shall laugh when the enemies weep. Ever on Jesus reliant, Press on your chivalrous way — The mightiest Philistine giant His Davids are charter'd to slay. Cho. 4 Work for the good that is nighest ; Dream not of greatness afar ; That glory is ever the highest, Which shines upon men as they are. Work, tho' the world would defeat you ; Heed not its slander and scorn ; Nor weary till angels shall greet you With smiles through the gates of the morn. Cho. 5 Offer thy life on the altar j In .the high purpose be strong; And if the tired spirit should falter, Then sweeten thy labour with song, What, if the poor heart complaineth, Soon shall its wailing be o'er ; For there, in the rest which remaineth, It shall grieve and be weary no more. Cho No. 183. 1 " For ever with the Lord," Amen, so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word : 'Tis Immortality, Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's inarch nearer home ; Nearer home, nearer homo, A day's march nearer home. 2 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near. At times, to faith's aspiring eye Thy golden gates appear ! Ah, then my spirit faints To reach the land I love ; The bright inheritance of saints- Jerusalem above ; Home above, home above, Jerusalem above. 3 Yet doubts still intervene, And all my comfort flies : Like Noah's dove, I flit between ) Rough seas and stormy skies ; Anon the clouds depart, The wind and waters cease, While sweetly o'er my gladdened Expands the bow of peace; [heart Bow of peace, bow of peace, Expands the bow of peace. 4 So. when my latest breath Shall rend the vail in twain. By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain : Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, "Forever with the Lord:" With the Lord, with the Lord, "Forever with the Lord." No. 183. 1 Since God, in whom we live and move, By sovereign right demands our love, Oh, let our Sabbath worship rise Like incense wafted to the skies. CHORUS. Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace : Streams of mercy never ceasinuet. We're journeying on to Canaan, Thro' suffering,and trial, and care, And when we get safely to glory, Oh, say, shall we meet you all there ? Cno.-Oh, say, shall we meet you all • there? Oh, say, shall we meet you all there ? And when we get safely to glory, Oh, say, shall we meet you all there ? Solo. 2 What is your mission, my brother, What is your mission below ? What is your mission, my sister, As journeying onward we go ? Duet.Our mission is practising mercy, Sweet charity, patience, and love, And following the footsteps of Jesus, That lead to the mansions above. Solo. Cho. 3 Oh, yes ! you will meet us, my brother, God helping our weakness and sin ; Bearing the cross, we, my sister, The crown will endeavor to win. Duet. We'll walk through the vale and the shadow, Thro' sufferings, and trials, and care, And when you get safely to glory, You'll meet, yes, you'll meet us all there! Cho. TSTo. 187. 1 I'm trying to climb up Zion's hill, For the Saviour whispers, "Love me; " Tho' all beneath is dark as death, Yet the stars are blight above mo. Then upward still, to Zion's hill, To the land of joy and beauty, My path l>efore shines more and more, As it nears the golden city. Cuo.-I'm climbing up Zion's hill, I'm climbing up Zion's hill, Climbing, climbing, Climbing up Zion's hill. 2 I know I'm but a little child, My strength will not protect me ; But then I am the Saviour's Lamb, And He will not neglect me. Then all the time I'll try to eliinl) This holy hill of Zion, For I am sure the way is pure, And on it comes "no lion." Cho. 3 Then come with me, we'll upward go, And climb this hill together ; And as we walk we'll sweetly talk, And sing as we go thither. Then mount up still God's holy hill, Till we reach the pearly portals, Where raptured tongues proclaim the songs Of the shining-robed immortals. Cho. No. 1SS. 1 We shall sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn ! We shall meet to part, no, never ! On the resurrection morn ! From the deepest caves of ocean, From the desert and the plain, From the valley and the mountain, Countless throngs shall rise again. Clio. -We shall sleep, but not for ever, There will be a glorious dawn; We shall meet to part, no, neAer On the rerurrection morn I (46.) 2 When we see a precious blossom, That we tended with such care, Rudely taken from our bosom, How our aching hearts despair! Round its little grave we linger, Till the setting sun is low, Feeling all our hopes have perished With the flower we cherished so. Cho. 3 We shall sleep, but not for ever, In the lone and silent grave ; Blessed be the Lord that taketh, Blessed be the Lord that gave. In the bright, eternal city Death, can never, never come ! In His own good time Hell call us From our rest to Home, sweet Home. Cho, No. ISO. 1 Let us gather up the sunbeams Lying all around our path ; Let us keep the wheat and roses, Casting out the thorns and chaff; Let us find our sweetest comfort In the blessings of to-day, With a patient hand removing All the briars from the way. Clio. -Then scatter seeds of kindness, Then scatter seeds of kindness, Then scatter seeds of kindness, For our reaping by-and-by. 2 Strange, we never prize the music Till the sweet- voiced bird has flown ! Strange, that we should slight the violets Till the lovely flowers are gone ! Strange, that summer skies and sunshine Never seem one half so fair, As when winter's snowy pinions Shake the white down in the air ! Cho. 3 If we knew the baby fingers, Pressed against the window pane, Would be cold and stiff" to-niorrow — Never trouble us again — Would the bright eyes of our darling Catch the frown upon our brow ? Would the piint of rosy fingers Vex us then as they do now ? Cho. 4 Ah ! those little ice-cold fingers, How they point our memories back To the hasty words and action Strewn alone our backward track! How those little hands remind us, As in snowy grace they lie, Not to scatter thorns — but roses — For our reaping by-and-by ! Cho. IVo. lOO. 1 I'm working for the Master — glorious work divine ! Through grace I'll labour in the field While breath and life are mine; I'm working for the Master, And this my boast shall be : The consecrated cross of Him, Who bled and died for me. Cho. -Dear Saviour, hear my earnest Descend in power and might ; [pray'r, Make this the tempie of Thy love, And bless our souls to-night. 2 If strains like mine so simple, Can reach Thy gracious ear, Oh, grant the Christian hope they breathe Some careless soul may hear; If I am counted worthy/ JTo sing these songs For Thee, The least among Thy children, Lord, 1 am content to be. Cuo. -Dear Saviour, hear my earnest Descend in power and might, [pray'r, Oh, turn some wanderer to Thy fold, Convert one soul to-night. 3 Thy Name. precious Jesus, My constant theme below; Thy love that crowns the angels' song, I'll sing where'er I go ; While on my journey homeward, My greatest joy sl'iall be To labour in the Vineyard here, And gather souls for Thee. ChO.-Dear Saviour, hear my earnest Descend in power and might, [pray'r, Convert some thoughtless sinner now, Seal Thine one soul to-night. ^o. lOl. 1 I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet, And Jesus abides with me there ; And His Spirit and blood make my cleansing complete, And His perfect love casteth our fear. CHORUS. Oh, come to this valley of blessing so sweet, Where Jesus will fulness bestow — And believe, and receive, and confess Him, That all His salvation may know. (47.) 2 There is peace in the valley of bless- ing so sweet, And plenty the land doth impart ; And there's rest for the weary- worn traveller's feet, And joy for the sorrowing heart. Cho, 'd There is love in the valley of bless- ing so sweet, Such as none but the blood-washed may feel ; When heaven comes down redeemed spirits to greet, And Christ sets His covenant seal Cho. 4 There's a song in the valley of bless ing so sweet, That angels would fain join the strain — As, with rapturous praises, we bow at His feet, Crying, "AVorthy the Lamb that was slain!" Cho. No. 193. 1 I'm kneeling, Lord, at mercy's gate, With trembling hope and fear, I've waited long, and still I wait, Thy gracious voice to hear. Thy precious word has bid me seek The joys Thou hast in store ; Wilt Thou, O Lord, in mercy speak, I'm kneeling at the door. CllO.-l'm kneeling at the door, Kneeling at the door ; Wilt Thou, O Lord, in mercy speak, I'm kneeling at the door. 2 None ever empty turned away, Who truly sought Thy face: And I, my Saviour, come to-day, To seek Thy pardoning grace. Thy precious Blood is all my plea : This can my soul restore : Wilt Thou in mercy speak to me, I'm kneeling at the door. Cho. 3 And when the ransomed millions On Zion's flowery hill [stand With palms of victory in their hand, Waiting their Master's will; Oh, may I bear the living green, And that dear Name adore, Whose love the sinner did redeem, While kneeling at the door. Cho. NO. 193. From "Fresh Laurel*. 1 Jesus the water of life will give Freely, freely, freely, Jesus the water of life will give Freely to those who love Him ; Come to that fountain, oh, drink and Freely, freeh freely, [live. Come to that fountain, oh, drink and live, Flowing for those that love Him. CUORUS. The Spirit and the Bride say, Come ; Freely, freely, freely ; And he that is thirsty, let him come, And drink of the water of life. The fountain of life is flowing, Flowing, freely flowing ; The fountain of life is flowing, Is flowing for you and for me. 2 Jesus has promised a home in heaven Freely, freely, freely ; Jesus has promised a home in heaven, Freely to those that love Him. Treasures unfading will there be Freely, freely, freely; [given Treasures unfading will there be given Freely to those that love Him. Cho. Jesus has promised a robe of white, Freely, freely, freely ; Jesus has promised a robe of white, Freely to those that love Him; Kingdoms of glory and crowns of Freely, freely, freely ; [light. Kingdoms of glory and crowns oi light Freely to those that love Him. Cho. 4 Jesus has promised eternal day, Freely, freely, freely ; Jesus has promised eternal day Freely to those that love Him ; Pleasure that never shall pass away, Freely, freely, freely ; Pleasure that never shall pass away, Freely to those that love Him. Cho. INTO. 194,. 1 Long my spirit pined in sorrow, Watching, waiting all in vain; Waiting for a golden morrow, Free from earthly care and pain. When 1 heard a sweet voice saying, In the accents of a friend, "Cheer up,brother, 'keep on praying,' Keep on praying to the end." (48.) CHO.-TVhen our -wayward thoughts are ]N"o. 106. 1 Tell me the old, old story straying, "When God's mercy seems delaying, Then in faith we'll keep on praying, Keep on praying, Keep on praying to the end. 2 Ye. who sigh for holy pleasures, Ye, who mourn your load of sin, "Keep on praying," heavenly treas Of unseen things above. Of Jesus and His^ glory, Of Jesus and His love. Tell me the story sinrply, As to a little child, For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. In the end you're sure to win. [urea Cno.-Tell me the old, old story. pray rid vo Wrestle with the Lord of glory, Lav your troubles at His' feet, Plead, with faith in Calvary's story Till your joys are all complete. Cho 3 How the angel-band rejoices, When a kneeling mortal prays ; Hear them cry in heavenly voices, "Keep on praying," all your days: Pray until you reach fair Canaan, Reach the pearly gates of day, Then vour bliss shall end in glory, And shall never pass away. Cho. No. 195. 1 Oh, if my house is built upon a rock, I know it will stand for ever ; The floods may come, and the rolling thunder's shock May beat upon my house that is founded on a rock. But it never will fall, never will fall, never, never, never ! Cho. -My rock is firm, it is my sure foundation, 'Tis Jesus Christ, my loving Saviour, Jesus Christ, my loving Saviour, The Rock of my salvation, The Rock of my salvation. 