WlTpMBSi NEW YORK AND CHICAGO: « ' ' BIGLOW & MAIN, 76 East Ninth St., N. Y., 91 Washington St., Chicago. ^ / Division SCS Section 5.^7^ Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2011 with funding from Calvin College http://www.archive.org/details/hymnarywithtunesOOIasa THE HYMNARY, 1 Collection of Music for Sunday Schools. BY S. LASAR. New York and Chicago : B1GLOW & MAIN, Successors to WM. B. BRADBURY. Entered, according to Act of Congress, A. D. 1S72, by Biolow & Main, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. PREFATORY NOTE A few words of introduction seem necessary. The Editor of "The Hymnary" has been happy to find among Christian workers a growing sentiment iu favor of a higher standard of hymns and tunes in our Sunday Schools. Very many leading clergymen and laymen have often expressed the most earnest wish that the grand hymns of such writers as Watts, Wesley, Heber, Doddridge, Montgomery and others, clothed in music suited to the dignity of the subject, might bo found, with their purifying and elevating influence, in the Sunday School. In the preparation of this work, which has cost, much time and laborious research during the past two years, it has been the aim to meet the want thus indicated Re- presenting hymns and tunes thoughtfully selected from the productions of the best writers and composers, both ancient and modern. The Christian will find the hymns rich iu thought and all aglow with the spirit of true devotion, while the musician will be charmed by the graceful melodies aud beautiful harmonies which never lose their dignity, and become more inter- esting with every repetition. Should any of the music at first seem too difficult iu harmony (the melodies are easily learned by children), a little careful study will make all clear. The "Amen" should always be used when the hymn if of the nature of a prayer, and is almost equally appropriate in praise. Good judgment will introduce it when needed, although iu some eases where its use is desirable it has been omitted for want of space. The introduction of the German Chorals, it is believed, will add an abiding interest to the work. To those who have not time for a thorough examination of the Hymnary, the Editor" would suggest a trial of some of the following pieces as samples: pages 7, 8, 9, 18, 20, 30, 82, 41, 45, 50, 51, 56. 72, 110, 114, 127, 130, 138, 139. 140, 143, 150, 152, 154, 155, 156, 165. Special obligations are gratefully acknowledged to the publishers of " Cantiea Sacra" for permission to use the hymns and tunes thus credited ; also to the Rev. J. IT. Hopkins, Jr., Rev. J. S. B. Hodges, John H. Cornell, L. B. Downes, the late Dr. Lowell Mason, Geo. James Webb, Dr. Wm. Mason, Win. F. Sherwin, Hubert P. Main, Henry Camp and others, for valuable compositions, kindly suggestions and judicious counsel. The Publishers will hold to strict accouut every infringement of copyright on this work. S. L. THE pMNARY, with Tunes. PRAISE THE KING. Bishop FKANCIS LTTE, 1S58. Tartly MICHAEL HATDN. sg§ ±=± Tn 1. Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven, To His feet thy tribute bring; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, 2. Praise Him for His grace aud fa- vor To our fathers in distress: Praise Ilim, still the same as ev- er, 1 1 W- r^-.Ji ft , "t — =- — — 0— rf — #-£-» — s — i — — — — »— r » = — » — i— ff — » — *-^ ff£F P=t m jfa=± -prH.- eW a Ev - er- more His prais- es sing ; Hal- le- lu-jah ! hal-le- lu-jah ! Praise the ev - er - last-ing King. Slow to ehide, and swift to bless ; Hal- le- lu-jah I hal-le- lu-jah I Glorious in His faithfulness. pyr7 v^C- P . rrf rfp i — e — 0—t9 » — — t-— -rr 3 Father-like, He tends and spares us, Well our feeble frame He knows; In His hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes ; Hallelujah ! hallelujah 1 Widely yet His mercy flows. 4 Angels in the height adore Him! Ye behold Him face to face ; Saints triumphant bow before Him, Gathered in from every race. Hallelujah ! hallelujah I Praise with us the God of grace. — Amen. PRAISE THE n. F. LITE. 1834. LORD. From " Cantica Sacra," by special permission. 1. Praise the Lord, His glo - ries show, Saints with -in 2. Earth to heav'u, and heav'u to earth, Tell His won • 3. Praise the Lord, His mer - cies trace; Praise His prov 4. Strings and voi - ees, hands and hearts, la the con - courts be -low. An - gels round His ders, sing His worth ; Age to age, and - i - dence and grace — All that He for cert bear your parts : All that breathe, your Chorus. throne a - bove, All that see and share His love ! Hal shore to shore, Praise Him, praise Him ev - er - morel Hal man hath done, All He sends us through His Son; Hal P le - lu - jah, hal - le - lu - jah! le - lu - jah, Ac. le - lu - jah, z J_ b _L SPpi J 1 L *=£ 1. An - gels ho - ly, high and low - ly, Sing the prais-es of the Lord ! Earth and sky, all liv • SS ~* » m-~ — 0- r=M^v^ BE m^m^mmg^^m^m smmmmm * , * r;/ na- tare, Man, the stamp of thy Cre - a - tor, Praise ye, praise ye God, the Lord ! A ■ men, I « — 8— r-r*-*— ?V* 1» — *■ — m—r-t 2 - ^ 1 Sun and moon, bright night and moonlight ; Starry temples, azure-floored ; Cloud and rain, and wild wind's madness Sons of God, that shout for gladness, Praise ye, praise ye God, the Lord ! 3 Oeean hoary, tell His glory ; Cliffs, where trembling seas have roared; Pulse of waters, blithely beating, Wave advanciug, wave retreating. Praise ye, praise ye God, the Lord 1 r 4 Rolling river praise Him ever, From the mountains' deep vein poured; Silver fountain, clearly gushing, Troubled torrent, wildly rushing. Praise ye, praise ye God, the Lord I 5 Praise Him ever, bounteous Giver ; Praise Him, Father, Friend, and Lord 1 Each glad soul its free course winging, Each glad voice its free song singing, Praise the great and mighty Lord ! Amen. SONGS OF PRAISE THE ANGELS SANG. JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1S(>3. E. J. II0PK1XS, Organist of the Temple Church. London, England. 1. Songs of praise the an - gels sang, Heaven with hal • le - lu 2. Heaven and earth must pass a - way, Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 3. Saints be - low, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise re - joice ; When Je - ho - Tali's God will make Dew Learn - ing here, by $#& & "rr work be- gun, When God spake and it was done. Songs of praise a- woke the morn When the Prince of heaven and earth, Songs of praise 6hall hail their birth. And can man a - lone be dumb Till that glorious faith and love, Songs of praise to siug a - bove. Hymns of glo - ry, songs of praise, Fa- tber, un - to ■a- ••-■*-■•-*£#■ » — #— ff£— Peace was born ; Songs of praise a • rose when He Cap- tive led cap - tiv - i - ty. king-dom come? No! the Church de - lights to raise Psalms and hymns and songs of praise Thee we raise ; Je - sus, glo - ry un - to Thee, With the Spir - it, ev - er be. sz EEEfe £ 1 — r ^ &&m MAY JESUS CHRIST BE PRAIS'D. 9 EeT. E. CASWALL. JOSEPH BARXBY, 1868. •) * -* -»■ ■*■ | I ^1 — •! • * -».■#■ -z*- . 1. When morn-ing gilds the skies, My heart a - wak-ing cries May Je - sus Christ be prais'd. 9S F 3 ? ^jj g^j ^— r -# — w A - like at work and pray'r To Je - sua I re - pair ; P¥ May Je - sus Christ be prais'd. A-men BET * ■ ^t-'F eIS 2 Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be prais'd : O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be prais'd. S Does sadness fill ray mind ? A solace here I find. May Jesus Christ be prais'd : Or fades my earthly bliss ? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be prais'd. 4 The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say May Jesus Christ be prais'd : The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be prais'd. 5 In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, Let Jesus Christ be prais'd : Let earth, and sea, and sky From depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be prais'd. Amen. to Rev. J. ELLERIOK. f * THE ENDLESS HALLELUJAH '. -j J a L JOSErn DARXliT, 1S67. 1. Sing Hallelujah forth in I du-teous praise, 2. Ye next, who stand before th'E- | ter - nal Light, 3. The Holy City shall take I up your strain, 4. In blissful autiphons ye | thus re - joice «N III O citizens of heaven, and I sweetly raise An In hymning choirs re-echo | to the Height An And with glad songs resounding I wake a - gain An To render to the Lord with. ... thankful voice An HF 3S ™/>! m end - less Hal - lc end - less Hal - le end - less Hal - le end - less Hal - le m jah. jah. jah. 5. Ye who have gained at length your. jail. I 6. There, in one grand acclaim, for palms in ev - er bliss, ring -(S2- F=<^ m Victorious one, your chant shall. The strains which tell the honor. still be this, An end - less Hal - le of your King, An end - less Hal - le *=*=** ±^=fe jah. jah. THE ENDLESS HALLELUJAH.— Concluded. 11 m mf 3= 1. This is the rest for weary | ones brought back; [ This is the food and drink which | none shall lack, — An m 3> j^EEfefe Jk=±==£A -ff^ ad - less Hal - le jab. =fc^ te 8. While Tliee, by whom were all things I made, we praise 9. Almighty Christ, to Thee our [ voic - es sing m Forever, and tell out in Glory forevermore ; to sweet- est lays, An end - less Hal - le - lu - jab. Thee we bring. An end - less Hal - le - lu - jah. A 4- * BE^^^EEg Eg m JV. B.— The performance of this Chant is capable of various modifications, e. g., the whole may be sung in, Unison, or only the Sth and 9th verses (the rest being sung in harmony) ; or again, the 5th and 6th verses may be sung by Trebles only.— J. B. 12 ROUND THE LORD IN GLORY SEATED. Bishop RICHARD MAST, 1837. Eev. J. B. DYKES. Mm^m^mmmmm. 1. Round the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and Seraphim Filled His temple and repeated, Each to each, the alternate hymn : 2. " Lord, Thy glory fills the Heaven, Earth is with its fullness stored ; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Ho- ly ! Lord." .,..,' n r^. i /. j- rf-rf-l — **— » ~| a * * l~«— St '*—'*— •*-5*-r' 2 —r "S-r^-rl — ^V*— *-rS£*— r-=— *-r«— ^ — l-#-g-r v ; ■■ 3 Ileaven is still with glory ringing. Earth takes up the angels* cry, '■ Holy I Holy ! Holy I " singing, " Lord of hosts, the Lord most High I " 4 With His seraph-train before Him, With His holy Church below. Thus conspire we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow : 5 w Lord, Thy glory fills the Heaven, Earth is with its fullness stored ; Unto Thee he glory given, Holy ! Holy ! Holy I Lord 1 " WORTHY THE LAMB. ISAAC WATTS, 1709. ffi w* £K From "Cantica Sacra," bv permission. 1. Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 9imm^ ~V T m^^mi^m 3 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus ! " ''Worthy the Lamb!" our lips reply, *' For He was slain for us." 3 Let all that dwell above the sky. And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise. 4 The whole creation join in one, To blesB the sacred name Of Him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb I GOD OF MERCY, THRONED ON HIGH. 13 E. BICKERSTETH'S Psalmody, 1833. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. ptigsP^Pp^^^P^^^^P of mer - cy, throned on high, ■<2- as ■g^ Lis - ten from Thy loft - y m ~mmm 2 Young and erring travelers we, All our dangers do not know ; Scarcely fear the stormy sea, Hardly feel the tempest blow. 3 Jesus, Lover of the young, Cleanse us with Thy Blood divine Ere the tide of sin grow strong, Save us, keep us, mako us Thine. 4 Saviour, give us faith, and pour Hope and Love on every soul ; Hope, till time shall be no more, — Love, while endless ages roll. Amen. Doxologt. Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host I Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 14 COME, MY SOUL, THY SUIT PREPARE. Bey, JOHN NEWTON. 1779. HENRI BAKER, Mils. Bac. Oxon., 1SG8. IF -*-th 1. Come, my soul, thy suit pre- pure, 2. Thou art com - ing to a King, 3. With my bur - den I be - gin :- V -&- Je - sus loves to an - swer prayer ; Large pe - ti - tions with tliee bring ; - Lord ! re - move this load of sin ; He Him- self lias For His grace and Let Thy blood, for Therefore will not say thee Day. None can ev - er ask too much. Set my conscience free from guilt. kl J. h f J /V- * ' - ^=g m 4 Lord ! I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast ; There Thy sovereign right maintain, Aud, without a rival, reign. 5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer ; Be my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. GUIDE US TO THEE. W. F. SHERW1N, by permission. 1. Fa - ther, Thou art great and ho - ly, & lv±i =b=4= us when we bend the knee Make us hum- ble - EE — \j-tz — i-^f GUIDE US TO THEE. Concluded. IS 2 Saints and angels fall before Tliee, Where the soul is ever free ; Humbly still we would adore Thee, Guide us to Thee. By Thy love nDd pow'r defended, May -we ever faithful be, And when life's short day is ended. Guide us to Thee. THE HOUR OF PRAYER. CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT, 1854. Rev. J. B. DYKES. — l-k 3 Then is my strength by Tbee renewed ; ^— FF Then are my sins by Thee forgiven ; Then dost Thou cheer my solitudo With hopes of heaven. i Lord ! till I reach that blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to Thee. 16 SAVIOUR, WHO DIED FOR ME. Mis3 M. J. MASON. WH. F. SHEEW1N. by permission. 1 1 !- N_ ■*-^f 1 1. Saviour, who died for mo, I give my - self to Tbee ; Thy love, so full — so free, Claims all my powere. Be this my pur-pose high, To serve Thee till I die, Whether my pat'.i shall lie 'Mid thorns and flowers. *-trf-P-^ » — te- "*— -™ L — « 2 But. Lord, the flesh is weak ; Thy gracious aid I seek, For Thou the word must speak, That makes me 6trong. Then let me hear Thy voice, Thou art my only choice ; Oh, bid my heart rejoice, Be Thou my song. 8 May it be joy to me To follow only Thee ;— Thy faithful servant be Thine to the end. For Thee, I'll -do and dare ; For Thee, the cross I'll bear, To Thee direct my prayer, On Thee depend. 4 Saviour, with me abide ; Be ever near my side, Support, defend aud guide. I look to Thee. I lay my hand in Thine, And fleeting joys resign, If I may call Thee mine Eternally. Rev. HOEATIl'S EOXAR. 1S5C. THY WAY, O LORD. 17 Ecv. II. L. JEKNEE. m M mt^mm i m 1. Thy way, Dot mine, O Lord, How-ev-er dark it be! Lead me by Thine own band. Choose out the path for me. 2. I dare not choose my lot ; I would not, if I might; Choose Thou for me, my God; So shall I walk aright. *-■£.*-*- +. L 4 3 Take Thou my cup, aDd it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to Thee may seem ; Choose Thou my good and ill. 4 Choose Thou for me my friends. My sickness or my health ; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. 5 Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small ; Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All. LORD, ISAAC WILLIAMS, 1840. IN THIS THY MERCY'S DAY. togigilp^^^^pi i p pM i si- -+ F 1. Lord, in this Thy mer-ey's day, Ere it pass for aye a - way, On our knees we fall and pray. 2. Ho - ly Je - sus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears Ere that aw - ful doom ap-pears. 3. Lord, on us Thy spir - it pour, Kneeling low - ly at the door Ere it close for - ev - er - more. 4 By Thy night of agony, By Thy supplicating cry, By Thy willingness to die, 5 By Thy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below. Let us not Thy love forego. 6 Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place Lest we lose this day of grace — Ere we shall behold Thy face. 18 THE MERCY SEAT. JOHN SEWTON, 1779. _g |_ r +*-* ^v $e W1I. V. SHEKWIH, 1852, J=cfc=±= ' feB=*=* =E 1. Approach, my soul, the mer-oy seat, Where Je- su3 an - swers prayer ; There hum-bly fall be- 2. Bowed down be-ueath a load of sin, By Sa - tan sore - ly prest, By war with- out and fore His feet, For none can per - ish there, Thy prom- ise is my on - ly plea, With fears with-in, I come to Thee for rest. Be Thou my shield and Lid - iug place, That, I this I ven - ture nigh ; Thou call - est bur- dened souls to Thee, And such, Lord, am I. sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce ac - cus - er face. And tell liim Thou hast died. J*, fe* m Sir JOHN BOWR1KG, IS GOD IS LOVE. 19 From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. German Melody. 1. God is love ; His raer - cy brightens 2. Chance and change are bu - sy ev - er ; Ail Man I mm the path in which we rove ; Bliss He wakes, a-:ul de- cays, and a - ges move ; But His mcr- ey S^l F=F tr% wan - eth uev - er ; God wis - dom, God wis - dom, God love. love. en the hour that darkest seemeth, Will His changeless goodness prove , From the glonm His brightness streameth ; God is wisdom, God is love. I F^ — V— 1 T * 1 i ^ —FF^F 1 He with earthly cares entwineth . , , Hope and comfort from above : II Everywhere His glory shiueth; God is wisdom, God is love. JESUS, MEEK AND GENTLE. Rev. GUO. RUX'DEI.L PRYSSE, 185G. G. A. HARDACRE, 1867. wm &£$ 1. Je - sus, meek and gen - tie, Son of God most high, Pitying, lov - ing Sav- iour, Hear Thy children's cry. 2. Give us ho- ly free - dom, Fill our hearts with love ; Draw us, Holy Je - sus I To the realms a-bove. 3. Lead us on our jour - ney, Be Tby-self the Way Through terrestial dark-ness To ce- les- tial day. 4. Je - sus, meek and gen - tie. Son of God most high, Pitying, lov - ing Sav- iour, Hear Thy children's cry. . | ■ •& m _ *&= m ^^ff^t^ ^jiB 20 THE NAME OF OUR SALVATION. Trans, by Rev. J. MASON NEALE. 15th Century. From "Cantica Sacra," by special permission. *3=*3 1. To the Name of our Sal tioa Laud and hon - or let ~5; us pay ; Which, for mm f=f *7^- 1F 2 ^g ^hi W =s±« many a gen - e - ra - tion, Hid iu God's foreknowledge lay, But with ho - ly ex - ul ■ 7~T i^p^p-^^Taj^B^ ?=£ 3t= s f I We may sing a - loud to — #-'- — » — p# « ^ £- We may sing a - loud to - day. «§ THE NAME OF OUR SALVATION. Concluded. 21 Jesus is the Name we treasure ; Name beyoud what words can tell ; Name of gladness. Name of pleasure, Ear and heart delighting well ; Name of sweetness, passing measure, Saving us from sin and hell. A. r co\r, i-::" 3 Jesus is the Name exalted Over every other name ; In this Name whene'er assaulted, We can put our foes to shame ; Strength to them who else had halted, Eyes to blind, and feet to lame. O SON OF GOD. i Therefore we, in love revering, Holy Jesus ! Thee implore So to write- Thy Name endearing In our hearts forevermore, That, at length in Heaven appearing. We with angels may adore. Arr. from BEETHOVEN. 3 E'en death, which sets the prisoner freo Was pang and scoff and scorn to Thee ; Yet lovethrotigh all Thy torture glowed. And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed. 4 Oh, in Thy light be Illuming all my way And give me ever on To trace Thy footste] ine to go, of woe ! the road >s, Son of God ! JESUS' NAME. BEBXAKD, of Claironx, Twelfth Century. Transl. by £. CASWALI,, 1S49. .1. BAKXBT, 18G1. ?ast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, i 1. Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. m 2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter pound than Jeans 1 name, The Saviour of mankind I 3 O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who foil, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek I 4 Jesus, our only joy be Thon, A* Thou our Prize will be ; Jesus I be Thou our glory now, And through eternity. ALL HAIL THE POWER OF JESUS' NAME. EDWARD PERKOXET, 1780. Iter. J. B. DTKES. ZIJL-^ . I I ■ i N Mr-J^i I i I ■ 1-^- 1 . ■ . . -. r-r-r-J-4 I. All hail the power of Jesns' name Let angels pros-trate fall; Bring forth the royal di-a-dem, And crown Him Lord of all. «. - . - -m- > -»-m- ^ mm^^ mmmmmmmmm 2 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball. To Him all majesty ascribe. And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng. We at His feet m«y fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. SONGS OF THANKFULNESS AND PRAISE. 23 Right Rev. CHRISTOPHER WORDSWORTH, Bishop of Lincoln, 1802. 0. S. IRONS. 1. Songs of thank-ful - ness and praise, 2. Man - i - fest at .Tor-dan's stream, 3. Man - i - fest in mat - ing whole U jruj Je - sus, Lord, to 1 u Thee we raise, Man - i - fest Prophet, Priest, and King su - preme ; And at Ca Pal - sied limbs and faint -ing soul; Man - i- fest ■4*4 firfr ZMzi ^F £ «- W m -C * " * f • i p & i ^ i i i ' by the star To the sa-ges from a - far; Branch of Roy-al Da-vid'sstem In Thy birth at wed-diog-guest In Thy God-head man - i - fest ; Man - i - fest in power Di - vine, Changiug wa - ter val - iant fight, Quell-iug all the dev - il's might ; Man - i - fest in gra-cious will, Ev - er bring-ing ■JSL Beth - le - hem ; An - thems be to Thee ad-drest, God in Man made man - i - fest. in - to wine ; An - thems, -: Hark l ten thou - 6and harps and voio - es King of glo - ry ! reign for - ev - er — Sav - iour ! hast - en Thine ap - pear - ing ; f ES m Sound the note Thine an ev - Bring, oh, bring of praiso a - bore ; er - last - ing crown; the glo - rious day pm n sus reigns, and heaven re - joio - es ; ing from Tby love shall sev - er the aw - ful sum - mons hear - ing, Je - sus reigns, Those whom Thou Heaven and earth f=NH the God of love ; hast made Thine own;- shall pass a - way: ~^± m m 4=i 1 v — 4" 3= See, He sits on yon - der throne, — Je - sus Hap - py ob - jects of Thy grace, Des - tined Then, with gold - den harps, we'll sing, — " Glo - ry, , J . , • * f *■ £ *-*=£-- T 3 ^ rules the world a ■ to be - hold Thy glo - ry to our lone, face. King ! " m 28 THE CHILD JESUS. Mrs. CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER, 18137, + ■*'* • -» d=r j f ^& Dr. GACXTLLTT. i— # I J-« : S 2 •~\ z * * i-v 7 * a-d- ■& -:■ —5 — # — +-^- a -»-#— Once iu roy - al Da - vid"s Cit - y Where a inoth - er laid her Ba - by, Stood In a low - ly cat - tie shed, } a man - ger for His bed : j" Ma - ry was that mother 2 He came down to earth from heaven Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall ; With the poor, and meaD, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour Holy. * 3 And, through all His wondrous childhood, He would honor, and obey, Love, and watch the lowly maiden In whose gentle arms He lay ; Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. 4 For He is our childhood's Pattern, Day by day like us He grew. He was little, weak and helpless. Tears and smiles like us He knew : And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth iu our gladness. 5 And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love, For that Child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in heaven above ; And He leads His children on To the place where He is gone. 6 Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him ; but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high ; When like stars His children crowned All in white shall wait around. * These verses may be omitted. JESUS, SAVIOUR, SON OF GOD. 29 Re?. Sir FREDERICK A. GORE OUSELEY, Prof, of Music, University of Oxford. 1. Je - sus, Sav - iour, Son of God, Who for me life's path -way trod, Who for me be ^m ■4-f- £^ 4= H pn*f "STT i came a child ; Make me hum - ble, meek, and mild. 9 : . mm ^ s m 2 I Thy little lamb would be, Jesus, I would follow Thee; Samuel was Thy child of old Take me, too, withiu Thy fold. 3 Teach me how to pray to Thee, Make me holy, heavenly ; Let me love what Thou dost love, Let me live with Thee above. GLORY BE TO JESUS. From the Italian, Trans, by Rev. EDWARD CASWALL. l!y special permission from "Cantica Sacra" 1. Glo - ry bo to Je - sus, Who, in bit - ter pains, Pour'd for me the life-blood From His sacred vein9 ! 2. Grace and life e - ter - nal In that Blood I find, Blest be His com- pas-sion In - fi - nite - ly kind ! 8. Blest thro' end-less a - ges Be the precious stream, Which from endless torments Did the world redeem I 4. Oft as earth ex - ult - ing Wafts its praise on high, An-gel-hosts re-joic-ing Make their glad re - ply. 5. Lift yc then your voic-es ; Swell the might-y flood ; Louder still, and loud - er Praise the precious Blood. 30 JESUS, THOU JOY. St. 1SEEKAED, of ClairvaKX, 1120. Translated by Rev. R. PALMER, 1S34. -J- From "Cantica facia," by permission. S J A m— ; , , — i w 1 N— J # S , J 1 • — :£— "-•>- • —5 — 5— •— J— l «t;- *. — 5 * * 'g> W * S *-' k > Joy of lov - ing hearts! Thou Fouut of Lifel Thou Light of b* . - - ♦ ♦ i t-tftfwn i — r ^_ ~ I— =-=d_— i= r~ 1 — -f — i— r" 1 ^ 1 r h N h ,S __L_ ~3 # * 1 * — — f-i B" * . fli J H *1 • 4 — *— V-%- — # 5 ^ a/ ^ ' ~^3: r From the m * * ^ * ■* ■* best bl;33 that earth im - parts, We -r * -%■% \h.-:- % s i=+=] turn nn - filled to Thee \f ^ [ f tf a . I =4h gain. g * II y — » — i n — -tH" — r- 1/ i ' r - \j • i 1 1 F3^=U^— i, — a — ^=U 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call ; To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, To them that find Thee, All in All ' 3. 3 We taste Thee, Thou Living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still ! We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill I 4. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast ; Glad, -when Thy gracious stnile we sea; Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. 5. 5 O Jesus, ever with us stay I Make all our moments calm and bright l Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o'er the world Thy holy light ! THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE. 31 Bishop HAST, 1837. .1. II. CORNELL, 1872. For this work. 5-JZJEZq -N I -I w — i P — J — g — - — « sin ¥e stray, Thou to guide us art sin to shine, Thou dost rise, the Truth gg^#fe#tfe £p=»= «u ±U- 3 Holy Jesus, when our power Fails us in tempation's hour, All unequal to the strife. the Way. Thou to aid us art the Life, di - Tine. 4 Who would reach his heavenly homo, +_ _^_ Who would to the Father come r r And His glorious presence see, I F Jesus, he must come by Thee. HARRIET AFJBER, 1829. fen OUR BLEST REDEEMER. Rev. J. C. DYKES. 1. Our West Redeemer, ere He breathed Sis last . He conies His graces to ini-part, 13 53 ^«- m fare - well, A Guide, a Comfort-er, bequeathed With us to dwell. ing guest, While lie can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 3. He breathes that gentle voice we hear As breeze of even; That checks each fault, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven . Spir-it of pu- ri - ty and g Our weak-ness see ; Oh, make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, And worthier Thee 1 -1BL i — r M 32 ' TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. Paraphrase. Ccv. C. WALWOETH. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission— old Gei-man Melody. , Ilo- ly God, we praise Thy name! Lord of all, we bow be-fore Thee ; ) | All on earth Thy seep- tre claim, All in heav'n a - bove a- dore Thee : f In - fl - nite Thy vast do- main, +- £L + . j± jl a- +■ A *. ~\ 1 — 1 1 — U— p 1- n +— + -^«2_ HS ffi p f Lm m$ «- rfr^ :4t t:j ^mmm. in •*%■ ■£ ■$ f ? -+ * sf- nigh the grave: De-scend, Lord, to quick - en, De-seend my soul to save, er is near; Wilt Thou too, Fa - ther, spurn me? Wilt Thou re - fuse to hear? joy in - crease : And scourge me from my er - rors To du - ty, hope, and peace. gg^ -f—i-t * 1 ^T-" 2 * — r*— r~» * zr * I <■? . I v «y— r— r I m- 2 Nearer, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to Thee, Deep in adoration Bending low the knee : Thou for our redemption Cam'st on earth to die ; Thou, that we might follow, Hast gone up on high. 3 Great and ever greater Are Thy mercies here, True and everlasting Are the glories there, Where no pain or sorrow, Toil, or care is known ; Where the angel-legions Circle round Thy throne. 4 Onward, ever onward, Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God ; Leaving all behind us, May we hasten on, Backward never looking Till the prize is won. 5 Higher still, and higher, Soars the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgetting Hastening to its goal; Where in joys unheard of Saints with angel> sing, Never weary raising Praisei to their King. NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE. 37 SARAH FLOWEK ADAMS, 1848. s^m t^e Adapted liy JOHN GOSS from HAXDEL. J- 1. Near- er, my God, to Thee, Neai--er to Thee, Ev'n tho' it be a cross That rais - eth me! 2. Tho' like a wan-der - er, The sun gone down, Darkness comes o - ver me, My rest a stone, t f t- mmm fefce m£ -t — r- — F- £=£: T^=f= m m f fc "fe^ r^r Hi 'f~T f I gfe Still all my song shall be Near- er, my God, to Thee, Near-er, my God. to Thee, Near-er to Thee! Yet ia my dreams I'd be Near- er, my God, to Thee, Near-er, my God, to Thee, Near-er to Thee ! =*=*= *= ^m r^—F 3 There let my way appear, Steps unto heaven ; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given : Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 4 TheD, with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 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 ! Arr. froni GOTTSCHALK. w&=* 1. Day by day the man - na fell ; Ob, to learn this lea - Bon well ! Still by con - stant 2. "Day by day,' 1 the prom- ise reads, Dai - ly strength for dai - ly needs; Cast fore- bod - ing igsb m &=& $=& i 5H^J ^U pf=f z i ^ = ^m mer fears fed, way, Give Take fc^M ^ II us, Lord, our dai - ly bread, the . man - na of to - day. 0i£ £*4- '— +- * i Tg »— r (Z -:— rr 3 Lord, our times are in Thy hand ; All our sanguine hopes have planu'd To Thy wisdom we resign, And would mould our wills to Thine. 4 Thou our daily task shalt give ; Day by day to Thee we live ; So shall added years fulfil Not our own, our Father's will. AS PANTS THE HART. TATE AND BRADT, 1G%. Dr. LOUIS SPOHR, died 1859. S l^ ggl *=J= IseJSB 1. As pants the hart for cool - iag streams When heat - ed iu the chase, ' So pants my m^ J=£ ■0- *-_ ~^X fafc^ k AS PANTS THE HART. Concluded. 39 2 For Thee my God, tbe living God, My thirsty soul doth piue ; Oh, when shall I behold Thy face, Thou Majesty Divine ? 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Hope still, and thou shalt sing The praise of Him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal Spring. JAMES MONTGOMERY, 1823, fefit ^S THE LOWLY JESUS. EeT. L. G. HATNE, Mns. Doc. -4-^jr ^ j F I 7 t f~r =± 1. When, like a stranger on our sphere, The low- ly Je - sus wandered here, Whei'- 2. The eye that rolled in irksome night. Be - held His face, — for God is Light : The l r*" n r. xn e'er He op - ening m ± l£E±33 *-t- E^£ =P=t r- ■•_ 4=± went, af - flic - tion fled, And sickness reared her fainting head ear, the loosened tongue, His precepts heard, His prais-es suug 3 With bounding steps the halt and lame, To hail their great Deliverer came ; O'er tbe cold grave He bowed His head. He spake the word, and raised the dead . #f4 h^4 4 Through paths of loving-kindness led, "a Where Jesus triumph'd.we would tread; ^ f fp To all, with willing hands, dispense F Jf-TT The gifts of our benevolence. 40 LEAD Eev. JOHN HENRI NEWMAN, D.D.. 1833. THOU ME ON. Iter. J. B. DIKES. i^i=S^^d=ii =3=t* a^- 1. Lead, Kiad- ly Light, a- mid th' en-cir - cling gloom 2. I was not ev - er thus, uoi - prayed that Thou 3. So loug Thy Power hath blest me, 6ure it still UPWARD WHERE THE STARS ARE BURNING. 4t l'.ev. HORATIUS BOAR. J. BAPTISTE CALKIN. "1 n~l — i i ~l . it P =F 1. Upward where the stars are burning. Si - lent, si -lent in their turning, Round the nev - er changing pole ; -4- m 1 J. J • I' J I U i gig ^ _ I P^Pfl =t3fc =t=t lA Upward where the sky is bright-est, Upward where the blue is light - est, — Lift I now my long - ing soul. rit emtio. r i - 1 " i ■ fe£ 11 r IStlZZ ilMOj "*3^* ^£= ^ pp^ -ip^S Far beyond that arch of gladness, Far beyoud these clouds of sadness, Are the many mansions fair. Far from pain and sin and folly, In that palace of the holy — I would find my mansion there. 3. Where the Lamb on high is seated. By ten thousand voices greeted : Lord of lords, aud Kiug of kings. Son of man, they crown, they crown Him, Son of God, they own, they own Him, With His name the palace rings. Blessing, honor, without measure, Heav'nly riches, earthly treasure, Lay we at His blessed feet. Poor the praise that now we render, Loud shall be our voices yonder, When before His Throne we meet. 42 ONE SWEETLY SOLEMN THOUGHT. rilOE CART, 1854. L. T. DOWNES, by permission. 1 One 6weetly | solemn thought Comes j to me o'er and J o'er ; I am nearer | home to-day Than I ■ ever ' have | been before. 2 Nearer my ] Father's house, Where the | many mansions | be ; Nearer the | great white throne Nearer the | crystal sea ; 8 Nearer the | bound of life. Where we | lay our burdens | down ; Nearer | leaving ■ the cross, Nearer ■ gain | -ing the crown. 4 But lying | darkly ■ between, Winding | down — ■ through the | Dight, Is the 6ilent, | unknown stream, That leads at • last — | to the light. 5 Oh, if my | mortal feet Ilave I almost gained the | brink ; If it be 1 am | nearer home Even to- ■ -day — | than I think : 6 Father, | perfect ■ my trust, Let my | spirit feel in | death That her feet are | firmly set On the • rock • of a | living faith. Amen. Or this. A. II. D. TEOYTE. Note. This chant requires deviations in the dividing. ON OUR WAY TO GOD. 43 S. S. WESLEY, 1803. 1 ? t=t- m 1. From E-gypt late- ly 2. To Canaan's sa - cred 3. But bark ! those distant come, Where death and darkness reign, bound We baste with songs of joy, sounds That strike our list'-ning ears, Ec: m^m^F We seek our new, our bet - ter home, Where peace and liber - ty are found, They come from Canaan's happy bounds ■0- -t- ■*- a ♦#•■#■■#■ Pg 5E£ Where we our rest ghall gain. And 6weets that nev-er cloy. Where God, our King, ap-pears. ^EE Hal - le - lu - jah! Hal - le - lu - jah! Hal - le - lu Hal - le - lu - jah ! etc. Hal - le - lu - jah ! etc. ^ -jr-r f=^ jah! *r^- — ■ t- — 1— — 1 — — I" 1 ft ¥=^ T*- 1 *- — « — 1 — «> L - We are on our way to ( Jod. 3 — | F£ -f — h I st *— fc- — 1« — 1 1 ^= — » 1 L 1 H5b=t II 4 There, in celestial strains, Enraptur'd myriads sing ; There love in every bosom reigns. For God Himself is King. Hallelujah ! etc. 6 We soon shall gain the throng, Their pleasure we shall share. And sing the everlasting song, With all the ransomed there. Hallelujah! etc. 44 THY WILL BE CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT, 1838. DONE. Her. Sir FREDERICK A. G. OISELEV, Bart. 1. My God, my Fa- ther, -while I 2. What though in lone-ly grief I 3. Let but my faint-ing heart be „u £ # *■ stray sigh blest Far from my home, on life's rough way, Ob, teach me For friends beloved, no Ion- ger nigh, Sub-mis-sive With Thy sweet Spir-it for its guest, My God, to as from my heart to still would I re Thee I leave the say, p'y. rest : Thy Thy Thy will will will done, done, done. 53* S=EEE 1 4 Renew my will from day to day ; Blend it with Thine, and take away All now that makes it hard to say, Thy will be done! 5 Then when on earth I breathe no more The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, Thy will be done ! WHY SHOULD THE CHILDREN OF A KING. ISAAC WATTS, 1709. Kev. J. B. DIKES. 1. Why should the ehil- dren 2. Dost Thou not dwell in m - J I * -m i - EEE a King Go mourc-ing all their days ? Great Comfort - the saipts, And seal the heirs of heaven ? When wilt Thou n . t. -t^ft , r r r - WHY SHOULD THE CHILDREN.— Concluded. 45 -Q-T? — J 1 — r n -h H - 1 , -, 1+ fhfi \> %0 J =d — iJ-3 — « — — d ~4 J — i- FT er ! de - ban - ish ± ♦ Tv~\ f * 1 n» r • * * * seend and bring Some to - kens of Thy mv complaints. And show my sins for - ST grace, given. P^ ■— 1 \r~ <. jj4 r ! i 3 Assure my conscience of ber part In the Redeemer's blood ; And bear Thy witness with my heart That I am born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of His love, The pledge of joys to come ; And Tby 6oft wings, celestial Dove I Will safe convey me home. Bishop J. KEBLK, 182 SUN OF MY SOUL. German. Arranged by W. H. MONK. IpPfpSpiSplP^lpPpI 1. Sun of my soul, Thou Sav-iour dear, 2. When the soft dews of kind- ly sleep 3. A - bide with me from morn till eve, 4. If some poor wanderin; a It is not night if Thou be near ; My wearied eye- lids gen - tly steep, For without thee I can - not live ; child of Thioe Hath spurned to-day the voice di - vine, Oh, may no earth-born Be my last thought, how A-bide with me when Now, Lord, the gracious cloud a - rise To hide Thee from Thy eerv- ant's eyes, sweet to rest For-ev - er on my Sav-iour's breast night is nigb, For without Thee I dare not die. work be - gin ; Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store Be every mourner's sleep to-night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. Come near and bless us when we wake. Ere through the world our way wo take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above. 46 ASNA LETITIA WARING, 1S5G. LEAD ME, O LORD! Kev. J. B. DIKES. B^P J. Fa - ther! I know that all my life Is por- tioned out for me; 2. I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise, 3. I ask Thee for the dai - ly strength To none that ask de - nied, u The chang- es To meet the A mind to 5^^: zEk± r i ^tzizM m ji -l^UU-LJ that will sure- ly come I do not fear to see : glad with joy - ful smiles, To wipe the weeping eyes ; blend with out- ward life, While keeping at Thv side ; rj I ask Thee for a present mind, A heart at leis- ure from it - self Con - teDt to fill a lit - tie space. 9i£ *& ^5: » n 3^: Pi ■* In - tent on pleas - ing Thee. To soothe and sym - pa - thize. A - men. If Thou bo glo - ri - fied. r— i—i r* 4. And if somo things I do not ask Among my blessingB be, I'd have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to Thee ; And careful less to serve Thee much Than please Thee perfectly. Amen. JUST AS I AM. 47 CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT. 1836, EDWARD J. IIOfKINS, London. k^m=mm 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee whose Blood can cleanse each spot Lamb of God, I come 1 8 Just as I am, though toss'd about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightiugs and fears wilhin, without, O Lamb of God, I come 1 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind. Yea, all I need in Thee to find, Lamb of God, I come 1 5 Just aa I am Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve 1 Because Thy promise I believe, • Lamb of God, I come ! 6 Just as I am, (Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down) ; Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come ! 