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II. — Missionary Department 258 Monthly Meetings, Tributes to and Prayers for our Missionaries, Consecration Songs, Readings and Recitations for Young Ladies' Societies, Annual Meetings, Praise Meetings, Parlor Entertainments, Mothers' Meetings, Mission Bands, Comfort in Bereavement. Home Missions 397 Social Parlor Meetings and Dorcas Societies, Songs and Recitations for Mission Bands, Children's Day, Christmas and New Year's, Young Ladies' Societies. III. — Temperance Department 450 Weekly Gospel Temperance Meetings, Consecration Praise Meetings, Maternal Associa- tions, Annual Meetings, Home Protection, Crusade Songs, Sabbath Gospel Temperance Meet- ings, Reform Club Meetings, Invitation to Sign the Pledge, Signing the Pledge, Invitation to Accept Christ, Warning, Repentance, Accepting Christ, After Conversion, Jesus our Refuge and Defence, Parlor Meetings and Entertainments, Christmas, New Year's, The Ruin Rum hath Wrought, Hope for the Fallen, Encouragement for the Toiling Ones, Tributes to our Women, Crossing the River, Comfort for the Bereaved, Band of Hope, Cold Water Army Songs and Recitations, The Fruit of the Vine. IV. — Miscellaneous Department 671 Motherhood, The Nursery, Lullabys and Mother Songs, Nursery Rhymes, The Children's Prayers, Christmas, Bereavement, Tributes to Parents, Songs and Readings for the Fireside, Thoughts for Life's Evening Hours, Our Dead. Patriotic Poems — The Puritans, The Pilgrims, Poems of the Civil War, Other Lands, Our Martyred Dead, Lincoln, Garfield; Poems of Peace, Memorial Day, Longing for Home, Grant, etc., etc. iii PREFACE In bringing this volume before the public, the only apology offered is that there has long been a demand for it. Not only have the Christian sisterhood, for a considerable length of time, been sending out appeals for some one to under- take the work of collecting and publishing the sacred songs of woman ; but numerous members of the devout brother- hood, recognizing and appreciating her labor in this line, for the praise and glory of the Master, have united in the demand. Accordingly, three years ago, the task was undertaken, and it must be confessed, with but a faint realization of the vast amount of research necessary to glean from a field the broad extent of which was little imagined. Woman in Sacked Song is designed to be chiefly a reference book for the home and library, embracing about 2,500 hymns, dating from the year 1546 to the present time, and including the sacred verse of upwards of 820 authors. With such a wide range, this compilation will necessarily be something akin to a garland of flowers gathered from mountain, valley, prairie, roadside and conservatory. Some of the choicest blossoms may be overlooked. Thus among so many hymn-writers from the ranks of pious womankind, some of the most worthy may be inadvertently omitted, and perchance some pilgrim in search of a favorite hymn or song, may fail to find it in this collection. Another reason may be that a great number of hymns written by woman, have been published anonymously, or with the ini- tials only, or without the prefix designating sex. Many gems of religious poetry have been purposely omitted, because positive information in regard to authorship could not be obtained, though there was every reason to believe that they belonged to woman. Among such a multitude of authors, it will be quite remarkable if there are no errors in dates and names. The utmost care, together with an extensive inquiry, during the past three years, unite to render the work as nearly free from misstatement as possible. Should omissions or discrepancies be observed, it will be regarded a favor if notice is sent to the editor, together with information as to the omitted data, such as date of birth or death, or any item or inci- dent of interest in connection with the author or writing of certain hymns or poems. This request is extended to all music publishers, composers and owners of copyright pieces. If anything has been included in this volume for which due credit has not been accorded to all concerned, it has been because of ignorance as to the rightful ownership, as for instance when the name of the book from which a song or hymn was taken, was not furnished to the editor of ' this compilation, by the person sending it. It has been the intention to make mention of every house publishing music to these songs of redeeming love, as well as to give the names of the composers; and any information for the correc- tion of errors, in future editions, will be gratefully accepted. Caution as to the use of any hymn, poem or musical composition which bears the name of any book, publishing house, or composer on the margin, is recommended, as all such are copyrighted. It is a noticeable fact that there is scarcely a hymn written by woman, that does not make frequent mention of or reference to Jesus. Is it any wonder " Has she not abundant reason ? Christ's coming to earth has resulted in her exaltation to her proper position by the side of man, where God originally placed her. What has she done In return ? Gladly do we point to the Mary who anointed Him with the perfume of gratitude ; to the Marthas who have served Him ; to the Priscillas who have taught His precious precepts ; to the Harriet Newells and Emily Judsons, and the many pupils of PREFACE. the sainted Mary Lyon, who, counting their lives as nothing for His sake, have gone to distant lands to spread the rich tidings of His saving love to those sitting in darkness. And now this volume is offered as a token of woman's gratitude expressed in song and verse, in praise of her Creator, Benefactor, and Redeemer. Deep religious feeling is wont to call for a song, and inspires song; and although all will admit that some of the selections in this book rise to the height of true poetic fervor, many are yet very simple and unpretending, but none the less touching and sweet. Let us beware of prescribing too narrow limits to what may be considered hymns of a high order. Are not those which give testimony from the deepest experiences of the Christian heart, the most worthy, as being productive of the most good? Is it riot apparent that the grandest of all, are those which set forth the doctrines of grace, the compassion of Jehovah, the condescension of Christ, the power of the Holy Spirit? In this volume will be found the ancient hymns. which have been handed down through the past 33S years; utterances of faith and trust by martyred woman (as witness that of Anne Askewe, written 1546, in the vernacular of those days, followed by those of Madame Guyon, and others), together with the portrayal of the deepest heart and soul experiences of other consecrated ones, — hymns now in general use by all evangelical churches in Christendom ; then the later productions, written especially for this work, by hymnologists of the present day, which bear just as much witness for God, and bespeak equal gratitude for the blessed way of Salvation. These lay hold of the human heart, because they are entwined with the sacred experiences of other hearts. They touch and call out all the truest and best instincts of the being, because they breathe the very spirit of the Master. This is said without any dispar- agement of the productions of Watts, Bonar, Wesley, Heber, and others by devout men, which have stood the test of time. The hymns of woman dwell largely upon the suffering on Calvary, and the risen Lord, thereby taking deep hold on the heart, understanding and conscience; setting forth that redemption which virtually belongs to all churches in every age and clime. It has been the constant aim, that the hymns collected for this volume shall show forth the very symbol and might of the holy religion of our Lord and Saviour. In short, it is the glory of this compilation, that it teaches the Gospel and true Theology; that its hymns point out the way of Salvation, because they testify of Christ. Hymns are characteristic of the times in which they were written. By comparing the hymnology of to-day with that of 50, 75 or 100 years ago, it will be noticed that the style has undergone a change, although the same essential Christian doctrines are as firmly inculcated. There is an aggressive warfare expressed in these more recent hymns, that is indicative of an awakening to the necessity of reform in many directions. Truly, "while man slept the enemy sowed tares." Note the difference of sentiment expressed by the singing army of to-day, marching forth to exterminate King Alcohol and other potentates of evil with "Rescue the Perishing," etc., etc., and the hymns of those conservative days — for instance: "My willing soul would stay in such a frame as this And sit and sing herself away, to everlasting bliss." While it is a happy reflection that many have enjoyed their religion, it cannot be denied that there has been entirely too much of the "At ease in Zion" spirit. Our adorable Redeemer, while on earth, set the example of going about doing good, seeking the lost, casting the money-changers from the Temple ; and his parting commission to his disciples was— "Go Ye." While heartily uniting with the grand chorus of singers in "Working will not save me," we are inclined to settle down into a narrow groove of thought and action. By faith in Christ alone, and not by works, are we redeemed. Works are the results of our having been saved. The fruit of laboring in the vineyard is borne sponta- neously, because Christ is in us and working through us. WOMAN AS A MUSICAL COMPOSER. It was not until a late date that it was decided to include music in this volume. Music was sent with the request that it accompany the words, and after due consideration it has been so arranged. But the 130 or more pieces by these composers, must not be regarded as fully representing woman's work in this field. A few weeks have been entirely inadequate to obtain the addresses of our musical writers, and as many well-known pieces are copyrighted by various publishing houses, some of them cannot appear in this collection. Still, no one will be ashamed of the 130 productions of about fifty composers represented. That which has been accomplished by woman in this direction has been without the stimulus of encouragement, but with an irresistible impulse to place upon paper the melodies and harmonies in her WOMAN IK SACRED SONG. heart and soul, and this too, oftentimes, amid a multiplicity of domestic cares. Madame Schumann took up the golden thread of song that had been dropped by her husband, and has carried it on, weaving and interweaving, until his grand work has been supplemented by wonderful, rich, harmonious strains, pronounced, by the most eminent critics, fully equal to his in excellency. Miss Spindler, author of the famous hymn for piano, "St. Agnes Eve," and other works, has also proven that woman can write music. Madame Carreno. who is at present commanding much attention and admiration by her heaven-born voice, is a pronounced advocate, and herself a living example, of woman's ability to com- pose music of a high order. For years she has written much which is said to rank with that of Beethoven and Mozart. Apropos! — It is asserted that last Spring she was in the company of an eminent doctor of music, who remarked, "There have been women who were fine writers, poets, painters, and sculptors, but composers not one; and why, if woman pos- sesses the genius you say?" "Ah, doctor," responded the artist, "if your assertion were true, one reason would be because, where a brother and sister begin to compose, everybody discourages the one and encourages the other. The girl is advised to keep to fancy work, more suitable to her sex." Seating herself at the piano, under the pretense of offering him a South American composition, she played a hymn, one of those touching, sacred songs without words, always so tender and devotional in spirit. Her listener was much pleased. "That is not South American!" exclaimed lie. " It might have been composed by any of the best German musicians of the present day! It is an inspiration ! Who wrore it?" Turning to him, Madame Carreno replied: "I wrote it." Our authority says she has many others in manuscript, just as good. Some day the world may hear them. It is with pride that we can point to our own Mrs. Gen. W. S. Hancock, author and editor of the " Church Service and Tune Book," than whom no one writes finer or more acceptable music for the Episcopalian service; to Mrs. Clara H. Scott, author of the " Boyal Anthem Book;" to Mrs. J. F. Knapp, of Brooklyn, author of the Cantata, " Prince of Peace,'" a lady of wealth, culture and position, who sings beautifully, writes much music simply by inspiration, because she must give expression to the melody that rises a grateful incense within her; to Miss Hattie E. Sneed. of St Louis (Kirkwood Seminary), whose instrumental arrange- ment of "0/(2 Hundred," "Nearer, My God, to Thee," etc., etc., are so much admired. Her setting to music of Ten- nyson's "Break! Break! Sea!" is pronounced the most fitting melody yet applied to that grand poem. The same is said of Lady Carew's matchless music to " The Bridge." Then there is Lady Scott, Mrs. T. J. Cook, Emma Pitt, author and publisher of "Gospel Light," Helen Douglas, Sophia C. Hall, and Miss Lindsay (Mrs. J. W. Bliss), author of "Far Away," and many popular songs. Vienna Demorest, and Virginia Gabriel, author of "Cleansing Fire*," also occupy high rank as composers. And so the list might be extended. If a few weeks of research has brought to light the compositions, that are available, of fifty or more ladies, how many more there yet must be at present timidly writing under some nom-de-plume, or using their initials only, and many not publishing at all. The next few years, I venture to prophesy, will bring a revela- tion, showing that woman has already done much more in musical composition than is generally supposed, and concern- ing which this volume will give but a faint idea; a dim foreshadowing of what shall be achieved in the future, when she receives the stimulus, born of encouragement, which is her meed. As a late writer has beautifully expressed the same idea: — " The triumph of woman in sacred song, is but the prelude to the triumph that awaits her." IN" CONCLUSION it is hoped that this book will be received as the uttered desire of a multitude of women to bear witness for Christ, "in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs." Thanks are hereby extended to the various publishers and owners of copyrights, for their kind and generous cour- tesy in granting permission to use the same. A tribute of affection is tendered my devoted sister, Mrs. E. M. McGaughey, for substantial aid and sympathy, during all the progress of this work; to Miss Margaret E. Brooks, my faithful Secretary, to whose intelligent perception much is due; and to the hundreds of my Christian sisters who have written especially for this collection, and for whose co-operation and words of cheer, they will be held in grateful remembrance here and in eternity. EVA MUNSON SMITH, (Mrs. G. C. SO MISS FRANCES E. WILLARD. INTRODUCTION Woman always had a great heart. In the sorrowful, unwritten ages of her history she still "loved much." Through this beautiful genius of the affections she had kinship closer than any other created being with Him "whose nature and whose name is love." Her own development, her own success and glory were not the motive power of character, but the happiness of her beloved formed woman's chief ambition. Subtract from the world to-day the sum total of "sweetness and light" shed into its heart out of the heart of woman, and a horror of great darkness would settle there, to be dispelled by no guiding star of ambition or galaxy of fame. What wonder, then, that when He came who was the express image of Eternal Love, his dual nature, outlined upon the background of the Disciples, should less clearly depict for us manhood as it is, than womanhood as it might be ? What wonder that above all others she was honored by Him, and He, by her beloved ? Forever blessed to every woman must be tbe thought enshrined in Elizabeth Barrett Browning's matchless verse : "Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung; Not she denied Him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at His Cross, and earliest at His grave." Song is the universal language. It correlates the poetry of motion with the poetry of thought. No names are deathless save those of