2 Oh, if my house is built upon the sand, 'Twill fall when the floods are swelling : The winds will blow, and the tempest will descend, And beat upon my house that is built upon the sand, And it surely will fall, never to rise, never, never, never ! Cho. 3 Theu let my house be built upon a rock, For there it will stand for ever ; The floods may come, and the rolling thunder's shock May beat upon my house that is founded on a rock, But it never will fall, never will fall, never, never, never ! Cho. It will my spirit move; Oh, tell me the old, old story Of Jesus and His love. % 2 Tell me the story slowly, That I may take it in, That wonderful redemption, God's remedy for sin. Tell me the story often, For I forget so soon ! The "early dew" of morning Has passed away at noon. 3 Tell me the same old story, When you have cause to fear That this world's empty glory Is costing me too dear. Oh yes. when that world's glory Is dawning on my soul, Tell me the old, old story, "Christ Jesus makes thee whole ! " Cho. No. 107. 1 Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown ; Only waiting till the glimmer Of the day's last beam is flown ; Till the night of death is faded From the heart once full of day ; Till the stars of heavn are breaking Thro' the twilight soft and gray. Cho.-I am waiting, only waiting For the summons to the grave ; And I'm trusting, solely trusting In almighty pow'r to save. 2 Only waiting till the reapers Have their last sheaf gather'd home ; For the summer time is ended, And the autumn winds have come; Quickly, reapers, gather quickly The last ripe hours of my heart, For the bloom of life is wither'd, And I hasten to depart. Cho. 3 Only waiting till the angels Open wide the mystic gale, (49.) At whose feet I long have linger'd, "Weary, poor, and desolate ; Even now I hear thy footsteps, And their voices far away, If they call me, I am waiting, Qnly waiting to obey. C ho. 4 Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown; Only waiting till the glimmer Of the day's last beam is flown ; Then from out the gathering darkness, Holy, deathless stars will rise, By whose light my soul will gladly "Wing its passage to the skies. Cho. JNTo. li>8. 1 "When I can read my title clear, To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes, Cho. -We will stand the storm, It will not be very long ; "We will anchor by-ano>by, 2 Let cares like a wild deluge come, Let storms of sorrow fall — So I but safely reach my home, . My God, my heaven, my all. Cho. 3 There I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. Cho. No. 199. 1 Blessed Bible! how I love it ! How it doth my bosom cheer ! "What on earth like this to covet ? Oh, what stores of wealth are here ! Man was lost, and doomed to sorrow, Xot one ray of light or bliss Could he from earth's treasures borrow, Till his way was cheered by this. ||: Blessed Bible ! Blessed Bible! How thou dost my spirit cheer. : || 2 Yes, I'll to my bosom press thee; Precious word, I'll hide thee here, Sure my very heart will bless thee, For thou ever say'st "good cheer!" Speak, poor heart, and tell thy pond- Tell how far thy roving led, ['rings, When this book brought back thy wan- d'rings, Speaking life as from the dead. Blessed Bible ! &.c. (50. ) 3 Yes, sweet Bible ! I will nide thoo Deep — yes, deeper in this heart : Thou through all my life will guide mo, And in death we will not part. Part in death ? no, never ! never ! Thro' death's vale I'll lean on thee ; Then in world's above, for ever, Sweeter still thy truths shall be. Blessed Bible ! &c. No. 200. 1 "When we hear the music ringing In the blight celestial dome, "When sweet angel voices singing Gladly bid us welcome home, To the land of ancient story, "Where the spirit knows no care, In that land of light and glory, Shall we know each other there? Cno.-Shall we know each other? Shall we know each other ? Shall we know each other ? Shall we know each other there ? 2 "When the holy angels meet us, As we go to join their band, Shall we know the friends that greet us In the glorious spirit land ? Shall we see the same eyes shining On us, as in days of yore ? Shall we feel their dear arms twining Fondly round us, as before 1 Cho. 3 Yes, my earth-worn soul rejoices, And my weary heart grows light, For the thrilling angel voices And the an eel faces bright, That shall welcome us in heaven Are the loved of long a«;o, And to them 'tis kindly given Thus their mortal friends to know. Cho, 4 Oh ! ye weary, sad and tossed ones, Droop not, faint not by the way ; Ye shall ioin the loved and just ones In the land of perfect day ! Harp-strings touched by an^el fingers Murmured in my raptured ear, Evermore their sweet song lingers ""We shall know each other there." Cho No. SOI. 1 "We've listed in a holy war, Battling for the Lord ! Eternal life, eternal joy, Battling for the Lord ' Oho. -We'll work till Jesus comes, We'll work till Jesus comes, Well work till Jesus comes, And tlieu we'll rest at home. 2 Under our captain Jesus Christ, Battling for the Lord ! We've listed for this mortal life, Battling for the Lord ! Cho. 3 We'll fight against the powers of sin, Battling for the Lord ! In favor of our heavenly King, Battling for the Lord ! Cho. 4 And when our warfare here is o'er, Battling for the Lord ' This strife we'll lea ve,and warno more, Butt ling for the Lord! Cho. 5 Our friends and kindred there we'll On the heavenly shore ! [meet, And ground our arms at Jesus' feet, On the heavenly shore ! Cho. :vo. 2()2. 1 Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole ; 1 want Thee forever to live in my soul : Break down every idol, cast out every foe ; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. CHO.-Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 2 Dear Jesus, let nothing unholy re- main ; Apply Thine own blood, and extract ev- ery stain ; To get this blest washing, I all things forego ; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. 3 Dear Jesus, come down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacri- fice ; I give up rnyself,and whatever I know, — Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. 4 Dear Jesus, Thou see'st I patiently wait ; Come now, and within me, a new heart create ; To those who have sougnt Thee, Thou never saidst no, — Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. 5 Dear Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat ; I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet. By faith, for my cleansing, I see Thy blood flow— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Cho. 6 The blessing, by faith, I receive from above ; glory ! my soul is made perfect in love ; My prayer has prevailed, and this mo- ment I know The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow. Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow, Dear Jesus, Thy blood makes me whiter than snow. No. 203. 1 Oh, what are you going to do, brother! Say, what are" you going to do ? You'have thought of some useful labor. But what is the end in view ? Tou are fresh from the home of your boyhood, And just in the bloom of vouth ! Have you tasted the sparkling water That flows from the fount of truth ? CHORUS. Is your heart in the Saviour's keeping ? Remember, He died for 3-011 ! Then what are you going to do, brother ? Say, what are you going to do ? 2 Oh, what are you going to do, brother 1 The morning of youth is past ; The vigor and strength of manhood, I My brother, are yours at last. You are rising in worldly prospects, And prospered in worldly things ; — A duty to those less favored, The smile of your fortune brings. CHORUS. Go, prove that your heart is grateful — The Lord has a work for you ! Then what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are'you going to do? 3 Oh, what are you going to do, brother 1 Your sun at its noon is high ; (51.) It shines in meridian splendor, And rides through a cloudless sky. You are holding a high position, Of honor, of trust, and fame ; — Are you not "willing to give the glory And praise to your Saviour's Name ? CHORUS. The regions that sit in darkness Are stretching their hands to you; Then what are you going to do, brother 1 Say, what are you going to do ? 4 Oh, what are you goin -to do, brother ? The twilight approaches now ; — Already your locks are silvered, And winter is on your brow. Sour talents, your time, your riches, To Jesus, your Master, give ; Then ask if the world around you Is better because you live. CHORUS. You are nearing the brink of Jordan, But still there is work for you ; Then what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do 1 No. 204. 1 I am now a child of God, For I'm washed in Jesus' blood ; I am watching and I'm longing while I wait. Soon on wings of love to fly, To my home beyond the sky, To my welcome, as I'm sweeping thro' the gates. ItEF.-In the blood of yonder Lamb, Washed from eveiy stain I am ; Robed in whiteness, clad in brightness, 1 am sweeping through the gates. 2 Oh ! the blessed Lord of light, I have loved Him with my might : Now His arms enfold, and comfort while I wait. I am leaning on His breast, Oh ! the sweetness of His rest, And I'm thinking of my sweeping thro' the gates, lief. 'A I am sweeping towards the gate, Where the blessed for me wait : Where the weary workers rest for over- more. Where the strife of earth is done, And the crown of life is won, Oh ! I'm thinking of the city while I soar. Ref. (fv2.) 4 Burst are all my prison bars, * And I soar beyond the stars ; To my Father's liouse, the bright and blest estate. Lo ! tha morn eternal breaks, And the song immortal wakes, Robed in whiteness, I am sweeping through the gates. Ref No. 205. 1 There's a light in the window for thee, brother, There's a light in the window for thee ; A dear one has moved to the mansions above, There's a light in the window for thee. Clio.- A mansion in heaven we see, And a light in the window for thee ; A mansion in heaven we see, And a light in the window for thee. 2 There's a crown, and a robe, and a palm, brother, When from toil and care you are free ; The Saviour has gone to prepare you a home, With a light in the window for thee. Gho 3 Oh, watch, and be faithful, and pray brother, All your journey o'er life's troubled Tho' afflictions assail you, and storms beat severe, There's a light in the window for thee. Gho. 4 Then on, perseveringly on, brother, Till from conflict and suffering free ; Bright angels now beckon you over tho stream, There's a light in the window for thee. Gho No. 20G. 1 I love to tell tho story Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story, Because I know it's true, It satisfies my longings, As nothing else would do. CHO.-I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory To tell the old, old story, Of Jesus and His love. 2 I love to tell the story : More wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dreams. I love to telllhe story : It did so much for me ! And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee. Cho. 3 I love to tell the story : 'Tis pleasant to repeat "What seems, each time I tell it, More wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story : For some have never heard The message of salvation From God's own holy word. Cho. 4 I love to tell the story : For those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, 111 sing the New, New Song, 'Twill be— the Old, Old Story That I have loved so long. Cho. JVo. 207. 1 Go, and tell Jesus, weary, sin-sick soul. He'll ease thee of thy burden, make thee whole ; Look up to Him, He only can forgive, Believe on Him and thou shalt surely live. Cho.-Go, and tell Jesus, He only can forgive ; Go, and tell Jesus, O turn to Him and live; Go, and tell Jesus, Go. and tell Jesus, Go, and tell Jesus, He only can forgive. 2 Go, and tell Jesus, when your sins arise, Like mountains of deep guilt before your eyes : His blood was spilt, His precious life He gave, That mercy, peace, and pardon you might have. Cho. No. 208. 1 O, think of a 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, Over there, over there. O think of the home over there. 2 O, 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. Over there, over there, 0, 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. 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. Over there, over there, I'll soon be at home over there. ^so. 209. 1 Lo ! our fathers' God is with us ! We can trace His mighty hand, In our churches, vast in number, Wide extending o'er our land. Let our full united chorus Ever onward roll along, And the year of time be vocal With our loud, ecstatic song. Cho. --Marching along we are marching along : Rising and progressing, we are march Dig along ; Our hearts are united, and this be our song : Our' fathers' God is with us while we're marching along. 