8< I II It ' Jloung Sanger's Orient; ' LEE AVENUE COLLECTION OF HYMNS AND SONGS, SACRED AND SECULAR SUITABLE FOR BBATH-SCHOOLS, SOCIAL BILDBtSN'S HI RTS, ANXlYERSAIUEg COMPILED BY THE SUPERINTENDENT. L "Whj» the Sarioar was on eta asvirad to ehanl his praise in 'glad hcsannaa,' in the inoroeLtary bui pro- pke*.i« triumph of his earl - hool prolong tin soaai, antil tha whole ean k to heaTea 'in choral strains, tha _ NEW YORK : A. S. BARNES & CO.] 51 AND 53 JOHN-ST. 1 8(61 . V Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year Eighteer Hundred and Ffty-seven. BY JEREMIAH JOHNSON, Jr., Ib the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the- United SUt-m for the Southern District of New York. f THIS BOOK is DEDICATED TO THE BOYS JSl-JSTTD GIHLS OF TH3 LEE AVENUE SUNDAY-SCHOOL, BT THEIR SINCERE AND DEVOTED FRIEND, THE SUPERINTENDENT. u Somk seem to feel that singing God's praises is beneath them, and that this part of divirfe worship may be left to hearts destitute of grace, and to lips never sanctified by prayer. Against this feeling we must protest. Let the theatre and the opera be under the co:. eked; let the songs of revelry and folly pass through the lips of the profane : but shall the Christian — the redeemed sinner — who hopes to sing the praises of redeeming love to all eternity in Ileazen, shall he refuse to sing of that love here on earth? The glo- rious Church in Heaven' sings God's praises before the uni- verse, and angels join in the songs, even ten thousand times ten thousand; and shall it be that Christians are above sing- Ing those praises here on earth? Shame, shame, to love bo cotf *o gratitude so dumb l'! INTRODUCTION. To meet a want long felt by the Lee Avenue Sunday-School lor a collection of Hymns and Songs, containing a sufficient variety, to be used In its various meetings, was the object of the compiler in preparing this book- The poetry has been carefully selected from abundant materials, with particular reference to its adaptation to the purposes for which, and the persons for whom designed. The musical reference accom- panying nearly every hymn, constitute, it is believed, a pecu- liar feature in the collection, and one which must commend itself no less to the publishers of musical works than to the community generally. It was the design of the compiler to prefix each hymn with a reference to an appropriate tune, so that all using the compilation might have before them a guide to the* music books furnishing tunes corresponding to ihe metres of the hymns. It does not follow that the tune to which the reference alludes shall in all or in any case be sung to the hymn to which it is prefixed, it is merely intended as a guide. Should the present work answer the purpose for which it was designed, the compiler will be abundantly repaid for the time and labor spent in its preparation. tti JUmu ColUn; Invitation to Join our Sunday-School. P. M, * Boys' and GirLi' Singing Book, 18. 1 \\rILL you come to our Sunday-school? I really wish you would ; Oh ! come and join our Bible-class, ;earn how to be good. *We learn to .-::_-. we learn to pr In our sweet Sunday-school ; And here we learn of Jesus too. "Who gave the golden rule. Will you, will you, will you, will you Join oar Sunday-school? Will you, will you. will yon, will you Learn this golden rule ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. ! We know, when Jesus was on earth He loved each little child, And taught us how we could become So loving, good, and mild. He gave the golden rule, and then He said that he should know If we loved him, for if we did, We should love all below. Will you, &c. To do to others as I would That they should do to me; "Will make me honest, kind, and good, As children ought to be. I know I should not steal, nor use The smallest thing I see; Which I should never like to lose, If it belonged to me. Will you, &c. And this plain rule forbids me quite, To strike an angry blow, Because I should not think it right If others served me so. But any kindness they may need I'll do, whate'er it be ; As I am very glad, indeed, When they are kind to me. Will you, &c. ' The Sabbath-School. 8s. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 44. 1 THE Sabbath-school's a place for prayer, -* I love to meet my teachers there ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. They teach me there that every one May find, in heaven, a happy home : I love to go — I love to go — I love to go to Sabbath-schooL 2 In God's own book we're taught to rea 1 How Christ for sinners groaned and bled ; That precious blood a ransom gave For sinful man — his soul to e I love to go — I love to go — I love to go to Sabbath-sehooL 3 In Sabbath-school we sing and pray, And learn to love the Sabbath d That, when on earth on 3 end, A glorious rest in heaven we'll spend: I love to go — I love to go — I love to go to Sabbath-schooL 4 And when our days on earth are o'er, We'll meet in heaven to part no more, Our teachers kind we there shall greet, And oh ! what joy 'twill be to meet In heaven above — in heaven above- In heaven above, to part no more. 3. When the Morning Light 10s, 7s, & 5& Anniversary Hymna, 56. 1 TVTHEX the morning light drives away the night, * With the sun so bright and fall, And it draws its line near the hour of nine, I'll away to the Sabbath-school ! i LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. For 'tis there we all agree, All with happy hearts and free, And I love to early be, At the Sabbath-school"! I'll away ! away ! I'll away ! away ! I'll away to Sabbath-school ; ! On the frosty dawn of a winters morn When the earth is wrapped in snow, Or the summer breeze plays round the trees, To the Sabbath-school I go ; "When the holy day has come, And the Sabbath-breakers roam, I delight to leave my home, Tor the Sabbath -school : I'll away ! 4c. In the class I meet with the friends I greet, At the time of morning prayer; And our hearts we raise in a hymn of praise, For 'tis always pleasant there : In the Book of holy truth, Full of counsel and reproof, We behold the guide of youth, At the Sabbath-school : I'll away ! &c. May the dews of grace fill the hallowed place, And the sunshine never fail, While each blooming rose which in memory grows^ Shall a sweet perfume exhale: When we mingle here no more, But have met on Jordan's shore, We will talk of moments o'er, At the Babbath -school: I'll away ! &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. The Sabbath-School Army Hymn. P. M. Brooklyn Anniversary Hymns, 1854. 1 f)H! do not be discouraged, ^ For Jesus is your friend ; Oh ! do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend. He will give you grace to conquer, He will give you grace to conquer, And keep you to the end. I am glad l*m in this army, Yes, I'm glad I'm in this army Yes. I'm glad I'm in this army. And I'll battle for the school. 2 Fight on, ye little soldiers, The battle you shall win, Fight on, ye little soldiers, The battle you shall win. For the Saviour is your Captain, For the Saviour is your Captain, And He has vanquished sin. I am glad I'm in this army, &c 3 And when the conflict's over, Before him you shall stand, And when the conflict's over, Before Him you shall stand. You shall sing his praise forever, You shall sing his praise forever, In Canaan's happy land. I am glad I'm in this army, &c <6 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. &• Invitation to Sabbath-School. P. Sabbath-School Gems, 18". 1 WHEN Sabbath's sacred morning light, ' Begins on earth to dawn. "We'll wake with eves all sparkling bright* And bid dull sloth begone. Then haste to the school away, And keep this sacred day, Haste away, yes, haste away, And keep this sacred day. 2 The tuneful birds in concert meet, And carol sweet their lays ; In nature's temple they repeat Their great Creator's praise. Then haste to the school away, &c 3 From valley, field, and mountain air, They pour their warbling strains, And in one chorus loud declare That God forever reigns. Then haste to the school away, &c 4 Then in the temple of the Lord, That consecrated place, "We'll listen to God's holy word, And seek his pard'ning grace. Then haste to the school away, k, JL 3 bright and clear, Awa; ath-school; Let each one in the class appear, Away to Sabbath-school; Tis there we learn his holy word, And find the road that leads to God. Away, away, away, away, Away to Sabbath-school. In season let us all be there, Away to Sabbath-school ; There we may join the opening prayer, Away to Sabbath-school ; There we can raise our hearts to heaven, And praise the Lord for blessing3 given. Away, away, away, away, Away to Sabbath-school. Let us remember, while at prayer, "When at the Sabbath-school, Our teachers' kindness, and their care, Towards our Sabbath-school. "We'll be submissive, good and kind, And every rule and order mind, When we're at school, at Sabbath-school, When we're at Sabbath-school. "When each at night shall go to prayer, We'll ask our G-od above To extend o'er teachers his kind care, And crown them with his love. And when on earth our time is sped, And we are numbered with the dead, If faithful we shall meet above, "We all shall meet above. 14 LEE ATENTJE COLLECTTOK. 14. The Sunday Scholar's Invitation. P.M. Tune, " Mountain Maid's Invitation." 1 pOME, come, come! ^ Don't delay, haste away, To the Sabbath-school to-day ; Here to meet, and to greet All in friendship sweet. Come while yet the dews of morn Nature all with gems adorn ; Be in time, rain or shine — Order is divine. To the happy, happy school, Joyous, joyous Sabbath-school 1 Be in time, rain or shine, Order is divine. 2 Come, come, come! Not a tear — naught of fear Xor of sorrow is found here ; Faces bright, tempers right, 0 the happy sight ! Health and beauty all around, And no harsh or jarring sound; Light and free, full of glee, All is harmony. 0 the happy, happy school ! Joyous, joyous Sabbath-school Light and free, full of glee, All is harmony. 2 Come, come, come ! Keep the way, do not stray 'Tis the holy Sabbath day ! Hie along, join the throng, In their grateful song. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. IS Hither come ! who would decline o rare and joys di ore, that endure, All may here secure. • 0 the happy, happy school ! Joyous, joyous Sabbath-school ! Pleasures pure, that endure, All may here secure. 15. The Good Rule; or "Never Late.'' 10a. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 37. 1 T'LL awake at dawn on the Sabbath ^For 'tis wrong to doze holy time away, With my lessons learned, this shall be my rule, Never to be late at the Sabbath-school. 2 Birds awake betimes, every morn they • when the woods do ring; So when Sunday comes, this shall be my rule, or to be late at the .hooL 3 When the summer's sun wakes the flowers again They the call obey, none are tardy then; Nor will I forg my rule. r to be late at the Sabbath-schooL 4 But ath days will soon be o'er, And these happy hour- i n no more ; Then I'll ne'er regret that it was my rule, r to be late at the Sabbath-school. r 16 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 16. " All the Week we Spend." P. M* Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 90. 1 A LL the week we spend 21 Full of childish bliss; Every changing scene Brings its happiness ; Tet our joys would not be full, Had we not the Sabbath-school. 2 Lovely is the dawn Of each rising day ; Loveliest the morn Of the Sabbath day ; Then our youthful hearts are full Of the precious Sabbath-school. 3 To our happy ears Blessed news is brought ; Tidings of the work Love divine has wrought; Gracious news and merciful ; How we love the Sabbath-school. 17. The Golden Kule. C. BL Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 10. 1 TO do to others as I would -*- That they should do to me, Will make me honest, kind, and good, As children ought to be. The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school, Oh ! 'tis the place I love, For there I learn the golden rale Which leads to joys above. L LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 17 2 I know I should not steal, nor use The smallest thing I see, Which I should never like to lose, If it belonged to me. The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school, «fec 3 And this plain rule forbids me quite To strike an angry blow, Because I should not think it right If others served me so. The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school, &c. 4 But any kindness they may need, I'll do, whatever it be, As I am very glad indeed When they are kind to me. The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school, &c. 18. The Sabbath Morn is Breaking. P. M. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 110. 1 THE Sabbath morn is breaking, A The Sabbath bells are waking, Our homes with joy forsaking, To join the Sabbath-schooL Shout and sing, We hail the Sabbath-school. 2 How joyful is the meeting ! Each other kindly greeting, Sweet hymns of praise repeating, While in the Sabbath-school. Shout and sing, &c 18 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 'Tis here we join in singing The songs of love redeeming, Our little offerings bringing, Hosannas to our King. Shout and sing, &c. 4 Our teachers we'll remember ; Ten thousand thanks we render, Por thoughts of us so tender. While in the Sabbath-school. Shout and sing, ftc 5 But ah ! life's sunny morning With all its sweets adorning, Like early blossoms falling, Will soon have passed away. Shout and sing. &c. 6 Then may we all remember To strive our hearts to render, While now so young and tender, To Christ, our heavenly King Shout and sins:. &c. 19. My own Loved Sabbath-School. P. H Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 153, 1 A WELCOME light, U That rises bright Upon the Sabbath day, I hail thy gleam ; Thy golden beam, Shall guide my cheerful way, To Sabbath-school, To Sabbath-school, Our own loved Sabbath-school. LEE AVEXUE COLLEC H 19 On frosty dawn Of -winter's morru When earth is wrapped in snow, Or summer br^ Plays rou:. go — To S x>l, :h-school, My own k :oL In class I meet le of morning praj Our In hymns of prais — ?Tis a] ool, ool, Our own ._ ihooL - dews of c:- And sunshine ::ever tail While each - Which memory knc - eet perfume exhal : — In S tiool, In S '.ool, Our own loved Sabbath-schooL Father in heaven ! To us 'tis g To learn thy wondrous grace ; Spirit Bend from above, ' ,: •:— In Sabbath-scho c 21) LEE AYE^E COLLECTION. *JOt Love for the Sunday-School. P. Bl Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 3 1 [ LOVE the Sunday-school, A And on that holy day My heart is often full, When I attempt to pray. "With early steps I come, To meet my teacher dear, Leaving my happy home. To seek instruction here. 2 I love the Sunday-school, The precious volume, too, Which is the only rule To teach me what to do; Within it I behold The rays of Gospel light, Richer than gems of gold, And more divinely bright. 3 I love the Sunday-school, And wish that every child Would here his name enrol, 2ST o more be rude and wild ; Wasting his precious time, Spending his idle breath, In folly or in crime. Along the road to death. 4 I love the Sunday-school, And wish that all the earth Might know, from pole to pole, Its influence and worth ; And may God give me grace, A Saviour's name to love — To see his smiling face, In mansions blest above. LEE AVENTJE COLLECTION". 11 Gladly Meeting. P. M. B ,ys' and Girls' Singhi* Book, 56 PL '.DLY meeting, ^* Kindly greeting. On this lovely Sabbath day ; Sinful thoughts are all forsaken, Every seat in quiet taken, Let each heart to God awaken, "WTiile we sing and pray. Gladly meeting, Kindly greeting. School-mates, teachers, all are here ; Some are listening' -aQg> Some the lessons are providing, Some the infant mind are guiding, Filled with holy iear. 22 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Gladly meeting, Kindly greeting, Let us all unite in heart, "While the throne we're all addressing; And our sinful wnys confessing, Let us seek a heavenly blessing, Ere we hence depart. 4 Gladly meeting, t Kindly greeting, As each Sabbath shall return, May our minds by study brighten, May our aspirations heighten, And may grace our souls enlighten, While we strive to learn. 01 22. Oh ! come, let us Sing. P. M. Anniversary Hvmns, 13. "jH ! come, let us sing 1 Our youthful hearts now swelling, To God above, a God of love — Oh ! come, let us siug! Our joyful spirits, glad and free, With high emotions rise to thee, In heavenly melody — Oh! come, let us sing! The full notes prolong, Our festal celebrating, We hail the day with cheerful lay, And full notes prolong. Both cheerful youth and silvery age, And childhood pure, the gay, the sage, These trilling scenes engage, Full notes to prolong. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 23 Oh! swell, swell the song, His praises oft repeating : His Son he gave our souls to save — Oh ! swell, swell the song. The humble hearts devotion bring Whence gushing streams of love do spring, And make the welkin ring With sweet-swelling song. We'll chant, chant his praise — Our lofty strains now blend: ate bring to Christ our King, And chant, chant his praise 1 Our Saviour, Prince, was crucified, "Tis finished," then he meekly cried, And bowed his head and cjic-d — Then chant, chant his praia AT full chorus join, To Jesus condescending To bless our race with heavenly grace, All full chorus join 1 To G-od. whose mercy on us smiled, And Holy Spirit, reconciled By Christ, the meek and mild, All full chorus join. 23. Song of Praise. P. M. Anniversary Hymna, 64. I pOME, let U3 sweetly sing, join in full chorus, ^ Praise to the mighty King, Him who reigneth o'er us ; Once he, a little child, gentle and lowly. Taught us how we should live, loving, pure, and lowlv. 24 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 2 Hail ! hail to Him who once slept in a manger, Wandered from place to place, homeless and a stranger ; Suffered and died for us — oh ! wondrous story ! Suffered that we might all dwell with him in glory. 3 0 thou who once did hear children when sing- ing, Thou who didst sweetly say, Suffer ye their bring- ing; From thy bright home above graciously bending, List to our joyful songs, gratefully ascending. 4 Be thou our guard and guide, grant us thy Spirit, Own us as thine at last, through thy perfect merit, Then shall we sweetly sing in angelic chorus, Praise evermore to him who shall there reign o'er us.. 24. "We come, we come." C. P. KL Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 9T. 1 T\/"E come, we come in joyous train, ' Y To sing the praise of Jesus' name, And high our voices raise. He that redeemed our fallen race, And saves us by his sovereign grace, Demands our highest praise. 2 0 Jesus ! thou exalted King, To thee our offeriug now we bring : May we our tongues employ To swell the song of dying love, "Which ransomed souls now sing above, While heavon is filled with jov. LEE AVE.V 4 THdu blessed Lamb that once was slain, bore the cross, endured its pain, a hill : Lord, To do thy Fathers v 4 Then shout aloud in joyful strains, 'Ti- ' igns, High on* his throne al And may the heavenly choirs on high, back the echo in i To this our song of love. 25. ( " Joyful Hearts." C. P. M. S. Choir, «, 1 WITH joyful hearts again we sing The praises of our Saviour King, And high our voices raise ; t we were born, stool to meet each Sabbath morn, To chant our youthful 2 Another week has rolled around, And in sweet union here we're found ; To God the glory give. For all the means that he hath given, to heaven, And with him ever live. 3 iiool we love to And I. veil on earth below, Our s hool we'll bl Dear teachers, too. we love them well, For they of heavenly tidings tell, i endless happinc 26 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 For us our Saviour shed his blood ; He feeds our souls with heavenly food, He gives us life and breath ; He sends his Spirit from above, To draw us with his cords of love, A nd save our souls from death. 5 Our heavenly Father we adore ! His gracious presence we implore Upon our youthful banfl ; Oh ! that his word may make us wise, And lead to bliss beyond the skies, To dwell at his right hand. 26. " Sing His Praise." P.M. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 07. 1 WOULD you be as angels are ? ' Sing, sing, sing his praise ; Would you banish every care ? Sing, sing, sing his praise ; Like the lark upon the wing, Lise the warbling bird of spring, Like the crystal spheres that ring T Sing, sing, sing his praise. 2 If the world upon you frown, Sing, sing, sing his praise ; If you're left to sing alone, Sing, sing, sing his praise ; If sad trials come to you, As to every one they do, For that they are blessings, too, Sing, sing, sing his praise. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 27 27. Jubilee. P. M. :ary Iljian*, 55. 1 TIERE we throng to praise the Lord : Listen now. listen now. Here we throng- to praise the Lord, With our infant I He who once lav in a man - enthroned, our blest Redeemer, With a lather's love has said, He'd accept our j I 2 " Let young children come to me, * - said, u Let young children come to me, And forbid them not. For of such."' the Saviour told them, M Is composed my heavenly kingdom." "What a rapturous thought it is, Christ forgets us not. 5 Let us love, and now adore ; Love him now, love him now. Let us love, and now adore, In our youthful strer. Let us never grieve our Saviour, Who hath died to win us favor. Ah ! this thought should melt our hearts, Children's heart can melt. 4 But we'll have a joyous song, Joyous song, joyous song ; But we'll have a joyous song For our jubilee. Jesus lives and reigns forever; This will make us joyous ever. Saviour, hear this praise to thee, Who remembered me. 28 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 01 28. Song of Children. 8s, 7s, & 4& Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 40. \NCE was heard the song of children By the Saviour when on earth ; Joyful in the sacred temple, Shouts of youthful praise had birth ; And hosannas, And hosannas Loud to David's Son broke forth. 2 Palms of victory strewn around him, Garments spread beneath his feet ; Prophet of the Lord they crowned him, In fair Salem's crowded street, While hosannas, While hosannas From the lips of children greet. 2 Blessed Saviour ! now triumphant, Glorified and throned on high! Mortal lays from man or infant Vain to tell thy praise essay ; But hosannas, But hosannas Swell the chorus of the sky. 4 God o'er all ! in heaven reigning, We this day thy glory sing ; Not with palms thy pathway strewing— We would loftier tribute bring — Glad hosannas, Glad hosannas To our Prophet, Priest, and King. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 23 5 Oh ! though humble is our offering, Deign accept our grateful lays ; These from children once proceeding Thou didst deem perfected praise ; Now hosannas, Now hosannas, Saviour, Lord, to thee we raise. 29. "To Thee, 0 Blessed Saviour." 7s & 6a. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 12. 1 TO thee, 0 blessed Saviour! Our grateful songs we raise ; Oh ! tune our hearts and voices, Thy holy name to praise. 'Tis by thy sov'reign mercy We're here allowed to meet, To join with friends and teachers, Thy blessing to entreat. 2 Lord ! guide and bless our teachers, Who labor for our good ; And may the holy Scriptures By us be understood ; Oh ! may our hearts be given To thee, our glorious King, That we may meet in heaven, Thy praises there to sing. 3 And may the precious Gospel Be published all abroad, Till the benighted heathen Shall know and serve the Lord — Till o'er the wide creation The rays of truth shall shine, And nations now in darkness Arise to light divine. SO LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 30. " We're a Happy Band." 7s & 83 1 "WE'RE a happy, happy band, ' " Children of a Christian land ! With the Bible for onr guide, With our teachers at our side, With God's smile upon our hearts, And the peace his grace imparts Shining on our pathway ever — What from happiness can sever This thrice happy, happy band, Children of a Christian land ? 2 Oh ! yes we're a happy band, Smiling friends on every hand ; Words of peace and songs of joy All our Sabbath hours employ; Even in our infant days Hymn we our Redeemer's praise ; And these walls with echoes ringing, Tell of Sunday scholars singing; We're a happy, happy band, Children of a Christian land. 3 Bat we'll be a happier band When we reach that better land I When in robes of spotless white, Clothed in glory, bathed in light, Drinking from the fount of joy Ceaseless bliss without alloy — With the Father, Son, and Spirit, Heaven's bright glory we inherit— Oh ! we'll be a happy band, Angels in that better land. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 31 oL. Opening Hymn. C. M, Boutno. Bradbury's S. U. Choir, B6. 1 ITOW pleasant here again to meet ! How joyful thus to raise Our tuneful notes, in songs so sweet, To our Redeemer's praise. To us he has been ever kind ; Oh ! blessed be his name ! He bears us still upon his mind, His love remains the same, His love remains the same ; He bears us still upon his mind, His love remains the same. 2 Then let us strive, while we have breatn> His precepts to obey ; # For soon the solemn hour of death Will summon us away ; The dear delights we now enjoy Will then have passed away ; But heaven affords more sweet employ, Through one eternal day, Through one eternal day ; But heaven affords mere sweet employ Through one eternal day. 3 To our dear friends assembled here A debt of love we owe, For acts of kindness year by year, Which they on us bestow ; May God in mercy bless them all, With hope, and joy, and peace, And with us meet when he shall call Where pleasures never cease, Y/here pleasures never cease, And with us meet when he shall call Where pleasures never cease. 32 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 32. Who shall sing if not the Children 1 8s & 7a Linden Harp, Si. 1 WHO shall sing, if not the children ? ' Did not Jesus die for them ? May they not, with other jewels, Sparkle in his diadem ? Why to them were voices given — Bird-like voices, sweet and clear — Why, unless the song of heaven They begin to practise here ? 2 There's a choir of infant songsters, White-robed, round the Saviour's throne ; Angels cease, and waiting, listen ! Oh ! 'tis sweeter than their own ! Faith can hear the rapturous choral, When her ear is upward turned : Is it hot the same, perfected, Which upon the earth they learned? 3 Jesus, when on earth sojourning, Loved them with a wondrous love ; And will he, to heaven returning, Faithless to his blessing prove ? Oh ! they can not sing too early I Fathers, stand not in their way ! Birds sing while the day is breaking — Tell me, then, why should not they t 33. Children praising Jesus. 8s & 7s. linden Harp, 123. 1 TJERE we throng to praise the Saviour, A Cheerfully our voices raise ; He who died for our behavior Savs he will accept onr praise. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 33 Hinder not the yotmg from cjoming, For of such the Saviour said Is composed my heavenly kingdom — 'Tis a rapturous thought indeed. Let us love him and adore him, In our days of feeble youth ; May we ever walk before him In the glorious paths of truth. Let us never grieve the Saviour, "Who has died our souls to win ; Let us ever seek his favor. Shunning all the paths of sin. If our sins are all forgiven, TVe may read our titles clear To eternal joy in heaven, Far beyond this earthly sphere ; In that blest abode of glory, We may join the angel throng , Jesus' love shall be the story Of our never-ending song. 34. II Hosannah. P. 1L Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 9«. OSAXXAH! hosannah! Hosannah ! be our cheerful song, To Christ our Saviour King ; His praise to whom we all belong, Let all unite and sing Hosannah ! hosannah ! Let all unite and sing. i 34 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Hosannah J hosannah! Hosannah ! here in joyful lays Let old and young proclaim, And hail with voices, hearts, and hands, The Son of David's name ; Hosannah I hosannah ! The Son of David's name. 3 Hosannah ! hosannah ! Hosannah ! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain. While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain ; Hosannah! hosannah! Woods echo to the strain. 4 Hosannah ! hosannah ! Hosannah! on the wings of light O'er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And heaven to earth reply Hosannah! hosannah! And heaven to earth reply. 35. Sing Praise3. P. M Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 104 1 J N the rosy light of the morning bright, Lilt the voice of praise ou high, From the lips of youth, to the God of truth, Let the joyful echoes fly. Sing praises, glad praises, Sing, children, sing, Let your songs arise, to the lofty skies, And exult in God our King. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 35 5 As ho looked in love from the world abov*, Our distresses filled Lis eye : And, a world to save, his own Son he gave, On the bloody tree to die. Sing prais.- J> Let his praise be spread, for the Lamb who bled To deliver us from woe ; He endured the cross, the disgrace, the loss : Let his praise forever flow! Sing praises, &c. 4 Now, exalted high o'er the earth and sky, He delights in mercy still ; Bends his gracious car, our requests to hear, And our longing souls to fill. Sing praistr. 6 On the cross he hung for the old and youn^ But he loves the children best ; To his arm we'll By, on his grace rely, And secure his promised rest Sing praises, &c. 064 Scholar's Song. 8s, 7s, & 4s. Ufa S. S. Melodies, U% 1 TEACHERS, here we meet together. On this holy Sabbath-day ; Oh ! we feel a sacred pleasure, "When we meet to praise and pra7. Saviour hear us, Saviour hear us, While we raise our grateful lay. S6 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Once Judea's parents brought thee Infants smiling on their arms; For thy blessing they besought thee, "When they saw thy gracious charms. Friend of children. Friend of children, How he clasped them in his arms. 3 Now he sits in yonder heaven, Kindly bidding us to come; If our hearts to him are given, There we'll sing a sweeter song: We will praise him. We will praise him, When we join the happy throng. 4 May we meet each faithful teacher, On that bright and flowery plain; With our parents and kind preacher, There in -bliss for aye to reign : And the glory, And the glory, We'll ascribe to Jesus' name. 37. A' youthful Company we meet. P. & Sunday-School HarmoaUt, 66. 1 A YOUTHFUL company we meet, *"■ Our songs of praises to repeat, And pay our homage at the feet Of Jesus Christ, the children's friend. 2 He bids us come — and lo! we stand, As volunteers a youthful band — We come — we come, at his command, To be his faithful followers. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3t 3 '• Give me thy heart." we hear hhn say— Lord, we thy mandate will c "We come — to tread the narrow \ A youthful army for the Lord. 4: We wait not till time's chilling flight Hath quenched our youthful spirits' might ; No ! no — we come, and now unite To j f heaven. 5 Now, now — ere our resolve should fail, Tor lurin- We come, we come — ere they prevail, To take the armor of thy word. 6 TSa here we learn these arms to bear, Trained up and disciplined with care, We come — arrayed in these we'll dare To swell the victor's triumph song. t. Here, here — may many an arm rise, Well skilled in warfare for the sk Amd come with us to 1 nose Of life eternal in the Leavens. 38. Come, and Sing. 8s & 7i ft 3. S. Choir, 44. 1 POME, and sing with joy and gladness, ^ Elevate your heart in pi Come, dismiss all gloom and sadness, With the angel choirs uniting, Sing of J ma love; *Tis a subject so delighting. Thrilling all the harps above. 33 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Come, and sweetly tune your voices, Raise them to a lofty strain ; Sing aloud, while heaven rejoices, Shout ! for Jesus come3 to reign : Glory ! hear the angels crying, Glory to the Saviour's name ; Shall not children, with them vying Here on earth his praise proclaim? 3 Yes ! it was the Saviour's pleasure, That they should not hold their peace; And his blessings without measure, He bestowed on such as these : Then to heaven high ascending Shall our anthems quickly rise ; With angelic voices blending Far above yon azure skies. 39. Joyfully! Joyfully! 10a. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 136. 1 JOYFULLY, joyfully, onward we move, " Eound to the land of bright spirits above, I Jesus, our Saviour, in mercy says, come, - Joyfully, joyfully haste to ycur home. Soon will our pilgrimage end here below, Soon to the presence of God we shall go; Then, if to Jesus our hearts have been given, Joyfully, joyfully rest we in heaven. 2 Teachers and scholars have passed on before, Waiting, they watch us approaching the short, Singing to cheer us, while passing along, Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 39 Sounds of sweet music there ravish the ear, Harps of the blessed, your strains we shall hear, Filling with harmony heaven's high dome, Joyfully, joyfully, Jesu3, we come. 3 Death with his arrow may soon lay us low, Safe in our Saviour we fear not the blow ; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, Joyfully, joyfully will we go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, Death shall be conquered, his sceptre be gone. Over the plains of sweet Canaan we'll roam, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. 40. Children Sing. 7k Anniversary Hymn*, 14. 1 pHILDREN of Jerusalem, ^ Sang the praise of Jesus' name, Children too, of modern days, Join to sing the Saviour's praise. Cheerfully, joyfully we will sing Loud hosannahs to our King ! 2 We are taught to love the Lord, We are taught to read his word, We are taught the way to heaven • Praise for all to God be given ; Cheerfully, &c. 3 Parents, teachers, old and young, All unite to swell the song, Higher and yet higher rise, Till hosannahs reach the skies. Cheerfully, &c. 40 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 41. "The Bible! the Bible :M 11* Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 52. 1 THE Bible ! the Bible, more precious than gold, The hopes and the E pages unfold; It speaks of a Saviour and tells of his love ; the war to the mansions above. 2 The Bible ! the Bible ! blest volume of truth, Ho it smiles on the season of youth! It bi ;rl of great price, : enslaved in the bondage of vice, 3 The Bible ! the Bible! we hail it with joy, Its troths and i s a all employ ; We'll sing of its triui ;.rth, And send its glad tidings afar o'er the earth. 4 The E Bible! the valleys shall ring, And hill-tops reecho the notes that we Our banners, inscribed with its precepts and rules, Shall long wave in triumph, the joy of our schools. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 41 42. The Precious Bible. P. M. Anniversary Hymn^ 1 1 WHAT is it shows my soul the way ■) realms of everlasting day; And tells the danger of delay ? It is the precious Bible. 2 "What teaches me I'm bound to love The glorious God who reigns above, And that I _ jodness pi It is the precious Bible. 3 What is it gives my spiri" When with the cares of earth oppressed, And points to regions of r:. It is the precious Bible. 4 "What tells me that I soon must die, And to the throne of judgment fly, To meet the great Jehovah'.- precious Bible. 5 Oh ! may this treasure ever be The best of all on earth to me, And still new beauties may I see precious Bible! 43, The Tree of Life. P. M. --ary HymB*, M. 1 AX a hill stands a beautiful tree, ^ Its fruit is all golden and fair, And its shades and its treasures are free For all who may thither repair : 42 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Its leaves ever green do not die, Its flowers with fragrance abound, Its splendor enraptures the eye, Its branches with music resound. 2 Though thousands by night and by day Have feasted and gathered in store, Have borne its rich bounties away, Its fullness remains evermore : Oh ! what is its name ? who can tell ? And the hill — where, oh ! where can it be I By thy side I will haste me to dwell, 0 wonderful, beautiful tree I 3 On Zion's fair mount you behold Its form in bright grand 3ur arise ; There glitter its green and its gold, There lifts its t#ll head to the skies ; 'Twas planted by Infinite Love, From the hills everlasting it came, Truth Eternal, they call it above ; But, Bible, on earth, is its name. 44. We'll not give up the Bible! C. M. Doublrv Anniversary Hymni, It. 1 WIS won't give up the Bible, *" God's holy book of truth, The blessed staff of hoary age, The guide of early youth, The lamp which sheds a glorious light O'er every dreary road, The voice which speaks a Saviour's love, And leads us home to God. We won't give up the Bible, God's holv book of truth. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 43 S "We won't gwe up the Bible, For it alone can tell The war to save our ruined souls From being sent to hell. And it alone can tell us how We can have hopes of heaven — That through the £ - precious blood Our sins may be forgiven. We won't give up the Bible, &c 3 "We won't give up the Bible ; But if ye force away What is as oar own life-blood dear, I h joy could say : " The words that we have learned while young Shall follow all our d For they're engraven on our hearts, And a _- ade our w We won't give up the Bible, £a 4 "We won't give up the Bible — ■ We'll shout it far and wide, Until the echo shall be heard Beyond the roiling tide ; Till all shall know that we, though young, Withstand each treaeh'rous art ; And that from God's own sacred word We'll never, never part ! We won't give up the Bible, &a 4A LEE AVE^STTE COLLECTION. 45. Thank God for the Bible. P. K Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 1€. 1 THANK God for the Bible ! 'tis there that we x find The story of Christ and his love — How he came down to earth from his beautiful, home, In the mansions of glory above ; Thanks to him we will bring, Praise to him we will sing. For he came down to earth, &c. 2 While he lived on this earth, to the sick and the blind, And to mourners his blessings were given ; And he said let the little ones come unto me, For of such is the kingdom of heaven. Jesus calls us to come, He's prepared us a home. For he said let the little ones come, &c. 3 In the Bible we read of a beautiful land, Where sorrow and pain never come ; For Jesus is there with a heavenly band, And 'tis there he's prepared us a home. % Jesus calls, shall we stay ? No ! we'll gladly obey, For Jesus is there with a heavenly band, &c. 4 Thank God for the Bible ! its truths o'er the earth We'll scatter with a bountiful hand ; But we never can tell what a Bible is worth, Till we go to that beautiful land ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 45 There our thanks we will bring, There with angels we'll sing, And its worth we can tell, when with Jesus we dwell In heaven — that beautiful land. 46. Oh ! send forth the Bible. Us- Bovs' and Girls' Singing Book, 112- 1 AH ! send forth the Bible, more precious than U gold; Let no one presume the blest gift to withhold ; It speaks to all nations in language so plain, That he who will read it, true wisdom may gain. 2 It points U3 to heaven, where the righteous will go; It warns us to shun the dark regions of woe ; It shows us the evil and danger of sin. And opens a fountain for cleansing within. 3 It tells us of One who is mighty to save, Who died on the cross, and arose from the grave; Who dwelleth on high, in that holy abode, Interceding for man, with a pardoning God. 4 It tells us that all will awake from the tomb ; Bids sinners reflect on a judgment to come ; It tells us that mansions of bliss are prepared, The hope of believers, their glorious award. 5 Oh ! who would neglect such a volume as this, That warns us from danger, invites us to bliss? Send forth the blest Bible, earth's regions around, Wherever the footsteps of man shall be found- 46 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 47. The Bible and the Sunday-School. C. Jfr Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 10. 1 THE Sunday-school ! the Sunday-school! Blest be the wondrous plan 1 So strong its power, so fraught with love, Descending down to man ! The Bible and the Sunday-School Oar bulwark firm shall be, To guard our rights, maintain our laws, Preserve our liberty. 2 The blessed Bible ! we'll maintain Our charter and our shield — Its precepts and its promises Unfettered sway shall wield: "With freeborn minds, and bounding hearty We prize its sacred truth, For comfort in declining years — Our guide in early youth. 3 0 holy book ! 0 happy day ! May unborn millions stand, Surrounded by these bulwarks strong, Throughout this happy land : Nor tyrant's rod, nor despot's power, Deprive us of our right To serve our country and our God In freedom's blessed light. 4 And when we stand on Zion's heights, la yon bright world above, "Where golden harps are sounding forth The Savionr's dying love — The Bible and the Sunday-school Our anthems still shall be, For they have led our wand'ring feet, 0 Lord ! to heaven and thee. LEE AYEXUE COLLECTION. 41 Treasures of the Bible. AH ! never on this holy Book ^ With car . fadiSerence look : If thou art sad. come here and find A balm to soothe and cheer the mind ; If thou art merry, here are songs Fit to be sm I tongues: If thou art rich i:: Learn here thy wealth is nothing worth ; If thou art poor, this precious mine Hath countless treasures — all are thine. The Happy Land. P. M. Anniversary Hymn*, 14, 1 THERE is a happy land, Far, far away. Wher glory stand, g lit as day. Oh ! how tfa / sing, Worthy is our Saviour King, Loud let his praises ring, Praise, praise for aye! 2 Come to that happy land, Con: Whv will ve doubting stand, Why still delay ? Oh! we shall happy be. When, from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with thee, Blest, blest" for aye. 4& LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Bright in that happy land, Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand, Love can not die. Oh ! then to glory run, Be a crown and kingdom won; And bright above the sun, We reign for aye. 50. Children in Heaven. P. M, Anniversary Hymns, G&. A ROUXD the throne of God in heaven, Thousands of children stand ; Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band, Singing glory, glory, Glory be to God on high. In flowing robes of spotless white, See every one arrayed ; Dwelling in everlasting light, And joys that never fade, Singing, &c. What brought them to that world above? That heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and joy, and love : How came those children there ? Singing, &c. Because the Saviour shed his blood, To wash away their sin : Bathed in that pure, and precious flood, Behold them white and clean 1 Singing, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 49 5 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace On earth they loved his name ; So now they see his blessed face, And stand before the Lamb, Singing, «£c. 51. The Pilgrim's Home. lis Boys' and Girls' Sinking Book, 10, 1 '\|Ih> scenes of affliction, with sorrow oppressed, . lU- How oft have we sighed for the season of rest, When no more through this wilderness world W9 shall roam. But find in the bosom of Jesus a home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Receive us, dear Saviour, in glory at home. 2 No spot on the earth can give permanent bliss, No home for the pilgrim or stranger like this ; But beyond the bright azure, that star-spangled dome, We shall iind in the bosom of Jesus a home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, &e. 3 'Tis hope cheers the prospect that's gloomy and drear, And points to the haven of rest that is near ; Oh ! there in sweet fields of delight we shall roam, And find in the bosom of Jesus a home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, fee 50 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. v4>* We have no Home but Heaven. 7s & 6a Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 143. 1 \V E have no home but heaven 1 " A pilgrim's garb we wear; Our path is marked by changes, And strewed with many a care ; Surrounded with temptation, By varied ills oppressed, Each day's experience warns us That this is not our rest. « 2 "We have no home but heaven ! Then wherefore seek one here ? "Why murmur at privations, Or grieve when trouble's near ? It is but for a season That we as strangers roam ; And strangers must not look for The comforts of a home. 3 We have no home but heaven ! We want no home beside ; 0 God ! our Friend and Father ! Our footsteps thither guide ; Unfold to us its glory, Prepare us for its joy, Its pure and perfect friendship, Its angel-like employ. 4 We have no home but heaven ! How cheering is the thought ! How bright the expectations Which G-od's own word has taught I LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 51 "With eager hearts we hasten, The promised bliss to share I We have no home but heaven ! Oh ! would that we were there ! 53. The New Jerusalem. C. M Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 12. 1 JERUSALEM, my bappy home, Name ever dear to me ! ' "When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, and tin When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walla And pearly gates behold? Thy - dvation strong, And streets of shining gold ? 2 Oh ! when, thou city of my God! Shall I thy courts ascend, "Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end ? There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know ; Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you. 3 "Why should I shrink at pain or woe, Or feel at death, dismay ? Tve Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day ! Jerusalem, my glorious home ! My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joy shall see. 52 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 54. Heavenly Canaan. P. M, Sabbath-School Gems, T4. 1 AN Jordan's stormy banks I stand, ^ And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. We're marching through Immapw^'s ground We soon shall hear the trumpet so»nd ; And there we shall with Jesus reijox. And never, never part again. What ! never part again ? No ! never part again. 2 O'er all those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day — There G-od, the Son, forever reigns, And scatters night away. We're marching through, &c. 3 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. Are felt and feared no more. We're marching through, &c. 4 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest ? When shall I see my Father's face, And on his bosom rest ? We're marching through, &7. Heaven. P. M. linden Harp, 86. 1 THEPwE is a clime where Jesus reign3, A home of grace and love. Where angels sing, in sweetest strains, Of his redeeming love. 0 heaven ! sweet heaven ! Land of the bk How I long to be there, In thy glories to share, And rest upon Jesus' breast £ And children, too, will join to bless The precious Saviour's name, Clothed in his perfect righteousness, And saved from sin and shame. 0 heaven. &c. 3 Yet all, alas ! may not be there, For some will slight his grac- ; Now, though he calls, they do not car© To turn and seek his face. Oh ! heaven, me. Oh! that is joytVJ ! joyful! joyful I Oh 1 that is joyful. That Jesus bids us come To dwell with him above, And sing the everlasting song Of his redeeming love. 2 Angels are there around the throne, t notes of praise they sing; All glory to our G-od alone. And to our Saviour King. Oh ! that is joyful. &c 0 3 And children join the glorious song, Who once lived here below ; But now, amid that sinless throng, They no more sorrow know. Oh ! that is joyful, :y, my home. 2 Sweet b >nd • fch it u lite all t . of peace ! And • ,:i not [ roam, I long I Home, home, &c. 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, "Which hinders my joy and communion with thee; Though no v my tem] y foam, All, all will b • peace, when I'm with thee at Home, home, &c. 4 Vvliile here in the valley of conflict I stay, Oh! _ as my dayj In all my ) thee would I c;me, Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. Home, homr. &c. 5 Whate'er thou deniest, oh! give me thy grace, The Spirit's nd smiles of thy face; Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne, And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. Home, home, &c LEE AVEN'UE C 63 6 I long*, dearest Lord, in t Bhine, No more as an exile in sorrow to pine. 2 b arise from the tomb, iiome. 65. Home of the Blest. P. U ftillB Harp, S6. 1 A HAPPY land ! 0 happy h " Where saints an I We Ion.: * And all their anthems E 0 heaven, sweet heaven ! 0 home of the blest: How I long to be there, All its glory to b1 And to lean on i it's breast, 2 But every veiee in yonder thrc On earth h Lips untaught may song Or learn the n." 0 heaven '. 3 Thou heavenly Friend ! thou heavenly Friend I Oh ! hear us when we pray : e descend, And take our sins av 0 hea 4 Be all our fresh, our youthful days, To thy blest service given: Then we shall meet to sing thy praise, A ransomed band in be 0 heaven ! kc 64 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. OO. Home in tha Skie3. lis B >y.s' and Girls' Singing Book, 10. 1 "WHEN" the time of oar earthly sojourning ia o'er, The home that once knew us will know us no more ; But why should we leave it with lingering eyes, Since Jesus will give us a home in the skies ? Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Far better than earth's is this home in the skies. 2 Its doors are of pearl, and its floor paved with gold; Its altar a diamond of lustre untold ; No sun rules the day, and no moon crowns the night, For the eye of the Lamb of that home is the light-, Home, home, sweet, sweet home, For the eye of the Lamb of that home is the light 3 The friends that we loved of this Earthly the light, On the wings of bright angels have taken their flight, They have gone to the Heavenly, the home of the blest, In the arms of their Saviour forever to rest Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Oh ! there's no home on earth like this home of the blest. i With their harps in their hands, which are never unstrung, And voices untiring, they sing heaven's song ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. (35 Like the Bound ( I ir anthems arise. To him who prepared them a home in the skies. Horn Oh! there's no home on earth 1... me in the s 67. There is a Land of pure D slight. C. M. 3 THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal i Infinite a And inish pain. I want to go. I want to go. I want to go there too— I want to go where Jesus is, I want to go there too* 2 There everlasti And never- with ring flow Death, like a narrow sea. divides This heavenly laud from ours. I want to g 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood . Stand dressed in living gn So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between, I want to go, kc. 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o*er. Not Jordan's stream nor death's eold flood, Should fright us from the shore. I want to goi, tax 66 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. too. The heavenly Mansion. P. HL New Lute of Zion, 329. 1 V|Y heavenly home is bright and fair, We'll be gathered home; x Nor death nor sighing visit there. We'll be gathered home: We'll wait till Jesus comes, We'll wait till Jesus comes, We'll wait till Jesus conies, And we'll be gathered home. 2 Its glittering towers the sun outshine, We'll be gathered home; That heavenly mansion shall be mine, We'll be gathered home: We'll wait, &c. 3 My Father's house is built on high, We'll be gathered home ; Above the arched and starry sky, We'll be gathered home : We'll wait, fee. 4 When from this earthly prison freet We'll be gathered home : Tint heavenly mansion mine shall be, We'll be gathered home : We'll wait, &c. 6 While here, a stranger far from home— We'll be gathered home ; Affliction's waves may round me foam, We'll be gatherea home. We'll wait, &c. LEE AYEXFE COLLECTION'. Ct 6 I envy not the rich and grout, We'll be gather ap of wealth, and pride of state, We'll be gather T My Father is a richer King, We'l That heavenly mansion still I sing, We'l ed home. it 8 Let others seek a home below. We'll be gather Which flames devour or waves o'erthroTsr, We'll be gathered hou We'll wait, 9 Be mine the happier lot to own, We'll be gathered hoi A heavenly mansion near the throne, We'll be gathered hon We'll wait, 10 Then, fail this earth, let stars decline, We'll be gathered home; And sun and moon refuse to shine, Well be gathered home. We'll wait. fcc. 11 All nature sink and cease to be, We'll be gathered home; That heavenly mansion stands for me, We'll be gathered h< We'll wait, ftc. 68 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. w. Meet me in Heaven. 8s & 6s. Linden Harp, 54. 1 TJOW bright the day, the joyful day, When all the good shall come, And clothed in robes of white array, Meet in their happy home ! The Saviour's hand shall wipe their tears, And folded to his breast, 'His lambs shall feel no earthly fear, But find eternal rest. Meet me in heaven, meet me in heaven, Meet me in heaven, where we'll never part again. 2 Ah ! would you be among the blest Who walk the golden streets, Or lean upon the Saviour's breast, Or worship at his feet! Then wander not from Jesus Christ, Nor go the path of sin, Until you find the gates of woe, And there must enter in. Meet me in heaven, &c. 3 Your teachers can not bear to think Those little feet shall slide Upon the dark and dreadful brink Of ruin's sweeping tide. Come to the Saviour, little ones, And with his own dear flock, He'll hide you when temptation comes^ Safe in the clefted rock. Meet me in heaven, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. W 70. Happy Land, far above. P. M, 1 IlAPPYland! happy land! beyond the skies so brigiu and fair. Far abore, far .. ? shining angels are; Land of love and joys divine, re the meek and lowly In the rob shine, With the pure and holy. Happy land ! happy land ! where sin and sorrow never* co Oh S may we find in thee a bright eternal home. 2 Happy land ! happy land ! beyond the skies so t and fair, Far above, far above, where shining angels are; Ever from the harps of . lling, And as Jesus' love is Happy voices pealing — Happy land ! happy land, <£c. 71. The Pilgrim's Song. 11a Boys' and Girli' Singing Book, 10, !!«. 1 YJ Y home is in heaven, my res: is not here, Then why should I murmur when trials ar» near! Be hushed, my sad spirit, the worst that can come But shortens my journey, and hastens me home, I It is not for me to be seeking my ' And building my hopes in a region like this ; I look for a city which hands have not piled— I pant for a country by sin undefiled. TO LEE AYENUE COLLECTION. 3 The thorn and the thistle around me may grow, I would not lie down upon roses below: I ask not my portion, I seek not my rest, Till I find them forever in Jesus' breast. 4 Afflictions may damp me, they can not destroy — One glimpse of his love turns them all into joy ; And the bitterest tears, if he smiles but on them, Like dew in the sunshine, grow diamond and gem. 72. Joy to the World. C. M, Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 126. 1 TOY to the world, the Lord is come ; ^ Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; Let men their songs employ ; "While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains^ Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is foun d. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. "W. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 11 73. The Lamb that was Slain. . P. M Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 40. 1 ] N the far better land of glory and light A The ransomed are singing in garments of white, Tiie harpers are harping ; and all the bright train Sing the song of redemption — the Lamb that \va3 slain. I Like the sound of the sea swells their chorus of praise Round the star-circled crown of the ancient of days, And thrones and dominions reecho the strain Of glory eternal to him that was slain. 3 Dear Saviour, may we, with our voices so faint, Sing the chorus celestial with angel and saint ? Yes ! yes ! we will sing, and thine ear we will gain With the song of redemption — the Lamb that was slain. 4 Now, children and teachers and friends, all unite In a loud hallelujah with the ransomed in light ; To Jesus we'll sing that melodious strain. The song of Redemption— the Lamb that was slain. 74. Star of Bethlehem. L. BL Plymouth Collection, 148. 1 WHEN" marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wa Bering eye. T2 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks — It is the star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode : The storm was loud, the night was dark ; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark, 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze; Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose — It was the star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; . And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing first, in night's diadem, Forever and forevermore. The star — the Star of Bethlehem. 75. The Saviour. 7s & 6* Linden Harp, 18 ITOW precious is the story Of our Kedeemers birth, Who left the realms of glory, And came to dwell on earth : He saw our sad condition, Our guilt, and sin, and shame ; To save us from perdition The blessed Jesus came. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 7$ 2 He came to earth from heaven, To weep, and bleed, and die. That we mig _iven, And raised to God on high. His kindness and compassion To childrt -shown; The heirs of Ins salvation. He claimed them for his own. 3 Oh ! may I love this Saviour, So good, so kind, so mild ; And may I tind his favor, A young though sinful child! And in his blissful heaven May I at lust appear, "With all my sins forgiven. To know and praise him there. 76. Star in the East. lis & 10s. ..thCoIlectkn, SMV. 1 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morn- ing. Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning. Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him. in slumber reclining ; Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of alL 8 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom. and off 'rings divine. Gems of the mountains, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine ? 74 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gold would his favors secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and bast of the sons of the morning. Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 77. Coronation of Christ. C. M. Anniversary iymn», II 1 A LL hail the power of Jesus' nam* [ Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all 3 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom £)avid, Lord did call ; The God incarnate ! Man divine! And crown him Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him who saves you by his gracQ And crown him Lord of all. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 75 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall: Go. t at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 6 Let red, every tribe, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of alL See the kind Shepherd. P. M. 1 CEE the kind Shepherd. Jesr.s. stands, A '.ime; Gathers the feeble in his ;;: And feeds each tender Lamb. 0 joy of I IIow I long to be thine, in -bright glory to shine. And to be forever at rest 2 He'll lead us to the beavnly streams, Where livii Bow: And guide us to the fruitful fields, Where trees of knowledge grow. 0 Saviour ! &c. 3 When, wandering from the fold, wo leave The straight and narrow way, Our faithful Shepherd still is near To guide us when we stray. 0 Saviour 1 &c. T6 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 The feeblest lamb amid the flock, Shall be the Shepherd's care : While folded in our Saviour's arms, We're sate from every snare. 0 Saviour ! &c. 4 9* Children, hear the Melting Story. 8s, 7s. 4s. Boys' and Girls' Sinking: Book, 14*. 1 PHILBREST. hear the melting story, ^ Of the Lamb that oace was slaia ; 'Tis the Lord of life and glory, Shall he plead with you in vain, Oh ! receive him ! And salvation now obtain. 2 Yield no more to sin and folly, So displeasing in his sight ; Jesus loves the pure and holy ; They alone are his delight : Seek his favor And your hearts to him unite. 3 All your sins to him confessing, Who is ready to forgive ; Seek the Saviour's richest blessing On his precious name believe : He is waiting, Will you not his grace receive ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 77 The Friend we ought to Love. F m School Gems, ' 1 THERE is a friend we ought to love, More than all friends beside; His name is Jesus, and his love Forever shall abide. Come, children, then, for now be lives, And praise from little ones receives ; With lip and life well praise his name, And not forget his laws again. What? not forget again ? Xo, not forget again, &c. 2 There is a word we ought to prize than all words b It tells how Jesus from the skies, Came down and wept and died. Come, children, then, for now he lives- Sinners from every land receives; Oh ! let us spread the tidings round, And publish wide the joyful sound. What ? spread the joyful sound? Yes, spread the joyful sound, &C. 3 There is a land we eight to love More thaii all lands beside, The land of glory high above, Where all the saints a Come, children, for this land prepare, Tribes of all nation shall be there; Oh ! then we shall with Jesus reign, And never, never part again. What ? never part again? No, never part again, &c. 78 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. h Bit I want to be like Jesus. 7s & € 13 ys* anl Girls' Singing Book, 142. 1 T WANT to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek; For no one marked an angry word That ever heard him speak. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. *I9 2 I want to be like Jesus, So frequently in prayer; Alone upon the mountain-top lie met his Father there. 3 I want to be like Jesus; 1 never, never find ' That he, though persecuted, was To any one unkind. 4 I want to be like Jes Engaged in doing; good. So that of me it ma) be said, " She hath done what she could." 5 Alas ! I'm not like J< As any one may 0 gentle Saviour ! send thy grace, And make me like to thee. Jesus inviting Children. P. 3 L;:il^n Hr.rp, 13*. 1 JESUS Christ, our Lord and Saviour, " Who has bid us come to thee, Now extend to us thy Little children though we be; Low we humbly bend before thee, All unworthy of thy love ; Lord of life, and light, and glory I Hear us from tin' throne above. 2 Thou who boldest high dominion Over air, and earth, and sea, Yet, didst bless the little children That o: old were brought to thea. 80 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Lord ! this day wo ask thy blessing ; Send thy Holy Spirit down ; May we all. our sins confessing, Thee our Lord and Saviour own. 3 So, when death this frame shall sever, (For we know that all must die.) May our souls, 0 Lord ! forever Live and reign with thee on high I Oh ! that we, to whom 'tis given Here to join in praise and prayer, May, around thy throne in heaven Meet, and none be wanting there. 83* " ^ Poor wayfarin& ^Ian °f Grief." L. II Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 121. 1 A POOR wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, "vVTio sued so humbly for relief, That I could never answer nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whither he went or whence he came ; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love, I knew not why. 2 Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered ; not a word he spake ; Just perishing for want of bread, I gave him all ; he blessed, and brake, And ate, but gave me part again; Mine was an angel's portion then. And while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. LEE AVENUE COLLEC ' 81 3 I spied him where a fountain burst a from the rock : I h was go»* • The h< iter mocked I He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the sufferer up — Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped, and returned it running o'er — I drank, aud never thirsted more. 4 'Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew A wintry hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed, I clothed. I cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to r Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed. 5 Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the hi_\ I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil. refreshment; he was healed: I had myself a wound concealed ; But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6 In prison I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor's doom at morn ; The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him 'mid shame and scorn, i ^ndship's utmost zeal to try. He asked me if I for him would die ; The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But the free spirit cried, M I will V ' 82 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 7 Then, in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise; The tokens in his hands I knew; M)r Saviour stood before ray eyes ! He spake, and my poor name he named; M Of me thou hast not baen ashamed ; These deeds shalt thy memorial be ; Fear not ; thou didst it unto me." 84. First Love. P. M. Anniversary Hymn*, IT. 1 TJ0"v7 happy are they Who their Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasures above; Oh! what tongue can express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love ? 2 'Tis 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. 3 Yes, all the day long Is my Jesus my song, And redemption through faith in his name: Oh ! that all might believe, And salvation receive, And their song and their joy be the sama LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 83 }5. The Child's Desire. P. M. '.n«, 17. . T THINK, when I r< ryofold, -* Wh< !i J< sua was here among nun, ailed little children as lamba to his fold, I should like to have been with them then. I wish that his hand? had been placed on my head, That his arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind lock when he ;- L?t the little ones come unto me." Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go, in his love; And if T thu iim below I shall see him and hear him above ; In that beautiful place he has gone to prepare, For all wi; iren ; And many b ere, " For of such is the kingdom of heaven." £. 'Midst Sorrow and Cars. P. ML Br.ilbiiry'sS. S. Cnoir, 5. 1 M f I DST sorrow and care, There's one that is near And ever delights to relieve us. 2 'Tis Jesus our friend, On whom we depend, Fur life and for all its rich blessings, 3 When trouble assails, Hifl love never fails, He meets us with sweet consolation. 84 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 87. " Come, let us Sing of Jesus." P. 1L Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 20. 1 POME, let u=5 sing of Jesus, ^ While hearts and voices blend; Come, let us sing of Jesus, The sinner's only friend ; His holy soul rejoices Amid the choirs above, To hear our youthful voices, Exulting in his love. 2 We love to sing of Jesus Who wept our path along; We love to sing of Jesus, The tempted and the strong; None who besought his healing, He passed unheeded by ; And still retains his feeling For us above the sky. 3 We love to sing of Jesu3 Who died our souls to save; "We love to sing of Jesus, Triumphant o'er the grave ; And in our hour of danger, We'll trust his love alone, Who once slept in a manger, And now sits on the throne. 4 Then let us sing of Jesus, While yet on earth we stay; And hope to sing of Jesus, Throughout eternal day ; For those who here confess him, He will in heaven confess ; And faithful hearts that bless him, He will forever bless. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 8& 88. The Prince of Peace. C. M. Anniversary Hy.r.ns, 17. 1 f ren, hail the Prince of Peace, ^ Obey the Saviour's call ; Come, sing aloud Lis glorious grace, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Let every girl and every boy Before his footstool fall ; And their triumphant songs employ, To crown him Lord of all 3 This Jesus will your sins forgive, He now invites us all ; For us he died that we might live, And crown him Lord of all 4 Oh ! let our hearts receive our King, Xo more refuse his call ; That so in heaven we still may sing, And crown him Lord of all. 89. Christ a Friend. 83 & 7a. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 18. 1 f)XE there is above all others, ^ Well deserves the name of Friend; His is love beyond a brother's. Costly, free, and knows no end: Which of all our friends, to save us, .. 1 or would have shed his blood? But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in him to G^d. 86 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 2 When he lived on earth al his name; He i me. Oh! for grace oui soften! I j love , We, What a Friend we have above. 90. Oh! when shall I sbd Jons] 7s & 6i 0H!, Paging Book, 141. when - And reign with him a .rain Drink everlasting love? When shall I be deliv - 2 Thro oiued To conquer, though I die, And then away to Jesus On wings of love to : Fa- sorrow — I bid you all adieu ; And 0 my : /-rhfuL, I on your way purs 3 And if you meet with troubles. Then cast your care on Jc And don't forget to pray ; LEE AVEN'UE COLLECT -87 Gird on the heavenly armor Of faith, and hope and love; Then, when the combat's ended, He'll carry you ;.' Song of Angel* P. M. S. S. Harmonist, 1W. 1 TTAPPY ;. you dwell And in joyous anthems swell Shining multitud Our Redeemer to pro. Still y ■.me; Glory, gl< 2 Ang "ith man. Swell our strain of glory; Shout with Irous plan, Lov Soon our stay on earth Bhall fail, Soon shall )rtal veil, m in strains like yours we'll hail, Glory, glory, glory ! 3 Christ, our Lord, the theme, the song, Thou no more the strai Welcomed by the shining thrcng, In lone Bethrhem's manger: Robed in peerl- - Soon our eyes shall also see, Then well cry, " 'Tis he ! 'tis he ! Glory, glory, gl< 92. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Notes of Angels P. M Bradbury's S. S. Choir, Ilk 1 IT ARK ! the notes of angels singing Glory, glory to the Lamb, All in heaven their tribute bringing, Raising high the Saviour's name. 2 Ye for whom his life was given, Sacred themes to you belong ; Come, assist the choir of heaven, Join the everlasting song. 3 Filled with holy emulation ; We unite with those above ; Sweet the theme — a free salvation, Fruits of everlasting love. 4 Endless life in him possessing, Let us praise his precious name, Glory, honor, power, and blessing Be forever to the Lamb. 93. Jesus Died my Soul to Save. P. M Anniversary Hymns, 55. 1 TESTIS died my soul to save ; ** Blessed truth, blessed truth ; Jesus died my soul to save From the world of woe: "When he lived on earth a stranger, He had oft to fly from danger, That he might the work jrerfonn He had come to do. 94. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 89 2 Jesus had no homo on earth ; Mournful truth, mournful truth; Jesus had no home on earth uld call his Yet ho was the mighty Saviour, Living- in his Father's favor, id fearful scenes, Though he seemed alone. 3 Jesus is in gle Joyful truth, joyful truth; 3 is in glory now, In the world al ITe" has done with tears and sighing, Earth no more shall see him dying; Shout my soul, thy song of praise, Thou shalt see his love. Praise to Jesus. P. M, - i, -U. 1 OWEETLT sing, sweetly sing, ^ Praises to our heavenly King ; Let us raise, let us raise High our notes of praise ; Praise to him whose name is Love, Praise to him who reigns above ; Raise youi ur songs, Xow with thankful tongues. 2 Angels bright, angels bright, Robed in garments pure and white, Chant his praise, chant his praise, In melodious lays. 90 LEE ATBffUB COLLECTION. But from that bright happy throng Ne'er can come this sweetest song— Redeeming love, redeeming love, Brought us here above. 3 Far away, far away, We in sin's dark valley lay, Jesus came, Jesus ca:ne. Blessed be his name ! He redeemed us by his grace, Then prepared in heaven a place To receive, to receive Now we know, now we know, We from earth must shortly go, Soon the call soon the call Come3 to one and all. Saviour ! when our time shall come, Take us to our heavenly home, There to dwell there to dwell Evermore, with thee. 95. Children's Hosannas. C.K. 1 TTOSANNAS were by children sung, When Jesus was on earth, Then surely we are not too young To sound his praises forth. The Lord is great the Lord is good, He feeds us from his store "With earthly and with heavenly food; We'll praise him evermore. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 91 im y»u:ig children came He to k them in his arms; He blessed them in his Father's name, An a • vnly charms: VTe thank him for his gracious word, :ank him for his love, We'll sing - of our Lord, Who reigns in heaven above. 3 Before he left this world of woe, On Calvary he d His blood for us flow Forth from his wounded side. Oh! then we'll a Dame, AVho groaned and died for us ; We'll worship tti Lamb, And kneel before his 4 He rose again and walked abroad, I is £ : They called him the incarnate God, Redeemer of our race. He rose and he ascended high: bow to his command; te earth and sky, right hand. 96. Children's Praises. lis* Bradbury'? S. S. Meloffita, 1*26- 1 AVE gather, -we gather, dear Jesus, to bring The breathings of love 'mid the blossoms of spring ; Our Maker, Redeemer. Tve gratefully ra:se Our hearts and our voices in singing thy praise* & LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 When stooping to eafrth from the brightness of heat Thy blood for our ransom so freely was given, Thou listenedst with pleasure while children ado: With joyful hosannas the blessed of the Lord. 3 Those arms which embraced little children of old Still love to encircle the lambs of the fold ; That grace which inviteth the wandering home, Hath never forbidden the young -sc to come. 4 Hosanna! Hosannal great Teacher, we raise Our hearts and our voices in singing thy praise; Fo precept and promise so graciously given, For blessings of earth and the glories of heaven. 97. " Feed my Lambs." lis. S. S. Concert Hymns, 35. 1 "DEFORE the great Shepherd ascended on high, To prepare for his sheep a s ife fold in the sky ; He called his friends round him. a few worthy names. And charged one for all, to take care ot his larnba. 2 He knew we should need to be guarded with care ; For in the dark forest the wolf had his lair; And watched all our gambols, and envied our P: And meant us to kill, if we came in his way. 3 The hills and the meadows are not always green, The sky that is o'er us, not always serene; But the cloud and storm, and the winter so cold, All make us so glad, when we're safe in the fold* LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 03 Oh ! then, gentle she} I not our claims, Sine • harged you to care lor the h We want to be I And rest 08, at noon, in the shade of the Rock. 98. Did the Saviour die for Children 7 8s & 7s S. S. Concert Hynmz. S&. 1 POME, beloved teachers, toll us, ^ Can a holy God forgrv l>id the Saviour die for children, ) him and In Is his sceptre still extended ? Can we touch and be forgiven ? Will our pi . Knocking, r ope the gate of Heaven ? 2 Tell us, are our souls immortal ? Shall we live beyond the grave ? On eternit? .an, Can we find an arm to save ? When on earth the Saviour sojourned, Little children shared his love ; Teachers, does he still regard as, Now that he has gone above ? Must we wait till we are older, Ere we give our hearts away ? Teachers, tell us you are willing, We should come to Christ to-day ? 34 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. */«/• Loving- kindness. L. H V Singing Book, J 44. 1 \ "VTAKE, my soul, in joyful 1 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from thee — His loving-kin iness, oh ! how free ! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lust estate — His loving-kindness, oh! how great 1 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul ak His loving-kindness, oh! how strong! 4 'When trouble, like a gloomy CiOud. Has gather* 1 thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood — ■ His loving-kindness, oh ! how good I 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart ; But though I oft have him forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. Soon all my mortal powers must fail; Oh ! may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. LEE AYEXUE COLLECTION. 95 100. Feed my Lambs. P. JL Brn itmry's & S. Choir, 23. 1 A' "TEED my lambs!'' bow condescending, How comp issionate the grace Of the Saviour, just ascending, Thus to bless our infant race. u Lov'st thou thy Saviour ? feed my lambs. " 2 Richest treasure, dearest token, From his stores of love to give ; Kept from age to age unbroken, Till its bounty we receive. " Lov'st thou thy Saviour ? feed my lambs." 3 "Who, without that word of blessing, Could our dark estate have told ? Sin and woe our souls distressing. Lost and wandering from his fold ? "Lov'st thou thy Saviour? feed my lambs." 4 "Feed my lambs!" ye pastors, hear it; Feed the flock of his own hand: Oh ! for him, for us. revere it ; Keep the Shepherd's last command. 1 Lov'st thou thy Saviour ? feed my lambs.' M LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 101. The Lamb3 of the Flock. P. M. S. S. Concert Hymns, 54. 1 WE'RE the lambs of the flock, and no danger we fear, Wnen the voice and the call of our Shepherd wo hear, Then we follow, then we follow, then wq follow, follow, follow, follow, In the steps of the flock, when the Shepherd we hear. AVENUE COLLECT] 97 2 Wo are tiny and weak, but our Shepherd is strong; From the wolves be d - ;;ii tiieday long; If we folio* ck of his chosen ones al long. 3 The pastures are green, and the flowers bloom around ; By the side of still waters lie lets us lie down ; Th.n we follow, £c. The ,il, when the flowers bloom around. 4 Oh ! that all the dear lambs had a hear. When the . l his mansion! on high : ' : will follow, We will follow the Lamb to nis fold in the ?.. 1 102. 0 Hap-T. Bappy Chili ! P 31 SAW a child kneel down. And fold hie - v pray, His motlit: his side, 1 taught liirn wl Little he knew of all he saw — His mother's word to him was law. 0 happy, happy child ! Trusting and guileless as the He somoti::.- vn accord, Folded his hands Would you be blessed ? be guileless, mild, And trusting as this little child. 103. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. The Sinner's Invitation. 6s & 7& Brooklyn Anniversary Hymns, 1854. 1 pHILDREX, corner will you come, ^ Hear the Saviour proclaiming: I have purchased a home In the mansions of heaven, For each sin-stricken soul "Who has fled to the fountain Flowing forth from my side, As I hung on the mountain. 2 There the angels so bright Listen pleased to the story ; As the saints clothed in white, Sing aloud of his glory. There no sin nor dismay, Neither trouble nor sorrow, Will be felt for a day, N or feared for the morrow. 3 He's prepared yon a home — Children will you believe it ? And invites you to come — Children, will you receive it? Oh! come, children, come, For the tide is receding, And the Saviour will soon And forever cease pleading, 104. "Come, Children, Come.,, P. & Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 3fc 1 pOME, children, come, God bids you come. ^ Come and learn to sing the story Of the Lord of life and glory, Come, come, come, come, children, come. LEE AYEXIT. OOLLECTIOV. 99 2 Come, ehi] . you come, Love and serve your I • .our, Come, come, come, come, children, come. 3 Come, children, come, the Spirit says come, Come with Zion'a sons and daughters! To the spring of livinj Come, come, come, c me. 4 Come, children, come, all bid you come, Die unite yo ir hearts and voices, Listening heaven then rejoi Come, come. come. come, children, come. 5 Come, children, come, make heaven your home, Then though earthly wr. You may live with Christ forever, Come, come, come, come, children, come. (05. Come to the Mercy-Seat. S. M. Bradbury's S. S. Melodies, 86. 1 POME to the mercy-seat^ ^ Come to the place of prayer ; Come, little children, to His feet, In whom ye live and are, 2 Come to your God in prnyer. Come to your Saviour now. While youthful skies are bright and fair, And health is on your brow, 100 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 3 Come in the name of Him ' Who all your sorrows bore, "Who ever lives to pardon sin, And will be sought by prayer. 0T 106. Come to the Saviour. P. M Linden Harp, 86 \UR Saviour bids the children come; ' He bids us come to him ; And, as in other days, he spreads His arms to take us in. 0 Saviour ! dear Saviour I 0 joy of the blest ! How I long to be thine, In bright glory to shine, And be forever at rest t 2 Forever blessed be his name ; No earthly lo.ve like his ; Oh! may it draw -our hearts to him, And to the world of bliss. 0 Saviour! &c. 3 There may we come at last, to sing. In nobler strains, his praise ; And join the little ones who stand Before our Father's face. 0 Saviour! &c LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 101 107. Little Children, Jesus calls You. P. M. - <.Chtir,107. 1 T ITTLE children, Jesus calls you, *J Listen to his blessed v Sinners try in vain to shun it, Christians hail it and lvjoice. Come then, children, join to sing Glory to our Saviour King. 2 Little children, come to Jesus ; See him still inviting stand: Hark ! he bids you leave destruction, Calls you to the Better Land Come the:.. 3 Little children, look to Jesus , Look to Jesus, look and live ; Jesus suffered death to save you, Freest pardon he will give. Come then. ic. 108. Come, haste to the Saviour. P. H Liiilen Harp, S3. 1 POME, youthful sinners, come, haste to the Sav- ^ iour, Come, ye young wanderers, cling to his side; Kneel at his mercy-seat, sue for his favor. Lambs of his bosom lor whom he hath died. How fair is grace, the young- bosom adorning I What robe so pure as the raiment of truth ? Come to his temple gate, come in life's morning ; Give up your souls to the Guide ^ your youth. 102 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Can ye find pleasure in pathways unholy ? Hope ye for wisdom in wand'riug from God Sorrow and shame wait the vot'ries of folly, Earth has no comfort not found in his blood. Has he not died for you ? gaze on his passion : There see the tokens of sorrow and love ; Lives he noc now for you ? Jesus the Saviour, Bled and ascended to crown you above. 109, " Come unto Me." P. 3k S. S. Concert Hymns, 40. 1 TO the wandering and the weary, Every where, on land and sea, Jesus calls in tones of mercy, " Come unto me, come unto me." 2 Fiom our home, our household altar, When our father bends the knee, Oft we hear a voice inviting, " Come unto me," &g. 3 When, at night, upon our pillow, We have prayed our prayer to thee, Then we felt the word, unspoken, '; Come unto me," &c. 4 Oft we hear it, when our teachers Talk to us of Calvary ; In our hearts its tones reecho, " Come unto me," &c. 6 When we pass death's troubled river, Calm and peaceful it will be; If we hear that voice of voices, " Come unto me," &c. LES AVEXUE COLLECTION". 103 110. To-day the Saviour calls, 63 & 4s. . Jrv's S. S. Choir, t. 1 TO-D \ nur calls, ^ Ye wanderers come; 0 ye benighted e \Yhy longer roam ? 2 To-day the Saviour calls ! For refuge fly ; The storm of vengeance falls ; Ruin is nigh. 3 To-day the Saviour calls ! Oh ! listen now: "Within these sajred walls To Jesus bow. 4 The Spirit calls to-day! Yield 1 1 hid p • Oh ! grieve him not away, 'lis mercy's hour. HI. Invitation. 8s & 7& !Ir\rmo:uit, 154. 1 POME, ye children, stop no 1 i ^ ( i.e Saviour : : not till your sins grcv stronger; Xow I Come to the Lord, and seek for glory, if Jesus' name; Li-: a to the joyful Bt Christ the Lord will come to reign. 104 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Id the garden see him bleeding ! For your sins he suffered much ! Now with God he's interceding, If his wounds your hearts can touch : Come to the Lord, &c. 112. " Hark ! those happy Voices." 7s & 3a. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 46. 1 II ARK, those happy voices, saying, ■*-*- Yet there's room, Sinner, come, Heaven's call obeying. 2 Now the feast is spread before them, Wait no more, Grace implore, Peace shall then come over thee. 113, The Heavenly Guide. P. HL Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 6. 1 pOME, children, to the promised land, ^ The promised land, We'll rest upon its golden strand, Its golden strand ; Should fears their onward march delay, Who seek a country far away ? LEE A.VTOTJ1 COLLECTION. 10* 2 Though v. hat round as lie, lie, An I Tho Fear oly guide. 3 One who re, Ana jrdau's further shore, When for our - . he flood, And dyed bis blood. 4 He knows r and each snare, He knows e Unfailing: f*re his love and care, Irs love b And we mo safe whal When Jes-is is our heavenly Guide. 114. Forsaking all for Christ. 8s & 7i» Ne-.s- Lotfl ofZion, S36, 1 TESTIS, I ^ All to leave and follow I Thou, fro u hence, my all shalt be; Perish every fond ambition. All Vyq sought or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my conditi God and heaven are still mine own. 106 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Let the world despise and leave me ; They have left ray Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not, like them, untrue ; And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might; Foes may hate, and friends disown me; Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer, Heaven's eternal days before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise* 4 Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care, Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear ; Think what spirit dwells within th'e, Think what Father's smiles are txiine; Think that Jesus died to win thee; Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 115. Sabbath Mom. C. I Sun lny-School Advocate, Vol. 15, 104. 1 'TIS sweet, when Sabbath morn returns, To join the youthful band, And raise a grateful song to him, Who guides us with his hand : T LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". lOt The noisy world sends gentler sounds, Heaven's :.. le air, And tells in soft and soothing strains, A Sabbath everywhere: Oh ! i rich repast, Father's love — ■ bless the weary soul, And raise the heart above? 2 :Tb sweet in early joyful notes To praise our Saviour's name ; ^is sweeter still to glow with love And feel the heavenly flam It fires the soul with strong desire To reach those upper e "Where one unbroken Sabbath reigns, And pleasure never d Oh ! is it not, Ac. 3 The Sabbath morn, sweet Sabbath morn, We greet thy rising sun. And to the duties of the day With fresh delight we run To dwell within thy temple, Lord, Where heaven!" fall; ' Not earth such pure delights can give " 'Tis better far than all. Oh ! is it not, Ac. 4 Hail ! gracious gift, by God designed, A day of peace and rest, To keep us trav'lers on our road, And make us truly blest. 108 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. If others choose in sin and toil To waste their hours away, "We'll love with fond and grateful hearts, The precious Sabbath day. Oh 1 is it not, &c. 16. Sunday Hymn. P. BO Sunday-School Advocate, Vo.. 15, 4» 1 TTAPPY, happy Sunday, A1 Thou day of peace and heaven, 'Tis fit we should give one day To God who gives us seven. Though other days bring sadness, Thou biddst us cease to mourn ; Then hail, thou day of gladness I I welcome thy return. 2 Happy, happy Sunday, We will not toil to-day ; But leave to busy Monday Our work, and toys, and play. Thy face is ever smiling, Thou fairest of the seven! They on!y speak of toiling, But thou of rest and heaven. 3 Happy, happy Sunday, Thy holy hours I prize ; Thou art, indeed, heaven's own day, The emblem of the skies. May I, 0 Lord ! inherit That rest when life is o'er; And with each perfect spirit Adore thee evermore. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 10$ "How swest is the Sabbath to me." 8a. D.atbury'a S. S. Choir 16. IIOW sweet is the Sabbath to me, 11 The day when the Saviour arose; 'Tis lieaven his beauties to see, And in his soft arms to repose. He knows 1 am weal: and defiled, My life is but empty and vain ; But if he will make me his child, I'll never forsake him again. This day he invi:?s me to come, How kindly he bids me draw near ! He offers me heaven for home, Anl wipes off the penitent tear: He offers to pardon my sin, And keep me from every snare, To sprinkle and cleanse me within, And show me his tenderest care. I can not. I must not refuse ; His goodness has conquered my heart; The Lord for my portion I choose, And bid all of my folly depart. How sweet . ath to me, The day my Redeemer arose! lis heaven Ins beauties to see, And in Li3 soft arms to repose. 110 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 118. The Sabbath. lis -' ;ind Girls' Singing Book, 7 A. 1 TJOTV sweet is the Sabbath, the morning of test J -LL The day of the week which I surely love best;! The morning my Saviour arose from the tomb, And took from the grave all its terror and gloom, I 2 Oh! let me be thoughtful and prayerful to-day, And not spend a minute in trifling or play ; Rem emb' ring these seasons were graciously giv^l To teach me to seek, and prepare me for heaven. I 3 In the house of my God, in his presence and fear, When I worship to-day, may it all be sincere ; In the school when I learn, may 1 do it with care And be grateful to those who watch over me there, 4 Instruct me, my Saviour ; a child though I be, I am not too young to be noticed by thee ; Renew all my heart, keep me firm in thy ways, I would love thee, and serve thee, and give the* the praise. 119. Happy Day. P. M Brooklyn Anniversary Hymns, 1835. 1 pRESERYED by thine Almighty power, •*- 0 Lord, our Maker — Saviours-King ! And brought to see this happy hour, "We come thy praises here to sing. Happy day, happy day, Here in thy courts we'll gladly stay, Anr> at thy footstool humbly pray, That thou\vuuldst take our sins away. Happy day, happy day, When Christ shall wa,sh our sins away. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION*. Ill z We praise thee for thj care, For I I, for mercies given, - .:ire, And taste the j forgiven. Happy day. 3 And when on earth our days are done, . >rd, that we at length may join, Teachers and scholars round thy throne, The song of Moses and the lamb. Happy day, Ac. 120. "Sweet Spioei" Us 5, 5. Choir, 119. 1 CJWEET spices they brought on their star-lighted ° way. And cams to the grave by the dawning of day: 2 ;- Yet who will the stone from the sepulchre roll?** They sail, as the tear from their weeping eyes stole. 3 The stoneps removed, and the Saviour is gone : Oh! hail ye disciples, this bright iorn ; 1 1 voices in triumph on high, Your M tster has risen, and ye s'aall not die. 5 May Christ now appear, as to Mary he came, And till every bosom with piety's flame ; G Then heaven's bright glories we soon shall obtain, Nor Sabbaths so peaceful be useless and vain. 112 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 121. "Our Little Brother's" Song. f. M I 1 WHEN" first ray eyes beheld the light ' Who said those little < ri^ht, I And that I was her b ght? My m 2 Who fed me from her gentle brelrat, And hushed me in her arms to rest, And on :. street kisses pressed? My mother. 3 When sleep forsook my open eye, Who was it sung sweet lullaby, And rocked me. that I should not cry? My mother. LEE AVEXCE COLLECTION". 113 4 Who ro.:: ! when I fell, And woul 1 Or kiss the pla it well ? ■ mother. i ) taught my infant lips to pray, And lov .' : and day. And v plea3ant way ? My mother. And can I ever cease to be ,:iate and kind to thee, "Who wast so very kind to me, her ? Oh ! no; the tho:_ I not bear; And if God please ray life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My mother. •2^. The Little Boy's Song to his Mother. P. M4 ng Book, 133. 1 TIOW sweetly doe3 the time I When to please my mother. I With all my he engtt try, For lo My heart It makes me step so lightly, "When I for her do rig] "What cheerful c.. Light may her heart be, her heart be, her heart be, light may her heart be, for love says so. 114 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Happy may iny mother be, Evermore from sorrow free; "Welcome news 'twill be to me, For love says so. May blessings be imparted To friends like us true-hearted, And may we ne'er be parted, Where'er through life we go. Light may her heart be, &a 3 Our comforts may not always stay, But whenever comes the day, I will chase her griefs away— Tis love says so. For what can be more cheering ? The voice of love while hearing, With tokens most endearing, That hearts of love bestow. Light may her heart be, &c 4 To comfort her I'll ever try, Then let all earthly comforts fly — "Will look to a dear Friend, on high, "Who loves us so. This blessing, if imparted To friends like us true-hearted, We never can be parted — What joj'ful news to know ! Light shall our hearts be, &c LEE aye:: .ION'. 116 123. The Good Shephcri. lis & 10? .:<.e:bn, 233. 1 THE Lord is my Shepherd tie repose He leads mi afar f .e in peace the still waters are flowing. . He strengthens my spirit, h | ath, re the arms of his 1 me, And when I walk to : valley of de ■;■ His rod and his staff will uphold me ! 124. The Lord ; Us, . 112. 1 THE Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and Who- ide : .±ep of his pasture his md. 'ound I The Lord is our She U we What danger c is near? Nor when the time calls as ..rough the vale Of the shadow of death, shall our hearts ever fail : way, His r For we know by his guidance, when once it is pas To a fountain of life it will brin^ us at last. 116 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 The Lord has become our salvation and song, His blessings have followed us all our life long, His name will we praise while we have an. breath. Be cheerful in life and happy in death. 125. God is near Thee. P. M Normal Singer, JO. 1 rjOD is near thee, ^ Therefore cheer thee, Sad soul ! He'll defend thee "When around thte Billows roll. 2 Calm thy sadness! Look in gladness On high ! Faint and weary Pilgrim, cheer thee! Help is nigh ! 3 Mark the sea-bird, Wildly wheeling Through the skies ; God defends him ! God attends him When he cries I 4 God is near thee. Therefore cheer thee, Sad soul ! He'll defend thee When around thee, Billows roll I LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 117 26. " Thsre's not a Tint." C. M. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 38. 1 THERE'S not a tint that paints the rose, 1 Or decks the lily fair, Or si >wer that blows, Bat Groi has 2 There's not of ade, Or 1 on. displayed, And h I There's : -winkling light Shines o:i I And a oi'ni^ht, But heav irth. 4 There's :. t a place on e irth's vast round, In ocean's deep, or air, "Where skill and wisdom are not found, For w where. 5 Around, 1 I nv, above, Wherever There Go I displays his boundless love, And power with mercy blends. »7. Come, Children, Join to Sing. P. BL Boys1 and Girls1 Sir.-icj Bw)k, 103. 1 pOME. children, joiu to sing, U Halleluiah I A Loud prais our Kingfc Hallelujah] Am Let all n-ith heart and voice Before his throne rejc Praise is his gracious choice, Hallelujah 1 Amen 1 118 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION, 2 Come, lift your hearts on high, Hallelujah ! Amen ! Let praises till th Hallelujah 1 Amen! lie is our _ .end, To us he'll condescend; His love shall never end, Hall ..en! 3 Praise yet the Hallelujah ! Amen ! - lall not end the strain, Hal] neni On 1. issful shore His goodness we'll adore ; Singh ...ore, Hallelujah ! Amen ! 128 Christ Enthroned and Worshipped. P. IT ARK ! ten thousand harps and voices S ;:. I th _• i se above; heaven ivj Jes the God of love; See I rone, Ion-. . : hallelujah ! Amen 2 Jesus hail I ns AJ1 above, and gives it wort — i charms thy saints on earth j : love like thine, lord I we own it love divine! Hallelujah! ftc. ' LEE AYENTE COLLECTION". 11-9 King of glory ! reign forever ! Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own— thy grace, Destined to behold thy HallelujaL I 4 Saviour! hosted thine appearing I Bring, oh ! bring the glorious day, TV: ful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away ; Then with golden harps we'll sing, "Glory, glory to our King I" Hallelujah ! &a 29. Let us with a Gladsome Mind. P. &• red Melodiae, ET us, with ar gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. F 2 Children, come, extol his might, Join with sainrs and nngeis bright; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. S All our wants he doth supply, Loves to hear our humble cry ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faitaful, ever sure. 120 LEE AVESTCE COLLECTION. 4 He of old our fathers blessed, Led them to the land of rest ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 His own Son he sent to die, Us to raise to joys on high ; For his mercies shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 6 Let us, then, with gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind j For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 130. Let us. with a Joyful Mind. P. IB School Sirgtr, 1». 1 T ET us, with a joyful mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah ! Amen ! 2 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah ! Amen ! 3 All things living he doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah! Amen! LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION". Lit 4 He his chosen race did bless. In the wasteful \ For hi3 mercies shall i .. Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah ! Amen ! 5 He hath, with a p:teous eye, Looked upon our mra For i. - shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Hallelujah! Amen! G Let us. then, with joyful mind, a 3 the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies shall endure, r faithful, eret sure. Hallelujah I Amen! "Endless Praises." Sacred 1 rXDLESS praises to our God, Ever be his name adored. 2 Angels crown him, crown the Lamb, He is worthy, praise his name. 3 Saints adore him for his grace To our guilty, fallen race. nta and angels join to s 0:iory to our God and King. 122 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 132. Gratitude to the Saviour. P. KL Sacred Melodies 1 POME, every pious heart, ^' That loves the Saviour's name ; Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame ; 5 Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe, 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside — On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died ; What he endured, oh ! who can tell, To save our souls from death and hell! 3 From the dark grave he rose — The mansion of the dead, And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led; Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 133. Sabbath Employments. L. M» Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 122. 1 CWEET is the work, my God, my King, ^ To praise thy name, give thanks, and singf To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 125 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast: Oh ! may my heart in tune be found Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works and bless his word ; Thy w ice, how bright they shine! How deq> thy counsels ! how divine ! 4 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And rresh supplies of joy ar i Like holy oil to cheer my head. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 134. Safely through another Week. fa Plymouth Collection, 14. 1 OAFELY through another week, God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we seek supplies of grace Through the dear Redeemers name, Show thy reconciled face, Take away our sin and shame : From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 124 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 As we meet, thy name to praise, Let us feel thy presence near ; May thy glory meet our eyes While we in thy house appear : There afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May the Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints : Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till wo join the Church above. 135. Hymn for Sabbath day. P. 11 J Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 1Q&. 1 JESUS, we love to meet, ° On this thy holy day. "We worship round thy seat, On this thy holy day. Thou tender, heavenly Friend, To thee our prayers ascend, O'er our young spirits bend, On this thy holy day. 2 We dare not trifle now, On this thy holy day. In silent awe we bow, On this thy holy day. Check every wandering thought, And let us all be taught To serve thee as we ought, On this thy holy day. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 126 "We listen to thy word, this thy holy day. Bless all that we have heard. On this thy holy day. Go with us wh'n we part. And to each youthful heart Thy saving grace impart, On tins thy holy day D. Children of the Sabbath-School. P. Mi 1 PHILDRBN of the Sabbath-school, ^ Sweet be your num Loud pn Maker's name, Now Sing the blessings of our land, Given by a Father's hand ; On this your festal d Raise, raise the happy lay. Shout the strain, the notes prolong, Joyful be the lay and song, Till around the throne above, We shall sing a Saviour's love. We shall sing a Saviour's love In those heavenly realms above, . through God's eternal Son, Yict'ry over death is won. 2 The good Shepherd calls you now, Playi :\ brother, Come, amid these sacred scenes, Praise your heavenly Father; 126 LEE AYENTJE COLLECTION. He permits you here to meet, Kindly guides your erring feet; Then sing your earnest praise, Pour the gladsome lays. Shout the strain, &c. 137. Sacred Truth. C. ] Boys' and G'nls' Sinking Book, 130. 1 "DE sacred truth, my son, thy guide -^ Until thy dying day, Nor turn a finger's breadth aside From God's appointed way. 2 Thy heart shall then be free and light, And, near the crystal spring, Thy music be more giy and bright Than where the wicked sing. 3 For oh ! no joy that man shall know Who bears a guilty breast: His conscience drives him to and fro, And never lets him rest. 4 For him no vernal sunshine smiles, No gales breathe sofily round, And in the grave, that home of rest, No peace for him is found. 6 Oh ! then, be sacred truth thy guide Until thy dying day ; Nor turn a finger's breadth aside From God's appointed way. : LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 12T 38. Look Aloft P. M. Musijnl Bouquet, 2-20. TN tlie tempest of life, when the wave and the 1 gale Are around and above, if thy footing should fail, If thine eye should grown dun, and thy caution depart, Look aloft, look aloft, look aloft, look aloft, Look aloft and be firm and confiding of heart, Look aloft and be firm, and confiding of heart. 2 If the friend who embraced in prosperity's glow. With a smile for each joy and a tear for each woe, Should betray thee when sorrows like clouds are arrayed, Look alo't to the friendship which never shall fade. Look aloft, &c. t Should the visions which hope spreads in light to thine eye Like the tints of the rainbow be swifter to fly, Then turn, and through tears of repentant regret, Look aloft to the Sun that is never to set. Look aloft, vie. f 4 Should they who are dearest the son of thy heart — The wife of thy bosom — in sorrow depart ; Look aloft from the darkness and dust of the tomb, I To the soil where affection is ever in bloom. Look aloft, &e. 6 And oh ! when death comes, in his terrors to cast His fears on the future, his pall on the past, In the moment of darkness, with hope in thy heart, And a smile in thine eye, look aloft and depart Look aloft, &c. 128 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 139. Happy, happy meet we lieve. Vs. Boys' and Girls' &Ldfe£4 Book, II*. 1 TTAPPY, happy meet we here — -"■ Blessed Jesus, be thou near ; Let our pleasures ever be Only those approved by thee. Praise the Saviour's precious name- He to save from heaven came— For our sins did bleed and die — Now he pleads for us on high. 2 Happy, happy meet we here, Parents, pastors, teachers dear; All with gladsome heart and voice, Share with us our Sabbath joys. • Thanks to God for parents kind ; Thanks for friends, with hearts inclined Thus to guide us in the road, Leading safely up to God. 140, ' Buy the Truth. 7s & 6s S. S. Harmonist, 91. 1 PO thou in life's fair morning, ^* Go in thy bloom of youth, And dig for thine adorning The precious pearl of truth : Secure this heav'nly treasure And bind it on thy heart, And let no earthly pleasure E'er cause it to depart. 2 Go, while the day-star shineth, Go while thy heart is light ; Go, ere thy strength declineth, While every sense is bright: LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 12$ Sell all thou hast, and buy it, 'Tis worth all earthly things — Rubies, and gold, and diamonds, Sceptres and crowns oi kings. Go, ere the cloud of sorrow Steal o'er the bloom of youth; Defer not till to-morrow, Go now and buy the truth ; Go, seek thy cor, Learn early to be wise; Go, place upon the altar A morn in ic sacrifice ! 141. Mary to the Saviour's Tomb. Bradbury's S. S. Cb«tr, 1 M^RY to tne Saviour's tomb, ^ Hasted at the early dawn ; Spice she brought, and sweet perfume, But the Lord she loved had gone; For awhile she lingering stood, Filled with sorrow aud surprise; Trembling, while a crystal flood Issued from her weeping eyes. 2 But her sorrows quickly fled, ^\rhen she heard his welcome voice: Christ had risen from the dead ; • he bids her heart rejoice ; "What a change his word can make, Turning darkness into day 1 Ye who weep for Jesus' sake, He will wipe your tears away. 130 LEE AYEXL'E COLLECTION. 142. " I Want to be an Angel." 7s & 6s, Bnys' end Girli' Singing Book, 148* 1 [ WANT to bo an angel, -*- And with the angels stand, A crown upon my forehead, A harp within my hand ; There, right before my Saviour, So glorious and so bright, I'd wake the sweetest mi: - And praise him day and night. LEE AVENUE COLLEV:' 131 2 I never would be w Nor ever shed a I Nor ever know a sorrow, But blessed, pur. Id dwell in Jes An -""-is, Praise him both day and night 3 I know I'm weak and sinful, But J For many little children Have gone to heave Dear hen I languish, And lay me down to die, Oh! ling angel, And bear me to the skies. 143. Jesus, Tender Shepherd, hear us. 8s & 7s Double. S. S. Choir, 6C 1 TESTIS, tender Shepherd, hear ° Bless thy little lambs fco-nigl Through the dark] ra near us ; Keep us safe till morning light ; Ail t hand has led us; And we thank thee for thy care; The I ua, Listen to our evening prayer. 2 May our sins be all for/v Bless the friends well ; Take U3, when w iven. Happy there with thee to dwell, 132 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. May our sins be all forgiven ; Bless the friends we love so well; Take us, when we die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell. 144, " Come unto Me." P. It Linden Harp, 73. Air, Long, long ago. 1 pOME, little children, oh ! come unto me; ^ Oh ! will you come, will you come ? I'll be your Saviour, arid happy you'll be; Oh ! will you come, will you come? Ye little lambs, I invite you to come, And dwell with me in my heavenly home ; There in my bosom you all shall find room — Oh ! will you come, will you come ? 2 Yes, blessed Jesus, we'll come unto thee ; Oh ! we will come, we will come : Thou our Protector and Saviour shalt be; Oh ! we will come, we will come. Guide us, dear Saviour, through life's dreary waj Soon shall we come to that glorious day When sin and sorrow will vanish away — Oh ! we will come, we will come. Response. f s & <5a,| Linden Ilarp, 1ft. Air, Watcher. 1 We'll come while yet all glowing The dawn of life appears, While round us youth is throwing The brightness of its years ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 133 We'll come while hearts are lightest, And thou jlits flow pure and free : We'll come while love glows brightest; Oh ! yes, well come to thee. We'll learn to sing thy praises, In sweet and tuneful s >ng ; We'll sing the love that saves us, That guides our steps along. What though the harps all golden The heavens with music fill — To thee the songs of children Are sweeter, sweeter still. While childhood's hours are fleeting, We'll gather round thy shrine; When life's brief day is setting, Still shall our songs be thine. Oh ! then in joyful chorus We will the strains prolong, And tell how thou didst love us In sweeter, nobler song. " How Sweet the Infant Song." S. BL Bradbury's S. S. Choll CS. TTOW sweet the infant song, ■"■ As to the city's gate, The blessed Jesus rode along, In peaceful, humble state. 134 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 146. Little Child's Prayer. 6s & 5a» Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, A. 1 JESUS, tender Saviour, ^ Hast thou died for me ? Make me very thankful, In my heart to thee. 2 When the sad, sad story Of thy grief 1 read, Make me very sorry For my sins indeed. 3 Now I know thou livest, And dost plead for me ; Make me very thankful In my prayers to thee. 4 Soon I hope in glory At thy side to stand ; Make me fit to meet thee In that happy land. 147. Child's Prayer. 8s & 7a Sunday-School Harmonist, IT. 1 T ORD who lovest little children, ■^ Unto thee we come to-day, Raise our voices in thanksgiving, While we bend the knee to pray. 2 Through another week thou'st kept us, Safely, free from every ill : Fit us, while on earth we linger, Thy commandments to fulfill. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 136 3 Though we all are sinful children, Jesus calls us by his love, Bidding us prepare to meet him, At the throne of God above. 4 There in robes of spotless whiteness, With our golden harps in hand, Sweet will sound the song of gladness Coming from our angel band. 148. Jesus high in Glory. 6s & 5a I ys' mi Girls' Singing Book, 5, 1 JESUS, high in glory, " Lend a listening ear ; "When we bow before thee, Infant praises hear. 2 Though thou art so holy, Heaven's almighty King, Thou wilt stoop to listen When thy praise we sing. 3 We are little children, Weak, and apt to stray ; Saviour, guide and keep us In the heavenly way. 4 Save us, Lord, from sinning, Watch us day by day ; Help us now to love thee, Take our sins away. 5 Then, when Jesus calls us To our heavenly home, We would gladly answer, 11 Saviour, Lord ! we come lM 136 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 149. Jesus, see a little Child. fe Bradbury's S. S. Choir, M. 1 TESTIS, see a little child ^ Humbly at thy footstool stay ; Thou who art so meek and mild, Stoop and teach me what to say. 2 Though thou art so great and high, Thou dost view with smiling face, Little children when they cry, " Saviour, guide us by thy grace." 3 Show me what I ought to be, Make me every evil shun ; Thee in all things may I see, In thy holy footsteps run. 4 Jesus ! all my sins forgive, Make me lowly, pure in heart ; For thy glory may I live, Then be with thee where thou art 150. Little Thing3. 6s & 5a. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, I. 1 T ITTLE drops of water, -^ Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean, And the beauteous land. 2 And the little moments, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 1*1 3 So our little errors. Lead the soul away From the paths of virtue Oft iu siu to stray. 4 Little deeds o{ kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above. 6 Little seed3 of r. Sow: : il hands, Grow to i . ::ors, Far in heathen lands. Very Little Things. 7s Linden Harp, 103. 1 VERY little things are we, ' Oh! L : all should be : 2 Never quarrel, never fight, That would be a shocking sight 3 Just like pretty little lambs, Softly skipping by their dams. 4 We'll be gentle all the day, Love to learn as well as play: 5 And attend to every rule Of our much loved, happy schooL 138 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 152. Morning Prayer. 7a. Linden Harp, 108. 1 TESUS. Lord, to thee I pray : ^ Guide and guard me through this day. 2 As the shepherd tends the sheep, Lord ! me safe from evil keep. 3 Keep my feet from every snare, Keep me with thy watchful care : 4 All my little wants supply, If I live or if I die. 5 And when life 0 Lord ! is past, Take me to thyself at last. 153. Little Loving Ones. P. SL Linden Harp, 106. 1 WE all love one another, ' We all love one another, We all love one another, And keep the golden rule. Sing on, love on, a little band of loving ones- Sing on, love* on. a little happy band. 2 We -always love our parents, We always love our parents, We always love our parents, 4.s children ought to do. Sing on, &c LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 139 3 We love our little sisters, We love our little sisters, We love our little sisters, love oar brothers, too. Sing on, &c. 4 We love the Holy Bible, We love * lible, We love the Holy Bible, Which tells us what to do. Sing on, &c. 5 We try to love the Saviour, We try to love the Saviour, We try to love the Saviour, Who shed for us his blood Sing on, &c. 6 We hope to get to heaven, We hope to get to heaven, We hope to get to heaven, A»nd sing the songs above. Sing on, &c. t. Come Hither. C. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 132. 1 POME hither, little restless one, ^ 'Tis time to close your eyes ; The sun behind the hills is gone, The stars are in the skies. 2 See! one by one they show their light; How clear and bright they look — Just like the fire-flies in the night, That shine beside the brook. 140 LEE AVEXTJE COLLECTION-. 3 You do not hear the robins sing — They're snug within their nest; And sheltered by their mother's wing; The little chickens rest. 4 The dog, he will not frolic now, But to his kennel creeps ; The turkeys climb upon the bough, And e'en the kitten sleeps. 5 The very violets in their bed Fold up tbeir eyelids blue ; And you, my flower, must droop your head, And close your eyelids too. 6 Then join your little hands, and pray To God, who made the light, To keep you holy all the day, And guard you through the night 155. Child's Evening Hymn. S. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Boole, 1J5. 1 'TIS time to go to bed, And shut my weary eyes ; But first I'll thank, for daily bread, My Father in the skies. 2 I fear that I this day Have not obeyed my God; Blest Saviour ! pardon me, I pray, And wash me in thy blood. , 3 I now am very young ; But as I older grow, » I hope to praise thee with my tongue, And more of thee to know LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 141 156. Evening. P. M. Juvenile Seng*, IT. 1 THE beautiful sun has forsaken the earth, A And finished another new d The birds have done singing, and gone to their rest. And the little boy's tired of his pi 2 Before he lies down on his bed for the night, He'll thank his kind Father above For guarding his life, taking care of his health, And for all the kind gifts of his love. Er 157. Ere on my Bed. L. M. Boy*1 and Girts' Singing Book, IMl ^RE on ray bed my limbs I lay. Oh! hear, great Go i. the words I say; Preserve, I pray, my parents dear, In health and strength for many a yoar; And still, 0 Lord ! to me impart A gentle and a grateful heart, That after my last sleep I may In heaven spend eternal day. 158. Now I lay Me down to Sleep. Bradbury's S. S. Choi", 191. "KTOW I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Amen ! 142 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 159. This Night, ere I lie down to Sleep. L. & Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 119. TIIIS night, ere I lie down to sleep, I give my soul to Christ to keep, That if I wake, or wake I never, My soul is given to Christ for ever. ' 160. Evening Prayer. 7& Linden Harp, 10S. 1 T ORD ! this night I come to own •^ All my sins before thy throne. 2 All the ill I've done this day, In thy blood oh ! wash away. 3 Put on me, 0 Lord ! this night, Put on me a robe of white. 4 Say to me, with voice from heaven, "Little child! thy sin's forgiven I" 5 Joyful, then, my rest I'll take, Jesus I all for thy dear sake. 161. Now I awake and see the Light. L. SI Sunday-Sohool Harmonist, 540. VOW I awake and see the light, ^ 'Tis God who kept me through the night ; To him I'll life my heart and pray That he would keep me through the day ; If I should die before 'tis gone, 0 God ! accept me, through thy Son. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 143 162. The Sabbath Bells are Ringing. P. BL 1 THE Sabbath bells are ringing, **• Come away! And happy -Z[UZ> v.iy ! oh! come to praise and pray; Come from every sinful pleas Here is offered heavenly treasure, ie away, come a v. 2 From earth, that now delights you, Come aw ^is Jesus that invites you, me away! Now raise your .bore, "lis the day that God has given To prepare our souls for heaven, "Where all is love. 3 Come, all ye wanderers weary, a i away ! From all your sorrows dreary me away ! Come seek a heavenly rest, Jesus promisee to take you. Come, oh ! come! for he will make you Forever blest. 163. The Seraphs bright are Hov'ring. P. It Bradbury's S. S. Melodies, 13*. 1 THE seraphs bright are hov'ricg Around the throne above; Then sing, sins: his praise, sing his praise. Sing, oh I sing his praise ; 144 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Their harps are ever tuning, To thrilling strains of love ; Then sing, sing his praise, sing his praise, Sing, oh ! sing his pn Or through the azure soaring, Or poised on snowy wing, With glowing heart adoring, Sweet choral notes they sing. All sing, sing his praise, sing his praise, Sing, oh! sing! oh! sing his praise ; Sing his praise, sing his praise, Sing, oh ! sing his praise. 2 From earth is daily rising A rich, harmonious song ; Then sing, sing his praise, sing his praise, Sing, oh ! sing his praise. From sunny perfumed flowers, By breezes borne along; Then sing, sing his praise, sing his praise, Sing, oh ! sing his praise ; From hills in sunlight glittering, From smooth, deep emerald seas, A cloud of praise is rising. Like incense on the breeze. All sing, &c 164. Why should Cold or Stormy Weather. L. M B y>' and Girls' Singing Book, 10ft. 1 T\"HY should cold or stormy weather ' Keep me from the house of prayer? Oh ! where Christians meet together, Let me still be with them there. LEE LLECTTOX. 146 2 If I loved my God sincer If my heart approved his w Tt would grieve inv lieart severely To be kept from prayer and pra! 3 When on earth the Saviour wandered, Oft for me his cheek was v Oft in silent prayer he pondered, Through chill night on O'i 4 Then shall cold or stormy -.-.-■; .- her Keep me from the house of prayer ! I where Christians meet together, Let me still be with them there. 165. Prayer for the Spirit S, M", Tlyn. -., 1M. 1 pOME? Holy Spirit! come! ^ I _ht beams a: Disp: . " from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us of our Then load to Jesus' blood ; And to our wonder: real The secret love of God. 3 Revive our drooping : Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flarao Of never-dying love. 4 Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life in every part, And new-: .hole. 146 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts, Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know, and praise, and love, The Father, Son, and thee. O. Walking with God. C. M. Plymouth Collection, SSG 1 AH ! for a closer walk with God ^ A calm and heavenly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb I 2 "\Vliere 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 enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, 0 holy Dove t return I Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be. Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame. So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. US 167. Little Samuel. H. HL Bradhury'a S. S. Choir, 14. 1 WHEX little Samuel woke, '" And heard his Maker's voice, At every word he spoke, How much did he rejoice ; 0 blessed, happy child ! to find, The God of heaven so mild and kind. 148 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 If God would speak to me, And say he was my friend, How happy should I be I Oh I how would I attend ! The smallest sin I then should fear, If God Almighty were so near. 3 And does he never speak ? Oh ! yes ; for in his word He bids me come and seek The God whom Samuel heard: In almost every page I see, The God of Samuel calls to me. 4 And I, beneath his care, May safely rest my head ; I know that God is there, To guard my humble bed : And every sin I may well fear, Since God Almighty is so near. 5 Like Samuel, let me say, Whene'er I iead his word, u Speak, Lord, I would obey The voice that Samuel heard ;" And when I in thy house appear, Speak, for thy servant waits to hear. 168. "Tell me, Shepherd." 7a Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 121 1 TELL me, Shepherd, from above, -*■ Dearest object of my love — Where thy little flocks abide. Sheltered by thy bleeding side. LEE AVEXFE COLLECTION. 149 2 Tell me. Saviour, all < : Where I may my soul recline — Where I shall for refuge fly, When the burning sun is high. 3 Claim me. Shepherd, as thine own ; Oh ! protect me. thou alone; Let me hear thy -ice, Make my flinty heart rejoice. Hc 169. Sabbath Evening Hymn. P. JL Sabbath -School Genoa, Si. TOLY and bright aed light Ofth Then v will we sing to-night, Our vesper hymn in chorus ! Well sing the love of God above, Who sent his Son to save us ; nee beyond all price, Eternal hie he Pilgrims are we in this world of sin, And our pathway filled with sorrow; But we'll firmly tread in the steps he led, And fear not for the morrow. We'll sing, With heaven in view let our hearts be true In Christ, whose love hath bought us; en inward strife and a lowly life, follow as he taught us. We'll 150 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Grace for the dny, and strength for the way, His presence will afford us ; With our hope secure and the promise sure, That soon he will reward us. We'll sing, &c. 5 On let us press in the heavenly race, With patient faith untiring; All the warfare done, we'll obtain the crown Of steadfast hearts aspiring. We'll sing, &c. 170« Thanks to our Father in Heaven. P. M Anniversary Hymns, 63. 1 PATHER, hear! to thee we raise ■*■ Grateful songs and hymns of praise; • Let thy blessing on us rest, With thy smile may we be blest. Thanks to thee, our Father kind, That provision for the mind Thou hast made, and to us given In thy love, as rich as heaven. 2 Thou hast given us friends most dear ; Parents, teachers, loved ones here, Who for us both watch and pray, And would lead in the right way. Give us grace to hear their voice, And may wisdom be our choice ; Onward press and upward move, Blessing all by deeds of love. LEE AVENTK COLLECT 151 3 Lord ! be thou our guide througn youth, Lead us in the paths of truth; > ill our hearts with thy rich grace, Fit us for the realms of bl Thus we hope to do thy wiil — In the world our part fulfill ; And wheu life's brief hoar is o'er, Meet in heaven and love thee more. " Through Thy Protecting Care." P. BL Bralbury's S. S. Choir, 34. 1 THROUGH thy protecting care Kept till the dawning. ajht to draw near in prayer, He d we the war 0 thou great On° in three! Gladly our . 1 be re praising thee, God of the morning. I God of our sleeping hours, : o\tus waking. All our imperfect pow In thine hands taking — In us thy work fulfill, Be with thy children still, Those who obey thy will Never forsaking. 152 LEE AVEXtJE COLLECTION. 172. Shepherd, while thy Flock. P. H Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 17. 1 CHEPHERD, while thy flock are feeding, u Take these lambs In thine arms, Now for shelter pleading. 2 While the storm of life is lowering, Night and clay, Beasts of prey Are lurking and devouring. 3 Shepherd, every grace combining, Keep these lambs In thine arms, On thy breast reclining. 173. Dear Lord, I am a Feeble Child. C. 3L Boys' and Girls' Singing Boot:, 12$. "HEAR Lord, I am a feeble child, ^ Oh ! teach me to obey — With humble fear to serve thee here, To watch, and praise, and pray ! My love is weak, my faith is dim ; But grace I ask from thee, That I may prove my love to him Who lived and died for me ! 1 174. Heavenly Father, grant thy Blessing. 8s & 7s, Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 7S. 1 TTEAYENLY Father, grant thy blessing, J-L While thy praise we humbly sing, Sinful hearts and lives confessing, Nothing worthy can we bring. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 153 Yet thy book of love hath taught us Thou wilt kindly bow thine ear ; For the sake of him who bought us, We may call and thou wilt hear. 2 What a boon to us is given Thus to lift our voice on high, Well assured the ear of He Hears our wants and will supply. Weak and sinful, oh ! how often Must we look to God alone. For hi3 grace our hearts to soften, And aa his own. 3 Bless. 0 Lord ! this happy meeting, # I ;■ we stay and when we There our hearts in friendly greeting, Gladly join the praise below. But all earthly unions sever — All their pleasures quickly fly ; Oh ! for grace to praise thee ever In that better world on hi^h. >• Prayer for a Blessing. ig E 9k, 1 TTEATEXLY Father, grant thy blessing ^ On th' instructions of this day. That our hearts, thy fear r May our sins be turned av.- 2 We have wandered ; oh ! forgive U3 ; We have wished from truth to rove ; Turn, oh ! turn us, and receive us, And, incline our hearts to love. 154 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 9 3 "We have learned that Christ, the Saviour, Lived to teach us what is good ; Died to gain for us thy favor. And redeem us by his blood. 4 For his sake, 0 God 1 forgive us ; Guide us to that happy home, Where the Saviour will receive us, And where sin can never come. 176. Lord, teach a Sinful Child to Pray. C. M. B ysJ and Girls' Singing Book, 123. * IT ORE), teach a sinful child to pray, And then accept my prayer ; For thou canst hear the words I say, For thou art everywhere. 2 Teach me to do the thing that's right, And when I sin, forgive ; And may it be my chief delight To serve thee while I live. 3 Whatever trouble I am in, To thee for help I'll call ; But keep me more than all from sin, For that's the worst of all. 177. I am weary of my Sin. P. M Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 77. AM weary of my sin, And I long for full release ; Saviour, come and take me in, With thyself to dwell in peace. I LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 155 178. Our Father in Heaven. 11a. \ 99. 1 (WR Father in hca .low thy name ; ^ May thy king r on earth be the same ; Oh ! give to as daily our portion of bread, For Y ounty that all must be fed. 2 Forgive our trail and teach us to know That humble compassion that pardons each ibo; I Keop us from temptation, from weakness and sin, And thine be the glory forever. Amen. 179. Penitence. 8s & 7s. Double. ping Book, U9, TAKE my heart 0 Father ! take it ; Make and keep it all thine own : Let thy It and break it ; Turn to flesh this heart of stone. Heavenly Father, deign to mould it In obedience to thy will ; And, as passing years unfold it, Keep it meek and childlike still. Father, make it pure and lowly. Peaceful, kind, and far from strife, Turning from the paths unholy Of this vain and sinful life. May the blood of Jesus heal it, And its sins be all forgiven : Holy Spirit, take and seal it ; Guide it in the path to heaven. 156 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION, 180. Consecration. 7a Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 110, WE will trust thee, gracious God ! *' We will own thy sovereign rod I "We will read thy word with awe ! We will keep thy holy law ! In our weakness we will cry — To thy bosom trembling fly: In thy presence bend the knee, And our offering make to thee I Gems nor incense can we bring, Nor with perfume lave our King; Yet with spirits stained with guilt, Trusting him whose blood was spilt, We approach thee, and implore Grace that we may sin no more. Earnestly we now implore, Grace that we may sin no more. 181. Make me Thy Child. L. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 118. "MAKE me thy child, a child of God, "*■■*- Washed in my Saviour's precious blood ; And my whole heart from sin set free — A little vessel full of thee ; A star of early dawn, and bright, Shining within thy sacred light; A beam of grace to all around ; A little spot of hallowed ground. LEE AVENTE COLLECTION'. 15*7 J.Oa£. Jesus, be our tender Shepherd. 8s & 6a Sail . - i, tb* 1 JESUS, be our tender Shop:. " Jesus, be our tei :d. is, be our tender Shepherd. way. In thine anus may we be sheltered, In thine arms may we be sheltered, In thine arms may we be sheltered, All thy words obey. 2 When we die. a near us, >h ! be thou near us, When we die. oh ! be thou near us, Take us to thy ; There we'll ever sing thy praises, There we'll thy praises, There we'll aises, And thy face beh 183. Lord, a Youthful Band. 8s & 7s. Ply: a, -i43» 1 T ORD. a youthful band, and lowly, We are come to sing to thee ; Thou art great, and high, and holy — Oh ! how solemn we s Fill our hearts v. And of heaven, where he is gone ; And let nothing ever please us, He would grieve to look upon. 2 For we know I of glory Alv. at children do, And is writing now the story Of our thoughts and actions, too. 158 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Let our sins be all forgiven ; Make us fear whate'er is wrong: Lead us on our way to heaven, There to sing a nobler song. 0 SA< u Wi 184. " 0 Sacred Head ! now wounded." 7s & 6k Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 7 J. ; ACRED Head! now wounded, 71th grit f and shame weighed down, Xow scornfully surrounded, With thorns thy only crown : 0 sacred Head ! what glory, What bliss till now was thine ! Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 0 noblest brow and dearest ! In other days the world All feared when Thou appearedst. What shame on thee is hurled ; How art thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn ; How does that visage languish, Which once was bright as morn I What language shall I borrow, To thank thee, dearest friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without d6d? Oh ! make me tiling forever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me uever, never, Outlive my love to thee. LEE AVEN'CE COLLECTION'. 159 4 If I, a wretch, should leave thee, 0 Jesus ! leave Dot me ; In faith may I receive free. When strength and comfort languish, And I must hence d - Release me then from anguish, By thine own wounded heart. 5 Be near when I am dying. Oh If to me I And for my succor r Con it set me free. These eyes new faith recti v' From Jesus shall not mov For he who die- Dies safely tin >ve. 185. " Lord, Ramember me." C. 2£ Bra Itury's S. S. Cnoir, 53. 1 A THOU, from whom all goodness flows I " I lift my heart to I In all my s liqjg, woes. Dear Lord, i lic£& w 2 When on my guilty, burdened heart My sins lie heavily. My pardon speak, new peace impart, In love, remember me ! 3 Temptations sore obstruct my way, And ills I can not flee ! Oh ! give me strength, Lord, as my day, And still remember mel 160 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 4 Distressed with pain, disease, and grief; This feeble body see ; Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; Hear, and remember me ! 5 If on my face, for thy dear name, Shame and reproaches be, I'll hail reproach and welcome shame, If thou remember me ! 18b. Now condescend, Almighty King. C. M. Bradbury's S. S. Choii, «, 1 VOW condescend. Almighty King, 11 To bless this little throng, And kindly listen, while we sing Our pleasant evening song. 2 Brothers and sisters, hand in hand, Our lips together move : Oh ! smile upon this little band, Unite our hearts in love. 3 We come to own the power divine That watches o'er our days ; "For this our feeble voices join, To Grpd we give the praise. 187. In Temptation flying to Christ. 7s. Plymouth Collection, 361. 1 JESUS, lover of my soul! ^ Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; LEE • LLKCTIOX. 151 Hide me, 0 my Saviour ! fa Till into the ha Oh ! : ..: last 2 Other refuge have I none — Lo ! I helpless hang on thee ; Leave, oh ! leave me not alone, U support and comfort me. Thou art all my trust and aid — All my help from thee I bring ; .: the shadow of I 188. Grateful Recollect! ;n. 83&7s. Plymouth Collection, S04. 1 POME, thou Fount of ei singl ^ Tune d race; .ms of merev. oev f loudest p: . Teach me some melodious sonnet g by naming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I'm tSjfcup hangflg J Mount of God's unchanging love. Here I raise my Ebenezer, :ae; And I I ij good pie [y to arrive at home. .: me when a strai Wandering from the fold c: He. I Interposed his precis 162 LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 3 Oil! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let thy grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to thee. Prone to wander, Lord. I feel it — Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart ; oh ! take and seal it — Seal it for thy courts above. 189. ( Guid3 me, 0 thou Great Jehovah ! 83 & 7s. Plymouth Collection, M8. HTIDH! me, 0 thou great Jehovah ! - Pilgrifib through this barren laud; I ana weak, but thou art mighty — Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no mor?. Open thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the riery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through; Strong Deliverer ! Be thou still my strength and shield. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Friend of sinners! man's redemption 1 Land me safe on Canaan's side ! Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 163 190. We are Pilgrims. 7s, Boy6' and Girls' Singing Book. 110. 1 AVE are pilgrims on the earth, *' Journeying onward from our birth ; Every hour and every breath Brings us nearer still to death. 2 But beyond that vale of fears Lies the land that knows no Where our steps no more may roam; Children, we are going home ! 3 Home to long-lost friends ancflhear, are missed and mourned lor here ; Home to endless peace and -love, In our Father's house above 1 A 64 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Shall poor trifles by the way Tempt our hearts or steps to stray From that narrow path and strait Leading to the golden gate ? 5 No ! our faith hath One in view "Who was once a pilgrim too ; From his track we will not roam, For to Christ we're going home. 191 A Pilgrim and a Stranger. P. M. New Lute of Zlon, 33$. ) FM 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 streamlets are ever flowing; I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 2 There the sunbeams are ever shining, I am longing for the sight ; Within a country unknown and dreary, I have been wand'ring, forlorn and weary. I'.m a pilgrim, &c. 3 Of that country to which I'm going My Redeemer is the light ; There no sorrow, nor an)- sighing, Nor any sin there, nor any dying. I'm a pilgrim, &c. Father, mother, and sister, brother, If you will not journey with me, I must go; For since your vain hope you still will cherish, Should I too, linger, and with you perish? I'm a pilgrim, SlC * LEE AVEN'UE COLLECTION. 165 5 Farewell, neighbors! with team I've warned you ; I mast leave you. I must leave you and be gone ; With this your portion, your heart's desire, Why will you perish in raging lire ? I'm a pilgrim, &c. 6 Farewell, dreary earth, by sin so blighted — In immortal beauty soon you'll be arrayed; For He who formed thee will soon restore thee, From sin and death to praise and glory. I'm a pilgrim, &c. 19/5. The Heavenly Journey. 7s» Plymouth Collection, 238. 1 PHILDREN" of the heavenly King, ^ Asyejoum sing; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and w 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock and blest, You near Jesus' throne shall rest ; There your seats are now prepared, There your kingdom and reward. . Lord I submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 166 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. • 193. Will you Go * 8s & 3s. Plymouth Collection, 124. 1 "WE'RE travelling home to heaven above, H Will you go? To sing the Saviour's dying lore, Will you go ? Millions have reached that blest abode, Anointed kings and priest3 to God, And millions more are on the road, Will you go ? 2 We're goin? to see the bleeding Lamb, Will you go? In rapturous strains to praise his, name, Will you go ? The crown oflifc we there shall wear, The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear, And all the jovs of heaven we'll share, Wilfyougo? 3 We're going to join the heavenly choir, Will you go ? To raise oar voice and tuue the lyre, Will you go ? There saints and angels gladly sing Hosanna to their God and King, And make the heavenly arches ring, Will you go ? 4 Ye -weary, heavy-laden, come, Will you go ? In the blest house there still is room. Will you go ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 161 The Lord is waiting to recer If thou wilt on him now believe, He'll give thy troubled conscience ease, Come, believe. 5 The way to heaven is straight and plain, Will you g Repent, believe, be born again, Will you go ? The Saviour cries aloud to thee, " Take up thy cross and follow me, And thou shalt my salvation see, Come to me.'' 6 Oh ! could I hear some sinner say, / I will go. I'll start this moment, clear the way, Let me go! My old companions, fare you well, I will not go with you to hell, With Jesus Christ [ mean to dwell, Let me go ! fare you well. 194. " We're going Home." L. M, New Late of Z;>n, 331. 1 TXTE'RE pilgrims on our journey home, ' ' While travelling through this world of woo ; We fix our hopa on joys to come — The crown for which we toil below. We're going home, we're going home, We're going home to die no more, To die no more, to die no more — We're going home to die no more. 168 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Though sin would lure us from the way That leads from earth to joys above ; Where, tempest-tossed, oh ! who would stay While God invites us to his love? We're going home, &c. 3 The cross we oear, endure the pain, And labor on a few more years. Till yonder world of rest we gain. Where God shall wipe away our tears. We're going home, &c 4 How bright the scene ! how great the bliss That opens to our ravished sight ! The world hath naught to equal this — Naught that can yield such pure delight. We're going home, &c. 5 What say you. sinner, will you go, And taste the joys of endless love ? There yet is room enough for you In mansions Christ prepares above. We're going home, &c. 6 Oh ! do not think on earth to find Such joy as God alone can give : His mercy calls to all mankind. Turn from your sin, to me, and live. We're gorhg home, &c. 1 Would you be wise in this your day, While God invites you to his home ; Then, sinner, haste ; oh ! why delay ? Conie now to Jesus, come ! oh 1 come ! We're going home, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 16^ 195. Perseverance. C. M. ?Book, liS. 1 TN all my Lord's appoint ■*■ My journey I'll pui Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, For I must go with you. 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where Hinder me not, shall be my cry. Though earth and hell oppose. 3 Through duty and through trials too, I'll go at his command ; Hinder me not. for I am bound To my Immanuel's land. 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, Still this my cry shall be, Hinder me nor. come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee. 198. Wandering Stranger. 7s & 64 School Singer, 182. 1 fc* CAY, whither, wandering stranger, ^ Ah ! whither dost thou roam ? O'er this wide world a ranger, Hast thou no friend, no home ?" 44 Yes, I've a Friend who never Is absent from my side ; And I've a home, wherever In peace I shall abide." 170 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 "But want and woe have driven The roses from thy cheek ; And garments rent and riven, Thy poverty bespeak." " I've food with which the angels Would all delighted be; And robes of dazzling brightness Are now awaiting me. 3 " Come then, benign inquirer, And join me on my way ; I'm journeying to a country "Where beams an endless day. Where saints and angels, falling Before the great white throne, To you, to me are calling, Haste, pilgrim, hasten home." 1U7. Yonder's my Home. 7s & 4s Linden Harp, SO. 1 T'M a lonely trav'ller here, Weary, oppressed ; But my journey's end is near, Soon I shall rest. Dark and dreary is the way, Toiling I've come ; Ask me not with you to stay ; Yonder's my home. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 171 2 I'm a weary trav'ller here, I must go on ; For my journey'fi end is near, I must be gone. Brighter joys than earth can give, Win me away : Pleasures that forever live. I can not stay. 3 I'm a trav'ller to a land Where all is fair; Where is seen no broken band; rs all are there. Where no tear shall ever fall, p heart be Bad : "Where the glory is for all. And all arc glad. 4 I'm a trav'ller, and I go Where all is fair ; Farewell, all I've loved below, I must be there. "Worldly honors, hopes, and gain, All I resign; Welcome sorrow, griefj and pain, If heaven be mine. 5 I'm a trav'ller, call me not, Upward's my way ; Yonder is my rest and lot, I can not stay. Farewell, earthly pleasures all, Pilgrim I roam ; Hail me not ; in vain you call, Yonder' s my home. 172 LEE JLVEXUE COLLECTION. 198. I'm going Home. L. 1 New Lute of Zion, 831. 1 MY heavenly home is bright and fair; Xor pain nor death can enter there; Its glittering towers the sun outshine, That heavenly mansion shall be mine. I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going horrie 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. I'm going home, &c. 3 While here a stranger, far from home, Affliction's waves may round me foam; And though like Lazarus, sick and poor, My heavenly mansion is secure. I'm going home, &c. 4 Let others seek a home below, Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow; Be mine the happier lot to own A heavenly mansion near the throne, I'm going home, kc. 5 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, And sun and moon refuse to shine, All nature sink and cease to be. That heavenly mansion stands for me. I'm going home, &c. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 173 i/. I am Bound for the Land of Canaan. P. M. Sabbath-School Gems, 40. 1 TOGETHER let us sweetly x I am bound for the land of Canaan, Together let us sweetly die, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 0 Canaan ! bright Canaan, I am bound for the land of Canaan, 0 Canaan ! it is my happy home, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 2 If you get there before I do, I am bound for the land of Canaan; Then praise the Lord. I'm going too, I am bound for the land of Canaan, 0 Canaan ! ic. 3 Part of my friends the prize have won, I am bound for the land of Canaan ; And I'm resolved to travel on, I am bound for the land of Canaan, 0 Canaan! kc 4 Then come with me, beloved friend, I am bound for the land of Canaan ; The joys of heaven shall never end, I am bound for the land of Canaan. 0 Canaan ! fte. 5 Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, I am bound for the land of Canaan ; While higher still our joys they rise, I am bound for the land of Canaan, O Canaan! &c. 174 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 200. The Little Travellers P. Singing Book, 104. 1 T ITTLE travellers Zion-ward, Each one entering into rest, In the kingdom of your Lord, In the mansions of the re to welcome Jl - crowns his followers w:n : Lift your heads, ye golden gates, .vellers in. 2 "Who are those whose little feet, Pacing life's dark journey through, have reached that heavenly They had ever kept in vie 11 1, from Greenland's frozen Ian "I. from India's sultry plain ''I. from Afrie's barren sand;" "I. from Islands of the main." 3 " All our earthly journey past. Every tear and pain gone by, Here together met at last. At the portal of the sir Each the welcome '* Come" awaits, Conquerors over death and sin : Lift your heads, ye golden gates, Let the little travellers in. 201. Delay not. 11 . bag Book, 115. J TjF.LAY not, delay not, 0 sinner ! draw near, ^ The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; Xo price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. LEE . I?l •use passion of. A fountain is opened, how canst thoa r To v. - . d in his pardoning blood ? Is thee to- • >mb ; Her message, unheeded, will soon \ : -- To sink in the vale of eterait; - night Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand — re and the L The dead, small and great, in the judgment - ad ! t power, then, 0 sinner e its 02 Stop, poor Sinner. 7s & 63. p:> in. 1 CTOP, poor sinner, stop and think, Before you fanher go ; Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting • •?n He judgi I the earth shall melt away, wax before the fla 176 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Soon relentless death will come, To drag you to his bar; Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair ; All your sins will round you crowd, Sins of a blood -crimson dye. Each for vengeance crying loud — And what can you reply ? 3 Though your heart be made of steel, ir forehead lined with bras-. God at length will make you feel, He will not let you p Sinners then in vain will call. Though they now despise his grace, 41 Rocks and mountains, on us fall, And hide us from his t 203. " Behold I stand at the Door." L. K Plymouth Collection, 98. 1 "DEHOLD a stranger at the door: •^ He gently knocks — has knocked before, Has waited long — is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Admit him. ere his anger burn— His feet, departed, ne'er return ; Admit him. or the hour's at hand You'll at his door rejected stand LEE AVENT'E COLLECTION-. ITT Come, ye weary, heavy Laden. 8s & 7a. Boys' anl Girh' Singing Book, 149. 1 pOME, ye weary, heavy I ^ Lest and ruined by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Xot the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to calL 2 Lot not conscience make you linger, t fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you — .sing beam. 3 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ; Hear him cry before he dies, ''It isjini?' Sinners, will not this suffico ? 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit pf hi3 blood ; ore on him. venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : 2STone but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 5 Saints and angels, joined in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb; While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetlv echo with his name Hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same. 178 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 205. Child of Sin and Sorrow. §s & 4s Plymouth Collection, 12$. 1 pHILD of sin and sorrow, filled with dismay, ^ Wait not for to-morrow, yield thee to-day : Heaven bids thee come. While yet there's room. Child of sin and sorrow Hear and obey. 2 Child of sin and sorrow, why wilt thou die ? Come, while thou canst borrow help from on high Grieve not that love. Which from above — Child of sin and sorrow — Would bring thee nigh. 2 Child of sin and sorrow, where wilt thou flee? Through that long to-morrow, eternity! Exiled from home, Darkly to roam — Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee ? 4 Child of sin and sorrow, lift up thine eye ! Heirship thou canst borrow in worlds on high ! In that high home, Graven thy name : Child of sin and sorrow, Swift homeward flv ! 206. The Way to Peace. 11 Boys' ftnd Girls' Singing: Book, 112. I A CQUAINT thyself quickly. 0 sinner! with Go< And joy like the sunshine shall beam on thy roa< And peace like the dew-drops shall fall on thy hea» And sleep like an angel shall visit thy bed. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION*. 179 Acquaint thyself quickly, 0 sinner' with God, « And he shall be with thee when fears are abr path, Thy B&J and shadow of death. / . Resolving to go to Christ. C. M. 1 fc* T'LL to l approach, X y 3 may com And then the suppliant lives. 2 " Perhaps he will a im Perhaps will h yer : - But if I perish. I will pray, And perish only I 3 " I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; "For if I stay away, I know I must forever d Drooping Souls. 7s & 6s. Ply: . 117. 1 1YROOPING souls, no longer mourn. Jesus still is precj If to Him you now re I Heaven will be propitious. Jesus nott" is passing Qing wanderers near Him; Drooping souls, you need not die, Go to Him and hear Him. 180 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 He has pardons, full and free, Drooping souls to gladden ; Still He cries — " Come unto me, Weary, heavy laden/' Though your sins like mountains high, Rise, and reach to heaven. Soon as you on Him rely, All shall be forgiven. 3 Precious is the Saviour's name, Dear to all that love Him ; He to save the dying came ; Go to Him and prove Him. "Wandring sinners, now return ; Contrite souls, believe Him. Jesus calls you, cease to mourn; Worship Him ; receive Him. 209. The Saviour Pleading. 8s & 7s. Plymouth Collection, lid. 1 ¥OW the Saviour standeth pleading ■^ At the sinners bolted heart ; Now in heaven he's interceding, Taking there the sinner's part 2 Sinner ! can you hate this Saviour ? Will you thrust Him from your arms? Once he died through your behavior, Now he calls you by His charms. 3 Sinner ! hear your God and Saviour, Hear His gracious voice to-day, Turn from all your vain behavior, Oh ! repent, return, and pray • LEE ATB1TO1 COLLECTION*. 1S1 4 Now he's waiting to bo gra Now he stands and looks on thee : See what ki -. and pity, Shine around on you 5 Come, for all things now are ready, Yet there's roo:n for many more : 0 ye blind, ye lame and needy ! Come to . mindless store ! U. The Name of Jesus. C. M. Plymouth Collection, 131. 1 TTO^V sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believ Tt soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And for the weary, rest. 3 By thee, my prayers acceptance gain, Although with sin defiled • Satan accuses me in vain, And I am owned a child. 4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet. Priest, and King ; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 AYeak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought : But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. 182 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 6 Till then, I would thy love proclaim, With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 211. To Thee, my God and Saviour. 7s & 6a Plymouth Callectijm, 15(. 1 TO Thee; nn~6k>d fmd-^rtfiour, ,/ My heart exulting springs Rejoic i >f kings : I'll celeb] :y. With all the saints above, And tell the wondrous story Of thy redeeming love. 2 Soon as the morn with roses Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast ; My voice in supplication, Jehovah, thou shalt hear ; Oh ! grant me thy salvation, And to my soul draw near. 3 By thee, through life supported I pass the dangerous road, With heavenly hosts escorted Up to their bright abode,; There cast my crown before thee, My toils and conflicts o'er, And day and night adore thee— What can an angel more ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 183 " Temporal and Spiritual Blessings. C. M Plymouth Collection, 444. WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad. *' How many poor I see ! What shall I render to my God For all his gilts to me ? Not more than others I deserve, Yet God hath gtfven mc more : For I have food while others starve, Or beg froni door to door. 184 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 How many children in the street Half-naked I behold, "While I am clothed from head to feet, And covered from the cold. 4 While some poor-wanderers scarce can tell Where they may lay their head, I have a home wherein to dwell, And rest upon my bed. 5 While others early learn to swear, And curse, and lie, and steal, Lord ! I am taught thy name to fear, And do thy holy will. 6 Are these thy favors day by day To me above the rest ? Then let me love thee more than they, And try to serve thee best. 213. Do Good. P.M, Boston Melodeon, S3. Air, Swiss Boy I T)0 good! do good ! there's ever a way, A way where there's ever a will ; Don't wait till to-morrow, but do it to-day. And to-day when the morrow comes still. If you've money you're armed, and can find work enough. In ev'ry street, alley, and lane. If you've bread, cast it orT, and the waters, though rough, Will be sure and return it again. Then do good, do good ! there's ever a way A way where there's ever a will, a will ; Don't wait till to-morrow, but do it to-day, And to-day when the morrow comes still LEE 186 2 If yo'l've only old clot I bonnet or hat, A kind word, or a smile true and In ii. I that Shall I God .; o:i i he rich and the poor. Be thou like him. and y one, And thou It be rewarded sure. Then do good, &c 211- The Child' 3 Mission. P. M. -I Hymns, Si. 1 HUB Jesus, before ho went 1: i i on high, . d all his disciples arou And lovingly bade them geod-bv. He strengthened their The all; "Go unto the n&1 e rid, M Aud preach my salvation tc 2 It was not to twelve men alone That the heavenly commission was given But to all — e'en to children — why not ? For of such is the kingdom of heaven, "We feel we have some" If r.ot o'er the mow I And if we fh the earth, Be sure we can run about home. 3 If our hearts have been won by Iris love, We can pray, we "an preach, we can sing- Some younger, some older may bring. 18 G L.EE AYE2TUE COLLECTION. Oh ! yes, about home is our field, And Jesus must mean such as we When he says. " Go ye, preach the good news, Gro tell all the people of me." 215. God intrusts to All, 6s & 5a. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, f. J.OD intrusts to all Talents few or many ; None so young or small That they haye not any. Gc 2 Though the great and wise Haye a greater number, Yet my one I prize, And it must not slumber. 3 God will surely ask, Ere I enter heaven, Haye I done the task Which to me was given ? 4 Little drops of rain Bring the springing flowers ; And I may attain Much by little powers. 6 Every little mite, Every little measure Helps to spread the light. Helps to swell the treasure. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 1ST 216. Go ye to all Lands. P. M. Bra ,96. 1 PO ye to the land of the cedar and vine. When their heave garden was filled with the presence divine. plain ; For a star hath arisen to shine through the gloom a life breaketh forth from the verge tomb. 2 Go ye to the land of jewel and gem, Go ye to the sb st of pearl, Thi ; iven to their. — There early the banner of glory unfurl ; Oh ! go to the isles in the oceans wide bn An ye to the land of the olive, and teach Of a peace which the world is not able to gi To the flowery land, where the m b reach The million that wait in the Saviour to live ; Go ye to the land of the ruby and gold, And bid them the crown of redemption behold. 4 Go ye to the land where the Ethiop r And stretches his long- fettered hand unto God', Oh ! tell them of heaven, and point to the homes Where never the \^o A jsion hath trod ; And the desert shall bloom, and the barren sing. And the wilderness forth into beauty shall spring. 188 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 Go forth, mighty Word ! till all nations shall henr ! Speak thou to the straying in accents of peace*, Till the millions shall see the bright morning appear, And the kingdom of Christ shall have endless increase ; And the song shall break forth, in an anthem divine, " The power, 0 Jesus ! and the glory be thine !" 217. Good Tidings. New Lute of Zion, 185. 1 CHOUT the tidings of salvation ^ To the aged and the young, Till the precious invitation Waken every heart and tongue. Send the sound the earth around. 2 Shout the tidings of salvation, O'er the prairies of the vest, Till each 'gathering congregation With the Gospel sound is blest. Send the sound, &c. 3 Shout the tidings of salvation, Mingling with the ocean's roar, Till the ships of every nation Bear the news from shore to shore. Send the sound, &c. 4 Shout the tidings of salvation O'er the islands of the sea, Till in humble adoration All to Christ shall bow the knee. Send the sound, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 189 <^18. Missionary Meeting. L. ML :inl Girls' Singing Book, 119. 1 TESTIS! in Christian love we meet, " To bring an offering to thy : All in their hands some talent bear, And lay it humbly, freely there. 2 Yes, for thy Gospel's cause, with joy, Our hands, our hearts we would employ ; Oh ! smile upon us from above, That blest may be our work of love. 3 Then let us feel thy presence near Whilst met in holy union here ; Our zeal, our love do thou inciv And let us reap the fruits of peace. 219. Reply to the Call of the Hcathan. 7s & 6s Boys' an 1 Girls' Singing Book, 136. 1 T^ROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's ooral strand ; "Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, The}' call us to deliver Their land from 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. 190 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Shall we whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted, The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! 0 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 ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. 220. When shall the Voice of Singing. 7s & 6ft Plymouth Collection, ?17. 1 T\rEEX shall the voice of singing * ' Flow joyfully along ? When hill and valley, ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And Him, who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign ? 2 Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shout shall fly ; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply : 221. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 191 High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujah swelling In one eternal sound. Western Anthem. P. M. Bralbarv's S. S. Choir, 98. 1 "PROM the wide, far-stretching prairies , From the mountains tipped with snow, From the mighty streams that carry Count ires as they flow, Songs are swelling From the west's unmeasured bound, Tongues are telling Joyful tidings all around. 2 From the cabin rough and lowly, From the temple's pointing spire, "Wake the praises, pure and holy, Kindled by a heavenly fire ; While the straying Meet to hear the voice of prayer, Humbly paying Yows to God submissive there. 3 From the torrent's lofty pealing. From the forest's solemn shade, Where the silver stream is stealing Through the quiet mossy glade, Hopes are springing Up to God's eternal throne, Sighs are winging On the" spirit's earnest moan. 192 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Where the red man fast is failing From his holy father-': The ': Great Spirit/' all prevailing, Soon may lead a ransomed band, TVho will never Hear again the warring sound, But forever Shall with Christ on high be found. 5 In the storm's resistless power, In the grandeur of the stream, In the perfume of the flower. And the flashing noon-day beam — In the breathing Of the zephyrs as they Hymns are wreathing To their Maker in the sky, 6 Come, then children ! bnght, immortal ! Come to Jesus in your youth ! Heaven has opened wide ics portals, Radiant with its gracious truth. He that early In the fear of God is led. Finds the pearly Gates of bliss where angels tread, 222. Tell us of the Night. 7a. . SOd. 1 WATCHMAN! tell us of the night, ' y AVhat its signs of promise are. Traveller ! o'er you mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star I LEE AVENUE COLLECTION-. 193 Watchman! I Aoght of Tra y — Promised day of Israel 2 Watchman] tell us of Trav I troth, its course portends! hmanl will Gild the sj m birth? Traveller ! Sec, it bor nth. 3 Watchman] tell us of the night. For the morning seems to dawn. Traveller ! dark Doubt and terror are withdrawn. ring cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of G-od is come ! 223. The Gospel Banner. 7s & 6s. Plymouth Collection, JW. 1 "W"OTT be the Gospel banner In every land unfurled, And be the shout hosanna Reechoed through the world : Till every isle and nation. Till every tribe and tongue, Receive the great salvation, And join the happy throng. 194 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Yes. thou shalt reign for ever, 0 Jesus ! King of kings ! Thy light, thy love, thy" favor. Each ransomed captive sings ' The isles for thee are waiting, The desert3 learn thy praise, The hills and valleys greeting, The song responsive raise. 224. The Prince of Salvation. 123, lis, & 8s. Plymouth Collection, 323. 1 THE Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, And glory attends him along his bright way ; The news of his grace on the breezes are gliding, And nations are owning his 2 Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour, Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign, Acknowledge thy goodness, eu treat for thy favor, And follow thy glorious train. 3 Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nation The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise, And heaven shall reecho the song of salvation. In rich and melodious lays. Ho* Millennium. lis & 10s. Plymouth Collection, 310. 1 II AIL to the brightness of Zion's glad morning ! Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning, Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 195 2 Hail to the brightness oi" Zion'fl glad morning, Long by the prophets of Israel foretold ; Hail to the millions from bondage Gentiles and Jews t! n behold, 5 Lo ! in the desert rich flowers are springing, Streams ever copious are gliding along; Loud from the mountain- tops echoes are ringing, "Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. 1 See, from ail lands — from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah ascending on high ; Fallen are the engines of war and commotion. Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 226. Wake the Song. Plymouth Collection, 908, 1 1VAKE the song of jubilee, Let it echo o'er the sea ; Now is come the promised hour, Jesus reigns with sovereign power. Wake the song, ur our soaI9 in prayer ; Whene'er thou art in Bacffi Before his footstool fall ; Remember, too. in gladness. His love, who gave thee alL ^34. Just as thou art. 8s & 6a, Plymouth Collection, 132. 1 JUST as thou art, without one trace ^ Of love, or joy, or inward grace, Or meetness for the heavenly place, 0 guilty sinner ! come I 204 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION*. 2 Thy sins I bore on Calvary's tree ; The stripes thy due were laid on me, That peace and pardon might be free ; 0 wretched sinner ! come ! 3 Come ! leave thy burden at the cross, Count all thy gains but empty dross ; My grace repays all earthly loss ; 0 needy sinner ! come ! 4 Come! hither bring thy boding fears, Thine aching heart, thy bursting tears ; Tig mercy's voice salutes thine ears ; 0 trembling sinner ! come ! 5 "The Spirit and the bride say, Come!" Rejoicing saints reecho. Come ! Who taints, who thirsts, who will may come • Thy Saviour bids thee come ! 235. Just as I am. 8s & 6a Plymouth Collection, 132. 1 JUST as I am, without one plea, ^ But that thy blood was shed for me, A.nd that thou bidcl'st me come to thee, 0 Lamb of God ! I come ! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To cleanse my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can wash each spot, 0 Lamb of God ! I come ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 206 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, O Lamb of G od ! I come. 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind — Sight, riches, healing ci' the* mind) Yea, all I need. find ; 0 Lamb of God ! I come. 5 Just as I am thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, neve, Because thy promise 1 beli 0 Lamb of God ! I come ! 6 Just as I am. thy love. I own. Has broken every barrier down ; Xow to be thine, and thine alone, 0 Lamb of God ! I come I O. Prayer of a Penitent. C. 2£ .. 254. 1 A TIIOF whose tender mercy hears ^ Contrition's humble Big Whose hand indulgent From sorrow's weeping . 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said, '• Return ?? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet ? Oh ! let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 206 LEE AYEXUE COLLECTION. 4 Oh ! shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. ^37. Importunat3 Prayer. S. M Plymouth Collection. 226. 1 JESUS, who knows full well ^ The heart of every saint, Invites us all our grieft to tell, To pray, and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear — "We never plead in vain ; Then let us wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Though unbelief suggest, "Why should we longer wait?" He bids us never give him rest, But knock at mercy's gate. 4 Jesus, the Lord, will hear His chosen when they cry ; Yes, though he may a while forbear, He'll help them from on high. 6 Then let us earnest cry, And never faint in prayer : He sees, he hears, and from on high Will make our cause his care. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION-. 207 Power of Beligion. 7s tiarmoni**. 216. ITIS religion that can give Sweetest pleasure while we live ; 'Tis religion must suppy Solid comfort when we die. After death its joys will be Lasting as eternity ! Be the living God our friend, • Then our bliss shall never end. "Wrestling for a Blessing. 7a Song-s of Zion, 100 VAY. I can not let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow ; Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent, pressing case. Once a sinner near despair it thy mercy-seat by prayer: .- heard and set him free — Lord, that mercy came to me. Many years have passed since then, Many changes have I seen. Yet have been upheld till now — TFho could hold me up but thou ? Xay. I must maintain my hold; 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold : I can no denial take "When I plead for Jesus' sake. 208 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. <£Q:0, Repentance. C. 3L Plymouth Collection, 144. 1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? *"- And did my Sovereign die ? Would he de\f)te that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 "Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 TTell might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When God. the mighty Maker, died For man the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, "While his dear cross appears. Dissolve my heart in thankfully And melt mine eyes to te 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord. I give myself away ; 'lis all that I can do. 241. LIust Jesus bear his Cross alone T C. I Plymouth Coll 1 "\rUST Jesus bear his cross alone, - * And all the world go free ? No. there's a cross for every one. And there's a cross for me. LEE A\ENUE COLLECTION. 209 2 How happy arc the saints above, Who once went sorrowing hero ; But now they taste unmipgled love, And joy without a tear. 3 The consecrated crosa I'll bear, Till death shall set me tree, And then go home iry crown to wear— For there's a crows* for me. <3. Not ashamed *x Jesus. L. M Plymouth Collection, 159. 1 JESUS, and shall it e er be, ^ A mortal man ashamed of thee ! Ashamed of thee, whoia angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! socr^v far Let evening blush to o^sm a star: He sheds the beams of QgM divine O'er this benighted soi*l 01 rvnc, 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! th<%t dea-* "^riend On whom my hopes oi heaven expend ! No : when I blush, be this my *L^me. That I no more revere his name. 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away ; No tear to wipe, no good to crave ; No fear to quell, no soul to save. 210 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And oh ! may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me. 243. Hark ! those Happy Voices. P. M. Plymouth Collection, 129. 1 II ARK ! those happy voices, saying, " Yet there's room : Sinner, come, Heaven's call obeying." 2 Now the feast is spread before thee, Wait no more, Grace implore, Peace shall then come o'er thee. 3 Bless the Lord of life forever, 0 my soul ! Bountiful, Infinite his favor. 4 Bless the Lord of thy salvation, Who in love From above, Heard thy supplication., 6 Bless the Lord of earth and heaven ; Through his blood That freely flowed, Are thy sins forgiven. $ Bless the Lord, whose love abounding, Fills thy days With joy and praise, Songs of triumph sounding. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 211 244. Salvation by Grace: S. M. Plymouth Collection, 192. 1 P R ACE ! 'tis a charming sound, ^ Harmonious to the ear ! ven with the echo shall resouad, 01 the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting d It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. |45. Triumphs of Grace. C. M. Plymouth Collection, 180. 1 A MAZTXG grace ! how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, I grace my fears relieved ; Hove precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 212 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come : Tis grace has brought safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 246. A Miracle of Grace. 8s & 7s Plymouth Collection, S8&. IT AIL, my ever-blessed Jesus 1 Only thee I wish to sing ; To my soul thy name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King. Oh ! what mercy flows from heaven ! Oh ! what joy and happiness ! Love I much, I've much forgiven — I'm a miracle of grace ! Once with Adam's race in rum, Unconcerned in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Saviour passed that way. Witness, all ye host of heaven, My Redeemer's tenderness ; Love I much, I've much forgiven — I'm a miracle of grace ! Shout, ye bright, angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above, "Whilst astonished I admire God's free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received him, Filled my soul with joy and peace ; Love I much, I've much forgiven — I'm a miracle of grace. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 213 247. The Sacred Call. 7s. ft] Bonqaet, 223. 1 pOME, saith Jesus' sacred voice, ^ Come, and make my paths your choice ; I will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come. 2 Hither come : for here is found Balm for every bleeding wound, Peace which ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 248. Invitation. L. K* Juvenile Songs, 109. 1 POME hither, all ye weary souls. ^ Ye heavy-laden sinners I come ! . I'll give you rest from all your toils. And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 They shall rind rest that learn of me ; I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages as the sea, And pride is empty as the wind, 3 Jesus ! we come, at thy command, With faith, and hop?, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thv wiLL 214 LEE AYENUE COLLECTION. 249. How Charming the Thought. Us, Juvenile Songs, 80. 1 TIOW charming the thought that the spirits in 11 bliss Should bow their bright wings to a world such aa this, And leave the sweet song3 of the mansions above, To breathe o'er our bosoms some message of love. 2 They come ! on the wings of the morning they come, The pilgrim to waft from this stormy abode — To convoy the stranger in peace to his home. And lay him to rest in the arms of his God. 250. The Blood of Christ. C. ML Plymouth Collection, 180. 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, as vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved to sin no more. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 215 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream :pply, Red my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll s". amering tongue Lies silent in the gra* Christ the Rock of Age3. 7s. ... 110, 1 T) Let m 'fin thee ; Let the water and the blood a healing flood, Be of sin the double cure ; Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Could my tears forever flow, Could my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone — Thou must save, and thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 TVhile I draw this fleeting breath, TVhen mine eyelids close in death, TVhen I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of a.ees ! cleft for me, Let me hide mvself in thee 216 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 252. Chief among Ten Thousand. C. Bt Plymouth Collection, 190. 1 MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head, with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he than all the fair Who fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 6 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet, Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 6 Since from thy bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord! they should all be thine* LEE AYEXUE COLLECTION. 2H 253. Oh ! there will be Mourning. P. M. watfc Collection, 123. 1 AH! there will be mourning, ^ Before the judgment--; When this world is burning Beneath Jehovah's le- 1 ; Friends and kindred there will part* "Will part to meet no more ! Wrath will sink the rebel's heart, While saints on high adore. 2 Oli ! there will be mourning, Before the judgment-seat, When the trumpet's warning The sinner's ear shall greet. Friends and kindred, &c 3 Oh 1 there will be mourning, Before the judgment-seat, When from dust returning. The lost their doom shall meet. Friends and kindred, &c. 4 Oh 1 there will be mourning, Before the judgment-seat ! Justice, ever frowning. Shall seal the sinner's late. Friends and kindred, «kc 218 LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 254. The Banner Hymn. P. M. Wilder'* Musical Elementary, 140. 1 AH ! 'tis in the land of the Bible we love, ^ Which so proudly we hail in the Gospel light gleaming, "Whose radiance reflecting pure light from above, O'er the land of the heathen in brilliance is streaming: In strength do we gather, in might do we come, The youth of our country — the pride of our home ; And long may the Sabbath-school Banner still wave " O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave." LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION". 