the world's singers, for they caught the vibration of universal nature, fell into accord with it, and repeated in the hungry ear of Humanity the music of the spheres. Whoever weds perfect music unto noblest words reaches the acme of expression and soothes the world's heart as no other can. Song is the symbol of perpetual gladness. " Somewhere the birds are singing, evermore." Somewhere the heart brims over with a sense of God, His beauty and His loveliness, and then we hear Anthems of Creation and Hymns of the Nativity. Sacred Song is the highest "sustained note" of Humanity's chorus; its aspiration is supernal and its object supreme. As the relation of child to parent is its earliest, its most determinative and sacred, so is our relation to the father and mother Soul of the Universe. Whatever expresses this comes from the deepest places of the soul and reaches to its highest note of Reason, Love and Worship. " But how shall we love God whom we have not seen, if we love not our brother whom we have seen ?" No song of lips or life is Sacred save when it blends the precepts on which all the law and prophets hang: The Love of God with Love for all His children. No age has perceived so clearly and | felt so tenderly this ruling law of spiritual dynamics as this nineteenth century, which Victor Hugo calls " The I Woman's Century." And herein is to be found the explanation: That the great heart-force of the world is now the recognized motor of religious and philanthropic work. The highest verbal expression of this new force is our new Hymnology. Its prophecy is earliest found in that one tender Hymn of the primitive Church, the "Mater Dolorosa." But it has waited long for full expression, and meanwhile the "Dieslrae" has tinctured with portentous undertone the literature of sanctuaries. X INTRODUCTION. Woman in Sacred Song could hardly become a felt force until woman in sacred deeds of public philanthropy bad taken her true place. Twilight foreshadowings have gleamed along the centuries, as the chronology of this choice volume shows, but the sunshine dates from our own century. Even now it is a Rembrandt gleam rather than a Raphael noontide, but one blessedly significant of "more to follow." About fifteen years ago began the movement known as the " Women's Foreign Missionary Society," now an established auxiliary in every Christian Church. About ten years ago came that whirlwind of the Lord called the " Woman's Crusade," now crystalized into the "Woman's Christian Temperance Union," and organized on a non-sectarian basis throughout Christendom. The sacred fire that burns on these twin altars has flamed into many a priceless song, of which this volume gives the fullest collection yet offered to the public. In looking over "Gospel (Good News) Songs," one cannot fail to note that their bright era is contemporary with woman as a song writer. "I need Thee every hour;" "O, Prodigal Child, come Home;" "Just as I am, without one plea;" " Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us;" "Rescue the Perishing, Care for the Dying;" — all these sweet songs, and a score besides, equally well known, have come to us warm from the heart of woman. Indeed, it is not too much to say that to her we owe the chief Gospel hymn of our own era, Elizabeth Clephane's "Ninety and Nine;" and the great world-hymn, acceptable to Catholic and Protestant, Gentile and Jew, Sarah Flower Adams's "Nearer, my God, to Thee." The highest patriotism is inseparable from religion, and the noblest Christian anthem of the Republic, its glorious "Battle Hymn," we owe to a woman, Mrs. Julia Ward Howe. Happily its use as an incentive in the strife of brothers has been superseded by its rare adaptation to the new anti-slavery war against the traffic in strong drink, where North and South march side by side to conquer the greatest foe of Home and native land. We are fortunate in the compiler of this unique volume,' because she has not only the rare taste and skill essential to a task at once delicate and difficult, but for the reason that her own gifts of music and of song help to enrich the work upon which she has bestowed such patient and laborious care. We who share the fruits of her long research can by no means rightly estimate the innumerable consultations, immense correspondence, and varied anxieties, to say nothing of the study and expense that have resulted in this beautiful volume, whose value is greatly enhanced by its double adaptation to the organ and the voice. May its pure, ennobling mission be abundantly fulfilled, and a blessing follow it into every home where it is welcomed as a friend. FRANCES E. WILLARD. Rest Cottage, Evanston, Illinois. INDEX OF AUTHORS. A * opposite a hymn, indicates that a sketch or note accompanies it. Abdy, Mrs. Too Late 515 Adams, Elise M. Prohibition 611 Adams, Mks. Sakah Flower Faith in Divine Goodness 204 Nearer, my God, to Thee * 304 Adkins, Alice M. Indwelling 52 Akerman, Mrs. Lucy Evelina (Born, Providence, E. I., 1816, died 1874.) Nothing but leaves 491 Akers, Mrs. Elizabeth (Later, Mrs. Allan.) See "Florence Percy." Akerstrom, Ullie E. Hold Thou my hand 137 "Alcio. - ' Safe, now 593 Alcott, Louise M. My Kingdom 668 Our Madonna * 719 Aldrich, Miss S. V. Anniversary Hymn 44 At the Mercy Seat 28 Buried with Thee 85 Christmas 77 Come and help us 266 Dedication of a Church 42 Drawing Nearer 146 Easter Hymn 197 Faith 213 Give me that heart of flesh 107 He is risen 189 He leadeth 35 In the battle 34 Look not upon the wine 500 Light of the World 197 Missionary Hymn 266 & 316 Nearer Home * 147 Our Offering 41 Prayer for the Holy Spirit 118 Rejoicing Hope 208 Sign the pledge 497 Submission and Consecration 294 The Messenger 251 To do Thy will, O God 294 Alexander, Mrs. Cecil Frances Be pitiful, O God 126 Christ's Eeturn 195 Crucifying afresh 96 Day by day, we magnify Thee. . . 270 Souls in heathen darkness 278 The Bleeding Hand * 509 The Soul's desire 31 Touched with a feeling, &c 241 Who died to save us 188 Allen, Mrs. E. A. C. Home-Brewed Beer 564 Allen, Zella Lost 722 Allerton, Mrs. Ellen P. Philosophy 823 Woman's Work 320 Ames, Mrs. Mary Clemmer See, "Clemmer." Anderson, Miss Maria F. Home Missions 404 Anderson, Mrs. Galusha, Wife of Rev. Dr. Anderson, of Chicago Educa- tional Institution. Prayer for Missions 262 Angier, Mrs. Annie Lanman The Mount 550 Via Crucis, Via Lucis. . ., 178 Armstrong, Lena God's Providence 239 Arnold, Eunice S. Touch it never 663 Askewe, Anne The Fight of Faith * 212 Atkinson, Mary E. The Unfinished Cathedral 850 Atjber, Miss Harriet Bright was the guiding star 81 From Everlasting 36 God's watchful care 403 Sweet is the work, O Lord 400 The Promise 122 Written 1829. (abridged.) The World's Conversion 264 Austin, Mrs. W. B. Prayer for Cleansing 137 A Young Lady. On the Death of Gen. Washington 753 B. M. E. Auctioning off the Baby 682 B. J. N. A Mother's Prayer 472 Cloud of God's Presence 275 Babcock, Emma T. Let your light so shine 814 Bailey, Mrs. Urania Locke A song for sorrowful women 620 At the door 525 At the pool Bethesda 184 Christ is in the Universe 51 Christ and the little ones * 686 Little Willie 710 Mary 739 Mary of Magdala 184 Mother's Song 694 Out in the Wilderness 182 Out of the night 206 Saint Stephen 554 The Lord's Day cometh * 38 The Saviour to the sorrowful soul 247 The Slave Mother * 398 The Unseen Guard 575 The Unseen Kingdom 567 The Young Mother 736 Valley of the Heartsease 84 Wished myself among thera 141 Baker, Ella M. Something to do for the King. . . 369 Baker, Mrs. Lizzie Fermer The Singer's Prayer 290 Baker, Miss Mary Anna Are we faithful? 292 By and By 458 Hasten, Lord 459 I'll go 526 & 184 Lead us, O Shepherd True 281 Our Prayer 452 Peace, be still 513 Slay not thy Saviour 503 Temperance Battle Hymn 452 The Power of Prayer 451 We are coming 453 Balch, Mrs. Mary E. Castle and Cot * 854 Baldwin, Annie F. When the day breaks 618 Ballard, Mrs. Julia P. Author of "Building Stories;" "Seven Years from To-Night ;" " A Little Life ;' ' "Insect Lives," etc., etc., And they also which pierced Him 256 Communion of the three pastors . 100 Here and There 149 Hymn for Church Dedication *. . 44 Hymn to the Holy Spirit .... 119 I pass this way but once 778 I will ransom them 224 Jem and Velvet 657 No Idol in the hand, &c 375 The Body of Christ 96 The Bishop's Epitaph ■ 594 The Drunkard's Wife 592 The Lost Will 603 The Search 107 Thy Brother's Blood 512 What Worshipers are these 319 World without end 101 Ballard, Miss Winifred P. Hymn on the Passion of our Lord 99 Bancroft, Mrs. Charitie Lees Before the throne of God above . 120 He comes in blood-stained garments • 492 Oh ! for the robes of whiteness . . 142 Barbauld, Mrs. Anna Letitla An acceptable offering 33 Awake, my soul ! 113 Blest is the man 217 Death of the Righteous 164 How blest the sacred tie 313 Praise to God 53 The Eesurrection of Christ 190 Trustfulness 33 Welcome Morn* 32 Whosoever will 109 Barber, Mary A. S. Make Thy will mine! 526 Perfect Peace 118 Barnard, Mrs. H. M. The Little Eunaway 697 Barkuloo, Anna R. The happy Christmas Morn 458 Barnes, Fannie J. The Fruit of the Vine 669 Barnes, Mrs. Maria Burbank Williams. (Born 1836, died 1873.) See "Kate Cameron." Barnett, Ellen C. A Prayer * 546 Hope 870 The Golden Wedding 723 Tribute to Frances Willard 622 Barb, Lillie E. Crying for the Moon 686 Easter 192 The oldest doll in the world 712 The two legacies 777 Barb, Amelia E. For Freedom's Sake 775 Barrett, Elizabeth G. Barber At Evening Time, &c 71 Hymn for the Morning 342 Bartlett, Miss Susan P. An Easter Strain 196 He Careth, &c 64 INDEX OF AUTHORS. MyCross. (1882.) 95 UntoThee 67 Bates, Charlotte P. (Cambridge, Mass.) The Praying Band 786 Bateham, Minnie D. His Dwelling-Place * 178 Undertones" 854 Bathukst, Lavinia Angelus Domini 50 Baxter, Mks. G. W. Come unto me * 102 My Willie is gone; or, was it only a dream? 714 Baxter, Mrs. Lydia Angels rolled the stone away 537 A starless crown 411 The angel boatman 392 The bright hills of glory 153 The gate ajar for me 180 The Name of Jesus 319 Work and Pray 325 Baxter, Mrs. Marion B. By and By* 151 Bayard, Miss E. Justin See "Mrs. Fulton Cutting." Bayley, Mrs. Nelly H. If one talent 493 Beamish, Frances Set wholly apart 466 Beardsley, Ella Golden rod 364 Beauchamp, Mrs. Jenny Bland Consecration Hymn 287 Dedication Hymn * 40 God's Discipline 388 In His Temple 28 Lady Shepherd by the Sea 85 The Christian Inquirer 220 Why do you bring Oblations? 183 Beavers, Mrs. Mary Fletcher Hymn of Praise and Prayer 485 Beers, Mrs. Ethel Lynn Baby looking out for me 713 The Picket Guard * 757 Weighing the Baby 679 Bell, Jane Cross See "Simpson." Bell, Emma J. Saved by faith 211 Bell, Marie My Prayer 125 Bennett, Lucy A. All for Jesus 303 Bennett, Julia M. A cup of cold water 617 Benson, Mary A. Garfield is dead 762 Best, Flora L. Oh! 'tis glory in my soul 179 Eing, ring the bells 199 Bidwell, Mrs. F. H. Poor little Blossom 658 Bigelow, Mary Sheltered 695 Bird, Isabella L. Follow Me 108 Blackmar, Matilda A. Ragnar's Daughters 560 Blank, Anna One by One 637 Bleecker, Mrs. Anna Eliza Jesus Christ, regard my anguish. 130 Return to Tomhawick * 130 Blinn, Mrs. Lucy M. Thy will be done 191 Bolton, Fanny As I have loved you 560 A true story, &c 666 Frow it down 659 The Little Old Church 830 Bolton, Sarah T. Awake to effort 615 Left on the Battlefield 756 Motherless 729 Bolton, Mrs. Sarah Knowles Our Poets * 797 This is life 736 Waiting for Mother 730 Bonar, Mrs. Catherine J. (Born 1808, died 1884. ) Jesus is mine 121 Booth, Mary M. C. O Beautiful Friend 870 Borthwick, Miss Jane Christian Union 319 God calling yet 109 Our Life and Guide 35 Submission 132 Your lamps trimmed 270 Bowles, Mrs. H. P. For God and Home, &c 455 Bowley, Mary P. Significance of Baptism 85 Boyce, Mrs. M. V. Two scenes in a life 593 Boynton, Anna (Mrs. Averill.) Born Alton, Me., 1843. Resides in Dover. Before Dawn 610 Bradley, Mrs. Nellie H. Father's a drunkard and mother is dead * 600 Save the Boys , 581 Bradley, Mary E. The Song in the Dark 796 Bradford, Mrs. N. K. Over the Lsie 182 Bradstreet, Mrs. Anna Contemplation * ... 51 Brainard, Mary G. He knows 203 My Mother's Prayer 331 Braman, Josephine Thine is the Power 435 Bradenburg, Louisa Henrietta, Electress of, JesuiTiein Zuversicht 122 Jesus Lives * 198 Jesus my Redeemer lives 192 Brant, Mrs. David Only Waiting* 176 Breese, Carrie A. Morning and Evening Prayer 548 Bridges, Mrs. Frances E. Our Father and our Friend 42 Briggs, Caroline A. Waking 563 Bronte, Charlotte (Mrs. Nicholls) (Born 1816, died 1855.) Life* 82S Oppressed with sin 553 Brooks, Mary E. Oh ! weep not for the dead * 170 Brown, Achsa Mills Joy in Heaven 223 Let your light so shine 222 The unsatisfying nature of earth. 145 Brown, Emma Alice (Mrs. E. A. Bevar. ) Measuring the Baby * 712 Brown, Mrs. Helen E. From day to day * 215 Katy's Pledge 652 My Morning Hymn 287 My Precious Bible 203 The Right Way 645 Waiting 290 Brown, Jessie H. Assurance 209 Brown, Mrs. Phcebe Hinsdale Communion in Love 35 How sweet the lay 32 Retirement * 124 Revive thy work Ill Brown, Sylvia Thanksgiving 58 Browne, Mary Frank Into the light 231 Browning, Mrs. Elizabeth Barrett Comfort* 580 De Profundis 787 How sure it is 96 Sleep 174 The Cry of the Children 596 Work 442 Browning, Miss Ophelia ("Phelia" or "Felie.") Amen * 860 Praying without ceasing 860 Brotherton, Alice Williams The Empty Hands 292 Brotherton, Frances E. W. Which could I spare? 674 Bruce, Helen The Sick Child 673 Buchanan, Sarah Faith 812 Buck, Mrs. Mary K. If I could know 7£6 Morning and Night 875 Buell, Harriet E. The child of a King 271 Bugbee, Mrs. Emily J. Battle Hymn of the Crusade ... 484 Church of God awake 317 Help 482 Bugbey, Miss Carrie E. Our unforgotten Dead 774 Bunce, Mrs. M. Patient and pure 211 Burnham, Anna F. Crumbs 94 Growing 684 Her Angel 689 His Way 239 Burnside, Miss Helen Tired (for contralto) 169 Tired (for soprano) 747 Burr, Mrs. Kate Sumner (Walworth, N. Y.) Heaven 155 Up, Friends of Jesus 313 Work and Pray 402 Burr, Mary A. Daily strength for daily duties. . . 613 Burton, Mrs. A. E. Whosoever loveth me 579 Bush, Isabella The beautiful 454 Bushnell, Louisa The new Day 567 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Butleb, Miss Nelly H. Christmas Hymn * 79 Harvest Time 56 Butts, Mrs. M. F. Christmas 76 Christmas Giving 422 Home Mission Hymn 406 Not here and yet not lost 391 Trust 300 Buxton, Ida M. What we need 656 "C." At the Piano 825 "C. C." Lines on Gen. Grant 767 C, Kathebine The ruin rum hath wrought-. 600 Cambridge, Ada The Temple of Christ * 42 CAMEBON, MBS. CfiABLES See the King desired for Ages . . . 253 Camebon, Kate. (Mrs. B. W.Barnes.) Consecration 616 In time of trial 240 The foolish virgin 437 The Land of Eden 160 We're nearer Home 238 Who will join our army? 648 Campbell, Augusta Scott Bitter Wine * 246 Motherhood 677 Trust 835 Canfield, Mbs. M. C. The Elector of Saxony, &c. * 868 Caeew, Lady Elizabeth Forgiveness * 817 Caer, Laura Garland Opinions .' 848 Carter, Miss Baptismal Hymn 86 Carter, Annie A. Gethsemane 96 Peace, be still 561 Cart, Alice (Born 1820. Died 1871.) Her dying Hymn * 156 Jesus my Master 520 Mariners 613 Reconciled 225 The pure in heart 566 Gary, Phosbe (Born near Cincinnati 1824, Died 1871, New York.) Death Scene * 174 Dreams and Realities 784 My Blessings 54 Nearer Home * 154 Thou and 1 785 Cassell, Marietta A. Watch the Boys 656 Chadwick, Fannie Over Life's Sea 221 The dear old Home * 559 Charity. Go forth among the poor 473 Chaff a, Lucy M. At the Gate 156 Chambers,Mrs. G. W. New America 483 Chandler, Bessie A logical conclusion 699 Chapin, Mrs. S. F. A woman's platform, &c. # 629 Chapman, Mrs. E. W. Look to the light-house 273 Trust in Jesus 463 Chauncy, Helen Glory yet to be revealed 235 Charles. Mrs. Elizabeth Rundle At Eventide it shall be light 394 At the foot of the Cross * 390 Come and see 119 How doth death speak of our beloved? 391 Salome 474 The Cruse that faileth not 436 The way, the truth, the life 869 The Widow of Nain 197 Child, Lydia Maria The Stream of Life * 861 Child, Miss Abbie B. Light for the Gentiles 260 Trusting Jesus 260 While in toil and in weariness. . . 275 Church, Fanny Songs of Faith 204 Clark, Luella After Ascension 194 Confidence 83 Easter 193 Providence 263 Rest 469 Supplication 470 The Name of Jesus 531 Trust 211 Clabk, Mrs. R. W. As once of old 258 Clark, Mrs. S. R. Graham (Mrs. S. C. Clark.) Harvest Home 350 Clement, Amelia What is my mission? 