3 Go, and tell Jesus, he'll dispel thy 1 2 Lo ! our fathers' God is with us ! fears, Lost in wonder, we adore AVill calm thy doubts, and wipe away, Him who brought them safely hither thy tears I With the Gospel to our shore. He'll take thee in His arm, and on HisiFired with zeal, and armed with courage, breast, Strong in faith and love divine. Thou may'st be happy, and for ever] Thro' the darkest cloud that gathered rest. ' They could see His glory shine. Cho (53.) 3 Lo ! our fathers' God is with us ! They have laid their armour down, 1 They have passed the vale of shadow, Left the cross to wear a crown : "We must bear their glorious standard, Wield our veteran fathers' sword, In the army of the faithful We are battling for the Lord. Cho. 4 Lo ! our fathers' God is with us ! Sing aloud with heart and voice, Still increasing and progressing, Brethren, let us all rejoice ! Hallelujah ! what a meeting, When we reach the shining shore, There with saints who've gone before us. Shout "Free grace" for evermore! Cho. JNTo. 210. 1 Say ye not, Christian reaper, That the earth no harvest yields : Look abroad ! yes, all around you, See the waiting harvest fields ! CHO.-Look abroad ! yes, all around you, See the waiting harvest-fields ! Say ye not, Christian reaper, That the earth no harvest yields. 2 Weak in flesh, but strong in spirit, Wield the trusty sickle' &H)lade ; Have no fear of Satan's reapers, Tho' in pomp they be arrayed. Cho. 3 Multitudes of youth and children, Scattered through this world of sin; Multitudes of men and women, Christ will give you grace to win. Cho. 4 Very soon the autumn cometh, And the summer will be o'er, Then, among the ripened harvests You will find your work no more. Cho. 5 But if you in faith have labored, Gathering all the sheaves of grain, You in joy will meet the Master, When at last he comes again ! Cho. TSlo. 311. I We sing of the realms of the blest, That country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confessed, — But what must it be to be there 1 CiiO.-But what, but what. But what must it be to be there ? Aud oft are its glories confessed, — But what must it be to be there ? 2 We speak of its service of love, Of robes which the glorified wear- The church of the first-born above, But what must it be to be there ? Cho. 3 Do Thou, Lord, 'midst pleasure or woe, For heaven our spirits i>repare ; And shortly we also shall know, And feel what it is to be there. Cho. IS'o. 213. 1 I am so glad that our Father in heaven, Tells of His love in the Book He has given ; Wonderful things in the Bible I see, This is the dearest, that Jesus loves me. Cho. -I am so glad that Jesus loves me, Jesus loA-es me, Jesus loves me, I am so glad that Jesus loves me, Jesus loves even me. 2 Tho' I forget Him and wander away, Kindly He follows wherever I stray ; Back to His dear loving arms would I When I remember that Jesus loves me. Cho. 3 Oh, if there's only one song I can sing, When in His beauty I see the great King, This shall my song in eternity be, Oh, what a wonder that Jesus loves me. Cho. No. 213. Brother, you may work for Jesus, God has given you a place In some portion of His vineyard, And will give sustaining grace. He has bidden you " Go labor," And has promised a reward, Even joy and life eternal In the kingdom of your Lord, In the kingdom of your Lord. Brother, you may pray for Jesus, In your closet, and at homo, In the village, in the city. , Or wherever you may roam. Pray that God may send the Spirit Into some dear sinner's heart, And that in his soul's salvation You may bear some humble part. 3 Brother, you may "sing for Jesus," Oh how precious is His love ! Praise Him for His boundless bless- Ever coming from above. Uugs f54.) Sine: how Jesus died to save you, How your siu and guilt He bore; How His blood hatli sealed your par- "Sing for Jesus " evermore, [don : i Brother, you may live for Jesus, Him who died that you might live ; Oh then all your ransomed powers Cheerful to His service give. Thus for Jesus you may labor, And for Jesus' sing and pray ; Consecrate your life to Jesus- Love aud serve Him every day. No. 214. 1 'Twas Jesus, my Saviour, who died on the tree, To open a fountain for sinners like me : His blood is that fountain which pardon bestows. And cleanses the foulest wherever it flows. Cho. -For the Lion of Judah shall break every chain, And give us the vie fry again and again. 2 And when I was willing with all things to part, He gave me my bounty, His love in my heart : So now I am joined with the conquerin g band, Who are marching to glory at Jesus command. Cho. 3 And when with the ransomed by Je- sus, my head, From fountain to fountain, I then shall be led ; I'll fall at His feet and His mercy adore, And sing of the blood of the cross ever more. Cho. No. 215. 1 Oh, hast thou ue'er heard of the beau tiful stream, That flows through our Father's land? its waters are bright in the heavenly Aud ripple o'er golden sand. [light, Cno. -Seek now that beautiful stream, Seek now that beautiful stream, Its waters so free, are flowing for thee, Oh, seek then that beautiful stream. 2 Its virtues endure, and its waters, so pure, Are sweet to the weary soul ; It flows from tne throne of Jehova\ alone ! Come, drink where its bright wavc^ roll. Cho. 3 This beautiful stream "is the river oi of life," It flows for all nations free : A balm for each wound in its waters is found ; Oh, sinner, it flows for thee. Cho. 4 Oh, wilt thou not drink of this beau- tiful stream, And dwell on its peaceful shore ? The Spirit says, "Come all ye weary ones home. And wander in sin no more. Cho. No. 21C5. 1 Trav'ler, whither art thou going, Heedless of the clouds that form f Nought to me the wrnds rough blowing, Mine's a land without a storm. Cuo.-Aud I'm going, yes, I'm going To that land that has no storms, 'And I'm going, yes, I'm going To that land that has no storms. 2 Trav'ler, art thou here a stranger. Not to fear the tempest's power ? I have uot a thought of danger, Tho' the sky may darkly lower. Cho. 3 Trav'ler, now a moment linger, Soon the darkness will be o'er. No ! I see a beckoning finger, Guiding to a far offshore. Cho. 4 Trav'ler, yonder narrow portal Opens to receive thy form. Tes, but I shall be immortal In that land without a storm. Cho. No. 217. 1 Christian, awake ! for the strife is at hand "With helmet and shield, and a sword in thy hand ; To meetthe bold tempter, go, fearless- ly go, And stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Cuo.-Stand like the brave, stand like the brave, Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. (55.) 2 Whatever thy danger, take heed and beware, And turn not thy back, for no armor is there ; The legions of darkness, if thou would' st o'erthrow, Then stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Gho. 3 The cause of thy Master with vigor defend, Be watchful, be zealous, and fight to the end ; "Wherever He leads thee, go, valiantly g°> And stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Gho. 4 Press on, never doubting, thy Captain is near, With grace to suj>ply, and with comfort to cheer ; His love, like a stream, in the desert will flow, Then stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe. Gho. UNTO. 218. 1 Sometimes I catch sweet glimpses of His face, But that is all ; Sometimes He speaks a pass word of peace, But that is all. Sometimes I think I hear His lovin voice || : Upon me call. :|| 2 And is this all He meant when thus He spoke, "Come unto me ?" Is there no deeper, more enduring rest In Him for thee ? Is there no steadier light for thee in Him? || : Oh ! come, and see ! :|| 3 Oh, come and see ! oh, look, and look again ! All .shall be right; Oh, taste His love, and see that it is good, Thou child of night ! Oh, trust thou, trust thou iu His grace and power, || : Then all is bright. :|| 4 Kay, do not wrong Him by thy heavy thoughts, But love His love ; Do thou full justice to His tenderness, His mercy prove ; Take Him for what He is : oh, take Him all, || : And look above. :|| ]N"o. 210. 1 There's a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we can see it afar ; For the Father waits over the way, To prepare us a dwelling place there. Cho.-Ih the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore, In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore. 2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore The melodious songs of the blest, And our spirits shall sorrow no more, Not a sigh for the blessing of rest. Gho. 3 To onr bountiful Father above, We will offer the tribute of praise, For the glorious gift of His love, And the blessings that hallow our days! Gho. 4 We shall rest on that beautiful shore, In the joys of the saved we shall share ; All our pilgrimage toil will be o*er, And the conqueror's crown we shall wear. Gho. 5 We shall meet, we shall sing, we shall reign, In the land where the saved never die ; We shall rest free from sorrow and pain, Safe at home in the sweet by and by. Gho. JVo. 320. 1 Oh, how I love Jesus, Oh, how I love Jesus, Oh, how I love Jesus, Because He first loved me ! 2 How can I forget Thee, How can I forget Thee, How can I forget Thee, Dear Lord, remember me. No. 221. 1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise ; The glories of my God and Kiug, The triumphs of His grace ; The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace. (56.) 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim. — [0 may not duty seem a load, Xor worship prove a task To spread, thro" all the earth abroad L FatL Th c uick - ninff Spirit seml The honours of Thy name. From heaven, in Jesus' name, 3 Jesus! — the Name that charms onr And bid our waiting minds attend That bids our sorrows cease: [fears, 'Tis music in the sinners ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. And put our souls in frame. 3 May we receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart; Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye And keep the precious treasure there, dumb. Your loosened tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ; And leap, ye lame, for joy. :nv>. 222. 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Xame ! Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all. 2 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. 3 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestial balh To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Oh. that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. IVo. 223. I Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand were their And all their joys are one. [tongues, And never with it part. jS"o. 225. 1 Oh, could I find from day to day A nearness to my God, Then would my hours glide sweet away, While leaning on His word. 2 Lord, I desire with Thee to live Anew from dav to day, In joys the world can never give Xor ever take away. 3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my heart, And make me wholly Thine, That I may never more depart, Xor grieve Thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my frame dissolves in death My soul shall love Thee more. NO.226. 1 Forever here my rest shall be, Close to Thy bleeding side, This all my hope, and all my plea, — For me the Saviour died. 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, 2 "Worthy the Lamb tha* _ed," they Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, 'To be exalted thus :" [cry, "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For He was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine ; And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever Thine. 4 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred Xame Of Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. I Once more we come before our God : Once more His blessing ask : And cleanse and keep me clean. 3 Wash me, and make me thus Thine Wash me, and mine thou art; [own: Wash me, but not my feet alone, — My hands, my head, my heart. :NTo. 227. 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all' Thy quick'nin^o. 236. 