7 Just as I am, of that free lovo The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, Here for a season, then above, O Lamb of God, I come ! LOVE DIVINE. WM. F. SHERWIX, 1SCS. 1. O Love di - vine, how sweet Thou art! 2. God on - ly knows the love of God B. Oh, that I could for ev - cr sit When shall I find my will Oh, that it now were shed a ■ With Ma - ry at the Mas - ter's All tak - en up In this poor eto Be this my hap by »y py choice ; Thee? I thirst, I faint, I heart ; For love I sigh, for My on - ly care, de die love light, heart broad feet! to prove I pine and bliss, ^ggg The This My SE great - ness on - ly j"y, my =3= of re - deem por - tion, Lord, heav'n and earth ing love, — The love of Christ to me. be mine; Be mine this bet - ter part, be this To hear the Bride - groom's voice. I LOVE THEE. 49 4 ' j * - 5=^ S From "Cantica Sacra," by permission -*— •- -^E. j_. * X? 1. I love Thee, Thou God C7 of mine !-cause Thou first hast lov ±_ T=^- ^r fe£ ^t. t. -£■ =f ~f* 1 — »— r — - t--w — 5 — r m — b| H HP And all my lib er - ty I re - sign. t. may •will - ing fol low Thee. II m S Utt Nothing that memory can suggest, But doth with Thy effulgence blend ; The mind's extremest range, at best, Thy greatness fails to comprehend. Nothing, Lord, will I desire, Not sanctioned by Thy holy will ; All things are Thine that I acquire, All I bestow, Thy bounty still. 4. Take from me all Thy gifts reveal ; Resume whatever pleaseth Thee ; Direct me as Thou wilt, I feel In every act Thou lovest me. Oh, grant me but Thy love divine, My love for Thee will reign supreme; Grant this, and all 1 things else are mine, Without it life is but a dream. THE GOD OF LOVE. nor. gkouue iintnni:T. From "Caatica Sacra," hj permission. ♦ - J- 5 : —3 — j"* •— l-- — « — «-= — m « ■ 7 •* — 1. The God of Love my Shepherd is. Ami Ho that doth me feed; While He is mine nnd •2. lie leads me to the ten - dor grass, Where I both feed and rest ; Then to the streams that >>»h n F F te^ E 3 Yea, in death's shady, black abode. Well may I walk, nor fear ; For Thou art with me, and Thy rod To guide, Thy staff to bear. ' 4 Surely Thy sweet and wondrous lovo Shall measure all my days; And, as it never shall removo. So neither shall my praise. J. B. & MONSELL, 1865, SWEET IS THY MERCY, LORD. .1. lunsiiY, 1866, w^m^^ &mg^m 1. Sweet is Thy mercy. Lord ! Before Thy mercy - sent My soul, adoring, pleads Thy word. And owns Thy mercy nweet. -2. Where'er Thy name is blest, Where'er Thy people meet. There I de-llgtlt in Tbee to rest. And find Thy mercy BWOet 3. Light Thou my weary way, Lead Thou my wava'rlng feet, That while I stay on earth I may Slid find Thy merey sweet. 4. Thus shall the* heavenly host Hear all my songs repeat. To Father, Son* and Hody Ghost, Thy joy, Thy mercy sweet. JAMBS MoNTooUKKY, 1SE. GOD, MY SALVATION. 51 Iter. T. U. M ATTIIKW8, B.A. ^^^g^a 1. God is my strong sal - va - lion ; What foe have I to fear '. In dark - new) and temp 2. Place on the Lord re - li - aoce ; My bouII with con -rage wait; Ilia truth be thine af m i . +^T . m #fe ■ . i. ta - tion, My Light, my Help is near: Though hosts en - camp a - round me, Finn fi - aijec; When faint and des - o - late; His might thy heart shall strength - en, Jlis ar. i^i *=fe * T .t:-*-f I •* iljli-J j J I m j I JU ^ '/.OP i — I r ' ' ' r ' r * ' f " p •*■ to the fight I stand; What ter - ror can con -found me With God at my right hand! love thy joy in - crease ; Mer - cy thy days shall length - en ; The Lord will give thee peace. * ■•* ' -J ■ - . I ' . - . - - a jl- J> 52 WE MARCH TO VICTORY. Itcv. CEO. MOULTRIE, 18C7. J. BAKKBT, 1869. I His ZS ly Arm spread o'er us. We come in the might of the Lord of Light, With nr - mor bright to meet Him; And we put to flight the ar-mies of night, That the sons of the day may m^B^^EEEj =^^^m WE MARCH TO VICTORY. Concluded. S3 the Lord he - fore With Hia lov - ing eye look -Ing down from the sky. And His -i*- , - r — £ — * — : r -r ,_g^- I AU verses except the last. | Last verse only. 1— 1=5 r p This t-T us, His Ho - ly Arm spread o'er ! Our Sword is the Spirit of God on High, Our helmet His salvation ; Oar banner the Cross of Calvary, Our watchword— the Incarnation. We march, we march, &c. : We tread in the might of the Lord of Hosts, And we fear not man nor devil : For our Captain Himself guards well our coasts, To defend His Church from evil. We march, we march, &c. 4 And the choir of angels with song awaita Our march to the golden Sion ; For our Captain has broken the brazen gates, And burst the bars of iron. We march, we march, &c. 5 Then onward we march, onr arms to prove, With the banner of Christ before ns, With his eye of love looking down from above, And His Holy Arm spread o'er us. We march, we march, &c. 54 REJOICE, BELIEVERS! LAURENTI, 1690. Trans, by Miss JANE BOETHWICK. tefe=s *j= 3=3=^ f^ Pi ^ffi T 1. Re-joiee, re-joice, be-liev-crs! Aud let your lights ap-pear ; The shades of eve are tbiek'ning. And 2. See that your lamps are burn-ing. Re - plen-ish them with oil ; Look now for your sal - va - tion The 3. wise and ho - ly vir - gins, Now raise your voices higher, Till, in your ju - bi - la - tions, Te f-4-s — L— i^-S-TS 1 ■f f^-T- mm ± Wg&m^^m — F 3E S dark - er night is near; The Bridegroom is a - ris - ing, And soon He will draw nigh end of sin and toil. The wateh-ers on the mount - ains Proclaim the Bridegroom near, meet the an - gel - choir. The mar-riage-feast is wait - ing, The gates wide o - pen stand j» , . kf- # * ♦ - * - u. * u£ £ ■< 2 - fE*BE 4 s ig Up! Go, Up, HI -r : pc Sfefe 3= i^ is pray, and watch, and wres - tie I At midnight comes the cry. meet Him, as He com - eth. With hal - le - lu - jahs clear. up, ve heirs of glo - rv ! The Bridegroom is at hand. t ". + W f J. £ Hi f r r r 4 Our Hope and Expectation, Jesus, now appear ! Arise, Thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere ! With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, And ever be with Thee. LET OUR CHOIR NEW ANTHEMS RAISE. 55 IUv. JOHN II. MALE, D.D. JOSEPH BARNUT, 1SC8. PE± m ^=± 1. Let our choir new an - thems raise ; Wake the song of glad - ness ; God Him-self to 2. Nev - er flinched they from the flame, From the tor - ture nev - er ; Vain the foe -man's 3. Up and fol - low. Christian men I Press thro' toil and sor - row; Spurn the night of m -P-r — 9 ™ 1 - =t=t e= j^P^^^ff P^P^ ^^^ joy and praise Turns the mar - tyr's sad - ness : Bright the day that won their crown, Op - ened sharp-est aim, Sa - tan's best en - deav - or : For by faith they saw the land Decked in fear, and then, Oh, the glo ■ rious mor - row ! Who will vent-ure on the strife ? Blest who m . a a *■ ■>*- /v ■»- -O- ■»■ ■»■ -0- -0- si- heaven's bright por-tal, As they laid the mor- tal down To put on th'iin - mor - taL all its glo - ry, Where tri - um-phant now they stand With the vie- tor's sto - ry. first be - gin it; Who will grasp the Land of Life? War-riors, up and win it I A - men. i^F^E £i r j l i r a ±tt±=k : P=H t S3 56 ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS. Bct. S. DARING GOULD, 1860. Arr. from J. HAYDN, bv KeT. J. B. DIKES. i HI feg F r - ■ : ' ' i * 1. Ou-ward, Christian sol - diers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Je - sus Go - ing on be -fore. 2. Like a migbt-y ar - my Moves the Church of God ; Brothers, we are tread-ing Where the saints have trod; 3. Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane. But the Church of Je - sus Constant will re -main; 4. On-ward, then, ve peo - pie, Join our hap - pv throng, Blend with ours your voices In the tri-umph song; m mm £3 ^* Christ the Roy -al Maa-ter Leads a-gainst the foe, Forward in -to bat - tie, See, His ban-ners go. We are not di - vid - ed, All one bod - y we. One in hope, and doc-trine, One in char - i - ty. Gates of hell can nev - er 'Gainst that Church pre-vail ; We have Christ's own promise, And that can-not fail. Glo - ry, laud, and hon - or Uu - to Christ the King, This thro' countless a - ges Men and an - gels sins. -S- J •*- *• J*—-*- *■ *• *• /I J I jfi - +■ ■*■ -,» r 1 % 1 » — » H- p — H -1 E=fl=S Onward, Christian sol • tliers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Je - sus Go - ing on be - fore. rTr 1 ! 1 ?^ :' : iri ±± PI C. V/ESLEY, 174!). SOLDIERS OF CHRIST, ARISE. I ■ ' J -4 !_ E. G. MONK. 1807. 57 3t £ 5fe ll > l 1. Sol - diers of Christ, a 2. Strong in the Lord of -fr f » fr ^ And gird your ar - mor And iu His might - y on, Strong in the power ; Who in the Big ^m §m -' V :£i m Se± m &, strength which God sup - plies Through His strength of Je - eus trusts Is more iffe n ter - nal con - qucr I ^ m 3. Stand then in His great might. With all His strength endued ; And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God. 4. That having all things done, And all your conflicts pa6t, You may o'ercome, through Christ alone, And stand complete at last. 5. From strength to strength go on, Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day. Still let the Spirit cry, In all his soldiers, " Come," Till Christ the Lord descends from high, And takes the conquerors home. Amen. 58 BRIGHTLY GLEAMS OUR BANNER. JOSEPH IMRNliT. 1866. $=1=t=* m *-^r -i=j=£ 1. Brightly gleams our bau - ner, Point-ing to the sty, 2. Je - sus, Lord and Mas - ter, At Thy sa - cred feet, 3. All our days di - reet us In the way we go, Waving wand'rers onward To their Here with hearts re - joic- ing, See Thy Lead us on vie - to-rious, O - ver home on chil - dren ev - 'ry high ; Journ'ying o'er a des - ert, Glad - ly meet ; Oft - en have we left Thee, Oft - en foe : Bid Thine au- gels shield us "When the * I thus we pray, And with hearts u - gone a - stray. Keep us, might- y storm-clouds lower, Far- don Thou and -}— *- fT"^ nit - ed, Take Saviour, In save us In i i r i heaven - ward way. . . . Brightly gleams our bau - uer, Point- ing to the sky, nar - row way. . . . Brightly gleams, y JOHN li. WILKES. I- I 1. Oft in dan - ger, olt in woe 2. Ou - ward, Christian, on - ward go ! On - ward, Christian, on - ward go 1 Fight the fight, main- Join the war, and face the foe ; Will yuu flee in II i ."J* 'I i§ §p EgS i i 1 J 1*1 1 1 ! i 1 ~h 4 A i 4 J J J J ' li m -— # — *— 3- IL j- tain dan the ger's ■e- strife, hour ? J .p 1 ^ a — Strengthened with the bread of life. Know ye not your Cap- tain's power T !•■*• f- r ^ i 4* ~^~ | •* 4=k=t->=p- k= _* # (S II =£- ~t M— ^ — — - r ' 1 1 3 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; March, in heavenly armor olad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Vict'ry soon shall tune your song. 4 Onward, theD, to battle move ! More than conq'rors you shall prove ; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go ! 60 WHEN ALL THY MERCIES. JOSEPB ADDISON, 1712. £ n JOSEPH BARXBY, 1856. i* 1 . When all Thy mer-cies, my God ! My ris - ing soul sur - veys, 2. Ten thousand thousand pre-cious gifts My d^i - ly thanks em - ploy ; Trans-port- ed with the Nor is the least a 3i&M ?t r-**— TT- ^ — r— fig— t^ -'— r— * i f , * — ' r 5 -j « — •— #- -*— r P view, I'm lost, cheer-ful heart, In won - der, love, That tastes those gifts nd praise. »ith joy. IS mi 3 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll proclaim, And after death, in distant worlds, Resume the glorious theme. 4 Through all eternity, to Thee A joyful song I'll raise; But oh ! eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise 1 EVENING SACRIFICE. Translated from the Latin by K. CASWALL. gg^ =p^= 3=±=4- H-H-f«l— ^ ^ T^ ^^ -1 ^ ^^^^ 1 1 I I H 1. The sun is sinking fast, The day - light dies ; Let love a - wake, and pay Her eve-ning sac - ri - fice. 2. As Christ up-on the cross His Head in- clined, And to His Father's hands His part-ing Soul resigned — *■ -P- fog- fZ-- _ ^ -f«- *- u „ 7*- +- m *-' -± m^ag ipppipii j=ms EVENING SACRIFICE.— Concluded. 61 So now herself my soul Would wholly give Into His sacred charge, In Whom all spirits live. Thus would I live : yet now Not I, but He In all His power and love Henceforth alive in me. 5. One sacred Trinity! One Lord Divine 1 May I be ever His, And He forever mine. AWAKE, MY SOUL. Attributed to Bishop Ken, 1700 ; also to ISAAC WATTS, K>7J — 1 1. A - wake, my soul, and 2. Re - deem thy mis - spent 3. Let all thy con - verse 4. Wake, and lift up thy - with the sun Thy dai - ly stage mo- meats past, And live this day be sin - cere, Thy con- science as self, my heart, And with the an - o*. fam^F ^ du - ty if the noon - day bear thy run last clear; part, m -H — 1 1 r"^ rl — 1 — 1 — r— r- r 1 — fl J*"j p5 — ; ■ -j — t — A — T-r ~H — 1 — — hh -i — J — J * - -i— J — ^— H "V J 4 * \ 4 * * J * ■ J 4 • j i •• ^— f . . . . Shake off dull sloth, and Thy tal - eots to im - For God's all - see - rag Who all night long un - uj r • • r u joy - ful rise To pay thy morn - ing prove take care ; For the great day thy - eye sur - veys Thy se - cret thoughts, thy wea - ried sing High glo - ry to th'e - * it "f *" - ' sac - n - hce. self pre - pare, works and ways, ter - nal King! 3'ff 1— 1 I 1 ' 1 III I 1 1 1 U-J I I r 62 CHRIST, WHOSE GLORY FILLS THE SKIES. C. WESLEY,* 1740. German Choral by JOHAXX UOSEN'MUELLER, 1655. Arr. by JOHN GOSS. 1 ! ! A ■ m ? -4- i i — a J -J- 5 — ^~~ j— -* « » — 1— * t~ i 1. Christ, whose glo 2. Dark aud cheer 1 ry fills less is the skies, Christ, the true, the morn, Un - ac - com the - pa- ■m- -J! C± ■ C K_L r , i , on . ly Light, Sun of Right-eous - nied by Thee ; Joy - less is the ■*■■*#- ■*-■*■■*■ 3 : rtT — r — >~ -#- -\r-?-^— % — » — 1 — . r i c . r |*~ r^-te-l — 1 — f— — 1 L 4- 4=^ 1 1 — -4— ^r-r-^T ^ — i — i— ness, a - rise, Tri - umph o'er the shades of night ; Day-spring from on high, be near, day's re - turn, Till Thy mer • cy's beams I see; Till they in - ward light im - pait, % U4 mm -F ^^ : Dav Glad star my V ^ 9^_ my heart ap - pear, and warm my heart. --» 533? 3E & Visit, then, this soul of mine : Pierce tho gloom of sin and grief ; Fill mo, Radiancy divine, Scatter all my unbelief; More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day! ; Erroneously eometime<< dtilluUd to AcGrsTrs M. Tor-LADT. THROUGH THE DAY THY LOVE HAS SPARED US. 63 From " Cantica Sacra," by permission. 5N 4—iz 1, Through the 2. Pil - grims day sm Fi= £=£ Thy love has spared us, Now w lay ou earth, and stran - gers, Dwell - in;; in us down the midst to rest of foes, frtrr m £ M :& S f¥ Tlirough the si - lent watch - es guard us, Us and ours pre - serve from dan - gers, Let do foe our In Thine arms may peace mo - lest; we re - pose ; i^ ztzt 64 GOD THAT MADEST EARTH AND HEAVEN. 1st verse by Bishop REGINALD HEBElt. 2il verse by Bishop RICHARD WHATELY. EDWARD J. HOPKINS, London, England. *- 6> 4 f ' e> ' -g^ 9 4 ZIZ -» — L t % i=* 1. God, that mad - est earth and heav - en, Dark - ness and light ; Who the day for toil hast 2. Guard us wak - iug, guard us sleep- iug, And when we die May wo in Thy might- y -*—4~ g=^=fe^ g ES mm m m giv - keep en. For ins All rest the peace- fill night ; May Thine An - gel - guards do - fend us, Slum- ber sweet Thy lie. When the last dread call shall wake us, Do not Thou, our s 4-Z-£Je-t t. *- ♦ m E^£ k=i ^m mm I us, Ho us, But * mer God, cy send for - sake r^P m ly dreams and hopes at - tend us, This live - long night. to reign in glo - ry take us. With Thee on high. A - men. ;t ^ ?= ^ ^n JOira CKXNICK, 1741. ERE I SLEEP, FOR EVERY FAVOR. 65 =i Rev. J. JOWETT, 1823. m =£=± Wi -3. i- *& :Sfc fe ^ 1. Ero I sleep, for cv- cry fa - vor This day shewed By my God, I -will bless my Sav - iour. 2. Leave me not, but ev - cr love me ; Let Thy peace Be my bliss, Till Thou heDee re - move me. 3. Thou my Rock, my Guard, my Tower, Safe-ly keep While I sleep, Me with all Thy pow - er. 4. So, whene'er in death I slum-ber, Let me rise With the wise, Couut-ed in their num. - ber. + i * + illiillliiiEg -(2- TL- +- *- +. 31 S. BAEIXi: GOULD NOW THE DAY IS OVER. J. BARXBY, 18G8. U' I _ 1. Now the day is o - ver, Night is drawing nigh, 2. Je- sua, give the wea- ry Calm and sweet re- pose, Shadows of the eve-ning Steal across the sky. With Thy tend'rest blessing May our eyelids close. \J.±~ u t=t Grant to little children Visions bright of Thee, Guard the sailors tossing On the deep blue sea Through the long night-watches May Thine Angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. 5. When the morning wakens, Then may I arise Pure and fresh and sinless In Thy Holy Eyes. 66 THE DAY IS PAST AND OVER. St. ANAT0L1US, A. D. 450.— Trans, by Rev. J. MASON JiEALE. JOSEPH BARXCY, 1SC9. 1. The day is past and o - ver; We lift our hearts to Thee, And pray Thee now that sin -less Thee, And pray •*- ♦ -6>- -+ V. : _«. - t i- FT gg fIS f &•■ Ipl- *V- T S be: Je- sus, keep us in Thy sight, The hours of night may be: Je - sus, keep us in Thy sight, And save us thro' the com - ing night. J. J L ft II >j & -1--1- 2 The joys of day are over ; All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ! We ask Thee that offenceless The hours of night may be : O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight, Aud save us through the coming 3 The toils of day are oveT ; We raise our hymn to Thee, And ask, that free from danger - *r~* ^ ::c •tm — r rr aight. The hours of night may be : Jesus, keep us in Thy sight, Aud guard us through the coming night. 4 Be Thou our souls' Defender, Good Lord, for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which we have to go : Thou, ever wakeful, hoar our cull, Aud guard and save us from them all. LORD OF MY LIFE, WHOSE TENDER CARE. 67 Sir KOUXDELL PALMER'S " Book of Praise," 1858. E. J. HOPKINS. London, Eng. mM -8 f « 1. Lord of my life, whose ten - der care Hath led me on till now, 2. Oh, may I dai - ly, hour - ly, strive In heavenly grace to grow ; - _ _-*--.. J j. _ _ L _ Si Here low - ly To Thee and m m at the hour of pray'er Be • fore Tliy throne I bow ; I bless Thy gra - eious hand, and pray to Thy glo - ry live, Dead else to all be - low ; Tread in the path my Sav - iour trod, &m m4EkttEm m mm$m0 m£m m^^^ ^mm For - give - ness for Tliough thorn - y, yet the oth - er day. path of God. A • men. 19- m F^r^F I With prayer my humble praise I bring, For mercies day by day : Lord, teach my heart Thy love to sing, Lord, teach me how to pray ! All that I have, I am, to Thee I offer through Eternity ! Amen. 68 OFTEN AT EVENING. W. E. G. EVANS, May 28, 1871. For this Work. I ' ! i I 1. Oft - en at eve - ning comes a glow-ing thought Of that ■which lies be-yondour pres ♦■ -*■' ■»■-&- _ u. ' ! w - ent sense ; b_fc 'tz » S LZ *=*= PS * f i r ■* T ♦ -3 y^-T -*- ■*. -♦■ Of those high scenes whose glo-rics all are wrought By God's pure love and His om-nip - o - tence. 4- t^J-'-rJ-r-fr i #- i-JK-zi—. #-rd — * • — -»-r- n«t. ggFE Thou true Desire of nations, hear ; Thou Word of God, Thou Saviour dear ; In pity heed our humble cries, And bid at length the fallen rise. come, Redeemer, come and free Thine own from guilt and misery ; The gates of heaven again unfold, Which Adam's sin had closed of old. Doxologt. All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, Whose Advent doth Thy people free; Whom with the Father wc adore And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 70 SAVIOUR, BREATHE AN EVENING BLESSING. JAMES EDMESTON, 1S20. S. S. WESLET, 1S64. INPP rJ 4—1- m ^mm SB 1 . Sav - iour, breathe an eve - ning bless • ing Ifc*: ; re - pose our spir - its seal ; ri ri n i ' £ i -^ E^ 2. Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow near us fly, Angel-guards from Thee surrouud us ; We are safe if Thou art nigh. 3. Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; Thou art He who, never weary, Watcheth where Thy people be. 4. Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom. Doxologv. Praise the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. IN THY NAME ASSEMBLING. 