302 Clemmer, Mrs. Maby (Mrs. Hudson.; Life Threads 855 Not dead * 789 The Childless Mother 720 The Journalist * 576 Rest* 828 Clephane, Miss Elizabeth C. The Cross of Jesus 221 The Ninety and Nine * 535 Cleveland, Mrs. Cecelia No sects in Heaven 805 Clifton, May The cold water army of the Royal Army 646 CODDINGTON, HANNAH O tired Heart 851 Coffin, Eliza J. The Saviour's Love 299 Codnor, Elizabeth Even Me, No. 1. * 112 Even Me, No. 2. * 112 When can I trust 238 Colby, Celestia Rice The Dear Old Spring 574 Colby, Maby Rifted Clouds 188 Collins, Mbs. M. A. Lo ! a mighty host 797 Condeb, Joan E. Saturday Evening * 66 Cooke, J. Zitella Easter Flowers 798 Cooke, Mrs. Rose Terry Christmas 412 Flowers 700 Pane Pictures * , 838 It is more blessed 435 Cook, Eliza I thank thee, God, for weal or woe 234 Let not the sun go down upon your wrath 126 Prayer 125 The Old Arm Chair 726 Thy Kingdom come * 129 Cook, Mrs. Belle W. Childhood's Home revisited 730 Cook, Mrs. M. A. W. The Lord will provide 208 Cook, Mrs. T. J. Merry, Merry Christmas 74 Singing all the way 227 "Coolidge, Susan" (Miss Sarah C. Woolsey.) A miduight Carol 177 Arise and shine, &c. * 538 Early taken 791 Eighteen 710 Forgiveness 126 Here and There 391 How shall I pray? 131 Like the strong mountains . . 831 The Vision and- the Knock 441 When 230 Cooper, Mrs. Alexander We are coming 647 Cooper, Mrs. Sarah B. 'Twas a vision beaitific * 836 "Cora." After the Toil 274 Cousin, Mrs. Anne Ross Immanuel's Land 158 None but Christ 121 Substitution 182 Cowper, Miss Frances M. Deliverance is at hand 224 Cowan, Jessie The wail of a Mormon wife* 733 Cox, Mrs. Frances Elizabeth All praise and glory 37 Wake, the welcome day, &c 318 Coyne, Maggie A. Baby Alta 684 Craik, Mrs. Dinah Maria Mulock (See Dinah Mulock.) Craig, Miss Until He comes 253 Cramer, Mrs. M. A. M. Hymn to the Cross * 492 Renunciation 549 Crane, J. Miriam (ne'e Havergal.) On the Church and Rectory, &c. . 736 To my father 726 Crawford, Alice Arnold O seed time * 447 Crewdson, Mrs. Jane Fox Joy in sorrow 240 Thanks for all 233 Crooks, Mrs. Sarah B. Pastor and People 42 Crosby, Fanny- (See Van Alstyne.) Cbozier,Mrs. M. P. A. Home at last 637 Only a little while 157 Crocker, Mary G. Is it well? 78* INDEX OF AUTHORS. Cummings, Annie 'Tis Jesus, only Jesus 540 Who is ready? 405 Cumings, Elizabeth Mrs. Rev. Geo. R. Pierce, Terre Haute, Ind. Martha 359 Cutts, Mary Lo ! I am with you, &c 846 Solomon's Prayer *..... 81S Cutting, Mrs. Fulton A funeral chant for the old year * 423 Curby, Lily M. Renunciation 843 Dana, Mrs. Mary S. B. Flee as a bird. 105 Pass under the Rod 722 Pilgrimage 140 Sparkling and bright 497 Dale, Ella (Fanny J. Crosby.) Star of my only hope 225 Dare, Ella. Not only these 574 The need of the hour 570 Davjs, Addie F. Maternity 673 Davison. Mrs. A. L. Prayer for purity of heart 115 Davies, Mrs. Asenath Woodbury The Potter and the Clay 403 Victory * 533 Dawson, Mrs. M. P. Eighteen Hundred and Eighty- five 772 1. For Decoration Day 772 2. In Meinoriam 773 Day, Beth The Old Maid 807 Day, Martha Father Almighty 135 The boundless Universe . * 37 Day, Susan M. Lord, help me waich 549 Deck, Mary Jane The wanderer no more will roam. 181 De Fleury, Marie Adoration 139 Come, Saints, let us join 316 De Geer, Mrs. M. E. Grandma's baby, sweet Irene 698 Demarest. Mary Lee My Ain Countree * 151 Deming, Anna God's care 562 Denison, Mrs. Mary A. The Children's Prayer 700 Denton, Clara J. Traces 835 Dickinson, Ltllie Only a little dewdrop * 667 Dickinson, Mary Lowe As a little child * 510 As one his mother comforteth. . . 618 Biddy Flynn's reason why 654 He maketh all things new 533 If we had but a day 780 If thy right hand offend thee. . . . 812 In His coming 253 The Easter Guest 198 The Lord is Risen 198 The Old and the New 586 The Old and the New Crusade. . . 644 The Woman's Crusade 641 Dietreich, Mrs. . Helen Another reaper gone * Dingle, Mrs. M. E. He'll guide me still 547 Dingwall, Mary- R. D. A Spring Refrain Johnny's piece Dober, Mrs. Ann S. Panting for purity Dodd, M. A. H. The Dreamer * Dodge, Mrs- Mary Mapes. The two mysteries * 782 Dodge, Mary- B. Bitter Sweet 493 Dodge, Mary E. Easter Offerings 195 Dolliver, Clara G. Ten Little Toes Dorr, Mrs. Julia C. R. Day-break 190 Not mine 370 Peace 234 Somewhere . 581 The Painter's Prayer ; 833 "Dot." Those little shoes Doudney, Sarah At Rest 173 My Confidence 490 Douglass, Marianne The Church and her foe. . 113 Dougherty, Mrs. Dr. The Church at Cornith 368 Dowd, Emma C, Day and Night 363 Downing, Mrs. Emma F. Invocation 403 Living waters 402 Drake, Mrs. Maria Upham Wife of Prof. J. M. E. Drake, Mass. Misunderstood 875 The women of the South 624 Dreeme, Cecil Be with my mouth 405 Tell me the secret 103 Driscoll, Miss Fanny (See White.) Dryden, Mrs. M. A. Lovest thou me more than these? 216 Dubois, Mrs. H. A. The drunkard's prayer 534 Duncan, Mary Lundee Early dreams 171 Imaginations * 171 Jesus, Gentle Shepherd * 700 The Redeemed in Heaven 170 Dunham, Lydia M. "To-day's Bugle Call." 483 Dunn, J uli a Mills Be thou with me 465 The Woman of Canaan 882 Dye, Eva L. Emery The Sixty Thousand 453 Eager. Cora M. The Ruined Merchant 732 Eastman, Sophie E. April 15, 1865 761 Eddy, Alice Maude A t Evening 846 The Baby's Prayer 701 Edgett, Mrs. H. Roscoe Cup of Peril 599 The power of His presence 368 Edmonds, Mrs. Amanda A. Departure 161 When is the time to die? * 779 Elgan, Nettie A. Jesus is King 337 Ellet, Mrs. Elizabeth F. Abide with us * 97 Elliott, Mrs. Charlotte Clinging to Christ 205 Come to Me, No. 1 206 Come to Me, No. 2 24? Invitation 10& It is 1 173 Just as I am * 138 Let me be with thee 128 O holy Saviour! Friend Unseen . 205 O Thou the contrite sinner's Friend 12S The Hour of Prayer 125 The young believer's prayer 135 The throne of Grace 6S Thy will be done 116 Wert thou thoughtless led away? 240 Elliot, Emily S. Room for thee 181 Elliot, Mrs. Julia Anne Bright sacred morn * 38 "Elsie." (See Mrs. E. C. Green.) Ellsworth, Bertha H. Work 442 Ellsworth, Mrs. E. C. The golden scepter 512 There'll be joy by and by 389 (Used by per.) Embury, Mrs. Emma C. The Night cometh * 377 Emery, Eva L. (See "Dye.") Ervin, Anna For what do I live? 653 Eytinge, Margaret TheDayofdays 794 Evans, Mrs. Rev. D. W. (nee Eliza Spare, died about 1883.) Thy Kingdom Come 436 Eve, Miss Maria L. Conquered at last * 763 In the Vestibule 210 Mexico 367 Naught overhead 210 The Golden City 155 The Foolish Virgins 252 In Memoriam 785 Everett, Abby Newhall All I leave, to follow Thee 202 Saviour Divine 52] Everett, M. E. H. The Two Martyrs 555 Eytinge, Margaret What she is now 624 F. S. E. Pray for us 277 Fancher, Fannie Lindsley Submission * 133 Farningham, Marianne ( See Hearn. ) Faucett, Mrs. W. The gift of song 824 The vanished stars 827 Fearing, Lilian Blanch To a star 206 Ferris, Mrs. L. D. W. Calling! Calling! do we hear?... 514 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Devotion to temperance work. . . 4S1 1 Divine Love, as Peace and Wealth and Rest 270 God*s Presence 401 Invocation 260 Prayer for the Holy Spirit's presence 451 Temperance Prayer and Hymn. . 490 Field, Mrs. J. C. The touch of a Life 844 Field, Mrs. Mary H. Christus Cousolator * 363 Motherhood - - 673 Fitch, Miss Martha M. Come to Christ 505 Soul Longing 114 Flemming, Miss Lucy Randolph As thy days ... 875 We seek a city 145 Fletcher, Mrs. L. B. Home Mission Poem Fletcher, Miss Charity Flowerdew, Mrs. Alice Fountain of Mercy * Follen, Mrs. Eliza L. To whom shall we go? * How sweet to be allowed to pray Folsom, Miss Annis R. Peace Foote, Hattie M. The Beautiful Land Ford, Mary A. A hundred years from now Forrester, Fanny (See Judson. ) Fox, Mrs. E. F. Saviour, I come to Thee Fox, Miss Hattie A. Now I lay me down to sleep Frazier, L. Virginia 1861—1865 Frazier, Mrs. M. M- Dedication Hymn Invocation French. Mrs. L. Virginia (Mrs. Smith.) The Palmetto and the Pine. * . . Frye, Miss E. F. The great grandmother's burial. Fry, Caroline (Mrs. Wilson.; For what shall I praise Thee? . . . Grace of God * Fuller, Miss Angelina A plea Ask me not to drink A song of exultation 340 A Soliloquy 879 A strange Half Century * 878 Help the drunkard to reform 604 Nothing is lost 414 Our Friend 394 Parents' treasures 708 Reflections after reading the 41st Psalm 123 Shall we? 265 Suggestions 708 The blind deaf mute 879 The One Name 183 The pleasant glass 648 The value of a soul 835 The voyage of life '. 577 The whiskey jug's revelation.... 648 To a Hebrew deaf mute ;,<; 23i i 77S 7G5 131 721 i To Mary on her wedding day 746 When I shall be satisfied 390 Woman's Mission, &c 738 Furber, Aurilla (Bornl847. ) Forward March ! 4S8 He cometh 266 Keep me secure 547 Need 468 Roll on, Temperance Tide 570 Taking the blue ribbon 501 Ye are my witnesses 383 Gardner, Miss Ella J. The Open Door 554 Gale, Martha Tyler Prayer for workers 454 Gaskell. Mrs. F. C. Encouragement to workers 321 Gates, Mrs. Ellen H. Beautiful hands 723 Home of the soul 143 If we knew 103 I will sing for Jesus 228 The last meeting 789 The prodigal child 110 Your mission 399 Gaylord, Orrie M. Home in Heaven 347 Heavenly foundations 415 Gerds, Margaret B. The Song Message 537 Gilbert, Isadore C. (See Jefferys. ) Gilbert, Mrs. Ann Taylor God Omnipresent * 52 Guidance through life 134 Gill, Julia I want to be an angel 700 GlLMAN, MaRYE. The Christian Faith 216 Gittings, Ella Beeciier A Prayer for Christinas Eve 587 Delaved 872 The Unrevealed 460 Glenn, Grace Jesus is calling for thee 632 Glenn, Kate Go, bring the wanderers in 453 The children's day 416 Glyndon, Howard (See Mrs. Searing.) Goff. Mrs. H. N. K. i To the rescue 612 Goodat.e, Dora Read A working woman 800 Goodwin, Miss Myra A. My place 402 Goodwin, Mrs. M. M. B. The stranger's grave 172 Goodwin, Mrs. Lavinia S. The mortal life 767 I have kept the faith 461 Gordon, Miss Anna A. After dark, the stars * 563 Cold Water Army Pledge 645 Goldenrod 580 Gordon, Mrs. Dr. S. Anna God helping me 500 He leadeth us, ever 203 Marching orders 647 My Word and Honor 501 Over the silent river * 152 What are the loves of the Angels? Goreh, Miss Ellen Lakeshimi My Refuge Who will go for us? 278 Gould, Miss Hannah Flagg He holdeth the waters in His hand 72 Hymn of the reapers 57 Immortality and light 192 Mary at the Sepulchre 191 Pilgrim's Way Song 145 The missionaries' departure 381 Grant, Mrs. Anne Hymn for the sons of the Clergy. 739 Graves, Mrs. Adelia C. He giveth His beloved sleep 631 John has lost it 568 Prayer for the New Year. . . / 291 Thanksgiving Song 53 The Annunciation * 73 Why stand ye here idle? 491 Gray, Louisa Looking back 784 Gray, Mrs. John Two hundred years ago 832 Green, Mrs. Elizabeth C. For the shut-in ones 582 If 461 It came to pass 460 Sought out 553 Standing by the cross of Jesus. . . 461 The Shadow of the Almighty. ... 546 Greenwell, Dora My Saviour 187 Repentance 606 Sweets of woman's life 677 Gregg, Lucy B. Our Gospel 319 Prayer for conversion of friends . 399 Griffith, Mrs. Mary L. Desert 568 Griffith, Mrs. Alice McElroy (Seepage 812.) Jesus, Lord of Light and Life. . . 259 Spirit Questionings * 789 Griswold, Hattie Tyng Common place 430 Jesus, Thou divine compassion. . 12S On the Heights 852 The Heritage 739 The Sower 439 Thrall 598 Griswold, Mary E. The Master calleth for thee 458 Griswold, Mrs. S. T. (Mrs. W. R.) ("Paulina.") Faint yet pursuing 226 The Maiden's Offering 345 The morning star 231 We're going home 322 & 407 Will you go with me, mother?. . . 93 Guernsey, Alice M. Broidery Work 426 Jubilate 572 Question and answer 420 A song of trust 882 Gunn, Katie The Unchained Monster 587 Guyon, Madame Jeanne Marie Bovier De La Mothe. A Prisoner's Song 229 Contentment No. 1 (as originally written) * 228 Contentment No. 2 (abridged) . . . 229 Resignation 229 Haeselbarth, Mary K. | The legend of the aspen 422 INDEX OF AUTHORS. "Hagae." My Saviour and 1 783 Hale, Mrs. Saeah Josepha Child's Morning Prayer 701 Iron* 352 Is China our Neighbor? 320 The Light of Home 734 The Watcher 711 Hall, Anna W. Prayer for Submission 131 Hall, Mrs. ElvinaM. All to Christ I owe 537 Hammond, Alice Cora In memoriam 640 Hamilton, Mrs. Kate W. Watching for the morning 392 Hanaford, Rev. Phebe A. Cast thy bread upon the waters . . 264 Easter Hymn * 195 Shall we who trust 86 The truth makes free 313 Hankey, Miss Catherine The story of the Cross 509 I love to tell the story 398 White as snow 523 Hakbert, Elizabeth Boynton A New America 482 Injustice 801 Hardy, Mrs. Mary Eable Missionary Hymn 277 Harland, Marian (See Mrs. Mary V. Terhune.) Harper, Mrs. Frances E. W. Nothing and Something * 651 Save the boys 592 Harrington, Kate Iowa to Illinois, Greeting 561 Prohibition ! 609 Harris, Mrs. C. M. The living bread * / 42S Harrison, Jennie Life's changes 821 Hartough, Mrs. S. M. Lines 466 Hartsough, Mrs. I. M. A sound of battle in the land 453 Oh, to be ready 136 The Lord's Prayer 492 The Demon Alcohol * 595 Havergal, Cecilia A Christmas Hymn 80 A little while Ill Harvest Hymn 55 Praise Note for 1881 300 Self* 185 Havergal, Miss Maria V. G. At eveningtime it shall be light * 71 Hush me! 784 Thy faithfulness 228 To the memory of Birdie 716 Havergal, Miss Frances Ridley Accepted 537 A New Year's promise 290 Another year is dawning 290 Ascension Hymn 261 A Worker's Prayer * 280 Bringing all to Jesus 525 Consecration 312 Consecration 280 From Glory to Glory 312 Gratitude 312 Have you not a word for Jesus? . 268 He knows 503 I know I love thee 288 In the way He shall choose 466 Is it for me, dear Saviour 551 Jesus, I will trust Thee 527 Need of Jesus 547 Nothing to pay 506 Not your own 114 Now 507 On the Lord's side 649 Precious blood 179 Rejoice with Jesus Christ to-day. 33S Sans Christ 181 Set apart 115 Seulement pour Toi 127 Stillness 858 Tell it out! 310 Tiny Tokens 856 The secret, of a happy day 299 Thou art coming 251 To Thee 223 True hearted, whole hearted 286 True, service 294 Under His Shadow * 98 Venez 127 Watch and Pray 482 What hast Thou done for me?. . . 505 Who will take care of me? 681 Hawks, Mrs. Annie Sherwood I am the Lord's and He is mine. 295 I need Thee every hour 404 Wholly Thine 294 Hollet, Marietta The Unseen City 149 Hayeraft, Margaret Be patient 559 Hazard, Caroline Fallow ground 862 Hearn, Mrs. Marianne Faen- ingham A boy's hymn 655 A summons to service 426 He hath borne our griefs 858 Lost names 345 Nearer to Thee 293 The last hymn 862 The morning psalm 618 Thou hast made Summer 36 Waiting and watching for me . . . 151 Heath, Addie E. Dedicated to 672 Heath, Mrs. Clara B. Christ the Helper 212 God is Love. (By per) 32 Love Divine 120 Hemans,Mrs. Felecia Dorothea A Dirge 631 Evening Prayer to the Virgin ... 68 Father, who in the olive shade . . 637 Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers. . 750 Lowly and solemn be 173 Memoria 637 Night hymn at sea 72 O Thou before whose radiant shrine 131 Song of Emigration 751 The hour of prayer * 130 The messenger bird 165 Heney, Miss Maey Miriam * 826 Henry, Mrs. S. M. I. Be still and know that I am God. 101 Christ's cup 465 Dedication Hymn * 473 Father, we come to Thee 243 Father, whose love divine 293 Hymn for a flag raising 758 Look to the Cross 276 My shells 717 Only in part 620 Rise! Temple, Rise! 474 The coming of the Sabbath 37 The Day of Emancipation 759 The Harp of the Sea 763 The Temperance Doxology 474 Worship, or God in nature 801 Herbeet, Annie We shall know * 105 When they go silently 170 Hernaman, Olaudia'F. Christmas Hymn 81 Hewitt, Mary Stratton Inconsistency 835 "H. H." (See Jackson) Hickox, Eliza M. What if ? 580 Hinsdale, Mrs. G. W. An open door 175 Complete in Him 183 Hitchcock, Mrs. J. Oppressed by sin 522 Hobart, Mrs. Saeah D. Alone 833 Knighted 746 Hodge, Mrs. M. E. Home protection hymn 481 Hogaeth, Mrs. Give them now 821 Never grow old 783 HOLBEOOK, FLOEENCE M. Abraham Lincoln 760 "Holm Saxe." Draxy's Hymn 882 The Love of God 678 HOLDEN, MAEIETTA Trusting 471 Holmes, Gracie In Memoriam * 709 Holyoke, Maria B. The Singer's Apology 853 Hooker, Hon. J. The Women Founders of New England * 750 Horr, Grace H. Where are we drifting? 512 Hopkins, F. E. (For little Goldie.) A smile from Heaven * 709 Hopkins, Louisa Parsons Consolation 713 Easter Lilies 190 Elohim * 27 Faith 672 Hymn of motherhood 672 My nursling 673 Nasturtiums 772 The Hail Mary 672 The lullaby. . 695 The tender love of God 110 Witness of the Spirit 296 Woman's Work 829 Hotchkiss, Miss Ella A. (Hazel Wylde.) Charity 218 Doxology 279 Easter Day 194 God's Promises 531 His Name be praised * 37 Pearls and Diamonds 218 Supplication 130 The Saviour's Cross 185 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Housh, Mes. Esther T. Comradeship 627 Sunset 883 The Alpine Flower. 