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, And heaven and nature sing, [sing. And heaven, and heaven and nature 2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns! Let men their songs employ: While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and Repeat tin: sounding joy, [plains, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat the sounding joy. No. 237. 1 Awake, my soul ! stretch every nerve, And press with vigour on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, Arid onward urge thy way. No. 238. 1 Father, I stretch my hand to Thee ; Xo other help I know, If Thou withdraw Thyself from me, Ah ! whither shall I go ? Cho.-I will believe. I do believe, That Jesus died for me; And thro His blood, His precious blood I shall from sin be free. 2 What did Thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath ! What pain, what labour to secure My soul from endless death ! Cho. 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel Thy power : And all my wants Thou would'st re- lieve, In this accepted hour. Cho. 4 Author of faith ! to Thee I lift My weary, longing eyes : Oh, let me iiow receive that gift, — My soul without it dies. Cho. :Vo. 239. 1 Bright was the guiding star that led. With mild, benignant ray. The Gentiles to the lowly shed Where the Redeemer lay. 2 But lo ! the Scriptures' clearer light Now points to His abode ; It shines thro' sin and sorrow's night, To guide us to our God. 3 O let us tread the narrow path, While light and grace are given ; And thus escape the coming wrath. And reign with Him in heaven. ]NTo. 24,0. 1 How sad our state by nature is ; Our sin. how deep its stains ; And Satan binds our eaptive souls Fast in his slavish chains. (59.) £ But there's a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word : — Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust a faithful Lord. 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief; I would believe Thy promise, Lord ; Oh, help my unbelief ! 4 To the blest fountain of Thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly ; Here let me wash my guilty soul From crimes of deepest dye. No. 341. 1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend His cause ; Maintain the honour of His word, — The glory of His Cross, 2 Jesus, my God ! — I know His Name ; His Name is all my trust ; Nor will He put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, And He can well secure "What I've committed to His hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will He own my worthless name Before His Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. No. 243. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made : O earth, rejoice and sing ; Let songs of triumph hail the morn; Hosanna to our King ! 2 The stone the builders set at naught, That stone has now become The sure foundation, and the strength Of Zion's heavenly dome. 3 Christ is that stone, rejected once, And numbered with the slain ; Now raised in glory, o'er His Church Eternally doth reign. No. 343. 1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free ? No : there's a cross for every one, And there's a cross for me. 2 How happy are the saints above Who once went sorrowing here : But dow they taste unmingled love, And joy without a tear. 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, Till death shall set us free, And then go home my crown to wear,- . For there's a crown for me ! No. 344. 1 Come, let us join with one accord In hymns around the throne ; This is the day our risingLord Hath made and called His own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest The brightest of the seven, Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heaven. No. 345 1 And did the Holy and the Just,— The Sovereign of the skies, — Stoop down to wretchedness and dust That guilty man might rise ? 2 Yes, the Redeemer left His throne, His radiant throne on high — Surprising mercy ! love unknown ! — To suffer, bleed, and die. 3 To dwell with mis'ry here below, The Saviour left the skies, And sunk to wretchedness and woe, That worthless man might rise. 4 He took the dying traitor's place, And suffered in his stead ; For sinful man — wondrous grace!— For sinful man He bled. No. 346. 1 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds. And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the ti-oubled breast ; 'T is manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, res£ Dear Name, the rock on which I build My shield and hiding place ; My never-failing treasure, fill'd With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I brings ).) JNo. 24=7. 1 Jesus, the Name high over all, In hell, or earth, or sky ; Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly. 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, — The Name to sinners given ; It scatters all their guilty fear; It turns their hell to heaven. 3 that the world might taste and see The riches of His grace ; The arms of love that compass me, Would all mankind embrace. INTO. 24,8. 1 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink, Though press' d by ev'ry foe, That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe; — 2 That will not murmur or complain Beneath the chast'ning rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God ; — 3 A faith that shines more bright and When tempests rage without; [clear That, when in danger, knows no tear, In darkness feels no doubt. 4 Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come, We'll taste, e'en here, the' hallo w'd bliss Of an eternal honie. No. 249. 1 What glory gilds the sacred page Majestic, like the sun, It gives a light to every age ; It gives, but borrows none. 2 Lord ! everlasting thanks be Thine For such a' bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 3 Our souls rejoicingly pursue The steps of Him we love, Till glory break upon our view In brighter worlds above. JVo. 250. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of peace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and (oh, amazing love !) He flew to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled ; Enter d the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. ilVo. £51. 1 Oh, for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free ; — A heart that always feels Thy blood, So freely spilt for me : — 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne : Where only Christ is heard to speak,- Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 Oh, for a lowly, contrite, heart, Believing, true, and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part Prom Him that dwells within : — 4 A heart in every thought renew' d And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine. No. 252. 1 Return, wanderer, return, And seek thy Father's face ; Those new desires which in thee burn Were kindled by His grace. 2 Return, wanderer, return ; Thy Saviour bids thee live : Come to His cross, and grateful, learn How freely He'll forgive. 3 Return, wanderer, return, And wipe the falling tear : Thy Father calls, — no longer mourn ; "Tis love invites thee near. No. 253. 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumb'ring care, Rlun ged in a gulf of dark despair, A ? d fP 611 * the bours of setting day We wretched sinners lay ^ uumble > grateful prayer. Without one cheering beam of hope, 2 I love in solitude to shed Or spark of glimm'ring day. I The penitential tear, 5 (61.) And all His promises to plead Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think of mercies past, And future good implore, — And all my cares and soriows cast On Him whom I adore. i I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven ^o. 254,. 1 Hail, sacred truth ! whose piercing Dispel the shades of night [raj's Diffusing o'er a ruined world The healing beams of light. 2 Thy word, O Lord, with friendly aid, Restores our wand'ring feet ; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. 3 O send Thy light and truth abroad, In all their radiant blaze ; And bid th'admiring world adore The glories of Thy grace. ]STo. 255. 1 Dear Itefuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise, On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But, oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call Thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust ; And still my soul would cleave to Thee, Though prostrate in the dust. No. 256. 1 By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath, beneath the Of Sharon's dewy rose ! [hill, 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod — Whoso secret heart, with influence Is upward drawn to God. [sweet, 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay ; The rose that blooms beneath the M2 Must shortly fade away. 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's And stormy passion's rage, [power. ^STo. 257. 1 O for an overcoming faith, To cheer my dying hours, - To triumph o'er approaching death, And all his frightful powers. 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quivering lips should sing, — Where is thy boasted vict'ry, Grave ? And where, O Death, thy sting ? 3 If sin be pardoned, I'm secure Death has no sting beside : The law gives sin its damning power, But Christ, my ransom, died, No. 258. 1 In mercy, Lord, remember me, Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of Thy might. ' 2 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes Since Thou wilt not remove : O, in the morning let me rise, Rejoicing in Thy love. 3 Or, if this night should prove my last And end my transient days ; Lord, take me to Thy promised rest, Where I may sing Thy praise. No. 259. 1 How precious is the Book divine, By inspiration given ; Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears : And life, and light, and joy imparts, And banishes our fears. 3 This lamp, thro' all the tedious nigl.l Of life, shall guide our way ; Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. (62.) No. 2GO. 1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stands, With all-engaging charms ; Hark, how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms. 2 Permit them to approach, He cries, Nor scorn their humble name; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came. 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful And yield them up to Thee : [hands, Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, Thine let our offspring be. 4 Ye little dock! with pleasure hear, — Ye children ! seek His face ; And fly. with transports, to receive The blessings of His grace. No. 361, g 1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high : To Thee will I direct my prayer, — To Thee lift up mine eye : — 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, To plead for all His saints ; Presenting at the Father's throne, Our songs and our complaints. 3 Now to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there ; I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy fear. 4 may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. No. 26'?. Source of the old prophetic ii-'e; Fountain of life and love. Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by Thee The prophets wroto and spoke; Unlock the truth, Thyself the key; Unseal the sacred Book. 3 Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove; Brood o'er our nature's night ; On our disorder'd spirits move, And let there now be light. God, thro' himself, we then shall know, If Thou within us shine ; And sound, with all Thy saints below. The depths of love divine. No. 264,. 1 This holy Book I'd rather own Than all the gold and gems That e'er in monarchs' coffers shone, Than all their diadems. 2 Xay, were the seas one chrysolite. The earth one golden ball, And diamonds all the stars of night. This book were worth them all. 3 Yes, here a blessed balm appears To heal the deepest woe, And those who read this Book in tears Their tears shall cease to flow-. 1 Lord, while for all mankind we pray, Of every clime and coast, hear us for our native land, The land we love the most. 2 guard our shores from every foe ; With peace our borders bless — Our cities with prosperity, Our iields with plenteousuess. 3 Unite us in the sacred love Of knowledge, truth, and thee ; And let our hills and valleys chant The songs of liberty. No. 3G3. 1 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire; Let us Thine influence prove; No. 265. 