71 THOMAS KELLT, 1815. EDW. J. HOPKINS, London, Eng., 1863. rfS P£^= I £3 =Jf V ^ ' 1. In Thy Dame, O Lord, as - sem- bling, We, Thy peo - pie, now 2. While our days on earth are lengthened, May we give them) Lord, draw near: to Thee ; "♦ *" Teach us Cheered bv *+r* — #- 4 * *=Ff f |t — |t_i= | — r ! k i^ m m m to re - joiee with trem- bling : Speak, and let Thy serv - ants hear ; hope, and dai - ly strengthened, May we run, nor wea - ry be, Hear with Till Thy + I meek-ness- glo - ry $m ^^ »B m 5E zpbzp fe£ m -* — f r I ^r -7— * «l '- Hear Thy word with god - ly fear. \Vith»out cloud in heaven we see. i 3 There, in worship purer, sweeter, All Thy people shall adore ; Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before ; Full enjoyment, Full and pure forevermore. Amen. 72 SAVIOUR, AGAIN TO THY DEAR NAME. Eev. JOHN EUKRTON. | J5. J. HOPKINS, London, L'nf. 1. Sav-iour, a - gain to Thy dear Name we raise With one ac- cord our part-ing hymn of praise ; 2. Grant us Thy peace up - on our homeward way ; With Thee be - gan, with Thee shall end the day : EB^ £*S 3=3- 4=t -6> O- fc^ S£lS 135*=V ■^ sir- S te 1 l- t 3t:fi =t= 1 We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease, Then, low-ly kneel- ing, wait Thy word of peace. Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called up-on Thy Name. SAVIOUR, AGAIN TO THY DEAR NAME. Concluded. 73 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm iu sorrow, and our stay in strife ; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. CLOSING HYMN. (Sicily.) Old Latin Hymn, "0 Sanctissima." Arranged by JAMES TUI'J.E. L ** #?=* most mer- ci - ful I --I— -£ — »& O most boun-ti - ful I God the Fa - ther Al - might - y ! 'J *— n # i £ : F=F nr wn ^s- By the Re - deem- cr's Sweet in - ter - ces - sion, Ilear us, help us, when wc cry I <—^ » — f—r^-'—f-if ■0 — # — 1-&-3 — a — iH =p^s=* -.o 74 y^ -j — i — *- MAY THE GRACE OF CHRIST. A. E. ItEIN'AGLE, 1826. -J— I — l m^m^^m May the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Ho - ly Spir- it's I . _ . I SI! ±— i 2 1 r' » * a — 1 — m » » » — r» s ■ — b >m £ ! * 1 1 1 ? — J — ^ m , ( p & E_jt m w *=? 4= fa - vor, Rest up - on us from a - bove ! Thus may we a - bide in un - ion With each oth - cr qyi^-=a=F:'f*-^ 8 --f ^ =^F -g--- e ^ =F^=^= ^rTr* T T f Y =* — S — j =t 1 1 S and the Lord, And pos- sess, in sweet com-mun- ion, Joys which earth can - not af - ford. r-L - - J 1 1 ^ *=*= I WHEN SHALL THE VOICE OF SINGING. 75 PRATT'S Collection. Iter. J. S. SIDEBOTHAM, Sew College, Oxford. 1. When shall the voice of sing - ing Flow joy - fal - ly a - long? When hill and val - ey, 2. Then from the crag - gy mount - ains The sa - ered shout shall fly, And sha - dy vales and II II FTT Z U - - w r p^ m :*=*= ^ wm "sJ ring - ing With one tri - umph- ant song, fount - aius Shall ech - o the re - ply : m -JEE&, J=t m Pro - claim the con - test end - ed, And Him who High tower and low - ly dwell - ing Shall send the fe£ 1* e> #- :^ 76 SAVIOUR, SPRINKLE MANY NATIONS. Bishop ARTIirii CLEVELAND COXE, 1840. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. S — 4 — rfrt — L -«— i — • 1 i — i — * — L - « -i — %-i — ' •• "*■ fi*fr •*■.-*■■*■ -&■■*■ ■*■■+-*■: -j- 1. Sav - iour, 2. Far and 3. Sav - iour, sprm wide, lo! • kle man - y na - tions ; Fruit - ful let Thy sor - rows be ; though all uu - know - iug, Pants for Thee each mor - tal breast : the isles are wait - ing, Stretch'd the hand, and strain'd the sight, rsrr-i n * I r » 1 » _i — I ^~ ^ — r~*-' * 1 — r~a ^ A . r ; V I -I V h I i I U f~ f ~ ' ' I Of Thy cross Thirsting, as Give the word, the won-drous sto - ry, for dews of e - ven, and of the preach - er told;.. 9 : J $&£$£* mm Be it to the na - tions As the new-mown grass for rain Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, . . ^m SAVIOUR, SPRINKLE. Concluded. -I- 77 Let them see Thee iu Thy glo - ry, Thee they seek, the God of beav - en, Till ou earth by ev - 'ry crea - ture And Thy mer Thee, us Man, Glo - ry to cy man - 1 for sin - ners the Lamb be fold. slain. Bung. ^=!U4feL f=t=i THY KINGDOM COME. Ecv. LEWIS IIEXSLEY. From "Cantioa Sacra," by permission. II f-' +"*- i. Thy kingdom come, God, Thy rule, Christ, begiu; Break with Thine iron rod The tyrannies of sin. Where is Thy reign of peace, And purity, and love ? When shall all hatred cease, As iu the realms above 1 When comes the promised time That war shall be no more, Oppression, lust and crime Shall flee Thy face before ? We pray Thee, Lord, arise, And come in Thy great might ; Revive our longing eyes, Which languish for Thy sight. rr Men scorn Thy sacred Name, And wolves devour thy fold ; By many deeds of shame We learn that love grows cold. 0. O'er heathen lauds afar Thick darkness broodethyet; Arise, O morning Star, Arise, and never set. 78 JAMES MONTGOMKEY, 1819. HARK ! THE SONG. F. WEBKE, Organist of the fierman Chapel Eoyal, St. James Palace. w^^^^^m^ Hark ! the song of Ju - bi - lee — Loud as might-y thun- ders roar, Or the full - ness of the sea, When it breaks up - on the shore Hal - lo - lu - jah I hark, the sound From earth's cen - ter to the skies Wakes a - bove, be - neath, a - round, All ere - a - tion'S bar - mo - nies ! ■# - J ■*- ■»•■ #- # Hal - le See Je lu - jah 1 ho - vah's s^mm $>- fm ±=± mm ^¥=t z 31 — *r — r for the Lord God Om - nip - o - tent doth reign; Hal- le - lu - jah! let the word ban - ner, furled, Sheathed his sword, He speaks, 'tis done, And the king- doms of this world H fe£ wmm ^^ -I F a 1 1 J !—• 1 1 1 rr Ech - o round the Are the King- dom earth and main, of His Son. He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway, He shall reign, when like a scroll Yonder heavens have passed away. Then the end : beneath His rod Man's last enemy shall fall : Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all ! Amen. LO! HE COMES, IN CLOUDS DESCENDING. 79 Chiefly by CHAS. WESLEY, 175S. r— ! A Melody of the last Century, arranged by E. J. HOI'KIXS, London, En». f^^pfe^ ( Lo ! He comes in clouds / Thou-sand thou - sand saiuts 5Ev - cry eye shall now They who set at naught de - seend - ing, Once for fav- ored sin - nera at - tend - ing, Swell the tri- umph of His be - hold Him Robed in dread-ful niaj - cs and sold Him. Pierced and nailed Him to the m^mm & SBE &- m FT slain ; ) traiu : J ty: tree, ,- -s =*=£ He is iu the man - ger now, Christ is born to - day ! man is blessed for ev - er - more, Christ was born for this ! gaiu His ev - er - last - ing hall : Christ was born to save ! f^T^ Christ is born to - day Christ was born for this! Christ was born to save! 82 BORN TO-DAY I From the latin, collected by Rev. J. M. NEALE. 51. A. Arranged by Rev. T. HELMORE. M.A. Earth- ly friends will change and fal-ter, Earth- ly hearts will va - ry ; •4- ' -0- -0- He is born that can - not ^ p £ £ £ r— C I— i m •— * 8 - m EJPEEI -m— >-i— 0— f *^*-$ al - ter, Of the Vir- gin Ma - ry. Born to - day — Raise the lay ; Born to - day — Twine the bay : ^ i=P^ ^ ^H^ 1 f Je - 8us Christ is born to suf- fer, Born for you : Born for you — Hoi - ly strew : Je - sus Christ was I ^ ^e-- ^^ m BORN TO-DAY! Concluded. 83 « £ -£ — *- ^ — «- SiEj born to con- quer, Born to save : Born to save, — Lau-rel -wave : Je - sus Christ was born to m . +- -f- _f-f- 1^ - » - *■ £ £" i SE £e £=£=fipf ?■ ^=r P^ 1 — r $0 lE&hsz&^mgm 5S£ - g* — h gov • liiiii rn a King: Born a King: — Bay-wreaths bring : Je - sus Christ was born of Ma - ry, J f ,-f f tr—£- E^E raZ - toi - ton - do. ^^ ^^^^ ^^^t g^ all! Well be - fall Hearth and Hall ! Je - sus Christ was born at Christmas. Born for all ff=fc% Hii 1 84 CHRIST WAS BORN ON CHRISTMAS DAY. From the Latin, collected by Rev. J. M. KEALE, M.A. Arranged by Rev. T. HELMOEE, JLA. 1-T- — I N K t-I J* I r-l — K K i ! — J 1 1 i I »H I s ! ' H i K t-I — -H -N-i — I s- , K i y^K-ai— 8— a» B-\-* —J- * FS^S-B — S-rJ— J * r5— *~ f— »~rai— S~ g— g^hg— 8 — »— »-RB— g - g^Tt r r Christ was "born on Christmas Day; Wreathe the holly, twine the hay ; C'lri-^ius nalus kodie ; The Babe, the Son, the Iloly One of Ma - ry. lie is born to set us free, He is bom our Lord to be, Ex MJz- ri - a Ylr-Qi- nc; The God, the Lord. By all a- dor'd for cv - er. Let the bright red berries glow Ev'rywhere in goodly show ; Christ us natus lio -di-e: The Babe, the Son.The ' Ma - ry. C mm r ♦.. - | - - - - u r .. - : Ho-lyOne of Ma - ry. Christian men, rejoice and sing ; 'Tis the birthday of a King, Ex Ma- ri - a Vir- r/i- nc- : The -* i1»— K^ ^_ ' ' CHRIST WAS BORN. Concluded. 83 ^^^jfe^^^^^^pfe^fefe^^ God, the Lord, By all a-dorM for ev - er. Night of sadness, Morn of gladness Evert : Ev -er, Ev-er: Aft-eTman-y ^^m^^^^m^^m^^^^^ troubles sore, Morn of gladness, ev - ermore and ev - ermore. Midnight scarcely pass'd and over, Drawing to this ho - ly morn. plS^fi^plpl^^^lgi^ r c r Ver- y ear- ly, ver- y early Christ was born. Sing oat with bliss, His Name is this : Emmanuel ; As was foretold In days of old By -*— i -'>t— — t m - it i — r Ga-bri- el. Midnight scarcely pass'd and orer, Drawing to this ho - ly mom, Yer-y ear-ly, ver-y ear -ly Christ was bom. -m^&r ,-f- i»_^_ g-.-jf T^-if- -r- ,-?- -g-r; , g -fug- f- ,-r- f-if- f- ,-r f- " 86 SEE, AMID THE WINTER'S SNOW. Rev. ED. CASWALL. Vrom "Cantica Sacra." by permission. be - low ; 1. See! a -mid the win-ter's snow, Born for us ou earth be -low; See ! the ten-der Lamb ap-pears, 2. Lo! with-in a man-ger lies He who built the star- ry skies : He who, thron'd in height sub-lime, 3. "Say, ye ho - ly shep-herds, say, What your joy-ful uews to-day ? Wherefore have ye left your sheep 4. " As we watched at dead of night, Lo ! we saw a won-drous light ; An - gels singing, ' Peace on earth,' wmmm ;=£ £==£ ■f-* ® u -r f^E* tA^>-r^ mm U I 14 Chorus. ^^T^ O >*0-'. 0—0 g— >- * i I ' -»-i 0— #m ' 8 ' * ^ i T Promised from e - ter - nal 3 T ears ! Hail ! thou ev - er bless • cd mora I Hail ! Re-demp-tion's hap py dawn ! Sits a - mid the cher - u - bim. Hail ! II By Thy heart so meek and mild ; 2 Teach us to resemble Thee V '' In Thy sweet humility. — Cho. i EDMUND H. SEAKS, 1850. 2^= THE ANGELS' SONG. 87 Adapted from MENDELSSOHN by E. J. HOPKINS, London, Eng. -r— r- rU-C^i ' it- =± A 1 L . 1 J- -*-* a fczt B 1. it 2. Still 3. And i ■* * . r , >- i came up - on the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From an - gels bending near the thro' the clo- ven skies they came, With peaceful wings un- furl'd ; And still their heavenly mu - sic ye heneath life's crushing load Whose forms are bending low, Who toil a - long the climbing mt — t — r f g a *£ -+-- * 5 F — * — 3— >-» — * — * — » — "-ai-.-— •— » — L * — ft- — * — •— ^S — # i 3t=*I ^* eajth, To touch their harps of gold : " Peace to the earth, good-will to men, From Heav'n's all-gracious King ; floats O'er all the wea - ry world ; A - bove its sad and low- ly plains They bend on heavenly wing, way With painful steps and slow ; Look now ! for glad and gold- en hours Come swiftly on the wing ; : M^f R=f i — r ral-len- tan - do. The world in so- lemn stillness lay. To hear the an - gels sing ! And ev - er o'er its Babel sounds The blessed an - gels sing ! Oh! rest be-side the wea- ry road, And hear the an -gels sing! 4. For lo ! the days are hast'ning on, By prophet-bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold ; When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. 88 STAR OF THE EAST I Bishop REGINALD IIEDEE, 1811. E. J. UOrmS, London, Eng. 1 1- ^^rjji j ^^4ir4^=j=s4| ^| 1. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aidl -£^>— f-rf^r •- Star of the East, the ho - pi ■ zon a - dorn - ing, Guide -where our in - fant Re- deem- er is laid! -k - ' # — ^ -4-«* 3=F ==1= m Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. Vainly « offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gold would His favor secure : Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Say, shall we yield nim, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine ? Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkuess, and lend us Thine aid 1 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. HOLY NIGHT! PEACEFUL NIGHT! 89 Moderately stoic. J. BAEXBT, 18CS. l.Ho- ly night! peaceful night! Thro' the dark - ness beams a Jigl-it ^ Ho - ly night! peaceful J T^U-M^- ^ ^j > ±±± £=£ night ! Thro' the dark-ness beams a light, Thro' the dark-ness beams a light; Yonder, where they sweet ~l f^-nr 1 - H ft r^T-^ — rv k , — i Pi — I i Si r- - , — r =- — , , vig- ils keep O'er the Babe, who in si- lent sleep, Rests ia heavenly peace, Rests in heavenly peace m ir- — L4 y — h- 1 — — L m m— m t 4 Silent night! holiest night I Wondrous Star 1 O lend thy light ! With the angels let us sing Hallelujah to our King! Jesus our Saviour is here I Silent night, 1 holiest night ! Darkness flies and nil is light! Shepherds hear the angels sing — "Hallelujah! hail the King! Jesus the Saviour is here 1 " 3 Silent night ! holiest night ! Guiding Star, O leud thy light 1 See the eastern wise men bring Gifts and homage to our King I Jesus, the Saviour, ia here ! 90 WHILE SHEPHERDS WATCHED THEIR FLOCKS. SAIIUM TATE, 1703. From "Cantica Sacra," bj special permission. ^ppgg|P S 1. While shepherds -watched their flocks by night, All seat - ed on the ground, 2. " To you, in Da - vid's town, this day, Is born, of Da - vid's line, 3. Thus spake the 6er - aph ; and forthwith Ap - peared a shin - iug throng The an - gel The Sav - iour, Of an - gels. M of the Lord came down, And glo - ry shone a ■who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the praising God, and thus Addressed their joy-ful round. " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread sign: The heavenly babe you there shall find, song : " All glo - ry be to God on high, Had seized their troubled mind; To hu- man view dis - played, And to the earth be peace ; JL -a- . " Glad tid - ings of great joy I bring To you and all man- kind. All mean-ly wrapped in swaddling bands, And in a man-ger laid." Good will henceforth from Heaven to men Be - gin and nev- er cease. *=&*$ m THE CHRISTMAS-TREE. Words and Music by Eev. JOHN H. HOPKINS, Jr. By special permission * _ fr i h-d = — n-T— d 91 1. Gath -or a - round the Christmas - tree ! Gath - er 2. Gatli - er a - ruund the Christmas - tree ! Gath - er 3. Gath - er a - round the Christmas - tree 1 Gath - er :§3E?EE?E3Efefe£=E£ =P=^ a - round the Christ-mas-tree ! Ev - er-green Have its a - round the Christ-mas-tree ! Once the pride Of the a -round the Christ-mas-tree! Ev - 'ry bough Bears a *• * +■- * *■ « * If- *■_*!■£_ i^spu y^^^M §s F^ branch-es been, It is king of all the wood niouut-aiu side. Now cut down to grace our Chri: bur - den now, They are gifts of love for us, -h h-T-™ » s land scene : For Christ, our King, is born to - day, t - mas - tide : For Christ from heav'n to earth came down, ■we trow : For Christ is born, His love to show, ms^m m &* *=f -4=q^[ a p^^^^a^^^p His reign shal 1 ne v - er pa9s a - way. Ho - san - na, To gaiu, thro' death, a no-bler crown. Ho - san - na, And give good gifts to men be - low. Ho - san na, gj; it r i rfr Pii.:*CTiFii t = U Ho - san - na, Ho - san - na in the high - est 1 Ae. * £ w is 92 ALL MY HEART THIS NIGHT REJOICES. Eev. ANGELO A. BENSON. Translated 18G2. J. G. EBLING, 1G20— 1G72. U-4— J 4-r- J J 1 Edzizjbt: -»-£ w^m^ 1 1. All my heart this night re - joi - cos, As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest an - gel voi - ces; 2. Hark! a voice from yoa-der inan-ger, Soft and sweet, Doth en - treat, " Flee from woe and dan - ger; :y±br - j , I |> _; g*H e ZL f Vvf-% -fl>.\0 m "Christ is born," their choirs are sing - ing, Till the air Ev - 'rv-wherc Now with joy is ring - ing Breth-reu, come; from all doth grieve you You are freed: All you need I will sure -ly give you 1-f m ^H — r 1 3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder ; Here let all, Great and small, Kneel fa awe and wonder. Love Him who with love is yearning ; Hail the Star That from far Bright with hope is burning ! 4 Yc who pine in weary sadness, Weep no more, For the door Now is found of gladness. Cling to Him, for He will guide you Where no cross, Pain or loss, Can again betide you. 5 Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish. Live to Thee, And with Thee Dying, shall not perish — But shall dwell with Thee for ever, Far on high, In the joy That can alter never. ADESTE FIDELES.* O come, all ye faithful. 93 Portuguese Hymn. JOHN READING, 16S0orl69i Arrang.'d by EDW. J. UOl'ICIXS, London, Eng. -i w, «i m. 1_ _ IP 1. O come, all ye faith - i'ul, Joy-ful-ly tri-umphant, To Both - le -bom hasten now with glad ac - cord; 2. Tho' true God of true God, Light of Light e - ter nal, Our low.- - ly na-ture He hath not ab-horr'd: 1 m ' . „ e . £ £ " . I * ^ g i ^^£5 i — r-r :i m m E t±f — pr-h, — f— Mf~H j— 1~ Lot in a man-ger Sits tho King of an- gels; Oeome, Ictus a-dore Him, come, let us a Son of the Fa - ther, Not made, but be - got - ton : come, &c. ^ S t £ : ^ . J? > i i J J i J. ill I . 1- »-r< c ' 5 * &- 3EJ£gEfEE^ ..ki.ssohn". 1. Hark! the her - aid - an - gels sing, Glo - ry to the new - born King; Peace on earth, and 2. Christ, by high - est heaven a - dored, Christ, the Ev - er - last - iug Lord ; Late in time bc- 3. Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteous - ness ! Light and Life to z&z: II i m : s mer - cy mild, hold Him come, all He brings, WW God and sin - ners re - eon - oiled ! Joy - ful, Off - spring of a Vir - giu's womb. Veiled in Risen with heal - ing in His wings. Mild He £ i. all ye na - tions, rise, flesh the God- head see ; lays His glo - ry by, km 3t^= £Hp ^ m ^ m Join the tri - umph of the skici Hail ! th'In- car - nate De - i - ty ! Born that man no more may die, ! I I *- *- f f- f f- ■*- With the Pleased as Born to an - gel - host pro - claim, Christ is born in Man with man to dwell, Je - sus, our Em- raise the sons of earth, Born to give them i=± m HARK! THE HERALD-ANGELS SING.— Concluded. 95 :f=H -i— =j— 4- S i=^S -?-j-f-J I ^=r— I '- *-«i— — ft4 z — ^ — ^ — » -/• — r — r - * -i- — s y — 3F— *■-*— r — — ^ Beth - le - hem ! Hark ! the her - aid - au - gels siug Glo - ry man - u - el. Hark ! etc. see - oncl birth. Hark I etc. the new- bora Kids LORD JESUS, GOD AND MAN. Sir HENRY W. BAKER, Bt., 1860. SAMUEL S. WESLEY. 1. Lord Je - sus, God aDd Man, For love of men a Child, 2. Lord Je - sos, God and Man, In this our fes - tal day 3. We pray for child- like hearts, For geu - tie ho - ly love, • 1 The Ve - ry God, yet To Thee for pre - eious For strength to do Thy *r *- - J It* SEES I wmm r~* ? ML born on ' earth Of Ma - ry un - do gifts of grace Thy ran-somed peo - pie will be - low As an - gels do a ^B 4 We pray for simple faith, For hope that never faints, For true communion evermore With all Thy blessed Saints. 5 On friends around us here O let Thy blessiDg fall ; We pray for grace to love them veil, But Thee beyond them all. 96 CHRISTIANS, AWAKE ! JOHN WAIN WEIGHT, died 1763. B~ ^ I •>~* m m ■# ■*■ 1. Chi-istiaus, a -wake I sa - lute the hap - py morn Where - on the Sav- iour of man- kind was born; 2. Then to the watch - ful shepherds it was told, Who heard th' an-gel- ie herald's voice :" Be - hold, 19- ■#-•*.-*- =t ±=l : — gj- I Bise to a - dore the mys - tcr - y of love, Which hosts of an- eels chant- ed from a - bore I bring good ti - dings of a Saviour's birth To you and all the na- tions up - on earth 2lEE^EZE*=l Is- m With them the joy - ful tid - ings first be - gun, Of God In - car- nate and the Vir - gin's Son. This day hath God ful - filled His promised word, This day is born a Saviour, Chri6t the Lord/' CHRISTIANS, AWAKE! Concluded. 