219 ad in numbers appear. Rich and poor meet alike the loved standard sur- roun What a garden for culture — what tendrils to rear ! What a field for your labors! — the harvest aboundi:. In strength do we gather, &c. Oh! guide us in truth, and the future will smile; Be your precepts in love, and we gladly recehe them : No infidel tale will our reason beguile, But the words of the Bible, our young hearts believe them : In strength do we gather. &c. And in love we will think of the heathen afar. And forget not to pray for his mind's desolation ; The mission of mercy shall beam as a star. And shall gild with its brilliance each far-distant nation : In sirength do we gather, &c. And our own land of freedom — be it ever the same : Future ages shall read and rejoice in our story; Our Sunday-school system shall gain us a name, And religion shall wreathe our young brows with its glory : The cause that we love — Oh! triumph it must. With the brave be our motto — "In God i3 our trust !"' . Then long may the Sabbath-school bannei still wave M O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave." 220 LEE AYEXTJE COLLECTION. 255. Hail the Armed and Marshalled Band. P. M WD lert Ifnslca] DaoMntary, 130 1 IT AIL the armed and. marshalled band, Marching through Immanuel's land Ye soldiers of our heavenly King ! Ye soldiers of our heavenly King! Though hosts of foes against you fight, Ye triumph in the Saviours might : His banner to the breezes fling. And shout for your victorious King ! To each he gives a glorious prize, A crown of light above the skies. Firm in duty let us be ; He will give us victory ; He shall bring us to the shore, "Where peace reigns for evermore. 2 Lo ! the Chief whose name you bear, In Ins strength all perils dare ; Then let the storm of battle beat, Then let the storm of battle beat, In majesty he leads us on, And soon the meed of valor won, His glory all on earth shall see, And worship everlastingly ; And heaven's wide realms with lond a<^l«L Join in the anthem to his name. Firm in dutv let us be, &c. 258. To hear Redemption's Sacred Story. P SL WiMer's Musical Elementary, 1J 1 TO hear redemptions sacred story, *■ In darkness distant myriads wait ; on iraruE collbcttoit. M To pour on them that heavenly •_ ill we not ope the Shall ignorance, the d And In desolation wrap tJ And Chris ad uriheedin v Then rouse ye, ye who serve Oar g] His name, his name to le-ach, And let them lev 2 The love of Chri gn it, holy flame? I Or nature's universal fram To ray has da:' But lo ! the Sun of Righteousn The harvest and the laborers reaping 1 Then rouse ye, &C. A1 257. All Hail to Christ, our King ! 5s & 4t Fly:. : ;V»S. LL hail to Christ our King ! Jesus, immortal King ! Our gracious King, Ever victorious. Holy and glorious ; Ever reign Jesus our King ! 2 Father and God ! arise, Confound his enemies ; Let them bow down — 222 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION Bow to thy chastening rod, Saved by thy precious blood, Saviour and mighty God, Jesus our King ! 3 From every lurking foe, Save us, we pray thee now And evermore ; May we obey thy laws, Fight in thy holy cause, Singing with heart and voice, Hail to our King ! 258, " Compel them to come in." C. H. BL New Lute of Zion, 936. 1 P 0 into every street and lane, ^ Betimes the work begin ; Gently, by love, each soul constrain, " Compel them to come in :" The house of prayer's the gate of heaven, To all the invitation's given. 2 Let all the wretched hear thy voice, . wayward wanderer seek ; Tell of a heaven of boundless joys, Of peace and pardon speak ; And all God's counsel to declare. Tell of a world of dark despair ! 3 To ail be courteous, meek, and mild, Affectionate, sincere ; And if at any time reviled, I not to wrath or fear; But joyfully endure the shame, ♦ : ' -oaeh, for Jesus' name. 559. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 223 " Cast thy Bread upon the Waters." C. M, :.:h-Sohool Concert Hymns, 4L 1 |jP0^T the watera cast thy bread, And after many days,* It shall come back to thee again ; And fill thy mouth with praise! 2 What is the bread, in whose rich yield, The sower comfort iinds ? It is the seed of Gospel truth, 3 T§£attered m y°utnfW minda, Spreau^re the Sabbath-school, The sowers. the"* tbc. land ■ Who go forth, seea ^ are 4 To-day, it may not break the < Nor yet, to-morrow, bloom ; Yet faint not, you in God's own time, Shall shout the harvest home. ;60. The Sower. P. BL • -, 37. 1 HO sow thy seed on the mountain's top— ^ Go scatter it in the vale ; In due time thou shalt reap the crop, For his word can never fail. 3 What though some fall upon the track. By thoughtless travellers worn, And the fowls of heaven supply their tar' From the unburied ^-n ? 224 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 What though some falls on stony ground, And with the morn springs up, But when the sun is hot, is found To mock the tiller's hope ? 4 What though amid the pricking thorns, Some precious seed may fall, And gain at best, a sickly growth, And bear no fruit at all ? 5 Go sow thy seed on the mountain's top — Go scatter it in the vale ; *j) ; In due time, thou shalt rea^.' ' For his word can ^ ' Sowing the Seed. s. ]&, Boys' and Girls' Singing Bosk, 1W. 1 COW in the morn thy seed, At eve hold not thy hand ; To doubt and fear give thou no heed, Broad-cast it round the land. 2 Beside all waters sow, # The highway furrows stock, Drop it where thorns and thistles grow. Scatter it on the rock. 3 The good, the fruitful ground, Expect not here nor there ; O'er hill and dale by spots 'tis found ; Go forth then everywhere. LEE AVEXUE 0OLLBC1 2*>5 may thrive, The late or eai Gra sious germ alive, When and where i 5 And duly shall apj 111 Y The ten J ear, the full corn at length. : not toil in vain : •. and dry, r and mature For garners in *i Then when the glorious en The day me, The angel-. And hea-. i iarvest home V 262. Spiritual Harvest 8s & 7s. is' Singing Book, 149. 1 ITE that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing still the precious seed, All his lab jeed. Then will fall the rain of heaven, Then the sun of mercy shine : Frecious fruits will then be given, Through an influence ail divine. 2 Sow thy seed, be never w Xor let fears thy mind employ ; Be the prospect ne'er so d- Thou mayst reap the fruits of joy. 226 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Lo ! the scene of verdure brightening, See the rising grain appear ; Look again, the fields are whitening ; Sure the harvest time is near. 26o. Toil on, Teachers. 8s & 7i Boys' an! Girls' Singing Book, 148. 1 TOIL on. teachers ! toil on boldly, Labor on and watch and pray ; Men may scoff and treat you coldly, Heed them not. go on your way; Jesus is a loving master ; Cease not then his work to do ; Cleave to him still closer, faster, He will own and honor you. 2 Toil on. teachers ! nothing daunted, Whatsoever may oppose ; Y~ou shall have all help that's wanted, Jesus every peril knows: Be not fearful, terror-stricken, Tremble not at any foe — Danger ! let it only quicken, Make your Christian courage show. 3 Toil on, teachers ! toil on ever, Constantly, unflinching toil ; Faint ye not. and weary never, Labor on in every soil ; Listless souls one day may waken, Buried seed spring up and grow ; Sin's stout bulwarks may be shaken, Hardened hearts may be brought low. LEE AVKN'UE COLLECTION. *2'i7 4. Toil on, teachers ! earnest, steady, Sowing well the seed of truth ; Always willing, cheerful, ready, Watching r youth; Patient firm, a Prayer wi. Faithful to the end endure. 6 Toil on, teachers ' What the Saviou Satan seeks young souls to ruin. Kindly still he looks upon I Ten tils them n Sheds his ,Lrraco and mercy on tfa While his blessed voice they hear. 6 Toil on, teachers ! in due season, Reaping time will surely come ; You shall yet have g] -on, To rejoice in harvest h Many a shining one in giof As the endless ages roll, Shall reveal the welcome story. How by you, Christ saved his soul. 264. The Teacher's Resolve. H. M. p:> .. 2io. 1 /'[.RACE shall our souls inspire J With holy love to all ; Nor let us ever tire Where want and duty call ! Oh ! let it ne'er be said again, u What do ye more than other men "• 228 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 The wretched we would seek, The naked we would clothe; The mists of folly break. With sacred light and love : The mourner cheer, the hungry feed, And for the poor and needy plead. 3 Does Jesus intercede Before his Father's throne ? Did he on Calvary bleed, And wear the thorny crown ? And all for us ! 0 love divine ! Jesus, our all be ever thine. 4 The promise we receive. Will amply then repay The mite we freely give To these dear youths to-day ; Accept the offering we impart, The tribute of a grateful heart. <£bO. Prayer for Divine Assistance. 11a Boys' and Girte' Singing- Book, 11-2. 1 THE mercy of Jesus has brought us once more To bow at his footstool, his aid to implore • That we who the office of teachers sustain, May neither grow weary nor labor in vain. 1 The work we engage in is great, we confess, And we have no might to insure its success ; "V7e now are assembled assistance to seek From Him who has promised to strengthen the weak. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 22$ 3 We pray for that wisdom which comes from above, To render our duty a service of love ; To open the minds of the children to see How pleasant the ways of religion must be. 4 We ask to exhibit, in word and in deed, A holy example that children may read ; our endeavors all centre in this, Hereafter to meet thern in glory and bliss* 266. Becking a Blearing. P. M. 8 5. Choir, 17. 1 WHILE the heavenly seed we're sowing, I. appear, Our hearts to cheer, .:ins of mercy flow 2 While these children we're addressing, Crown thy word, Indulgent Lord, With thy richest blessing. 3 Let them feel their lost condition, ipply' With earnest cry To the great Physician. 4 When they hear thy bleeding story, Slay they feel Thy sweet appeal, And give to thee the glory. 230 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 267. My Class. P. M. School Singer, 191. 1 WHEN Sabbath's hallowed morn I meet, What makes its sacred hours so sweet ? The hope that I this day shall meet My class, my class. 2 When to the closet I repair, « To tell my wants to Jesus there, What is the burden of my prayer ? My class, &c. 3 What calls my willing feet away, To spend an hour at setting day, With fellow-teachers oft to pray ? My class, &c. 4 Whose wayward footsteps give me pain ? O'er whom, still bound in error's chain, I've seemed to weep and pray in vain ? My class, &c. 268. The Tract Visitor. 8s & 6a Spiritual Songs, 177. 1 P 0 forth on wings of fervent prayer ; ^* Go with the message from above ; G-o in the Master's name you love, Silent but eloquent to move — Till e'en the deaf shall hear. 2 To every dwelling speed your way, Scatter the shades of error's night, Kindle the rays of Gospel light, Pour them around in splendor bright — Till e'en the blind shall see. LEE AVENTJE COLLECTION. 2C1 3 Bid every slumbering soul awake ; Tell of the darkness, lire, and chains; Tell of the heaven whore Jesus reigns; Tell of his love in melting strains- Till e'en the dumb shall speak. 4 0 Jesus ! give thy word success ; Lo ! at thy footstool now we bend ; Only on thee our hopes depend ; Thou art alone the sinner's Friend — Thy word is life and peace. 269. The Earnest Teacher's Prayer. S. M. og Book, 135. 1 CAVE all my children, Lord! ^ For less I dare not ask ; I know thou wilt fulfill thy word, If I fulfill my task. 2 Thy word is : " Work and pray ; Toil on, 'mid hopes and fears : The sowing brings the reaping day; The harvest follows tears.'' 3 Oh ! let me strive to be The laborer thou wilt bles3 ; And hourly offer unto thee The works of righteousness. 4 Yet. when my best is done, 'lis sin and folly still ; My only plea is, that thy Son Wrought out thy perfect will. 5 Then hear me while I ask, "Save all my children, Lord!" While I. in faith, fulfill my task, Do thou fulfill thy word. 232 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. <£70i There is a Spot surpassing Sweet. 8s & 6a Air, " Lanesboro." New Lute of Zion, 233. 1 THERE is a spot surpassing sweet, By Sovereign Kindness given, "Where old and young together meet, And sit them down at Jesus' feet, And learn the way to heaven. 2 The little prattler stops his play, On Saturday at even. And on the peaceful Sabbath day, He comes with joy to learn the way, That leads to bliss and heaven. 3 The stalwart youth, his toils forgot, One peaceful day ir »seven, Retires to this delightful spot, To banish earth, and spend a thought Upon the things of heaven. 4 The man of toil, with cares oppressed, Who all the week has striven, Comes with a calm and peaceful breast, To think of joys, and dream of rest The weary find in heaven. 6 The hoary veteran on the brink Of life's concluding even, Retires from busy life to think, Within this spot, the brightest link Between the earth and heaven. 6 Ho 1 ye, who, in Siioam's pool. Have washed and been forgiven, Come ye, till every seat is full, And grace shall make the Sabbath -school, The very gate of heaven. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 233 The Teacher's Thoughts of Heaven. L. M. BcnV \g Book, 120. 1 f\ WORLD of glory and of bliss. ^ Not soiled by guilt, or marred like this, We long to reach thy tranquil shore, To sin, and fear, and weep no more. 2 We long to pass those portals bright, Ne'er clouded by th' approach of night ; "We long to see that peaceful brow, Once stained with blood, but glorious now. 3 Yet, when we bow before the throne, We would not find ourselves alone ; E'en heaven would seem less glad and fair If we should miss our children there. 4 Oh 1 may we toil, and pray, and weep, And ever wakeful watchings keep ; That every child whom we have taught May be at length to glory brought. Teacher, on thy Station Stand. 7a Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 110. ^ TEACHER, on thy station stand, A Faithful to thy Saviour's call ; With the shield of faith in hand, Fearless let what may befall Nothing fill thee with dismay, Hunger, toil, or length of way : In the strength of Jesus boast, Never, never quit thy post 1" 234 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 273. Teacher, Grow not Faint. P. HL Sunday-School Harmonist, 212. " TEACHER, grow not faint nor weary, Think of yonder radiant land, Where the laborers rest forever, 'Mid the white-robed angel band : Rescued souls may greet you there, Making heaven itself more fair," 274. Farewell to a Teacher. L. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 150. 1 "HEAR partner of our hopes and fears, And wilt thou here no longer dwell, To share our toils, and joys, and tears — And must we bid a sad farewell ? 2 Yes, thou must fill thy future lot, Far from thy fond and cherished friends ; But not to be by us forgot. While life its' beating pulses spends. 3 We'll think of thee amid the scene Of each returning Sabbath day. And nowhere else, with grief so keen, Will mourn that thou art far aw^ay. 4 We'll think of thee whene'er we meet, Our weekly lessons to prepare, Nor deem our social band complete, Whilst thou, dear friend, art wanting there. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 235 5 "We'll think of thee around the board That speaks a dying Saviour's love, And trust our joy will be restored, In endless fellowship above. 6 Oh! may the Lord thy footsteps guard, His choieest blessings fill thy heart, And crown thee with his rich reward, Where Christian friends no more shall part P 275. The Close of a Meeting for Prayer. 7i. ng Book, 103. F 'tis sweet to mingle where Christians meet for social prayer ; If 'tis sweet with them to raise Songs of holy joy and praise, Passing sweet that state muSt be, Where they meet eternal!}'. Saviour ! may these meetings prove Preparations for above : 'While we worship in this place, May we go from grace to grace, Till we, each in his degree, Fit for endless glory be. 236 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 276. The Lambs of Jesus. I. M. Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 3S, 1 THE lambs of Jesus — who are they, But children that believe and pray ? That keep God's laws, and ask his grace, And seek a heave aly dwelling-place ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 231 are meeK, The words of pe ith they speak ; To all G-u ' are kind, ;. like iheir L r; i. of gentle m 3 The ln.mb3 of J I that we Might of that blessed number be ! Lord ! take us early to thy love, And lead us to the fold above. 7. The Swallow's Nest. L. lit \». IKS'- i on joyous v ^ To carol 'raon^ the leaves of spring, come, bafch home. 2 Wherever we.have chanced to rove, Through verdant field or shady grove, weVe found like this dear room, Our Sabbath-school, our Sabbath home. 3 Once mor to kindly 1-?:. And promise, whereso'er we ro 11 ne'er forget our Sabbath home, 4 Our school — it is the swallow's nest, Where all her young securely rest ; Hither, oh I ever come, Ajid near ;- thine altars" find a home. 238 LEE AVEXTE COLLECTION. 278. Our Sabbath Home. P. M. _ -2; Book, 121. 1 AH I we love to come to our Sabbath-home, ^ And learn of our teachers dear. Who point us with love to our home above, And the crown that awaits us there. 2 Oh ! we love to come to our Sabbath home, When the six days' toil is oY-r. And read and sing of our heavenly "King, And learn to love him more. 3 Oh ! we love to come to our Sabbath home But we would not come alone ; We would each bring in from the paths of Bin, Some wretched wandering one ; 4 Whose feet now stray in the broad, broad way, Who know not of God or heaven ; And would bid them taste of the blessed feast, Which our Father's love hath givea. 5 Oh ! we love to come to this Sabbath Lome, But no heart or tongue can tell Of that home above, which a Father's love Has for those who do his will. 6 Then toil we on till the race is won, And the pearly gates unfold, And we find our rest on the Saviour's breast, At home in the city of gold. Original wtrds by a lady of the Lee Avenue Sunday-School. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 239 279. Filial Affection. P. M. 1 T)p] kind to thy father, for when thou wast Who* loved thee so fondly as he? He caught the first accents that fell from thy _ue, joined in thy innocent glee; Be kii ther, for now he is old, : icka intermingled with - His. footsteps are feeble — once fearless and bold : Thy father is passing away. 2 Be kind to thy mother, for lo ! on her brow May traces of sorrow be seen; Oh! well may'st thou cherish and comfort her now, For loving and kind she hath been; Remember thy mother ! for thee will she pray, long as God giveth her breath ; With accents of kindness, then, cheer her lone E'en to the dark valley of death. 3 Be kind to thy brother! his heart will have dearth If the smiles of thy joy be withdrawn ; The flowers of feeling will fade at the birth, If love and affection be gone ; Be kind to thy brother, wherever you are — The love of a brother shall be An ornament purer and richer, by far. Than pearls from the depth of the sea. 240 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Be Kind to thy sister ! not many may know The depth of true sisterly love ; The wealth of the ocean lies fathoms below The surface that sparkles above ; Thy kindness shall bring to thee many sweet hours, And blessings thy pathway shall crown Affection shall weave thee a garland of flowers, More precious than wealth or renown. 280. Be Kind to Each Other. 6s & 5& Musical Bov.<|uel, 110. 1 "DE kind to each other ! ■^ The night's coming on, "When friend and when brother Perchance may be gone ; Then, 'midst our dejection, How sweet to have earned The blest recollection Of kindness returned. 2 When day hath departed, And memory keeps Her watch, broken-hearted, Where all the loved sleep, Let falsehood assail not, Nor envy disprove, Let trifles prevail not 'G-ainst those whom you love. 3 Nor change with to-morrow Should fortune take wing; The deeper the sorrow, The closer still cling 1 LEE AVESUE COLLECTION*. Be kind to each ( I The I thig on» When friend and when h~"ner Perchance may v ^0Iie- 241 281 Angry Words, 8s & 7a, Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 100. 1 \ XGRY words are lightly spoken -"- In a rash and thoughtless hour; Brightest links c£ life are broken By their deep insidious power. Hearts inspired by wj ting, X'. ' y anger stir:" Oft are rent, past human heal By a single angry word. 2 Poison-drops of care and sorrow. Bitter Weaving for the coming morrow Saddest memories of to-day. Angry words ! oh ! lor them never . • unbridled slip ; May the hi Check them ere they soil the lip ! 3 Love is much too pure and holy. Friendship is too saer For a moment's reckless : Thus to desolate and mar. Angry words are lightly spoken, Bitterest thoughts are rashly stirred ; Brightest links of life are broken Bv a single ansrrv word. 242 LEB AVENUE COLLECTION. Let us Love one another." p# ^ 1 T ET us love one to^w n . . Musieal Bon^et' ^ L In this bleak worTd D,0t lon^ m^ ™ stay, life's day. mourning, so bnei ia Some Ml ere 'tis noon, and f?w linger v., Oh ! there breathes not a heart but leave! one to grieve. "** 2 And the fondest, the purest, the truest that met, Ever found that we need to forgive and forget, Then, oh ! though the hopes that we nourished decay, Let us love one another as long as we stay. 283. Do Something. P. M. NewLuteofZlon, 222. 1 T)0 something for each other — ^ Though small the help may be ; There's comfort oft in little things, Far more than others see ! It takes the sorrow from the eye, It leaves the world less bare, If but a friendly hand comes nigh When friendly hands are rare ! Then cheer the heart which toils each hour, Yet finds it hard to live ; And though but little's in our power, That little let us give. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 243 We know not what the humblest hand If earnest may achieve ; How many a sad anxiety A trifle may relieve ; We reck not how the aged poor Drag on from day to i When e'en the little that they need, Costs more than they can pay I Then cheer the heart, &c. 284. Brotherly Love. C. M. Normal Singer, 159. 1 TJOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 11 When those that love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And thus fulfill his word ! 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ; When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 When free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love ! 4 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy soul3 above ; And he's a heir of heaven that finds His bosom glow with love. 244 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 265. 1 Fellowship. C. M. Plymouth Collection, 224. AUR souls by love together knit, ^ Cemented, mixed in one : One hope, one heart, on^ mind, one voice: • 'Tis heaven, on earth begun. 2 Our hearts have often burned within, And glowed with sacred fire, "While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blessed, And filled th1 enlarged desire. 3 The little cloud increases still, The heavens are big with rain ; We haste to catch the teeming shower, And all its moisture drain. 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! But pour a mighty flood ; Oh! sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God. 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sett'st thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, Proclaimed by thee thine own ; 6 May we, a little band of love, We sinner?, saved by grace, From glory unto glory changed, Behold "thee face to face. LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 2*5 286. Communion of Sainte. S. H. Plymouth Collection, 1T>. 1 IDLEST be the tie that binds I lor he rts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that a; 2 Before our Father s throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hope?, our aims are One, Oar comforts and our 3 "We share our mutual woes ; Our mutual burdens bear, And often tor each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 We're one in Christ our head, In him we grow and thrive ; r will he leave as with the dead While he remains alive. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way ; "While each in expectation Lives, And longs to see the day. i . Christmas Carol. 7s» New Lata of Son, 110. 1 T ITTLE children, sw ■^ On this birthday of your King, Xow a joyous anthem I In glad notes of grateful pr 246 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 See, be leaves his Father's throne, Lays aside his starry crown, And to save the sons of men, " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 3 Hark ! a new song rends the sky, " G-lory be to God on high, Peace on earth, good will to men, Christ is born in Bethlehem." 4 Angels now their chorus sing While the heavenly arches ring To the seraphs' glad "Amen," "Christ is born in Bethlehem." 5 Children, catch the wondrous sound, Let it peal the earth around, Till all nations, tribes, and men, Love the "Babe of Bethlehem." Original words by a lady of the Lee Avenue Sunday-School. &o6* Brightly freedom's gifts are Strown. 7s, School Singer, 150. 1 T> RIGHTLY freedom's gifts are strown O'er the land we call our own ; Grateful offerings here we bring, Songs of sacred praises sing. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, AmeD*. 2 Praise the power that blessed our sires — Bade them kindle freedom's fires — Bade them bear the Ark of God Through the fierce invading flood. Hallelujah, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 247 Lot the voice of joy be loud, Echo deep from sky and cloud, From the verdant mountain's side, And where giant waters glide. Hallelujah, &C. Falls the sunlight o'er the land, Rolls the wave upon the strand, Nature's voice is glad and free, So let freedom's anthems be, Hallelujah, &c. Praise that great and glorious name, Voice of joy, and heart of flame ! Wake the sweet, the solemn lay, Sing Jehovah's praise to day I Hallelujah, fee. 0. " Full of Boys and Girls." C. M. Sabbath-School Concort Hymns 89. 1 A PROPHET of the olden time, "^ Saw in the coming years, A sight within Jerusalem, Which calmed his rising fears. 2 Jerusalem ! Jerusalem ! Her ways that mourned so long — He saw them tilled with boys and girls — A playful, happy throng. 3 So may we see, with eye of faith, Jerusalem above : And hear the song that children sing, In the thronged streets thereof 248 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 4 From these, our Sabbath homes below, May thousand nestlings rise, To join their mates above, and swell The chorus of the skies. 5 Oh ! who shall see that blissful sight ? Who hear that angel choir ? One hour were worth the toils of earth, Of which we often tire. 290. Press Onward. 12a, Sh.i-.vsi, Q43. 1 13RESS onward. 0 Zion ! the millions are calling From regions of death and the world's gloomy slumbers ; Where nations are shaking, and idols are falling, And captives rejoice in their loud-sounding num- bers ! Press onward ! press onward ! the day now ia breaking, ' And Zion may conquer where millions are waking. 2 The promise. 0 Zion ! to thee has been given. And written so changeless that nothing can alter! Bright, bright as the sun are the portals of heaven, For those who in duty ne'er wander nor falter i The promise is changeless ! let the news of salvar tion Be borne on the winds to the most distant nation. LEF AYENUi: OJT.LI.C HON'. 24f I ar, 0 Zion! thy strength and thy glory, Is w river, Till the end of the earth shaJl rehearse the glad story, And ! »f heaven forever ! 0 Zion ! awaken. Till in stre:.. s'lory, The end of the earth shad rel _f.ud story. I. Sweet is the Time of Spring. S.-1L Sbavrm, 157. 1 CWEET is the time of spring, ^ "When nature's charms appear ; The birds with ceaseless pleasure sing, And hail the opening year: But sweeter far. the spring Of wisdom and of gr When children bless and praise their King, ^Vho loves the youthful race. 2 Sweet is the dawn of day, When light just streaks the si When shades and darkness pass away, And morning's beams are nigh : But sweeter far, the dawn Of piety in youth : . When doubt and darkness are withdrawn Before the light of truth. 3 Sweet is the early dew, Which gilds the mountain top--. And deck- ::ower we view, ^Vilh pearly glittering drops. 250 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. But sweeter far, the scene On Zion's holy hill, When there the dew of youth is seen Its freshness to distill. 292. The Flowers are Preachers. 7s & 6*. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 28. 1 THE flowers are preachers, Frances ; -*- Listen to what they say : w A few days on the hill-side, And then we pass away." 2 So young life fleeteth, Frances ; And withers in its bloom — A few days of bright sunshine ; And then — the dusky tomb. 3 But there's a life above us, Which never knows an end — Would you enjoy it, Frances ? Let Jesus be your friend. 293. The Blessing of the Eye. P. M. Sabbath-School Concert Hymna, 42. 1 THE eye that saw me, blessed me, •*■ So said the man of old : Go give a boy a jacket, To shield him from the cold ; Go help the mourning widow, And still the orphan's cry, And thou shalt know what meaneth, The blessing of the eye. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 231 \ The eye that saw me, blessed me, So said the liberal man : Seek out the poor and needy, And help them all you can ; And then, whene'er you meet them, As they i g by, A witness they will give you — The blessing of the eye. The eye that saw me, blessed me; Then there is nothing lost ; For in that look there's something Which doubly pays the cost; Go thou, in wintry weather, And this expedient try, And thou shalt find how rich is The blessing of the eye. Child's Invitation. P. HL Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, S8» POME, go with me to Sabbath-school; ^ Yes, go; Don't be afraid of rain and snow ; To meet the storm on other days, You're very bold ; When pleasure bids you seek her ways, Or business, then, through thick and thin, You rush, scorning to be kept in, Through fear of taking cold. 252 LEE AVE>TCE COLLECTION. 2 Come, go with me to Sabbath-school; Yes, go; No matter if the "wind does blow; I never heard of any who Got blown away, G-oing to Sabbath-school, did you ? Oh ! come along ! your Bible bring ; Tou can not do a better thing Upon the Sabbath day. 3 Come, go with me to Sabbath-school ; Yes, go ; Don't sit about here, moping so ; In the Lord's house doctrine distills, Like drops of rain ; The sorrowing heart with comfort fills, And lifts the soul, its sins forgiven, Up to the very gate of heaven, Never to droop again. 295. i The Pearl for Me. S abb a'.h -School Concert Hymaa, I THE world its fancied pearl may crave ; 'Tis not the pearl for me ; 'Twill dim its lustre in the grave. Or perish in the sea ; But there's a pearl of price untold, "Which never cau be bousrht with gold ; The sinking soul 'twill save ; Oh ! that's the pearl for me ! LEE AYENUE COLLECTION'. 253 2 Tho miser knocks at mammon's gate ; a not the crate tor me ; From early morn till evening late, At his bolted door is he ; Bu~ • ate that leads to bliss, And he who knocks, in faith, at this, Will Lot be ma.: Oh ! that's the crate for me. 5 Pleasure may chant her siren song ; 'Tis not the song for me ; To weeping it will turn, ere long, For i. ::'s decree ; But t: ere'a a song the ransomed sing To Jesus, their exalted K With joyful heart and tongue ; Oh ! that's the song for me ! 296. The Sabbath-School Meeting. P. M. rt Hvmns, 88. 1 C ABBATH-Schools must have their meeting, ^ When the appointed time comes round ; Surely 'tis a preciou- For the children there are found ; ^is not safe to pass it over. For the rain or for the sn Children love their own dear meeting — Parents ! why not let them go ? 254 LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. 2 There they sing of Him who never Thrust aside their precious claims, But took children to his bosom, As a shepherd doth his lambs ; Some there were who tried to keep them, Waiting till some other day ; But the Lord, their zeal rebuking, Told them of a better way. 3 There their hearts go up to heaven, On the fragrant breath of prayer ; Who shall say it is too early For the children to be there ? Jesus says : Why should they linger, (Speaking from his throne above,) Till they are a little older, Since they're old enough to love ? 4 Oh ! then, let them have their meeting, Be the weather foul or fair ; So that when the Saviour calls them, They may answer, "Here we are. " Tell them they can't come too early To their Friend who reigns above; For. ere they can lisp his praises, They are old enough to love. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 255 297. Sister and I. 8s. .-.h-School Concert Hymns, 1$. 1 T\f E l°ve *° £° t0 Sabbath-school, " Sister and I. sister and I ; And be the weather foul or fair, We purpose to be always there, To listen to the opening prayer, Sister and I. sister and I. 2 Our teacher we do dearly love, Sister and I, sister and I. She comes and takes us by the hand, And points us to the better land. And tries to make us understand, Sister and I. sister and I. 3 Our father, mother, too, we love, r and I. sister and I ; While many boys and girls there are, Whose parents for them do not care, We of the good things richly share, Sister and I. sister and I. 4 We ought to love the Saviour most, Sister and I, sister and I ; For if we love and serve him best, In his own bosom we shall rest, And be in heaven forever blest, Sister and I, sister and I. 1 The Sabbath Day. C. M, S.ibbfuh-Schcol Concert Hymn*, 11 "\VHY is it that you make me pack My playthings all away, And always tell me to keep still, Upon the Sabbath-day ? 256 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Because it is God's holy rest — The day which he has given, From which we must shut out the world, And think of him and heaven. 3 He never told me it was wrong To run about and play, Or talk and laugh, just as I would On any other day. 4 But God charged me his day to keep, And bade me tell to you, Which solemnly I promised him That I would surely do. 5 Mother, if you have promised God, I surely will obey, And ne'er again for playthings ask, Upon the Sabbath-day. 299. Ths Pearl of great Price. C. M, Sabbnth-School Concert Hymns, 90. 1 T WISH that I could find the pearl ■^ For which so many sigh ; But 'tis so rarely to be found, I have no heart to try. 2 What would you do with such a prize, If you should find it now ? You could not bind it on your arm, Or wrear it on your brow. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 257 3 I know it ; but I'm suro I ne'er "Would barter it away, For all the toys that earth can give, Which glitter for a day. 4 Alas ! my child, too many do, And wish they'd ne'er been born ; This pearl — what can it do for you? And where must it be worn ? 6 They say 'twill ope the gate of heaven To him who lingers there ; And I must wear it on my heart, With watchfulness and prayer. 6 It is not far from thee, my child, That pearl of price unknown : Look to the cross where Jesus hangs,_ And make it all thine own. 7 I see it now ! just like a star Dropped from the arch above ; I feel its glow upon my head ! 0 mother 1 is it love ? 8 Yes, it is love whose earliest thrill Brings peace into the soul; Love to the bleeding Lamb which makes The burdened spirit whole. 258 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 300. Is it well with the Child 1 C. BL Snbbath-School Concert Hyrnxw, 38. CHILD. 1 AH ! where is little brother gone, ^ Whom you watched over till he died ? 0 mother! can you tell me who Will tend him on the other side ? MOTHER. 2 The other side of what, my child ? Pray tell me what you mean by this; For baby's buried in the ground, And the dark grave his cradle is. < CHILD. 3 The other side of death, I mean, Where, as you told me, spirits are ; Baby was such a tiny thing, 0 mother 1 who will tend him there ? 4 Jesus will take him in his arms — I trust he's one of his forgiven — And he shall grow to be a man, And learn to talk and sing in heaven, CHILD. 5 Has Jesus taken baby home, Never to cry or die again ? Then, though I miss him every day, I will not of the Lord complain. LEE A.VEKUE COLLECTION. 259 301. The Happy New Year. P. M. •h-School Concert Hymns, 18. 1 "HEAR pastor, and teachers, and friends, -^ In behalf of our school we appear, To thank you for all your kind acts, And to wish you a happy New Year ; The Sabbath-school highly we prize ; And if its first founder were here, "We would say to the good Mr. Raikes, M We wish you a happy Xew Year." 2 A happy Xew Year to all those Who^ilways are found in their place ; Who never are tardy or dull But mind what their kind teacher says; And a happy Xew Year, if we may, To those who believe it no crime To whisper and play in the school; But they must do better next time. 3 A happy Xew Year to the young Who honor their father and mother, Who speak truthful, kind, loving word3 And never will speak any other ; And a happy Xew Year for all such As over their tongues keep no guard ; But they must remember, meanwhile, That the way of transgressors is hard. 4 A happy Xew Year to the good, Who love the dear Saviour indeed , For he has recorded his pledge To give them whatever they need ; Yes, a happy Xew Year to the good; And when they from earth pass away, They shall enter his rest, and enjoy A happy Xew Year for aye. 260 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 302. The Children at Home. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, IT. 1 TpAE, over the ocean, our teachers oft say, ■*• Dwell millions on millions who know not tip way; They bow down to idols, they ne'er saw the star That hung over Bethlehem when Jesus was there. 2 For these monthly concerts are held ; and we know That it can not be wrong for the Church to do so ; But we can not help thinking, when "hither they come, That they sometimes forget the dear children at home. 3 Far out on the prairies, and mountains of gold, The nations are gathering, in numbers untold ; And they have no Gospel, and choose to have none, Content if the Christians will let them alone. 4 For these there is prayer, and we would not say nay, But when they kneel down, with their faces that way, And think of the men who the wilderness roam; May they never forget the dear children at home. 5 Come then to our concert, nor think us too young To love the dear Saviour, or sing the new song ; Oh ! what will become of the world, by and by, If we are not called ere the old people die ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 261 & Oh ! that was a vision to quiet alarm?. When Jesus appeared, with a child in his arms! He keeps those who love him, wherever thej roam ; But he never forgets the dear children at home. 303. Strew the Sweat Flowers. P. HL Sabbath -School Concert Hymns, 6. 1 OTREW the sweet flowers on prayer's holy altar, ^ Where often the tears of entreaty were shed, For the same voice that said, " Let your faith never falter," Hath called back the wandering, and wakened Strew the sweet flowers on prayer's holy altar, Where fcftcn the tears of entreaty were shed. 2 Sing to the glory of sovereign compassion, For no arm can save but the arm of the Lord, Our fears are all hushed when the song of salvatioa Is heard from the lips of our brothers restored. Sing to the glory, &c. 3 Blest Redeemer, we pledge thee forever Our time and our talents, the detv '-j youth, Let thy spirit attend every earnest endeavor, . To live in thy love and rejoice in thy truth. Blest Redeemer, &c. 262 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 304 The Truth Maketh Free. L, 21 Sublath-School Concert Hymns, 33. 1 TRUTH we have oftentimes been told, Is none the worse for being old ; For being old ! it might be sung, For being old ! it might be sung More truly that she's always young. 2 Time plants no wrinkles on her brow— She is as youthful even now, As when, arrayed in robes of light, As when, arrayed in robes of light, She rose on chaos and old night. 3 The powers of darkness, from her birth, Have vexed and chased her round the earth; But still unharmed, she lives and shines, But still unharmed, she lives and shines, In spire of all their base designs. 4 As well might darkling owls essay, To blot from heaven the orb of day ; Truth lives — and will, eternally, Truth lives — and will, eternally ; Blest is the man whom she makes free. 305. The Song of the Infants. P. K. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 52. 1 COME call us the infants, ^ Our life just begun ; Some call us the fathers, They must be in fun ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 263 Some wish we were many, Yet others, we guess, When we're in a frolic, Most wish we were less, 2 Some say, while they call us Such wee bits of things. We're what men are made ofj The priests and the kings ; Whatever we may be, We're sure of one thing ; That you are our Shepherd, And we're here to sing. 3 We bring the bright pennies ; They're little, we know ; But, love going with them, To dollars they'll grow ; As much as this, surely, We children can see ; If there were no pennies, No dollars there'd be. Say Why 7 P. BL Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 5d. WHY is it that the little child "' Opens its sparkling eyes On its fond parents for a day, Then, plumes its wings and flies Upward, just like a tiny bird, Whose glittering wing is seen, not heard? Say why? 264 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Why lieth it upoD its bed. And suffereth awhile — Then quits its feeble hold on life. Leaving it with a smile ? Oh ! 'tis to win those parents fond, To something bright this earth beyond ; That's whv. 307. A Little While. P. M. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 69. 1 A LITTLE while, saith yonder sun, •"- And my career of light is run ; The moon sends back the sad reply, And all the stars that deck the sky — "A little while." 2 The cedars of Mount Lebanon, The mighty rivers flowing on, The teeming earth, the circling years, Upon them all this word appeal's — " A little while." 3 0 thou vain man ! who look'st abroad L^pon these mighty works of God, Canst thou from death exemption claim ? Ah ! no, the word is still the same — " A little while." 4 Child, in the Sabbath-school, though now The flush of life is on thy brow, Yet gayly, as thou passest by, Plainly the warning I descry — " A little while." LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 26ft 308. The Sabbath-School a Kefuge. P. M, Sabbat -Scliool Concert Hyuus, 65. 1 All ! the Sabbath-school's a refuge, ^ Into which the weary run ; Tis the shadow of a towering rock, Where the flocks do rest at noon ; 'Tis Where the w< hing fountains play: Oh! lead me t< 'h-schooL, Why Bhou 2 Yes. tit- g fountain, In that s\v And thv . 'er shall thirst again, If we those waters taste ; On the brink an angel sltteth, Well pleased to see us drai His eye is like the morning star — The star that Jacob e 3 And here are the trees of I Which bear all kinds of fruit, The orange and the pomegranate, Eacli varying taste to suit — And the grapes of EshcoL. hanging In clusters from the vine, Which make the lips of those that sleep, To speak in words divine. 4 Here, Love, and Faith, and Patience, And all the graces stand, To guide our erring feet and point Us to that better land ; Oh ! come then, all ye children, And all ye elders too I Come, see where the flocks do rest at noon; There's room enough for you. 266 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 309. The Boy's Wish. L.M. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 66. 1 T READ about a rnan that wore The whole world's diadem ; And thought how happy I should be, If I could rule like him ; But, in another book, I found, Written, I'm sure, for me, That one ivJto his ovOn spirit rules, Is a greater man than he. 2 I said, I'll be a greater man, And think no more of him Who striveth for the mastery, And wears a diadem ; I'll study more the better Book, Written, I'm sure, for me ; If I my passions can control, I shall a conqueror be. 310. The .Child's Reward. 7s & 6a, Sabbath-School Concert Hymna. 76. 1 f)UR good superintendent, ^ Last Sabbath I heard say, That he would give a Bible To any there that day, Who would get ten new scholars, To come to school and stay. 2 Next day I went about it As fast as I could run ; One girl's clothes were not ready, One little boy had none ; But here is little G-eorgy, He ^hall be number one. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 267 3 Next Sabbath 1*11 bring Annie, Her dress will ready be ; And I will beg a jacket For Jemmy, and you'll see How bright a little fellow Will be my number three. 4 Should little ones be wanting, I mean to a.sk the men ; And if they make exc Why, then I'll ask again ; And thus I shall keep trying, Till I've made up ray ten, 5 And when I get my Bible, I mean to read it through : And, may be, little Jemmy, Will learn to read it too; I know the Lord will love me If any good I do. 6 And if the Lord will help me, In this my time of need, And to my invitations Incline them to take heed, I will sincerely thank him, "When I my Bible read. 1 "One Thing is needful." L. M. Sabbath-School Concert Hymns, 79. ANE thing is needful in this world, ^ Above all other things — Needful for children as for men, For subjects as for kings. 268 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Needful, upon the bed of pain, When sickness lays thee there, To teach thee God's afflicting rod Submissively to bear. 3 Needful, when the great tempter comes To turn thee from the way, To give thee weapons, heart and hand, That thou may'st win the day. 4 Needful, to shed its radiance o'er Adversity's dark hour, And kindle up its beacon light On Jordan's farther shore. 5 One thing is needful — one alone. In this our mortal state — Oh ! seek it, thoughtless child, even now, Before it is too late. T 312. Song of the Mites. 6s & 5a. Sabbath- School Concert Hymns, 35. pHE mites have the blessing. The millions have naught ; Our faith thus expressing, Our gift we have brought; Had we followed love's promptings, It might have been such As to forfeit the promise By giving too much. 2 The mites have the blessing ; Oh ! when shall we learn The first G-ospel lesson, And from the world turn ; LKE AVENUE COLLECTION. 269 And leave to tho miser His golden Far better and v. : ith our blessed mites. 313. Prayer Answered. 8s&7a. Sab1: . 1 "\V EXT we forth from this place weeping, When the precious seed was sown ; Now, the Lord, his promise keeping, Brings us back, his grace to own. 2 What a harvest he has granted ! Scarce our wondering heart believes ; 3 in weakness plaDted ; He in strength has given the sheaves. ay and gladness ; • v:-d, according to his word ; Gone is ail our grief ai Fei: deferred. 4 Now. in heart and soul united, •ill tune our voice to praise; Lord, to thee our _:hted, For the remnant of our d i 5 Now that seed, so precious bearing, Once again thy word will prove ; Thou canst make the most uncaring in view of dying love. 6 Keep the flame within us burning ; Saviour, let thy kingdom come ; And may we, again returning, Bring a richer harvest home. 270 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 314. Teacher's Illness. 1. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 119. 1 TV*E thank thee, Lord, that here again, ' In health so many meet to-day : And yet, on beds of lingering pain, How many pass these hours away ! 2 And one, who loved with us to meet, And in this cherished work to aid, Is absent from the accustomed seat — Upon a bed of sickness laid. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 271 3 Behold thy smitten servant, Lord ; Send mercy in this time of need : If thou but speak the sovereign word, Disease, and pain, and deatli give heocL 4 Back to these walks of usefulness, And every precious work of faith, Restore that sufferer, in thy grace, Redeemed from sickness and from death* 5 And }ret, submissive to thy will, Our prayer is offered at thy throne : If death its errand must fulfill, Teach us to say, " Thy will be done." 6 With thine own presence fill the place That witnesses that closing strife : There let the triumphs of thy grace Surpass the highest joys of life. as. Scholar's Illness. L. M Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 119. 1 WE pray for one, who with us here, '" On Sabbaths past, was wont to come; Around whose bed, in hope and fear, Are gathered now the loved of homa 2 0 Lord ! the secrets of disease Are all within thy sovereign power ; And so thou canst, with equal ease, Send life or death at any hour. 272 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 To means for healing, do thou give The power thy blessing ever lends ; In mercy bid the sufferer live, Restored to health and anxious friends. 4 Yet, if thou otherwise ordain, And take away that fleeting breath, Oh ! give relief from torturing pain, And fitness for approaching death. 6 And, gracious Lord ! let those in health Take warning to be ready, too; Lest death's sad visit come by stealth, And every blessed hope undo. 316, " Time is Winging us Away." 7s & 6a. Plymouth Collection, SIC 1 TIME is winging us away ^ To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb. Youth and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon will be Inclosed in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb. But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above, Par beyond the world's alloy, Sure in Jesus' lova LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 273 317. " Thy Will be Done." I. M., or P. M OOVth Collectio .414. 1 u Thy will be done 1" In devious way The hurrying stream of life may run ; Yet still our grateful hearts shall * '• Thy will be done." 2 u Thy will be done." If o'er us shine A gladdening and a prosperous sun, This prayer will make it more divine — 11 Thy will be done." 3 " Thy will be done f ' Though shrouded o'er Our path with gloom, one comfort — one Is ours — to breathe, while we ad - will be done." 318. Hark ! en my Pathway. 10s. IT ARK ! on my pathway Eternity treads, ^ And quickly time must the journey close ; But Jesus the light of hope on me sheds, In him doth it centre, on him repose. 2 Since thou hast thyself, with thine holy oil Provided my lamp, kept burning the light, I shall obey without fear at thy call : Hasten, Saviour, hasten the hour of night * Xo! nothing in you can now me arrest- 0 world ! 0 time ! from henceforth I am free I Exhausted, beneath the cross is my rest, And lo ! in the vista Eternil 274 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 319« There is a Harp whose Thrilling Sound. L, 21 Plymouth Collection, 393. 1 THERE is a harp whose thrilling sound Swells through the choir of heaven above; 'Mid the blue arch the notes resound, While angels catch the song of love. 2 'Tis when beyond this vale of tears, A sainted spirit wings its way ; And pure before the throne appears In robes of bright ethereal day. 5 Hark ! the glad shout of sacred joy, In choral numbers loud and long ; Th' angel host their harps employ, And hallelujahs swell the song. 320. Oh ! Sing to me of Heaven. 8. M. New Lute ol Zion, 327. H ! sing to me of heaven, When I am called to die 1 Sing songs of holy ecstasy, To waft my soul on high. 0 2 "When cold and sluggish drops Roll off my marble brow, Burst forth in strains of joyfulness, Let heaven begin below. 3 When the last moment comes, Oh ! watch my dying face, And catch the bright, seraphic gleam Which o'er each feature plays. VUl COLLECTION. 275 4 Then to my raptured ears Let one sweet song be given; Let music charm me last oa earth, And greet me first in J f> Then re; clay :.ose I love, And sing of heaven, delightful heaven, glorious home above. L The Prodigal's Return. C. A 1 AFFLICTIONS, thou 3m severe, -^ In mercy oft are sent ; They stopped the prodigal's career, And caused him to repent. I'll die no more he cried, Xor Bl reigu lands ; My Fathei _ a supplies, And bounteous are his hands. 2 What have I gained by sin, he said, But hong ind fear ? My Father's house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. I'll die no more for bread, Jcc 3 I'll go and tell him all I've done, Fall down before his : Unworthy to be called hi3 son, I'll seek a servant's place. I'll die no more for bread, &c. 2? 6 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 His Father saw him coming back : He saw, and ran, and smiled, And threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child. I'll die no more for bread, &c. 5 "Father I've sinned, but oh! forgive!*1 Enough ! the Father said : Rejoice, my house, my son's alive, For whom I mourned as dead. I'll die no more for bread, &c 6 Now let the fatted calf be slain, And spread the news around : My son was dead, and lives again, Was lost, but now is found. I'll die no more for bread, &c 7 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, To call poor sinners home ; More than a Father's love he feels, And welcomes all that come. I\l die no more for bread, Ac. 322. The Chariot. 12fe New Lute of Zion, 333. 1 THE chariot! the chariot! the wheels roll in fire. As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire ; Lo ! self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of Godhead aw bowed. LEE AVEKUE COLLECTION. 277 2 The glory I the glory ! around him arrayed, Mighty hosts of the angels now wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there, And there ail who the palm-leaves of victory wear. 3 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead have all heard : Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred ! From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north. All the vast generations of men are come forth. The judgment ! the judgment ! the thrones are all set, Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are met! There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 5 0 mercy ! 0 mercy ! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love ! When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven. 'O. Burst, ye Emerald Gates. 7s & 6s. Hew Jjate of Zion, 383» 1 "DURST, ye emerald gates, and bring To my enraptured visi All the ecstatic joys that spring Round the bright Elysium ! Lo, we lift our longing eyes: Break, ye intervening skies, Sons of righteousness, arise! Ope the gates of paradise. 278 LEE AVENUE COLLECTiqN. 2 Floods of everlasting light Freely flash before him : Myriads, with supreme delight, Instantly adore him ; Angel trumps resound his fame: Lutes of lucid gold proclaim All the music of his name, Heaven echoing the theme. 3 Four-and-twenty elders rise From their princely station ; Shout his glorious victories, Sing the great salvation; Cast their crowns before his throne, Cry in reverential tones, Glory be to God alone, Holy ! Holy ! Holy One ! 4 Hark ! the thrilling symphonies Seem, methinks, to seize us ; Join we, too, the holy lays, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! Sweetest sound in seraphs' song, Sweetest note on mortal tongue, Swetest carol ever sung, Jesus, Jesus, flow along. 324. How Calm and Beautiful the Morn. P. M. Xew Lute of Zion, 236. 1 TTOW calm and beautiful the morn "U- That gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veiled in midnight gloom I Oh ! weep no more the Saviour slain ; The Lord is risen — He lives again, LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 279 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear Fur your departed Lord ; " Behold the place — lie is not here," The tomb is all unban The g re closed in vain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again. 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer You: reps bend, The Saviour will himself be there, Your advocate and friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain, But now in Christ ye live again. 4 How tranquil now the rising day 'Tis Jesus still appears. A risen Lord to chase away Your unbelieving fears ! Oh I weep no more your comforts slain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die ! Since He has risen who once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live attain. 3 2d. Come, let us Join our Friends Above. C. M, B :;.-=' ani Girls' Sugfag Book, 1%. 1 POME, let us join our friends above, ^ Who have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise ; 280 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Let all the saints terrestrial sing, With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of oui King, In earth and heaven, are one. 2 One family, we dwell in him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death ; One army of the living G-od, To his command we bow ; Part of the host has crossed the flood, And part is crossing now. 3 How many to their endless home This solemn moment fly! And we are ro the margin come, And we expect to die ; His militant, embodied host, "With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 326. Heavenly Anticipation. C M, Plymouth Collection, ««. 1 A MOTHER dear ! Jerusalem ! u When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end ? Thy joys, when shall I see ? 2 0 happy harbor of God's saints ! 0 sweet and pleasant soil ! In thee no sorrow can be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor '■ ~:V I 01 COLLECT 281 3 No dimly cloud overshadows thee, Nor urloom, nor darksome night ,• But every soul shines as the sun, For God himself gives light. 4 Thy walls are made of precious stone, Thy bulwarks diamond-square ; Thv gates are all of orient pearl — God! if I were there. 5 0 my sweet home ! Jerusalem ! Thy joys when shall I see ? The K;ng that sitteth on thy throne, In his feli. 6 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks inually are green, Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen. 7 Right through thv streets, with pleasing sound, The flooafof life doth flow ; And on the banks, on either side, The trees of life do grow. 8 Those trees each month yield ripened fruit: For evermore they spring ; And all the nations of the earth To thee their honors bring. 9 0 mother dear ! Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end ? Thy joys, when shall I see ? 282 LEE AVEXrE COLLECTION. 327. Heavenly Anticipation. 