1 Wiry do we mourn for dying friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to His arms. 2 Are we not tending upward too, As fast as time can move \ Xor should we wish the hours more To keep us from our love. [slow, 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ] There once the flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all His saints He blest And softened every bed : Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head ( No. 266. 1 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear; Repent, thine end is nigh ; Death, at the farthest, cannot *ye fa.r • O think before thou die. f63.) 8 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save ; Thy sins, how high they mount ! W hat are thy hopes beyond the grave ? How stands that dark account ? a Death enters, and there's no defence ; His time there's none can tell ; He'll in a moment call thee hence To heaven, or down to hell. I>To. 367. 1 Am I a soldier of the cross — A follower of the Lamb — And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Since I must fight if I would reign, Increase my courage, Lord ; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word. UNTo. 268. 1 How happy every child of grace, Who knows his sins forgiven ! This earth, he cries, is not my place ; I seek my place in heaven. 2 A country far from mortal sight, Yet, 0,"by faith I see ; The land of rest, the saints delight, — The heaven prepared for me. 3 what a blessed hope is ours ! While here on earth we stay, We more than taste the heavenly A nd ante-date that day. [powers, IN"o. 269. 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene That rises on my sight ! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And vivers of delight. 3 There generous fruits, that never fail> On trees immortal grow; There rock, and hill, and brook, and With milk and honey flow. [vale, 4 O'er all those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day : There God the Sou forever reigns, And scatters night away. ]STo 370. 1 There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-with'ring flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green : So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, [flood Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold Should fright us from the shore. No. 271. 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind. ) Nail'd to the shameful tree ; How vast the love that Him inclined To bleed and die for thee 1 2 Hark ! how He groans, while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend : The temple's veil in sunder breaks, — The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ! Receive ray soul ! He cries : See where He bows His sacred head ; He bows His head, and dies. 4 But soon He'll break death's envious And in full glory shine : [chaiu O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love, liko Thine I No. 372. 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt The Saviour's parcelling blood, Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealM, His praises turned my tongue; And when the evening shades pre- His love was all my song, [vail'd, (64.) 3 In prayer my soul drew neat the Lord, And' saw His glory shine ; And when I read His holy Word, I call'd each promise mine. 4 But now, when evening shade prevails, }Iy soul in darkness mourn ; And' when the morn the light reveals, Xo light to me returns. No. 273. 1 Thy law is perfect, the Lord of light ; Thv testimonies sure ; The statutes of Thy realms are right, And Thy commandment pure. 2 Let these, O God, my soul convert, And make Thy servant wise ; Let these be gladness to my ears, — The day-spring to mine eyes. 3 By these may I be warned betimes ; Who knows the guile within ? Lord, save me from presumptuous Cleanse me from secret sin. [crimes; T^o. 2 74,. 1 Why should we boast of time to come. Though but a single day i This hour may hx our tinal doom, Tho' strong, and young, and gay. 2 The present we should now redeem ; This only is our own : The past, alas ! is all a dream; The future is unknown. 3 Oh, think what vast concerns depend Upon a moment's space, "When life and all its cares shall end In vengeance or in grace ! 4 Oh, for that power which melts the And lifts the soul on high, [heart, Where sin, and grief, and death depart, And pleasures never die. No. 375. 1 My God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest da}'S, And comfort of my nights. 2 In darkest shades, if Thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my soul"s bright morning And Thou my rising sun, [star, 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, (65.) If Jesus shows His mercy mine, And whispers I am His. 4 My soid would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Hun np witli joy the shining waj', To see and praise my Lord. No. 276. 1 Lord, I approach the mercy-seat, Where Thou dost answer prayer ; There humbly fall before Thy feet,- For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea; With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, Lord, am I. 3 0, wondrous love ! — to bleed and die, ' To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious name. No. 277. 1 Lord, I believe a rest remains To all Thy people known ; A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And Thou art loved alone. 2 A rest where all our soul's desire Is fixed on things above ; Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. 3 Oh, that I now the rest might know, Believe, and enter in : Now, Saviour, now the power bestow, And let me cease from sin. 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove ; To me the rest of faith impart, — The sabbath of Thy love. :Vo. 278. 1 Hosanna, be the children's song, To Christ, the children's King; His praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the children sing. 2 From little ones to Jesus brought, Hosanna now be heard ; Let little infants now*be taught To lisp that lovely word. 3 Hosanna, on the wings of light, O'er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night. And heaven to earth, reply. TSTo. 279. ) Why should onr tears in sorrow flow When God recalls His own, And bids them leave a world of woe For an immortal crown ? 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those Whose life to God was given? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heaven. 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest : They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, And entered into rest. 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow, God has recalled His own ; Bnt let our hearts, in every woo, Still say, — Thy will be done. No. 280. 1 Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire, Utter d or unexpress'd; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, — The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's native breath, The Christian's native air ; Eis watchword at the gates of death, — He enters Heaven with prayer. No. 381. 1 Blest be the dear uniting love, That will not let us part : Our bodies may far off remove, We still are one in heart. 2 Joiu'd in one spirit to our Head, Where He a], points we go; Awl still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And show His praise below. 3 O may we ever walk in Him, And nothing know beside, — Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucified. No. 282. 1 Ob, for a closer walk with God,— A calm and heav'nly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb. 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul refreshing view Of Jesus and His word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made thee mourn And drove thee from my breast. No. 283. 1 That awful day will surely come Tbe'appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Jesus. Thou source of all my joys, Thou ruler of my heart, How could I bear to hear Thy voice Pronounce the word, — Depart ! 3 The thunder of that awful word Would so torment my ear, 'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. 4 What, to be banish'd from my Lovd, And yet forbid to die ; To linger in eternal pain, And death forever fly ? 5 wretched state of deep despair, To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste His love. No. 284,. From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer s Name be sung. Thro' every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies. Lord ; Eternal truth attends Thy word: Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till sun shall rise and set no more. (G(>.) 3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring ; In songs of praise divinely sing^ ; The great salvation loud proclaim, And shout for joy the Saviour's Xame. 4 In every land begin the song ; To every land the strains prolong; In cheerful sounds all voices raise, And till the word with loudest praise. 1XO. 285. 1 Of Him who did salvation bring, 1 could forever think and sing ; Arise, ye needy, — He'll relieve ; Arise, ye guilty, — He'll forgive. 2 Ask but His grace, and lo, 'tis given Ask, and He turns your hell to heav'n: Though sin and sorrow wound my soul Jesus, Thy balm will make it whole. 3 To shame our sins He blush; din blood; He closed His eyes to show us God : Let all the world fall down and know, That none but God such love can show. 4 'Tis Thee I love, for Thee alone I shed my tears and make my moan ; "Where'er I am. where'er I move, I meet the object of my love. 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; I drink, and yet am ever dry : Ah ! who against Thy charms is proof f Ah ! who that loves can love enough ? Xo. 286. 1 Bless, O my soul! the living God ; Call home thy tho'ts that rove abroad: Let all the powers within me join In work and worship ao divine. 2 Bless, O my soul ! the God of grace ; His favours claim thy highest praise ; Why should the wonders He hath Be lost in silence, and forgot? [wrought 3 'Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son To die for crimes which thou hast done He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 Let every land nis power confess; Let all the earth adore His grace : My heart and tongue with rapture join. In work and worship so divine. No. 287. 1 And will the great eternal God On earth establish His abode ? And will He, from His radiant throne, Accept our temples for His own ? These walls we to Thy honour raise : Long may they echo with Thy praise; And Thou, descending, rill the place With choicest tokens of Thy grace. Here let the great Redeemer reign t With all the graces of His train ; "While power divine His word attends. To conquer foes, and cheer His friends. No. 288. 1 Come, let us tune our loftiest song, And raise to Christ our joyful strain; Worship and thanks to Him belong, Who reigns, and shall forever reign. 2 His sovereign power our bodies made; Our souls are His immortal breath ; And when His creatures sinn'd He bled, To save us from eternal death. 3 Burn, every breast with Jesus' love ; Bound every heart with rapt'rous joy ; And saints on earth, with saints above, Your voices in His praise employ. 4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song, Ascend for Him our cheerful strain; Worship and thanks to Him belong, "Who reigns, and shall forever reign. No. 289. 1 God is the refuge of His saints, When storms of sharp distress invade; Ere we can oiler our complaints, Behold Him present with His aid. Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide, While every nation, every shore, Trembles and dreads the swelling tide. 3 There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God; Life, love, and joy still gliding through, And watering bur divine abode. 4 That sacred stream, Thy holy Word, Supports our faith, our fear controls ; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting [souls. — No. 290. 1 Behold, the heathen waits to know The joy the Gospel will bestow ; The exiled captive to receive 'The freedom Jesus luis to give- (07.) 2 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, That we have seen these Tatter days, When our Redeemer shall be known, Where Satan long hath held his throne. 3 Where'er His hand hath spread the skies, Sweet incense to His Name shall rise ; And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew. No. 291. 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and He destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. 3 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall' fill Tby courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. No. 292. 