823 The angel whisper 675 The Banner and the Cross 626 Will God know me when 683 Woman' s Golden Hour 628 Howard, Mrs. Anna Holyoke Alone 247 A new day 274 By and by 320 Christ stilling the tempest 211 Create in me a clean heart, O. . .. 305 Dear Saviour, help us 134 I sleep, but my heart waketh 217 It is I, be not afraid 66 Lo ! I am with you al way 549 Ministering Spirits 395 Not alone 612 No more pain 637 Rejoice! rejoice, believer! 222 Teach me Thy way 86 The sure Refuge * 548 The way of the Cross 395 Trust and rest 245 Trust and wait 463 Wait on the Lord 451 Howard, Caroline A. Vale! 162 Howard, Hattie. Day of Rest 39 Howe, Mrs. Caroline Dana. Author of "Ashes for Flame." Angels broke the seal 403 Hymn of rejoicing 530 In the day of trouble * 547 The one Life * 847 Howe, Julia Ward Battle Hymn of the Republic *. . 758 Our Country 755 Our Orders 755 The mystery of life 103 Howitt, Mary Christmas Carol 459 Rejoicing in Heaven 175 Hubbell, Miss Mary Death * 175 Hull, Amelia M. There is life for a look 180 Hundley, Mrs. E. D. The sword of the Lord and of Gideon 487 Hungary, Mary (Queen of.) A prayer 213 Hudson, Mrs. See Clemmer, Mary. Hunt, Helen "H. H." See "Jackson." Hunt, Mrs. Anna Sargent Doubling the mission dollar 346 Hunter, Elinor A. Christ's patience 575 My lesson 779 Hunting, Maria The fountain of life 510 Huntington, Lady Selina The last beam* 72 When Thou, my righteous Judge 254 Hyde, Mrs. Ann Bradley Gospel invitation 511 Love Divine 113 They are thine 87 Holliday, Miss G. Y. (Missionary to Persia.) As I have loved you * 374 Oh, take me nearer to Him 369 H , Margaret Night bringeth counsel 613 Ingelow, Miss Jean Comfort in the night * 874 Seven times six * 719 Seven times seven 720 Jackson. Mrs. Helen Hunt A blind spinner 809 Falter who may 612 My legacy 808 Not as I will 466 Onlyabit of lace 801 The victor of patience * 809 The penny ye meant to gi'e 334 James. Maria Good Friday * 188 James, Mrs. Mary D. Consecration 470 Count the mercies 232 My all for Jesus 292 Jeffery, Mrs. Isadore Gilbert Behold he prayeth 814 Blight and bloom 576 Dei Gratia 196 God's discipline 238 Harvest Song 58 Hidden paths 855 In peace 767 Set apart 824 Show me the Father 513 Siste Viator 67 Sympathy 217 The Old and the New 802 Thy will be done* 133 Jennings, Alice C. Counsel 614 Spilt water * 605 The bitter waters sweetened 577 The first inspiration of Columbus 570 Twelve years of silence 858 Jewett, Mrs. C. An old picture 730 Jones, Maria W. A woman's hand 623 For others' sake 625 Jones, Mrs. Harriet It is I ; be not afraid 241 Johnson, Mrs. Elizabeth The Rock that is higher 549 Johnson, Hannah More Other sheep I have 350 The disciple's privilege 344 Comfort 871 Johnson, Mrs. James Gibson Wife of Congregational minister, New London, Conn. Come 526 Johnson, Mrs. Kate H. (Mrs. Dr. Herrick J.) Faultless 505 In the night 164 In the name of God we will setup our banners 314 In vision 485 Life — a problem 101 Our Bethlehem 434 The bride's outfit 355 The whole wide world for Jesus. 279 The heavenly secret 362 Thine eyes shall see the King in His beauty 434 Two cities * , • 148 The voice in the twilight 736 Johnston, Miss Julia H. (Juniata.) A marginal reading 439 Little things 412 He shall not fail, nor be discour- aged 357 No interest in the mission cause. . 329 Plea for the children 330 Judson, Mrs. Emily Chubbuck (Fanny Forrester.) Immanuel's Praise 399 My bird 675 My mother * '. 384 Judson, Sarah Boardman We part on this green islet * 384 Keene, Mrs. Luther A lesson 437 Kellogg, Mrs. Electa S. Black Hawk's first and last defeat 811 I would not die early 328 The moaning harp * 790 Naomi 857 What is true patriotism? 756 Kemble, Frances Anne Good heart 808 Kennedy, Mrs. M. G. Idols 330 Kepley, Ada H. "Moege Ihr die Erde Leicht Sein" 784 Ode for the Fourth of July * 657 The Golden Wedding 728 Kermode, Tamer Anne As thy day 462 Kesler, Katie L. Go and tell Jesus . . 243 Kidder, Mrs. M. A. (Born 1820.) Christmas Hallelujah 320 Did you think to pray? * 546 Forward 456 Jesus' Jewels 408 Only now and then 655 Saviour of men 129 The Christian's dear Home 394 The Pose of Sharon 411 We shall sleep; but not forever. . 633 Kimball, Miss Harriet McEwen (Born 1S34, New Hampshire.) Easter 197 My Faith 296 Kinney, Miss Elizabeth C. Cry of the Church 128 Desires 523 First Steps 682 Longings 142 Night's canopy over Judea 779 None but Christ 121 Kinsella, Nannie The to-come of the world 767 "Kirk, Eleanor." (Mrs. E. M. Ames.) His Jewels 239 Dead flowers 819 KlRKPATRICK, KATHERINE MAY How shall I bear my pain? 717 The cloud 789 Knapp, Mrs. Joseph Up for Jesus, stand 489 Knowles, Mrs. D. E. Oh, send the Bible 337 Only ask aright 550 Knowles, Mrs. J. H. He has come 535 INDEX OF A UTHORS. Krout, Mary H. The Lark; 869 Lampton, Catherine B. His grief 525 Landon, Mrs. D. Am I mv brother's keeper? 603 With healing in His wings 301 Landon, Letitia Elizabeth (Mrs. Madeau. ) ( Born in Chelsea, Eng. 1802; died, 1S38.) Benares * 804 Landon, Mrs. Jddge. A song of hope 803 Larcom, Miss Lucy Children's Easter 199 My cup runneth over 544 Sketch of lif?., with selections *'. . 813 From the mountain top 813 Larkin, Elizabeth T. The march of the Sixty Thousand 589 Lathburt, Miss Mary A. Aspiration 779 Arise and shine 316 Used by per. Messrs. Church & Co., Cin. By Galilee 281 (By per. Dr. J. H. Vincent.) Day is dying 73 (By permission.) In shadow 247 Open the gates ; 667 Eesurrection . 187 The living word * 93 The prodigal 513 Waiting 139 With hooks 104 Lathrop, Rev. Mary T. James A. Garfield 762 Latimer. L. M. Crown Him Lord of all * 382 Best 232 Laws, Mrs. Cornie W. Six little feet on the fender 730 Lawson, Elizabeth A. Our beacon hymn 478 Our banner hymn 456 Lazarus, Emma The new Colossus 625 Leavitt, Mrs. Mary A. Crusade rallying song 487 Echoes from Mt. Olivet 370 Elisha at Dothan * US Giving and growing 425 October 57 Eefuge 206 Sad, benighted souls 379 Ten years ago 643 Work and workers 431 Le Baron, Mrs. Marie Faith needs no chart 445 A-Christmas song 586 Lee, Orena O Thou who hearest 120 Leeson, Miss Jane E. Gracious Saviour 89 The tender Shepherd 700 Leigh, Josie The Church 444 Leslie, Mary Gathering home* 638 Lewis, Mrs. H. J. A benediction . . 281 Lewis, Mrs. V. K. Are the children safe? 711 Lindsay, Miss M. See Mrs. J. W. Bliss. Lindsay, Mrs. L. A. The beautiful laud* 158 I will meet thee 161 Libby, Annie M. Her gifts 627 Lippincott, Sarah J. (Grace Greenwood.) The army of reform . . 751 The story of some bells * 859 Litchfield, Grace Denio Sympathy 683 Loomis, Mrs. E. S. Eaton Via Crucis 538 Loud. Mrs. Marguerite St. Leon. Jesus wept * 171 Ludlum, Miss J. K. Only a bird's nest 605 Luke, Mrs. Jemima Thompson The sweet story of old 91 Lynch, Miss Anne Charlotte The wounded vulture * 562 Wasted fountains 607 Lyons, Edith Eddy As little children 686 L . J. Work in the Zenana 275 Maternal Meetings. Within these walls 473 Lord, behold us ! 473 M , B. Charge and encourage them 366 Over against the treasury 376 "Mabel." (Sedgewick. Kas. ) 1 bless Thee, Master! 58 With one accord 443 Mace, Mrs. Frances Laughton A vigil 781 Behold ! I am alive f orevermore . 329 Only waiting * 139 Wait, children, wait 389 Mackay, Mrs. Margaret Asleep in Jesus 170 Mackenzie, Helen Mar. Home protection 477 To Mrs. Lucy Webb Hayes 625 Macritchie. Margaret Scott The tapestry workers 357 Maitland, Miss F. F. Oft in sorrow, oft in woe. 400 Maitland, Mrs. M. A. Wait till I get rich 687 Manson, Annie D. The cup of the Lord 669 Marcy, Mrs. E. E. De profundis 238 Harvest home 54 Self 616 Temperance hymn 514 Mareau, Emma E. High upon the cross 278 Marian. The dark shall be made light 777 Marshall, Maria A. Work, not rest 431 Mar, Helen See "Mackenzie." Mason, Della M. First and last 589 Mason, Marie Merry Christmas bells 77 Ring, merry, merry bells 74 Mason, Miss Mary J. I give myself to Thee 2S7 Masters, Mary Religion 230 Matheson, A. A song for women 804 Matthews, Mrs. Elizabeth A. Palmer All along life's journey 711 Awakening 862 Comfort at baby's grave 718 Consecrated money * 366 In His keeping 720 Opening hymn 451 The ghost of Christmas past 703 "Maud." See Anna Share. Maude, Mrs. Mary F. Thine forever 85 Maxson, Mrs. E. Christian joys 400 May, Delia Go work in my Vineyard 401 May, Julia H. Changed 781 "Mayflower." Fleeting moments 437 Mayo, Sarah C. Edgarton Be firm 492 Mayo, Mrs. E. A. Memories : the first fire 786 Mayo, Miss Edith A. The life of Christ 358 Mayo, Mrs. Walter L. The day breaketh 353 The resurrection flower 356 McAndrew, Mrs. Barbara Miller Coming 255 The Master is so fair 194 McAfferty, Ella A song of thanksgiving. (By per.) 660 Faithful, O Lord 291 Go speak in tongues of flame 267 O Lord, how bounteous 277 Waiting at the Lord's command. 289 McAuley, Belle G. Bear thy cross cheerfully 465 Trusting, my cross I bear 469 McCartee, Mrs. Jessie T. How beautiful is sleep . . 744 The stream in the desert 114 The heavenly song * 95 McClure, Mrs. M."B. The rainbow 666 McIntosh, Carrie Earth and heaven 503 McKeever, Abbie C. Free grace 273 McLanathan, Mary L. Good Friday 192 McLeod, Mrs. Georgia Hulse Among shadows * 599 A palm branch 585 Are the boys safe to-night? 589 Do something 588 Empty cradles 706 Our liege lady 622 Temperance application of "The Blue and the Gray." 565 From "Southern Gleanings" 345 Wrecked 45 K WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. McNair, Mrs. W. W. Home mission hymn 407 McNeill, Kate Antipas 101 McVean, Mrs. L. G. Easter concert exercise 32S Oh ! that the toilers might hear . 331 The rumseller's remorse 642 Meigs, Mrs. M. N. There's a wonderful tree 412 Mercur, Mrs. Annie H. Christmas carol No. 1 * 7S Christmas carol No. 2 78 Old, ever new sweet story 75 Perfect trust 530 The mission of the Magi 80 Meredith, Julia Abide with me 213 At evening time 572 Merrick, Mrs. Caroline E. God knoweth best 400 Meriwether, Mrs. Lide She sails by the stars 607 Meters, Mrs. See Lucy J. Rider, in music index. Miles, Mrs. Sarah E. Appleton Looking unto Jesus *. - 119 The hour of darkness. 248 Thou, God, seest me 53 Millard, Lydia M. A grape 653 (A riddle from the Swedish.) Miller, Mrs. Emily Huntington At the King's gate 367 Because He loved me so 87 Land of the blessed. 159 My sood for nothing 697 Our trust 491 The baby's christening 694 The corner-stone 44 The earthly and heavenly temple * 34 Miller, Mrs. W. L. Christmas morn 77 Milligan, Miss Alice W. A pen for the Master's use 373 Mills, Abbie Are you ready? 154 Mills," Mrs. Elizabeth We'll work till Jesus comes 406 What must it be to be there?. ... 157 Mills, Mrs. L. S. Cast anchor and wait for the day. 463 Mitchell. Alice S. Tread softly 76S Mitchell, Lulu W. Christmas 587 Mitchell, Mrs. Agnes E. Bethany 65 Mitford, Miss Mary Russell Rienzi's Address to the Romans. 760 Monticello, Belle Onward 545 Moore, Augusta Invocation 222 Moore, Ella Maud Rock of Ages 780 Moore, Rachel E. Evening prayer 67 More, Hannah And what is death? * 776 The love of God 400 Mosher, Minnie He careth for you 821 Moulton, Annie K. Faithfully endure 407 Moulton, Louise Chandler The strength of the hills 876 We lay us down to sleep * 876 Mow att, Anna Cora Mary's charm 880 Mulock, Dinah Maria (Mrs. Craik. ) A hero's death 787 Douglass 793 Now and afterwards 633 Philip, my king * 676 (Written 1851, for the christening of Philip Bourke Marston, London. ) The river shore 154 The sower 579 The unknown country 152 Mumford, Miss Angelina S. Cheerful content * 810 Murch, Mrs. J. V. Christ loveth them that fall 674 Murry. Charlotte Workers together 431 Murray, Ellen Ccelo et Terra 420 Gordon 759 Pray for one another 428 Rise and build 474 Talitha Cumi 43S The little ones 414 "Myra." Bridge building 348 N , MissL. V. River of peace 235 Nairne, Lady Caroline Born 1776, in Perth, Scotland. Died 1S45. The land o' the Leal 778 Would ye be young again? * 855 Nason, Emma H. Off for Boy-land 698 Nassau, Miss Isabella A plea for Africa 376 Ordered in all things 554 Nate, Mrs. Mary L. Temperance rally 478 Newbury, Fanny E. An Easter song 92 Easter morning 92, 199 Newcombe, Lydia Labor and trust 388 Newell, Mrs. L. L. I have redeemed thee; thou art mine 274 She hath wrought a good work . . 288 Jesus said "Ye are the light of the world." 340 Nicholson, Mrs. E. J. ("Pearl Rivers.") The good Samaritan 556 North, Cordelia B. Alaska 428 Norton, Emma R. Liberty 650 Norton, Hon. Mrs. Caroline E. S. God's Angels 851 To the Duchess of Sutherland * . 856 Nunn, Miss Marianne Oh! how he loves! 120 Oakey, Miss Emily S. Sowing the seed. (1850) 512 Oden, Kate R. Faith in Jesus 581 Fight on, brave heart 605 Follow thou me 405 Forgiveness 273 Ogsbury, Mrs. J. A. Fight for prohibition 481 God bless our temperance band. . 663 Oliver, Miss Ellen A message 107 Let me go * 141 Let him alone 511 Prayer of the wanderer * 124 Tell of Jesus 318 Tired 525 True service ' 540 Oliver, Rev. Anna The cross * 84 Trust 213 Opie, Mrs. Amelia All Thy works praise Thee 29 On the death of a mother 174 On the sea shore * 846 Orendorf, Mrs. Emma E. A foe in the land 497 Bring flowers * 775 Children's decoration hymn 661 Cold water army song 661 Mustering the boys 644 W. C. T. U 630 Osgood, Mrs. Frances Sargent Slander* S04 Owens, Miss Priscilla J. Busy gleaners 411 Gems for His crown 410 Heralds of Zion 381 Jesus first 318 Jesus saves 268 Sing of His love 337 'Tis harvest time 271 Many of the hymns of Miss Owens belong to J. J Hood & Co , and other publishers, and cannot be used without ber permission, or theirs. P , E. C. From our sisters comes the wail. 259 Page, Mrs. M. O. Faith 392 Go bring the Gospel of His Son. . 475 I am but a little lamb 417 Is it far, do you think, to the Saviour? 516 I've a joy in my heart 536 I've no abiding place 307 Jesus, take me in 519 The banner of the ( Jross 314 The voice of Jesus calling 504 Tried and proved 397 What is my idol? 517 Palmer, Elizabeth A. See "Matthews." Palmer, Mrs. Phoebe Beautiful hour 541 Blessed Bible 495 Jesus comes 251 Oh ! sing to the Lord 262 The cleansing wave 519 The revelation * 494 Welcome to glory * 306 Parker, Mrs. C. A. Home missionary hyinn 430 Parker, Sophia Be near me 242 Parkhill, Neva A. *Father, take my hand 503 *Lord, we would draw near 460 INDEX OF AUTHORS. *Sof tly the daylight fades 164 *Used by permission. Pabnell, Fanny (Died 1884.) Peter's dream 877 "Paulina." See Mrs. S. T. Griswold. (Her hymns are used by per.) Pearce, Mattie E. Consecration 618 Peck, Ellen O. Ring Freedom^ bells ! 765 "Percy, Florence" (Mrs. Allan.) After many days 462 Little feet 684 Lost treasures 57S Rock me to sleep, mother * 726 Peirson, Eliza O. Light on the hills 572 Pierson, Mrs. Lydia Jane Sing on 848 The Bride of Heaven 722 Pennefeatiier, Mrs. Catherine Not now, my child 141 Used by permission. Perkins, Aura In convention 555 Perkins, Mrs. Sarah M. Our Strength and Guide 31 Perry, Mrs. Carlotta Led by the star 423 No death 779 Our Easter 578 The test 604 The unbidden guest 839 The work of our hands 443 Perry, Mrs. Susan T. Our mother's sampler 729 Perry, Nora (Born in Providence, R. I., resides in Boston.) Wendell Phillips 873 Peters, Mrs. Mary Bowley Wife of Rev. John Me William All will be well 211, 532 Blessed Lord, our souls are long- ing 253 Phelps, Elizabeth Stuabt Lava 802 On the bridge of sighs 796 The difference * 471 Phelps, Mrs. L. H. A prayer 138 Phelps, Mrs. Mary Ashmun Lines to a young lady on her twenty-first birthday 745 Phillips, Miss Harriet C^ecilia (Born 1806, resides in Danbury, Conn.) Grateful praise 93 Piatt, Mrs. S. M. B. Hail to the son of David 401 The gift of tears 786 PlKRCY, JKNET Always do right 667 Pigott, Jean Sophia A royal service 583 Take thine own way 115 Pitt, Emma (Publisher of "Gospel Light," Baltimore.) And the light shineth in darkness 387 Hear our prayer 393 I can always trust in Jesus 204 I have friends across the river . . 146 I heard a mother singing 694 I'll work for Jesus..' 496 Sound the praise of Jesus 258 The tender Shepherd 82 The unseen hand 201 Emma Pitt's hymns and music are copyrighted, and cannot be used without permission. Pollard, Josephine Outside the gate 182 The price of a drink 652 We'll help the cause along 490 What have I done? 467 Pollard, Mrs. Myra A Turkish tradition 607 Pool, Bertha Scranton An Easter liiy 199 Poole, Mrs. Hester M. The earth 412 The temple * 233 Pope, Mrs. Frances E. The Christian's hymn 226 Post, Mrs. Carrie Lathrop God's promises 400 Good-bye offerings to Missionaries 3S2S Guardian angels 170 Jehovah's dwelling place 28 May day, 1884 S51 Prayer for forgiveness and ac- ceptance 126 Sing with glee 321 Thanksgiving 55 The Kins in His beauty 159 The Lord's supper 96 The rock 863 The Storm King's lesson 853 They call me 143 Power, Harriet I will give you rest 465 POWERSCOURT, LADY Affliction 244 Pratt, Sarah Wilder Victor Hugo ' 849 Watching love 84 Prentiss,- Mrs. Elizabeth P. Closer to me 110 More love to Thee, O Christ * . . 