12s & Ha. Plymouth C 1 TTOW sweet to reflect on the joys that await me, ■^ In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet me, And lead me to mansions prepared for the 1 1 Encircled with light, and with glory enshrouded, My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded, I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, And range with delight through the Eden of love. 2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial, Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, The saints, as they flock from the regions terres- trial. In loud hallelujahs their voices will ra' Then songs to the Lamb shall reecho through heaven, My soul will respond, To Tmmanuel be given All glory, all honor, all might and dominion, Who "brought us, through grace, to the Eden of love. 3 Then hail blessed state! hail ye songsters of glory ! Ye harpers of bliss! soon I'll meet you above. And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 11 Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love ;w Though prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation, Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation Of joys that await me when freed from probation; My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of love. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 283 328. Breathing after the Spirit. C. M. Plymouth Collection, 155. 1 HOME, holy Spirit I heavenly Dove ! ^ With all thy quickening powers ; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys! Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, • And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live Ar. this poor, dying rate — Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, holy Spirit ! heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 329. But Two Ways. C. M. Boys' and Girls' SiDging Book. 1 THERE is a path that leads to God, All others go astray ; Narrow but pleasant is the road, And Christians love the way. 284 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 It leads straight through this world of sin, And dangers must be passed ; But those who boldly walk therein Will come to heaven at last. 3 While the broad road, where thousands go, Lies near, and opens fair, And many turn aside, I know, To walk with sinners there. 4 But, lest my feeble steps should slide, Or wander from thy way. Lord ! condescend to be my guide, And I shall never stray. 330. The Surrender. 8s, 7s, & - Plymouth Collection, 208. YTELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer, * Y "Welcome to this heart of mine ; Lord, I make a full surrender. Every power and thought be thine, Thine entirely, Through eternal ages thine. 331. Prayer for a Revival. 8s, 7s, Plymouth Collection, 274. 1 CAYIOUR. visit thy plantation: ^ Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again. Lord, revive us ; All our help must come from' thee. 2 Keep no longer at a distance ; Shine upon us rrom on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 285 3 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in pray Let each ant, Shun the world's bewitching snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power : Turn the stony heart to fle 3 And begin from ihis good hour To revive thv work afresh. 332. Welcome, Days of Solemn Meeting. 8s, 7s & 4. ng Book, 14}. 1 WELCOME, days of solemn meeting! ' ' Welcome, days of praise and prayer I Far from earthly scenes r In your 11 would share — Sacred seasons, In your blessings we would share. 2 Be thou near us. blessed Saviour, Still at morn and eve the same ; Give us faith that can not waver ; Kindle in us heaven's own flame — Blessed Saviour, Kindle in us heaven's own flame. 3 "When the fervent prayer is glowing, Holy Spirit, hear that prayer ; "When the song of praise is flowing, Let that song tnine impress bear — Holy Spirit, Let that song thine impress bear. 286 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 333. Charity. 8s & 7s Mnsicil Bouqt at, 149. 1 VfEEK and lowly, pure and holy, Chief among the "blessed three, * Turning sadness into gladness, Heaven-born art thou. Charity! Pity dwelleth in thy bosom, Kindness reigneth o'er thy heart, Gentle thoughts alone can sway thee, Judgment hath in thee no part. Meek and lowly, pure and holy, Chief among the "blessed three," Turning sadness into gladness, Heaven-born art thou, Charity. 2 Hoping ever, failing never, Though deceived, believing still ; Long abiding, all confiding, To thy heavenly Father's will : Never weary of well-doing, Never fearful of the end ; Claiming all mankind as brothers, Thou dost all alike befriend. Meek and lowly, &c. 334, Patience. 8s & 7s. Musical Gems, 41. 1 pATIEXCE. bright and happy spirit, -*- Sent from heaven to light the earth, Lead us onward, we would follow, Guide of high celestial birth ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 287 Thou wilt help us scale the mountains, Thou wilt help us stem the : Thou wilt give us full-blown flowers From the slowly opening bud. 2 All the starr}' hosts of heaven. Ne'er yet seen by mortal eve, Are to thy true follower given ; All that creep, or swim, or fly, All the secrets of creation. All that caves of ocean bear ; All the lore of every nation, Patience, thou dost freely share. 335. Hope. 8s & 7s. Musical Bouquet, 15L 1 MOURNER! why this fruitless sorrow t A Let me soothe thee with my lay ; Darkest night hath brightest morrow, So shall sadness pass away. Heavy is thy heart with anguish, Sorely are thy thoughts oppressed ; Mourner ! wherefore dost thou languish? I am here to give thee rest, 2 My blest mission is from heaven, Thither let thy thoughts ascend; Free thy heart from earthly leaven, Thou shalt know me as thy friend; Be thy prayers and adorations Made unto that bright abode ; I will lead thy aspirations To the temple of thy God. 288 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Oob. Prayer, Sweet Prayer. P. M. Boys' and Girls' Siujlng Book, 10. 1 lyHEN torn is the bosom with sorrow and care, Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer ; It eases, soothes, softens, subdues, yet sustains, Gives vigor to hope, and puts passion in chains; Prayer, prayer, 0 sweet prayer ! Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer. 2 When far from the friends we hold dearest we party What fond recollections still cling to the heart ; Past converse, past scenes, past enjoyments are there — How hurtfully pleasing till hallowed by prayer. Prayer, prayer, &c. 3 When pleasure would woo us from piety's arms, The syren sings sweetly or silently charms, We listen, love, loiter, are caught in the snare, In looking to Jesus we conquer by prayer. Prayer, prayer, &c. 4 While strangers to prayer we are strangers tc bliss ; Heaven pours its full streams through no medium but this ; And till we the seraph's full ecstasy share, Our chalice of joy must be guarded by prayer. Prayer, prayer, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2S* -' <- ?i? V - /-UyThI. 337. The Orphan's Prayer. P. 31 . - .-, 248. 1 I LOVE to stay where ray mot: And gaze on each star as it twinkling peeps Through that bending willow which lonely weeps O'er my mother's grave. &c. 2 I love to kneel on the green turf there. Afar from the scene of my daily - And breathe to evening pta O'er my mother's grave. &c. 3 I still remember how And knelt me by her, as with God she plead That I might be his when the clod w O'er my mother'- g 4 I love to think how 'neath the ground She slumbers in death as a captive bound — She'll slumber no more when the trump shall sound, O'er my mother's grave, &c. 290 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 338. One of our Number Taken. 8s & 7s, Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 98. 1 A^E sweet flower has drooped and faded, ^ One sweet youthful voice has fled One fair brow the grave has shaded, One dear schoolmate now is dead. 2 But we feel no thought of sadness, For our friend is happy now ; She has knelt in soul-felt gladness, Where the blessed angels bow. 3 She has gone to heaven before us, But she turns and waves Tier hand, Pointing to the glories o'er us, In that happy spirit laud. 4 May our footsteps never falter, In the path that she has trod ; May we worship at the altar Of the great and living God. 5 Lord! may angels watch above us, Keep us all from error free: May they guard, and guide, and love us, Till, like her, we go to thee. 339. Death of a Scholar. C. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 128. I "HEATH has been here, and borne away A [sister]* from our side; Just in the morning of [her]f day, As young as we [she];}: died. * Or brother. + Or his. t Or he. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 291 2 Not long ago [she] filled [her] place, And sat with us But [she] has run [her] mortal race, And never can return. 3 Perhaps our time n:; tort, Our 0 Lord I impress iu thought That this may be our 4 We can not tell who next may fall Beneath thy g rod; One must be first! — oh ! may we all Prepare to meet our God. 5 All needful help is thine to give; To thee our souls apply For grace to teach us how to live. And make us lit to die. 340. Where we oft have Met in Gladness. 8s, 7s, 4a Bradbury's S. S. Choir, 76. 1 T\~HERE we oft have met in gladness, ' ' On the holy Sabbath day, Slowly now, with tearful sadness, Each pursues his lonely way ; T^ars are falling. On this holy Sabbath day. 2 One we loved has left our number, For the dark and silent tomb — Closed [his]* eyes in deathless slumber, Faded in [his] early bloom ; Hear us. Saviour I Thou hast blest the lonely tomb. * Or her. 292 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Through its dark and narrow portal, Once they bore thee to thy rest; There a ray of light immortal, Like a sunbeam from the west, Burst the shadows, And the grave thenceforth was blest, 4 By the light that thus was given To the darkness of the tomb, By the blessed light of heaven, Gilding scenes of earthly gloom, Star of gladness ! All our night with joy illume. 5 From our circle, dearest brother, Early hast thou passed away ; But the angels say, " Another Joins our holy song to-day." Weep no longer ! Join with them the sacred lay. 341. Death of a Teacher. I. M Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 119. 1 THE voice is hushed — the gentle voice ■*■ That told us of a Saviour's love, And made our youthful hearts rejoice, In hope of heaven, our home above 2 The eye is dim — the loving eye That beamed so fondly on us here ; Sealed up m death, the auxious sigh No more bedews it with a tear. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 293 3 Bat in the land beyond the gr^ That voice will swell, in rapturous tone, Th m who died to save, And bring the weary traveller home* 4 That eve, with holy radiance bright, Shall kindle, like the stars of even, Like them shall pierce the shades of night, And sweetly shine on us from heaven, 5 That brow shall wear its glittering crown, "When sun and stars no more shall shine j When death shall lay his sceptfe down — The grave her empire shall r 6 Then let as raep as Jesus wep: — Hallowed by love each gentle sigh ; Since in the grave our Saviour slept, The Christian need not fear to die. 342 Sleeping in Jesus. C. 1L Boys' nsd Girls' Singing Book. 1 1 9. 1 A SLEEP in Jc Bed sleep, From which none ever wak A calm and undisturbed repose, the last of : e for such a slumber meet ! With holy confidence to sing That death has lost his cruel stii 3 Asleep in Jesu3 ! peaceful : Whose waking- is supremely blest no woe shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 294 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh ! for me May such a blissful refuge be ; Securely shall my ashes lie, Waiting the summons from on high, 5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee, Thy kindred and their graves may be ; But there is still a blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep. 343. Why do we Mourn Departing Friends. C. M. Bradbujy's School Singer, 164. 1 "WHY do we mourn departing friends, Y ' Or shake at death's alarm ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus send3 To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upwards too As fast as time can move ? Nor would we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our love. 3 Why should we tremble to convey • Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all his saints he blessed, And softened every bed : Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head ? LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 295 5 Thence ho arose, ascended high, And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our souls shall fly At the great risiDg day. 6 Then let the last trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise. Awake, ye nations under ground ; Ye saints, ascend the skies. 344. The Happy World. S. H. M. School Singer, 178. 1 "FRIEND after friend departs ; A Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end ! Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying none were blest. 2 There is a world above, Where parting is unknown ; A long eternity of love. Formed for the good alone ! And faith beholds the dying here, Translated to that glorious sphere I 345. There'll be no Parting there ! P. M Anniversary Hymns, 59. 1 TTERE we meet to part again, Buf when we meet on Canaan's plain, There'll be no parting there, In that bright world above, Shout ! shout the victory 1 We're on our journey home I 296 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Here we meet to part again, But when a seat in heaven we gain, There'll be, &c. 3 Here we meet to part again, But there we shall with Jesus reign. There'll be, &c. 4 Here we meet to part again, But when we join the heavenly train, There'll be, &c. 346. Farewell to a Scholar. L fit Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 150. 1 \VE offer, Lord, an humble prayer, ' * And thank thee for thy grace bestowed, In leading one beneath our care, Thus far in wisdom's pleasant road. 2 What trials to his lot may fall, What toilsome duties to fulfill, "We do not know ; but in them all, Be thou his strength and comfort still. 3 May Jesus be his constant friend, The Bible his support and stay ; And may thy Spirit, Lord, descend, To bless and guide him day by day. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 29T 7. How Pleasant thus to Dwell Below. P. BL Anniversary Hymna, 6. 1 TTOW pleasant thus to dwell below, -*"*- In fellowship of love ; And though we part, 'tis bliss to know The good shall meet above. Oh ! that will be joyful, joyful, joyful I Oh ! that will be joyful, To meet to part no more. To meet to part no more, On Canaan's happy shore, And sing the everlasting song. With those who've gone before. ^ 2 Yes, happy thought ! when we are free From earthly grief and pain. In heaven we shall each other see, And never part again. Oh ! that will be joyful ! &c. 3 The children who have loved the Lord Shall hail their teachers there ; Ajid teachers gain the rich reward Of all their toil and care. Oh I that will be joyful ! &c. 4 Then let us each, in strength divine, Still walk in wisdom's ways; That we with those we love may join In never-ending praise. Oh 1 that will be joyful 1 &c. 298 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 348. The Happy Meeting. P. M. -sary Hymns. 10. 1 TJERE we suffer grief and pain, Here we meet to part again, In heaven we part no more. Oh ! that will be joyful ! Joyful, joyful, joyful ! Oh! that will be joyful! When we meet to part no more. 2 All who love the Lord below, When they die to heaven will go, And sing with saints above. Oh ! that will be joyful ! £c. 3 IAttU children will be there. Who have sought the Lord by prayer, From every Sunday-school. Oh ! that will be joyful ! &a 4 Ttachers. too. shall meet above, And our Pastors, whom we love, Shall meet to part no more. Oh ! that will be joyful ! & I wish that I could find the pearl, 256 I would not live alway, 53 Jerusalem, my happy home 51 \d shad it ever be 209 hrist, our Lord and Saviour, 79 Jesus, he our tender Shepherd 157 Jesus died my Jesus high in* glory Jesus, in" Christian 1" ■ ISO Jesus, I my cross have taken, 105 Jesus, lover of my soul, 160 ol2 INDEX OF FIRST LIXE3 IN PART FIRST. Tau% Jesus, Lord, to thee I pray. 138 Jesus, see a little child, 136 Jesus, tender Saviour, 184 Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear us, 131 Jesus, we love to meet, 124 Jesus, who knows full well, 206 Joyfully, joyfully onward we move, 38 Joy to the world, the Lord is come, 70 Just as I am, 204 Just as thou art, 203 Let gratitude waken the song 200 Let the song of praise and gladness 199 Let us love one another, not long may we stay, 242 Let us with a gladsome mind,. 119 Let us with a joyful mind 120 Little children, Jesus calls you, 101 Little children, sweetly sing, 245 Little drops of water 136 Littie travellers Zionward, 174 Lord, a youthful band and lowly, 157 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,. . . 301 Lord, teach a sinful child to pray, 15# Lord, this night I come to own, 142 Lord, who lovest little children, 134 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 216 Make me thy child, a child of God, 156 Mary to the Saviour's tomb 129 May the £race of Christ, the Saviour, 317 Meek and lowly, pure and holy, .. 286 Mid scenes of affliction, with sorrow oppressed, 49 Mid scenes of confusion, and creature complaints, 62 Mid.^t sorrow and care . 88 Mourner, why this fruitless sorrow, jus hear his cross alone, My heavenly home is bright and fair 63 My heaven iy home is bright and fair, 172 My home is in heaven, my rest is not here, 69 Nay, I can not let thee go 207 Now be the Gospel banner, . 193 Now condescend. Almighty King, 160 Now 1 awake and see the light, 142 Now I lay me down to sleep, 141 DTDEX OF FIRST LINES IN PARI FIRST. 313 Now i9 done the time of teaching 800 Now the . leth pleading 130 Oh ! do not be discouraged 5 Ob t for i I i od. 146 O hippy land ! O happy land, 68 me, come away 11 Oh 1 came, let us sing, Oh ! come with me to the 5 Mbbath -school room, 12 Oh 1 never on this Holy Book, 47 d forth the Bible, more precious than gold, 45 ..von Oh ! there wiU be m 217 Oh! the BabbAth-scbool'a a refuge 265 Ob I tis In the land • Oh ! we love l ome," O mother 1 dear Jerusalem On a hi 41 n B8 One sweet flower ha- drooped and faded, 29 I One there is above all others 85 One thing is needful in this word . On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 52 I Head ! now wounded O thou ! from whom all goodness flows, 159 0 thou ! whose tender mercy lu an 205 Oh ! where is little broth* r «>ur Father in heaven, we hallow thy name,. 155 Our goo SOS, before he went home Our Saviour bids the children, come, 100 Our souls bv love tocetbe r knit OL ! when shall I Bee J 86 Oh ! world of glory and of biiss. 238 O welcome li^ht !.' .... IS Patience, bright and happy spirit 280 Please to watch us. blessed Saviour 300 Praise God. from whom all blessings flow, 804 Preserved by ihine almighty power c. 110 Press onward, O Zion '. the millions are ealling 24 J "Rejoice, rej ice. the promised time is comin-j. ... .... 196 to'ck of ages, cleft for me, ' °"w* 314 DTDEX OF FIRST LINES Bt PART FIRST. Pao« Sabbath-schools must have their meeting, 253 Safely through another week, 183 Save'all my children. Lord 231 Saviour, visit thy plantation, 2S4 Say whither, wandering stranger 169 See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands 75 Shepherd, while thy flock are feeding 152 Shout the tidings ot salvation, 188 Some call us the infants 262 Sow in the morn thy seed 224 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think 175 Strew the sweet flowers on prayer's holy altar, 261 Sweet is the time of spring, ." 249 Sweet is the work, my God, my King. 122 Sweetly sing, sweetly sing S9 Sweetly the'Sabbath" bell, . 7 Sweet spices they brought on their star-lighted way, Ill Take my heart, 0 Father! take it, 155 Teacher, grow not faint nor weary, 234 Teachers, here we meet together, 35 Teacher, on thy station stand 233 Tell me. Shepherd, from above 14S God for the Bible, more precious than gold, 44 The beautiful sun has forsaken the earth. 141 The Bible, the Bible, more precious than gold 40 The chariot ! the chariot'! the wheels roll in fire, 276 The flowers are preachers 250 The eye that saw me. blessed me 250 The lambs of Jesus, who are they 236 The Lord is my shepherd, he makes me repose, 115 The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian and guide, 115 The mercy of Jesus has brought us once more, 228 The mites have the blessing, 26S The morning sky is bright and clear 13 The prir ce of salvation "in triumph is riding, 194 There is a clime where Jesus reigns 55 There is a fountain filled with blood, 214 There is a friend we ought to love 77 There is a happy land, 47 There is a harp whose thrilling sound, 274 There is a land of pure delight, 65 There is a path that leads to God, 2S3 There is a spot surpassing sweet, . . 232 **^re's a song the angels" sing, 5S INDEX OP FIRST LINES IS PA11T FIRST. 315 Pag« There's not a tint that paints the rose, 117 The Sabbath bells are ringing 143 .bath morn is breaking 17 The Sabbath-school's a place of prayer, 2 The seraphs bright are hovering,. . .* 145 The Sunday-school, that blessed place 9 TheS.::. hool, 48 The voice is fa .tie voice, The world its fancied pearl may crave 952 They tell us of a city bright 5-1 This night, ere I lay down to sleep, 142 Through thy protecting care 151 Thy will be d-»ne in devious ways,. 878 Time is winging us away ". , -J 72 Tis religion that can give 207 'Tis sweet when Sabbath morn returns, 106 Tis time to go to bed 140 To-day the Saviour calls, 103 To do to others as I would 16 To Father. Son, and Holy Ghost, 304 Together let us sweetly live 1 73 To^God the Father's throne 305 To hear redemption's sacred story 22;j To him who bore the sinner's shame, 306 Toil on. teachers, toil on boldly, 826 To thee be praise forever ' 30G To thee, my G-od and Saviour, 188 To thee, O blessed Saviour! 29 To the eternal Three, 305 To the wandering and weary,. 102 To thine anointed Son, 3 '7 Truth, wo have sometimes been told, , 262 Upon the waters cast thy seed, 223 Very little things are we, 137 Wake the song of jubilee, 195 "Watchman, tell us of the night, 192 We all love one another, . 133 We are pilgrims on the earth 163 We come, we come in joyous tiain. 24 We gather, we gather, dear Jesus, to bring, 91 We have no home but heaven 50 Welcome, day of solemn meeting, 2S5 816 INDEX OP FIRST LINES IN PART FIRST. Paob We'll come, -while yet all glowing, 132 We love to go to Sabbath-school," 255 We prav for one who with us here, 271 Wo thank the Lord that here a'^ain, 275 Went we forth from (his place weeping, 209 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer, 284 We offer, Lord, an humble prayer, 296 We're a happy, hippy band, 86 We're pilgrims on our journey home, 167 We're the lambs of the flock, 96 We're travelling home to heaven above, 166 Wf will trust the gracious God 156 W» won't give up the Binle, 42 What is life, 'tis but a vapor 60 What is it shows my soul the way, 41 Whene'er I take mv walks abroad 183 When first my eyes beheld the light, 112 When for eternal worlds we steer, 56 When I can read my title clear, 61 When little Samuel woke, 147 When marshaled on the nightly plain, 71 When Sabbath's hallowed morn I meet, 230 When Sabbath's sacred morning light, 6 When shall the voice of singing, 190 When shall we meet again 312 When the morning light drives away t'-e night, 3 When the time of our earth'y sojourning is over, C4 Wken torn is the bosom with sorrow and care, 288 Where do children love to go 8 {There we oft have met in gladness, 291 While in this world we still remain 302 While the heavenly seed we're sowing, 229 Who shall sing if not the children, 32 Wh\ do we mourn departing friends, 294 Why is it that the little child, 263 Why is it that you make me piek, 255 Why should cold or stormy weather, 144 Will you come to our Sunday-school, 1 With joyful lips again we sing 25 Would you be as acjgels are, 26 fes, dear Sabbath-school, Hove thee, - 1 LEE AYENUE COLLECTION. Part Second: CONSISTING OF NEW AND POPULAR HYMNS AND SONGS. COMPILED BY JEREMIAH JOHNSON, Jr., SUPERINTENDENT OF LEE AVENUE SUNDAY SCHOOL. NEW YORK: A. S. BAR N E S e unto the Lamb forever ! Jesus Christ is our Redeemer ! Hallelujah, praise the Lord ! 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But w^e arise by grace divine, To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. Watts. 8. 9. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 11 Wh erf CM. Plymouth Collection, 320. AYEil is the soul's sincere desire, Utter' d or an •.-.- The motion of a hidden tire That trembles in the breast. 1 pi- 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, "When none but God can hear. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can t Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Pieturning from his w While angels in thei ice, And cry, " Behold, he pra] 5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air. His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 6 0 Thou by whom we come to G The Life, the Truth. I The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray. Montgomery. MY Tt'.e worth of Prayer. L. AT. Qth Collection, 216. HAT \arious hindrances we meet In coming to the mercy-seat ! 12 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken' d cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. $ Restraining prayer, we cease to fight, Piayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 "When Moses stood with arms spread wide, Success was found on Israel's side ; But when through weariness they fail'd, That moment Amalek prevail' d. 6 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And rill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath. thus vainly spent, To Heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, 41 Hear what the Lord has done for me." COWPER. ~J A The Preparation of the Heart. C. M Plymouth Collection, 140. 1 T OPtD, teach us how to pray aright, JL With reverence and with fear ; Though dust and ashes in thy sight, We may, we must draw near. LEE 1 3 2 God of all dire, wl U • Truth in the inward - deep humility ; the - Of godly A sr nee To hear tl i live ; — 1 Faith in th rifice To to fix our & 1 t. ; M§t *. i now i 11 Who the : pity For Ht5 hands and hi And all this me. Hallelujah to the Lamb, ha] lei Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. Amen. 2 How gladly does Jesus • | ardon in. To all who r» By faith in their heart Ko evil befalls them, their home is al And Jesus throws round them the arms of h;~ 3. How preci ■ i we ! 14 LEE AYENCE COLLECTION. When weak, he supports them ; when erring, he guides ; And every thing needful he kindly provides. 4 Oh, give then to Jesus Your earliest da] They only are blessed Who walk in his ways ; In life and in death he will still be your friend, For whom Jesus loves, he loves to the end. ~J O Child s Communion with Christ. C. M. Anniversary Hymna, No. 3, 3. 1 TVEAR Jesus ! ever at my side, XJ How loving must thou be To leave thy home in heaven to guard A little child like me. 2 Thy beautiful and shining face I see not. though so near ; The sweetness of thy soft low voice I am too deaf to hear. 3 I cannot feel thee touch my hand, With pressure light and mild, To check me, as my mother does Her erring little child. 4 But I have felt thee in my thoughts, Fighting with sin for me ; And when my heart loves God, I know The sweetness is from thee. 5 And when, dear Saviour ! I kneel down Morning and night to prayer, Something there is within my heart Which tells me thou art there. LEE A YEN 15 6 Yes, when I pray, thou prayest too— Thy prayer is all for me : But when 1 >!< -p. thou sleepest not, Butwatchest patiently. Fa: 13. 1 WHAT i H Pray tell to n The Gospel Ship. 0. M. I Melodies, 20. re you sailing in ? ray tell to me its name ; Our vessel is the Ark of God, And Christ our captain's name ; Then hoist every sail to catch the gale, Who long have plied the oar ; The night begins to wear away, We soon shall reach the shore. 2 And what's the port you're sailing to ? Pray tell us all straightway ; The New Jerusalem's the port, The realms of endless day ; 3 Our compass is the Sacred Word, Our anchor Blooming Hope, The Love of God the main-topsail, And Faith our cable rope ; 4 Heave out your boat. I, too. will go, If you can find me room ; There's room for you, for all the world — Make no delay to come ; 5 And are you not afraid some storm Your bark will overwhelm? We do not fear, for Christ is here, And always at the helm ; 16 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 6 We've look' d astern, through many a storm The Lord has brought us through; We're looking now ahead — and lo ! The land appears in view ; 7 The sun is up, the clouds are gone, The heavens above are clear ; A city bright appears in sight, We'll soon be round the pier ; 8 And when we all are landed safe On that Celestial Plain. Our song shall be. "Worthy the Lamb. For rebel sinners slain !" Wm. S. Edwards. 1 A. Jesvs* nh all ice forget? CM. L;n 'en Harp, 62. 1 TESUS ! thy love shall we forget, t) And never bring to mind The grace that paid our hopeless debt, And bade us pardon find ? Our sorrows and our sins were laid On thee — alone on thee ; Thy precious blood our ransom paid, Thine all the glory be. 2 Shall we thy life of grief forget, Thy fastings and thy pray< Thy locks with mountain vapors wet, To save us from despair "! 3 Gethsemane can we forget Thy struggling agony, When night lay dark on Olivet, And none to watch with thee? LEE .. < ELECTION". 17 4 Th-1 nails — the b The u let Son forsake:. 5 Life's brig .^et, Our kindre love ; But He w ho paid < debt, Our c ihall prove. 15 Long 8s. Plymouth Collection, 388. 1 1JOW tt-fli- lira 11 W l : Sweet pi reet flowers Have lost all their s* me ; The midsummer sun shines but strive in vain to look gay, But when I am happy in fl December May. 2 Content with beholding His face, My all to his pi '.ace WouM make any change in my mind: While blest with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would app And prisons would palaces proi If Jesus would dwell with me there. 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine, If thou art my sun and my e Say, why Faith, Hope, and Love. American Vocalist, 106. 1 YfTAKE, Faith, and Hope, and Love, 1 T Awake with -threefold power, To hail the blessings from above In this auspicious hour ! Praise ve the Lord, Hallelujah ! Praise ve the Lord, Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Praise ye the Lord ! 2 Wake, Faith ©f ancient time, That ask'd. and not in vain, ' Till modern Pentecost sublime Shall thrill Columbia's plain ! 3 Wake, Hope with sweeter strain, Which prophets sung before, Till God shall come from Eastern Maine To California's shore ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 41 4 Wake, Love for all our race, Till all shall nhout on earth's round face, "Ari 5 Wake. Fnlhy and B With tii. Till God's own shall prove The bright millennial R. E. LEVERING. 44 8s & 3a. Anniversary Hymns, No. 2, 19. 1 XV' HEX E'ER we m T I What's th lews? Pray, what's the order of the d What's the news Oh, I have got good news to tell ! If j - - -lone all things well, And triumph' d over death and hell — That's the news ! That's the news ! 2 The Lamh was slain on Calvary — That's the news ! That's the news ! To set a world of sinners free — That's the news the news ! Twas there his precious blood was shed, 'Twas there he bow'd his sacred head; But now he's risen from the dead — That's the nen - 8 To heaven above the Conqueror's gone, &c. He's pa-s'd triumphant to the throne, &c. And on that throne he will remain Until, as Judge, he comes again, Attended by a dazzling train, &c. 42 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 His work's reviving all around, &c. And many have redemption found, &c. And since their souls have caught the flame, They shout hosanna to his name ; And all around they spread his fame, &c. 5 The Lord has pardon' d all my sin, &c. I feel the witness now within, &c. And since he took my sins away. And taught me how to watch and pray, I'm happy now from day to day, &c. 6 And Christ the Lord can save you now, &c. Your sinful hearts he can renew, &c. This moment, if for sins you grieve, This moment, if you do believe, A full acquittal you'll receive, &C. 7 And then, if any one should say, What's the news? What's the news? Oh. tell them you've begun to pray, That's the news ! That's the news ! That you have join'd the conquering band, And now with joy at God's command, You're marching to the better land, &c. 45. What shall a man give in ex- p ir change for his soul." Pljmouth Colloction, 140. 1 TX7HAT is the thing of greatest price T T The whole creation round ? That, which was lost in Paradise, That, which in Christ is found. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 43 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath ! That keeps two worlds at strife ; Hell moves beneath to work its death ; Heaven stoops to give it life. 3 And is this treasure borne below In earthly vessels frail '! Can none its utmost value know Till rlesh and spirit fail ? 4 Then let us gather round the Cross, 3 knowledge to obtain, Not by the soul's eternal loss, But everlasting gain. Montgomery. 46 Me raj for the Chief of Sinvers. 7a. Plymouth Collection, 11*. 1 "TvEPTH of mercy ! can there be JL/ Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God his wrath fori Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 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. 3 Kindled his relentings are, Me he now delights to spare ; Cries. " How shall I give thee up?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 There for me the Saviour stands. Shows his wounds and spreads his hands ! God is love ! I know. I feel ; Jesus weeps and loves me still. 44 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 Jesus, answer from above. Is not all thy nature l< Wilt thou not the wrong; forget? Suffer me to kiss thy feet ? 6 Now incline me to repent ! Let me now my fall lament ! Now my soul's revolt deplore ! Weep, believe, and sin no more. C. Wesley. 47. " Thy people shall be my people, and „ thy God my God" Plymouth Collection, '266. 1 pEOPLE of the living God, X I have sought the world around ; Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found- 2 Now to you my spirit turns — Turns a fugitive unbless'd ; Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest. 3 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave. 4 Mine the God whom you adore ; Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can till my soul no more ; Every idol I resign. Montgomery. 48. 'I LEE AVENTE COLLECTION. 45 S. M. Plymouth Collect: on, Itt- p ; I did not love I I did not love my Shepherd's voice ; I would not be contrail" d. 2 I was a wayward chi I did not love my home ; I did not love my Father's voice ; I loved afar to roam. 3 The Sheph eep ; The Father sought his child ; They follow' d me o'er dale and hill, 0 V ild. 4 They found me nizh to death, Famish' d. and faint, and lone : They bound me with the bands of love ; They saved the wandering one. 5 I was a wandering sheep ; 1 would not be i But now I love my Shepherd's voice ; I love, I love his fold. 6 I was a wayward child ; I once preferred to roam ; But now I lov- ice, I love, I love his home. Bonar. 46 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. AC) Divine Mercy. lis. Plymouth Collection, 230. 1 H^HY mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, JL The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue ; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here ; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair : But through thy free goodness my spirits revive, And he that first made me still keeps me alive. o Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart ; Dissolved by thy goodness I fall to the ground, And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day, To the poor and the needy who knock by the way; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus' s sake. 5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell ; Its glories I'll sing and its wonders I'll tell ; 'Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree, That open'd the channel of mercies to me. 6 Great Father of mercies ! thy goodness I own, And the cov'nant of love in thy crucified Son : All praise to the Spirit, whose witness divine Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine. Whitetield. 50 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 47 8s & -School Harmonist, 156. 1 /^OMK. • and welcome ; \j All th :ne ; Joyfully we now rec To the church, your future home ; Come and welcome, come and welcome, In our hearts there yet is room. 2 Stay no longer, stay no longer, From your blessed Saviour's fold ; Come., dear youth, ye lambs of J He himself hath bid you come ; With I with his people, Join yourselves, and be at home. 3 Now accept the pledge we give you, While our hands with yours we join ; While our hearts unite together In the bonds of love divine ; Blessed Jesus, blessed Jes May we all henceforth be thine. 4 Now the vows of God are on you — Be the slaves of sin no more ; Oh, be humble, holy, faithful, 1111 the toils of life are o'er ; Then, dear brethren, then, dear sisters, May we meet on Canaan's shore ! Convert's Farcicell. P. M. Plymouth Collection, 392. 1 T? ARE WELL, dear friends. I may not stay ; I? The home I seek is far away ; 4£ LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Where Christ is not I cannot be — This land is not the land for me. This world is not my home, This world is not my home ; This world is all a wilderness — ■ This world is not my home. 2 I've found the winding path of sin A rugged path to travel in ; Beyond the chilly waves I see The land my Saviour bought for me. 3 Praise be to God, our hope on high ; The angels sing, and so will I ; Where seraphs bow and bend the knee, Oh, that's the land — the land for me. 52 They're coming Home. P. M. American Vocalist, 868. 1 T^HE day has come, the joyful day, A At last the day has come, That saints and angels joy display O'er sinners coming home. They are coming home, They are coming home, Behold them coming home ! 2 The saints of God fresh courage take, Are strong in conquering prayer ; The hosts of hell with terror shake, While God displays his power. 8 How beautiful on mountain's top The herald's feet appear ; While tidings, blessed tidings drop, The broken heart to cheer. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 49 •1 To all the region round about, The news has swiftly flown, That sinners deep in guilt have sought And found what others >purn. 53 Happy Day. P. M. MuJge's S. S. Musi: Book, *. 1 /^tOME all who would to glory go, V And leave this world of sin below, ike your sins without delay. Believe, and you shall win the day. Happy day. happy day. When Jesus washd my sins away ! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every day ; Happy day, happy da}'. When Jesus wash'd my sins away ! 2 Oh. do not longer tarry here, And live in sin and dark despair ; There is for you a better way. In which you all may win the day. 3 And if your conflicts are severe, And you have many trials here. You only need to watch and pray, And onward press to win the day. 4 In glory now the Saviour waits, And opens wide the pearly gates ; He stands and beckons you away ; Go on, and you will win the day. - 6 And when you reach the realms above. Where all is harmony and love, Then you shall join the heavenly lay. And sing and shout " I've won the day." 4 50 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. KA Come and Welcome. P. M. Anniversary Hymn Book, No. 2, 15. 1 AH, come, children, come to the Saviour to-day, \J Come, for all things are ready, oh, haste ye away. Come and welcome, come and welcome, Come and welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Come and welcome to Jesus, nor longer delay. 2 He invites you to come, to his words now attend, He calls you in love — he's the children's best Friend. Come and welcome, come and welcome, Come and welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome. Come and welcome to Jesus, the children's kind friend. 3 He died that the souls of the children might live, He lives now in glory their prayers to receive. Come and welcome, come and welcome, Come and welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Come and welcome to Jesus, repent and believe. 4 The Spirit says, "Come," his gentle vvice hear. To-day pray for pardon while Jesus is near. Come and welcome, come and welcome, Come and welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Come and welcome to Jesus, while he is so near. 55. 'H The Voice from Heaven. P. M, Waters' S. S. Music Book, 31. 1st Division of the School, or Class. ARK J a voice ! a heavenly voice ! Floating lightly, lightly by ! LEI AVK.NTi: COLLECTION. ( '4 Come to Jesus, and rejoice : Live with him on high !" 2d Dix Yea ! we come ! to Jesus come ; For our Saviour. Saviour dear, Soon will call us to his home, Free from every fear. [Repeat 1st Div. in full chorus.] Hark ! a voice ! a heavenly voice ! Singing sweetly, sweetly now : M Tis the hour to make thy choice ; Come ! to Jesus bow !" Jesus' love — worth more than gold Dug from out the richest mines — Jesus' love, like wealth untold, Hound the heart entwines. Hark ! a voice ! a heavenly voice ! Hear it ! sounding through the land : 11 Souls on earth make heaven rejoice Who for Jesus stand." Jesus ! take us in thine arms ; Suffer that we come to thee : With thy blessing, earthly harms From our path will flee. C. Hatch Smith, A.M. OU. Pilgrim Band. P. M. . i-e'a Snndny-Scbool Music Book, S3. 1 Z^tOME. little soldiers, join in our band, \J March for the kingdom, our nromis*d land ; Fearless of danger, onward we roam ; Jesus our leader is, soon we'll be home. 52 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. We're a little pilgrim band, Guided by a Saviour's hand ; Soon we'll reach our fatherland, No more to roam. 2 Hark to the voices bidding us come ! Angels rejoicing, beckon us home : No more shall sadness or sorrow oppress ; Come, little pilgrim band, there we shall rest. 3 Soon we shall never know sorrow more, But blest forever, God's love shall share; Soon we shall see him in his blest home, Ever still praising him ages to come. 5 7 . TaJce tJlV Staffi ° Pfyrim ! 6s & 5s. Beethoven Collection, 200 1 TAKE thy staff, 0 pilgrim ! X Haste ihee on thy way ; Let the morrow find thee Farther than to-day. If thou seek the city Of the Golden Street, Pause not on thy pathway, Rest not weary feet. In the heavenly journey Press with zeal along — Resting will but weary. Running make thee strong. 2 Wings that eagles carry. Rear them in their flight ; So thy burden bears thee — Surely then 'tis light ! LEE . LLECTION". 53 Haste, it hath been told thee — All things are thine own ; n tals, Stand before the throne. Here thy journey endeth, Here thy - »wn, Enter here thy mansion, Here receive thy crown ! TllLODORE TlLTON. KO " Escape to the Mountain." 12a. Plymouth Collection, 3"3. 1 THE voice of free grace cries, " Escape to the J. mountain !" For Adam's lost race Christ hath open'd a foun- tain ; For sin and uncleanness. and every transgression,. His blood flows so freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon ; We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair ; Now He calls you in mercy ; and can you forbear ? Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them ; it flows from the fountain. 3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glo- rious ; O'er sin, death, and hell He is more than victo- rious ; 54 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. With shouting proclaim it ; 0 trust in His passion ; He saves us most freely ; 0 precious salvation ! 4 When on Zion we stand, having gain'd the blest shore, With our harps in our hands, we will praise Him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, And sing of salvation forever and ever. Thorn by. 59 0\ turn ye! lis. Revirul Melodies, i8. H, turn ye, oh, turn ye ! for why will you die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh ? Now Jesus invites you ; the Spirit says, Come ; And angels are waiting to welcome you home. ■o How vain the delusion, that while you delay, Your hearts may grow better by staying away ! Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be, While streams of salvation are flowing so free. And now Christ is ready your souls to receive ; Oh, how can you question, if you will believe ? If sin is your burden, why will you not come ? 'lis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come home. LEE 5.) 4 Con. And Oh, how can v .11 you not We'll jonrney together an 60. L. M. 1 T '1 'AY. if you will hear JL N will you have this Christ, or no? We a] To the _": e it 2 Ye wandering souls, who find no i - will you be forever I Will yon I hell ? Will you with Christ in glory dwell ? 3 Come n< nth, for ruin bound, Obey the g ful sound : Come, go with us, \ The joy of Christ's redeeming I 4 Leave all your sports and glittering I Come, share with us eternal j< Or. must we leave you bound to hell ? Then, dear young friends, a long farewell ! 5 Once more we ask you. in his name, For yet his love rem will you to Mount Zi- . will yon have this Christ, or do? Kent's Collection'. 56 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 61 lH The Test. 7s. Plymouth Collection, 2ft8. ARK ! my soul, it is the Lord ! Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ! Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee, "Say. poor sinner, luv'st thou me? 2 " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights ahove ; Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 3 "Thou shall see My glory soon, When the work of faith is done — Partner of My throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?'' 4 Lord ! it is my chief complaint, That my love is still so faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore : Oh, for grace to love thee more ! Cowper. 62 The Midday Hour of Prayer. C. M. Plymouth Collection, 190. 1 TESUS. this midday hour of prayer tl We consecrate to thee; Forgetful of each earthly care, We would thy glory see. 2 We come thy presence to implore ; 0 teach us how to pray ! .Impart to us thy Spirit's power, Thy saving grace display. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 0 4 8 Baptize with energy Divine contrite soul at": 0 bow the stubborn will to thine. And give the heart of flesh. 4 Unite our hearts, unite our tongues, In lofty praise to thee. Accept the tribute of our songs, Thou Holy One in Three. Mrs. Pucece H. Brow*. 63 'F The Midday Prayer Meeting. 0. M. Anniv. -rsuy Kymns, No. 2, 1. ROM busy toil and heavy care We turn the weary mind, And in the place of noontide prayer Our sanctuary find. The midday hour, the noontide hour, It is the hour of prayer : Our souls receive renewing power, For Jesus meets us there. 2 The voice that still' d the stormy waves On distant Galilee. Speaks once again, and at the sound Retires another sea. 3 The restless waves of care and strife Obey the mighty voi Peace broods the quiet waters o'er, And all our souls rejoice. 4 These heaven-bright hours too soon are past. Gram ds greater I A place where worship never ends, Nor night succeeds to noon. Miss Hart. 58 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 64 Harvest. 7s & 6s. I Lute of Zioo. 1 TJO ! reapers of Life's Hai 11 Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to £ Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to c The golden morn is passing : Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2 Thrust in your sharpen' d sickle, And gather in the grain ; The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again. Thy Master calls for rcai And shall he call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungather'd, And waste upon the plain ? 8 Come down from hill and mountain, In morning's ruddy glow, Nor wait until the dial Points to the noon below ; And come with the strong >inew, Nor faint in heat or cold : And pause not till the evening Draws round its wealth of gold. 4 Mount up the heights of Wisdom, And crush each error low ; Keep back no words of knowdedge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mis-ion, In service of thy Lord ; And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 50 ^ 9^£fa Little Qiv&n. * r. 18!. 1 I rriJLE me and bi : L I -our heave:. Lit t. With a glad and willi Litti -hty. 2 To the d Bid them live ; Sen : . A blind, the mind ; Weak b - ig, And the 1 . itnrn - I am. 3 Give to all the dark* Tidings of a heavenly birth. Till the youth in every land Learn the Savi 3 £ t c -mm and ; v law From redemption bliss shall draw, And the hills shall ring With the praises of our King. 4 Little Givers ! come and Willing tribute while ye may. Ma: . -. though but small, Make a large (me from yon all ! Give your heart with holy love, Give your praise like that above ; 60 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Life and all to Jesus gcive, And in glory you shall live. Wm. Oland Botjkhk. 66 Plenty to Do. P. M. Anniv.rifj'y rlymrvs, No. 3, "• 1 | MAY, if I have but a mind, 1 Do good in many ways ; Plenty to do the young may find, In these our busy days. Sad would it be. though young and small, If I were of no use at all. 2 One gentle word that I may speak, Or one kind loving deed, May. though a trifle poor and weak, Prove like a tiny seed ; And who can tell what good may spring From such a very little thing ? 3 Then let me try, each day and hour, To act upon this plan, What little good is in my power, To do it while I can ; If to be useful thus I try, I may do better by and by. f\^7 u There came a certain poor widow, ^ • • and she threw in two mites, which make a farthing" Boys' and Girls' Siogiag Book, 106, 1 T ITTLE rain drops feed the rill ; Li Rills, to meet to streamlet, glide ; LEE a rlON. 61 fill ; her'd here, Gifts ind, Shall ' bounty ch That refresh a thirsty With the sea of love shall I I *race doth pour, And [lie na: E'en to earth's remotest shore. SlOOUBHST. 6Q " I ' n to lis r j, °- eraldbilib L ' * Boys' and Girls' Singing Boot, 74. 1 TTIPE not thy talent in the earth, JLL However small it be ; Its faithful use. its utmost worth. God will require of thee. His own, which He hath lent on trust, He asks of thee again ; Little or much, the claim is just. And thine excuses vain. 2 What if the little rain should p]ead. Can ne'er refresh yon thirsty mead ; I'll tarry in the sky !'' LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. What if a shining beam of noon Should in its fountain stay, Because its feeble light alone Was not enough for day ? Cutter. 69. Hoio Little Things increase. L. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 1*0. GRAIN of corn an infant's hand May plant upon an inch of land, Whence twenty stalks might spring and yield Enough to stock a little field. 2 The harvest of that field might then Be multiplied to ten times ten. Which sown thrice more could furnish bread Wherewith an army might be fed. 3 A penny is a little thing, Which e'en a poor man's child may bring Into the treasury of Heaven, And make it worth as much as seven. 4 As seven ! yea worth its weight in gold, And that increased an hundred fold, For lo ! a penny tract, if well Applied, may save a soul from hell. 6 That soul can scarce be saved alone, It must, it will its bliss make known : Come, it will cry, and you shall see, What great things God hath done for me. 6 Hundreds that joyful sound shall hear, Hear with the heart as well as ear ; And these to thousands more proclaim Salvation in the only name. Montgomery. 70. 'L LEE I Missionary Hymn for L. M. Plynicntb Collection, \2A. OILD, can a simple child Or send the b - Will this Which 'mi 3 Oh, yes ; although t. mall, And bid it swell th • _! uious tide, By thou.- . '.led. 4 Yon mighty fl< feeds the plain, Ls fed by tiny drops of rain ; And ocean's broad ui -rand Consi 5 Thus may the hildren brii Make Genti L'a King — If own'd by thai ower Which curbs the sea. and forms the shower ! Richard Huie. M. D. 71. Despise not ill j \\ thit n, 331. 1 THE day of small thi will not J. Despise, the An orphan's offering, widow's mite, C4r LEE AYENFE COLLECTION. 2 Children ! who now hosannas raise, Out of whose mouths lie perfects praise, Spare from the little you What God will own, accept, and bless. 3 Till through the - nth, the west. Gifts from the north will be so I That, in the end, earth's countless throngs Shall sing with us this song of songs : 4 " Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, Power, riches, honor, to obtain. Who loved and wash'd us in His blood, And made us kings and priests to God." Momgomery. 72 Song of the Little Builders. 7s. Little Singer, 184. 1 TITTLE builders, build away ! Jj Little builders, build to-day ! Build a temple pure and bright ; Build it up in deeds of light ! Lay the corner strong and deep, Where the lieart the truth shall keep ; Lay it with a builder's care, For the temple resteth there. 2 If you want an honored name, If you want a spotless fame. Let your words be kind and pure, And your temple shall endure : Wisdom standeth at the door — Come and see her priceless store ; Virtue gently guides your feet Where the good and holy n lion. 65 8 Set the pillars firm and sti Keep I -il your daj Let your life be lot ii Go and help v. Let fall When you hear the mourner call. 4 Li: 3, build aw - lay ; iii<.' icy and of truth. Ifaki uth. Work, ; us sing, Ever fast to virtue cling, And a temple so sublime Shall outla :me. Wm. Gland Bourne. ■^7g The MorningS P.M. Anniver* rv HyBUMj >"o. 3, 1. 1 TltUK master-1 .'eth J. His workni Each man With strange alacrity. A shout re-echoes near and far : "We build the ship — the M - ir!" 0 builders ! Go I Your wis trill, And ever him rewar Who worketh with a will. 44 With a right good will alert we are, To build the *hip — the Morning Star." 5 66 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 They come with noisy trampling, Ten thousand little feet, Each emulous to offer The tribute-money meet. All wide-awake the children are To build the ship— the Morning Star ! They bring no dingy coppers, With green and canker' d spot, But pure and precious > Or choicer gold, I wot. "The very best we have, hurrah! To build the ship — the Morning Star !" 3 Now bravely on her mission, Away the good ship goes ; Nor fears the angry billow, Nor roughest wind that blows ; For prayers go up from near and far : 11 God speed the ship— the Morning Star !" I see her streamers floating O'er Micronesian seas ; I hear a hearty welcome Sent back, upon the breeze : "All hail ! the ship that from afar Glad tidings brought — the Morning Star !' 74 Ttie Saviour Calls. P. M. 1 pHILDREN, hark! the Saviour's speaking \J To you now : Laborers is my vineyard wanting — Who will go ? 2 Who will leave the world's allurements, False as fair, T.EE AVENUE COLLECTION. 67 For the earnest toil and effort Waiting there ? o Who will Bay, as once did Samuel, am I, Waiting, Lord, to do thy pleasure Till I die ? 4 Who will give their all to Jesus, And receive Of his grace a tenfold measure While they liv< 5 And when earthly toil is ended Here below, Wear a fadeless crown of glory ; Who will go ? Sara Hamilton. 75 'F " Fading, still fading." P. M. Institute Chorus Book, 11. ADIXG. still fading, the last beam is shining, Father in heaven, the day is declining ; Safety and innocence fly with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth in the night. From the fall of the shade till the morning hells chime, Shield me from danger and save me from crime. Father have mercy, Father have mercy, Father have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord. 2 Father in heaven, oh, hear when we call, Hear for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all : Feeble and fainting we trust in thy might, In doubting and darkness thy love be our light. 68 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Let us sleep on thy breast while the night-taper burns. And wake in thy arms when the morning re- turns. tj f\ Sabbath Evening. Ts. Plymouth S. S. Collection, 37. 1 QOFTLY fade? the twilight ray U Of the holy Sabbath day ; Gently as life's setting sun, When the Christian's course is run. Holy Sabbath, softly fading, Gently as life's setting sun. 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth as daylight fades ; All things tell of calm repose, At the holy Sabbath's close. 3 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be Days of peace and joy in thee ; Till in heaven our souls repose, Where the Sabbaths ne'er shall close. rr y Searcher of Hearts. C. M. Institute Chorofl Book, ll20. 1 C EARCHER of hearts ! from mine erase U All thoughts that should not be ; And in its deep recesses trace My gratitude to thee. Hearer of prayer ! oh, guide aright Each word and act of mine ; life's battle teach me how to tight, And be the victory thine. i ion-. 69 2 Giver of a In th For shelter, rain* . I thai Father, and Son, an Th< >ne, Thou most, And let thy will be done. 78 The Family Bilk. 0. H. M - sic Book, la. 1 THIS book is all that's left me now— 1 Tears will unbidden start ; With fait" ring lip and throbbing- brow, I press it to my heart. For many generations Here is our family- ti My mother's hands this Bible clasp'd- She, dying, gave it me. 2 Ah ! well do I remember tl Whose names these ir : Who round the heartl 1 to close. After the evening prayer. And speak of what these pages said. In tones my heart would thrill ! Though they are with the silent dead, Here are they living still. 8 My father read this holy book To bi How calm was my poor mother's look, Who lean'd God's word to hear ! 70 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Her angel face, I see it yet — What thronging memories come! Again that little group is met Within the halls of home. 4 Thou truest friend man ever knew, Thy constancy I've tried ; When all were false I've found thee true, My counsellor and guide. The mines of earth no treasure give That could this volume buy ; In t e ach ing me tl live, It taught me how to die. G-. P. Morris. 79 'L Faith. C. M, Institute CLeras Book, IS. OKD, I believe ; thy power I own, Thy word I would obey ; I wander comfortless and lone, When from thy truth I stray. Lord, I believe ; but gloomy fears Sometimes bedim my sight ; I look to thee with prayers and tears, And cry for strength and light. Lord, I believe ; but thou dost know My faith is cold and weak ; Pity my frailty, and b The confidence I seek. Yes, I believe ; and only thou Canst give my soul relief ; Lord ! to thy truth my spirit bow, Help thou my unbelief. 