1 Sovereign of worlds ! display Thy Be this Thy Zion's favored hour ; [power ; Bid tbe bright morning star arise, And point the nations to the skies. 2 Set up Thy throne where Satan reigns, On Afric's shore, on India's plains, On lonely isles and lands unknown, And make the nations all Thine own. 3 Speak ! and the world shall hear Thy voice ; Speak ! and the desert shall rejoice ; Scatter the gloom of heathen night, And bid all nations hail the light. No. 293. 1 My heart is fixed on Thee, my God; I rest my hope on Thee alone ; I'll spread Tby sacred truths abroad,— To all mankind Thy love make known. 2 Awake, my tongue ; awake, my lyre ; With morning's earliest dawn arise, To songs of joy my soul inspire, And swell your music to the skies. 3 With those who in Thy grace abound. To Thee I'll raise my thankful voice ; Till every land, the earth around, Shall hear, and in Thy Name rejoice. 4 Eternal God, celestial Kin», Exalted be Thy glorious Name ; Let hosts in heaven Thy praises sing, And saints on earth Thy love proclaim. No. 294. 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Doth his successive journeys run ; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moon shall wax and wane no more. 2 From north to south the princes meet, To pay their homage at His feet ; While western empires own their Lord, And savage tribes attend His word. 3 To Him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown His head ; His Name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 4 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. No. 295. 1 Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from Thy presence springs • To spend one day with Thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within Thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r, Shall tempi my feet to leave Thy door. 3 God is our sun, He makes our day ; God is our shield, He guards our way From all assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within No. 296. 1 Say, sinner, hath a voice within Oft whisper' d to thy secret soul. Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield tby heart to God's control ? 2 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, It was the Saviour's gracious call ; (68.) It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 3 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind The Man of .Nazareth !— 'tis He, With garments dyed at Calvary. 3 Oh ! lovely attitude !— He stands With melting heart, and laden hands ! That call thou may'st not always slight, Oh ! matchless kindness !— and He shows And yet the gate of mercy lind. 4 Sinner, perhaps this very day Thy last accepted time may be ; Oh. shouldsr thou grieve Him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. INTo. 297. This matchless kindness to His foes. 4 Admit Him, ere His anger burn — His feet departed ne'er return ; Admit Him, or the hour's at hand When at His door denied you'll stand! No. 300. 1 How sweetly flow'd the gospel's sound '1 We ha™ no outward righteousness, "I?™™, lmo nf ^tlnnnoQ n-nA rr-nnno. ^Z O lllpHtS OT" 0T>0(1 WOT'lcS tr> Til f».fl fl ! Xo merits or good works, to plead ; thousands ~ gather* d We only catl be saved by grace; Thy grace, Lord, is free indeed. From lips of gentleness and grace, While list'nin, round, And joy and rev'rence fill'd the place. 2 From heaven He came, of heaven He' A faith Thou must Thyself impart ; 2 Save us by grace, thro' faith alone, - spoke. To heaven He led His foll'wers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke, Unveiling an immortal day. I Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest. Yes, sacred Teacher ! we will come, Obey, and be forever blest. N\>. 398. 1 Come, O Thou greater than our heart. Amdmake Thy faithful mercies known ; The mind which was in Thee impart: Thy constant mind in us be shown. 2 Oh, let us by Thy cross abide, Thee, only Thee, resolve to know, The Lamb for sinners crucified, A world to save from endless Avoe. 3 Take us into Thy people's rest, And we from our own works shall cease; With Thy meek Spirit arm our breast, And keep our minds in perfect peace. 4 Jesus, for this wo calmly wait ; Oh, let our eyes behold Thee near ! Hasten to make our heaven complete ; Appear, our glorious God, appear. No. 299. 1 Behold ! a stranger's at the door ! He gently knocks— has knock'd before! Has waited long — is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 But will He prove a fi ieud indeed ? He will 1— tho verv friend you need I A faith that would by works be shown, A faith that purifies the heart : 3 A faith that doth the mountains move, A faith that shows our sins forgiven, A faith that sweetly works by love, And ascertains our claim to heaven. ISTo. 301. 1 Prayer is appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give ; Long as they live should Christians pray ; They learn to pray when first they live. 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress; If cares distract, or fears dismay ; If guilt deject ; if sin distress ; I In every case still watch and pray. 3 'Tis prayer supports the, soul that's weak: Tho' thought be broken. language lame, Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak ; But pray with faith in Jesus' Name. 4 Depend on Him; thou canst not fail: Make all thy wants and wishes known ; Fear not; His merits must prevail : Ask but in faith, it shall be done. No. IJ02. 1 Slavery and death the cup cod tains ; Dash to the earth the poisoned bowl ; Softer than silk are iron chains Compared with those that chafe the soul. 2 Hosannas, Lord ! to Thee we sing, Whose power the giant fiend obeys ; What countless thousands ti ibut« bring For bappier homes ami brislitai riava (69.) 3 Spare, Lord, tlie thoughtless, guide the bliud ; Till man uo more shall deem it just, To live, by forgiug chains to bind His weaker brother in the dust. 3STo. 303. 1 What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ; Yet who that knows its worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there 1 2 Prayer makes the darkened clouds withdraw ; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love ; Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight Prayer keeps tlie Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. Doxology. L. M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. No. 304. 1 Lord, how secure and blest are they Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ; Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heav'n and peace within. 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, Made up of innocence and love ; And soft and silent as the shades, Their nightly minutes gently move. 3 Quick as their tho'ts their joys come But fly not half so swift away: [down, Their souls are ever bright as noon, And calm as summer evenings be. 4 How oft they look to the heav'nly hills, Where grOT68 of living pleasure grow; And longing hopes and cheerful smiles, Sit undisturb'd upon their brow. INTo. 3()5. 1 Deem not that they are blest alone Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep; For God, who pities man, has shown A blessing for the eyes that weep. 2 The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears ; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. 3 There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; Tho' grief may bide an evening guests Yet joy shall come with early light. 4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny, — Tho' with a pierced and broken heart, And spurned of men, He goes to die. NO. 306. 1 How sweet the hour of closing day, When all is peaceful and serene, And wiien the sun, with cloudless ray, Sheds mellow lustre o'er the scene ! 2 Such is the Christian's parting hour; So peacefully he sinks to rest ; [power, When faith endued from heaven with Sustains and cheers his languid breast. 3 Mark but the radiance of his eye, That smile upon his wasted cheek ; They tell us of his glory nigh, In language that no tongue can speak 4 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer The pilgrim on his gloomy road; And angels are attending near, To bear him to their bright abode. ]STo. 3()7. 1 Jesus, the gift divine I know, The gift divine I ask of Thee ; The living water now bestow, Thy Spirit and Thyself, on me. 2 For Thou of life the fountain art, None else can give or take away ; may I find it in my heart, And with me may it ever stay. 3 Thus may I drink, — and thirst no For drops of finite happiness ; [more Spring up, O well, in heavenly power, In streams of pure perennial peace. No. 308. How vain is all beneath the skies ! How transient every earthly bliss! How slender all tho fondest ties That bind us to a world like this ! The evening cloud, tho morning dew, The with' ling grass, the fading flow'r, (70.) Of earthly hopes are emblems true — The glory of a passing hour. 3 But tho' earth's fairest blossoms die, And all beneath the sides in vain, There La a brighter world on high, Beyond the reach of care and pain. 4 Then let the hope of joys to come Dispel our cares, and chase our fears: If God be ours, we're trav'ling home, Though passing thro' a vale' of tears, ^o. 300. 1 Why should we start, and fear to die ? What tim'rous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate to endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away ; And we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 Oh, would my Lord His servant meet. My soul woidd stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Xor feel the terrors as she passed. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, "While on His breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. No. 310. 1 He wills that I should holy be: That holiness I long to feel ; That full divine conformity To all my Saviours righteous will. 2 See, Lord, the travail of Thy soul Accomplished in the change of mine ; And plunge me. every whit made whole, In all the depths of love divine. 3 On Thee. O God, my soul is stayed, And waits to prove Thine utmost will; The promise by Thy mercy made, Thou canst, Thou wilt, in me fulfil. ISTo. 311. 1 From every stormy wind that blows , From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat ; Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 3 There is a place, where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads ; A place than ail besides more sweet,- It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene, where spirts blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sundered far.by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 There, thereon eagles' wings we soar, And sin and sense molest no more ; And heaven comes down our souls to greet, While glory crowns the mercy-seat. INTo. 313. 1 Lord of the wide, extensive main, Whose power the wind, the sea, con- trols, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sus- tain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls. 2 'Tis here Thine unknown paths we trace. Which dark to human eyes appear; While thro' the mighty waves we pass, Faith only sees that God is here. 3 Throughout the deep Thy footsteps We own Thy way is in the sea, [shine ; O'erawed by majesty divine, And lost in Thine immensity. :N"o. 313. 1 Glory to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light : Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings, Beneath the shadow of Thy wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill which I this day have done: That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. |3 Teach me to live, that I may dread IThe grave as little as my bed'; Teach me to die, that so I may llise glorious at the judgment-day. 4 Lord, let my soul forever share The bliss of Thy paternal care : 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above To see Thy face, and sing Thy love. >To. 3141. 1 I know that my Redeemer lives — What joy the blest assurance gives! lie lives, He lives, who once was dead; ^lie lives, my everlasting Head 1 (71.) 2 He lives, to bless me with His love He lives., to plead for me above ; He lives, my hungry soul to feed He lives, to help in time of need. 3 He lives, and grants me daily bread ; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; Ho lives, my mansion to prepare ; He lives, to bring me safely there. 