298 My gift 70S Oh, come to Christ 110 The mystery of life in Christ *. . 103 The time is short 619 Prescott, Mary A. What do we bring? 421 Preston, Mrs. Annie A. The widow's dove 464 Preston, Mrs. Margaret J. A bird's ministry 336 Broidery work ■ 344 Counting the pennies 332 Far or near 345 For love's sake 372 In the shadow 3S7 Open immediately 71 Sanctum Sanctorum 183 Save the other man 816 Simon's question 441 Talitha Cumi 363 The everlasting yea The first Thanksgiving day. The four rupees The leopard cubs The wick of straw Ultima Thule * Until the end What claim have I? Willie Wee's grace World sickness Price, Mrs. Anna L. My mistakes , Price, Mrs. Laura Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief Priest, Miss Nancie Amelia (Mrs. Wakefield, born in Royalston, Yt., 1836.) Beyond these chilling winds Over the river * Shall we know each other there?. Prince, Sarah O. Mother, home and heaven Procter, Miss Adelaide Anne A lost chord I A first sorrow Cleansing fires Evening hymn Judgment Maximus Old folks Our dead Per Pacem ad Lucein Sowing and reaping The sure return Will he come? Proctor, Edna D. I cannot lose Puffer, Mrs. Emma L. A. One Seed Putnam, Mrs. C. H. Sound the loud anthem Pyper, Mary Let me go Quinton, Mrs. Amelia Swanson A spring song I must pray R , Mrs. A. E. N. Only a girl Radcliffe, Annie M. D. Deai- ones, angel-crowned Radcliffe, Mrs. L. L. There is light beyond the hills . . Rand, Miss Marion H. Sympathy * Rains, Helen A. The summer night Ray, Cordelia Lincoln the emancipator Rayne, Mrs. M. L. Brave Kate Shelley * Reasoner, Catherine M. Waiting Reed, Mrs. C E. A Knell Reese, Mary B. On the shoals Requa, Mrs. Harriet Warner From a poem on Gordon In His footsteps Reynolds, Charlotte Night-fall Rice, Mrs. Caroline L. Sunday-school anniversary Rice, Mrs. Helen G. Thy Kingdom Come Rice, Nellie G. Thy will be done Wishing and praying * Rich, Helen The robin's funeral 554 674 523 150 148 173 240 249 66 831 845 746 163 128 492 163 8S1 614 276 632 S72 678 162 156 849 S51 761 S25 140 652 25S WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Richards, Laura E. My tree 705 Richardson, Charlotte Comfort in the promises 118 Richmond, Mrs. E. Y. The edicts of the century 797 Richard, Mrs. E. A. Thoughts on baby's hand 687 Rider, Lucy J. (Mrs. Myers.) (Celebrated infant-class teacher in Chicago. ) Beautiful morning 193 I was lost, a little lamb 668 Lord's day song 39 Singing as we journey . 665 RlTTENHOUSE, LAURA J. One more ■ 5S8 "Rivers, Pearl," (See Mrs. Nicholson.) Roberts, Mary P. At last 430 Robinson, Harriet H. Myriad voices 483 Rose, Belle When my ship comes in 811 Rosencrans, Sarah A. The passing years 744 Rosseau, Marie The sparrows 421 Rounds, Mits. Louise S. (State evangelist, 111., W. C. T. U.) From His heart 713 Rowe, Elizabeth To Thee, O God, my prayer as- cends 115 Rowland, Mary H. The Christmas tree 706 Afterward 209 Rox, Margaret The rift 819 Rouch, Mrs. Martha In memoriam 728 Runnels, Fanny Huntington A sunset thought 873 At Elberon 761 To a friend on his marriage morn. 747 Russing, M. Louise His promises 224 Ruth, Anna L. Little Steenie 685 Sadd, Mrs. J. M. The wind-swept harp 863 Sapford, Mrs. Frances A. He giveth His beloved sleep 161 Sanborn, Flora A. Following the cloud 562 Sanford, Laura Guide us to-day 456 Sangster, Mrs. Margaret E. Are the children home? * 732 Coming nearer .'. 156 Dear little heads in the pew 92 Easter 195 Moth-eaten 442 Palient with the living 567 The Crown of Glory 540 The river 617 Wayfarers ... 747 Wild weather outside 737 Within the veil 146 Sawyer, Harriet A. King Alcohol's soliloquy 592 Saxon, Elizabeth L. The yet to be 627 Saxon, Isabella A. Martyrdom 619 Scammell, Miss A. G. Our failures; His successes 613 The lightened burden 232 SCHWARZBURG, AMELIA JULIANA (Countess of) Hope in death . 208 Scott, Elizabeth Consecration 300 God of my life 31 Thy penetrating eye 52 Unsearchableness 101 Scott, Mrs. Clara H. Oh ! when shall I be free? 386 Sweet words of Jesus 88 Scott, Mrs. Julia A. My child * 716 Searing, Mrs. Laura Redden ("Howard Glyndon.") At eventide 543 The two ( Crosses * 824 Sells, Mrs. Miles A pastor's work 45 Serviss, Mrs. C. Poem for Mission reading. ...... 335 Servoss, Miss M. E. All the way home 221 Children of light 273 Daughters of Columbia. 48S Dearer than Heaven 253 For liberty 755 He careth 215 Helping by prayer 410 He will hide me * 215 How long 573 In the valley of peace 772 Land of Liberty 490 Patiently enduring 248 Promised land of Glory 157 Redemption morning 264 Salvation morning 265 Shall rum or righteousness rule?. 478 Shepherd dear 417 Singing on the way 222 Sweet rest 235 Swell the battle-cry 484 Temperance bells 495 Temperance light 451 The Christ child 422 The gladsome tidings 267 The inverted glass 500 The Lord will appear 253 The new song 38 The portals of light 192 The star of hope 491 The ship Intemperance 493 The Word Divine 512 Tremble, King Alcohol f 647 Waiting for the King 28S Waiting for Jesus 410 What cheer? 393 What she could 477 Women of our country * 450 Why should we be discouraged? . 268 Severine, Margaret Mentone 364 Sewall, Harriet W. Why thus longing? 576 Shacklock, Mrs. C. L. At the threshold 505 Lift me higher * 226 Share, Anna (Died 1883.) Sweet Sabbath day of peace 38 t Unto the 3hining kills, 147. Sharpe, Mrs. M. E. My sheep hear my voice 84 Shaw, Mrs. Ellen P. [n€e Havergal. ) I love my Master 289 Thoughts the night before going home after a long absence. . . S32 Shaw, Miss Frances A. Heroes 619 The bridal gifts S27 Shekleton, Mary It passeth knowledge 101 Shepherd, Anne Houlditch Around the throne of God in heaven 90 Shepherd, Hattie Hear the vow we make. .. .' 533 Sherman, Eliza M. (Broad head, Wis.) Art thou waiting? 273 Joyfully with glad hosannas 470 Joyfully ring out the tidings 99 The cry of 1 he penitent 523 The love of Jesus 2!!7 There's a city bright and golden. 638 Sherman, Miss Selina The Missionary 3S2 Sherwood, Kate Brownlee Andersonville on Memorial Day. 773 God keep us all from envy 850 Priscilla, Aquilla, and Paul 300 Shields, Miss Sarah P. God's building 385 Shipley, Mrs. S. R. The royal bridegroom 177 Shipton, Anna Call them in 397 The last journey 746 The vigil * 741 Shoup, Mrs. God's roses 354 I. The famine ... 354 II. The miracle 354 III. God's roses 355 Sigourney, Mrs. Lydia Huntley Active effort 403 Blest Comforter Divine 122 (Abridged. Written 1834.) Communion , . . 94 Go to thy rest 162 Onward, onward, men of heaven! 381 Parting song 50 The first missionary 349 The little hand 675 The prodigal's return 524 Transformation 786 True prayer * 30 Trust in God 205 When adverse winds and waves arise 3S9 Sill, Kate Y. Regret 556 Simpson, Mrs. Jane Cross Bell Crossing the sea 381 To a young friend 577 Simpson, Mrs. Bishop Passing away 776 Skinner, Mrs. Edward L. God's light and shadows 799 Slade, Miss Mariana B. Gathering home 170 Slade, Mrs. M. B. C. (See page 709. ) A birthday tribute 697 His banner over me was love .... 419 INDEX OF AUTHORS. Looking for the kingdom 462 Memorial offerings 418 Our teacher gone home 161 Penitence 523 The summerland of bliss 632 The trees of the Bible 343 Welcome to a pastor 45 What will you give? 335 Where shall the children find Jesus? 415 Sleight, Mary B. Eight o'clock 702 Recitation for children's day 418 Take my hand . . 683 The slighter! guest 869 Unhindered 835 Slink, Sarah God with us 262 Immanuel 32 Sloane, Miss E. McG. The trreat conflict 48.3 Our battle cry 486 Smith, Mrs. Albert See May Riley Smith. Smith, Miss Annie Lenthal A man of sorrows ard acquainted with grief 231 At evening time it shall be light. 160 Daybreak' 8S0 For Jesus' sake 231 I would draw nigh 35 Jubilee Poem 429 Light! Love! Life! 159 Many things are growing clear. . . 104 Won Oranis Moriar. . 761 Silence 210 Temperance sonnet 599 The children's song 43 The peace of the mountains 876 Two hundred years * 43 Smith, Mrs. Caroline L. My home ■ 744 Tarry with me 584 Smith, Miss Charlotte Augusta Tyre 361 Smith, Mrs. Clara The temperance wave 480 Smith, Mrs. Elizabeth Oakes At the Cross 240 Charity in despair of justice* 880 Unprofitable servants 317 Smith, Emeline Sherman Could we but know 575 Smith, Mrs. George Clinton (n€e Eva F. Munson.) Autumn festival hymn 57 Children's home protection song. 664 Consecration hymn 469 Consecration 282 From Persia's plains 301 Home protection i3 the watchword 479 In Memoriam 785 I will not leave you comfortless. . 633 Join the Home Protection Army. 608 Lullaby 690 Oh, come and sign the pledge to- night 498 Onward, Christian soldiers 214 Persia 370 The last command 340 Smith, Mrs. G. Nelson Binding sheaves 429 Smith, Miss Irene H. One of the most active temper- ance workers of to-day, 1888, Quincy, 111. Golden stairs Smith, Isadore C. My cross Smith, Lanta Wilson (Parker, Dak.) Message of Salvation Service Trust Smith, Miss Lizzie Campbell Easter hymn Good cheer for Christmas Smith, Louise R. Ned's suggestion Smith, Mrs. M. J. Cling to the Bible The beautiful city The treasures of earth We'll go home, by and by Will there be a robe for ine? Smith, Mrs. Mattie Pearson A child's psalm Always ready Captain "No" Entire consecration Go forth to battle Invocation Is rum to be king? Little children, pray Pray without ceasing When we are old enough to vote (By permission D. C. Cook.) Why?* Smith, Mrs. May Riley Compensation His name shall be in their fore- heads If we knew In prison Tired mothers * To my mother Smith, Mrs. Sarah Louisa P. I would never kneel The fall of Warsaw * Snell, Eliza. Carroll A tale of long ago Snell, Mrs. Jennie F. Sweet incense of prayer* The Christian armor The beautiful gate Who shall roll the stone away? . . Snodgrass, Margaret W. (Mrs. Rev. Frazier. Lake Forest, 111. Cheery be Faithful in little things Jesus Christ shall come again . . . Under the shadow of Thy wings * Snow, Sophia R. Annie's and Willie's prayer Southey, Mrs. Caroline B. Calvary * Life and death Mariner's hymn Sanctified afflici ions The infant's removal Spalding, Susan Marr Dear hands Spaulding, Mrs. Anna Marie He's coming Prayer * The rings of hair Spear, Jennie The scholar and the echo 666 Spear, Urina B. Hands 849 Spencer, Mrs. S. W. De/ir little hands 707 "Speranza." See Mrs. E. R. Wilde. Spofford, Harriet Prescott. At Christmas tide * 794 What is that last dread breath, to die?* 161 Springer, Mrs. Rebecca Rutter Waiting 3S5 Sproat, Miss Eliza L. The mother and child * 743 The prisoner's child 5S2 Spurgeon, Maude The sweetest song 109 Spurlock, Phoebe Oh! see them now marching! .... 409 Stansbury, Mary A. P. Altar lilies * 798 Aspiration 1 33 David Holloway , 586 How he saved St. Michael's 870 Signals 559 Starkweather, Amelia M. Our nation : 564 Starrett, Helen E. Silver wedding of Rev. and Mrs. F. B. Doe 727 The hyacinth 837 Starrett, Susan C. Three times the same words 539 Steele. Miss Anne Adoption 132 Awake, awake the sacred song *. 27 Christ, all in all 116 Christian warfare 530 Christ's Intercession 189 Come, thou desire of all Thy saints 99 Come, weary souls 1 09-C02 Comfort in bereavement 630 Constancy of Christ 123 Coronation 28 Divine compassion 225 Eternity 134 Gratitude 31 Heavenly aspirations 1 14 Heaven on earth 29 His witnesses 35 " Humble devotion * 298 Immortal mind Ill Invitation 108 More like Jesus 2^1 Penitence 1 13 Prayer for forgiveness 524 Prayer for purity 524 Preparation for heaven 219 Providence 104 Refuge 123 Renouncing the world 116 Resignation 116 Safe in Thy care 72 Spring 33 The mercy-seat 131 The name 121 The sacred Word 33 The wounds of sin 178 Where Jesus reigns 33 Steele, Mrs. Harriet B. Children's hymn 91 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. His love 33 Stockton, Mrs. M. Wondrous love ISO Stone, Miss M. K. A. A good-night prayer 700 A lullaby 695 Storks, Miss Ellen M. (DiedlS85.) God helping me 500 Head of I he church * 95 The heart upon the throne 567 Stowe, Mrs. Harriet Beecher Abide in ine and I in you * 117 Knocking, knocking, who is there? 107 Mary at the cross 673 Psalm cxxxix 53 Only a year 721 Stoddard, Edith J. Question and answer 5S0 Stkaub, Maria (Chicago, 111.) Do His will '. 548 Christ healeth me 510 Our country 756 Street, Mrs. J. Oh! speak to me, dear Jesus 534 Strong, Miss Independence ode 754 Stuart, Fannie Eeconciliation 242 Stuart, Mary (Queen of Scots. ) A prayer * 817 St. George, Cassie Wrecks 593 Stuxtz, Mrs. L. E. R. Rejoice, ye saints 211 Sweet, Miss Ada C. The garden * 727 Taft, Maria L. Praise to Him who huilt the hills. 66S Tatum, Elizabeth L. The boy who saved his country. . 656 Taylor, Miss E. Come to the house of prayer 174 Taylor. Mrs. Frank Trust 206 Taylor, Miss Georgiana M. A daily desire * 90 A heart melody 207 Closer to Thee 2112 Communion 1 00 For Jesus' sake * 297 Oh! to be nothing! 279 Onward 390 Ready 251 Ruth, or the satisfied soul 444 Speak, Lord, for Thy servant. . . 301 The path of Faith 202 The messenger 443 Wilderness rest 230 Taylor, Miss Ida Scott Christmas bells 81 Christmas sounds 80 Crossing the river Time 631 Easter-tide 1S8 Forsake me not 246 Our heritage * 806 Take my hand 134 The burden of the bells 79 The Gospel light 259 The river of song 160 Taylor, Miss Jane ( See page 134. ) Far from mortal cares 226 Practical devotion 401 The hay -fields 56 Tay*lor, Mrs. L. S. Easter 196 Teare, Miss Clara Satisfied 537 Teresa. Santa For a bible or album 82S Terhune, Mrs. Mary Virginia Hawes. ( "Marion Harland. " ) A sunset prophecy 852 Thaliieimer, Miss M. Elsie My Shepherd 86 | Thaxter, Mrs. Celia The sunrise never failed us yet. . . 617 Thayer, Miss Julia A. My peace 230 Our ways S19 The many mansions 153 The mountain apart * 818 Veiled 854 Thompson, Mrs. Bishop (Annie Howe Thompson.) Grow not weary 277 The Master hath need of the reapers 411 Thompson, Julia C. Waiting, and to be satisfied ... ■ 140 Thompson, Miss Ruth C. The fall and the rescue 556 Thorne, Esther An answered prayer 832 Israel's gift and ours 30 With the Master 438 What the music said S44 Thorne, MetaE. B. A father's storv 0*3 Our W. C. T. U. working song . . 431 The children's rallying song 645 Two lives 561 Thornton, Fairlie Will 3 t ou decide for Jesus? 522 Thorpe, Miss Rose Hartwick (Author of "Curfew must not ring to-night.' 7 ) In answer 653 The angels' song 154 Thorpe, Mrs. L. B. Footprints of Jesus 501 Tiirupp, Dorothy Saviour like a shepherd 37 Thurston, Mrs. Laura M. Parting hymn * 333 Tilden, Louise W. Behold the nations kneeling 253 Christmas belis 81 Tilton, Mrs. Lydia H. Home 624 "Le Menu" 611 TlTTERINGTON, MRS. S. BRONSON At nightfall 67 Hymn for missionary workers . . . 263 Toke, Mrs. Emma Thou art gone up on high * 254 Towne, Belle Kellogg (Mrs. T. Martin Towne.) The pendulum of time 595 Thou art my Helper * 820 To the Cold Water Army 646 Wait, little mother 731 We'll work while 'tis day 470 Townley, Mary Seeking for rest 525 Townsley*. Frances E. Seen of God 553 Travers, Ella Mottoes for the New Year 424 Truesdell, Ella A. For thee the pledge I take * 501 Soon the cause of right will tri- umph 480 Tucker, Mary F. Invocation 240 The Old Story 845 Thou 123 Turner, Mrs. Annie It might have been 604 Upham, Louise S. Stepping in father's track 571 Utter, Rebecca Palfrey The king's daughter .< 367 Van Alstyne, Mrs. (Fannie J. Crosby.) All of Mrs. Van Aistyne's hymns are copyrighted, and cannot be used without her consent, or that of Messrs. Biglow & Main, Mrs. J. F. Knapp, Mr. Van Alstyne, Philip Phillips, or some other publisher. If any one has not had proper credit in this vol- ume it has not been through intention on the part of any one. All the way my Saviour leads me. 219 Angels are waiting 337 Blessed assurance 542 Blessed are they that believe 510 Bless this hour of prayer 4j2 Christian reunion 313 Church rallying song 317 Cold water army marching song. 646 Crown of life 221 Do not pass me by 524 Draw me nearer 303 Faith in Christ 296 Faith and grace 296 Gir.l on the armor 4S8 Go bear the joyful tidings 1:63 . God ever near 699 God of mercy 539 I'm walking in the shadow 244 Jesus my all 113 Joy among the angels 668 Joy! Joy! Joy! 222 Keep me Thine 302 Let me lean on Thee... 132 Let us bravely stand 452 Lost, but found 538 Love not the world 116 More like Jesus * 100 Near the cross 304 No book like the Bible 205 O Christian, awake ! 