80. LEE AVENTF. 0OIXB0TIO17. 71 Child rut. P. M. Anniv - >.':>. 2, Z. 1 T IKE mist on the mountain, ±J Like ships on th vit'tly the years Of our pi] In the grave of our fathers How soon shall we lie ! Dear children, t To the Saviour fly. 2 How sweet are the flow* rets In April and M But often the frost makes Them wither away. Like flowers you may Are you ready to (.lie ? While "yet there is room." To the Saviour fly. 3 When Samuel was young. He first knew the Lord ; He slept in his smile. And rejoiced in his word ; So most of God's children Are early brought nigh : Oh. seek him in youth — To a Saviour fly. 4 Do you ask me for pleasure ? Then lean on his breast, For there the sin-laden And weary hud rest. In the vali You will triumphing cry, 44 If this be call'd dying, '"Lis pleasant to die." R. M. M'Cheynb. 72 • LEE A.YENUE COLLECTION". 81. C. M. I Melodies, M. 1 A^E valiant soldiers of the en JL Ye happy, praying band! Though in this v land. L : us never mind the scoffs nor the frowns of 1 1 . It will only make the crown the brighter shine, When we have the crown to wear ! 2 All earthly pleasure - - ike, In Jesus' strength we'll undertake . . ssage thi S Oh ! what a glorious shout there'll be urrive at home : Our frier. And God shall 11 done!" 82. ne ? P. M. 1 TESUS ! dear name, how sound ! t) Replete with balm for every wound ; His word declares hi- s ree — Coir. sinner, come and - Come, guilty sinner, come and b Will you come ? Will you come ? 2 He left the shining courts on high, Came to our world to bleed and die ; LEE AYEXUK COLLECTION. 73 Jesus, your Lord, hung on the tree- Come, helpless sinner, come and see ; Come, guilty sinner, come and see : Will you come .' Will you come? 3 Your sins did pierce his bleeding heart, Till death had done its dreadful part ; Yet his dear love still burns to thee — Come, careless sinner, come and see ; Come, guilty sinner, come and see : Will you come ? Will you come ? 4 His blood can cleanse the foulest stain, And make the filthy leper clean ; His blood at once avail' d for me — ■ Come, anxious sinner, come and see ; Come, guilty sinner, come and see : Will you come ? Will you come ? 8 O Judgment anticipated. C. P. M. American Vocalist, 279. 1 TITIIEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt coma T T To bear thy ransom' d people home, Shall 1 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 my name should be left out, When thou for them shalt call ? 74 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 0 Lord ! prevent it by thy grace — Be thou my only hiding-place, In this the accepted day ! Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Among thy saints let me be found, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face ; Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 84. Eternity at hand. L. M. 1 "PTERNITY is just at hand ! Jlj And shall I waste my ebbing sand, And careless view departing day, And throw my, inch of time away ? 2 But an eternity there is Of endless woe, or endless bliss ? And swift as time fulfils its round, We to eternity are bound. 3 What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind ! They're gone ! but where ? — ah, pause and see I Gone to a long eternity. 4 Sinner ! canst thou forever dwell In all the fiery deeps of hell F Has death no warning sound for thee ? Oh, turn and to the Saviour flee ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 75 85. Tlle Great Meeting. P. M. 1 11/ HAT a meeting, what a meeting that will be, it What a meeting, what ameeting that will be, What a meeting tii.it will be, When our Father's face we'll see, And we all meet around God's bright throne ! '2 The Apostles, the Apostles will be there. Repeat. Free from sorrow, toil, and care, &c. 8 All Christians, all Christians will be there, Repeat And their crowns of glory wear, &c. 4 Our brethren, our brethren will be there. Repeat. Whom we here did meet in prayer. &c. 5 Our sisters, our sisters will be there, Repeat, Wrho did all our labors share, &c. 6 And Jesus will be there, will be there, Repeat. Who all our sins did bear, &c. 7 And I too. and I too will be there, Repeat. If I'm only faithful here, kc. O D. Come to J P. M 1 /^OME to Jesus, come to Jesus, \J Come to Jesus, just now ; Just now, come to Jesus, just now ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 He is able, he is able, He is able, just now ; Just now, he is able, just now ! 3 He is willing, he is willing, He is willing, just now ; Just now, he is willing, just now ! 4 Christ is knocking, Christ is knocking. Christ is knocking, just now ; Just now, Christ is knocking, just now ! 5 God is waiting, God is waiting, God is waiting, just now ; Just now, God is waiting, just now ! 87. The Beatitudes. L. iL American VcoULst, 319. 1 "DLEST are the humble souls who see _D Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state. And plead their cause against the great. LEE • 4 Blec »uls who thirst for g. Hunger and lung for right They shall I fed With living streams and iivi 5 Blest are the men whose bow< la move, A. mi melt with sympathy and love ; from Chi ill they obtain Like igain. 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling power of With endless pleasui 11 see A God of B ity. 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of brife ; They shall be call'd I b The sons of God. the God of peace. 8 Blest are the suffrers who partake Of pain and shame fi Their souls shall triumph in the Lord ; Glory and joy are their reward. 88 'C TJie Church" s Welcome, lis & 12s. Am rican Vocalist, Q61 . HILDREN of Zion ! what harp notes are stealing So soft o'er our senses, so soothingly sweet .' 'Tis the music of angels, their raptures revca That you have been brought to the Holy 0 Children of Zion ! we join in their welcome, "lis sweet to lie low in that blessed retreat. 78 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Children of Zion ! no longer in sadness, Refrain from the feast that your Saviour hath given : Come, taste of the cup of salvation with gladness, And think of the banquet still sweetei in heaven. Children of Zion ! our hearts bid you welcome To the church of the ransom' d, the kingdom of heaven. 8 Children of Zion ! we joyfully hail you Who've enter' d the fold through Jesus, the door ; While pilgrims on earth, though the foe may assail you, Press forward, and soon will the conflict be o'er. Children of Zion ! oh, welcome, thrice welcome, Till we meet where the foe shall oppress you no more. 89. The Farewell. lis. American Vocalist, 324. 1 T?AKEWELL, my dear brethren, the time U at T hand, That we must be parted from this social band ; Our several engagements now call us away, Our parting is needful and we must obey. 2 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be dis- charged, The war will be ended, your treasures enlarged ; With shouting and singing, though Jordan may roar, We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore. LEE AYEXIE COLLECTION. « 9 S Farewell, weeping mourners, with sad, broken heart. Oh, hasten to Jesus and choose the good part ; He's full of compassion and mighl His arms are extended your souls to recen 90 The Garden Hymn. C. P. M. American Vocal 1 T'HE Lord into his garden conies ; JL The spices yield a rich perfu] The lilies grow and thrive ; Refreshing showers of grace divine. From Jesus flow to every vine*, Winch make the dead revive. 2 Oh, that this dry and barren ground In springs of water may abound, A fruitful soil become ; The desert blossoms as the rose, When Jesus conquers all his foes, And makes his people one. 3 The glorious time is rolling on, The gracious work is now begun ; My soul a witness is : I taste and see the pardon free, For all mankind as well as me, Who come to Christ may live. 4 Amen, amen ! my soul replies, I'm bound to meet you in the skies, And claim my mansion there : Now here's my heart, now here's my hand, To meet you in that heavenly land Where we shall part no more. 80 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 91 ■0 The Old Ship of Zion. P. M. Americnn Vo enlist, c38. H, what ship is this that comes sailing by ? Oh, glory, hallelujah ! 'Tis the old ship of Zion, hallelujah ! 'Tis the old ship of Zion, hallelujah ! 2 And will this ship be able to carry us safe through? Oh, glory, hallelujah ! Yes, Jesus is her captain, hallelujah ! &c. 3 All her passengers will land on the bright eter- nal shore, Oh, glory, hallelujah ! And they'll shout their sufferings over, halle- lujah ! &c. 4 She has landed many thousands and will land as many more, Oh, glory, hallelujah ! She will land them over Jordan, hallelujah ! &c. 92. Jesus calls you, will you co?ne? lis. Anniversary Hymns, No. 3, 8. 1 AH, there is a river whose fresh waters flow \J O'er earth's broadest surface, a cure for all woe ; Its streams are all healing, there's life in each wave, Ohr try it and prove it, 'tis mighty to save. Jesus calls you, will you come? Jesus calls you, will you come ? Come to Jesus — come to Jesus — Jesus calls you, will you come? LEE AYENTE collection. 81 2 Oh. drink of this river, its full crystal flood Refresl . mix with the billows of strife ; This is the " Pure liiv Jesus calk B This beautiful river our boast well ma] 'Tis fresh, overflowing — and better, 'tis free! The sin-sick rejoice in this •■ . iking" tide — This rive. i nee* crucified." Jesus call • 93. Come, my Brethren. 7s & 6s. list) 34L 1 pOME. my brethren. 1- I \J For a little season. Every burden to lay by. Come and let v.s reason. What is this that casts you down? What is this that grieves yon P Speak, and let the worst be known, Speaking may relieve you. 2 Think on what your Saviour bore, In the gloomy garden ; Sweat I at every pore, To procure thy pardon. See him nail'd upon the tree, Bleeding, groaning, dying, See, he suffer' d this for thee, Therefor- be believing. 6 82 ^ LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Q/f How precious is the name. P. M America* Vocalist, 341. 1 TJOW precious is the name, JUL Brethren Ring, brethren sing — How precious is the name, brethren sing ; How precious is the name Of Christ our Paschal Lamb, Who bore our sin and shame, On the tree, en the tree — Who bore our sin and shame on the tree. 2 I've given all for Christ. He's my all. he's my all — - I've given all for Christ, he's my all ; I've given all for Christ, And my spirit cannot rest Unless he's in my bi Reigning there, reigning there — Unless he's in my breast, reigning there. 3 His easv yoke I'll bear, With" delight, with delight— His easy yoke I'll bear with delight ; His easy yoke I'll bear. And his cross I will not fear ; His name I will declare, Evermore, evermore — His name I will declare evermore. Q K Tlie Pilgrim Stranger. 8s & 7 American Vocalist, ScO. 1 WHITHER goest thou, pilgrim stranger, IT Wandering through this gloomy vale LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 83 Know'st thou it is full of da And will not thy com No ! I'm bound for the kingdom, Will you go to glory with me ? Hallelujah ! praise ye the Lord. 2 Pilgrim thou dost justly call me, Travelling through this lonely road, But no ill shall e'er befall me, While I'm blest with such a Guide. Oh, I'm bound for th«* kingdom, &c 3 Guide unseen — but still believe me, Jesus docs my steps attend ; He'll in every strait relieve He'll be with me to the end. For I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 4 Jordan's stream has nothing frightful, Though its waves look dark and drear ; Death itself will be delightful, Jesus will be with me there. For I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 96. The Happy Man. Cs & 7s. American Voc. HOW happy is the man who has chosen wis- dom s wa\ s, And measured out his span to his God in prayer and praise ! His God and his Bible are all that he desires, To holiness of heart he continually aspires. 84: LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. In poverty he's happy, for he knows he has a Friend Who never will forsake hirn till the world shall have an end. 2 He rises in the morning, with the lark he tunes his lays, And offers np a tribute to his God in prayer and praise ; And then to his labor he cheerfully repairs, In confidence believing that God will hear hi prayers. Whatever he engages in at home or abroad. His object is to honor and to glorify his God. 3 In sickness, pain, and sorrow, he never will re pine, While he is drawing nourishment from Christ th living vine : When trouble presses heavily he leans on Jesus breast, And in his precious promises he finds a quiet rest The yoke of Christ is easy, and his burden al ways light. He lives, nor is he weary till Canaan heaves ii sight. 4 'Tis thus you have his history through life fror day to day, Religion is no mystery, with him 'tis a beate way ; And when upon his pillow he lies down to die. In hope he rejoices, for he knows his God is nigh And when life's lamp is flickering, his soul o wings of love Away to realms of glory flies to reign with Chrh above. , ION. (\-j My Bible tells me so. C. M. Lee Avenue S. S. C:if-ktt, toJ. i. 80. 1 Ay HEX faint and weary with the .strife TT Temptations to o'erc I long to leave this toilsome life And lay me down at home, Then Bweetly comes this thought to me, e'er betides I know. That as my day my strength shall be — The Bible tells me so. 2 When sin brings clouds of doubt and fears To spread before my i And faith grows weak, and scarce can pierce Is to reach I My heart cries out, in trembling tones, Oh, whither shall I go? "Come unto me. ye weary ones!" My Saviour tells me so. 3 Yes, I will come, I'll trust the Lord The rength to give ; Oh. let me never doubt thy word, I'll trust thee while I live. And when I lay me down to die, I need not fear to go, I have a home beyond the skies — My Bible tells me so. 98. Kind Words can never die. P. M Lee Avenue S.' S. Casket, roL i. 94. KIND words can never die! Heaven gave them birth ; Wing'd with a smile they fly All o'er the earth. 86 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Kind words the angels brought, Kind words our Saviour taught ; Sweet melodies of thought — Who knows their worth ? Kind words can never die, &c 2 Kind deeds can never die ! Though weak and small, From his bright throne on high God sees them all ; He doth reward with love, All those who faithful prove ; Round them where'er they move, Rich blessings fall. Kind deeds can never die, &c 3 God's word can never die ! Though fallen man Oft dares its truth deny — Dares it in vain. God's word alone is pure ; His promises are sure ; Trust him, and rest secure, Heaven you shall gain. God's word can never die, &c. 4 Our souls can never die ! God's word we trust ; He to our bodies said, 11 Dust uuto dust." Saviour, our souls prepare, Thy happy home to share ; Us to thy mansions bear, When life is past. Our souls can never die, &c. 19. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 87 're happy P. M. U nric Book, il. 1 / \H. we are happy now. dear mother, v/ Our home's amid the flowi I lephyrs from the throne oi borne in fragrant showers. Would we come back, dear mother, I Leave our glorious home \ Oh. I I >ve you d m heaven we would not roam. N ! no ! no ! For though we love you dearly. From heaven we would not roam. 2 We bask in glorious sunlight, mother, Of a brighter world than thine, And the soft perfume of the angel's voice Is borne noun the wind. Would we come back, dear mother, And leave our glorious home \ Oh. though we love you dearly. From heaven we would not roam. No, no, no. kc. 8 Your world is very fair, dear mother, With its sunny hills and dales ; But ours is fairer, fair. Its beauty never pales. Then why. oh why. dear mother, Should we leave our glorious home? Oh. though we love you dearly, From heaven we would not roam. No. no, no, &c. 88 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. X (JO. Oh! won't you love my Jesus? 7s & 63 1 AH, won't you love my Jesus? \J He's close beside me now — And while the cold, cold death-drops Are gath'ring on my brow, His hand, so soft and gentle, Will wipe them all away. How will you die, dear uncle, Without this only stay ? 2 Then won't you love my Jesus, Who died for love of you ? And can you slight such kindness, Reject a friend so true ? I see him now all gleaming With countless rays of light ; A crown upon his forehead, Bedeck' d with gems so bright. 3 What ! will you love my Jesus? Speak ! do I hear aright ? Mamma ! — Papa ! — blest Saviour ! How happy ! oh. how bright ! I'll linger now no longer, For all so dear are thine, Come quickly — come, my Jesus — Yes, mine — forever mine ! Note. — Little Bessie's uncle, who was a skeptic, sat watc frig at her bedsii'e one eveninsr, and just before she died, b raised herself up in bed and said, "Dear uncle, won't you lo my Jesus? so when you come to die. he will love and ta you to himself a.s he now does rae," and sank back n Jesus1 arms. The incident led to the conversion of her unc LEE A YEN' rTOHT. 89 101. Nothing lost ~by giving. 7s & Gs. 1 WHAT ever lost by gii If The sky pours down its rain, freshing all things While mists rise up a 2 Go rob the sparkling fountain, I drain its I Ming mountain Will fill its chalice i 3 Who ev< wing Though all our hearts we pour, Still other spirits moving, To pay our love with more. 4 And was there ever bles That did not turn A double | ssiogi The blesser being1 bl< 102. "Inasmuch as ye have done it one of the hast of these, CM. ye have done it Church M.-loiies, 146. 1 YITHO 18 thy neighbor ? he whom thou IT Hast power to aid or bing heart or burning brow Thy soothing hand may ; i 2 Thy neighbor 1 "tis the fainting poor, Whose eye with lim ; Oh. enter thou his humble With aid and peace for him. 90 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Thy neighbor ? he who drinks the cup When sorrow drowns the brim ; With words of hi Lning hope, Go thou, and comfort him. 4 Thy neighbor ? 'tis the weary slave Fetter'd in mind and limb ; He hath no hope this side the grave ; Go thou, and ransom him. 5 Thy neighbor ? pass no mourner by ; Perhaps thou canst redeem A breaking heart from misery ; Go, share thy lot with him. Peabodt. 10 Q The Widow and the Fatherless. P. M. O. Br.iribary's Jubilee, 24. 1 1I7HEX the cry of the fatherless child is heard W From his poor and lonely dwelling, Let thy heart by his wailing complaint be stirr'd, By his voice of sorrow telling. 2 Go and bind up the woes of the widow's breast, Burst the clouds that gather round her ; Go and show her that where she had hoped it least Hath mercy's angel found her. 3 When she sits by the side of her fading coals, And her babes are round her quaking, Let her share in the bounty that o'er thee rolls, And soothe thou her bosom's aching. 4 Oh, prepare thou a balm for the orphan's grief, Go and cheer them in their sad For the hungry and naked provide relief, For the weeping, songs of gladness. 01 i A A Mesriah, tl ■ 1 yiOX. the marvell Li birth, lling, He nth. ' . i g : 2 Tell how bo cometh, from nation to nation ; The heart-cheering nth echo and ; How free to the faith:" at ion, crown' d. 'S Mortals, your homage he gratefully And sweet let the gladsome Ye angels, the full hallelujah be sir, One choi earth and skies. 1 Au Behold, thy 1' h unto thee. lis. Flymor.th Colk-eticr. . 1 T\AUGHTLR of Zion. awake from thy sa Y) Awake, for thy foes shall opprei moi Bright o'er thy hills dawns the Day-star of Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that sub- dued them. And scatter' d their legions, was mightier far ; 92 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. They fled like the chaff from the scourge pursued them ; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 3 Daughter of Zion* the Pow. I thee. ExtollM with the harp and the timbrel should Shout, for the ioc is destroy' d that enslaved I The oppressor is vanquish'd, a FlTZGKRAJLD'a C 1 C\f\ ^ome\ toke mV hand, (live y Bffssic Book, 61. 1 T ET us all. both old ai ±J Every day grow . . Happy let us go Through our path below. Come, take my hand, give yours to me, And faithful we will try to be, And then. we' 11 all rejoice, rejoice, And then we'll all rejoice. 2 We will love our parents dear, Serve, obey, and honor : Ne'er will them deceive. Nor their bosoms gri 3 Let us one and all eng a That like frierj hers We in peace will And our foes foi _ 4 Let us ne'er do wilful wrong. Howsoever tempted. But in word Love and serve the Lord. 107. LEE AVEXTE COLLECTION. 93 Anniversary Hymn. P. M. 1 WHAT means this youthful gathering ? 1 1 Some stranger heart might say ; What mean these floating bann And all this bright array ? An echo answers from the throng — •• "We've come to sing our festal song." 2 We celebrate with gladn< This day of happy cheer ; Each heart is free from sadness, When its bright rays appear ; Oh ! list the echo from the throng — •• We've come to sing our festal song." 3 The Sabbath-school has taught us That we should never spurn The message Jesus brought us, But to its precepts turn. Still echo answers from the throng — " We've come to sing our festal song." 4 To-day we come with singing, And holy anthems raise ; Our loud hosannas bringing. In notes of sweetest praise : United joy pervades the throng. And heaven re-echoes back the song. i AO Sunday- School Gathering. P. M. Anniversary Hymns, 3, 14. 1 HPHE Sunday-school army has gather' d once JL more, Its numbers are greater than ever before ; 94 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Its banners are spread and shall never be furl'd, Till the Prince of Salvation has conquer' d the world. Sing, sing ! for the army is on its bright way To the homes of the blest and the mansions of day ! 2 We fight against evil and battle with wrong ; Our sword is the Bible, both trusty and strong ; Our watchword is Prayer, and Faith is our shield, And never, no. never, to our foes will we yield. 3 In the midst of our conflicts, we'll think of our Lord, Who died on the cross, and from death was re- stored, To save us from sin, and to give us a place With the angels who always behold his bright face. 4 To Jesus, our captain, hosannas we raise, And join with our teachers in singing his praise : His soldiers we are, and his soldiers we'll be, Till we lav down our armor, and death sets us free. E. S. Porter, D. D. 109 We meet again. 7s & 6s. Juvenile Psalmodist, 94. 1 1\TE meet again in gladness, t I And thankful voices raise ; To God, our heavenly Father, We'll tune our grateful praise : 'Tis his kind hand that kept us Through all the changing year ; His love it is that brings us Again to worship here. ELECTION. ik him for the Sabbath, Th: - • ible, For Sabbai To guide us in the pathway That Leads to joys in heai 3 We'll thank him for our country, nod ; For liberty of conscience, An 1 right to worship God. 0 Lord ! our heavenly Father, ' we bring, And tune our hearts and v glorious name to 4 Soon may thy gracious sceptre hind, And all as willing sul Submit to thy command. Send forth the gospel tidings, And When e I nation Shall own -way. 110. Anniversary Song, P. M i S. S. Music Book, 13. 1 TlAYS, and weeks, and months, returning, \J Bear us gently down life's way ; Still tii . are learning, With each anniv . i t won't be long, We'll anchor by and by. 96 LEE AYENUE COLLECTION-. 2 Glad our hearts, and glad our voices, Joy controls the basting hour ; None so sad but he rejoices 'Neath to-day's controlling power. 3 Glad for classmates, and for teachers Guiding us with gentle rule ; Glad for all the gifts that reach us, Through our own loved Sabbath- school. 4 Yet though glad, we'll still remember What the moments always say ; Life must have its cold December, Just as surely as its May. 5 Let us not forget the meaning Days like thee forever wear ; One more field has had its gleaning, One more sheaf our arms should bear. 111. Gladly, Brothers, gladly. P. M. Waters' S. S. Music Book, £8. GLADLY, brothers, gladly Wake the joyous strain ; Sing the praise of Jesus, Once for sinners slain. Praise him, ever singing Sweetest melody. Saviour, own our offering, Lead us unto thee : And thus in youth's bright morning, Our joy shall ever be, Praising, ever singing Sweetest melody. i ION. i>7 2 Sweetly, nstei - Tell How he suffer' d — languish'*] — re. 3 Come, ye infant v« ' Saviour's pra Lei the love of Jesua Prompt your earliest lays. 4 Sweet it is to praise him, iter far to love ; Be ye then in earnest. Seeking him al 112 ve to sihg together. P. M. ." 3. S. Mudc Book, SO. 1 "\\7*E love to sin? together, T T Our hearts and voices one ; To praise our heavenly Father And his eternal Son. We love, we love, we love, we love, We I i together : We love. we love, we love, we love, We love to sing together. 2 We love to pray together To Jesus on his throne. And ask that he will ever Accl: - own. 3 We love to read together The word < f saving truth, Whose light is shining ever To guide our early youth. 7 98 LEE ATEXUE COLLECTION. 4 We love to be together Upon the Sabbath-day, And strive to help each other Along the heavenly way. 5 We hope to be together Within that world of light, Where Jesus reigns forever, And all his friends unite. 6 Then let us sing together Our hearts and voices one ; And pray to God our Father To save us through his Son. E. S. Porter, D.D. 113. The Bells of Holy Sabbath. P. M. Anniversary Hymns, No. 3, 8. 1 TT ARK ! the bells of holy Sabbath ! XI Hear their ringing soft and clear ! While their solemn, sacred music Sounds so sweetly to the ear ; He?*r their sweet, persuasive summons, Recalling now God's high behest : Six days shalt thou have for labor, On the seventh thou shalt rest. 2 While the tools of weary workmen, Lying all unheeded now — Far from toil his arm is ceasing, Happy smiles play on his brow, As he hears the church-bells ringing, Blessing with tears the high behest : Six days shalt thou have for labor, Oi> the seventh thou shalt rest. LEE .WKNi'i; COLLECTION. 90 3 Human hearts, ev'n if they're sinful, Now a purer impulse swells. As they feel the soothing cadence, Of those sweetly echoing hells : For their music, calm, but earnest, Echo dee]* within the breast : Six days shalt thou have for labor, On the seventh thou shalt rest. 4 What a blessing is the Sabbath. With its sweetly chiming bells! Spirits pure, of deep devotion. In their calm vibration dwells. Then the weary onu's reminded Of Jehovah's high behest : Six days only shalt thou labor, On the seventh thou shalt rest. 114. Dialogue Song. 7s. Scholars. 1 TEACHERS, tell us why you toil, JL Why on us your hours bestow ? Teachers. Children, 'tis to us a joy, You the way of life to show. 2 Does no other cause induce — Is our good your only aim ? Children, for your souls we toil, And the blest Redeemer's name. 3 Little fruits your efforts crown, Yet, dear teachers, labor on. 100 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. God, dispensing showers around, May refresh our barren ground. 4 May we all, our teachers dear, Recompense your pious care. Children, now for heaven prepare ; May we reign together there. Scholais and Teachers. 5 Taught and teachers would unite Their warm tribute with delight, For our Superintendent now At the throne of grace we bow. There our fervent prayer ascends For rich blessings on our friends ; Safe in (Jod may all abide — Sweet the refuge there to hide. 115 Honor to our Sunday -School. 7s & Os. Mu.lge'a S. S. Music Book, SO. 1 A LL honor to. our Sunday-school, xL Blest be its name for aye ; It is our glory and our pride, And shall be till we die. It teaches us the way of life. How death's broad road to shftn, And promises a crown of light To every faithful one. All honor to our Sunday-school1, &c. 2 Its spacious doors stand open wide To take each wanderer in, And by kind words and loving hearts, To win them back from sin. 101 And every friendless, homeless child, That to it- It welcomes with a brother* s love, And finds for them a home. 3 It feeds the hungry, start ["hat daily cry for iood. And clothes the naked, shivering child, With garments warm and g It soothes the restless coach of pain, With words of cheer and love ; And when all earthly comforts fail. Points to the Friend above. 4 It stands beside the bed of death, "When other friend there's none. To dry the sorrowing- orphan's tear. And calm the widow's moan. And when all earthly help is vain. When death has closed the scene, It gently bears the sleeping dust To rest in l< Evergreens." Saba Hamilton. 116. For C ^ -»# tlu Plymouth Colh tion, 33©. 1 OHE loved her Saviour, and to him O Her costliest pre _ lit ; To crown his head, 01 one, No gift too rare she thought. 2 So let the Saviour be adored. And not the poor des] Give to the hnni yonr hoard, But all, give all to Christ. 102 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Go. clothe the naked, lead the blind, Give to the weary r For sorrow's children comfort find, And help for all distn 4 But give to Christ alone thy heart, Thy faith, thy I Then for his sake thine alms impart. And bo give all to him. Ch. Mirror. 117 'E Labor on, wait in hope. 8s & 5s, Plymouth Collection, 339. VERY day hath toil and trouble. Every heart hath care ; Meekly bear thine own full measure, And thy brother's share. Fear not. shrink not, though the burden Heavy to thee prove : God shall fill thy mouth with gladness, And thy heart with love. 2 Patiently enduring, ever Let thy spirit he Bound, by links that cannot sever, To humanity. Labor, wait ! thy Master perish' d Ere his task was done : Count not lost thy fleeting moments — Life hath but begun. 3 Labor, wait ! though midnight shadows Gather round thee here, And the storm above thee lowering Fill thy heart with fear — LEE UXBCTION. Wait in hope! the morning dawneth When th And a peaceful i thee When thy work is done. [LIT. 118. •I' Tin . AT ring shall we I Ai thine irts, the pure unsullied spring, By the me] Sympathy, at whose coni Sorrow leaves the wounded bre 2 Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, feed the poor ; Love, embracing all our kind : Charity, with libera] store : — Teach us. 0 thou heavenly King, Thus to show our grateful mind. Thus the accepted offering 1 Love to thee and all mankind. J. Taylor. I 19. " Weep with them that weep." 0. M. 1 T ORD. may our sympathizing breasts Jj The generous pleasure know. Kindly to share in others' joys, And weep for others' woe ! 104 ELECTION. 2 Where'er the helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts, their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 3 Thus may the sacred law of love Through all our actions shine, And force a so-rnng world to own The Christian name divine. 1 QA "For ye have the 'poor always n -,f xZ/vA with your UM- 1 T ORD. lead the way the Saviour went, JJ By lane and cell obscure. And let our treasures still be spent. Like his, upon the poor. 2 Like him. through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the' world's sad weight, We. in their gloomy loneliness, Would seek the desolate. 3 For thou hast Me by side In this wide world of ill ; And that thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. 4 Small are the offerings we can make ; Yet thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They lose not their reward. Croswell. ion. 105 Go, labor L. M. 121. 1/^0, labor on ; spend and be spent. — \J Thy joy to do the Father's wili : It is the way the Master went ; Should not the servant tread it still ? 2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for na1: Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain : Men hoed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; The Master praises, — what are men ? o Go, labor on ; enough, while here, If he shall pin: iie deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer : No toil for him shall be in vain. 4 Toil on. and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal : " Behold, I come!" BONAB. 122. " Go, labor on." L. M. 1 C\0, labor on ; your hands are weak, VJ Your knees are faint, your soul cast down ; Yet falter not ; the prize you s Is near — a kingdom and a crown ! 2 Go, labor on. while it is day : The world's dark night is hastening on : Speed, speed thy work — cast sloth away ! It is not thus that souls are won. 106 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Men die in darkness at your side, Without a hope to cheer the tomb ; Take up the torch and wave it wide — The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. 4 Toil on— faint not — keep watch and pray ! Be wise the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway ; Compel the wanderer to come in. Bonar. QQ ThinJc gently of the erring one. C. M. Plymouth Collection, S36. 1 npHINK gently of the erring one ! X Oh. let us not forget. However darkly stain' d by sin, He is our brother yet ! 2 Heir of the same inheritance, Child of the self-same God. He hath but stumbled in the path We have in weakness trod. 3 Speak gently to the erring ones ! We yet may lead them back. With holy words, and tones of love, From misery's thorny track. 4 Forget not. brother, thou hast sinn'd And sinful yet may'st be ; Deal gently with the erring heart, As God hath dealt with thee. Miss Fletcher. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 107 I 9 A. Speak gently, 0. M. Plymouth Collection, 3S4. 1 (J PEAK gently— it is bettor far O To rule by love than fear ; Speak gently— let no harsh word mar The good we may do here. 2 Speak gently to the young — for they Will have enough to bear ; Pass through The world as best they may, "lis full of anxious care. 3 Speak gently to the aged one, Grieve not the careworn heart ; The sands of like are nearly run, Let them in peace depart. 4 Speak gently to the erring ones — They must have toil'd in vain ; Perchance unkindness made them so; Oh, win them back again ! 5 Speak gently — 'tis a little thing, Dropp'd in the heart's deep well ; The good, the joy, that it may bring. Eternity shall tell. Dates. 125 Chide mildly the erring. 6s & 5s. Plymouth S.-il bi.tb-Scbool Collection, 11 1 pHIDE mildly the erring— \J Kind language endears ; Grief follows the sinful — Add nut to their tears : 108 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Avoid with reproaches Fresh pain to bestow ; The heart which is stricken Needs never a blow. 2 Chide mildly the erring ; Jeer not at their fall ; If strength were but human, How weakly were all ! What marvel that footsteps Should wander astray, When tempests so shadow Life's wearisome way ? 3 Chide mildly the erring ; Entreat them with care ; Their natures are mortal — They need not despair : We all have some frailty, We all are unwise ; The grace which redeems us Must shine from the skies. 1 OA Say a hind word when you can. P. M. Institute Cionis Boob, 1S4. 1 TT7HAT were life without some one to cheer us, T i With a word or a smile in our way — A friend who is faithfully near us, And heeds not what others may say ? The bravest of spirits have often, Half fail'd in the race that they ran, For a kind word, life's hardships to soften ; So say a kind word when you can LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. lr,0 .' Tir ' :.' rest : Bat I ining, ft and plan, W, word would help in attaining ;, idnd word when you can. o Oh ! Bv a kind word, then, whenever 'Twit make the heai t tnd glad ; But chiefly — forget it, oh. never — To i For there '.- So begin, if yon have not 1 And never in life be To sav a kind word when vou can. 127. " I press towards the tn 1 mart." 1 T)REAST the wave, Christian, when it is X) Btrong Watch for day. Christian, when night Onward and onward still he thine endeav The rest that rernaineth, endureth forever. 2 Fight the fight. Christian, Run the race, Christian, heaven He who hath promised faltereth never ; Ob, trust in the love that endureth forever. S Lift the eye, Christian, just as it closeth : Raise the heart, Christian, ere it reposeth ; 110 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Nothing thy soul from the Saviour shall sever ; Soon shalt thou mount upward to praise him forever. 128. Th€ SPirit °Ja little ChiU' C' M* 1 FATHER, I know that all my life Jl Is portion' d out for me ; The changes that will surely come I do not fear to see ; I ask thee for a present mind, Intent on pleasing thee. 2 I ask thee for a thoughtful lcve, Through constant watching wise, To meet the glad with joyful smiles, And wipe the weeping eyes ; A heart at leisure from itself, To soothe and sympathize. 3 I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, That seeks for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know ; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go. 4 Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate. I have a fellowship with hearts To keep and cultivate ; A work of lowly love to do For him on whom I wait. 6 I ask thee for the daily strength, To none that ask denied, LEE AYENCE COLLECTION. Ill A mind to blend with outward life, While keeping at thy Content to fill a lit: If thou be glorirj t And if some things 1 Among my bl< 1<1 the more With grateful 1< ■• More careful — n I ihee much, But please thee perfectly. Anna L. Waring 129. •S Soon and forever with 11 f 10 n\ • j. IIS cv 1 j:. 00X — soon and forever our union shall be perfect, our glorious Redeemer, in thee; The sins and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, Its pangs and its partings remember' d no more : When life cannot fail, and when death cannot sever. Then Christians with Christ shall be — soon and fo lever. 2 Yes, soon and forever, we'll see as we're seen. And learn the deep meaning of things that have been ; Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, — A glorious to-morrow is brightening and near ; When — blessed reward of each faithful endeav- or !— True Christians with Christ shall be— soon and forever ! J. B. Moxsell. 112 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 130. "We walk by faith, not oy sight" L.M. E did not see thee lifted high, When men thy sacred body slew. Nor heard thy meek, imploring cry : '•Forgive, they know not what they do!" Yet we believe the deed was done Which shook the earth and veil'd the sun. 2 We stood not by the empty tomb Where, Lord, thy sacred body lay, Nor sat within that upper room, Nor met thee in the open way : But wre believe that angels said, " Why seek the living with the dead?" S We did not mark the chosen few, When thou didst through the clouds ascend, First lift to heaven their wondering view, Then to the earth all prostrate bend : Yet we believe that mortal eyes Beheld that journey to the skies. 4 And now that thou dost reign on high, And thence thy waiting people bless ; No ray of glory from the sky Doth shine upon our wilderness : But we believe thy faithful word, And trust in our redeeming Lord. 131 1 \YK LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 113 The Eden above. RE bound for the land i And the holy, . home of the happy, the kingdom of love, Ye v. om God in the bi folly, Oli say. will you go to the Eden abo Will you go, will you Oh say. will you go to the E Len above ? 2 In that blessed land, neitfa uor anguish Can breathe in the fields where the glorified rove : Ye heart-burden" d ones who in misery languish, Oh say, will you go to the Eden aboi : fraud, nor deceit, nor the hand of oppr- Can injure the dwellers in that holy grove : ide of tran Oh say, will you go to the Eden abo 4 No poverty there — no, the saints are all wealthy, The heirs of his glory whose nature is love ; Nor sickness can reach them — that country is healthy : Oh say, will you go to the Eden above ? 5 Each saint has a mansion prepared and all fur- nish'd, Ere from this clay house he is summon' d to mov< Its gates and its towera wi burnish' d ; Oh say, will you go to tb 114 LEE AYENTJE COLLECTION. 6 March on, happy pilgrims! that land is before you, And soon its ten thousand delights we will prove : Yes, soon we shall walk o'er the hills of bright glory, And drink the pure joys of the Eden above. 7 And yet, guilty sinner, we would not forsake thee, We halt yet a moment as onward we move ; Oh come to thy Lord — in his arms he will take thee, And bear thee along to the Eden above. 8 Methinks thou art now in thy wretchedness say- ing, Oh, who can this guilt from my conscience re- move ? No other but Jesus : then come to him praying, Prepare me, 0 Lord, for the Eden above. 190 We're going Home. P. M. Revival Melodies, 8. 1 YJTE'RE going home, we've had visions bright, T V Of that holy land, that world of light, Where the long dark night of time is past, And the morn of eternity dawns at last ; Where the weary saint no more shall roam, But dwell in a happy, peaceful home ; Where the brow with sparkling gems is crown' d, And the waves of bliss are flowing around. 2 We're going home, we soon shall be Where the sky is clear and all are free ; 115 Where the victor's gong . in, ■lis down its brilliant . And beams on a world that is fair ... Where stars, once dimm'd at natur< s doom, Will ever shine o'er the new earth bl '6 Where the tears and sighs which here Arc I for the gladsome re the beauteous forms led well by a hand divine ; Where the banner of love and friendship's wand •raving above that princely band, And the glory of God, like a boundles - Will cheer that immortal company. 4 'Mid the ransom'd throng, 'mid the sea of 'Mid the holy city's gorgi 'Mid the verdant plains, 'mid angel's cheer, 'Mid the saints that around the throne aj . re the Conquer-. kited on the ambrosial air ; Thro "..all prove The depth of a Saviour's matchless love. 133. A Home in Glory. 8s & 7s. Waters' S. S. Music Book, 8. 1 { LTITLE longer h< A. And we'll go home to gl Where joy supreme we all shall i. In yon bright world of gl Glory, halleluiah — A home we'll have in Parr. Oh, glory, halleluiah ! 116 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 We hope to meet our brethren there, In heaven, our home of glory, Who oft have joind with us in prayer, And praise of God, in glory. 3 Come, fellow-sinners, flee for life, There's room tor you in glory ; Forsake your sins, and come to Christ. And rind a home in glory. 134 'I I have a Father. V. M. Anniversary Hymns, Xo. 3, i. HAVE a Father in the promised land, My Father calls me, 1 must go, To meet him in the promised land. I'll away, I'll away to the promised land, My Father calls me. I must go, To meet him in the promised land. 2 I have a Saviour in the promised land, My Saviour calls. I must go, To meet him in the promised land, iCtc. 3 I have a crown in the promised land, WThen Jesus calls me. I nan To wear it in the promised land. &c. 4 I hope to meet you in the promised land, At Jesus' feet a joyous band : We'll praise him in the promised land, &c. 135 1 II LEE A 1 i 7 r. m. -ury Hymn*, No. S, If. Here as a pilgrim I wander alone, Yet 1 I look forward to that glorious day When si!i w .shall vani My heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say, 2 Here are afflictions and trials severe, Her'- Here I must part with t; I hold dear, Yet I am I Sweet is the pi ord : Blessed are th ire died in the Lord, ley have been call'd to reoei ward, There, there is rest ! there is i 3 Tliis world of cares is a wilderness state. Here is no rest, her-- i Hear I must bear from the world all its hate, Yet I am blest, yet I Soon shall I be from the wicked rele . Soon shall the weary forever be Soon shall I lean upoi re, there is rest ! thei 136. *0 '• Xok is our Sahatii than when we believed" XE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and S.JL 118 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". Nearer my parting hour am I Than e'er I was before. 2 Nearer my Father's house Where many mansions be ; Nearer the throne where Jesus reigns,- Nearer the crystal sea ; 3 Nearer my going home, Laying my burden down, Leaving my cross of heavy grief, Wearing my starry crown. 4 Nearer that hidden stream Winding through shades of night. Boiling its cold dark waves between Me and the world of light. 5 Jesus ! to thee I cling : Strengthen my arm of faith ; Stay near me while my wayworn feet Pass through the stream of death. 137. Ziorts Pilgrim. P. M 1 T)ILGRIMS we are, to Canaan bound, JL Our journey lies along this road ; This wilderness we travel round, To reach the city of our God. 0 happy pilgrims, spotless fair, What makes your robes so white appear? Our robes are wash'd in Jesus' blood, And we are travelling home to God. 2 A few more days, or weeks, or years, In this dark desert to complain ; A few more sighs, a few more tears, And we shall bid adieu to pain. J 19 1 *>S L M 1 TESTS, my all to 1 cJ He whom I fix m; His I . and I'll pi The narrow way, till him I view. •Jesus \vh<> died on the < r you. he died for me. He died to i Oh ! who's like died on th 2 The way the holy prophets went, ad that I< , The i\ away of h< I'll go, tor all his \ i 3 This is the way I long ha And mourn'd because I found i: My grief a burden long Because I was not saved from sin. 4 The more I strove ag I felt its v. Till late I heard my Saviour me hither, soul, I am the way I" 5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee, wh Nothing but sin have Nothing but love shall I re 6 Then will I tell to sinners row What a dear Saviour I h;v I'll point to thy redeeming And .v NICK. 120 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION 139 ■w Home at last. P. M. Anniversary Hymns, N<». 3, 15. E live as pilgrims and strangers below, We're homeward bound ; Though often tempted, yet onward we go, We're homeward bound. Trials and crosses we cheerfully bear, Toils and temptations expecting to share, We hasten forward, content with the fare, We're homeward bound. 2 Earth with its trifles we all have resign'd, We're homeward bound ; Heaven, with its glories, we shortly shall find, We're homeward bound. Sinful amusements no longer are dear, Oh, how delusive and vain they appear, While to our home we are drawing so near, We're homeward bound. 3 We'll tell the world as we journey along, We're homeward bound ; Try to persuade them to enter our throng, We're homeward bound. Come, trembling sinner, forlorn and oppress' d, Join in our number, oh, come and be blest ; Journey with us to the mansions of rest, We're homeward bound. 140. The Promised Land. G. M, Anniversary Hymns, No. 3, 9. 1 IITE'KE marching to the promised land, T V A land all fair and bright ; Come join our happy, youthful band, And seek the plains of light. LEE i noH. 121 Oh, come r youthful Our songs and trinn ; W< reach the ] I md, An I 2 The Saviour :' The living waters fn m the And daily bread from heaven. 3 In : !and no sin is found, But all are ha- | And youthful voices there Bhall join, "Wiih the angelic shoir. 4 Our teachers kind do point the way, And guide our I To th .dless day, Whei 141. It vie-.' C. M. 1 4 RISE, my soul, to Pisgah's height, ^TL And view the | ind, And see by faith the glorious >'. Our heritag "We" 11 stem ti won't be long ; The fa rt is nigh : I be long ; We'll anchor 1 y 2 There end] flow At my Bedeen For all who live by faith below. And in their lA»rd confide. 122 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Fair Salem's dazzling gates are seen, Just o'er the narrow flood, And fields adorn' d in living- green, The residence of God. 4 My conflicts here will soon be past, Where wild destruction reigns ; Through toil and death I'll reach at last Fair Canaan's happy plains. 5 Oh, could I cross rough Jordan's wave, No danger would I fear ; My bark would every tempest brave, For oh ! my Captain's near. 6 My lamp of life will soon grow pale, The spark will soon decay ; And then my happy soul will sing To everlasting day. i Ay) Homeward hound. P. M. Anniversary Hymns, No. 3, 15. 1 AUT on an ocean all boundless we ride. V We're homeward bound, homeward bound; TossM on the waves of a rough, restless tide. We're homeward bound, homeward bound. Far from the safe, quiet harbor we've rode, Seeking our Father's celestial abode, Promise of which on us each he bestow' d. We're homeward bound, homeward bound. 2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars. We're homeward bound, homeward bound ; Look ! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores, We're homeward bound, homeward bound. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". *\2''> Steady, 0 pilot! stand firm at the wheel, Oh ! how we fly neath the loud- :1 ! We're homeward bound. L 143. •H Upward. 5s & 4s. Plymouth Coli BARER, my God, t i t] Nearer to thee ! That raiseth d Still all I- Nea I hee ! 2 Though like the s >ne down, Dark er me. My r< Yet in my dreams I'll be er to thee ! 3 There let my way appeal Steps unto heaven : All that thou sendest me, In mercy given ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God. to thee, Nearer to thee ! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; 124 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 5 Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly ; Still, all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee ! Nearer to thee ! Sarah F. Adams. JL4t4. Then would I fly away. P. M. *o H. for a breeze of heavenly love, To waft my soul away, To that celestial place above, Where pleasures ne'er decay. Come, my Saviour, 0 my Saviour, Come and bless thy people now, While at thy feet we humbly bow, Oh, come and save us now ; Then we will sing our sufferings o'er, And praise thee evermore. 2 Eternal Spirit, deig-n to be Our pilot here below, To steer through life's tempestuous sea, Where stormy winds do blow. 3 From rocks of pride on either hand, From quicksands of despair — Oh, guide us safe to Canaan's land, Through every latent snare. 125 Anchor us in tbi On that >vef 145. test Hymn. P. If. NOW - Waits the ::d, — of praise ; Goo . Crowns our ri.v Yet ;._ the strain, He who feeds the birds that fly, Will our daily wants .- . As the manna lay On the desert ground — So from d i Mercies flow around. As a father's love Gives his children bread, — So our God al Gran re are fed. 14t). He 8n4i y as a dream. P. M. 1 C\0\ our journey pursue, \J Roll round with the An 1 never stan 1 still till r appear. His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 126 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Our life is a dream ; our time as a stream Glides swiftly away ; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 3 Oh, that each in the day of his coming may say, " I have fought my way through ; I have finish' d the work thou didst give me to do." Oh, that each from his Lord may receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." C. Wesley. 147. l0 Soppy Boy. P. M. HAPPY day ! when God's dear Son From heaven to earth came down ; Assumed our nature, bore our sin. To raise us to his throne. Happy, happy, happy day ! Happy, happy, happy day ! 0 happy day ! Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Amen ! Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen ! 2 0 happy day ! when first our feet To Sabbath-schools were led ; Where we such kind instructors meet, And feed on heavenly bread. 3 0 happy day ! when by thy grace, Of sin convinced we stood ; LEE ! IT.KCTIOX. 127 And pray'd for pardon and for peace, Through Jesus' pr< 4 0 happy Jay ! the Sabbath day, When we, thy \ Within thy courts, to praise and pray, And worship at thy feet. 5 0 happy day ! when Christ shall see The travail of his soul ; When Jew and Gentile, bond and free, Shall yield to his control. C 0 happy day ! 0 glorious day ! When, with the saints above. We and our teachers join the lay, To praise redeeming love. 148. Christmas Morning. P.M. 1 \JOW, dear children, can you tell, 11 Do yon know the story well, Every girl and every hoy. Why the angels sang for joy On the Christmas morning? 2 Yes, we know the story well ; Listen now, and hear us tell, Every girl and every boy. Why the angels sang for joy On the Christmas morning. 3 Shepherds sat upon the ground. Fleecy flocks v r'd round, When the brightness fill'd the sky, And the song was heard on high On the Christmas morning. i28 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Joy and peace the angels sang, And the pleasant echoes rang Peace on earth, to men good- will ; Hark, the angels sing it still On the Christmas morning ! 5 For a little babe that day Christ, the Lord of angels, lay — Born on earth our Lord to be ; This the wondering angels see On the Christmas morning. 6 Let us sing the angels' song, And our pleasant notes prolong ; This fair Babe of Bethlehem Children loves, and blesses them On the Christmas morning. 149 Christmas Carol. P. M. Waters' S. S. Music Book, 58. 1 TT ARK, the angels, singing, XI Wake the happy morn, Joyful tidings bringing, " Christ, the Lord, is born ! In a lowly manger (This shall be the sign), See the new-born stranger, Hail the Babe divine !" Glory, glory, glory, in the highest sing- Glory, glory, glory, to our God and king ! Glory, glory, glory, peace to earth again ! Glory, glory, glory, and good-will to men ! LEE I ELECTION. 129 2 Sisters dear and broi ly ! Ibis, of all the oth la the chi) . Hear its 1 " 0: Christ, the Prince of Glory, Slept on Mary's kn< 3 Where's a chorus meeter For his advent here P Where a carol s-.-. To his gentle ear P None can come so near him, The Holy. Undefiled, None so love and fear him, As a Christian child. 4 In the highest regions, upon his throne, All the blood-bought legions Claim him Lord alone : Lut of all who adore him With triumphant song, Children stand before him In the greatest throng. 5 Let us then pursue him To his tli rone of irrace, Let us pray unto him. Looking in his face : 11 Once in childhood's weakness, Chrisi hou ; In love, truth, and meek:. Make us like thee n< 9 : all the others, .:• and brothers, E _ , iway. ss him for its story : ice as young - L '. I - Sir • : - D. D. 1 50 3 p- Y ■ I TT ARK ! hark ! to the merry Christmas bells, JJL How pleasantly they chime ! A tone of joy their mn For the holy, hallow'd time. They tell of the bright and glorions day B iviour sprr.:._ the glad and smi. •f the manger's lowly Where the holy Babe was found. w alone upheld his head . Ad and hoof- trod ground. Humble and me .ere, For our God's anointed Son ; _ :»ns of upper air ;he glorious meed he won. e a world of gloom A radiance forever I ..rQ sank to the dark and shrouding tomb, light. LEI AVE>TE COLLECTION. 131 Then loud let each young ar.<\ grateful voice In this Sabbath-sch And every heart in hu Till U Where he reigns in his eternal b The Rede : 11 Suffer these little children to come. For of such is my kingdom ma Where he reigns in his carnal home, The Redeemer e 11 Suffer these little children to come, inch is my kingdom ma 151. I Hymn. P §L. 1 TK Um lying f :".. A Happy, happy shall we be ; In the dying <. 1 shall we be ; In the dying of the year. •rid is col I But no gloom can reach us here, And happy shall we be. Happy, happy shall we be : out the Christmas rh :he year has no such time In her fall, or bloom, or prime ; And hai [ be. Glory" from the Happy, harpy shall we I There is " Glory" from the "Gk we reply, 132 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. "Glory be to God on high!" And happy shall we be. 4 Good news our bosoms thrill, Happy, happy shall we be, &c. Good news our bosoms thrill, Peace all the earth shall fill, God sends to men good-will, And happy shall we 5 " Good news !" the angels say. Happy, happy shall we be, &c. " Good nei For Christ was born : And in the manger lay. And happy shall we be. 6 As we gather round our Kins?, Happy, happy shall we be, &c. As we gather round our King, No costly gifts we bring. But he loves to hear us sing. And happy shall we be. 7 0 Babe of Bethlehem, thou — Happy, happy shall we be, &c. 0 Babe of Bethlehem, thou To death t bow, But thou reign' st in glory now, And happy shall we be. 8 Through life thy grace impart, Happy, happy shall we be, &c. Through life thy grace impart, To every youthful heart. Then take us where thou art, And happy shall we be. Geo. YV. Blthune, D.D. i 152. LEE A ■>LS. P. M. 1 WHERE ifl no nam< i n earth, X No nan Thf name, To Christ the E We love to >ids them in glorified body arise ; Singing, as upward they spring from the tomb. Victory ! victory ! .Jesus hath come ! 156. They rest. 8s & 7s. EEP not for a brother deceased ; Our loss is his infinite gain ; A soul out of prison released, And freed from its bodily chain ; With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above, Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, Outflying the tempest and wind ; I-F.E aven,i: COLLECTION. 137 His rest he hath sooner obtain' d, And 1 •anions behind : Still toes' d on a sea of dist Hard toiling to mak bore, Where all is assurance and pea And sorrow and .-in are qo mure. o There all the ship's company meet, Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath ; With shouting each other they greet, And triumph o'er sorrow and death : The voyage of life's at an end ; The mortal affliction is past : The age that in heaven they spend, Forever and ever shall last. 157. River of Death. P. M. 1 DIVER of death, thy stream I see, It Between the bright city of rest and me ; Fearless thy sable surge 1*11 brave, For sweet is the prospect o'er thy wave. Waft me, oh, waft me safely o'er, And land me, dear Saviour, on Canaan's shore. 2 Why should I fear to stem thy tide, With him who has loved me, as guard and guide*' Wisdom and power control thy 6 While faith says my pas-age was paid with blood. 3 What is it gilds thy darksome foam ? 'Tis light shining forth from my happy home. Music that thrills my soul to hear, Seems floating me over thy surface drear. 138 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Help me, I feel the waters rise, Yet visions of glory still glad my eyes. Saviour, I come — I soou shall be Among the blest purchase of Calvary. ~| ftO I Jcnow thou art gone! P. M. Waters1 S. S. Ifwk Book, 9. 1 T KXOW thou art gone to the home of thy rest , X Then why should my soul be so sad ? I know thou art gone where the weary are blest, And the mourner looks up and is glad. I never look up with a wish to the sky. But a light like thy beauty is there ; And I hear a low murmur like thine in reply. When I pour out my spirit in prayer. 2 In thy far-a-way home, wherever it be, I know thou hast visions of mine ; And my heart hath revealings of thine and of thee, In many a token and sigh. 3 In the hush of the night, on the waste of the sea, ^ Or alone with the breeze on the hill, f I have ever a presence that whispers of thee, And my spirit lies down and is still. 