4 He lives, all glory to His Name ; He lives, my Saviour, still the same ; "What joy the blest assurance gives, — I know that my Redeemer lives. No. 315. 1 Abraham, when severely tried, His faith by his obedience showed ; He with the harsh command complied, And gave his Isaac back to God. 2 His son the father offered up, — Son of his age, his only son ; Object of all his joy and hope, And less beloved than God alone. 3 O for a faith like his, that we The bright example may pursue; May gladly give up all to Thee, To whom our more than all is due. INTo. 316. 1 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live. Are not Thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in Thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of Thy grace Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, — So let Thy pard'ning love be found. 3 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. 4 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round Thy word, "Would light on some sweet promise there, — Some sure support against despair. No. 317. / 1 Ho dies! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around; A .solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground: 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; The Lord of glory dies for man S But lo ! what sudden joys we see: Je3us, the dead, revives again. 3 Say, Live forever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save; Then ask the monster, Where's thy sting 1 And, Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ? No. 318. 1 The day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass a way, What power shall be the sinners stay ? How shall He meet that dreadful day — When, shriv'llinglikea parch' d scroll, The naming heavens together roll ; And, louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? 3 Oh, on that day, the wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be Thou," O Christ, the sinner's stay, Tho' heaven and earth shall pass away. Doxology. L. M. Praise to the Father, with the Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One ; As ever was in ages past, And shall be so while ages last. No. 319. 1 Oh, that my load of sin were gone ; Oh, that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down — To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. Rest for my soul I long to find ; Saviour of all, if mine Thou art, Give me Thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp Thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, — Till I am wholly lost in Thee. 4 Fain would I learn of Thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove; The cross all si ained'with hallowed blood The labor of Tlry dying love. (72.) N"o. 320 1 let the pris'ners' mournful cries As incense in Thy sight appear ; Their humble wailings pierce the skies, It haply they may feel Thee near. 2 The captive exiles make their moans, From sin impatient to be free : Callhome,call home, Thy banished ones; Lead captive their captivity. 3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, The anchor of their steadfast hope, And bid their guilty terror's cease, And bring the raiisonrd pris'ners up. No. 321. 1 "While life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given ; But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! Ho.w sweet the Gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh ! haste away, While yet a pard'ning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on Time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave,— Before His bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, Xo Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, — Xo God regard your bitter prayer, Xo Saviour- calls you to the skies. Xo. 322. 1 Go, preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, — Bid the whole world my grace receive; He shall be saved who trusts My word. And he condemned who won't believe. 2 I'll make your great commission known; And ye sball prove my Gospel true, By all the works that'l have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 Teach all the nations my commands, — I'm with you till the world shall end; All power is trusted in my hands, — I can destroy, and I defend. No. 323. 1 no ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh : 'Tis God invites the fallen race : Mercy and free salvation buy,— Buy wine, and milk, and Gospel grace. (7! 2 Come to the living "waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; Return, ye weary wand'rers, hoine, And hud His grace is free for all. 3 See from the ltock a fountain rise ; For you in healing streams it rolls ; Money ye need not bring, nor price. Ye lab'ring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 4 Xothing ye in exchange shall give; Leave all you have, and are, behind ; Frankly the gift of God receive; Pardon and peace in Jesus find. No. 324. 1 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow, The star is dimm'd that lately shone; 'Tis midnight ; in the garden now The suff 'ring Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed, The Saviour wrestles lone with fears; Ev'n that disciple whom He loved Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 3 'Tis midnight ; and, for others' guilt, The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet He, who hath in anguish knelt, 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. :NTo. 325. 1 From Calvary a cry was heard, — A bitter and heart-rending cry, My Saviour ! every mournful word Bespeaks Thy soul's deep agony. 2 A horror of great darkness fell On Thee, Thou spotless, holy One ! And all the swarming hosts of hell Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 3 Lord ! on Thy cross I fix mine eye : If e'er I lose its strong control, let that dying, piercing cry, Melt and reclaim my wand'ringsoul. ZSTo. 326. 1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on.— Thus far His pow'rprolongs my days; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, Anil I, perhaps, am near my home ; 3.) But He forgives my follies past, fcome. And gives me strength for days to 3 I lay my body down to sleep : Peace is the pillow for my head; "While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 1 Thus, when the night of death shall come I My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. No. 327. 1 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine ; "With full consent Thine I would be, And own Thy sovereign right in me. 2 Grant one poor siuner more a place Among the children of Thy grace ; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 3 Here, at that cross where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God, — Thee, my new Master, now I call, And consecrate to Thee my all. No. 328. 1 Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou within no walls confined, Dost well with those of humble mind, Such ever bring Thee where they come. And, going, take Thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of Thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew ; Here, to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving name. Hoxology. L. M. Praise to the Father, with the Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One ; As ever was in ages past, And shall be so while ages last. No. 329. 1 Soon may the last glad song arise, Thro' all the millions of the skies — That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Let tLiones, and powers, and king- doms, be Obedient, mighty God, to Thee ; And every land, and stream, and main, Now wave the sceptre of Thy reign. 3 Oh, let that glorious anthem swell; Let host to host the triumph tell, 'Till not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns. No. 3SO. 1 All nature sings Thy boundless love, In worlds below, and worlds above; But in Thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of Thy grace. 2 There, what delightful truths I read ! There, I behold the Saviour bleed: His name salutes my list'ning ear, Revives my heart, and checks my tear. 3 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, A ml gives my lab'ring conscience peace; liaises my grateful thoughts on high, And points to mansions in the sky. 4 For love like this, O let my song, Thro' endless years. Thy praise prolong Let distant climes Thy Name adore, Till time and nature are no more. No. 331. 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be Let my religious hours alone,; [gone, Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see; 1 wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. 2 Oh, warm my heart with holy fire, And kindle there a pure desire: Come, sacred Spirit, from above, And fill my soul with heavenly love. 3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare ! How sweet Thine entertainments are! Never did angels taste above Itedeeming grace and dying love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! In Thee Thy Fathers glories shine; Thy glorious Name shall be adored, And every tongue confess Thee Lord. No. 332. 1 Come, Saviour, Jesus, from above, Assist mo with Thy heavenly grace Empty my heart of earthly love, Ami for Thyself prepare the place, (74.) 2 let Thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free ; Which pants to have no other will, But night and day to least on Thee. 3 Nothing on earth do I desire, Bnt Thy pure love within my breast This, only this, will I require, And freely give up all the rest. TX I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. Put not your trust in princes, Nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help. His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; In that very day his thoughts perish. Happv is he that hath the G<»d of Jacob for his help, Whose hope is in the Lord his God : Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that therein is. Which keepeth truth forever : Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: Which givethfood to the hungry. The Lord l->->seth the prisoners: The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind : The Lord raisetfa them that are bowed down: The Lord loveth the righteous. The Lord preserveth the strangers: He relieveth the fatherless and widow : But the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. The Lord shall rei^n forever, even thy God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the Lord. GOSPEL INVITATIONS. Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money ; come ye, buy, and eat ; Yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. — Isaiah lv, 1. Incline your ear, and come uuto me: hear, and your soul shall live ; And I will make an everlasting covenant with you, even the sure mercies of David. — ISAIAH lv, 3. The Spirit and the'bride say, Come. And let him that heaveth say, C>me. And lei him that is alhirst come. And whosoever will let him talt the water of life *'reely.—R.KV. xxii, 17. Come unto me. all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and 1 will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. — Matthew xi, '28, 29. And him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out. — John vi, 37. Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. — Matthew vii, 7. Repent, and turn yourselves from all your trans- gressions ; so iniquity shall not be your ruin. — Ezekiel xviii, 30. For I have no pleasure in the death of him that dieth, saith the Lord God : wherefore turn yourselves, and live ye. — Ezekiel xviii, 32. LOST AND FOUND. And he spake this parable unto them, saying, What -man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go alter that which was lost, until he find it* And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbors, saying unto them, Rejoice with me ; for I have found my sheep which was lost. 1 say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth. more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance. — Luke xv, 3-7. Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if 6he lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it? And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbors together, saying, Rejoice with me ; for I have found the piece which I had lost. — Luke xv, 8, 9. Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over oue 6inuer that repenteth.