539 One in Christ 318 Our mission field at home 406 Our temperance home 474 Persistent prayer 295 Safe in the arms of Jesus 220 Saved by the blood 1S7 Shout aloud, all ye lands! 317 The better land 152 The Lord is King 315 The polar star 242 The mourning wanderer 514 The world is my parish 272 This year for Jesus 469 Thy name alone can save 180 Three steps of intemperance 591 Toil on 406 To the work 398 Unfurl the banner 293 Watchman on the walls of Zion. . 259 Welcome 662 What wilt Thou have us to do?. . 293 INDEX OF A VTHORS. Will Jesus find us watching? 252 Virginia, A Lady of Pray for the reapers 405 Vogei., Jetty (An English poet.) At the portal 795 Voke, Mrs. Behold the expected time 272 Conversion of the world 264 Hasten, O Lord 260 Preach the Gospel 3S1 Soon may the last glad song arise 204 Von Geumwalt, Lady Jesus, on whom my soul relies * . 122 W , Lulu M. Answered 830 Wakefield, Mrs. A. W. P. See "Priest." Waldo, Elmira R. Ballou The social cup of friendship 573 Walker, Annie L. Work, for the night is coming *. . 410 Walker, Mary Jane Jesus, I will trust Thee 527 Walker, Anna D. Vanity of vanities 145 Ward, Hetta Lord Hayes In all things praise 36 Ward, Lucy L. (Mrs. H. P. Beach.) Coronat 869 For God took her * 394 Ward, Susan Hayes Faith 295 Paraphrase on Isa. VI. 1-8, and Rev. IV 356 The Mount of the Sermon * 46 Whither goest thou? 67 Ward, Mary E. The signal lights 477 Ware, Miss H. S. Anniversary of an ordination. ... 46 An ordination hymn 46 Our welcome 41 Vacation hymn 45 Waring, AnnaLetitia Consecration and resignation. ... 295 Dear Saviour of a dying world . . 269 Have faith in God 468 Mercy before sacrifice 509 My times are in Thy hand * 117 New Year hymn 2t>9 Perfect peace 220 Warner, Miss Anna Bartlett (Author of "The Wide, Wide World.'') Jesus loves me 91 One more day 26S The Crossbearer 543 Warren, Miss Maggie Baby's sweet sleep 694 Washington, Mrs. Lucy H. A strike against alcohol 611 Awakened 643 Crusade song 4S9 Half a century * 41 Judson's grave 384 Our martyred President 761 Prohibition 4S2 The nation's foe 489 The Union signal 642 Waterman, Catherine Harbison (Mrs. Esling, born 1820.) Come unto me when shadows darkly gather 106 (Written in 1839.) "Waters, Minnie." (Mrs. M. A. Kidder.) O, say, shall we meet you all there? 539 Over the river I'm going 176 Webster, Mrs. Mary C. (n€e Grannis. ) (Now Mrs. Rev. James Billings.) All hail, thou arisen! 189 A prayer 548 A return from sea 233 Centennial hymn 316 Charity 217 Entered into rest '. . 162 Intemperance 477 Into the dark 163 Song of the converted blue rib- bon army 544 Sowing and reaping 267 The inebriate 497 Wedgewood, Charlotte Old 873 Weinland, Mrs. M. M. Sing, children, sing 418 Weiss, Mrs. Ever near me 242 Welby, Mrs. Amelia B. The American sword * 753 The presence of God 868 Wellington, Alice My welcome beyond 175 Wells, Grace S. Could we know aiS 806 West, Maria A. A missionary hymn 323 The little builders 326 Wheeler, Ella (Mrs. R. M. Wil- cox, born Windsor, Wis.) A face at the window 721 A picture 863 Art and heart 830 Artist and man 8S1 Come near 389 Faith 205 Gethsemane 853 God's work 616 I bide my time 246 In the long run 578 Let me lean hard 243 Noblesse oblige 838 Plea to science 839 Resolves 663 Rest 874 Show me the way 513 Speak for me, friend * 837 The brewer's dog 658 The engine 823 The Union army (1885) 775 What have we done? S14 Wheeler, Mary Sparks Charge of the rum brigade 591 White, Mrs. F. A. F. Wood At the door of my tent 140 I trust in Thee 527 Only one crossing 15S Receive me to Glory 543 The beautiful land 158 The Lord is King 366 The open gate * 179 We're going home 234 Most of Mrs. Wh ite's hymns are copyrighted, and cannot be used without permission from her pub- lishers. White, Mrs. Fanny Driscoll In patience 875 La Voyageuse * 7S0 White, Mrs, G. W. Sowing seed (351 White, K. R. Oft in sorrow 400 White, Mrs. Sallie J. In twilight 684 Little Margery 702 Whiting, Lilian Birthday impromptu 804 Whitlock, Sylyia A. A sin-sick soul 389 Whitman, Mrs. J. T. Good night, little Nell ! 692 Whitney, Mrs. A. D. T. The heart of the year * 799 I will abide in Thine house 52 Wait for the wings 683 Wilcox, Mrs. Ella Wheeler See Ella Wheeler. Wilde, Mrs. E. R. ("Speranza.") Man's mission * G15 Willard, Mrs. Emma Rocked in the cradle of the deep. 72 Willard, Miss Frances E. 1884* 621 Grant is dead 76$ Willard, Julia S. How the work goes forward 630 Throes and throws 585 Willard, Mrs. Mary B. An arrow in His hand * 466 The whirlwind of the Lord 484 My Christmas kingdom 459 Willard, Mary T. Alone in the house 464 Williams, Mrs. Alice W. Sent from God * 881 Williams, Mrs. Emily Putnam Beyond the rain 718 Christmas eve 73 Come, Lord Jesus 254 Do this in remembrance of me . . 94 Faith 201 For we are laborers together with God 445 Golden hours 455 He careth for you 225 How long? . . .' 487 Jesus is glorified 219 Lowly labor 455 Mary's offering 287 Motherhood * 676 Oh ! haste the day . 456-480 Prayer for grace and mercy 132 Resignation 248 Sabbath home . 495 Signs of the times 453 Simeon and the child of Jesus. . . 377 Soliloquy of a drunkard's mother 598 Stretch forth thy hand 321 The dark valley 248 The drunkard's wife and daughter 660 Then 37s Weep not for me 100 Whom not having seen, ye yet love 201 Waiting 140 Youthful love 87 Williams, Miss Helen R. Providence 204 Williams, Marie B. See 'Kate Cameron." WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Williamson, Mrs. E. E. An Easter offering 190 Willis, Miss Ellen H. I left it all with Jesus 201 Willis, Rkbekah The voice of the money 333 YVillson, Mrs. M. E. Glad Tidings * 508 AVilmans. Helen I will arise and stand 514 Wilson, Mrs. D. Dedication to the Lord 468 Wilson, Mrs. E. His mother's songs 756 Wilson, Mrs. E. A. Face to face 563 Rescue the perishing 281 Thorns * 179 Wilson, Edith R. Lamb of God 522 The second temple 274 Wilson, Mrs. Miriam H. To the memory of Mrs. Dr. Bergen 639 Wilton, Annie Christian humility 86 Wink worth. Miss Catherine Bounteous care 272 Death of a little child 172 Fear not. little flock 404 God, our Father 204 God liveth ever 189 Hallelujah 271 I will not let Thee go 208 Jesus is my friend 122 (Abridged; written 1853.) Lord everlasting! 66 The Apostle's Creed 45 Time, thou speedest on 254 Winn, Corrilla W. Life's dream * 812 Winslow, Celeste M. A. Midday 35 ThoughHe be not far . . . 51 Winslow, Helen M. The messenger 831 Winslow, Mrs. Consecration 114 Winslow, Mrs. Invocation 313 Acquaint thyself with Him 511 Winslow, Miss Margaret E. A more excellent sacrifice 55 A centennial ode 427 A year with Jesus 782 Bed time 688 Builders 447 Christmas roses 703 Fallen at noon-tide 639 In the morning 621 Jesu Intercessor 94 Our calling 803 Thanksgiving 54 The plague of his own heart 98 The treasures of darkness 353 The women angels 641 Two temples * 29 Then shall ye know 674 Waiting for thy coming 252 Windows open toward Jerusalem 153 Yielded to God 526 WlNTERMUTE, MRS. MARTHA Come unto Me and rest 503 For Decoration Day 659 The blessed year 485 Whitcher. Mrs. Frances Miriam Affliction * .' . 186 Author of beauty 224 Faith and trust 186 Submission * 186 The cross * 1S6 The litany * igQ Wittenmeyer, Annie I will not question His intent ... 468 The valley of blessing 124 The mount of blessing * 235 Wood, Mrs. Eunice P. The house of the Camellia * 734 WOODBRIDGE, MlSS A. D. Life's light and shade * 835 WOODBRIDGE, MlSS S. A. Christmas, 1878 795 Whom have I in heaven but Tbee? 880 Woodin, Mrs. Sarah M. Sykes Come and help us 648 God calleth thee 108 Prophecy fulfilled . . , . . 270 The coming conquest 272 The triumph of truth * 480 The withered hand 563 True courage 646 Woodland, Waif Work 315 Wright, Carrie Do the duty lying nearest . 402 Weight, Mrs. M. H. Tribute of esteem 62S Wrightman, Mrs. Mima Lollar Calvary 552 Wyeth, Mary E. C. Christmas carols 422 The poet's crown 874 Wylde, Hazel See Miss Ella Hotchkiss. Wylie, Mrs. R. M. Not dead, but gone before 3S7 The picture . : 351 Tule, Mrs. J. C. Our field is the world . . 260 INDEX SPECIAL TOPICS. INDEX SPECIAL TOPICS. Anniversary 41, 43, 46, 91, 317, 324, 629, 723, 831 Baptismal Hymns . 85, 86, 88 Birthday 745 Children's Day 55, 86, 91, 313, 324, 330, 416, 418 Christening 676, 694 Christmas 16, 73, 74, 75, 81, 340, 377, 421, 459, 586, 671, 703, 705, 795 Comfort and Consolation 713, 718. 728 Communion . ■ 95, 97, 100, 191, 197 Consecration 291, 301, 304, 618 Crusade 484, 489, 644 Decoration Day 565, 661, 695 Dedication 43, 473, 474 Dialogues 347, 415, 419, 650 Easter '189,190,193,195,199,315,328,329,342,578,798 Flower Mission 581,582,583 Foreign Mission Sermon 370 Fourth of July 654, 657 Funeral Occasions . 143, 161, 163, 170, 172, 176 Golden Wedding - 723, 728 Home Mission Sermon 431 Lullaby 690, 695 Memorial Day .........'. 768 Memorials ' 564, 637, 638, 706, 709, 785, 827, 848, 849, 856, 873 New Year's , 290, 291, 663 Nursery 679, 688, 697 Patriotic 750, 755, 758 Prohibition 585, 607, 609 Readings and Recitations 555, 560, 562, 564, 565, 588, 620 Recitations for Boys . ' 331, 759, 760, 811 Shut-in Ones 582, 583 Silver Wedding 727 Thanksgiving . . 54, 56, 57, 61, 752 Woman 628, 802, 804, 829, 836, 882 INDEX OF TUNES. INDEX OF TUNES. Baxter, Mrs. G. W. Come unto me * 102 Consecration hymn 282 My "Willie is gone; or, Was it only a dream? * 714 Sad benighted souls 379 Brainard, Mrs. Kate J. Is it for me, dear Saviour? 551 Brown, Charlotte E. A hymn for the morning (by permission) 342 Case, Mrs. C C. ("Kittle Kase.") I've a joy in my heart 536 Chapman, Miss H. B. He caretb ; or, one of the sweet old chapters 64 Child, Clara Jane What cheer? 393 | Clement, Amelia What is my mission? 302 Cook, Mrs. T. J. \ Merry, merry Christmas 74 1 Singing all the way 227 Cuthbert, Mrs. | Howard 263 i Douglas, Miss Helen Ave Maria 864 English, Miss Mary Frances Jerusalem the golden 144 Mariner's hymn (well adapted for male voices) 571 Peace 236 Stepping in father's track 571 The heavens declare 24 The Magnificat 671 The social cup of friendship 573 .. Everett, Abby Newhall J All I leave to follow Thee 202 Saviour divine 521 ! Fenno, Floy 1 Star, take a kiss to little sister 696 Fricker, Anne Longing for home; or, There's a sigh in the heart . . . 740 Gabriel, Virginia Cleansing fires 249 Hancock, Mrs. Gen. W. S. Mary's song of thanksgiving * 15 Hall, Miss Sophia C. In Thee, O Lord 200 Hartsough, Miss Alice M. Oh! to be ready 136 ^IHavergal, Miss Frances K. ! Anniversary hymn 324 Ascension hymn . 261 A worker's prayer * 280 Jesus, I will trust Thee 527 Nothing to pay 506 Now 507 On the Lord's side 649 Seulement pour Toi * 127 Tell it out * 310 True hearted, whole hearted 286 Who will take care of me? 681 Hubbard, Miss H. J. God of mercy, throned on high 665 Holman, Mrs. Harriet Cover them over 770 Howard, Mrs. Anna Holyoke Create in me a clean heart 305 Ministering spirits 395 The way of the cross 395 Trust and rest 245 Hutchinson, Abby Kind words can never die 457 Knapp, Mrs. Joseph F. Beautiful hour 541 Blessed assurance 542 Blessed Bible 495 Consecration 470 God ever near , 699 Jesus' jewels 408 He has come 535 The cleansing wave 519 The Lord is King 315 Watching for pa 680 Welcome 662 Welcome to glory * 306 What have I done? 467 Lindsay, Miss M. (Mrs. J. W. Bliss.) Tired i f°r alto 169 urea, j for soprano 747 Too late 515 Manly, Gertrude Good night, little Nell 692 Mercur, Anna H. Old, ever new, sweet story 75 Metcalf, Julia Beatrice Love* 840 Morton, Miss Emma L. Come unto me 5 IS Look to the cross • ■ • 276 Shepherd dear 417 Newman, Abbie Children's decoration hymn 661 Cold water army song 661 Philp, Elizabeth She's all the world to me 690 Parkhurst, Mrs. E. A. Father's a drunkard, and mother is dead * 600 Pitt, Mrs. Emma Father, hear our prayer 393 I'll work for Jesus 496 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Only ask aright 550 The tender Shepherd bz Potter, Mrs. Ruth There's music in a mother's voice 7^4 Rickey, Miss Mate L. Agnes 40 The music and words of this piece are so beautifully blended, that it did not seem best to separate them, although the latter are written by a gentleman, George Herbert. Come unto Me :";••• 106 Rider, Lucy J. (Now Mrs. Meyer, the celebrated infant class teacher, Chicago.) Beautiful morning *■&* Deal gently with the erring 457 I was lost, a little lamb ob8 Lord's day song »» Singing as we journey "D Scott, Mrs. Clara H. All will be well 532 Cast thy burden 6f4 Come again with singing 557 Come, weary souls 27 I've no abiding place 307 Jesus my Master ^ Jesus, take me in 519 Life's changes °21 Little pilgrim 325 Oh ! be joyful in the Lord * ' ol Oh ! come, let us sing 4(6 Oh! when shall I be free? • 386 Rejoice with Jesus Christ to-day 338 Sweet words of Jesus Tarry with me The banner of the Cross ■ • - 2*4 The voice of Jesus calling o04 They that trust in the Lord 47 Te Deum 19 Tread softly 768 Tried and proved 397 What is my idol? 517 Scott, Lady John Douglass 793 Spencer, Mrs. S. N. Dear little hands 707 Onward (used by permission) 545 S , Mrs. J. S. The household angel 735 Spurlock, Phcebe Oh ! see them now marching 409 Smith, Mrs. Geo. Clinton (n& Eva F. Munson.) Children's home protection song 664 Home protection is the watchword 47? How long? (From "Clear Notes.") 573 I will not leave you comfortless 633 Join the home protection army 608 Lullaby • 690 Onward ! Onward ! Christian soldiers 214 Oh ! come and sign the pledge to-night 498 The Lord's supper 97 They call me 143 Women of our country 450 Snodgrass, Margarette (Mrs. Frazier.) Cheery be * 815 Sister of Mrs. Hemans. Ave Sanctissima, or Evening prayer 68 The messenger bird 165 Straub, Maria A. The dark shall be made light 777 Tiddeman, Maria Consecration ■ 300 Toukgee, LizzieS. God with us 262 Varney, Carrie A. Close by the beautiful river 792 Whitlock, Bessie A. Vinton. 7s 288 Williams, Miss Marianna Sabbath home 495 Willson, Mrs. M. E. Glad tidings *. - 508 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. A baby at rest on mother's breast. . 677 A "Band of Hope" teacher has told me 659 A band of laborers, here we meet. . 472 A beautiful day without . 556 A beacon bright the Christian stands 273 Abide with us ! the evening hour. . . 97 Abide with me, the sunset's golden finger 213 A bitter wail of anguish 450 Above her placid brow th' immortelle 640 Above, lo! cloud to cloud succeeds. . 846 Above the songs of heaven 318 A brighter day is drawing near. . . . 777 Accepted, perfect and complete 537 A child her wayward pencil drew. . 719 A Christmas sky, a Christmas star. 459 A cottage home with sloping lawn. 732 Acquaint thyself with Him 511 Across the blue waters 317 Across the heathen darkness 259 A cry comes over the deep 258 A dear little girl by her mother's knee 711 Adown earth's dark abyss of woe. . . 451 A fearful night with great storm clouds 561 Afflict me, Father, Let Thy heavy rod 186 After the day is done 67 Again I greet this day with tender love 650 Again the feast is spread 94 Again the Lord of life and light. . . 32 A gift has come to us over seas 336 A glorious word rings in my soul. . 209 A glorious cross He bore 185 A gracious quiet broods upon the spot 734 A grand strike is surely pending. . .. 611 A half a century has rolled 41 Ah, brothers, had ye wisely taught. 801 Ah! Heaven must be most sweet. . . 140 Ah Il-Iorace died, just as the morning sky 761 Ah! how His patience shames our discontent 575 Ah, silent wheel ! the merry brook is dry 173 Ah ! what shall I do with my pennies? 332 Ah! why should this immortal mind 111 A huge JEolian harp was still 863 A kingly vulture sat alone 562 Alas for the head with the crown of gold S45 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise 530 A life made beautiful by kindly deeds 281 A light streams downward from the sky 175 A little bird am 1 229 A little child with garments thin. . . 554 A little elbow leans upon your knee. 708 A little legend, dear and gracious friend 859 A little kingdom I possess 668 A little rest, Lord, midway of life's hours 35 A little star across the night 414 A little smiling mingled oft with tears 101 A little space for rest 364 i A little talk with Jesus 125 "A little while," dear children. . . . Ill All day the wind with bitter breath. 869 All days are great Atonement days. 183 All for Jesus, all for Jesus! 292 All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee!. 95 All hail. Thou Arisen ! 189 All in league, all in league 591 All my life long I had panted 537 "All quiet along the Potomac," they say 757 All souls' day ! where have I heard . 