159 Home at Last. P. M, Revival Melodies, 26. OME at last! home at last! From an earthly shore, For oh ! I've join'd the ransom'd ones, Who pass'd on long before. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 1S9 Here each tear is wipe 1 away By God, the B There's naught rj°y arK* pwJn Round the Eternal tfa 2 The pure in heart ! the pure in Ik art I Robed in spotless white. Are here with starry crowns, of joy, All gloriously bright. Some I loved so long ago, Who left me sad and lone. I meet among the heavenly host, Within our Father's home. o Safe at home ! safe at home ! Oh. let the eel. To soothe the hearts that mourn me yet, In that hist home below. His dear arms are round me now. Who was for sinners slain ; Through him I've won eternal life, For me to die was gain. Safe at home ! safe at home ! From an earthly shore : I'll bless and praise thee. 0 my God. Forever, evermore. Mrs. M'Leod. 160. Dust to Dust. P. M 1 T\UST, receive thy kindred! \j Earth, take now thine own! To thee this trust is render' d ; In thee tl >wn. 2 Clasp it kindly, fondly, To cherish, not destroy ; 140 LEE AVEN'UE COLLECTION. Clasp it as the mother Clasps her nestling joy. 3 Guard the precious treasure, Ever-faithful tomb ! Keep it all unrifled, Till the Master come. Bonar. 161. We mm thee in thy place at r .., school. Plymouth CoHectioo, Mi, 1 T\ ^ miss thee in thy place at school, if And on thy homeward way, Where violets hy the reedy pool, Peep out so shyly gay. 2 And many a tearful, longing look In silence seeks thee yet. Where, in its own familiar nook, Thy fireside chair is set. 3 And oft, when little voices dim Are feeling for the note In chanted prayer, or psalm, or hymn. And wav'ring wildly float — 4 Comes gushing o'er a sudden thought Of her who led the strain, How oft, such music home she brought, But ne'er shall bring again. 6 Oh, say not so ! the spring-tide air Is fraught with whisperings sweet ; Who knows, but heavenly carols there With ours may duly meet? Lyra Innogihtium. 1 "I7TTAL spark of heavenly flame, T Quit, oh, quit this mortal frame; Treml Oh, the pain, th< rife, And let me languish into . 2 Hark, they whisper : ai k4 is this abs< >rl - me quite. Steals niy hi, Drowi ath ? Tell me, m; 3 The world r< oars Wi 1 1 i Lend, lend your wings! 1 mount! I fly ! 0 grave, where 0 death, whei Porn 163 She die P. M Plymouth S. S. ColUction, 203. 1 CHE died, yet is n 0 Y It bloom' d to di ora ; Her summer hath not 2 She Ye saw her jewels all u But God then made a coronet, And placed it on her head. 142 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 She died, yet is not dead ! Ye saw her gazing toward a sky. "Whose lights beam not on mortal eyes — She linger' d, yearn' d, and fled. 4 She died, yet is not dead ! A messenger on noiseless wing Bore a sweet summons from the King — She follow' d where he led. 5 She died, yet is not dead ! By pearly gate and golden street She took her way with shining feet : Go ye and thither tread ! Theo. Tilton. 1 64. The Last Lovely Morning. P. M. 1 'THE last lovely morning, JL All blooming and fair, Is fast onward fleeting. And soon will appear. While the mighty, mighty, mighty trump Sounds come, come away ! Oh, let us be ready To hail the glad day ! 2 And when that bright morning In splendor shall dawn, Our tears will be ended, Our sorrows all gone. 3 The Bridegroom from glory To earth shall descend — Ten thousand bright angels Around him attend. lee avev :iox. 143 loo. nn- P- M. 1 AH, there will be mourning, mourning, mourn- \J Oh, there will be mourning at the judge Parents and children there will Wiv - there will part, Brot there will part, Will part to meet no more. 2 Oh, there will be mourning. &c. Friends and neighbors there will part. fte. 3 Oh, there will be glory. &c. Saints and angels there will meet. &c. Will meet to part no more. 166. 'I Best for the weary. P. M. Sheet Masic N the Christian's home in glory There remains a land of i There my Saviour's gone before me, To fulfil my soul's re There is rest for the w There is rest for the m There is reel Ther On the other side of Jordan, In the Where the tree looming, There is rest for vou. 144 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 He is fitting up my mansion, Which eternally shall stand, For my stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy land. 8 Pain nor sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share ; But in that celestial centre, I a crown of life shall wear. 4 Death itself shall then be vanquish' d, And his sting shall be withdrawn ; Shout for gladness, 0 ye ransom' d ! Hail with joy the rising morn ! 5 Sing, oh sing, ye heirs of glory — Shout your triumph as you go ; Zion's gates will open for you, You shall find an entrance through. 167. \\ Heaven is my Home. 6s & 4s. Waters' S. S. Music Book, 43. M but a stranger here. Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear. Heaven is my home ; Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand, Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home. 2 What though the tempest rage, Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home ; LEE HON'. 145 Time' 8 cold and wintry blast Soon will I I shall reach home at last — Heaven is my home. 8 There, at my k ride, Heaven is my home ; I shall be glorified, Heaven is my home ; There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best, There, too, I soon shall rest — Heaven is my home. 168 The Land of Best. 8s & 6s. Linden Harp, ?0. 1 rPHERE is an hour of peaceful rest, JL To mourning wanderers given ; There is a joy for souls distress'd, A balm for every wounded breast, 'Tis found above 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 drear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, To brighter prospects given : And views the tern: by, The evening shadows quickly fljr, And all serene in heaven. 10 146 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom, Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. 169 The Redeemed. 7s. Anniversary Hymns, &3. 1 YITHO are these in bright array, YV This innumerable throng, Round the altar, night and day, Hymning one triumphant song? " Worthy is the lamb once slain, Blessing, honor, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, to obtain ; New dominion every hour." 2 These through fiery trials trod ! These from great affliction came : Now before the throne of God, Seal'd with his almighty name, Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor palms in every hand. Through their dear Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, On immortal fruits they feed ; Them, the Lamb amid the throne, Shall to living fountains lead ; Joy and gladness banish sighs ; Perfect love dispels all fears ; And forever from their eyes God shall wipe away the tears. Montgomery. LEE AVENUE 0O1 147 170. 77ie Land which no Mortal may know. P.M. 1 THOUGH earth has full many a beautiful spot, JL As the poet and painter might -how. Yet more lovely and beautiful, holy and I To the hopes of the heart and the spirit's glad right, Is the land which no mortal may know. 2 There the crystalline stream, bursting forth from the throne. Flows on, and forever will : Its waves as they roll are with melody rife, And its waters are sparkling with beauty aud life, In the Jand which no mortal may know. 3 And there on its margin, with leaves ever green, With fruits, healing sickno- \ The fair tree of life, in its glory spread wide, Is fed by the deep inexhaustible tide. On the land which no mortal may know. 4 There, too, are the lost whom we loved on this earth. With whose memory our bosoms still glow ; Their relics we he place of the dead, But their glorified spirits before us have fled To the land which no mortal may kn 5 There the orb of night and the fountain of day, Nor beauty nor But the presence of Him. the unchanging I AM, ' And the Holy, the Pure, the Immaculate Lamb, Light the land which no mortal may know. 148 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. "1 ^7 1 Heavenly Home. P. M. Revival Melodies, 2ft. 1 TTEAVENLY home ! heavenly home ! precious JlL name to me, I love to think the time will come when I shall rest in thee. I've no abiding city here, I seek for one to come ; And though my pilgrimage be drear, I know there's rest at home, Heavenly home ! heavenly home ! precious name, &c. 2 Heavenly home ! heavenly home ! there no clouds arise — No tear-drops fall — no dark nights dim thy ever- smiling skies. This earthly home is fair and bright, Yet clouds will often come : And oh ! I long to see the light That gilds my heavenly home. 3 Heavenly home ! heavenly home ! ne'er shall sorrow's gloom, Nor doubts nor fears disturb me there, for all is peace at home. I know I ne'er shall worthy be To dwell 'neath heaven's bright dome, But Christ, my Saviour, died for me, And now he calls me home. lee noH. 149 1 7 •> My Fatherla i & 8s. 1 THERE is a place where my hopes are stay'd, A My heart and my tiv . tiere ; Where verdure and blossoms never fade. And fields are eternally fair. That blissful place is my fatherland. By faith its delights 1 explore. Come, favor my flight, angelic band, And waft me in the shore. 2 There is a place where the angels dwell, A pure and a peaceful ab The joys of that place no tongue can tell. But there is the palace of G 3 There is a place where my friends are gone, Who suffer' d and worshipp'd with m Exalted with Christ high on his throne, The King in his beauty the] -i There is a place where I hope to live, When life and its lal A place which the Lord to me will give. And then I shall sorrow no more. | TQ uH the p it ir 1 CIXCE o'er thy footstool here below O Such radiant gems are strown, Oh. what magnificence mv Great God. about thy .throne So brilliant here ps of light ! There the full ocean rolls, how bright ! 150 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 If night's blue curtain of the sky, With thousand stars inwrought, Hung, like a royal 'canopy, With glittering diamonds fraught, Be, Lord, thy temple's outer veil, What splendor at the shrine must dwell ! 3 The dazzling sun, at noonday hour, Forth from his flaming vase, Flinging o'er earth the golden shower, Till vale and mountain blaze, But shows, 0 Lord, one beam of thine : What, then, the day where thou dost shine ! 4 Oh, how shall these dim eyes endure That noon of living rays ? Or how our spirits, so impure, Upon thy glory gaze ? Anoint, 0 Lord, anoint our sight, And fit us for that world of light. 174. " The street of the city was ft pure gold" 1 \Yf& speak of the realms of the bless' d,. if That country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confess' d ; But what must it be to be there ! 2 We speak of its pathways of gold, Its walls deck'd with jewels so rare, Its wonders and pleasures untold ; But what must it be to be there ! 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 151 From trials with ;hin ; But what must it be to be there! 4 We speak of its Ti: ifi -I wear. The church of the first-born ab But what must it be to be there ! 5 Do thou. Lord. rmid sorrow and woe, Still for heaven my spirit prepare, And shortly I also shall know. And feel, what it is to be there. 175. 'B Beautiful City. L. M. rsary Hymns, No. 4. EAUTIFUL Zion built above, Beautiful city that I love. Beautiful gates of pearly white, Beautiful temple — God its light. He who was slain on Calvary. Opens those pearly gates to me. 2 Beautiful heaven, where all is light, Beautiful angels clothed in white, Beautiful strains that never tire. Beautiful harps through all the choir. There shall I join the chorus sv Worshipping at the Saviour" s feet. 3 Beautiful crowns on every bi Beautiful palms the conquerors show, Beautiful robes the ransom \1 wear, Beautiful all who enter there. Thither I press with - There shall my rest be long and sweet. 152 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 4 Beautiful throne for Christ our King, Beautiful songs the angels sing, Beautiful rest, all wanderings cease, Beautiful home of perfect peace. There shall my eyes the Saviour see, Haste to this heavenly home with me. 176. ''•Forever with the Lord." S. M. Double Revival Melodies, 23. 1 " "FOREVER with the Lord," JL 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 march nearer home, Nearer home, nearer home, 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 ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 153 Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cea While f a'd heart Expands the bow of p Bow of peace, bow of peace, Expands the buw of : ~\Jl^J ^° &*9ht iR Heaven. P. M. I Music 1 "VTO night shall be in heaven ! no gathering ll gloom Shall o'er that glorious landscape ever come : No tears shall fall in sadness o'er those flowers, That breathe their fragrance through celestial bowers. 2 No night shall be in heaven ! no dreadful hour Of mental darkness, or the ten; rer — Across thof o envious cloud shall roll, To dim the sunlight of the raptured soul. 3 No night shall be in heaven ! forbid to sleep, These eyes no more their mournful vigils keep ; Their fountains dried — their tears all wiped away— They gaze undazzled on eternal day. 4 No night shall be in heaven ! — no sorrow's reign, No secret anguish, no corporeal pain ; No shivering limbs, no burning fever there ; No soul's eclipse, no winter of despair. 5 No night shall be in heaven — but endless noon : No fast declining sun nor waning moon ; But there the Lamb shall yield perpetual light, 'Mid pastures green, and r bright. 154 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 6 No night shall be in heaven — no darken* d room, No bed of death, nor silence of the tomb ; But breezes, ever fresh with love and truth, Shall brace the frame with an immortal youth. 7 No night shall be in heaven ! but night is here, The night of sorrow, and the night of fear ; I mourn the ills that now my steps attend, And shrink from others that may yet impend. 8 No night shall be in heaven ! oh, had I faith To rest in what the faithful Witness saith, That faith should make these hideous phantomii flee, And leave no night, henceforth, on earth to me ! ~J /TO Gushing so Iright. P. M. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 108. 1 PUSHING so bright in the morning light, \J Gleams the water in yon fountain ; As purely, too, as the early dew That gems the distant mountain. Then drink your fill of the grateful rill, And leave the cup of sorrow ; Though it shine to-night in its gleaming light, 'Twill sting thee on the morrow. 2 Quietly glide in their silvery tide, The brooks from rocks to valley ; And the flashing streams, in the broad sunbeams, Like a banner' d army rally. LEE AY EX IE COLLECTION-. 3 Touch not the wine, though brightly it shine, When nature to man has given A gift so sweet, . et, AIk a heaven. nly here of the water clear Is God the lav; .But when we I ler skies, We'll drink of life's bright river. 179. i \j . &Hln f-^e Pledge. 1 TTNITED in a joyous 1 ■ U We'll sign the | I heart and hand, The ruby wine we'll lay as! And be our country's hope and pride. Yes. sign the pledge, each son and daughter, And choose the clear and sparkling water. 2 'Twill keep the roses on your cheek, Preserve your spirits mild and meek ; Your eye will beam expression bright. Your mind improve in wisdom's light. 3 It makes the home of labor sweet, And happy faces there you'll greet ; It leads the v>\ 1th, And gives earth" s choicest blessing, health. 156 LEE AVENUE COLLECTIOU. 180. The Hidden Fiend. Temperance Melodies, 19S, Air — " Woodstock/1 1 AH! touch it not, for deep within \J That ruby-tinted howl, Lie hidden fiends of guilt and sin, To seize your precious soul. 2 That sparkling glass if you partake Will prove your deadly foe, And may, ere yet its bubbles break, Have seal'd your endless woe. 3 Then pause ere yet the cup you drain, The hand that lifts it stay ; Resolve forever to abstain, And cast the bowl away. 181. Seedtime and Harvest. L. M. 1 A S o'er his furrow' d fields which lie JA. Beneath a coldly drooping sky, Yet chill with winter's melted snow, The husbandman goes forth to sow ; 2 Thus, Temperance,0 on the bitter blast The ventures of thy seed we cast, And trust to warmer sun and rain, To swell the germ and fill the grain. 3 Who calls thy glorious service hard ? Who deems it not its own reward ? * Substituted for " freedom" in the original. tion". 157 A cause of praise and thankful i 4 It may not be our lot to wield The sickle in the ripening : Nor ours to hear, on summer eves, The reaper's song among the shea 5 Yet where our duty's task is wrought In unison with God's great thought, The near and future blend in one, And whatsoe'er is will'd, is done ! G And ours the grateful service, whence Comes, day by day, the recompense : The hope, the trust, the purpose stay The fountain and the noonday shade. 7 And were this life the utmost span, The only end and aim of man, Better the toil of fields like these, Than waking dream and slothful ease. 8 But life, though falling like our grain, Like that revives and springs again ; And, early call'd, how blest are they Who wait in heaven their harvest day ! J. G. Wiiittier. 1QO Speed the Temperance Ship. II. M. * uth Collection, 8i- Arc- LeiKx. 1 OPEED, speed the Temperance ship ! U Ye winds, fill every sail ; Behold her on the deep, Outriding every gale : 158 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. The tempest's fury she outbraves, And hosts of deathless drunkards saves. 2 Speed, speed the Temperance ship ! Who joins us in the cry ? Mothers and children, cease to weep, Our ship is passing by : We wish to take you all on board, A freight of mercy to the Lord. 3 Speed, speed the Temperance ship ! For her we'll ever pray : 'Tis Israel's God alone can keep In safety, night and day ; On him we'll evermore depend Who is the contrite drunkard's friend. 4 Speed, speed the Temperance ship ! Ye young and aged shout ; Behold her sailing o'er the deep, With all her streamers out, Bound for the true tee-total shore, Where streams of death are drank no more'. 183 1 TN The Pure Stream. P. M. Temperance Melodist, 102, Eden's green retreats, A water-brook that play'd Between soft mossy seats, Beneath a plane-tree's shade, Whose rustling leaves Danced o'er its brink, Was Adam's drink, And also Eve's. LEE AVEXTE COLLECTION. 159 2 Beside the par< Oi that youtig brook, the pair Their morning chant would sing; And Eve. I hair, Kneel on the g That fringed its side, And make its tide Her looking-glass. 3 And when the man of God From Egypt led his flock, They thirsted, and his rod Smote the Arabian rock, And forth a rill Of water gush'd, And on they vush'd And drank their till. 4 Would Eden thus have smiled, Ha^l wine to Eden come ? Would Horeh's parching wild Have been refresh' d with rum? And had Eve's hair Been dress' d in gin, Would she have been Reflected fair P 5 Had Moses built a still, And dealt out to that host To every man his gill, And pledged him in a toast — >!er brains, Or stronger hands. Have braved the sands Of those hot plains f 160 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 6 " Sweet fields beyond" death's flood 11 Stand dress' d in living green ;" For, from the throne of God, To freshen all the scene, A river rolls, Where all who will • May come and fill Their crystal bowls. Rev. John Pierpont. 184 Friends of Freedom. P. M. Temperance Melodist, 32. 1 TjiRIENDS of freedom, swell the song! -T Young and old, the strain prolong, Make the temp' ranee army strong, And on to victory ! Lift your banners, let them wave, Onward march, the world to save ; Who would fill a drunkard's grave, And bear his infamy ? 2 Shrink not when the foe appears ; Spurn the coward's guilty fears ; Hear the shrieks, behold the tears Of ruin'd families ! Raise the cry in every spot — " Touch not — Taste not — Handle not /" Who would be a drunken sot, The worst of miseries ? 3 Give the aching bosom rest ; Carry joy to every breast ; Make the wretched drunkard blest, By living soberly. 161 Raise >rd high— " Touch not— taste not— till you die/" Let the echo reach th And earth keep jubilee. 4 God of mercy ! hear For thy help we inter See how many bosoms bleed — And heal them speedily ! Hasten. Lord, the happy day. When beneath thy gentle ray. Temp'rance all the world shall sway, And reign triumphantly. 18 K Invitation. Temperan:ool. A Musical Dialogue. Golden Hr.rp, 1M. [Opening Chorus.'] 1 HPHE Sunday-school, how Bweet the place, jL When all are gather' d here ! Bright joys will come on angel-wings, Our youthful hearts to cheer. And well we love our Sunday-school ; We strive to learn and mind each rule ; While thanks we bring, and joyful sing, Let heaven our offerings hear. Glory ! glory ! let as "While heav'n and earth with glory rimr. Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to the Lamb of God. [Ellen and Fanny sing.] Our youthful feet shall haste, Upon this sacred day ; Be early at the Sunday-school, The gate to wisdom's way. [Charles and Henry, in response to the two Girls.] We are young, the world's before us, Pleasures spread on every hand ; Haste we to the ark of safety, Haste to join the happy band. [Fanny and Lizzie ting.] Come with us ! come, let us hasten ; Come, the joyous strain prolong ; For these heav'nly blessings given, Let us raise our grateful song. 174 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. [The Girls sing.] Come with us, come let us hasten, Come with us, no more delay ! [Charles and Henry sing.] We must go, for there is treasure, And we seek its worth to know ; There 'tis given in full measure, Let us go, oh, quickly go ! [The three Girls sing.] Yes — come, come, come ! [Boys and Girls, all together.] We come, we come ! the door is wide — A welcome we shall find ; Yes, all are here, in pleasant cheer, Not one is left behind ; With eager feet this place we seek, We'll gather here from week to week ; For here burns bright fair wisdom's light, To guide each youthful mind. [Closing chorus, by the whole school.] Welcome, oh welcome ! hand in hand, We rise once more, a loving band, Let joy and gladness thrill each frame — Hail ! hail ! all hail our Saviour's name ! We bless this hour ! may seraphs bright, Its tidings bear to realms of light, On angel- wings our souls shall rise — Our voices echo to the skies. 200 lyxnui oollkotion; 175 Wild-wood Flo Young Choir. 1 "PLOWERS, wild-wood flowi Jl In a shelter* d dell th 1 hurried along, and I chanced to This small star-flowei with its golden eye ; Then the bright daisy peep'd np its head : Sweetly this purple orchis spread. I gather' d them all for you. All these wild-wood flowers : Sweet wild-wood flowers. 2 Flowers, lovely flowers. In the garden we may see ; For there is the rose with her ruby lip, And pinks that honey-bees love to sip — Tulips that splendid colors unfold — ■ Sunflowers array' d in hues of gold. But none are so fair to me As these wild-wood flowers : Sweet wild- wood flowers. — ^-L* Isaiah, xxxiii. 6. 1 T ORD ! not to some few favor' d nooks, Ju Is learning in our day confined ; Schools, teachers, education, books, Are free to each inquiring mind ; Yea, to the children of the poor. Wide open stands instruction's door. 2 The mightiest stores of ancient thought — The daily streams of knowledge now — 176 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. All that the Church, the world, hath taught, Is now unfolded to our view : Lord ! for thy glory, guide and "bless The active pen — the wondrous \ 3 Thus each, in this fair spot of earth, Whate'er his intellectual span — Hail, happy age ! thanks Christian birth ! — May be a soul-exalted man ; May win a higher, holier aim. — A Bible-student's honor' d name. 4 Then, while our thousands crowd the brink Of wisdom's life-inspiring flood, Lord ! make us all a thirst to drink From the pure fount of heavenly good ; That triple fount, from which al Flow gospel faith, and hope, and love. London S. S. T. Magazine. l-Ol-. Columbus the Gem of the Ocean. 1 pOLUMBIA, the gem of the ocean, \J The home of the brave and the free, The shrine of each patriot's devotioii, A world oners homage to thee. Thy mandates make heroes assemble, "When Liberty's form stands in view, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white, and blue, When borne by the red. white, and blue, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white, and blue. 1 77 When war • ition, And threaten' d our land to deform, The ark then of i foundation, Columbia rode safe thr< m ; With her garlands oi victory around her. When so proudl] her brave crew, With her flag proudly floating before her. The boast of the red. white, and blue, The I red. white, and blue. With her flag proudly float] The boast of the red, white, and blue. Come all Columbia" s sons hither, To join in our song with delight ; May the wreaths they have won never wither. May the star of their glory shine bright : May the service united not sever. But they to their colors prove true. The army and navy forever. Three cheers for the red, white, and blue. Three cheers for the red, white, and blue, The army and navy forever, Three cheers for the red, white, and blue. 20S O O. Tlie Try Company. THERE is a hopeful Company We're just about to start. And we invite you all, young friends, To join us hand and heart. So come and add your name at once, Nor wait till by-and-by, For 'tis a thing worth joining, this — Our Company, "The Try." 12 178 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Some Companies there are, you know, That cost a deal per share, But all that you need pay for one, Is— earnestness and prayer ; And some end so disastrously, They make folks very cross, But here you will be sure to gain, And cannot suffer loss ; 3 And some there are that only crave The learned or the grand, And others that alone admit The wealthiest in the land ; But in our glorious Company "We dare object to none ; The meanest, dullest, poorest, worst — We've room for every one. 4 Then in our brave " Try" Company, Your every power invest, For this, whatever others may, You'll find will pay the best ; And we will meet another year, If God our lives should spare, And we'll promise a good dividend, To all who take a share. 204. Rub or Rust, 1 TDLER, why lie down to die ? JL Better rub than rust. Hark ! the lark sings in the sky — 11 Die when die thou must ! Day is waking, leaves are shaking, Better rub than rust." LB1 AVEN MON. I7i 2 In the grave th< igk— Better rub tfa Death, perhaps, is hunger-proof", when die thou m Men are mow;: > blowing, Better rub than rust." o He who will not work shall want : Naught for naught is just — n't do. 7?ui3t do. when he cant; "Better rub than i . Bees are flying, sloth in dying. Better rub than rust.'* Elliott. 205. r our Notice Land. School Vocalist, 354. 1 C\ OD'S blessing be upon \J Our own. our native land ! Tiie land our fathers By the strong heart and hand, The keen axe and the brand ; "When they fell'd the forest's pride And the tyrant lot d The free, the rich, the wide : God for our native land ! 2 To none upon a throne. But God. we bow tne knee ; Xo noble name we own But noble liberty ! Ours is a brother-band ; For the spirit of our e Rich pati : ..res, . And the strong faith inspires : God for our native land ! 180 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Up with the starry sign. The red stripes and the white, Where'er its glories shine, In peace or in the fight. We own its high command ; For the flag our fathers gave, O'er our children's heads shall wave, And their children's children's grave ; God for our native land ! 4 America, to thee, In one united vow, To keep thee strong and free, And glorious as now — We pledge each heart and hand ! By the blood our fathers shed — By the ashes of the dead— By the sacred soil we tread — God for our native land ! Geo. W. Bkthunb, D.D. 206. Railroad Song. Conductor. PAY your fare, my little maid, We cannot long delay, I must rush the lightning train A thousand miles to-day ! Ring the hell, blow the whistle, Shrilly, clear, and strong. Blow the whistle, ring the bell, Rush the train along. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 181 Chorus of Passengers. Ring the bell, blow the whistle, Do not thus delay. You must rush the lightning train A thousand miles to-day ! Fiorella. I cannot pay, I wish I could, I've left my purse at home, For I have come from fairy land, Around the world to roam. Conductor. You cannot go, my pretty maid, To carry you were wrong, Blow the whistle, ring the bell, Rush the train along. Chorus of Passengers. — Ring the bell, &c. Old Gentleman. Pray don't refuse the little maid, I'll pay her fare with pleasure. Jump on, my dear, and when you're there, Repay me at your leisure. Now ring the bell and blow the whistle, Shrilly, clear, and strong ; Blow the whistle, ring the bell, Rush the train along. Choms of Passengers. — Ring the bell, &c. 182 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 207 Make your Mark ! Waters' Anniverscry Book, 49. N the quarries should you toil, Make your mark, make your mark ; Do you delve upon the soil ? Make your mark, make your mark. In whatever path you go, In whatever place you stand, Moving swift or moving slow, With the heart or with the hand, Make your mark, make your mark. We will make our mark, We will make our mark, We will make, we will make our mark. Life is fleeting as a shade, Make your mark, make your mark ; Marks of some kind must be made, Make your mark, make your mark. Make it while the arm is strong, In the golden hours of youth ; Never, never, make it wrong, Make it with the stamp of truth. Make your mark, make your ma,rk. Words by a California Farmer. 208 ■s Brothers, will you meet us? P M Lee Avenue S. S. Casket, vol. i. 158. AY, brothers, will you meet us On Canaan's happy shore ? By the grace of God we'll meet you Where parting is no more. LEE ATEN1 nON. ISO 2 Jesus lives and reigi i On Canaan's h ippy sh Glory, glory, hallelujah, Forever, evermore. 209. Close of WorsJiijy. L. M. 1 ITrHILE pilgrims. Lord, we yet remain, T * To part, and meet, and part again, Let prayer and praise our lives en Thy presence still our highest ' And when our pilgrimage is o'er, Oh, may we meet to part no ni 2 Present salvation let us prove. In God the Father's boundless love, In God the Son's redeeming grace, In God the Spirit's heaven! Then, when our pilgrimage is o'er. We all shall meet to part no more, 210 On our journey I P. M. Anniversary Hymns, 59. 1 TN this world of grief and pain, JL Oft we meet to part again. But when we reach the heavenly shore, "We'll meet to part no more. Then let us onward move To that bright world above ; Sing ! oh, sing joyfully ! We're on our journey home. 184 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 In this world of sin and woe, Oft with tears our eyes o'erflow, But God will wipe all tears away, In heaven we'll weep no more. 3 Here, with sin-beclouded sight, Oft we wander from the right ; In heaven, God's smile our light shall be To all eternity. 211. Closing Hymn. 8s & Ts. 1 Y\TE must close this happy meeting, T ! From each other now depart ; But the body now retreating, - Cannot bear away the heart ! 2 We are all as one in pleasure, One to share and soothe in grief, One our hope of heavenly treasure, And this parting will be brief. 3 Soon we'll have another meeting, Nevermore again to part ; Then no fear that time is fleeting Will disturb or grieve the heart. 4 In one song our voices blending, "So farewell will lend discord ; For our joy will be unending, We forever with the Lord. Rev. H. L. Dinsmore, LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 185 SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. Psalm 121. 'I WILL lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence | cometh**my help. My help cometh from the Lord, whi< — ■ heaven and | earth. 2 He will not sutler thy foot to be moved ; he that keepeth thee | will not | slum! Behold, he that keepeth Israel | shall not | slumber •• nor j sleep. 8 The Lord is thy keeper ; the Lord is thy shade upon thy j right — | hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, the | moon by | night. 4 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil : lie shall pre- | serve thy | soul. The Lord shall preserve thy - and thy coming in. from this time forth, I even* 'for I eve:-- I more. Amen. 'B l\alm 103. Dulcimer, 300. LESS the Lord, | 0 my | soul, And all that is within me | bless his I holy 186 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Bless the Lord, | 0 my | soul, And for- i get not | all his | benefits. '6 Who forgiveth | all* -thine in- | iquities, Who | healeth | all' thy dis- | eases ; 4 Who redeemeth thy [ life* 'from de- | struction ; Who crowneth thee with loving j kindness* • and | tender | mercies ; 5 Who satisneth thy | mouth' 'with good ] things, So that thy | youth' *is re- | newed* 'like the | eagle's. 6 The Lord executeth [ righteousness* "and | judg- ment For | all that | are op- | pressed. 7 He made known his | ways' 'unto | Moses, His acts | unto ■ ■ the | children * * of | Israel. Amen. 3 Psalm 84. . Duloimer, 296. 1 TTOW amiable are thy tabernacles, 0 | Lord of XI | hosts ; My soul longeth. yea. even fainteth for the courts of the Lord ; my heart and my flesh crieth [ out* -for the j living | God. 2 Blessed are they that | dwell • ■ in thy j house ; They will be | still — | praising j thee. 3 They go from | strength to | strength ; Every one of them in Zion ap- | peareth be- | fore — | God. 4 0 Lord God of hosts, hear our prayer ; give ear, 0 | God of | Jacob ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 187 Behold, 0 Lord, our shield, and look upon the | face of | thine an- ointed 5 For a day in thy courts is | hetter ■ ■ than a thousand ; I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to | dwell* 'in the | tents of | wickedness. 6 For the Lord is a sun and a shield ; the Lord will give | grace and glory : No good thing will he withhold from | them that i walk up- | rightly. Amen. Psalm 23. Dulcimer, 296. 1 HPHE Lord is my shepherd : I j shall not | JL want ; He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ; he leadeth me be- j side the ; still — | waters. 2 He restoreth my soul ; he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his 1 name's — | sake ; Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil ; for thou art with me ; thy [ rod* *and tin- staff they | comfort me. 3 Thou preparest a table before me, in the | pres- ence* of mine | enemies : Thou anointest my head with oil ; | my cup | runneth I over. 188 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the | days- "of my | life ; And I shall dwell in the | house* *of the j Lord for I ever. Amen. ■o Psalm 8. Primary School Vocalist, 173. LORD, our God, how excellent is thy name in | all the | earth : Who hast set thy | glory • • a- | bove the | heavens. 12 When I consider thy heavens, the | work of' * thy | fingers ; The moon and | stars which | thou* 'hast or- | dained, 3 What is man that thou art | mindful' 'of | him : And the son of | man* 'that thou | visitest him . 4 For thou hast made him a little | lower' than the | angels ; And hast crowned | him with | glory -and I honor. 5 Thou madest him to have dominion over the \ works of1 - thy ! hands ; Thou hast put | all things | under* *his | feet. 6 0 Lord, our God, how excellent is thy name in | all the | earth : Who hast set thy | glory* a- [ bove the | heavens. Amen. LEE .'. riON. 189 (3# Psalm 86. ,'., 1:*. 1 l)OW down thine ear, O | Lord, and | hear me : JL> Fur | I am | po 2 For thou, Lord, art good, and j ready 'to for- | give ; And plenteous in mercy unto all- 'them that | call • • upon | thee. 3 Teach me thy way. 0 Lord: I will j walk" in thy ' truth : Unite my j heart to | fear thy j name. 4 I will praise thee, 0 Lord my God, with | all my I heart : And I will glorify thy | name for- more. Amen. 7. '6' Psalm 67. Prim: : -.:, 179. OD be merciful unto ■ us. and And show us the light of his countenance. and be j merci-ful j unto i us. 2 That thy way be [ known up-on | earth ; Thy saving ] health a- . mong all | nations. 3 Let the people praise | thee, 0 \ God ; Yea. let | all the | people | praise thee. 4 0 let the nations re- | joicc -and be j glad ; For thou shalt govern the folk righteously. and govern the | na- • • tions up- | on — | earth. 190 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 Let the people praise | thee, 0 \ God ; Yea, let | all the | people j praise thee. 0 Then shall the earth bring | forth her | increase ; And God, even our own | God, shall | give us ' "his | blessing. 7 God shall | bless — | us ; And all the ends of the | world shall | fear — | him. Q There is a river. Mason's Book of Chant*. 1 T^HERE'is a river of immortal peace. X Clear springing from the high e- | ternal | throne, Which flows in blissful streams through | all the | groves Of | paradise ; 2 from this eternal spring Some little rivulets descend, to cheer The | city • of our | God, — the sacred place Of | his a- | bode on | earth ; 3 though all around Be | discord* *and com- | motion, — she shall dwell Unmoved, serene, and | safe, for | God is | there : 4 His arm omnipotent is j ever ] near, Her present I help, her | all-suf- -ficient | guard 6 The Lord of | hosts is | with us ; Israel's God Is our defence, our | ever- | lasting | refuge. LEE A. VENUE COLLECTION. 191 Q Matthew, xi. 28. * ' Sabbath School, 52. 1 /"tOME unto me all ye that labor and are | \j heavy | laden, And | I « you | rest. 2 Take my yoke upo:; learn of j me, Fur 1 am meek and lowly in heart, and ye shall find | rest un- | to your souls. > 3 For my yoke is easy, and my j burden1 i> light) For my voke is | easy 'and my | burd light. 10. If I ic ere a to ice. 1 TF I were a voice, a persuasive voice, JL That could travel the j wide world | through, I would fly on the beams of the morning light, And speak to men with a gentle might, And j tell them | to be | true. 2 I would fly, I would fly over land and sea, Wherever a human j heart might | be, Telling a tale or singing a - In praise of the | right, in | blame • * of the | wrong. 3 If I were a voice, a consoling voice, I'd fly on the wings' 'of the ] air : The homes of sorrow and guilt I'd seek, And calm and truthful w ak, To | save them | from de- | spair. 4 I would fly, I would fly o'er the crowded town, And drop, like the happy | sunlight | down, 192 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Into the hearts of suffering men, And teach them | to look | up a- j gain. 5 If I were a voice, an immortal voice, I would fly the | earth a- | round ; And wherever man unto error bow'd, I'd publish in notes both long and loud, The | Truth's most | joyful | sound. 6 I would fly, I would fly on the wings of day, Proclaiming peace on my | world-wide | way, Bidding the sadden 'd ones rejoice — If I were a I voice, * "an im- j mortal I voice. ii Psalm 51. Sabbath School, 53. AYE mercy upon me, 0 God, according to thy | loving -| kindness ; According to the multitude of thy tender mer- cies. | blot out | my trans- | gressions. "Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and j cleanse me' -from my j sin ; For I acknowledge my transgression ; and my | sin is | ever* "be- ! fore me. Against thee, thee only have I sinned, and done this evil in [ thy — | sight ; That thou may est be justified when thou speakest, and be | clear when | thou — | judgest. Create in me a clean heart, 0 God, and renew a right | spirit- -with- | in me. Cast me not away from thy presence, and take not thy | Holy | Spirit | from me. LEE 193 5 Restore unto me the joy of thy sa, uphold me with | ti. Then will I t- sinners shall be con- | verted | m 12. me. 1 Yl^ITH tearful eyes I look aro T T Life seems a da1 : my | sea ; gloom I hea A heavenly | whisper, | "Come to | me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest — It tells me where my | soul may | flee : Oh ! to the we How sweet the | bidding. | "Come to | me.M 3 When nature shudders, loth to part From all I love, en- | joy. and | see ; When a faint chill rs, | •• Come to | d .e. for all else must fail and Earth is no resting- | place for | thee, Heavenward direct thy weeping > I am thy | portion. | ''Come to | me." 5 0 voice of merc\ love ! In conflict. : ago- | ny, Support me, cheer me fi And gentlv | whisper, I "Come to j me." n 194 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 13. Psalm 07. tOD be merciful unto | ns, and | bless us ; _T And cause his | face to | shine upon us. 2 That thy way may be | known up-on | earth. Thy saving | health a- | mong all | nations. 3 Let the people praise | thee, 0 | God ; Let | all the | people | praise thee. 4 0 let the nations be glad and | sing for | joy : For thou shalt judge the people righteously. and govern the | nations j upon | earth. 5 Let the people praise | thee. 0 | i Let | all the | people | praise thee. 6 Then shall the earth | yield her | increase ; And God, even | our own | God, shall | bless us. 7 God | shall— | bless us ; And all the ends of the | earth shall | fear — ' him. 14:. Psalm 95. 1 A COME, let us sing mi- | to the | Lord : \J Let us make a joyful noise to the | Rock of | our sal- | vation. 2 Let us come before his presence | with thanks- | giving. And make a joyful noise | unto | him with | psalms. 3 For the Lord is a | great — | God, And a great | King a- | hove all | gods. CTH OOLLBOIKHT. t9fl 4 In his hand are the s | of the | earth : .The strength of the | hills is | his — | also. 5 The sea is his. | and he | mud.- it : And his hands | formed | the dry | la 6 0 come, let us worship and I how — | down : Let us kneed be- | fore the | Lord our | M 7 For he | is our | God ; And we are the people of hifl pasture, and the | sheep of | his — | hand. 8 To-day if ye will hear hifl voice, harden | not your | heart. As in the provocation, and as in the day of temp- | tation | in the | wilderne 9 When your father- | tempted | Proved | me, and | saw my | work. 10 Forty years long was I grieved with | this-- gener- | at ion. And said. It is a people that do err in their heart, and they | have not | known my | ways : 11 Unto whom I sware | in my | wrath That they should not | enter | into- my | rest. If). Ptolm 136. 1 AH. give thanks unto the Lord ; for | he is | l ' good : For his | mercy -en- | dureth' "for- | ever. 2 Oh. give thanks unto For his | mercy' *en- | dureth' 'for- | ever. 196 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3. Ob, give thanks to the | Lord of | lords : For his | mercy -en- | duretlr 'for- | ever. 4 To him who alone | doetlr -great | wonders : For his | mercy *en- | duretlr -for- | ever. 5 To him that by wisdom | made tbe | heavens : For his | mercy -en- | duretlr 'for- | ever. 6 To him that stretched out the earth a- | bove the | waters : For his | mercy *en- | duretlr for- | ever. 7 To him that | made great | lights : For his | mercy 'en- | duretlr -for- | ever. 8 The sun to | rule by | day : For his | mercy *en- | duretlr 'for- | ever. 9 The moon and stars to | rule by | night : For his | mercy -en- | duretlr -for- | ever. 10 Who remembered us in our | low es- | tate : For his | mercy * ■ en- | dureth ■ ■ for- | ever. 11 And hath redeemed us | from our | enemies : For his | mercy -en- | dureth* -for- | ever. 12 Who giveth food to | all— | flesh : For his | mercy *en- | dureth- -for- | ever. 13 Oh, give thanks unto the | God of | heaven ; For his | mercy #en- | dureth- -for- | ever. 16. 1 TT°W 11 Ar Isaiah, lii. 7-9. beautiful up- | on the | mountains e the feet of him that bringeth good | ti- dings, ■ that | publish-eth | peace; LRK ' ELECTION. '2 That bringeth goo I tiding lisheth | sal — | vation ; That saith unto | Zion, • Thv | God— | n eth! o Thy watchmen shall lift | op th< With the voice r | shall they | sing ; 4 For they shall see | eye to | eye, When the Lord shall | bring a- | gain — | /'.' 5 Break | forth- -into | Joy, Sing together, ye waste places | of Je- | i | lem : 6 For the Lord hath | comforted ■ ■ his | people, He hath re- | deemed- Je- | rasa- | I 7 The Lord hath made bare his holy arm in the of | all the | nation- ; And all the ends oi the earth shall see the sal- | vation | of our | God. Te Deum Laudamus. 17. 1 WE praise | thee. 0 | God; t T We acknowledge | thee to | be the | i 2 All the earth doth j worship | tl The | Father | ever- | lasting. 3 To thee all angels | cry a- | loud, The heavens, and | all the | powers there- | in. 4 To thee | cherubim.- and | seraphim, Con- | tinu-al- | ly do | cry, 5 Holy, | holy, | hoi v. Lord | God of | Saba- | oth ; 198 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 6 Heaven and | earth are | full Of the | majes-ty | of thy | glory. 7 The glorious company of the apostles | praise — | thee. The goodly fellowship of the | prophets j praise — | thee. 8 The noble army of martyrs | praise — | thee. The holy church throughout all the world ] doth ac- | knowledge | thee, 9 The Father, of an | infi-nite | majesty ; Thine adorable, | true, and | only | Son ; 10 Also the | Holy | Ghost, The | Com | fort | er. 11 Thou art the King of | glory, 0 | Christ, Thou art the everlasting I Son* -of the | Fa- — | ther. 12 When thou tookest upon thee to de- | liver | man. Thou didst humble thyself to be | born — | of a | virgin. 13 When thou hadst overcome the | sharpness' ol | death, Thou didst open the kingdom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers. 14 Thou sittest at the right hand of God, in the glory | of the | Father. We believe that thou shalt | come to | be oui | judge. 15 We therefore pray thee. | help thy | servants. Whom thou hast redeemed | with thy | pre- cious | blood. ! r KCTION. 1 00 ike them t red I with thy | B In | glory | ever- | lasl 17 O Lord, thine | heriti rn them and | lift them | ap for I 18 Day by day we | niagni-fy | : And we worship thy name ever, | out- - I I 19 V< g this day | with* out | sin : d. have mercy upon us, have | I up- | on— | us. 20 0 Lord, let thy mercy be up- | As om I ti iisi | is in | t] 21 0 Lord, in thee | have I | trusted ; Let me | never | be con- | founded. 18. Gloria Patri. 1 pLORY be to the Father, and | to the | Son, VJ And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; 2 As it was in tiie beginning, is now, and | ever* shall | be, "World I without | end. A- I men. 19. The Lord'* Prayer.— Matt vi. 9-18. '0 UR Father who | art in | heaven, Hallowed | be — | thy — | name ; 200 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 2 Thy | kingdom | come. Thy will be done in earth | as it | is in | hear en. 3 Give us this day our | daily | bread ; . And forgive us our debts, as | we for- | give our | debtors : 4 And lead us not | into- 'temp- | tation, But de- | liv-er | us from | evil ; 5 For thine is the kingdom, and the | power, and the | glory, For- | ever. | A | men. 20. I will arise. 1 T WILL arise and go unto my father, and will X | say -unto | him, 2 Father. I have sinned against heaven and be- | fore — | thee, 3 And am no more worthy to be called | thy— | son. Amen. Qi From the recesses of a lowly spirit. Dulcimer, 300. 1 T7ROM the recesses of a lowly spirit, our hum- Jl ble prayer ascends, 0 | Father. | hear it ; Borne on the trembling mugs of fear and | meekness ;• -for- | give its | weakness. 2 We know — we feel, how mean, and how unwor- thy the lowly sacrifice we | pour be- | fore thee ; LEE AYI..\ nON. 201 What can we offer I holy ! • 'but ' sin and I folly ? 2 We see thy hand— i- I e it <: ad it | courts And then we I it blindne 4 Whf> caii Oh, who can 1. tercy, • "and | never | love tl 5 Kind Benefactor ! plant within this bosom the | Is of holin And let them blossom in fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal,* "and j spring j&- | ternal. 6 Tlien place them in those everlasting gardens where angels walk, and seraphs' 'are the | ward Wheie every flower, brought safe through death's dark | portal,- -be- | comes ira- | mortal. Amen. QO. For the Poor. ^ *-** Dulcimer, 206. 1 "DLESSEDishethatcon- | sidereth 'the | poor; D The Lord will de- | liver- 'him in j time of | trouble. 2 The Lord will preserve him, and | keep* 'him a- | live : And he shall be | blessed' up- | on the ] earth. 202 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 The Lord will strengthen him upon the | "bed of | languishing ; Thpu wilt make | all his | bed' 'in his | sick- ness. Amen. 0 O If a man die, Plymouth Collection, 356. 1 TF a man die, shall he | live a- | gain ? A All the days of my appointed | time will I | wait Till | my change | come. 2 For there is hope of a tree, if it | be cut | down, That it will | sprout a- | gain, And that the tender branch thereof | will not | cease. 3 Though the root thereof wax | old in the | earth, Yet through the scent of | water it will | bud, And bring forth | boughs like a | plant. 4 But man dieth and | wasteth a- | way ; Yea, man giveth | up the | ghost, And | where is | he ? 5 As the waters | fall from the | sea, So man lieth down, and | riseth | not Till the | heavens be no | more. 6 Oh, that thou wouldst | hide me in the | grave, That thou wouldst keep me in secret, till thy | wrath be | past, That thou wouldst appoint me a set time, and re- | member j me. t For I know that my Re- | deemer | liveth, And that he shall stand in the latter day up- j on the | earth, LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 203 And though worms d< a my flesh shall I I see— , God. 24 l0 JBuri Dulcimer, 300. UR days on earth are as a shadow, and there is | none a- | biding ; We are but of yesterday, there is but a j step • between us and | death. 2 Man's days are as grass ; as a flower of th | so he ! flourisheth ; He appeareth for a little time, and then [ van- ish- | eth a- | way. 3 "Watch, for ye know not what hour your | Lord doth j come : Be ye also ready, for in such an hour .. think not, the j Son of | man — | com 4 It is the Lord ; let him do what j seemeth. .him ! good : The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away, and blessed be the j name — j of the J Lord. Amen. O^ So/ wer, 1 DO fades the lovely, blooming flower, frail, 0 smiling - So soon our transient comforts fly, and pleas- ■ nly blooms to j die. 2 Is there no kind, no healing art, t^ soothe the anguish j of the , heart? 204 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Spirit of grace j be ever nigh : thy comforts | are not | made to | die. 3 Let gentle patience smile on pain, till dying hope re- | vives a | gain ; Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, and faith points | upward | to tlie j sky. Amen. tyf\ Deathless spirit, novo a/ri ^ ^ • Dulcimer, 300. 1 T\EATHLESS spirit, now arise ; soar, thou na- U tive | of the | skies ; Pearl of price by Jesus bought, to his | glori- ous J likeness | wrought. 2 Go to shine before the throne ; deck the Medi- | a tor's | crown ; Go, his triumphs to adorn ; made for | God, to I God re- I turn. Amen. 27. Burial Service. 1 T)LESSED are the dead, who die in the | Lord J) from | henceforth : Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, | and their | works do | fol- low them. 2 Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection ; on such the second death | hath no j power; But they shall be priests of God, and of Christ, and shall reign with | him a | thousand I years. LEE AVKNTE COLLECTION. 8 Unto him that loved us. and washed us from our sins in Ins own blood, an 1 hath ma kings and pri< - ther : To him be glory and do- minion • "and ; ever. 4 Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord from ice forth : Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest their labors. ; and their | works do fol- low them. Amen. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. The figures refer to pages. Page A grain of corn an infant's hand 62 A Tittle longer here below 115 All honor to our Sunday-School 100 Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height 121 As o'er his furrow'd fields which lie 156 At Sunday-School you're sure to find , 20 A welcome, brothers, from each heart 16€ Beautiful Zion built above 151 Behold ! behold ! the Lamb of God 18 Blest are the humble souls who see 76 Book of grace and book of glory 89 Breast the wave, Christian,\vhen it is strongest 109 By cool Siloam's shady rill 88 Chide mildly the erring 107 Children, hark, the Saviour's speaking 65 Children of Zion ! what harp notes are stealing 77 Columbia, the gem of the ocean 7 176 Come all who would to glory go 49 Come, friends and brethren, ere we part ... 161 Come, let us anew our journey pursue 125 Come, litt'e soldiers, join in our band 51 Come, my brethren, let us try 81 Come sound his praise abroad 5 Come to Jesus, come to Jesus 75 Come with us to-day, oh, come 23 Cc me, ye converts, come and welcome 47 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness 91 Days and weeks and months returning 95 Dear Jesus ! ever at my side 14 Depth of mercy can there be 43 Do not I love thee. O my Lord 23 Dust receive thy kindred 13? Eternity is just at hand lu Every day hath toil and trouble 10> INDEX OF FIRST LIN hading, M the last beam is shini g Farewell, deer friends, I may not stay Farewell, my dear brethren. Bather, 1 know that ■ Forever w;th the Lord For \vh • I i and my K \ From busy toil ire Gently, Lord, ol - ad na God's bl a God is i rion Go, lat r on : your hands are weak _- -o bright in the morning light 1 1 nr k. 1 a voice, a heav< Hark, hark, to the merry' Christmas bel'.s 1 66 le bells of lm ;. Heavenly home! heavenly home! previous name ton. Hear the royal proclamation Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam 117 Hide not thy talent in the earth 61 e thee pen of life's harvest 58 Home at last ! home at last 138 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord 36 the man who has chosen wis How 1< 13 How precious is the name 82 lious f.nd tasteless the hours Idler, why lie down to die If one bright spot there is on earth 1 have a Father in the promised land .... I know thou art gone to the home of thy re-t A'm but a stranger here 144 X lay my I may, if I have but a mind jn Eden's green retn . 15J intemperance like a raging flood 16' In the Christian's home'in glory 14 208 INDEX OF FIEST LINES. Pag* In the dying of the year 131 In the quarries you should toil 1R2 In this world of grief and pain 1$& I was a wandering sheep 45 Jesus, dear name, how sweet the sound 72 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone 119 Jesus spreads his banner o'er us 37 Jesus, this mid-day hour of prayer 50 Jesus, thy love shall we forget 16 Kind words can never die 85 Let every heart rejoice and sing 0 Let others sing the ruby bright. 169 Let the still air rejoice 171 Let us all, both old and young 92 Light of life, seraphic fire 28 Like mist on the mountain 71 Little builders, build away 64 Little givers, come and bring 59 Little rain drops feed the rill 60 Lord, can a simple child like me 63 Lord, I believe thy power 1 own TO Lord, lead the way the Saviour went 104 Lord, may our sympathizing breasts 103 Lord !' not to some few favor'd nooks 175 Lord, teach us how to pray aright 12 Lord, what offering .-hall we bring 103 Merrily, the temperance horn 165 Mourn for the thousands slain 172 Nearer, my God, to thee 123 No night shall be in heaven ! no gathering gloom 153 Now, dear children, can you tell." 127 Now the golden ear 12c O God, to thy promise our hearts humbly cling. 2C O happy day! when God's dear Son 126 Oh. come children, come to the Saviour to-day 50 Oh, lor a breeze of heavenly love 124 Oh, if for me the cup you fill 163 Oh, there is a river, whose fresh waters flow 80 Oh, there will be mourning, mourning 143 Oh ! the Sabbath morningl)eautiful and bright 23 Oh ! touch it not, for deep within 156 Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye d\o 54 Oh, we are happy now, dear mother 8T Oh, what ship is this that corals sailing by 81 Oh, where shall rest be found 18f INDEX Of FIRST LIS 209 Oh, vronH you One sw< ■: y solemn thong it Our hope is I .till t on DOthii B m a-.] boundli . . . 129 my little maid sr Qod Pilgrims we are. to Canaan bound 118 ::h bell Ply the oar, brother, and speed the boat .-cine measure Else, my soul, and stretch thy wings f death, thy stream I Bee >n ! oh, the joy lal sound 10 ; meet us See the shining ill She 1oy< r, and to him 101 Since o'er thy footstool here below 149 ;. -ml death the cup contains 170 ton anil forever onr union shall be Speak gently, it is better far 101 Speed, speed the temperance ship I who lead his boat :her, stay, the night is wild Take t rs, tell us why you toil Tell me of the joys ot heaven The bird that soars on highest wing 89 The day has come, the joyful day The day of small things God will not The happy morn we hail again The lost lovely morning. 149 The Lord unto his _ . The master builder calleth There is a hopeful company ITT There is an hour of peaceful rest 145 The Sunday-School army has gathered once in The Snnday-Sehool, how Bweet the plsce There is a place where my . Aspirations of Youth. School Singer, W. 1 TTIG-HER, higher will we climb, ^ Up the mount of a lory, That our names may live through timo, In our country's story ; Happy when her welfare calls, He who ccnqui-rs, he who falls, Happy he, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Deeper, deeper let us toil, In the mines of knowledge ; Nature's wealth and learning's spoil, Win from school and college ; Delve we there for richer gems Than the stars of diadems. Delve we there, &c. 3 Onward, onward will we press, In the path of duty ; Virtue is true happiness, Excellence true beauty ; Minds are of celestial birth — Let us make a heaven of earth. Minds, &c. 4 Closer, closer let us knit Hearts and hands together, "Where our fireside comforts sit, In the wildest weather ; Oh! they wander wide, to roam, For the joys of life, from home. Oh! they wander, &ot 5 Nearer, dearer bands of love Draw our souls in union To our Father's house above, To the saints' communion ; ■ Thither every hope ascend, There may all our labors end. Thither, &c LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2. Sing ! Gayly Sing ! Young Melodu t, M, 1 CING! gayly sing! ^ Let gladness round us ring ! This little, simple, cheerful lay Shall be our happy song to-day, Sing! gayly sing! 2 Sing ! sweetly sing ! "What joy from school does spring ! The happy faces there we meet, The kindly smiles we always greet ! Sing ! sweetly sing ! 