97 3 Oil ! may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind ; Trace we the Babe, Who hath retrieved our loss, From the poor maDger to the bitter cross ; Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace. Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 4 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, To join, redeemed, a glad triumphant throng He that was born upon this joyful day Around us all His glory shall display ; Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King. THE SNOW LAY ON THE GROUND. Christmas Carol, sung t>y the PIFi'EEARr at Rome. From "Cantica Sacra," by special permission, | £ =^xd=^N=^JsJ=F-^T- J-,-j L— ' SEE 11 t=F*i ^ m 1. Tee snow lay on the ground, The stars shone bright When Christ our Lord was born, On Christ-mas 2. 'Twas Ma - ry, daughter pure Of ho - ly Ann, That bro't in - to this world Our God made 3. She laid Him in a stall At Beth - le - hem ; The ass and ox • en shared The roof with ^m\ ^ ? ± mr-rr ^ ± m^ s= ^ night ; When Christ our Lord was born, On Christ - mas night. man ; That bro't in - to this world Our God made man. them; The ass and ox- en shared The roof with them. * ^— — -^ ;fj.frf =t i^ I I 4 And thus, that manger poor Became a throne ; |: For He, whom Mary bore, Was God the Son. :] 5 come then, let us join The heavenly host, J: To praise the Father, Son, And Holy Ghost. :| • The Puterari are shepherd) of the Abruzzi mountains, who visit Some at Christmas-time, singing Carols and playing a kind Of hautboy, whence their name. 98 CLEAR UPON THE NIGHT AIR SOUNDING. Rev. J. S. B. HODGES, by special permi-skm. 1. Clear up - on the night air sounding, Sweet- ly echo-ing o'er the plain, Fell the an- gel -voice, an- nonnc-ing. 2. Proph-ets told the won-drout* sto - ry Of the fu - ture King and Lord; Who from up - per realms of glo - rv 3. We who know the lov-ing Sav - iour, Who have found the last - ing peace; Who have heard His voice ce - Tcs - tial. 9- m m -L =I= H| I zz|zz=±:rL =t j=?-=i-- -:*=fc«t ^ - • f - - - ■ " -3~ "Christ is bora in Beth - le - hem." Clear- er, sweet-er, swelled the Oho-rus, From Ihe an-gcl-host a -round, " Glo -ry. Should de-scend our Light and Word. But they knew not all His brightness. Xor the tull-ness of His grace,— Could not Bid -ding alt our sor-rows cease ; We can raise the song of tn-umph, With th' angel - ic host pro-claim: "Glo- ry. glo - ry in the high - est, And on earth good-will a -bound." As the an - gels sang we join the heavenly eho-rus. Nor the song of tri-umph raise. As the an - gels sang we glo - ry, in the high -est! Christ is born in Beth - le - hem." And as an - gels sang wc Glo - ry to the Glo - ry to our Glo - ry to new-horn King, And our song we'll ncv-er cease, Glo - ry to the Prince of Peace ! Glo - ry to the Prince of Peace ! God and King. And our song, &c. God and King. And our song, &c. THE SHEPHERDS OF BETHLEHEM. 99 Words and Music by Rev. JOHN H. HOPKINS, Jr. By special permission. 1. At Beth- le - hem, in win - fry cold, The faithful shepherds <^iard their fold : The crowded town is sunk in sleep, While 2. When, lo! an An -gel from on high Came sail- ing down the star - ry sky; A glo - ry all a-round him snined, And w^$^ ^^ mm^^ m V id roc Hi* midnight vigil still they keep. And rocks and hills are ringing, While they, to shield 1 heir sheep from harm. And keep themselves a- left a track of light hehind. Hie way thus swiftly wing-ing, From far he smiles with radiaut joy /That shepherds thus their ^^$^^^m n^ =^ *=* es=*P^ r Chorus. wake and warm. Are eheerl -ly, loud-ly sing-ing,— "nalle - lu - voice employ, All night in sweetly sing-ing,— "Halle - hi - ,C*-** ^linSg; "Fear not, 1 ' said he,— for at the sight The simple shepherds start with fright,— "Fear not, for unto you, this morn, In David's town a Babe is born : ir ris Christ, your Lord and Saviour, Whose reign, when He is crowned King, Shall make both men and angels Bing, For ever and for ever,— Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Praise the Lord!" I 4 While yet he spake, in robes of flame A flying cloud of angels came ; Upon the midnight air loud rang Their golden harps, while thus they sang " To God on high be glory : And peace on earth, good-will to men I" Angels and shepherds joining then, Thus hail the wondrous story,— "Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Praise the Lord 1" pispiPPi jah, Hal-le- lu -jah, Praise the Lord V jah, Hal- le - lu -jah, Praise the Lord I" ^i And every Christmas-tide, that song More numerous sounds, and yet more From aire to age, from pole to pole [strong ; It rolls "along, and yet shall roll: Till, crowned with splendor glorious, That Babe shall come again, a King. And saints and angels all shall sing, In endless, boundless chorus, — "HalUui.-.h rlall ltnal-. Hallelujah Praibe the Lord!" 100 GETHSEMANE. J. MONTGOMERY, 1821 R, REDHEAD, 1S56. -I- 1. Go to dark Geth-sem - a - no, Ye that feel the tempter's power ; Your Re-deem-er's conflict see; ,^^ -^- rr^ j^ ^^m^ gi :3 ■» -5- * Watch with Him one bit - ter hour : Turn not from His griefs a - way ; Learn of Jo - sus Christ to pray. w g¥ £ &mmmm m^m$% mm 2 Follow to the judgment-hall ; View the Lord of life arraigned. O, the wormwood and the gall ! O, the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suff'ring, shame, or loss: Learn of Him to bear the cross. 3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb ; There, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time, — God's own sacrifice complete. It is finished ! hear Him cry ; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay. All is solitude and gloom : Who hath taken Him away J Christ is risen ; — He seeks the skies. Saviour, teach us so to rise 1 I JAMES GEORGE DECK, 1S37. THE ATONING BLOOD. WILLIAM H. MOXK. 101 g=r- 4 i!i ! «L +4-hJ «~t ^= t — r ^— L -td — F — H — * 'Tj 1 1. When first o'erwhelmed with sin and shame, To Je - bus' cross I trem - bling came, Burdened with 2. My sin is gone, my fears are o'er, I shun His pies- ence now no more ; He sits up- 3. By faith that voice I al - so hear, It an - swers doubt, it stills each fear : Th'ac-cus - er 9^ fe^ We^ -tt -ter 1K- 3t* "tr guilt and full of fear, Yet drawn by love, 1 vent- ured near ; Par - don I on the throne of grace, He bids me bold - ly seek His face; Sprinkled up seeks in vain to move The wrath of Him whose name is Love ; Each charge a . found and on the gaiust the •to peace with Go> Throne of God sons of God bus' rich a - ton - see that rich a - ton - si - leneed by th'a - to n - - ing blood. - ing blood. - ing blood. a ■*■■!» f" n ■e- , f iji-f gTf=^=£=^-F= -*-• — 1 -* — ; U \W ;^ " -i — i — f h*— ■ — r - ' — p "1 1 w — ft I ' i 1 1 Here I can rest without a fear ; By this, to God I now draw near ; By this, I triumph over Bin, For this has made and keeps me clean ; And when I reach the Throne of God I'll- praise that rich atoning blood. 102 HEAR US, WE BESEECH THEE ! Sir IIEXBT WILLIAM BAKEK, Bart., 18G1. Her. L. 0. HAYNK, 51ns. Doc. 1868. ff V_^^_J |_j_J ^|-^_h lU . 1 I I J Ml & BE -a- — ^ — r ^=* : ^= *^r -I I -x=\ : - r God the Fa-ther, from Thy throne, Hear us, we be- seech Thee ! ) God the co - e - ter - nal Sod, Hear us, we be- seech Thee! f God the Spir - it, might- y Lord, Qlfjpfc Si- f — F=F i — r w r a I I • I I I - I ■ I ' I d. c. Three ia Oue, by all a - dored, Hear us, we be- seech Thee ! Hear us, we be - seech Thee ! Je - sus ! Je - sus ! . ( By Thy wondrous In - car - na- tion, ) ' I By Thy Birth for our sal - va- tion, \ W'< I I mm^m^msmm wm 1=r^ m t=:q- IJ 8 *~i — I ~n* *- «-■ * seech Thee, we be - seech Thee I From cv - 'ry ill de - fend us, Thy grace and n.crey send us. A- men. m *mm^=^^m^m^^ HEAR US, WE BESEECH THEE ! Concluded. 103 2 By Thy fasting and temptation, By Thy nights of supplication, We beseech Thee, ■■,■■ * ^^ 1— <» rends the rocks a - sun- der — Shakes the earth and vails the sky: bless-ings with- out measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord : fin - ish - ed ! " fin - ish - cd ! " K 4 a a » 0—h-i r L »-.*- V -^ ^r=+ Hi^SfeipSPl Hear the Saints 1 the J- dy - ing dy - ing 1 Sav - iour words re Ses j ~j -J- * *-=*= Si Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs I Join to 6ing the pleasing theme : All in earth and heaven, uniting, Join to praise Immanuel's name : Hallelujah !— Glory to the bleeding Lamb! Amen- HAIL THE DAY THAT SEES HIM RISE. 103 C. WESLEY, 1739. WM. H. MOXK. jfa U-J i uJ =i=- ' ■ - rj . . i i. i Jm . im E^ :* ;5 e~„- ^T -*— 8- 1. Hail the day that sees Him rise, Hal - le - lu -jah! To His throne above tbe skies ; Hal - le - lu - jab ! ^fffi fit- * f=I= mm # ■»■ -g- - 7g- £♦ ^gl^^fc I Prt=±d pppp 5tt •^^"■^^S^^^r^^r^^ i nr r i t * i i Christ, the Lamb for sinners given, Hal - le - lu - jah ! En-ters now the highest heaven. Hal - le - lu - jah ! ,-Ht-»--r T F ,r * -« ^ - --^— L«_« J~J f . f 2 - - :t= r-- r t* p=pt£=& -: : r s There for Him high triumph waits ; Hallelujah ! Lift your beads, eternal gates ! Hallelujah ! He hath conquered death and sin, Hallelujah ! Take the King of Glory in. Hallelujah! Lo, the heaven its Lord reeeires ! Hallelujah ! Yet He loves the earth He leaves ; Hallelujah! Though returning to His throne, Hallelujah ! Still He calls mankind His own. Hallelujah ! Still for us He intercedes, Hallelujah ! His prevailing death He pleads ; Hallelujah ! Near Himself prepares our place, Hallelujah ! He, the first-fruits of our race. Hallelujah! Lord, though parted from our sight Hallelujah ! Far above the starry height, Hallelujah ! Grant our hearts may thither rise, Hallelujah ! Seeking Thee above the skies. Hallelujah ! 106 HAIL THE DAY THAT SEES HIM RISE. C. WESLEY, 1739. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission, and rearranged for this wort & m 3ta * 1. Hail the day that sees Him rise, Hal- le - lu • jah! A 2. There the glo - rious tri - umph -waits, Hal - le - lu - jah ! A men, Rav-ished from our men, " Lift your heads, e - iife f- -g- -^ V 4 -J- 4 ig £=S^ t±t=t -r— ^-^ Mh^^^\- *-*—*£ men ; Christ a - while to mor- tals giv - en, men ; Wide un - fold the ra - di - ant scene, ** n ^ i fe^ Hal Hal JJ^ 9iig^f ^-^-r^r--^-— ^ lu - jah ! A- men, Re - as- cends His na - tive heaven, Halle - lu - jah ! A - me lu - jah! A- men, Take the King of glo- ry in," Hal- le - lu - jah! A - me J r*i- . i - ' H ! l_J --^ - -" *-J-r* 6 ■ '0 S — S * r* ih-i-i-j — r-* s * * r,° » | g *- J f « s *« 0=*=^ 1 HAIL THE DAY.— Concluded. 107 3 Him though highest Heaven receives, Hallelujah! Amen, Still He loves the earth He leaves. Hallelujah ! Amen ; Though returning to His Throne, Hallelujah ! Amen ; Still He calls mankind His own, Hallelujah 1 Amen. 4 Still for them He intercedes. Hallelujah ! Amen, His prevailing death He pleads, Hallelujah! Amen: Near Himself prepares their place, Hallelujah ! Amen, Saviour of the human race, Hallelujah 1 Amen. Ever upward let ns move, Hallelujah! Amen, "Wafted on the wiuga of love, Hallelujah ! Amen ; Looking when our Lord shall come, Hallelujah ! Amen; Longing, panting after home, Hallelujah 1 Amen. There shall we with Thee remain, Hallelujah! Amen, Partners of Thy endless reign, Hallelujah I Amen ; There Thy face unclouded 6ee, Hallelujah! Amen, Fiud our heaven of heavens in Thee, Hallelujah ! Amen THOMAS KELLY, 182(1. COME, SEE THE PLACE. Dr. W. HAYES, ob. 1779. tF-^df-T* — • — * f-^p^jT- * — Y~~ 1 — 5 — * — *~ ' W— l^-Efra — » — \ 1 (__T a* i Cotne, see the place where Je- sus lay, And hear an - gel - ic watchers say, " He lives, who once was slain O joy-ful sound! O glo-rious hour, When by His own Almight- y power He rose, and left the grave The First-be - got - ten of the dead, For us He rose, our glorious Head, Im - mor- tal life to bring No more they trem-ble at the grave, For Je- bus will their spirits save, And raise their slumberina dust 1 ^ 4-U- 3=\z -->, Why seek Now let What tho O ris - the liv- ing 'midst the dead? Re-mem-ber how the Saviour said That He would rise a- gam.' our songs His triumph tell, Who burst the bands of death and hell, And ev - er lives to save, the saints like Him shall die, They share their Leader's victo - ry. And triumph with their King, en Lord, in Thee we live, To Thee our ransomed souls we give, To Thee our bod - ies trust. A ±' i i ' h 108 CHRIST THE LORD IS RISEN AGAIN. EASTER HYMN OP THE BOHEMIAN CHURCH, 1531. Trans, hy Miss CATHARINE WINUKWORTH, 1858. HENRY CAKET. " Lyra Daridica," 17 1. Christ the Lord 13 ris'n a gam, Hal I"" f ^£ I lo - lu - jah 1 Christ hath brok - en * J * d i -*-v-J — Tg EEE ^3L_ # ^ j j 1— J -• - g= jj— * **- fe=g ev - 'ry chain ; i5>;. ■tj- n n J - *~-S. — p r — r? — hi - jah ! Hark, an - gel - ic vci - ce3 cry, 277 t- =9? _^g jjj-ran-l — '1- Hal I - Hal - lo - lu - jah ! Sing - ing ev - er - more on high, Hal - le - lu - jah ! I I Kk N. V— S I - I ' ^l^gill^^igliisisi CHRIST THE LORD. Concluded. 109 2 He who bore all pain and loss, Hallelujah I Comfortless upon the cross, Hallelujah ! . Lives in glory now on high, Hallelujah! Pleads for us and hears our cry : Hallelujah ! 3 He who slumber'd in the grave, Hallelujah 1 Is exalted now to save ; Hallelujah ! Now through Christendom it rings. Hallelujah That the Lamb is King of kings : Hallelujah ! 4 Now He bids us tell abroad, Hallelujah ! How the lost may be restored, Hallelujah 1 How the peuitent forgiven, Hallelujah ! How we too may enter heaven : Hallelujah ! 5 Thou, our Paschal Lamb indeed, Hallelujah 1 Christ, Thy ransomed people feed ! Hallelujah I Take our sins and guilt away, Hallelujah ! That we all may sing for aye, Hallelujah ! RIDE Itev. HEXUY HART MILMAN, 1822. 4-^-J — *- ON IN MAJESTY! Eev. J. B. DIKES, m i^i 3SE :r 1. Ride on! vide on in 2. Ride on ! ride on in ma - jes - ty ! Hark ! all the tribes Ho - san - na cry ; ma - jes - ty ! In low - ly pomp, ride ou to die : -R ■#■-*■■*• Saviour meek, pur- O Christ, Thy triumphs ES T- r^E SE&frd£=fr=# WnH 3= -t-9- ■ ~j It m >^3- " r~ sr"^ sue Thy road With palms and seatter'd garments strow'd. now be - gin O'er cap - live death and con-quer'd sin. J J ,h I*. - E-feS: -*2» -* -»- I =? : II 3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wond'ring eyes To see th' approaching Sacrifice. 4 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! The last and fiercest 6trife is nigh : The Father on His sapphire Throne Awaits His own anointed Son. 5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp, ride on to die ; Bow Thy meek Head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, Thy pow'r, and reign. no WELCOME, HAPPY MORNING ! [77iis hymn, written towards (he close of the sixth century, by Yenantius Fortunatus, Bishop of Poictiers, was in we throughout Europe as a Processional Hymn for Easter-day. and universally popular in the Middle Ages. 80 great a favorite did it become, that pa rod its of it were writtt n for all the an at f< siivals. Jeronu of fragi/t sang it at the stake while dying. In 15LU Crantner transIaU — * — rr 3 Let peace within her walls be found ; Let all her sons unite To spread with grateful zeal around Her clear and shining light. 4 Great God, we hail the sacred day, Which Thou hast called Thine own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at Thy throne. 114 ASCENSION HYMN. Words and JIusic by FRASCES RIDLEr IIAVEKGAL, 1S72. From Ha\ergars Fsalinodj. 1. Gold - en harps are sounding, An- gel voi - ces ring, Pearly gates are op - ened, Op - ened for the King. 2. lie who came to save us, He who bled and died. Now is crowned with gladness At His Fa-ther's side. 3. Pray - ing for His children In that blessed place, Call-ing them to glo - ry, Send- iog them His grace . ippslg I Christ, the King of Glo - ry, Je - sus, King of Lovers, gone up in tri - umph To His Throne a-bove. Nev - er more to suf - fer, Nev- er more to die, Je - sus. King of Glo - ry Is gone up on high. His bright home prepar- iug, Lit- tie ones, for you ; Je - sus ev - er liv - eth, Ev- er lov - eth too. ■ft- ■&- -0- I-m m m 1 i o >— r w a- tt* az u I ^*±E£4. ->' -t-ZTS: & -m—i- V> m All His work is end- cd, Joy- ful- ly we sing ; Je - sus hath as-cend-ed! Glo- ry to our King! N'l ■*--*-- r • £ f- " * * ^ > r*--^F— £ — »-V ii f » — »-r — -*-— *. m the poor sea - man to cher- ish, ry, the ma - ri - ner cher- ish, , Thy re - deem - ed to cher- ish ; -r r— $=£=$=$= Sir JOHN BOWMSG, 1825. HOW SWEETLY FLOWED. 119 From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. St P^^r ^ ^z^^^ ^^L^^! sS ness and grace, When list • 'ning thou m eands ,-1 4±_ gath - er'd e cfc s r^f — I — 14- From heav'n He came, of heav'n He spoke, ~3_^|X To heav'n He led His follower's way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night He broke, Unveiling an immortal day. " Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home ; •_ll Come, all ye weary ones, and rest :" *~H" Yes, 6acred Teacher, we will come, Obey Thee, love Thee, and be blest. 120 FROM THE FIRST DAWN. -# — » — • — l i i i -^ Ei?=E Kev. J. B. DYKES. ?> iSf 1. From tbe first dawn of iu 2. To seek Thy grace, to do 0- ■&- fant life Thy goodoess we have shared, And still we live to Thy will, O Lord, our hearts ia . cline ; And o'er the paths of m -&- ! * * • J 1 PFi^^fc Bg H By sov'reign mer - cy spared ! Command Thy light to shine. m S While taught to read the word of truth, May we that word receive ; And when we hear of Jesus' name, In that blest name believe. 4 Let not our feet incline to tread Sin's broad destructive road ; But trace those holy paths which lead To glory and to God. LORD, THY WORD ABIDETH. Sir IIENKY W. BAKER, Bt., 1860. J. B. KffiNIO, 1788, m 1. Lord, Thy Word abideth, And our footsteps guideth; Who its truth believ - eth Light and joy re-ceiv - eth. i iar I ' ' i ' r I # 11 LORD, THY WORD ABIDETH. Concluded. 121 When our foes are near us. Then Thy Word doth cheer us, Word of consolation, Message of salvation. Who can tell the pleasure, Who recount the treasure, By Thy Word imparted To the simple-hearted ? Word of mercy, giving Succor to the living ; Word of life, supplying Comfort to the dying ! 5. Oh, that we discerning Its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear Thee, Evermore be near Thee I ISAAC WATTS, 1T.9. THY HOLY LAW. ! hi l rv , Melody attributed to MOZART. And thence my med- i- ; My soul with long- ing ^T<2- 1.0 how I love Thy ho - ly law! 'Tis dai - ly my 2. My waK-ing eyes pre- vent the day To med - i - tate a far*'- 'H**^ *^ 2^££ F £=d£ mel mm ta - tions draw Di - vine ad - vice by night, melts a - way To hear Thy gos - pel, Lord. I mm i 3 How doth Thy Word my heart engage 1 How well employ my tongue I And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yields me a heavenly song. 4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope ; And there I write Thy praise. 122 THY WORD OUR GUIDE. m «=* M1C1IAKI. HATDS, 1739. 3=J^e| i=2= tt±=t=te 3^ r -^±s 1. O Thou, whose glo - ry and whose grace Ce - les - tial hosts pro- claim, 2. With - in the vol - unie of Thy word, We, from our ear - ly youth, "<*• ■#• 19- •»• _ _ J - g-~*^ - ■>*■ ■•- 19-' 19 Loot down from Learu of our Hf=si BC ^ g^E 5 ^; a—*— 3—1-.*= -^ SE '•;. 