781 All that it hath of splendor and of life 37 All the way my Saviour leads me. . 219 All the way home, all the way home. 221 All truth is no less dear 802 All weary with the cares of life .... 525 All your moments now come 437 Almighty Father, keep my heart 130 Almost fifty years of darkness 878 Alone in the house! who would dream it? 464 Along the streets one day 873 A Maying the little ones, Jessie and Phil 6S7 A mighty host inspired by God 577 Amongst the deepest shades of night 52 Among so many can He care? 52 Among the Master's callings of high honor 583 A mother may forgetful be 123 A mother prayed with her heart alone 743 And canst thou, sinner, slight 113 And is the gospel peace and love?.. 281 And is the time approaching 319 And Mary said 15 And now, said the governor, gazing. 752 And so the willing hearted, with store of precious gems 426 And still do they go, at the beck of their foe 595 And this is ours ! ours of the dust and ashes 674 And thus our hearts appeal to them 194 And what is death? 776 A new day stretches before me 5S0 Angel beautiful, yet stern. 549 Angels clothed in shining raiment.. 403 Angel of freedom ! 760 Another year is dawning 290 Another stage of life is drawing to its close 832 An unchained monster roams to-night 587 A picture fair and true 708 Are we faithful to our Master? 292 Arise, take courage! rise and build. 474 Armed of the gods! Divinest conqueror !. 809 Arise! this day shall shine 240 Around King Arthur's table 625 Around the throne of God in Heav'n 90 Art thou sore distressed and weary. 463 Art thou waiting on the watch- tower 273 As a little child, as a little child 510 A Saviour ! a Saviour ! proclaim the glad tidings 340 As Cataline, by proud compeers arraigned 811 A side light from the margin cast . . As bowed with sin As clay in the hands of the potter.. A ship comes over the sea of time. . Ask the Lord to lead and guide you. Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep!. . . . As in lonely thought I pondered. . . Asleep in Jesus Asleep in their honored graves As some sweet carrillon sends forth. As once of old a chosen band A song of a boat A sound from the North A sound from the desert! t A spectral band, pale with the reflex As sunlight warms the A swallow poising in the candle- light As we gather around the fire-place. As the great ocean rising steadily. . As the stormy clouds do hide the sun As the. lightning's bright flash As tiny streamlets adding to At the door of my ten t I' m sitting . At home, abroad, by day or night . . A tired child, restless, as the night came on At lastthe lingering shades of night. At dusk of Christmas evening At length then the tenderest of mothers is gone At night, on Bethlehem's cloud- capped hill Author of beauty! all Thy hand hath made Ave Maria, Gratia plena Ave sanctissimal we lift our souls to thee Awake ! awake ! the Master now is calling Awake! awake the sacred song Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes. Awake once more my slumb'ring harp Awake to effort while the day A war is raging fiercely A weary man with toilsome hands. A whisper woke the air A winning, waving meadow with a. A woman's hand, white, soft A wonder worker all night long. . .. A word to the little children Aye, the sea is God's, He made it. . A year with Jesus Baby and I are alone Baby Birdie, why, oh! why Baby is clad in his nightgown white. Baby is only one year old Backward, turn backward, OTime. Bear the cross cheerfully Bear ye one another's burden Beat soft, O happy heart Beautiful Morning! day of hope. 39- Because she takes me as her very own Because the joy has run to waste. . Because Thou, Lord, hast been my help . Be firm, whatever tempts thy soul. Before these keys, responsive to my moods Before the throne of God above — WOMAN- IN SACRED SONG. Before Thy cross, dear Lord, I fall. 240 Behold an open door, behold a throne 356 Behold a sower went forth 439 Behold Him, Heaven sent to nations rude 382 Behold, the expected time draws near 272 Behold the golden city 154 Behold the hand is withered 563 Behold the nations kneeling 258 Behold the Boyal Bridegroom 177 Behold the years, the conquering years 46 Behold thy birthplace, Frances 736 Beloved, is it well? 7SS Beneath the Cross of Jesus 221 Beneath the desert's rim went down 344 Beneath the hot midsummer's sun . 756 Be one with our Father, who loves you 533 Be silent, restless heart, and feel.. 224 Be still! just now, be still! 101 Be Thou with me 465 Better trust all and be deceived SOS Be with my mouth 405 Beyond the rolling billows 264 Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies 150 Beyond this land of parting, losing, leaving 632 Beyond this wilderness of sin 157 Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. . . 542 Blessed be the Lord of nations 530 Blessed Bible ! ho w I love it 495 Blessed Lord, our souls are longing. 253 Blest Comforter Divine ! 122 Blest is the man whose softening heart 217 Blest Lord, who hungry thousands fed 262 Blest Master, how exceeding broad. 273 Blow ye the golden trumpets 320 Born to a destiny the most sublime. 761 Bread! bread for all was in the Saviour's hands 428 Break! O day ! in beauty break 193 Breaks the joyful Easter dawn 199 Break Thou the bread of life 93 Brethren, the hour hath come 50 Brethren, we are parting now 383 Brick and stone and timber fair. . . 474 Bright flowers still loyal to the 772 Brightly the sun's last glowing beams 375 Bright was the guiding star 81 Bring flowers ; for back to 788 Brothers, sisters, we are coming 561 Brother ! stay thy rash design 497 Build a little fence of trust 300 Buried with Thee, my dying Lord. 85 By and by, O heart, take courage!. 151 By our word we are pledged 501 By the close bond of womanhood. . 813 By the law condemned to perish. . . 512 I Calling! Calling! Do we hear? 514 Call him not ruined while 604 Call tbem in ! the poor, the wretched 397 Call upon me, saith the Lord 547 Calm on the bosom of thy God 631 Can China be our neighbor? 320 Can it be that Jesus sought me?. . . 553 Carry me out, my brethren 357 Castle and cot in this beautiful land. 854 Cast thy bread upon the waters 264 Cast thy burden on the Lord 634 Centuries old is this flower 356 Certainly I will be with thee 290 Changeful hath been my lot below. 208 Charge and encourage them Charity is meek and tender 218 Charity ! it faileth never 217 Cheery be, happy be 815 Child, amid the flowers at play. .. 130 Children, do you see the wine? Children, do you the story know?. 330 Children loud hosannas singing 91 Children of light, like the stars. . . . 273 Chime out, O joyful bells ! 76 Christian, seek not yet repose 482 Christ is risen ! lo ! the day. 195 Christ, our Lord, to-day is risen 197 Christ the Lord is risen again 271 Christus! Anointed One! King at Thy birth 78 Christians, seek not yet repose 4S2 Church of God, whose conqu'ring banners 317 City of God, oh ! how bright and fair. 415 City of idol temples 804 Cling to the Bible, tho' all else be taken 209 Closer, dear Lord, to Thee 292 Close the door carefully, muffle the tread 678 Cloudless skies around it closing. . . 147 Cloud of the Lord ! ordained of old. 275 Come and sign the pledge, with singing 557 Come and walk with me, Mary, be- fore the sun has set 5S9 "Come apart," he said, "to a desert nook." 43S Come, children, happy children 418 Come, ever-blessed spirit 119 Come hither! hither, little one 084 Come, Holy Spirit, source of all 262 Come home ! come home ! 110 Come in, O Christ, come in 97 Come in our midst, O gracious Lord! 452 Come, let us build a stately temple here 233 Come join the famous army 647 Come, let us to the Lord, our King. 495 Come, Lord, and warm each lan- guid heart 29 Come near to me, I need 389 Come one and all, this year for Jesus 469 Come! said Jesus' sacred voice 109 Come, saints, let us join 316 Come, the summer night is calling. 104 Come, tho.u desire of all Thy saints. 99 Come to the clear deep river 509 Come to the fountain of mercy.... 510 Come to the house of prayer 174 Come unto me when shadows dark- ly gather 106 "Come unto me !" who is it that calls me? 518 Come, weary souls with sins dis- tressed 109-502 Come with bright garlands, sweet- scented and rare 770 Could we but know the secret cares. 575 Could we know all 806 Could ye come back to me, Douglass. 793 Could you but see my baby ... 690 Count the mercies ! Count the mer- cies 232 Cup of Peril, I touch thee not 599 Courage, comrades, courage 477 Cruelly beaten with many stripes. . 556 Dark the night and dreary 687 Dawning at last, the morning sun. . 759 Dawn of dawns, the Easter day 1 97 Day is dying in the west 73 Day of God, thou blessed day. ... . 192 Day with its heated toil was o'er. . . 349 Deaf, dumb and blind! It seems so hard 879 Deal gently with the erring one . . . 457 Dear as thou wert, and justly dear. 640 Dear faded eyes ! 7S1 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat. . . . 131 Dear Father, when we ask of Thee. 133 Dear girlish head! laid down to sleep 394 Dear gracious Lord, on whom I lean. 471 Dear little eyes with their fringed lids 673 Dear little feet so soft 674 Dear little golden-haired Fay 697 Dear little hands 707 Dear little restless feet 420 Dear refuge of my weary soul 123 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray S7 Dear Saviour, does Thy love? 299 Dear Saviour of a dying world 269 Dear sisters of the South-land 624 Dear wee birdies in their nest 695 Dear world, looking down from the highest 813 Death will soon come. But why should we grieve ; 134 Deep are the wounds which sin hath made 178 Deeper grow the purpling shadows. 147 Deep mystery of human life 675 Did the waves, muffled, beat 761 Disciples of Jesus, why stand ye here idle? 272 Distant Eden ! dream'd-of Eden 156 Does it grieve Thee, precious Sav- iour? 525 Don't you know how much you're needed? 648 Do right is our motto 667 Do thy work speedily, child of the earth 315 Down, down o'er rocky ledge 823 , Down in the evergreen valley 772 Down in the shadowy land so lowly. 248 Down to the brink of hell 652 Do ye hear the children weeping?. . 596 Do you see those dusky faces 275 Draw near, ye weary, bowed and broken hearted 171 Droop mournfully, O starry flag. . . 762 Drink, drink, drink! 611 Dying, still slowly dying 174 Each day when the glow 732 Each for himself with brethren, or alone 9S Eager, listening to the words 269 Earth and all her scenes will fade. . 145 Earth, with its dark and dreadful ills 156 Eat, drink, and be merry, boys 593 Enter my door, beloved Lord 222 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Enter Thy temple, glorious King. . . 34 Ere last year's moon had left 675 Ere mountains reared their forms. . 36 Ere our dear Saviour spoke the part- ing word 234 Ere the glow f Autumn glory 58 Ere you left your room this morning. 546 Eternity is just at hand 134 Exalt Thy calling! on its spotless. . . 576 Exultant as a bird 351 "Eye hath not seen the things pre- pared of God." 235 Fade, fade each earthly joy 121 Fading, slowly fading, sweet Sab- bath day 26 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining 72 Faint-hearted and weak are the children of men 357 Faint not, nor grow weary 401 "Faint yet pursuing," we press our way 226 Fair is our country, the home of the free 756 Faithful in little things, Lord, may we be 292 Faithful, O Lord! how can I prove. 291 Faith needs no chart 445 Fallen at noontide, Time has set . 639 Falling half asleep, some spirit 38 Far, far away, across a troubled sea. 672 Far from mortal cares retreating. . . 226 Far from our Father's home . 406 Far from these narrow scenes of night 219 Far up on the mountain 617 Father Almighty ! from Thy 135 Father, as the days decline 67 "Father, forgive us," is our daily. . 126 Father, how can I thus be bold to prav 131 Father, I feel that I am Thine 399 Father, I have heard Thee calling. . 523 Father, I know that all my life 117 Father, in Heaven above 190 Father, in Heaven pity Thy child . . 137 Father, my cup is full 241 Father, O Father! surrounded with ills 123 Father of Mercies in Thy Word 33 Father of our feeble race 401 Father, oh ! hear me now! 131 Father, our offering we bring 41 Father, to Thee alone 53 Father, we know Thy tender hand. 530 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss. . . 298 Father, who in love unerring S5S Father, who in the olive shade 637 Father, whose love divine 293 Father, with our grateful praises. . 42 Faultless in His glory's presence. . . 505 Fear not, O little flock 404 Fear not! one by one God's 196 Fight for Prohibition, gird our 481 Fight onward to the breach, brave heart 605 Fight the good fight, Christian sol- dier? 539 Fill up the glass! we drink to-night. 611 Fill your lamps, O foolish virgins!.. 252 "Five cents a glass!" Does any 652 Flags of the nation droop low 767 Flee as a bird to your mountain 105 Forgive all my sins 700 Forgive us, Lord, because we have forgiven 126 For gladsome summer days 36 For God and Home and Native Land 486 "For God," that His all-gracious love 455 For him whom the King delighteth. 369 For Jesus' sake all sins forgiven. . . 297 Forsake me not; though fast the night is falling 246 For thee the pledge I take 501 For thee the beacon lights of ages shine 599 For the purest hope that's human.. 560 Forth from the light 163 Forth to thy work from morn till night 394 Forward shall be our watchword . . . 456 For what shall I praise Thee? 31 Fountain of mercy ! God of love!. . . 56 Freemen, awake the song 754 Free salvation is flowing 508 Fret not, poor heart, though sorrows sore 245 Friend, wouldst thou know the value of a sour? 835 From glory unto glory 312 From heights of bliss to depths of woe 155 "From His heart," so reads the mar- gin 713 From his home in an Eastern Bung- alow 336 From our sisters comes the wail 259 From out the distant centuries.... 231 From Persia's plain, from India's sea 301 From the Arctic's wintry circle 266 From the depths, O God of mercy!. 539 From the fields white unto harvest. 274 From the hallowed hush 643 From the North and the South. 647 From the isles of the sea cometh ti- dings of Thee 366 From the parched bosom of the des- ert ' 114 From these quaint old roofs and chimneys 421 From the shore of the mighty Atlan- tic 478 From the snowy Alpine mountain.. 266 From the world's disturbed concern. 226 Gathering brands from the burning. 616 Give as the morning that flows out of Heaven ......' 435 Give, Lord, Thy gracious listening ear 490 Give me a heart that is pure 575 Give me that "heart of flesh." 107 Glad as the morning, swift as the light 381 Glad bells rang in the Easter morn. 798 Glad chimed the Christmas bells. . . 585 Glad millions of children are gath- ering 409 Gladly now we gather 31 1 Glorious Saviour, throned above . . 288 Go bear the joyful tidings 26S Go bring the Gospel of His Son 475 God be merciful unto us and bless us 311 God bless my little darling 698 God bless our temperance band 663 God bless thee on thy wedding day. 746 God calling yet, shall I not hear?... 109 God calls thee every one 108 God helping me, I promise 500 God helping me, I'll yield the cup. . 500 God help me evermore to keep 645 God is in His holy temple 28 God is in His temple now 28 God is in the din of battle 34 God is not far above us 52 God is our refuge, when a gale .... 123 God is with me every day. 699 God keep us all from envy . . 850 God lets us go our way alone 239 God liveth ever ! 189 God loved the world of sinners lost. 180 God made the world so beautiful. . . 89 God of Heaven ! God of earths 138 God of love, of truth, of justice 485 God of mercy, bow Thine ear 459 God of mercy, throned on high 665 God of my life, to Thee belong 31 God of nations 316 God of our patriotic sires 75S God pity the wretched prisoners. . . 581 God's love in all around I see - . 37 God's "Now!" is sounding in your ears 507 God took thee in His mercy 172 God with us ! O glorious name 262 Go feel what I have felt 595 Go forth among the poor 473 Go forth, go forth to battle 455 Go forth, young soldiers of the Cross. 540 Go in the field of labor 453 Golden harps are sounding 261 Golden hours so swiftly fleeing ... 455 Good news o'er the prairie is speed- ing its way 325 Good night, little Nell 692 Go search the dusty archives of the ages 101 Go search through nature 874 Go tell the wondrous news abroad. . 267 Go thou, had said the Master 441 Go to thy rest, fair child 162 Grace does not steel the faithful heart 218 Grace tosses back her bonnie hair. . 699 Gracious Saviour! gentle Shepherd. 92 Gracious Saviour! holy Shepherd. 