3 Sing ! loudly sing I "What sports will evening bring ! We'll jump and race, we'll skip and hop, We'll play at ball, at hoop or top, Sing I loudly sing ! 4 Sing ! softly sing ! When dusky night doth fling Its shadows o'er our drowsy heads, In peace we then will seek our beds * Sing ! softly sing ! 5 Sing ! early sing ! When morn the light shall wing We then will rise, and cheerful, too, Resolved our lessons well to do ; Sing ! early sing ! 4: LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3« The Excursion. Normal Singer, 1 M. 7 MERRILY every heart is bounding, Merrily oh ! merrily oh 1 Joyfully now the news is sounding, Joyfully oh ! joyfully oh J To the woods we go, Where the violets grow, Where the violets grow, To the woods we go. Merrily every heart is bounding Merrily oh ! merrily oh ! Merrily, merrily, merrily oh ! Merrily oh ! merrily oh ! 2 Cheerily every face is beaming, Cheerily oh ! cheerily oh ! Playfully every eye is gleaming, Playfully oh j playfully oh ! In the fields away We will rove to day ; We will rove to-day In the fields away. Merrily every heart, &c. 1 4t To the Grove Away. Normal Singer, VI, "U7ITH hundred thousand voices cry, ' " Hurrah 1 hurrah ! hurrah I Let our rejoicing fill the sky, Hurrah! hurrah 1 hurrah! Come from your gloomy dwellings forth, Come one and all, from south and north, Hurrah 1 hurrah I hurrah ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTIOX And is your bo3om full of glee ? Then sing and shout aloud with me ; We'll quickly to the w Where birds on every twig are gay. Hurrah ! hurrah ! hurrah 1 We see the flowers on every side, And nature's beauties far and wide ; Oh I let them move our hearts to song, To swell the chorus loud and long. Hurrah ! hurrah 1 hurrah J 5. Festal Day. Sunday-Sehool Harmonist, M» 1 CEE the rising generation, ^ Come with joyous exultation, And with shouts of acclamation, This glad day to celebrate. What a happy meet; While each other greeting, And sweet songs repealing, While our hearts with joy dilate. 2 In our school we are united, With instruction we're delighted, To the Saviour we're invited, Amd the Bible is our rule. In our hearts we bless it, To our bosoms press it, And our lips car Tis our guide in Sabbath-schooL LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 We are children of the nation, Fair Columbia is our station, And the Bible's our foundation, In this free and happy land ; "We're from Pilgrim fathers, And of Christian mothers ; Like a band of brothers, We're united heart and hand 4 "We behold with admiration Our glorious Declaration, And we fear no usurpation "We're a firm, united band ; And there's none shall sever Native hearts, no never 1 We are one forever, And on freedom's rock we stand. There's a Good Time Coming. Robin Red Breast, 141* THERE'S a good time coming, boys, A good time coming ; There's a good time coming, boys — Wait a little longer. We may not live to see the day; But earth shall glisten in the ray, Of the good time coming, Cannon balls may aid the truth, But thought's a weapon stronger ; We'll win our battles by its aid — Wait a little longer. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. There's a good time cc A good time cc: Th. time coming boys — Wait a little longer. 2 There's a good time coming, £c. The pen shall supersede the sword, And Eight — not Might — shall be the lord, In t: te coming: Worth — cot birth — shall rule mankind, And be acknowledged stronger ; The proper impulse has been given — Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming, &e. 3 There's a goc-d time coming, vie. Hateful rivalries of ct 11 not make their martyrs bleed, In the good time coming ; Religion shall be shorn of pride, And nourish all the stronger: And Charity shall trim her lamp— TS'ait a little iosf There's a good time coming, te. 4 There's a good time coming, te, War in all men's eyes shall be A monster of iniquity. In the good time coming. Nations shall not quarrel then, To prove which is the stronger; Xor slaughter men for glory's sake— Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming, ic. O LEE AVEXUE COLLECTION. • • Wake and Sing Wilde r'a Musical Elementary, I 1 'WAKE and sing 1 brother, sing ! T Let it never grieve you, Though the world go wrong ; Let not courage leave you, Night cau not be long. "Wake and sing ! brother, sing I He who does his best endeavor, Peace may rill his soul forever. 2 "Wake and sing ! brother, sing ! Birds are sweetly singing On the leafy spray, Joy around is ringing, Xature all is gay. "Wake and sing ! brother, sing ! Grief and fear by earth are given, Good alone is sent from heaven. t "Wake and sing ! brother, sing ! Let us ever cherish Friendship, love, and truth ; Then when time shall perish, Bright shall be our youth. "Wake and sing ! brother, sing ! Heavenly care is watching o'er us> Sing aloud in joyful chorus. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 8. " How Pleasant here/' Boys' and Girls' S'nging Book, 9U 1 TTOW pleasant here each week to meet, Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! Our loved companions here to greet — Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah ! "With joyful hearts and cheerful sound, In wisdom's ways we'll e'er be found. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! 2 No angry passions here shall dwell, Hurrah, &c. But kindness, friendship, and good will ; Hurrah, kc Here learning bright, and science pure, Our health and comfort shall insure. Hurrah, &c. 3 "We'll never trifle time away, Oh no I oh no ! oh no ! Nor slight the blessings of the day, Oh no! oh no! oh no! But we'll improve each fleeting hour, And treasures of the mind secure. Hurrah, &c. 10 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 9« Echo Song for Holidays. Young Choir, 104> L TJP the hills on a bright sunny mom, ^ Voices clear as the bugle horn, List to the echoes as they flow, Here we go, we go — wre go ! Come, follow, follow me ; TFe'll come, we'll come with glee, Hurrah ! hurrah ! we're free, "We'll follow, follow thee. 2 Now by streamlets pearly, pure, Here we wander, free, secure, See how the rippling waters flow, On they go, they go — they go ! Come, follow, &c. 3 Now through shady vale and grove, Joyous, happy, here we rove ; List to the songster's cheerful lay — Happy day, happy day, happy day ! Come, follow, &c. 4 Happy school-boy, cease to roam, Turn thee to thy joyful home ; Smiles shall cheer the close of day, ^ Homo away — away, away ! Come follow, &c. LEE AVENUE OOLLBCTFOH. It 10. The Star-Spangled Banner. : al Elem«ntanr. \4-\ 1 AH ! say can you tell by the dawn's early light, ^ What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming ; And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that the foe wa3 still there ! Oh ! say does the star-spangled banner yet w O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! 2 On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty b silence re- f)06 What is that which the breeze o'er the towering- steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses t 12 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines o'er the stream ; Tis the star-spangled banner — oh! long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! 8 And where is that band who so vauntingly swore, That the havoc of war and the battle's confu- sion, A home and a country should leave us no more ? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps1 pollution : No refuge could save the hireling and slave, From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! 4 Oh ! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their loved homes and the wars deso- lation, Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heaven- rescued land Praise the power that hath made and preserved us a nation ; Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto, " In God is our trust !" And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave i LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 13 11« The Flag of our Union. lira !bury\s Seasons, Part 8, 88. •1 ^A SONG- for our bannei ratchword 21 recall. Which gave the Republic her station; * United we stand, divided we fall." It made and preserves us a :. The union of lakes— the union of lands — The union of States none can sever ! The union of hearts — the union of hands — And the flag of our Union forev 1 ttTiat God in his infinite wisdom designed, And armed with his weapons of thunder, Not all the earth's despots and factions combined, Have the power to conquer or sunder. The union of lakes, ftc. 12. "The Banner of the Free." Bradbury's Seasons, Part 8, 9%. 1 THE bright flag of America, How gallantly it waves Above the freeman's dwelling place, Above the foeman's grave ; By noble streams and forests deep, And on the bounding A thousand hearts are welcoming The banner of the free. 2 Where'er a peaceful hamlet lies, Its sheltering hills between, The starry beacon floats above, As guardian of the scene ; 14 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Where'er the north pine forests bind The tempest's sweeping blast ; And every stone a record keeps Of struggles of the past. 3 Where prairie's spreading plains are seen, And wild war-whoops ring by ; Or, by the distant water course, Beneath a southern sky — The stars and stripes wave proudly out, And from far wood to sea, From heart and voice breaks forth the shout, " The banner of the free." 13 . "The Stars on our Banner." Musical Bouquet, 219. 1 A RE the stars on our banner less brilliant to-day Than when in the hour of their trial and gloom, The heroes we honor they led to the fray, To conquer for freedom, or hallow her tomb 1 Do we love them the less, as they glitter afar, Our herald in peace and our standard in war ? By the deeds of the valiant, The blood of the slain, By the cause that we cherish, The rights we maintain ; We'll ever defend, by the souls of the brave, Their honor, wherever that banner shall wave* 2 Let faction assail or oppression invade, Let treachery weaken, or intrigue divide, 'Neath that banner will freemen draw swiftly the blade, And swe^p back the foe as weeds swept by th« tide: LEE AVEN'UE COLLECTION. If Wherever those stars shall bespangle the sky, There will freemen bo bound to defend thorn or die I Shine, stars of the Union! "Wave, flag of the free I The hope of the nations Is centred in thee 1 We'll ever defend, &c. 14. My Own Native Land. Boys' and Girls' Singing Book, 14. 1 T'YE roamed over mountain, I've crossed over x flood, I've traversed the wave-rolling sand ; Though the fields were as green, and the moon shone as bright, Yet it was not my own native land. Xo. no. no, no. no, no. Though the fields were as green, and the moon shone as bright, Yet it was not my own native land. 2 The right hand of friendship how oft; have I grasped. And bright eye3 have smiled, and looked bland ; Yet happier far were the hours that I passed In the West — in my own native land. Ye?. Yet happier far were the hours that I passed In the West — in my own native land. 16 LEE AVEXTE COLLECTION. 3 Then hail, dear Columbia, the land that we love, Where nourishes Liberty's tree ; Tis the birth-place of Freedom, our own native home ; Mis the land, 'tis the land of the free ! Yes. yes. yes. yet tTl3 the birth-place of Freedom, our own native home ; Mis the land, 'tis the land of the free ! 15. Song of Liberty. Robin Red Bre&sx. S4. 1 IfERRILY every bosom boundeth, ■^ Merrily oh ! merrily oh! Where the song of freedom soundeth, Merrily oh ! merrily^oh ! There the gath'ring smiles of peace are beaming^ Where tb .: reaming, Every joy the ]and surroundeth, Merrily oh ! merrily oh I 2 Wearily every bosom sigheth. Wearily oh ! wearily oh ! When the dove of ptaee it flyeth, Wearily oh ! wearily oh ! There no cheerful songs of freedom greeting, Childhood's happy smile is quickly fleeting, Every flower of love then dieth Wearily oh I wearily oh I 3 Cheerily then from hill and val" Cheerily ol ly oh! Like your native fountains sally, Cheerily oh ! cheerily oh 1 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. IT While the children shout their loud hosanna, Where they wave the nation s starry banner, Round the flag of freedom rally, Cheerily oh 1 cheerily oh I 16. Ode for Fourth of July. Anniversary Hymns, 19. 1 AH I blessed be the day that saw to life unfold* ing, Our starry banner first arise, Oh ! bless, bless the day I Bright, bright in freedom's native skies, That peerless banner gayly flies, May we its honor prize, And bless, bless the day. U The morning with chimes awakes the world re- joicing, And every heart from slumber starts, To bless, bless the day ; Then happy crowds from every door, To greet their brother freemen pour, While hearts swell more and more, To bless, bless the day. 3 With sweet native song the children too are join- ing, The nation's young with joyous tongue, To bless, bless the day. Their patriot songs of liberty, They blend with yours in sympathy, On this gi>eat jubilee 1 To bless, bless the day. 18 1.EE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 Oh! joy for the day when first the world beaming, Upon the air, our banner fair. Oh ! bless, bless the day ; And long as morning suns shall rise, May that proud banner flout the skies, "While join the good and wise, To bless, bless the day. 17. Our Father Land. Boys' and Girla Singing Book, fk 1 pOME one and all, around me stand ; ^ Come join in swelling chorus, And praise our goodly native land — Our father-land that bore us. Old Ocean bore from Mammon's marts The plant of freedom hither ; It blossoms yet, and glads our hearts, And we'll not let it wither. 2 Where now we stand our fathers stood ; Firm men were they — true-hearted. Say, lives there now a race so good, Or have they all departed ? From zeal for freedom and for God, No charm of wealth could win them , O'er ocean tossed these wilds they trod— They carried home within them. B They cared not to be here renowned, Cared not for fame and glory ; But persecution on them frowned, And made them great in story. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION-. 19 Then join in heart, and join in hand, To raise a swelling chorus ; And praise our goodly native land — Our father-land that bore ua 18. The Pilgrim Fathers. King-ley's Social Choir, Vol. t, TO. THE breaking waves dashed high, On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against the stormy sky Their giant branches t e And the heavy night hung dark, The hills and waters o'er ; When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New-England shore. They, the true-hearted, came, Not with the roll of stirring drum, Or the trumpet that sings of fame — Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear ; They shook the depths of the desert's gloom • "With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang. And the stars heard, and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free : The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white wave's foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared ; This was this welcome home. "What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels, bright jewels, bright jewels of th« mine, 20 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. The wealth of the seas, the .spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground — The spot where first they trod ; They have left unstained what there they foun(\ Freedom to worship God. 19* We Come with Hearts of Gladness. Flora's Festival, gft» 1 AVE come with hearts of gladness, To breathe our songs of praise, Let not a note of sadness Be blended in our lays; Tor 'tis a hallowed story, The theme of freedom's birth : Our fathers' deeds of glory Are echoed round the earth. 2 The sound is waxing stronger, And thrones and nations hear, Kings may oppress no longer, For freedom's reign is near, ' Her reign will crush oppression, And raise the humble mind, And give the earth's possession Among the good and kind. 3 And thou shalt sink the mountain, Where pride and power were crowned, And peace like gentle fountains, Shall shed its pureness round ; And then the world will hear us, And join our glorious lay, And songs of millions cheer us, On this our nation's day. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. -1 4 Soon freedom's loud hosannas Shall burst from every voice, Till mountains and savannas Roll back the sound — rejoice ; Then raise the song of freedom, The loudest, sweetest lay, The captive's chains are riven, And Liberty shall reign. 20. "All Hail, Happy Day." Bradbury's Seasons, Part 2, TL 1 ALL hail, happy day, that speak'st our nation'! ""• glory ! A voice with thee Proclaims, " We're free !" Thrice hail, happy day! Our hills and plains no more are trod By those who wield oppression's rod, We know no tyrant's nod, Hail, hail, happy day ! t The graves of our fathers, laurels brightly crown them, They fought and died, That we in pride, Might hail freedom's day ! Then come, ye sons of freedom's throng, And shout their deeds in joyful song. May memory cherish long This bright, happy day. 22 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 That beams so bright, With freedom's light, On this happy day; That's ever sought and ever loved, By all her free-born sons approved. And guarded from above, Then hail, happy day ! 4 Come, join in our song, 0 all ye sons of freedom, And wide proclaim Our nation's name, On this happy day ; Break forth in joy, my native land, For 'midst thee stands a noble band — Thy towers shall ever stand — Then hail, happy day 1 5 Thrice hail, happy day, that speak'st our nation*! glory, A voice with thee Proclaims, " we're free ! Thrice hail, happy day ! To God our grateful songs we'll bring, And bow to him as sovereign King, "His boundless goodness sing, On this happy day. LEE AVBN'CE COLLECTION. 21. Hail Columbia. .'. Elemfawry, 1M TIAIL Columbia, happy laud, Hail ye heroes, heaven-born baud, Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, And when the storm of war was gone, Knjoy the peace your valor won ; Let independence be your boast, Ever mindful what ir cost ; Ever grateful for your prize. Let its altar reach the skies. Firm, united let us be, Rallying round our liberty ; As a band of brothers joined, Peace and safety we shall find 24 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Immortal patriots rise once more ! Defend your rights, defend your shore ; Let no rude foe with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies, Of toil and blood, the well-earned prize ; While offering peace, sincere and just In heaven we place a manly trust, That truth and justice may prevail, And every scheme of bondage fail Firm, united, &c. 3 Sound, sound the trump of fame! Let Washington's great name Ring through the world with loud applause- Let every clime to Freedom dear, Listen with a joyful ear ; With equal skill, with steady power, He governs in the fearful hour Of horrid war, or guides with ease, The happier times of honest peace. Firm, united, &c. 4 Behold the chief, who now commands, } Once more to serve his country, stands, The rock on which the storm will beat — But armed in virtue, firm and true,, His hopes are fixed on heaven and you : When Hope was sinking in dismay, When gloom obscured Columbia's day, His steady mind, from changes free, Resolved on death or libeett ! Firm, united, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. ii* Land of our Fathers. Bradbury's Young Sh»»rm, 58. 1 T AND of our fathers, wherever we roam, -^ Land of our birth, to us thou still art home1 Peace and prosperity on I . nd, Down to posterity their influence descend I All, then, uniting1. Hearts and voices joining. Sing we in harmony our native land our native land, our native land, our native land, our native land. 2 Though other climes may brighter hopes fulfill, Land of our birth, we ever love thee still. Heaven shield our happy home from eaeh host- ile band ! Freedom and plentv ever crown our native land I All, then, uniting. Hearts and voices joining. Sing we in harmony our native Ian< io. There is No Home like my Own. n.138. ] TN the wild chamois track, at the breaking of A morn, With a hunter's pride. O'er the mountain side, We are led by the sound of the Alpine horn, Tra. la, la. la. la, la, la, la, la, la. Oh ! that voice to me Is a voice of glee, "Wherever my footsteps roam ; 26 LEB AVENUE COLLECTION. And I long to bound, When I hear that sound, Again to my mountain home. In the wild chamois track, &c. 2 I have crossed the proud Alps, I have sailed down the Rhone, And there is no spot Like the simple cot, And the hill and the valley I call my own ; Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. There the skies are bright, And our hearts are light, Our bosoms without a fear ; For our toil is play, And our sport the fray With the mountain rose or deer. In the wild chamois track, &c. 24. Independence Day! Bradbury's Young Shawm, 131. 1 THIS day to greet, ■*■ With joy we meet ; 4 Then banish care away : With festive cheer, Come hasten here : 'Tis Independence Day ! 2 Joined heart and hand, A happy band, We Freedom's flag display : With music's sound We gather round : *Tis Independence Day ! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. W J We shout and 1 flowers bri Youth's joyful emblems tfa The Laurel twine With fadeless pine : 9 Independence Day ! t From morn to night, With love unite, To celebrate this day : Let peace and joy Our hearts employ : Tis Independence Day ! & Our fathers brave. The land to save, Did Freedom's call obey ; By young and old Their deeds be told : Tis Independence Day ! 3 Let banners wave For deeds so brave ! The stripes and stars display I The eagle bold Our shield shall hold : Tis Independence Day ! 1 Huzza again ! Another strain. And then for home away I This day was won By Washington ! Tis Independence Day ! 28 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 25. My Native Hills. Bradbury's Young Shawm, 14*. 1 AH ! give me back my native hills, ^ Rough, rugged, though they be, No other clime, no other land Is half so dear to me. The sun is bright, the world looks fair, And friends surround me here ; i But memory, brooding o'er the past, Gives home its tribute tear. 2 Though far from home, the heart may still Reflect surrounding light, Where stranger smiles enkindle love, And stranger hearts delight ; Yet oh ! they call the memory back, As meteor-like they glide, To tell how kind our early friends, How sweet our own fireside. 3 My native hills, still dear to me, Wherever I may roam, With lofty pride, with cherished love, I'll think on thee, my home. , For rooted in thy rock-bound shore, The noblest virtues grow ; And beauty's choicest flowers are culled From out thy highland snow. 4 Then give me back my native hills, Rough, rugged, though they be, No other clime, no other land Is half so dear to me. ■T. LECTION'. Affection's ties around my home Like ivy tendrils twine : My love, n and my pra My native bills, arc thine. Thanksgiving Hymn. 7s & 6a. 1 'T> | r i^e and adoration. 1 Dear Jesus, that we bring, A grateful hem's thanksgiving, To thee, our Heavenly King. Our many sins fbrgii Accept our youthful . Oh ! tune our hearts and voices Aright to sing thy praise. 2 Thy watchful care has led us Through many a dangerous way : is thy kind hand has fed U3 On each returning d In every earthly pleasure. TVe would thy goodness see ; For every earthly treasure, We render thanks to thee. 3 But, more than all, we bless thee, For Him who has come down, And mortal sorrow tasted, To purchase us a crown. He left a home celestial, A realm of light and bliss, 30 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION, To live a homeless stranger In such a world as this. 4 Reveal thy loving spirit To every waiting heart ; That we may grace inherit, And choose the better part. And when our days are ended, And time shall be no more ; "We'll join the choir of heaven, And praise thee evermore. 27. Coasting. Normal Singer, lift. 1 pOME out, come out, this wintry day, ^ To sport and play with me ; Our books and slates put far away, From study now be free ; While sliding down the hill, Over the clear, white snow. 2 Oh ! who's afraid of winter's day, Its cold, its ice. or snow ? What though we miss the sun's warm ray, What though the winds do blow, While sliding down the hill, Over the clear, white snow ? 3 Then haste, companions, haste away, The day is cold and still ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 31 We'll have some noble sport to-day, A-sliding down the lilli, A-sliding down the hill, Over the clear, white snow. Boat Song. T IGHTLY row ! Lightly row ! O'er the glassy waves we go ; Smoothly glide ! Smoothly glide ! On the sileut tide ; Let the winds and waters be Mingled with our melody. Sing and float ! Sing and float ! In our little boat. Far away ! Far away ! Echo in the rocks at play, Calleth not, Calleth not To this lonely spot ; Only with the sea-bird's note Shall our dying music float ; j::tly row! Lightly row ! Echo's voice is low 1 Normal Singer, 14^ £2 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Lightly row ! Lightly row ! O'er the glassy waves we go ; Smoothly glide ! Smoothly glide ! On the silent tide ; Let the winds and waters be Mingled with our melody; Sing and float ! Sing and float! In our little boat. £v* Fisher's Song. Normal Singer, 143. 1 TTP and down all day long, u Life is gliding like our song; Up and down all day long, Gliding like our song ; On the restless sea we float, In our little fisher-boat ; Up and down all day long, Glide we like our song. 2 Far from care, far from pain, Far from thought of greedy gain ; Far from care, far from pain, Far from thought of gain ; Over life's tempestuous tide, Calmly, cheerfully we ride ; Up and down all day long Glide we, like our song. LEE AVEKUE COLLECTION. I JO. Charming Little Valley. mat Singv, it. 1 pHARMIXTx little valley, ^ S railing all so ga Like an angel's brow, Spreading out thy treasures, Calling us to pleasures Innocent as thou 2 Skies are bright above thee, Peace and quiet love thee, Tranquil little dell; In thy fragrant bowers, Twining wreaths of flowers, Love and friendship dwell 3 May our spirits daily Be like thee, sweet valley Tranquil and serene — Emblems to us given Of the vales of heaven, Ever bright and green. The Meadow-Spring. ml Singtr, ST, 1 T ITTLE cooling meadow-spring, -^ Bright and sparkling, full and free, Hear us while our song we sing, For it is a song to thee. 34 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Oft we wander to thy brink, Faint and thirsty, from our play ; And we gather, as we drink, Strength and vigor for the day. 3 Often on thy border green, Plucking flowers, we sit and rest ; When we rise, ourselves are seen, Pictured on thy glassy breast. 4 Many joys to thee we owe, Silver fountain, cool and clear ; In thy cheerful stream we throw Every care and every fear. 5 Haste thee on, and never stay, Bright and sparkling, full and free ; "We will follow in thy way, Singing still our song to thee. 32» Celebration. Anniversary Hymn*, li 1 r*OME, join our celebration, ^ With hallowed songs of joy, And on this bright occasion, Your sweetest notes employ ; Parents and friends invited, And teachers now are here, In purpose all united, Our youthful hearts to cheer. Come, join, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 35 2 Thanks to the God of heaven, Kind guardian of our race, For all the fa\ Beneath his smiling face — For health, and strength, and reasa And friendship unalloyed, And every pleasant season In Sunday-schools enjoyed. Come, join, kc. 3 Thanks for the kind protection God's arm has thrown around, And for that sweet affection He causes to abound In those who're watching o'er us, With many an anxious sigh, And seeking to restore us To peace and heavenly joy. Come, join, &c. 4 May God with many a blessing Reward their toil and care. And hear them while addressing His throne in fervent prayer ; And may his love constraining, Our youthful spirits bow, And grace forever reigning, Our inmost souls endow. Come, join, &c. 36 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 33, The Brave Old Oak. Young Melodist, 36. 1 A SONG- of the oak — the brave old oak ***• Who hath ruled in this land so long 1 Here's health and renown to his broad green crown, And his fifty arms so strong. There is fear in his frown when the sun goes down, And the fire in the west fades out, And he showeth his might on a wild midnight, "When the storms through his branches shout. Then sing to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in this land so long, And still flourish he, a hale green tree, When a hundred years are gone. 2 He saw the rare times when the Christmas chimes Were a merry sound to hear, And the squire's wide hall, and the cottage small, Were full of good English cheer. And all the day to the rebeck gay They frolicked with lovesome swains. They are gone ! they are dead ! In the church-yard laid — But the tree, he still remains. Then sing to the oak, &c LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 37 34. May Shout. x- Elementary, T*. 1 AH ! the lovely, lovely May ! ^ Ever welcome, ever g When by vale and mountain, When by brook and fountain, Flow'rets bloom and insects play, In the lovely, lovely 1 Oh ! the lovely, lovely May ! Ever welcome, ever g Charming, charmisg. charming, charm- ing, charming, lovely May. 38 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Oh ! how fresh the morning air ! Oh ! how lovely all things are ! Birds so gayly singing, "Woods and meadows ringing, Buds and blossoms fresh and bright, Leaves so green, enchanting sight — Oh ! the lovely, &c. 3 Hark ! the universal shout 1 Nature's fairest forms are out ! Lambs are bleating, skipping, Bees are buzzing, sipping, Walk or ride, or row the boat, Stand or fall, or sink or float — Oh 1 the lovely, &c. 35« May Come3 Laughing o'er the Plain. School Singer, 88 1 TA, la, la! la, la, la! -^ May comes laughing o'er the plain, La, la, la ! la, la, la ! Herald of young Summer s reign, La, la, la ! la, la, la ! Breathing sweetness through the bowers, Tinting with bright hues the flowers. See ! she waves her magic hand, See ! she waves her magic hand ; Life and beauty round her play ; 'Tis the joyous month of May. Laughing May, joyous May, Lovely May, smiling May, Happy May, laughing May, Comes laughing o'er the plain. LEE A.VENTJE COLLECTION. 3$ 2 La, la, la ! la, la, la ! Winter's cold and leafless bough, La, la, la ! la, la, la ! Blushes at her presence now, La, la, la ! la, la, la ! On the bush the linnet sings, In the brnke the wild flower springs ; Sporting nymphs and happy swains Roam the fresh enamelled plains ; Every living thing doth .say, 'Tis the joyous month of May. Laughing May, &c. The Bright Rosy Morning. Musical Bouquet, 181. 1 THE bright, rosy morning A Peeps over the hills. "With blushes adorning The meadows and fields ; While the merry, merry, merry horn Calls come, come away, Awake from your slumbers, And hail the new day. 2 The deer, roused before us, Away seems to fly, And pants to the chorus Of hounds in full cry ; While the merry, &a 40 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 37. The Cheerful School Song. Musical Bouquet, N 1 AH ! 'tis sweet to sing a cheerful song, ^ It makes one happy, happy all day long ' And when at eve, our school we leave, The melody still cheers us home. We love our home, we love our friends, Our parents' smile, what joy it sends To hearts like ours, so full of song. We're happy, happy all day long. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ! &c. 2 Oh ! we love tfj learn of teachers kind, To cultivate our hearts and store our minds. Our knowledge thus shall bless us here, And make us useful everywhere. And when our slates and books put by, Our music hooks their place supply ! Oh ! then 'tis sweet to join the lay, Ana sing the happy hours away. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la! &c. 38. Morning Song. Normal Singer, 2J 1 A WAY with your slumbers, the bright mornl» -"- skies Proclaim the glad sun now is ready to rise, The birds are all singing, and this is their song, "Awake, you are sleeping, you are sleeping t long." The birds, &c. rEXUE COLL 41 2 Oh 1 who can be M the dew-drops so jbt, Are sparkling with pleasure to welcome the light ; The willows bend low with th to the ground, And flowers are all offering their incense around. The birds, I The sun looks with smiles on the loving and Who wander together, enjoying his light ; In pleasure they shout, and in harmony join, And sing of the care of the Father Divine. The birds, Ac V|9. Winter and Spring. 1 " A DIBIT, adieu." father Winter said ""■ To the world, when about to quit it, With his old white wig half off his head, As if never made to fit it. 2 " Adieu ! I'm off to the rocks and caves, To leave all here behind me ; Or perhaps I'll sink in the northern waves, So deep that none can find me. 3 " Good luck ! good luck to your hoary locks," Said the gay young Spring, advancing; "Go take your nap 'mid the caves and rocks, While I o'er the earth am dancing. 42 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 " There's not a spot where your foot has trod, You hard, old clumsy fellow, Not a hill or vale or single sod, But what I have got to mellow. 5 " And I shall spread them o'er with grass, That will look so fresh and cheering ; None will regret that they let you pass Far out of sight and hearing. 6 "The fountains you lock up so tight, When I shall give a sunning, Will sparkle in my gladdening light, And the brooks will set a running. 7 " The boughs you've caked all o'er with ice, 'Tis chilling to behold them, I stick them round with buds so nice, My breath alone can unfold them. 8 " And when the tree is in blossoms dressed, The bird with her songs so merry, Will come on its limb to build her nest, By the sign of the future cherry. 9 " The air and earth by their joyfulness, Shall show the good I'm doing, And the skies beam down with smiles to bles^ The course that I'm pursuing." 10 Said Winter, then : " I would have you learn, By me, my gay new-comer, To push off too when it comes your turn, And yield your place to Summer/' 43 '» Song of Gladness. :.na, 44. 1 CIN mess if green ; !r now our waving banners Pours its choral mel a bringing Roc' s, and tower and dwell* ing chorus round. hat doth keep us While our years are :. Pouri ye. Cow./ Are •.ver. - his love, all love surpassing! How his only Son Ik- g On the cruel cress to si From its doom * ,11 you hear the - Come, oh ! LOiue, and share his glory In the worldz- cf light above. Sing, i*hl sing; 44 LEE JLVENUE COLLECTION. 41. Awake the Song of Merry Greeting. Normal Singer, 44. 1 A "WAKE the song of merry greeting, •^ Sing tra la, la la, la la la; The notes inspiring, joy repeating, Sing la la, la la, la la la ; Let mirth to wisdom tribute pay, But yet be merry when we may. Sing la la, la la, la la la, Sing la la, la la, la la la, Sing la la, la la, la la la. 2 Though care will come, and tribulation, We'll sigh not in th' anticipation ; For joy will soon each grief dispel From hearts where love and friendship dwell tc<£ Roaming. Musical Bouquet, 184. 1 TTP and down, o'er hills and meads, u Riding, walking, quick, or slow, On wherever fancy leads, O'er the fair, bright world I'll go, Yes, yes, yes, yes, O'er the fair, bright world I'll gow 2 Light of heart, with courage high, Merrily I take my way ; What I this time come not nigh, I may find some other day. Yes, yes, yes, &c. 8 People good, and free, and kind, Meet my eye in every place ; LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. Near the cheerful hearth and board Still the wanderer finds a place. Yes. 3 Ne'er in loneliness I pine. For I march to music I Friend, if thou the song can join, Take thy staff and come with me. 43. The Woodland Call. Flora's Festlral, 61. 1 pOME, come to the woodland, come away; ^ Come away ; Ye maids and youths, 'tis holiday, Come away ; The air is sunny, but not so sweet. As under the shade where the fairies meet. Ye lads and lasses, so blithe ami - Haste to the wild wood, oh ! haste away. 2 Haste, haste, while the noontide sun rides high, Haste away; On the green sward where the stream runs by, Haste away ; We'll trip it merrily o'er the green, The goodliest company e'er was seen. Ye lads and lasses, &c. 3 And when tired, we will rest beneath the oak, Haste away ; Or pluck wild dowers that kiss the brook, Haste away; Or pipe the reed, or the song we'll sing, For those who dance in the elfin ring. Ye lads and lasses, kc. 46 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 4 And at eve, when the sun's last ray departs, Come away ; We'll homeward wend with joyful hearts, Come a way ; "We'll smiling part in the moon's soft light, And bid each other a kind good night. Ye lads and lasses, &c 44. u Brightly Gleam the Sparkling Rills." Flora's Festiv.'U,42. 1 "DRIG-HTLY, brightly gleam the sparkling rills, Summer, summer, sleeps on verdant hills ; Amid the shades we rambling stray Where cooling fountains sportive play ; Pealing, pealing come the laugh and shout; While gayly we sing till the old forests ring With the joy of our merry rout, With the joy of our merry rout. 2 Odors, odors load the summer air, Music, music sweetly echoes there ; And brightest maids, with softest glance, There join the song, and lead the dance ; Pealing, pealing, come the laugh and shout, While gayly we sing, till the old forests ring With the joy of our merry rout, &c. 3 Faintly, faintly, sounds the distant fall ; Lightly, lightly, woodland echoes call, And in their voice we deem we hear The tones of friends once gay and dear, Pealing, pealing join the laugh and shout, While g^yly we sing:, till the old forests ring With the joy of our merry rout, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION'. 47 45. Child's " Happy New Year." I Concert Hymns, Si. 1 K SWEET little maiden awoke from her slumbexs, -"■ When first the bright morning began to *j>- And when in his glory the sun rose upon her, She sprang up and wished him a Year, " I thank you, my darling," the sun gayly said, As on her bright ringlets his blushes he shed ; a something, pray, what shall it be, As a token for all your kind wishes to me ? 2 "I'll give you. sweet maiden, the light of my To greet you and guide you wherever you stray ; And when clouds of sorrow your path overshadow, The gleam of my arrows shall drive them away. Come now in life's morning, when all tilings are thine, And give thy young heart to thy Maker and mint; And then when thy sun in the west goeth down, He'll set thee forever a gem in his crown." \ Vhe child was delighted to hear the sun talking, As upward in glory he went on Lis way ; ^.nd she said to herself, When comes the still evening, 111 wish the stars also, and see w say. She did ; and found out that they too had" a tongue, And hymned their Creator in triumphant song ; And not only they, but there broke on her ear, From all things around her a happy Xew Tear. 48 LEE AYEXUE COLLECTION. 4b. I Covet not the Miser's Wealth. Normal Slower, 106b 1 T COVET not the miser's wealth, I would not be a slave : If G-od will only grant me health, No higher boon I crave ; But sing with thankful, tuneful tongue, My morning and my evening song. 2 How many a one in plenty swims, 'Mid palace, court, and hall, And yet is full of wants and whims, And rinds no joy in all ; The more he has, the more he'll crave, His cares end only in the grave. 3 They call this world a vale of gloom ; To me, it seems so bright, A garden gay, where roses bloom, And fragrant flowers u "Where every living, breathing thing May share the golden green of spring, 4 So now I'll praise and thank my God, And bear a cheerful breast ; I'll love his ways, I'll love his word, Who does for me the best ; And ever grateful may 1 be, To Him who daily blesses me. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 49 47. Clasp Hand in Hand. Normal Singar, It*. 1 pLASP band in hand, like brothers, ^ Let heart with heart unite. To pledge our faith and h< right Each voice and heart obeying, Bursts forth in glowing song, Through all the laud rtsounding In echoes loud and 1 2 The sacred bond and compact Xo distance shall undo; But rolling I twine it, More bind and true. Then hand in hand, like brothers, Let heart with heart unite, To pledge our faith and honor, To hold and guard the right 48. New Year. Noma! Sir.gor, 190. 1 CING, one and all, with grateful hearts, ^ To welcome in the gay new year] Let every care and trouble cease, And meet with heart and mind at peace The happy new 2 Sing, one and all, with grateful hearts, To welcome in the gay new year ! Fair Hope stands beck'ning, bright and sweet, Ind seems to say, "Come now, and meet The happy new year." 50 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 Sing, one and all, with grateful hearts, To welcome in the gay new year ! May ancient friendships never end, But step by step our path attend This happy new year. 4 Sing, one and all, with grateful hearts, To welcome in this gay new year ! And let our songs aris-j to heaven. To thank the Father who has given This happy new year. 49. Sing this Song with Me. Normal Singer, J5. 1 AK ! sing ye the merry, merry song with met ^ And let our hearts be free, As the wavings of ocean, that ceaseless swell, And the wandering breezes, that ever tell The music of all we see. 2 Oh ! sing ye the merry, merry song, so bold ! And sing of days of old ; When the stars of the night sparkled bright a» now, And we pledged to continue forever true, As when first our chorus rolled. 3 Oh ! sing ye the merry, merry song to-night: " And sing the hour's swifc flight ! Sing of Him who together has brought us here, Sing of Him who has made us to each so dear ; Oh ! sing the glad song to-night. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 51 Lovely Rose. Young Choir, 1Q& AF late so brightly glowing. ^ Lovely B We here beheld thee glowing, Lev Thou seem'cUr some ar._ Summer's breaih was warm around thee, Summer's beam with beauty crowned thee, So sweetly The blast too rudely blowing. Lovely R Thy tender form o'erthrowiug, Lovely Rose ; Alas ! hath laid thee low. Now amid thy native I Envious weeds, with branehes spread, Unkindly grow. 52 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 3 No fresh'ning dew of morning, Lovely Rose ; Thy infant buds adorning, Lovely Rose; To thee shall day restore. Zephyrs soft, that late caressed thee, Evening smiles, that parting blessed thee, Return no more. Ti 51. The Rose that all are Praising. Young Choir, t& pHE rose that all are praising, Is not the rose for me ; Too many eyes are gazing Upon the costly tree : But there's a rose in yonder glen, That shuns the gaze of other men, For me its blossoms raising: Oh I that"s the rose for me. 2 The gem a king might covet, Is not the gem for me : From darkness who would move it, Save that the world may see! But I've a gem that shuns display, And next my heart worn every day, So dearly do L love it : Oh I that's the gem for me. 3 Gay birds in cages pining, Are not the birds for me; Those plumes so brightly shining, Would tain fly off from thee : LEE AVE.VUE COLLECTION. 53 But I've a bird that gayly sings ; Though free to rove, she folds her winga, For me her ing: Oh ! that's the bird for me, Faith in God. Bdvs' an 1 Girls' Singiag Boot, 1%, 1 T KNEW a widow very poor, Who four small childreu had : The oldest was 'out six years old, A gentle, modest lad. 2 And very hard this widow toiled To feed her children four; A noble heart the mother had, Though she was very poor. 3 To labor, she would leave her home, For children must be fed ; And glad was she when she could buy A shilling's worth of bread. 4 And this was all the children had On any day to eat : They drank their water, ate their bread, But never tasted meat. 5 One day when snow was falling fast, And piercing was the air, I thought that I would go and see How these poor children were. 54 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION*. 6 Ere long I reached their cheerless home : 'Twos searched by every breeze ; Whoa going in, the eldest child I saw upon his knees. 1 I paused, and listened to the boy : He never raised his head, But still went on, and said, " Give us This day our daily bread" 8 I waited till the child was done, Still listening as he prayed ; And when he rose. I asked him why The Lord's prayer he had said. 9 "Why, sir," said he, "this morning, when My mother went away, She wept, she said, because she had No bread for us to-day. 10 " She said we children now must starve, Our father being dead ; And then I told her not to cry, For I could get some bread. 11 " * Our Father,' sir, the prayer begins, Which makes me think that he, As we have got no father here, "Would our kind father be. 12 " And then you know, sir, that the pray;■! Arm-chair." 1 T\TE love it, we love it. and who shall dare ' To cfc r lingering with tenderness il cherish it long as a holy spot, memory will Dot!" Tia bound by s thousand bands to my h —not a link will e Would ye learn the spell? 'tis the dearest of all, And a sacred thing is the Sabbath-School HalL 2 We've trodden its portals full many a day, "When our spirits were light, and our hearts gay ; Months rolled away, while we labored there. Secluded from sorrow and worldly care. Say it is folly, and deem us While the scalding tears steal down our cheek : Still we love it. we love it. the dearest of all. And we'll ever remember th .School Hall A1 58. The Fourth of July. rs&ry Book, 54. SONG for the day beaming o'er us ! An anthem of juvenile A rapturous, soul-stirring chorus 1 For this is the Fourth of Ju Then send up the soul-stirring chorus, For this is the Fourth of J- this is the Fourth of Jk is Fourth of July ! 60 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Long since, on this day of defial, Our fathers fought kings with their pot Their children, if put to the trial, Would sign that bold paper again. "Would sign that bold paper again, &c 3 The patriot band was assembled, The tyrants of earth to defy ; And tyrants have ever since trembled To hear of the Fourth of July. To hear of the Fourth of July, &c 4 They wish that old Time would absorb it, Or let it unnumbered go by ; But Time rolls around in his orbit, And brings a new Fourth of July. He brings a new Fourth of July, k, 10* 1 T LOYE thy fair and verdant hills; A I love thy vales which plenty tills ; I love thy mountains rude and steep, And all the storms which o'er them sweep, Oh ! well I love my native land — The land of freedom — happy land ! 2 I love thy waters, white with sails — Thy soil, whose harvest never fails — Thy towns, and villages, and farms, And cities — free from foreign arms ; Oh ! well I love. Ac. 3 I love thy shrewd and hardy sons, For they are brave and noble ones ; And in their bosoms glow those fires That warmed of old their pilgrim sires: Oh ! well I love, &c. 4 I love thy daughters — kind as fair — With mother's heart and sisters care — With love intent to soothe and save — Protect the weak, and cheer the brave: Oh! well I love, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. C5 5 I lov .ruard us round Thy sacred courts, and Gospel sound; I bless the Hand that made thee mine, And hail the ties that make me thine : Oh! well I love, 6L Freedom's Natal Day. -7 Book, 71. 1 T OUD raise the peal of glad:, ^ Tis freedom's □ I Our land that once in sad: Be-moaned the tyranl In liberty rejoi And heeds no monarch's rod : Lift high your joyous voices ; . lift them up to God. 2 CTwaa he. whose wisdom guided : our sires ; He o'er our arms presided — I he the praise requires — That gild our countr make our country blessed : To him be all the gl For all those gifts pos- 3 How rich the thought in pleasure, Xo despot can control ! But richer far the treasure freedom of the soul ! The yoke of bondage broken, To worship God we're free — To read what he hath spoken, Or, reverent, bow the knee. 64 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. O&t Our Anniversary. Tune, Away the Bowl. S. S. Anniversary Book, 9L 1 A SSEMBLED in our school once more, •^ On freedom's natal day, Our father's God we here adore, And bless the happy day ; The day that saw our nation's birth And freedom found a home on earth — We hail the day, the happy day ; Our Anniversary. 2 We meet not now 'mid boding fears Which clouded once this day, Nor where the helpless vassal's tears Still falling are to-day. No cruel despot's power we own, And slavery's curse is here unknown; We're free to-day ! 0 happy day ! Our Anniversary 3 To thee, great G-od, the praise belongs That we are blessed to-day — To thee ascend our cheerful songs Of gratitude to-day. 'Tw; s thy great arm, and thine alone, Could shake the haughty tyrant's throne, And bring this day, this happy day, Our Anniversary. 4 Still be thine arm of power displayed In glorious majesty, Until the nations long enslaved "Rejoice among the ifree. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION". 65 Till freedom's banner wide unfurled, Shall iloat in triumph o'er the world. And bring to all a happy d Like this, Our Aniveisary. 63« Come and Worship. S. 5. Auir.versAry Book, K. 1 ANGELS, from the realms of glory, *"• Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang ereatio Now proclaim Messiah's birth : Come and worship — Worship Christ,, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds, in the field abi Watching o'er your rloeks by night; God with man is now resid Yonder shines the heavenly light. Come and worship, 4c. 3 Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear ; Suddenly the Lord, descending. In his temple shall appear. Come and worship. &C, 4 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you — break your chains. Come and worship, &e. 66 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 64. The Notes of Joy. S. 8. Anniversary Bo*k, W, 1 IT ARK! hark! the notes of joy . Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains : Some new. delight in heav'n is known, Loud ring the harps around the throrne, 2 Hark ! hark ! the sounds draw nigh, ; wfui hosts descend ; Jeai To earth his footsteps bend : He comes to bless our fallen race, He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round, Let BYery mortal know What love in God is found, "What pity he can show ; • Ye winds that blow — ye waves that roll — Bear the glad news from pole to pole I 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel's name ! Arise, ye sons of men, And loud his grace proclaim: Angels and men. wake every string, TisGod the Saviour's praise we sing! LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 67 65. A Mlfe's a Man for all that. Normal Singer, ! 1 WE will not blush for poverty, ' ' Or hang our heads, and all that ; Though wealthy folks may pass us by, A man's a man for all that ; 6$ LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. For all that and all that, Oar toils obscure, and all that, Their rw arise, And wash away the stain! Th' oppressed are loudly calling, No longer hear in vain ! Go forth and meet the tempest, Alone, if need there be 1 Fear not, for God is with you, Be dauntless, firm, and free I 84* V/e Sons of the Mountains. Alpine Gle© Siuger, 164. 1 WE sons of the -mountains are happy and free, No bird of the air is more cheerful than wej Come here, all ye townsmen, be honest and tell If men in the cities more happily dwell I La. la. la. &c. 2 At mom, while the hamlet is shrouded in night, We bask on the mountains in heaven's own light ; At night when our kine are all safe and at peace, We seek our own fern beds, and rest at our ease. La, ia, la, &c. 8 We look on the heavens, with sunshine so bright, The stars and the moon, in their glory at night; We lift up oar hearts and like children we pray To Him who thus blesses our ni^nt and our day. La. la, la, &c. LLEonOF. * 85 To sickness and trouble each mortal must bow, The prince in his palace, the boor at his plough; But here with a we lose — The air of the mountains cures ^apors and blues. La, la, la, . 85. The Alpine Singer's Song. Alpin<5 Glee Singer, 99, 1 AN Alpine heights the love of God is shed, The lue, And feeds them w it Ii Siis dew. On Alp'.:: a loving Father dwells 1 2 On Alpine heights, o'er many a fragrant heath, The loveliest breezes breathe ; So free and pure the air, His breath seems floating there. On Alpine heights, &c. 3 On Alpine heights, beneath his mild blue eye, ales and meadows lie ; The soaring glacier's ice Gleams like a paradise. On Alpine heights, kc. 4 Down Alpine heights the silvery streamlets flow, There the bold chamois go; On giddy crags they stand, And drink from his own hand. On Alpine heights, &c. 86 • LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 5 On Alpine heights, in troops all white as snow, The sheep and wild goats go ; There in the solitude, He fills their heart with food. On Alpine heights, &c. 6 On Alpine heights the herdsmen tends his herds : His Shepherd is the Lord ; For he who feeds his sheep, Will sure his offspring keep ! On Alpine heights, &c. oh* I Love the Merry Sunshine. Alpine Glee Singer, M. 1 T LOYE the merry, merry sunshine, It makes the heart so gay To hear the sweet birds singinj On their summer holiday. With their wild- wood notes of duty, From hawthorn bush and tree. Oh ! the sunshine is all beauty ! Oh ! the merry, merry sun for me ( La, la, la, &c. 2 I iove the merry, merry sunshine, Through the dewy morning shower "With its rosy smiles advancing, Like a beauty from her bower; It charms the soul in sadness, It sets the spirit free ! Oh ! the sunsb ine, litan Glee Book, 34. 1 T LOVE to be roaming through regions of life, A Where enterprise frolics around; "Where emulous spirits, with masterly strife, Teach Labor his merriest bound ; Where laughing Contentment with sunburnt face. Is dallying, sporting with Toil. And mocking old Care with his frowning grimace, Draws teeming wealth from the soil. My music at night, when milking is done, The spinning-wheel's boom, the child- ren's gay fun, The swoop of the night-hawk. The clack of the mill, and "whip-poor- will, whip-poor-will." 1 I'll hie to the land where such spirits reside, IT1 haste to the lively and free ; Leave fraud and suspicion to prowl round the tide^ And fight for the wrecks of the sea; 96 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. I'll hie to the laud where in newness of life, Blythe Vigor runs lightly along. And laughingly taking the venom from Strife, Exalts and grows ruddy and strong. My music at night, &c. 3 They babble of freedom in opulent marts, They prate of their splendor in wealth ; But sensitive Liberty always departs, With Modesty, Temperance, and Health ; Give me then a cottage where Nature is young And honest Industry resides, ril laugh at each glory that ever was sung, And all that fools covet besides. My music at night, &c. i/7. Canadian Boat-Song. Wilier's Musical Elementary, ISO. 1 FAIXTLY as tolls the evening chime, ■*■ Our voices keep tune, and our oars te*ep time, Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll cheerfully sing our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast. The rapids are near, and the daylight's past. 2 Why should we yet our sails unfurl ? There's not a breath tha blue wave to curL But when the wind blows off the shore, Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Row, brothers, row, &c. LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 07 98. Oft in the Stilly Night Robin Reibreast, 9%. 1 AFT in the stilly r. ^ Ere slumber's chain hath bound me, Fond memory brings the lij Of other days around me. The smik-s, the tears, of youthful years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken. Thus, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain hath bound me, Sad memory brings the light Of other days around me. 2 When I remember all, The friends so linked together, Fve seen around me fail, Like leaves in v. I feel like one. who treads alone, Some banquet-hall deserted ; ts are Med, whose garlands dead, And all but he depart Thus, in the stilly night, &c. 99. Softly Fades the Twilight Ray. Sh»wm, 311, 1 OOFTLY fades the twilight ray 0 of the holy Sabbath d Gently as life's setting sun, When the Christian's course is run 98 LEE AVENUE COLLECTION. 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth, as daylight fades; All things tell of calm repose, At the holy Sabbath's close. 3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 'Tis the holy peace of God, Symbol of the peace within, When the spirit rests from sin. 10 . Happy Land. Robin RedbreaiV. «. 1 TT APPY land ! happy land ! ■*~L Whate'er my fate in life may be, Still again, still again My thoughts will cling to thee. Land of love and sunny skies, Rich in joy and beauty, Merry hearts and laughing eyes Still make affection duty. Happy land ! happy land ! Ne'er from thee my heart :aa stray ; I would fain hear again Thy merry mountainxlay. Tra, la, la, & 32. The believer casts all his care upon the Lord ; he reclines his head on the soft bosom of Providence, and falls asleep. —Jay. 33. Those are the best Christians who are more careful to re» form themselves than to censure others.— Dr. Futter. 34. Live every day as if it were the last you had to liv©» tay hold of every season to prepare for heaven. — Ambrose. k 336 APPENDIX. ORIGINAL LINE& Obigiwal lines written by a gentleman of the Lee Aver m Sabbath-School, (and sung by the children,) on the death vt one of the scholars of the Primary Department. Our Lizzie's Gone. 1 Our Lizzie's gone, but well not mourn ; For there she sits above ; Behold her bright and happy form, Where all is peace and love. 0 2 She loved her cheerful " Sabbath Home"— She loved to meet us here, And loved to mingle in our sc ig, Her voice both loud and clear. 3 Her happy voice we miss to-day, Her form we see no more ; For angels bore her far away, To Canaan's happy shore. 4 And now among the tarong above. With children gathered there, She sings a Saviour's dying love, And plays her golden lyre. 5 She lingered jbut & little tin. — Her days were short and few; But oh ! how many affections twined Round her so good and true ! 6 Her sickness she with patience bore, In suffering she was calm ; For soon, she knew, her Saviour dear Would round her throw his arm. 7 She looked with longing to the day When she should be set free — When Jesus unto her would say, u My Lizzie, come te me* rJI jW I ;_,v , ,l, — < <• - Ml SA ^B iTI