3 Thy word displa}-8 the concord sweet Of fear and holy love ; Mercy and truth together meet, heaven, Thy dwelling-place, Teach us to fear Thy name. Descending from above. Sav - iour and our Lord, The Wav, the Life, the Truth. 4 Lord 1 Thy glory and Thy graco ■"^**> Whilst now our lips proclaim, r ']r I F Come to our hearts, Thy dwelling-place, sU s » »4Jf V And make us fear Thy name. LET CHILDREN COME TO ME. A. E. EEINAGLE, 1S26. 1. The Lord, who once our weak - ncss knew, Born in this vale of tears, 2. And as He bare our hum - ble lot, Man - kind from sin to free, I In wis - dom In mer - cy £? EESSfe LET CHILDREN COME TO ME I Concluded. 123 £ =t ^— *- said "For - bid la Let fa - vor as in ehil- dren come to years. —9Jr-J m 4=±=± i — f- 3 May we, Lord, betimes obey The call Thy grace has given. And still pursue the narrow way That leads our steps to heaven. i Tho' angels round Thy throne on high Their hymns of triumph raise, Thou bearest when to Thee we cry, Thou wilt not scorn our praise. SAVIOUR, WHO THY FLOCK ART FEEDING. Est. W. A. MUHLENBERG, D.D. Ait. from METERBEER. fe^fefe m ;S3F S m jtzii 1. Saviour! who Thy flock art feed - ing 'With the Shepherd's kind - est care, All the fee - hie 2. Now, these lit - tie ones re - ceiv - ing, Fold them in Thy gra- eious arm ; There, we know, Thy m i T=^ fc T> — | - i ±3- M 1— q^Jr-Tg: I gen - tly word be lead • liev ■ ing, ing, While the lambs Thy On - ly there, se - * fat. ♦ 3 Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's daugerous way : bo - som share cure from harm. 4 Then, within Thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place, ' IX Feed in pastures ever vernal, ' ' Drink the rivers of Thy grace. m :tr: 124 SHEPHERD OF ISRAEL. .-I i_ Is - rael, from a- bove Thy fee - ble flock be- bold; And let us nev - er 2. Thou wilt not cast Thy lambs a - way ; Thy hand is ev - er near, To guide them lest they 3Sfe£ HI i i 3 =±=* fc=fe lose Thy love, Nor wan - der from Thy fold, go a - stray, And keep them safe from fear. f. f Si ma A - men. m 3 We want Thy help, for we are frail ; Tby light, for we are blind ; Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail, To prove that Thou art kind. 4 Teach us the things we ought to know, And may we find them true ; And still in stature as we grow, Increase in wisdom too. Amen. LET CHILDREN HEAR THE MIGHTY DEEDS. ISAAC WATTS, 1719. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. 1. Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old ; Which in our younger years we saw, And 2. He bids us make His glories known, His works of pow'r and grace ; And we'll convey His wonders down Thro 1 qfc-=£q=j _^ • Fj^ — y^n _ .-^«-i^ :-#--{?— C-Mr- ;=£ B *F tt LET CHILDREN HEAR. Concluded. 123 r± which our fathers told, And 'which our fathers told. ev - 'ry rising race, Thro' ev - 'ry rising race T =£p= s iH 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs ; That generations, yet unborn, May teach them to their heirs, 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands ; That they may ne'er forget His works, But practise Hia commands. I HAST THOU WITHIN A CARE SO DEEP. RTLE'S Collection. THOMAS GAMBIEE PARRY. 4=4 S=4 m I- S> J- -#— * * m &- -*■ lT* ?£- ■*&■ 1 . Hast thou with-in a care so deep, It chas-es from thine eye - lids sleep \ 2. Hast thou a hope with which thy heart Would almost feel it death to part ? -t=i rr To Eu 5 thy Re - deem - er treat thy God that iPBFP e anx - l - e - ty thee strength to lay to prayer, it down. ^ PI 3 Hast thou a friend whose image dear May prove an idol worshipped here 1 Implore the Lord that nought may be A shadow between Heaven and thee. 4 Whate'er the care that breaks thy rest, Whate'er the wish that swells thy breast, Spread before God that wish, that care, And change anxiety to prayer. 126 THE LIVING FOUNTAIN, THOMAS KELLY, 1803. HENRY SMART, 1SCS. 1. See, 2. Thro' from Zi - on's sa - cred mountain, Streams of liv - ing ira - ter flow ; God has o - pen'd ten thou -sand chan-nels flow - ing, Streams of iner - cy find their way: Life, and health, and •^-=^f — p — r- t=* ^ J5=E, 3=t there joy a fount-ain, That sup - plies the world be - low ; They are bless - ed, They are bless - c-d. be -stow -ing, Wak - ing beau - ty from de - eay: O ye na-tions 1 ye Da-tions! F^ £=£ e t^^f e HH£e^PJe :$=r- Who Hail ^ =»=p: its sov - reign Tir • the long - ex - pect >* &1111 tues know. ed dav. m Gladden'd by the flowing treasure, All-enriching as it goes, Lo ! the desert smiles with pleasure, Buds and blossoms as the rose ; Lo ! the desert Sings for joy where'er it flows. Amen. WHO IS THIS WITH GARMENTS DYED? 127 EDWAUD ARTHlll DAYMAN, 1860. 11EXKY SMART. ^ 'his that comes from E - doru, Trav'ling thus froi ■*■■%■■*-■*■ -P- m -*" -*■ d 1. "Who is this, with garments dyed, This that comes from E - dom, Trav'ling thus from Boz- rah's side, i - ^ n j ■»-•»■■&- £5E gm & ^=fc^mi m JEB 4=t m i =t=a m ? la the might of free - dom?" "I, the Conq'ror o'er the grave, I, the might - y Oue to save! —I * # 1 r- '- - ■*•#-♦ — i 1 m w 1 — e» »-^= ! ix »- ^^ e -=*\ -■ 2 " Why is Thine apparel red, Stains of blood bespeaking ? Why Thy robe as theirs that tread In the wine-press, reeking With the juice of grape, say, why Such strange garb of victory ! " 3 " I have trodden, all alone, This world's wine-press ample, And I wondered of mine owu None the foe could trample ! Rescue then my Vengeance brought. Mine owu Arm salvation wrought! " =1= ■1 Yes, I know Thee now ! — the Word, Writ in sacred story ; Angel of the Presence, Lord, Christ, the King of Glory — Know Thy deeds in days of old ; Kindness — pity — love untold 1 5 Lord ! though erring from Thy grace, Though our heart be hardened, Grant Thine exiled sons a place Iii Thy City, pardoned! There to meet — life's warfare done — Thy true Godhead, Three in One. 128 C. WESLET, 1740. JESUS! LOVER OF MY SOUL. Ect. J. B. DTKES. £}2-!3£3# — ;jz=5 — =z, J & i — „ — -, — ^—r, — •— g — *--0--0 — »-t— — M> — * — |F=e BE 1. Je- 6us! Lov- cr of my soul, 151 Let me to Thy bo - som fly, While the ira - ters near- er roll, d. s. Safe in - to the ha-ven guide; :p=£ 1 — T ii 1 # # lf- L 0- : —S € — O Lt — * * f i r i -*■ §W=± m 9i2 I While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, my Saviour 1 hide, receive my soul at lastl " 1 r" TV rw-* 1 T — i! » 1 *E£ Till the storm of life is ^ =*=± Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; Leave, ah 1 leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. Thou, O Christ 1 art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound. Make and keep me pure within; Thou of Life the Fountain art : Freely let me take of Thee : Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. ft SHOUT THE GLAD TIDINGS. 129 TV. A. MBHLE5BERG, 1S23. SAMUEL SEBASTIAN WESLET, 1864. =— 4-J L^_- -I— i 1- W -* — »}—«!- S= -*— *- 1. Zi - 2. Tell 3. Mor- 914: on, the mar- vel- ous sto - ry be tell - ing, The Son of the High-est, how low - ly His birth ; how He com-eth ; from na - tion to na - tioD, The heart-cheering news let the earth ech - o round ; tals, your homage be grate- fill- ly bringiug, And sweet let the gladsome ho - san - na a - rise ; 1 — r ^ w- I I -e- s^ m j3^:r ^^^^^i^M s S mm -■1 -*4e- V -J- - -*- The brightest arehan - gel in glo - ry ex- cell - ing, He stoops to re-deem thee, He reigns up-on earth. How free to the faith- fill He of - fers sal- va- tion, How His people with joy ev- er - lasting are erown'd. Ye an- gels, the full hal- le - lu - jah be sing- ing ; One cho - rus re-sound thro' the earth and the skies. -*- * -(Si. I 1 Li-*- f \ w \j i\ Shout the glad tid-ings, ex - ult - ing- ly sing, 0> _ I ^EE rr fe£ ea - lem tri- umphs, Mes-si - ah is King 1 m . m ">*■ Sffi^ Jt it imtal to begin with th4 Cbonu. 130 GOD'S LOVE TO ME H — r Hymn and .Music liy WM. F. SIIERWIN. 1872. =^=£ v : «-?- ps • j • 1. Grander than o - cean's sto - ry Or songs of for - est trees — 2. Dear- or than a - ny lov - ings The tru - est friends be - stow — :j. Rich- or than all earth's treas-ure The wealth my soul re - ceives ; Pur - er than breath of Stronger than all the Bright-er than roy - ul % -e—r-e- m -y—v f&=± -s-E 3=1 *=£- morn - ing Or eve-ning's gen - tie breeze yearn- ings A moth-er's heart can know- jew - els The crown that Je - bus gives ; \^=^=^ te P Clear- er than mount-ain eeh - oes Ring out from Deep-er than earth's foun- da - tions, And far a- Wondroua the con - do - seen - sion, And grace be- t)V peaks a - bove — Rolls on the glo . rious an - them Of God's e - ter - nnl love ! bovc all thought — Broad- er than heaven's high arch - es, The love that Christ has brought • yond de - gree ! I would be cv - er sing - ing The love of Christ to me ! It ^ ■£] m'\ C» km ♦ ■*- ^d a izrzLtr! ~V — p- -i* =F fek ~r HEAD OF THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT. From BEETHOVEN'S celebrated Septnor. 131 ^a=E^-=g3Ejb=Ej_ g_^ 1. Head of the Church tri- lira - phant, Wo joy- ful - ]y a - dore Thee;Tdl Thou ap-pear Thy 2. While ia af - flic- tion's fur - nace, And pass-ing thro' the fire, Thy love we praise In 3. Thou dost con-duet Thy peo - pie Thro' tor-vents of temp - ta - tion ; Nor will we fear, While 4. By faith we see the glo - ry To which Thou 6balt re - store us ; The world dc- spise For mem-bcrs here Shall sing like those in grate- ful lays, Which cv - er brings us Thou art near, The fire of trib - vi - that high prize Which Thou hast set be - I h I, llj \j glo - ry : We lift our hearts and voi nigh - ev : We flap our hands ex - ult la - tion: The world, with 6in and Sa foro us ; And if Thou count us wor r* i m^. tan, thy, With blest au- la Thine al- In vain our We each, as ±=F & ■ mm^ mm. 3= I. tion, And cry aloud, And give to God The praise of our sal vor ; Thy love divine That made us Thine Shall keep us Thine for es ; By Thee we shall Break thro' them all Ere death our eon-fliet phen, Shall see Thee stand at God's right hand, To take us up * a — |— * ra 1 * ' — r» — : * — i— •H»-t* » * a v(>~ — * — » — rr 132 HARK! HARK, MY SOUL I Key. FRKIiKUIOK W. FADER, 1815—1863. Rev. J. D. DIKES. 1. Hark! bark, my soull An - gel - ic songs are swell - ing O'er earth's green fields, and ocean's wave-beat 2. On - ward we go, for still we hear them sin- -ing, "Come, wea-ry souls, for Je - sus bids you 3. Far, far a - way, like bells at evening pei . ing, The voice of Je - sus sounds o'er land and dfcfe s =t= i 4^ i ^ ** shore come sea, How sweet the truth those blessed strains are tell - ing And thro' the dark its ech- oes sweetly ring - ing, And la - den souls by thousands meek-ly steal - ing, Of that new life when sin shall The mu - sic of the Gos - pel Kind Shepherd, turn their wea- ry I be no more. An - gels of Je - sus, An - gels of light, Sing - ing to wel - come the leads us home. An - gels of Je - sus, y y- --^ — 1 — i — 1 — 1 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past ; Faith's journey ends in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Angels of Jesus, &e. 1— f- Angels, sing on I your faithful watches keeping ; Sing us sweet fragments of the 6ongs above Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. Angels of Jesus, — -» — — — 0-' a— &-*— a— *— 0— a- L »— • — o — L - » — • — • — 1 • * •••-*- is- m mmm #— m — . £E£ breaks, Wher- e'er we be. Throughout the bu - sy day Preserve us, Lord, from sin, And sea And be Thou nigh. When bright the lightnings flash, Keep us from wild a- larm; Let fL^f-fi-fL when Heav'n's morn - ing breaks, none who trust in Thee fefefc=fe m Thou who the night of sleep, And night of death hast known, Console us, when we weep Our dead alone : Guard us in 6leep, in death. And grant at last that we May wake in endless light Thy face to see. 140 JEMIMA LUKE, 1S41. fc I THINK WHEN I READ. From J. II. CORNELL'S Cong. Tune-Cook, bj permission. *^£=$±%=t^p H K ^ f i . think when I read that sweet sto - rr of old, When Je- bus was here a- mong men, *##=£ ^^^ fe±Esi -*--.- — *— 8* -•-?•- "T~~ * PS^ wm How lie call'd lit - tie ckil-dren as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with tbem then. 2 : JS *< — ^-M^ V ' | - — | 1 — L ? Eb» — 1»- jEEEk -L -4-j w — L i »— H I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, That His arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, " Let the little ones come unto Me." Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love ; And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and hear Him above — In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare For all who are washed and forgiven ; And many dear children shall be with Him there, For of such is the kingdom of heaven. But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home ; I wish they could know there is room for them all. And that Jesus has bid them to come. THERE IS A LAND IMMORTAL. 141 BARRY CORNWALL. From "Cantica Sacra," by permission. ■H-Ar—A- j~ j i j i tej^jjund-^ 1. There is a Land im - mur 2. Tho' dark and drear the pas 3. Their sighs are lost iu sing tal, The beau- ti - ful of lands ; Be - side its an- eient 6age That lead-eth to the gate, Yet grace comes with the ing, They're bless-ed in their tears ; Their jour-ney heav'mvaid por - tal A si - lent sen - try stands ; He on - ly can un mes - sage To souls that watch and wait ; And at the time ap wing - ing, They leave on earth their fears : Death like au an - gel do it, point - ed And A eth ; " We wel - come fes 1 S *£*=£ m ^t- *iip m IliS wmm z m se wide the door ; And mor-tals who pass through it Are mor-tals ger comes down, And leads the Lord's a - noint - ed From cross to thee," they cry ; Their face with glo - ry beam - eth — 'Tis life for nev - er - more, glo - ry's crown, them to die! A - men. A -*- JO. 3JE 142 O MOTHER DEAR, JERUSALEM. FRAXC1S BAKER, 1616. Also attributed to QUAKLES. From "Cantica Sacra." by special Jttmmsion. 1. O mother dear, Je • ru - Ba-lem, When shall I come to thee? Wben shall my sor-rows y^Ugg r~7 have an end ? Thy joys when shall I -»— —Yta — t— •— (—• n 1 r r i/ '. i .i i, O hap . py bar - bor of God's saints ! O sweet and pleas -ant soil! In thee no sor-row can be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 2 No dimming cloud o'ershadows thee, Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; But every soul shines as the sun, For God Himself gives light. Thy walls are made of precious stone, Thy bulwarks diamond-square, Thv gates are all of orient-pearl — God! if I wero there! 3 Right through thy streets with pleasing souud The flood of life doth flow, And on the banks, on either Bide, The trees of life do grow. Those trees each montli yield ripening fruit. For evermore they spring, And all the nations of the earth To thee their honors bring. {For kth verse see opposite page.] O MOTHER DEAR, JERUSALEM. 143 % Written for tlii- Work. lem, When shall I come to thee? When shall mysor-rows ,=fei E3 gi ^p^^^^^^s end? Thy joys when shall see f O hap - py har - bor of God's saints ! 4 There the blest souls that hardly 'scaped The snare of death and hell, Triumph in joy eternally, Whereof no tongue can tell. mother dear, Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee t When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see ! 144 THERE'S A BRIGHT LAND. Mrs. CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER, 1848. Chiefly by Eev. J. B. DTKES, 18G8. L-l L :I H : - dri~* — * I =Ph;-fe — :' ^— — «H-J — * -I-^h^vF -i=sz V T v-M 2 *- 1. Ev - 'ry mora the ro - sy sun Ris - es warm and bright ; ■*-• 0- *L *L + £. &. fL l-i-J. f I i — rb — ■ — I 1— !s 1 » »— r*^- But the eve-ning com-eth on And the fet* te=^r= y dark, cold night : There's a bright land far ! i IV* -0 — j — »- r«g a - way Where is nev - er end - ing day. ,H«- -(2- J J ^N^ i 2 Ev'ry spring the sweet young flowers Open fresh and gay ; Till the chilly autumn hours Wither them away: There's a land we have not seen, Where the trees are always green 1 3 Little birds sing songs of praise All the summer long ; But in colder, shorter days They forget their song ; There's a place where angels sing Ceaseless prakes to their King. 4 Christ our Lord is ever near Those who follow Ilim ! But we cannot see Him here, For our eyes are dim : There's a blissful happy place Where men always see His face. 5 Who shall go to that bright land? All who do the right : Holy children there shall stand In their robes of white. For that Heaven so bright and blest, Is our everlasting rest. BRIEF LIFE OUR PORTION. 145 BERNARD OF JIORLAH, 1140, transl. by Rev. JOHN MASON NEALE, 1858. By special permission fr.ni Cantica Sacra. il^lgpSllp^pill^iiP 1. Brief life is here our por - tion; Brief Borrow, short-lived care: The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there. O hap-py re - tri - hu - tion t Short toil, e - ter-nal rest ; J I g^^S^^^ a*»jS= :&r m- -*. -m- -*■ ■*- For mortals and for sin - ners A mansion with the ule6t. -r^rp mm^^^^^^^E^^^m^ we fight the bat - tie, But then shall wear the < vn Of full and ev - er - last - ing And passionless re-nown. 2 And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Sion in her anguish With Babylon must cope ; But He Whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own. The morning shall awaken, The shadows shall decay, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day. 3 There God, our King and Portion, In fulness of His grace, Shall we behold for ever. And worship face to face. O sweet and blessed country, The Home of God'B elect I O sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect 1 Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest ; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. [This hymn is the first part of the celebrated poem of three thousand lines, entitled ; " De Contomptu Mundi," the dedgn being to persuade men- to the contempt of the world.— On pages WJ and Ikl arc to be found the second and third parts of it.] 146 FOR THEE, O DEAR, DEAR COUNTRY. BERNARD, of Morlaix, 1140. Translated by Rev. JOHN MASON NKALE, 1858. 1'roai " Cantica Sacra," 1)» sp. permission. 1. For thee, dear, dear Com - try, Mice eyes their vig - ils keep ; For re - ry love, be - hold - ing 2. one, O on - ]y Man-siou! O Par - a - dise of Joy! Where tears are ev- er ban - ished, 3. With jas- per glow thy bul - warks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze ; The sar-dius and the to - paz mm iill Thy hap- py name, they weep. The men-tion of thy glo - rj And smiles have no al - loy ; The Lamb is all thy splen - do U - nite in thee their rays ; Thine age- less walls are bond - ed Is unc-tion to the breast, The Cru- ci - fied thy praise With am- e - thyst un - priced Anl Hs Tie * § p= 3 m ^ m gy^^^j^ppfi gtf mcd- i - cine in sick - ness. And love, and life, and rest. laud and ben - e - die - tion Thy ransomed peo- pie raise, saints build up its fab - lie, And the corner-stone is Christ. -£— -. r * , Pll m . -fr. r* *- *-f- *F es I^ISS Thou hast no shore, fair ocean I Thou hast no time, bright daj Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away ! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower ; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower. \JThis is the second part of the celebrated Poem, " De contemptu mandi."] JERUSALEM, THE GOLDEN ! 147 BERNARD, of Mortals, 1U0. Translated by Rev. .T0H>" MASOX NEALE, D.D., 1858. ALEX. KW15G. 4—4 1. Je - ru - sa - lem, the gold - en! With milk and hon- ey blest ; 2. They staud, those halls of Zi - on, All ju - bi - lant with soul', 8. And they who with their Lead- er Have conquered in the fight, m fcp w~w — r-* w—a* 1 1— r*~ r~ Be - neath thy con-tem - pla - tion And bright with many an an - gel For - ev - er and for - er - er, : F=F ±: m mm i ■i.