— Luke xv, 10. The Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost. — Luke xix, 10. DUTIES AND MOTIVES. For the grace of God that bringeth salvation hath appeared to all men, teaching us that, denying un- godliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly, in this present world ; Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious ap- pearance of the great Goa and our Saviour Jesus Christ; who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a pecul- iar people, zealous of good works. — Titus ii, 11-14. Be not highminded, nor trust in uncertain riches, but in the living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy j that they do good, that they be rich in good works, reaily to distribute, willing to communicate. —1 Timothy vi, 17, 18. Let your conversation be without covetousness ; and be content with such things as ye have ; for He hath taid, I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.— Ha- BliEWS xiii, 5. Masters, give nnto your servants that wnich l» Just and equal ; knowing that ye also have a Master iu heaven. — Colossians iv, 1. Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh; not with eye-service, as men pleasers ; hui in singleness of heart, fearing God. — Col. iii, 23. Whoso hath this world's good, and seeth his brother have need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion from him, how dwelleth the love of God in him! — 1 John iii, 17. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thv heart and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. Thi is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thy- self— Matthew xxii, 37-39. Children, obey your parents in all things: for this is well-pleasing to the Lord. — Colossians iii, 20. And ye, fathers, provoke not your children to wrath; but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. — Ephesians vi, 4. Husbands, love your wives, and be not bitter against them. — Colossians iii, 19. Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands, as it is fit in the Lord. — Colossians iii, 18. HEAVEN. In my Father's house are many mansions : if it were uot so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you, . . . that where I am there ye may .be also. — John xiv. 2, 3. For we know that if our earthly house of this taber- nacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. — 2 Corinthians v, 1. After this, I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands ; and cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb. And all the angels stood round about the throne, and about the elders and the four beasts, and fell before the throne on their faces, and worshiped God, saying, Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanks- giving, and honor, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen. These are they which came out of great tribulation and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve him day and night in his temple: and He that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midnt of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters : and God shut wipe away all tiars from their eyes. — Revelation vii, 9-17. There shall in no wise enter into it any thing: tha defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination or maketh a lie ; but they which are written in th Lamb's book of life.— Revelation xxi, 27. And the city hath no need of the sun, neither of th* moon, to sJiine in it : for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof— Rev. xxi, 23. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. No. Abide with me.. 16 Abraham, when. ..31 A charge to keep.370 A crown of glory. 120 Ah ! this heart is. 78 Alas ! and did my Almost persuadedl78 All hail the power 222 All nature sings. ...'530 Am I a soldier of. 267 And are we yet. ..392 And can I yet 375 And did the holy. 245 And may I still ... 58 And will thegreat287 Angels from the... 50 Arise, my soul,.... 30 Arise, my soul, on 361 Arm of the Lord .338 Art thou weary ...161 As God has kindly 113 Asleep in Jesus. ...346 Awake and sing.. .362 Awake, Jerusal..360 A wake, my soul,i n 80 Awake, my soul ...237 Away with our.... 125 Beautiful Zion.... 82 Before Jehovah's. 291 Behold a stranger299 Behold the heath'290 Behold theSavior27I Behold thethrone.n Bless, my soul.. .286 Blessed Bible 199 Blest are the sons 393 Blest be the dear.281 Blest be the tie ...390 Blow ve the 29 Bright and joyful.414 Bright home of.... 116 Bright was the.... 239 Brother you may 213 By cool Biloara , 8..25ti (an my soul find. 132 Centre of our 101 ( brist. the Lord.. J10 Chris nins, breth.399 Cling to tbe ...Ill Come, and let us .416 Come brethren.. 81 Come, come to 4 Come, every soul . 157 Come, Holy Ghost 263 Come, Holy Spirit 395 Come,h. spirit, If ly 227 Come, humble 235 Come, let us join. .223 (Jo me, let us join with one 244 Come, let us tuhe.288 Come, my soul,thy403 Come, O my soui..340 Come, O Thou 298 Come, Saviour 332 Come, said Jesus.. 405 Come, sinners, to. 337 Come, sound His. 364 Come, thou fount. 25 Come unto Jesus. 124 Come unto me 107 Come, yediscons.. 34 Come, ye sinners.. 35 Come, ye that love.384 Courage, brother. 145 Dear comrade 126 Bear is the spot. ..348 Dear Jesus, I long 202 Dear refuge of my 255 Deem not that 305 Deep are the 335 Delay not, delay.. 136 Depth of mercy L.105 Did Christ o'er ....367 Disciples of Jesus. 185 Earth's stormy.... 99 Except the Lord. 33 Fade, fade each... 46 Far from home.... 1 . 65 Far from my 331 Far from these. ...378 Father, I stretch. 238 Forever here mv .226 Forever with the. 182 From all that 284 From Calvary a... ".25 Fromev'y stormy 31 1 From Greenland's 54 Give me the wingsl 15 Glad was my 369 Glorious things of 41 No. Glory be to God ...411 Glory to Thee, my 313 Go and tell Jesus. 207 Go, preach my 322 Go, ye messengers 409 God bl's.our natv.135 God bless ourS.S.134 God has said 118 God is the refuge. 289 God loved the God moves in a 63 God's temple is... .149 Great God, attend295 Great God of 352 Great King of. 31 Guide me, Thou 79 Hail ! my ever 86 Hail ! sacred truth254 Hail totheSab'th363 Hark, my soul, it. 102 Hark, the herald. 412 Hark, the notes of 87 Hark, the song.... 89 Hark, what mean 40 Hasten, Lord, the 88 Hasten, sinner, to 398 Heavenly Father. 164 He dies! the 317 He leadeth me 122 He wills that I... .310 Ho! every one 323 Holy Spirit 1 Hosanna be the. ..278 How beauteous... .385 How blest the righteous 333 How blest the sacred tie 311 How gentle God's 389 How nappy ev'ry 268 How pleased and. 137 How precious is. ..259 How sad our state240 How sweetly 297 How sweet the hour of 306 How sweet I he name of 246 How tedious and. 65 How vain is all... 308 I am coming to. ..175 I am now a child 204 I am so glad that 212 No I am waiting by.. 17 I bring my sins to 147 If on a quiet sea.. 366 I gave my life for. 143 I have entered thel'Jl I hear the Saviour 172 I hear thy welcome42 I heard the voice. 107 I know that my. ..314 1 love thy kingd'm383 I love to steal a ...253 I love to tell the.. .206 I love to think of. 53 I'm a pilgrim and 69 I'm but a stranger 66 I'm kneeling 192 I'm not ashamed. 241 I'm trying to 187 I*m working for.. 190 In mercy, Lord.... 258 T now have found 7 In theChristian'8119 In the cross of.... 12 In the early 131 In the furrows of.146 I often think of.. .15} I stand all be 117 I stood outside thel 12 Is this the way. ...166 I thirst, thou 34? I want a heart to 374 I was a wand'ring 37 I will sing for 110 I will sins you a .170 I would not live... 76 Jerusalem, my ....231 Jesus, and shall it 357 Jesus, great 10C Jesus, I my cross. 39 Jesus, let thy 36 Jesus loves me 47 Jesus, lover of my 415 Jesus, my all, to.. 60 Jesus, my Saviour 359 Jesus shall reign .294 Jesus, the gift 307 Jesus, the name.. .247 Jesus, the water.. 193 Jesus, thy blood. ..342 Jesus, where'er.... 328 Jesus, while our.. 93 Joyfully, joyfully.171 Joy to the world.. 236 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. No. Just as I am 32 Keep praying at.. 67 Land ahead ! its.. 85 Let me go where 109 Let party names .391 Let us gather up. 189 List'u ! theMast'rlSl Listen to the 92 Lo ! our fathers.. .209 Long my spirit. ...194 Lord, dismiss us... 51 Lord, have mercy 167 Lord, how secure.3(J4 Lord, I am thine. 327 Lord, I approach. 276 Lord, I believe a .277 Lord, I hear of.... 10 Lord, in the 261 Lord of theharv't379 Lord of the wide.312 Lord, teach us to. 144 Lord, while for all262 Love divine, all ... 96 Majestic sweetn's Z2S Morning breaks. .413 Must Jesus bear.. 243 My body, soul, and 61 My days are 77 My faith looks up 20 My God how 319 My Godthespring27.) My heart is fixed. ^>:: My heav'ly home 104 Mv hope is built.. 43 My latest sun is... 121 My life (lows on... 15 My sister, the 150 My soul, be on thy 396 My soul, repeat. ...368 Naught of merit.. 11 Nearer, my God, to 28 Now is the 397 Now to heaven... .133 O bless the Lord.. 388 O bliss of the 22 OChrist'n, awake 217 O come to Jesus...l30 could I find 225 o could I speak... 38 O do not let the ... 3 Of Him who did...285 Often as we travel 177 O for a closer 282 O for a faith that 248 No. O for a glance of .353 for a heart to... 251 O for an ov'reoniX r 2">7 O for a thousand. 221 for the death of3«0 happy day that 84 happy place 59 Oh hast thou 215 Oh how happy arel39 Oh how I love 220 Oh how sweet 45 Oh what are you. 203 O if my house is. ..195 O let not your 70 O let the prisoners320 O Lord, thy work 382 Once more we 224 One sweetly 72 On Jordan's 269 Only waiting till. 197 On the cross 184 On the mountain 48 O that I could 373 O that my load of319 O there is a river. 8 think of a 208 O thou God of my 52 Our Father whichl 42 Out on an ocean.. 74 O what amazing. .232 O when shall we.. 0i O where shall rest39) Pass me not O 174 Pilgrim, burdeu'd 13 Plunged in a gulf 25o Praise to God 408 Praise waits in. ...356 Prayer is appoint. 301 Pra'r is the souI'b280 Remember thy 233 Return, my soul. ..336 Return,0 wandr'r252 Rock of Ages 140 Saviour, breathe. .401 Saviour, like a 27 Saviour of men. ...354 Saviour, visit thy. 26 Say, sinner, has a. 296 Say ye not, 210 See lsraersgcntle260 Shall man,0 God 345 Shall we gather... 109 Shall we meet 83 No. Show pity, Lard. .316 Silently the shad's400 Since God, in L83 Sinner, turn, why 406 Sinners, the voice 230 Slavery and death302 Softly on the 123 Sometimes 1 218 Soon may the last329 Sovereign of. 292 Sow in the morn. 377 Stand up for Jesus 91 Stand up, my soul 351 Stay, thou iii8ult'd358 Sun of my soul ....334 Sweet hour of. 23 Sweet is the work 3.").") Sweet land of rest 95 Sweet was the 272 Swell the anthem 407 Take the name... 75 Tell mo the oid....l96 That awful day ...283 The day of wrath318 The blood, the 162 The cross, the 106 I TheGodofharv'st 21 j The great physi-173 The morning light 55 The pearly gates.. 98 The pity of the ....365 The power to bless386 The praying spirit372 There are angels .103 There is a fountain 5 There is a happy.. 179 There is a gate.. ..152 There is a God ....347 There is a land, a. 163 There is a land of.270 There is an hour . 44 There's a b'utiful 129 There's a fullness 153 There's a land 219 There's a light in. 205 These are the 108 Thine, Lord, is....350 This holy book ....264 Tli is is not my 128 This is the day... .242 Though troubles . 68 Thou shepherd of. 176 Thou, whose 19 Thus far the Lord 326 Thy law is perfect 273 Thy way is in the 376 No. 'Tis midnight 324 'Tis religion that 1SS To-day the SaviorlSO Tossed upon life's 158 To the hall of the 62 Traveler, whither 216 Triumphant Zion 339 Trust in God for.. 151 "f was Jesus, my .214 Vain are all 97 Vain man, thy 266 Watchman,tell me 57 Watchman,tell us 14 We are out on the 127 Weary souls that 102 We have no 300 Weep for the., 114 Welcome, sweet. ..387 We praise Thee, O 160 We're trav'ling ... 94 We shall meet, no 168 We shall sleep Ifs8 We sing of the 211 We've Misted in. ..201 We won't give up 56 What glory gilds 249 ^'hat various 30? When he cometh..l8 When I can read. 197 When I survey... .344 When languor 234 When life's 155 When o'er the 381 When shall we.... 71 When thou, my.... 24 When thy mortal 404 When we hear the200 When we pass 90 Where do you 186 While life prolo'gs321 While we walk.... 2 Who are these 73 Why do we mourn265 Why should our.. 279 Why should we. ...274 Why should we start 309 Wilt thou not 141 With v>ywe hail. 229 Work, for the 159 Woulds't thou be 6 Yield not to 156 Zion stands with. 19