-^ i =*=T=t je: I Sink heart and voice op - prest. I know not, oh, I know not "What ho - ly joys arc there, And all the mar-tyr throug. There is the throne of Da - vid, And there, from toil re - leased, Are clad in robes of white. O land that seest no for- row I O state that fear'st no strife! _ , 1 J =». ••■■£■#■ m T®— — -1 — #— r-r* » 2 — 2»— r-r 5 SP — T— P — H j I r 1 r ' ±= Ife ^^WH^ppiP° F What ra- dian- cy of glo - ry. What bliss be- yond compare. The shout of them that tri - umph, The song of them that feast. O roy - al land of flow- ers ! realm and home of life ! :&==j=cd =JL-i._ g -i * --fa rf: sweet and blessed country 1 The home of God*s elect ! O sweet and blessed country That eager heart3 expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, E ~g~ff Who art, with God the Father And Spirit, ever blest. Amea {This U the third and last part qf the Poem, " Do contemptu mundl."J 148 O PARADISE. Ecv. FRED. W. FADElt, D.D., 1862. J. DAIiNEY, 1 sec. ^^ 3EB n t^Ei ~^r^* ?S 1. Par - a - disc, i r O Par - a - disc, Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the is ^fe=Ffc Where loy - al hearts and true iXJSf^—d p -^: hap 5c py laud Where they that lov'd ere r j t .£ — * — £— &• — 9 P W — I — m m m *« blest ? Where loy al hearts and true Stind :: f f i # =T -» u ^ #— + i=i=tc:d= J L mm & ev - er in the light, All rap-ture thro' and thro', In God's most ho - ly brl** n. * * #— r-T J = »— .-*— 4- _4 - men; O Paradise, Paradise, The world is growing old ; Who would not be at rest and free Where love is never cold I Where loyal hearts, etc. 8 Paradise, Paradise, 'Tis weary waiting here; I long to be where Jesus is, To feel, to see Him near ; Where loyal hearts, etc. i Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, O keep me in Thy love, And guide me to that happy land Of perfect rest above : Where loyal hearts, etc. O HEAVENLY JERUSALEM. ISAAC WILLIAMS, 1S39. From the Latin, 17th or ISth century. 149 FREDERICK WESTLAKE. 1. O near - en - ly Je - 2. There God the Lord for ru - sa - lem, E - ter - nal are thy halls, And bless - ed are the ev - er reigns, Him- self of all the crown, The Lamb, the Light that f- f- *■ *■ -0- -0- -0- a -0- „ . *■ 1 ' .j » — |* 1 1 — x 1 * * -*-|» ' I - — | r == H ' r i 1 1 I s i | | r* J i 1 I s : lit* i • J" J 1 i - [ J «kfth — 1 — 4=3— -J-i — « — -, — — « .—J -H - 1 — cho - sen ones shin - eth clear, That And dwell with-in thy nev- er go - eth . P.' fr! walls ; down; H 2 — '- Thou Naught pi. art to — 4 • — the gold- en this seat can —8 "% — i — -*-* * 0—\ home of peace, Where e'er ap-proach, To *^:-# — t — T — i — 1 -f — r* — r - ** _ ._ a -p-» — *■ — F — ^ — f ' f r 1 — w i r u i 1 1 m ±=± gEE fc =^«=H ^=i^=^EE|SEEE saints for - ev - er 6ing, break the saint's sweet rest , a^ •p- ■ .-» -0- ■•- ■$- -0- The They seat praise of God's own her - it - age, The pal - ace of the King, their God for - ev - er more, Nor day nor night they rest. m 150 THE HEAVENLY FOLD. JOHN EAST, 1836. -?■*.- wm 3 WM. r. siierwin, isn. •ra lipi 133 ^g§ 1. There is a fold "whence none can stray, And pas - tures ev - er green, Where sul - try sun, or 2. Soon at his feet my soul will lie, In life's last struggling breath ; But I shall on - ly mm :~ iPt H storm - y day, Or night is nev - er seen. Far up the ev • er - last - ing hills In seem to die, I shall not taste of death 1 Far from this guilt - y world to be Ex ■ * ♦ ♦ £ m f=F=F . ■#- ,-, . ■£■#■-*-■*• ■»■ -0- ■»■ ■£ IS V. God's own light it lies: His smile its vast di-men-sion fills With joy that nev- er dies empt from toil and strife, To spend e - ter - ni - ty with Thee — My Sa-viour! this is life. m^mmmm^^mm : t=f THE ROSEATE HUES OF EARLY DAWN. 1B1 Mrs. CECIL FRAXCES ALEXANDER. FREDERICK IIERVET. I 1. The ro-seate hues of ear - ly dawu, The bright-ness of 2. The high -est hopes we eber - ish here, How fast they tire 3. Here faith is ours, and heav'n-ly hope, And grace to lead the day, and faint, us higher ; The crim - son How many a But there are i:-t» £Jr--" £r m *=£ of the spot de - per - feet - •*• *. \ v • \ 1 i ' r sun - set sky, How fast they fade a - way files the robe That wraps an earth - ly saint ness and peace, Be-yond our best de - sire fu ■*• ■*■ ■#• ■?- •*■ ' ■!*■ -&- Oh, for the pearl - y gates of heav'n, Oh, for the Oh, for a heart that nev - er sins, Oh, for a Oh, by Thy love and an - guish, Lord, And by Thy gold - en floor! Oh, for the Sun 6oul wash'd white 1 Oh, for a voice life laid down, Grant that we fall i of Right - eous-ness That set - tcth nev - cr - more ! to praise our King, Nor wea - ry day nor eight not from Thy grace, Nor cast a - way our crown. 152 3i*4 HAPPY LAND. S. S. TVESLBT, ISM. -N-r- 1. There is a hap - py land, Far, far a - way, Where saints in glo - ry stand, 2. Come to that hap - py land, Come, come a -way; Why will ye doubt - ing stand? =£ m Bright, bright as day Why still de - lay "-&. Oh, how they sweet - ly sing, Wor - thy is our Sav - iour King, Oh, we shall hap - py be, When, from sin and sor - row free, '2?- I m E= 3= EE m s^ i=i Loud let His prais - es ring, Lord, we shall live with Thee, Praise, praise for aye ! Blest, blest for aye ! 1 E=T =^ 3 Bright, in that happy land, Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. Oh, then to glory run, Be a crown and Kingdom won ; And bright above the sun, We reign for aye. DEATHLESS Rct. AUGUSTUS MOXTAGUE TOPLADY, 1777. y f , j j . PRINCIPLE, ARISE I 153 E. G. MONK, 1S67. :zi ^ ^=^ 1. Death - les3 pvin - ei - pie, 2. Lo, He beck - ons from . ' SI. rise! high! Soar, Fear thou less tive His of the skies 1 Pres - ence fly ! 1 v m ^F — f-» — LJ £=f T=t -y- S tr^ sus bought, His Blood ; Peurl of price, by Je Thine the mer - it of To Thine His glo - rious like - ness wrought ! the right - eous - ness of God. m **. =P=P= 3 Angels, joyful to attend Hov'ring round thy pillow bend: Wait to catch the signal given, And escort thee quick to Heaven. 4 Is thy earthly house distrest. Willing to retain her guest ? 'Tis not thou, but she, must die : Fly, celestial tenant, fly 1 5 Burst thy shackles, drop thy clay, Sweetly breathe thyself away ; SingiDg, to thy crown remove, Swift of wing, and fired with love. 6 Saints, iu glory perfect made, Wait thy passage through the shade Swiftly to their wish be given : Kindle higher joy in Heaven 1 IS 4 HOLY, HOLY I Bishop REGINALD HEEEE, 1827. LORD GOD ALMIGHTY I Rct. J. B. DIKES. 4^- ^ 3=k :*=* 1=P 1. Ho-ly, Ho-ly, Ho - ly ! Lord God Al - might - y! 2. Ho - ly, Ho - ly. Ho - ly ! all the saints a - dorc Thee ^e3§ Ear - ly in the morn - ing our Ca6t- ing down their golden crowns a- -j^- Pyff^ -^F - 4 ■? &*££ ' J ^=^ ■F^F r- =f-=g — •-.--^ r =^ =E: "---«.— * song shall rise to Thee; Ho - ly, Ho - ly, Ho - ly ! Mer-ci-ful and Might -y! God in Three round the glas - sy sea ; Che - ru- bim and Ser - aphim fall - ing down be - fore Thee, Which wert, and I- m$%m £&#_ M ^mm j- ^j j j * ** Per - sous, bless- ed Trin - i - ty. art, and ev - er- more shalt be ■i&- A - men. 19- mmmmm^S: 3 Holy, Holy, Holy I though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art Holy, there is none beside Thee Perfect in pow'r, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name in earth, and sky, and sea ; Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! Amen. JESUS, HOLY, UNDEFILED 155 Eev. J. Ii. DTKES. & 5& f.: . Je - sua, Ho - ly, TTn - de - filed, List - en to a lit - tie child ; Thou hast scut the glo-rioua light, . Thou hast sent the sun to shine O'er this glorious 'world of Thine, Warmth to give, and pleasant glow F7MV3-- » #—- » — I » B> — -l-p-- ^ » — -\ -* F 1— » 1» 1 » \m Y~ 1 l^Pp^z^S Chas-ing far the On each ten- der flow'r be - low. si - lent night si i^iS Now the little birds arise, Chirping gaily iu the skies ; Thee their tiny voices praise, In the early songs they raise. Thou by whom the birds are fed. Give to me my daily bread ; And Thy Holy Spirit give, Without Whom I cannot live. 5. Make me, Lord, obedient, mild. As becomes a little child; All day long, in ev'ry way, Teach me what to do and say. Help me never to forget That in Thy great book is set All that children thiuk and say, For the awful Judgment Day. Let me never say a word That will make Thee angry, Lord ; Help me so to live in love, As Thine Angels do above. Make me, Lord, in work and play, Thioe more truly ev'ry day ; And when Thou at last shalt come, Take me to Thy heav'nly home. Amen. 156 EVENTIDE. HESai FRANCIS LITE, 1793—1847. Ait. by WM, II. MOXK. ffi 1. A- bide with me! Fast falls the e - Ten - tide ; The dark-ness deep - ens ; Lord, with me a -bide! 2. Not a brief glance I beg, a part-ing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy dis - ci - pies, Lord, & a — £ 5= ;:22 = -r—P-i, — E £ S When oth-er help - ers fail, and com-forts flee, Help of the help-less, O a -bide with me! Fa- mil-iar, con - de - seend-iug, pa-tient, free, Come, not to so-journ, but a -bide with me! A — i?.: r -m — r m^l r £ I Come not in terrors, ns the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea: Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me 1 4. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile ; And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee : On to the close, O Lord, abide with me 1 I need Thy presence ev'ry passing hour : What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? "Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with mel Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, and point me to the 6kies; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ; In life, in death, Lord, abide with me ! Amen. WE ARE BUT LITTLE CHILDREN "WEAK. 157 Mrs. CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER. C. E. WILUNU. i mi ±=£ -» * — r-W sus' sake, Who - t * . * *^=f & so high and good and great? A - men. 2 O, day by day, each Christian child Has much to do, -without, within ; A death to die for Jesus' Bake, A weary war to wage with sin. 3 When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues And tears of passion in our eyes ; 4 Then we may stay the angry blow, Then wo may check the bastr word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. 5 With smiles of peace, and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good humor brighten there, And do all still for Jesus' sake. 6 There's not a child so small and weak But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise That he mav do for Jesus' sake. Amen. 158 THE BRIDEGROOM COMES! , Eev. HORATH'S BOMAB, D.D. ai 3!=*: 3= :*; .TI:AK BAPT1ST8 CALKIN ± IS^T S s ^-iK-r *s- -*— * -~K 1. The Bridegroom comes ! Bride of the Lamb, awake I The midnight cry is beard ; Thy sleep for- sake. 2. Shake off earth's dust, ADd wash thy weary feet ; A-rise, make haste, go forth, The Bridegroom greet ■A ** \ h { -& r-»— r* » * S^M =fcr^ m o- m &- Lift up thy bead, The marriage day has come. Put on thy bridal robe, The feast is spread. Sing the new song! Thy triumph has begun; Thy tears are wiped away, Thy night is done 1 A-men. -xy. «. p tflfi^ =t=E p^trrm& mmm WITH GLADSOME FEET AVE PRESS. Kct. W3I. COEBET SINGLETON, 1807. C. A. McFABEEN, 1867. With gladsome feet we press To Si - on's ho - ly mount, n i i 1. With glad some feet we press To Si ■a. -gl on's lio - ly mount, Where gushes from its ^m WITH GLADSOME FEET WE PRESS.— Concluded. 159 Oil, hap - py, bap - py bill, The 3 deep re - cess The Hi m cool - ing iN ad fount : Oh ! hap - n^ py, hap - py bill, I joy of ev - ery saint 1 g^E ev - 'ry saiat! With sweet Silo - nm's erys-tal rill, That cheers the faint. EEEpE * £ * _■£„ il Great City, blest of God! Jerusalem the free ! With ceaseless step the path be trod, That leads to Thee ! The martyr's bleeding feet, The saints with woundless breast, Alike have sought Thy golden seat To win their rest. 3. There, calming all alarms, Thy Cross of Love is traced, Outstretching salutary arms, To bless the waste ; The 6inner there can plead In ever listening ears ; On hope and Thee can sweetly feed, And dry hii tears. So this our festal day Celestial joy shall raise, While lips and hearts, conjoined, essay To hymn Thy praise ! The very stones shall ring, Resound each holy wall. With Thee/Thyself the Rock, the Spring, Our Heaven, our All ! 160 EDWAED DEXXT, 1S39. CHRIST, OUR PATTERN. ATM. MAS01S', 3Ius. Tioc, 1S72. For this Work. 1. What grace, U Lord, and beau - ty shone A - round Thy steps be - low; 2. For, ev - er on Thy bur - den'd heart A weight of sor - row hung What pa - tient Yet uo un - wm r • r r ie- WPfe -T i r* I f ]£ ^i=* tr-s^ ■r :f= \.ove wa3 seen in all Thy life and death of woo, gen - tie, murm'riug word Es - cap'd Thy si • lent tongue, 55 I :. J* i H' 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove ; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. 4 Oh, give us hearts to love like Thee ! Like Thee, Lord, to grieve- Far more for others' sins than all The wrongs that we receive. COME, YE THAT LOVE THE SAVIOUR'S NAME. ASSE STEELE, 171C — 1778. WJL MASON, Mas. Doc, 1872. For this Work. wmm^^m ^^s^^ mm 1. Come, ye that love the Sav-iour's name, And joy to make it known; The Sov- 'reign 2. Be - hold your King, your Sav-iour, crowned With glo - riea all di - vine ; And tell the lUpl^i^l^E^^iFp^ mm t= t^rrp COME, YE THAT LOVE. Concluded. 161 of your hearts pro -claim, And bow be- fore His throne, wouil'riug Da - tions round, How bright those glo ries shine. Sfe #-•-*- When in His earthly courts we view The beauties of our King, "We long to love as angels do, And with their voice to sing.' 4 0. for the day, the glorious day I When heaven and earth shall raise With all their powers, the raptur'd lay, To celebrate Thy praise. CHILDREN OF THE HEAVENLY KING. JOHN CE.NKICK, 174S. GEO. J. \TEBI1, 1S72. for this Wort — •— * — - 1 -* * — ->■•• + * >-0-^ — -«- L praise, Glo-rious in his works and ways we Soon their hap - pi - ness shall see. 5^ 3 i fm 3 Shout, ye little flock, and West! Ye on Jesus' throne shall rest ; There your seat is now prepar'd ; There your kingdom and r«ward. 4 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below; Only Thou our Leader he. And we still will follow Thee. 162 CLINGING TO JESUS! CIUULOTTK ELLIOTT. 1834. WILLIAM MASON, Mm. Doc, 1ST: 1. O Ho - ly Sav - iour, Friend un - seen I The faint, the weak on Thee may lean: 2. Blest with com - mu - niou so di - vine, Take what Thou wilt, shall I re pine, 3. Far from ber home, fa - tigued, op - prest, Here she has found a place of reef. ; JLj-U_-fe ^.^fe -t -J- PTOffli gS^Ejif i M.i ft* ifj m Help mc, throughout life's Ta - rying scene, By faith to cling to Thee.. When, as the branch-es to the vine, My soul may cliug to Thee J. An ex - ile still, yet not un - blest, While she can cling to Thee!. What though the world deceitful prove, And earthly friends and joys remove ? With patient, uncomplaining love Still would I cling to Thee 1 Oft when I seem to tread alone Some barren waste with thorns o'er- grown, A voice of love, in gentlest tone, Whispers, " Still cling to me 1 " Though faith and hope awhile be tried, I ask not, need not aught beside ■. How safe, how oalm, how satisfied. The souls that cling to Thee. JESUS, TEACH ME. 163 From "Cantica Sacra," by special permission — re-arranged for this Work. z± — *- s S^F 3 -* — i — i ^ 1. Je • sus, teach me how to pray, Suf - fcr not my thoughts to stray, Send dis - trae - tions 2. When I work or when I play, Be Thou with me through the day; Teach me what 1.> „ | I is _j m - £ £ . . . l£ £ £ £ £ 3EPE H ->_~ . ifeN far a - way, do and say, Son of God 1 Let me not be rude or wild, Make me hum- He, Sou of God 1 Make me love my Sav - iour blest, Safe beneath His £ £ £ * £ -£. £ £ £ - *— r ±=t ^m j pjppp E z_ ;* meek and mild, Pure as an - gels un - dc - filed, O Son of God. care to rest As a bird with - in iis nest, O Son of God. pppf 3C iM ate A - men. 164 PRAISE YE THE LORD! LOWELL MASOK,' Has. Doc. For this Work. 1. Praise ye the Lord! Ex- alt His glo- rious might, And speak His lio - ly Name; The 2. Loud sing His praise ! In bounteous love He looks On hill and smil - iug Tale ; Till c mm^^^^mmmm^m moon and stars, with gleaming light, His loft - y pow'r pro - claim, His loft- y pow'r pro - claim, vine and grass by tow - ing brooks, Tho sun - lit sea - sons hail, The sun - lit sea - sons hail. ^ . ^ v £ + + & ± e- —r~W 1- 1 * r-*3 . r-W ■ ^ . -,— I 1 1 H 1 r Eg — p-rf — r— • — g=Eff=faJ —t—r — r3Ep2Jfr=t?=t=t£=t~ =fc> £ m m -v- Loud sing His praise ! Beneath His gracious hand, On fields of gen'rous soil, The plenteous sheaves of golden harvest stand. The treasures of our toil. Praise ye the Lord I Wide may our spirits cast Their precious seed of love, To give our souls, when summer days are past, A narvest-homc above ! 1 Db. Lowell Mason died at Orange, if. J., August 11, 1S71. GERMAN CHORALS. LORD JESUS CHRIST, MY LIFE, MY LIGHT "HERR JESUS CHRIST, MEIN LEBENSLICHT," [Note B.] See p. m. s m r^ !. Lird Je - sus Christ, my Life, my Light, My strength by day, my 2. Oh, let Thy sufferings give me power To meet tb« last and trust by night, dark - est hour Oa earth I'm but n p: Thv cross the Btaff where - ou '>,:' 4J. guest, lean, \nd Eorc - ly with my sins oppress'd. My coueh the grave where Thou hast beeu. J-^# m 35E 3 Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, I take my homeward way in trust; The gates of Heaven, Lord, open wide, When here I may no more abide. 4 And when the last Great Day is come, And Thou, our Judge, 6halt speak the doom, Let me with joy behold the light, And set me tnea upon Thy right. 5 Renew this wasted flesh of mine, That like the sun it there may shine Among the angels pure and bright, Yea, like Toy self in glorious light. 6 Ah, then I have my heart's desire, "When singing with the angels' choir, Among the ransomed of Thy grace, Forever I behold Thy face 1 Amen. 166 OUR GOD STANDS FIRM, A ROCK AND TOWER. "EIN' FESTE BtTRG 1ST UNSER GOTT." [Note A.] See p. r* 1. Our God stands firm, a rock and tow'r, A shield when danger press - es ; 2. Oar strength is 'weakness in the fight; Our cour-age soon de - fee - tion; 3. Theu Lord, a - rise ! lift up Thine arm ! With mighty sue - cor stay us ! A read- y help i:i But comes a "War- rior, Oh I turn a - side the or- 'ry hour "When doubt or pain dis- tress clad iu might, A Prince of God's e - lee - dead- ly harm, When Sa- tan would be - tray For our ma - lig-nant foe Unswerving aims his Who is this wondrous Chief, That brings this glad re- That, rescued by Thy hand, In triumph we may blow; His fear- ful arms tho while, Dark pow'r and dark- er guile; His hid- den craft is match - less. lief? The field of bat - tie boasts Christ Je - sus, Lord of Hosts, Still conq'ring and to con - querl stand, And round Thy foot-stool crowd, In joy to sing a - loud High praise to our Re - deem - er. O MORNING STAR ! HOW FAIR AND BRIGHT. 167 WIE SCHOEN LEUCHTET CUNS) DER MORGENSTERN. [Note n.] Seep. m. **. m ^ r . i _ O Morniug Star ! how fair aud bright Thou beamest forth iu trust aud light! O Sov'reign meek and lowly. I Thou Root of Jesse, David's Son, My Lord aud Bridegroom, Thou hast won My heart to serve Thee solely ! f Thou Heav'nly Brightness ! Light Divine ! O deep within my heart dow shine, And make Thee there an altar! / Fill me with joy and strength to be Thy member, cv - er joined to Thee In love that can - not fal - ter ; ) Z- t. ■*■ ■»- Fsrrn . * if ^ a S"r* — £» '-iVr» ' r te 5E3 * — * — fl — «- -3 — * — m — *- -S — » ri 1 1' Ho - ly art Thou, fair and glorious. All vietorious, rich in bless - ing, Rule aud might o'er all pos-sess - ing. Tow'rd Thee lougiug doth possess me, Turn and bless me ; for Thy gladuess Eye and heart here pine in sad - ness. But if Thou look on me in love, There straightways falls from God above- A ray of purest pleasure ; Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood, Refresh my soul with heavenly food, Thou art my hidden treasure ; Let Thy grace. Lord, warm and cheer me, O draw near mc ; Thou hast taught us Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us 1 Here will I rest, and hold it fast. The Lord I love is First and Last, The End as the Beginning ! Here I can calmly die, for Thou Wilt raise me where- Thou dwellest now, Above all tears, all siuning : Amen ! Amen 1 Come, Lord Jesus, Soon release us ; with deep yearning, Lord, we look for Thy returning I 168 WAKE, AWAKE! FOR NIGHT IS FLYING. "WAOHET AUF! RUFT UNS DIE STIMME." [Note C.] [Wake, a- wake, for night is fly - ln&, The watchmen on the heights are cry - ing, | Midnight hears the wel-come voi • ce^, And at the thrill-ing cry re - joi - cea: [ Zi - on hears the watchmen ping - ing, And all her heart with joy ia spring -ing, I For her Lord couies down all-glo - rions, The strong in grace, in truth vie - to - rious, A - wake, Je - i*u - &a- Come forth, ye vir - gina, She wakes, she ris - ca Her Star ia ris'n, her wmm^m Y ^ , r lem, at last! \ night ia past 1 j from her gloom ; \ Light is come 1 f The Bridegroom comes, awake, Your lamp: Oh, come, Thou blesBcd Lord, O Je- ^^IPPiN^i^ ith gladness take b, Son of God: Hal - le - la - jali I And for His Ilal-lo - In - jahl We fol-low m^m^mw mar-riage feast pre - pare, For ye must go to meet Him there, till the halls we see Where Thou hast bid us sup with Thee. 3 Now lot all the heav'na adore Thee. And men and angels sintr before Thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone; Of one pearl each shining portal. Where we are with the choir immortnl Of angels round Thy dazzling throne : Nor eye hath seen, nor ear Oath yet attain'd to hear What is there ours, But we rejoice, and sing to Theo Our hymn of joy eternally. FROM HEAVEN ABOVE ( TO EARTH I COME. " VOM HIMMEL HOCH DA KOMM' ICH HER." [Note D] 169 * =J J= "* *-'-* J ''MM J d — rff g j ! 1 1 m » V-j • 1. Ye heav'ns, oh haste your dev to shed, Ye clouds, rain z5> P &e y. no. i a* m our lieaii 3=1 :t 2 O living Sun, with joy break forth, And pierce the gloomy clefts of earth ; Behold, th« mountains melt away Like wax beneath Thine ardent ray I 3 Life-dew of the Churches, come, And bid this arid desert bloom ! The sorrows of Thy people see, And take cur human flesh oa Thee •1 Refresh the parch'd and drooping mind. The broken limb in mercy bind ; Us sinners from our guilt release, And fill us with Thy heavenly peace. 5 O wonder! night no more is night 1 Comes then at Inst the long'd-for light! Ah yes, Thou shinest, O true Sun, In whom arc God and man made One. 170 gg O SACRED HEAp NOW WOUNDED " O HAUPT VOLL BLUT UND WUNDEN." [N t ote E.] -I 1 j^d: I -• -* — -± 1 5 *-^~k) «- . ( O sa-cred Head now wounded, With grief and shame wciijh'd down, (^ ' \ Now scorn-ful - ly sur - round - ed With thorns, Tbiue on - ly crown;) O sn-ered Head, what glo - rv £■ *J. r> 1111111 What bliss, till now, was Thine 1 Yet, tho' do - spised and go - ry, m- 1 *-&-, .- ■*■+■* I I joy to call Thee mine. F — i — ! ' f^i ~p ■■ \£ ± 1 2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffer'd Was all for sinners' gain : Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain : Li, here I fall, my Saviour! 'lis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. i Tho joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide: My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see ; Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 4 What language shall I borrow. To praise Thee, heav'nly Friend : For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without eud ? make me Thine forever, And should I fainting be. Lord, let me never, never Outlivo my love to Thee ! 6 And when I am departing, part nut Thou from me I When mortal paugs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me free ! And when my heart must languish Amidst the final throe, Release me from mine anguish. By Thine own pain and woe 1 Be near when I am dying, O show Thy cross to me 1 And for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free 1 These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move ; For he who dies believing. Dies safely, through Thy love. ft 1- >?-*=- TO GOD ON HIGH BE THANKS AND PRAISE. 171 " ALLEIN GOTT IN DER HOEH' SEY EHR." [Note F .] See p. ITS. ^S ~£r 1. To God on high ho thanks and praise For mer- cy ceas- ing uev ■ 2. The hon- ors paid Thy ho - ly Name, To hear Thou ev - er deign 3. O Je - sus Christ, our God aud Lord, Son of Thy heavenly Fa - er, "Whereby no foe a est I Then, God the Fa - ther, ther, O Thou who hast our hand can raise, Nor harm can reach us cv still the same, Un-shak-en ev - cr reign peace restor'd, And the lost sheep doth gath J or ! "With joy to Him our hearts as - cend, The Source of est 1 Unmeasured stands Thy glorious might ! Thy tho'ts, Thy cr, Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high From out our m peace, that knows no end, A peace that none can sev deeds out-strip the light! Our heav'n Thou, Lord, re-main depths we sin - ners cry, Have mer- cy on us, Je - erl estl sus 1 T" m i e 5 ^ F^ si O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift, Thou Comforter unfailing, O'er Satan's snares our souls uplift ; And let Thy power availing Avert our woes and calm our dread. For us the Saviour's blood was shed. Wo trust in Thee to savo us. 172 NOW THANK WE ALL OUR GOD. " NUN DANKET ALLE GOTT." [Note G .] See p. bless'd us on our way With eount-less prifts of love, Aud still is ours to - day. guide us 'when per - plexed ; And free us from all ills In this world and the next, earth and heaven a - dore, For thus it was, is now. And shall be ev - cr - more. NOTES ON GERMAN CHORALS. 173 A fe\T of the most celebrated German Chorals are inserted, with no apology for their appearance on the ground of novelty. They are the oldest melodic form of worship, beginning with the era of the Great Reformation, when many hymns were translated from the Latin into German, and adapted to Tunes— oft-times " Volks-Gesunge" (People's- Songs), many of which were originally in triple measuro. Martin Luther did much of this kind of work. The belief that ho is the author of " Old Hundred " is a mistake : it wji3 written by Franc, a Frenchman, who adapted it from a sec- ular song. Boston has introduced, at the School Children's Annual Festi- vals, several of these Chorals with great success ; and at a recent entertainment in the Brooklyn, N. Y., Academy of Music, by the Sunday School Union, the Choral " Our God stands firm, a Rock and Tower," was sung by a chorus of a thousand children with sublime effect Note A. Our God stands firm, a Rock and Tower. (Bin 1 feate Burg ist uuser Gott.)— This version of the Forty-sixth Psalm— known as Luther's— was arranged by Martin Luther (1483- 154M. about the year 152') at Coburg. Meyerbeer introduced this Choral in the Opera of " The Huguenots ; ,v Otto Nicolai also, in his Fes- tival Overture for orchestra and chorus ; and latterly Richard Wag- ner some of the lines in his Kaiser-Marsch. It was first printed by J. Klug,, Wittenberg, 1529, and appeared in the "Augsburger Gesangbueh," 1530. The. first and second verses of this transla- tion are by the Rev. Robert Corbet Singleton, M.A., the third verse added by the same author in 18S7. Note B. Lord Jems Christ, my Life, my Light (Hcrr Jeans Christ, mem Lebouslicht, o^o called, O Jesu Christ, meinesLebcns Licht), first appeared in 1610, in triple measure, and was published by Josoph Claudero in " Psalmodia Nova," Leipzig, 1030. The author of the melody is unknown. Mendelssohn introduces it in "St. Paul." This version is translated by Miss Catharine Wink- worth of Clifton, England, 1862. Note C. Wake, awake, for night is flying ( Wachet auf I raft nns die Stimme), composed by Philipp Nicolai (1536-1608), was first known in 1598, and was published in Philipp Nicolai's "Frcu- denspiegel des ewigen Lebens," Frankfort-am-Main, 1509. The present arrangement is nearly the tame as that used by Mendels- sohn in "St. Paul." Translated by Miss Winkworth, 1S62, in ''Lyra Germanica." Note X>. From Heaven above to earth I come. (Vom Himmel fcoch da komm' ich her.)— This was originally a Christmas Carol, Sad is with the melody attributed to Martin Luther, 1540. Von Winterfeld claims that this melody was adapted from a secular song entitled " From foreign lauds I have come here" (A us frem- den Landen komm' Ich her), and sprung up originally in the 15th century. The Carol fWeihnachtslied) consisted of fifteen verses of four lines each, and was first published at Magdeburg, in 1540, and afterwards at Wittenberg, 1543, by Joseph Klug. The present version is translated and adapted by Miss W inkworth. Note E. O Sacred Head, now wounded. (O Haupt voll Blut und Wunden, #?' Herzlich thut mich verlangen.)— This— originally a secular song, "My mind is confused" (Mein Geniuth ist mir ver- wirrt)— is attributed to Hans George Hassler (15W-1612), in his time one of the most prominent of musicians and organists, and was composed in 1601. As a sacred song it made its first appear- ance in "Harmonia Sacra," third edition, Goerlitz, 1613. Johann Sebastian Bach has beautifully harmonized and introduced it in his music, "The Passion of Christ." It was originally a Latin hymn, written by Saint Bernard of Clairvaux, 1100, afterwards translated and adapted as a German Choral by Paul Gerhardt, 1666, and con- taining nine verses. The present translation is from the pen of the lafe Rev, Dr. James W. Alexander of New York. Note F. To God on high be thanks and praise. (Allein Gott in der Hob' sei Ehr'.)— This, based upon a Chorale of the Latin Church and credited to N. Decius, who died of poison in 1530, has been arranged in at least forty different ways and like many other Chorals usually appears in triple measure. It was thus arranged by Hans Kugelmann, Augsburg, 1540, in his "Concentus Novi," &c, and simultaneously in " Geistlicho Lieder nnd Pgalmen," Magdeburg, 1540, M. Lotther, Printer. Mendelssohn has a superior arrangement of it in "St. Paul." The first and second versea were translated by Miss Wiukworth, and the third and fourth by Rev. Robert Corbet Singleton, M.A., First Warden of St. Peter's College, Radley, England, 1867. Note G. Now thank we att our God. (Nun danket AUe Gott) —This melody is attributed to Johanu Cruger (1598-1662), from the fact that it was first published in his " Geistlicho Kirch enmelo- dien," Berlin, 1649. Becker credits it to M. Rinckhardt, (nat. 1586.) This hymn and tune are fully as popular in Germany as the Old Hundred in America. Mendelssohn has a magnificent arrangement of it in his " Hymn of Praise" (Lobgesani:)— a Cantata for orches- tra and voices. This translation is by Miss Winkworth. Note H. Morning Star! how fair and bright (Wlo echCn leuchtet (uns) der Morgenstem.)— This dates from the 16th century, just previous to the year 1599. Von Winterfeld says it was origin- ally a well-known and very popular song; the ninth line bein^ very monotonous. The present arrangement is attributed to Phi- lipp Nicolai (1556-160S) ; it was first published in his "-Freuden- spiegel des ewigen Lebens," at Frankfurt-am-Main, 1099. Th* present translation is by Miss Winkworth. INDEX. TITLES in CAPITALS. First Lines in Small Letters. PAGE ABIDE with me 156 _ Adeste Fideles... 93 A few more years shall roll 134 All hail the power of Jesus 1 name 22 All my heart this night rejoices 92 Angels holy, high and lowly 7 Approach, my soul, the mercy-scat 18 Ascension Hymn 114 As pants the hart . 38 At Bethlehem, in wintry coll 99 Awake, my soul 61 BOUN T Today 82 Brief Life our Portion 146 Brightest and hest of the Sons 88 Brightly gleams ouu Banner 68 CALL to Praise 6 Cease, ye mourners, cease 135 Children of the Heavenly KiDg 161 Child's Burial 138 Christians, Awake % Christian Union 116 Christmas Carols 80—99 Christ our Pattern 160 Christ the Lord is risen again 108 Christ was born on Christmas Bay 84 ChriBt, whose Glory fills the skies 62 page Clinging to Jesus 162 Clear upon the night air sounding 98 Closing Hymn 73 Come, let us join our cheerful songs. ... 12 Come, my eoul, thy suit prepare 14 Come, see the Place. 107 Come, ye thankful people, come 115 Come, ye that love the Saviour's Name.. 160 Comfort in Sorrow 137 Crown Him with many crowns 24 AY by day the manna fell 33 Deat hless principle, ariee 153 From the First Dawn. .120 D EARTHLY friends will change 82 Easter Hymns 105—111 Ere I sleep, for ev'ry favor 05 Evening Sacrifice 60 Eventide 156 Ev'ry mom the rosy sun 144 FATHER 1 I know that all my life. . . . 46 Father, Thou art great and holy 14 For thee, O dear, dear Country 146 Forth from the dark and stormy sky 34 For Thy mercy and Thy grace 116 From Egypt lately come 43 Fbom Heaven above— Oer. Choral 169 p ATHER around the Christmas-Trce. . 91 VT German Chorals 166-raj! Gethsemane 100 Glory he to Jesus 29 God is Love 19 . God is my strong Salvation 6] God my Salvation 61 God of morcy, God of grace 133 God of mercy, throned on high: 13 God's Love to me 130 God, that madest earth and heaven 64 God the Father, from Thy throne 109 Golden Harps are sounding 114 Good Christian men, rejoice 81 Good King Wenceslas 80 Go to dark Goth6emanc 100 Grander than Ocean's story 130 Guide cs to Thee It' HAIL the Day— Canttca Sacra 100 Hail the Day- W. R. Monk 105 Hallelujah Happy Land 152 Hark! hark, my soul (9 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 27 I Hark I the herald angels sing 94 PAGE Hark I the song of Jubilee 7S Hark 1 the voice of love and mercy 104 Hast thou within a care so deep 125 Head of the Church triumphant 131 Hk.u: us, we beseech Thee 102 Holy God, we praise Thy name 82 Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty 154 Holy Jesus, Saviour bless'd 81 Holy night I peaceful night 89 How beauteous were the marks divine,. . 21 How sweetly flow'd the Gospel's 119 I LAY my sins on Jesus 25 I love Thee 49 Is Thy k.uu; assembling 71 It came upon the midnight clear 87 It is Finished 104 I think, when I read 140 JERUSALEM the Golden 147 Jesus, holy, nndcfiled 155 Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee 117 Jesus, Lover of my soul 128 Jesus, monk and gentle 19 Jescs' Name 22 Jeans, Saviour, Son of God 29 Jesus, teach me how to pray . .163 Jesus, the very thought of Thee 22 Jesus, Thou Joy 30 Just as I am 47 LEAD, kindly Light 40 Lead me, O Lord 46 Lead Thou me on 40 Let all the world in every corner sing 6 Let children come to Me 122 Let children hear the mighty deeds 124 Let our choir new anthems raise 55 Let us all in concert sing 5 INDEX. PAGE Lo ! He comes, in clouds descending 73 Lord God of my salvation 35 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day 17 Lord Jesus Christ, my Life— Ger. Choral. 165 Lord Jesus, God and man 95 Lord of my life, whose tender care G7 Lord, Thy Word abideth 120 Loye Divine 48 MAY Jesus Christ be frais'd 9 May the grace of Christ 74 My God I is any hour so sweet 15 My God, my Father, while I stray 44 TITEARER, my God, to Thee 87 _L\ Notes on German Chorals 173 Now thank we all— Ge?'?nan Choral 172 Now the day is over 65 COME, all ye faithful 93 O day of rest and gladness 112 Often at evening 68 Oft in danger, oft in woe 59 O Heavenly Jerusalem 149 O Iloly Saviour, Friend unseen 162 Oh, how I love Thy holy Law 121 O Love divine, how sweet thou art 48 O Morning Star— German Choral 167 O Most Merciful 73 O Mother dear, Jerusalem— Cant. Sacra . 142 O Mother dear. Jerusalem— #. P. Main.. 143 Once in royal David's city 28 One sweetly solemn thought 42 On our Wat to God 43 Onward, Christian 59 Onward, Christian Soldiers 56 O Paradise, O Paradise 148 O Sacred Head— German Choral 170 O Son of God 21 175 FADE O Thou, whose glory and whose grace. . . 122 Our blest Redeemer, 81 Our God stands firm— German Choral 106 PORTUGUESE Hymn 93 Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven. 3 Praise the Kino 3 Praise the Lord 4 Praise ye God the Lord 7 Praise ye the Lord 164 REJOICE, rejoice, believerB 54 Ride on in Majesty 109 Round the Lord in glory seated 13 SAVE, Lord, or we Perish 118 Saviour, again to Thy dear name 78 Saviour, blessed Saviour 86 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing.. ... 70 Saviour, sprinkle many nations 76 Saviour, who died forme 16 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding 128 See amid the winter's snow 86 See, from Zion's sacred mountain 126 Shepherd of Israel 124 Shout the glad tidlnos 129 Sicily 73 Sing Hallelujah forth in duteous praise... 10 Soldiers of Christ, arise 67 Sometimes a Light surprises 38 Songs of praise the angels sang 8 Songs of thankfulness and praise 28 Star of the East 88 Sun of my Soul 46 Sweet is Thy mercy, Lord 50 TE Deum LAETjAMtra. Paraphrase.... 8! Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stiird..l3S The Angels' Sone W 176 INDEX. PAGE The Atoning Blood 101 The Bridegroom comes 158 The Child Jesus 28 The Christmas-Tree 91 The Closing Year 110 The day is past and over 66 The Endless Hallelujah 10 The God of Love 50 The Heavenly Fold 150 The Hour op Prater 15 The Living Fountain 126 The Lord, who once our weakness 122 The Lowly Jesus 39 The Mercy-Seat 18 The Name of our Salvation 20 There is a Fold whence none can stray. . .150 There is a happy Land 152 There is a Land immortal 141 There's a brioht Land 144 The roseate hues of early dawn 151 Tns Shepherds of Bethlehem 99 The snow lay on the ground 97 The strife is o'er Ill page The sun is sinking fast 60 The Way, the Truth, the Life 31 Thine arm. O Lord 26 Through the day Thy love 63 Thou art gone to the grave 136 TnoU WHO WAST ONCE A CHILD 139 Thy Holy Law 121 Thy Kingdom come 77 Thy way. not mine, O Lord 17 Thy Word our Guide 122 Tht Will be done 44 'Tis a pleasant thing to see 116 To God on high be thanks— Oer. Chord. 171 To Thee I cry 35 To the Name of our Salvation 20 Trust 135 Turn not, O Lord, Tht guests 34 TTPWAED where the stars 41 WAKE, awake— German Choral 168 We are but little children weak. ..157 Welcome, happy morning 110 taox We loos to Thee 11 We march to Victory 6 What grace, O Lord lfi When all Thy mercies When first o'erwhelmed with sin 101 When Jesus left His Father's throne 1.13 When like a stranger on our sphere When morning gilds the skies When our heads are bowed with woe 1ST When shades of night. t.v When shall the voice of singing When through the torn sail the wild 118 While shepherds watched Who is this, with garments dyed 157 Why should the children of a King 44 With gladsome feet we press 158 With joy we hail 11* Worthy the Lamb 13 \7"E heavens, oh haste your 16ft r7ION, the marvellous story Hi PRICE LIST MOST POPULAR STANDARD MUSIC BOOKS, Published by BIGLOW & MAIN, Successors to WM. B. 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