89-700 Grant us Thy presence, Lord 451 Great builder! from whose perfect thought 44 Great God! to Thee my evening song 72 Great God! Thy penetrating eye. . . 52 Great Jehovah ! now inspire us 313 Great waves of plenty rolling up. . . 54 Guide us to-day, O loving care ! 456 Hail Columbia! home of freedom. . 657 Hail, happy day! thou day 35 Hail, happy shades ! though clad with 130 Hail ! thou bright and sacred morn. 38 Hands I've clasped along life's jour- ney ' 849 Hang up the vine and the holly 586 Happy are we, God's own little flock. 327 Hark ! hark the battle-cry 646 Hark! hark the sweet, sweet chim- ing 77 Hark ! the funeral bells 767 Hark ! the sound of myriad voices . . 483 Hark ! they come, hear the beating. 644 Hasten, O Lord! that happy time. . 266 Hasten, Lord! the glorious time. . .. 264 Has the world grown old? 5S5 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Hast thou sought of God? 458 Have you looked for sheep in the desert 405 Have you not a word for Jesus?. . .. 263 Health to the nations! 301 Heart of music, canst thou be troubled? 153 Heart of mine, why art thoudream- ing?..., 832 Hearts of pride, unbar your portal. . 505 Hear ye now the gladsome tidings.. 267 He came into this world of sin S58 He comes in blood-stained gar- ments 403492 "He giveth His beloved sleep." 161 He had borne the rod 384 He has come, He has come 535 He hath promised, can I trust Him? 460 He is gone! the tomb forsaken! 191 He is waiting for me 783 He knew the world was all a wild. . 785 He lay at the pool of Bethesda 1S4 He lays on me my cross 95 He leadeth me and so I place 83 He 1 i ves ! the great Redeemer lives . . 1S9 Help for the perilled millions 4S2 Herald the tidings to every soul 273 Here comes old father Christinas. . . 412 Here I can firmly rest 204 Here in Christian love we meet 31S Here in this silent, barren place I lie. 508 Here is plenty of poverty 648 Her hair is a lovely brown, that turns 6:24 Her little prayer at night she said. . 700 Her mission to make 733 Here treasures we gather 146 He sendeth sun, He sendeth shower. 204 He was a bishop and he loved good wine 594 He wasn' t two years old 698 Hide not thy secret grief 849 High upon the cross suspended 273 His life had been 739 Ho ! all aboard ! a traveller 69 3 Ho! Christian pilgrim! ho! and tell. 220 Ho! every one that thirsteth 402 Hold me closer, closer, Jesus ! 1 25 Hold my hand, O blessed Saviour. . 212 Hold Thou my hand 137 Holy Lamb, who Thee receive 99 "Home at lasi" on heavenly moun- tains 637 Home Protection is the watchword. 479 Hourly my little child with 686 How beautiful she lies, upon her pure 722 How beautiful is mom when glad and new 875 How beautiful is sleep 744 How blessed is the precious gift of song 824 How blest the righteous when he dies 164 How blest the sacred tie that binds. 313 How blest these olive plants that grow , 739 How can I cease to pray for Thee?. 581 How doth death speak of our be- loved? 391 How fair upon the mountains 77 How helpless guilty nature lies 524 How long! how long shall mothers' hearts 573 How long, O Lord ! how long 248 How many glorious victories 571 How many in our favored land 406 How many pounds does the baby weigh? 679 How mean the little griefs appear. . 186 How much we pray for How oft, alas! this wretched heart.. 524 How oft I see it in my dreams 133 How our battle-word inspires 481 How shall I bear my pain 717 How sweet are those delightful dreams 171 How sweet the glorious thought 445 How sweet the melting lay 32 How sweet to be allowed to pray. . . 93 How sure it is that if we say 96 How swift the noiseless years go by. 727 Human lives are silent, teaching... 615 "Hurrah for the Foorth av July!".. 654 Hush me, Lord Jesus ! 784 Hush ! softly tread, and let no word. 570 Hush ! the baby stands alone 682 Hurled from the centre of infinite cause 417 I am a very little thing 332 I am bound to the house of my Fa- ther 145 I am but a little lamb 417 I am far f rae my hame, an' I'm wea- ry after whiles 151 I am held like a captive knight 598 I am looking for the kingdom 462 I am not skilled to understand 187 I am only a little dewdrop. . 667 I am so weak, dear Lord, I cannot stand 2S5 I am so weary of conflict and sin. . . 305 I am still without the fold 519 I am the Lord's and He. is mine 295 I am the rose of Sharon 419 I ainThine, O Lord !.r 303 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus!. . . 297 I am waiting for the Master 140 I am waiting for Thy coming 252 I am weary of this turmoil 123 I ask not for the streams 880 I asked a draught 3SS I asked a glad and happy child 779 I asked at Thy dear hands 430 I asked my sweet baby 600 I asked the sun 881 I asked the angel, in my prayer 566 I bide my time whenever shadows darken 246 I bring my sins to Thee 525 I bring my sins to Thee 223 I can always trust in Jesus 204 I cannot say, beneath the pressure. 860 I cannot prove it, but pray tell me. 779 I cannot think but God must know. 8S2 I can scarcely hear, she murmured. 163 I come to Thee, O God 114 I come not here to talk 760 I could not do without Thee 547 Idly I mused beside the mountain.. 872 I do not and I will not believe 835 I do not ask, dear Lord 402 I do not ask. O Lord . 128 If by wish I could withdraw 796 I fell asleep while learning my 331 If ever I have had the wish to lighten 435 If God sees best. I ask it not 850 If I had all the flowers that bloom. 697 If Ihad known 789 If I may not, like the skylark If it be Thou, my Lord ! If I were told that I must die If life in sorrow m ust be spent If one talent God hath given me. . . If some kind power I found a place where violets grow.. Is it for me, dear Saviour? If the Lord were to send If the night be dark and drear. . . . If Thou wilt, my loving Saviour. . . If through the lone desert If we could always keep If we knew the woe and heartache. If we knew, when walking thought- less If we sit down at set of sun If when the cloudless skies If you cannot on the ocean If you have gentle words I gave my life for thee I gaze at morn where rosy light I go singing all the way I had a beautiful garment I had learned my geography lesson. I have come to you, mother I have done, at length, with dream- ing.. . . I have found, for world-worn spirits. I have friends across the river I have entered the valley I have heard of a land I have no frankincense, no myrrh. . I have no wish to drink I have planned much work I, happy little summer cloud I have two sunny rings of hair I heard a little bird I heard a mother singing. I heard a voice long years ago I heard far up some Heavenly height I heard the voice of an angel I hear earth's master-songs I hear of a river of wonderful sheen. I hear thee speak of the better land. I hear the Saviour say I hold him great, who for love's sake. I hold it the duty of one who is gifted I hold Thy truth, O Lord, within my heart I I, I have redeemed thee ' I imaged a land where flowers are growing I knew Thou wert coming I know I love Thee better, Lord. . .. I know no loneliness of heart I know not the hour of His coming. I know not what will befall me!. . . I know thatHeav'n lies just beyond. I lay my tasks down one by one I lean against the shaking fence I leave my life with Thee, my Lord. I left it all with Jesus "I' 11 be a singer, " so she said.one day I looked on the surface of life's clear. I love, I love my Master I love it, I love it and who shall dare I love my God, but with no I love to hear the story I love to kneel in prayer I love to steal awhile away I love to tell the story I love to think that God appoints. . INDEX OF FIRST LINES. I'm a little pilgrim 325 I'm a pilgrim, I'm a stranger 140 I'm bound to the house of my Fa- ther! 145 I may hear His voice at morning. . . 251 Immanuel! God wiLhus 78 I mourn my vanished years 844 "I'm so big, mamma," and the little 684 I'm standing by your grave, mother. 729 I'm thinking to-night of the home. . 559 I'm wearin' awa', Jean 778 I'm walking in the shadow 244 In a gloomy garden lonely 96 In a home of destitution 612 In Britain's great museum 712 In dreams I see my boy again 714 I need Thee every hour 404 In every line of breaking beauty seen 110 In every loyal State to-day 774 In fair Japan, a thousand flowers. . 328 In golden youth, when seems the earth 853 In hallowed tints and outlines 370 In happier days of old, when 877 In heavenly love abiding 220-493 In her pretty willow cradle. ..... 695 In Bis coming, what my part 253 In His tender love and pity 641 In Jerusalem, St. Simeon 377 In lands full of darkness 327 In morning hours 861 In my heart there liveth 730 In one of the homes on a little 666 "In quietness, in confidence" 207 Inside a window by a public 848 In sight of port the ship 455 In smothered tones, they said 713 In some way or other the Lord will provide 208 In that fair room her workshop 622 In that far country of the East 623 In the broad light of day 592 In the days that are past 609 In the depths of the night 322 In the dim dawning, sow thy seed. . 579 In Thee, O Lord, do I put my trust. 200 In the evening of life, her sunset. . . 639 In the highways or the hedges 408 In the long run fame finds ».. 578 In the morning early 89 In the morning sow thy seed 400 In the morn of the holy Sabbath. . . 92 In the nurse's arms one night 6S6 In the secret of His presence 303 In the silent midnight watches 608 In the sweet fear of Jesus 90 In the tent of the Lord 364 In the time which will come 739 In the warm parlor, so cosy and bright 706 In the way that He shall choose 466 In the wondrous times of old 260 In the world, O Christian 407 In this land of boasted freedom 453 Into the gloom of the deep, dark night 823 Into pastures green Oh ! lead me... 82 In vision the battle appears to my mind 485 I once was treading, wearily, alone. 182 I passed one golden summer-day. . . 447 I placed my hand in the hand of God. 201 I ponder oft the wondrous 362 I prayed to have this love of Christ. I pray not now, as I have done I sat in the school of sorrow I saw the gardener bring and strew. I saw the young bride in her beauty. I shall follow the footsteps Is it all a dream, of a wider life Is it far, do you think, to the Sav- iour? Is it for me, dear Saviour? Is it to pass Willi depreciating I shall follow the footsteps that guide I sometimes feel the thread of life is. I sometimes wonder, that if death . . Is rum io be King of the Nation?. . I stand alone, the fierce rocks I stand at. His gate to-day I stand on the threshold Is there cie whois weary and lonely and sad? Is there no hope of saving Is this a land of liberty? Is thy cruse of comfort failing. . . . I stood beside Love's brimming sea. I stood outside the gate I strayed last eve across the lonely. I stretch my hands as blind men do. I take your gifts, glad yesterday It chanced upon a certain time It chances once to every soul I thank Thee, God. for all I've I thank Thee that I am Thy child.. I think God throws the lights and. . I think we are too ready with com- plaint I think when I read that I thought that praitling girls It is more beautiful than you can know It is nothing to me, the beauty said 563 It is not mine to run with eager feet. It is the day of days in all the year. It is through a flower-strewn way. . It looks a goodly ship It lies around us like a cloud It may be He'll come in the morning It may be in the evening It may not harm It passeth knowledge I trust in Thee, I trust in Thee! I trust Thee, O Father It's coming, coming nearer It shall be light ! It's too late for me It was many and many long years ago It was only a glass of cider It was the hour of deepest gloom . . . It was wrought in silken letters I used to come with a burden of care. I've a joy in my heart I've found a joy in sorrow I've imaged a land where flowers. . . I've no abiding-place I've been to the mission-school, mother I've read its latest number through. I've watched fair morning-glory buds I walk along the crowded streets. . . I want to be an angel I want to work for Thee, my Lord. I was a corn of wheat 187 I was a gleaner once 444 I was lost, a little lamb 668 I was sitting alone in the 736 I watched the builders day by day. . 444 I weep, but not rebellious tears 2S8 I will not doubt, though all my ships at sea 205 I will not leave you comfortless . . . 633 I will not let Thee go ! 208 I will rejoice wiih gladness deep... 815 I will sing for Jesus 228 I will sing you a song 143 I will work with all my might 616 I wished myself among them 141 I wist not what to wish, yet'sure. . . 51 I wondered, counting the years S73 I would be human, toiling like the rest 823 I would draw nigh, but tell 35 I would never kneel at a gilded 847 I would not be a stranger 293 I would not die early 328 Jerusalem, my heart's beloved . . 153 Jerusalem the. Golden, I languish for one \ 852-1 -J4 Jesus, blessed Saviour, help us 324 Jesus, bruised and wounded ....... 96 Jesus, by the well-side silting 510 Jesus Christ, regard my anguish. . . 180 Jesus, dear Saviour, come dwell in my breast 548 Jesus, I glory in the truth 231 Jesus, I know Thy love 295 Jesus, in Thy transporting name . . 225 Jesus is our Shepherd dear 417 Jesus is the Gardener 094 Jesus, I will trust Thee 527 Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! calm my 395 Jesus, keep me near the Cross 304 Jesus lives! No longer now ]98 Jesus, Lord ! I ask but this 470 Jesus, Lord of life and light 259 Jesus loves me, this I know 91 Jesus, Master! whom I serve 294 Jesus, my Eedeemer, lives 192 Jesus, my Saviour! I know Thou. . 549 Jesus, my sorrow lies too deep 244 Jesus, on whom my soul relies 122 Jesus, Saviour, at Thy bidding 84 Jesus, Saviour, bless'd Redeemer.. 202 Jesus, Saviour, hear my pleadings . 242 Jesus, Saviour, pass not by 12S Jesus, Son of Righteousness 35 Jesus, source of light Divine 114 Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me . . 700 Jesus, the friend of human-kind. . . 190 Jesus, the ladder of my faith 296 Jesus, thou divine compassion .... 12S Jesus, Thy last command 323 Jesus, when my barque is sailing . . 546 Join hands ! The mists are lifting. 488 Joyfully ring out the tidings 99 Joyfully, with glad hosannas 470 Joy! Joy! Joy! there is joy 222 Judge not ; the workings of his brain 831 Jump into my arms, my 683 Just as I am, Thine own to be 655 Just as I am, without one plea 138 Just as it comes from out Thy hand 248 Just as the silvery dawning 621 Just to let my Father do what He will 299 Just where Delft-Haven's sons 43 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. Kind words can never die 457 Kneeling, white-robed, sleepy eyes. 702 Knocking, knocking, who is there? 107 Knowest thou the Leader of 349 Laborers of Christ, arise ! 403 Lady Shepherd by the sea 85 Lamb of God with bleeding feet . . . 522 Land of oriental splendor 370 Last night in vivid dreams I saw. . . 834 Lay Easter lilies on the breast of all thy dead 196 Lay her down gently 592 Launch thy barque, mariner! Chris- tian .... 571 Lead Thou my heart aright 547 Lead us, O Saviour dear ! 281 Lean on my breast, beloved 247 Led by a star they came 423 Lend me a harp, celestial choir. ... 121 Let Annie buy one ribbon less 333 Let faith in Christ my heart inspire 296 Let Heaven highest praises bring. . 99 Let her not lift a feeble voice and cry 320 Let joy-bells be ringing! 199 Let me be with Thee 128 Let me go, for day is dawning 141 Let me go, the day is breaking 632 Let me in the valley keep 84 Let me lean hard upon the Eternal breast 243 Let nothing disturb thee, nothing affright 828 Let the fragments and ends of the earth 321 Let the New Year bring what it will 586 Let thy gold be cast in the furnace. 249 Let us gather up the sunbeams 710 Let us look through sacred story. .. 343 Let us rally round the banner 489 Life, believe, is not a dream 82S Life gives us armor for the 800 Life hath its barren years 576 Life has many a pleasant hour 152 Life seemeth to me like a beautiful poem 806 Life's Orient morn hath passed away 71 Life, thou strange mysterious dream! 812 Lifting softly white tent curtains.. 641 Lift, lift thine eye, poor mourner. . 728 Lift, lift ye clouds of gloom 598 Lift me higher, blessed Saviour 226 Lift the banner of the cross 314 Lift up, lift up thy voice 316 Lift up on the mountains . 314 Light for the Gentiles ! Light 260 Light of the world, across our paths 197 Light! light! the heart-cry 340 Light on" the distant hills 572 Light up the hall, and spread the board 573 Like a blind spinner in the sun 809 Like to an upturned field 862 Like a child that is lost 520 Like as the armed knighte 212 Like a cradle rocking, rocking 678 Like Dives in the deeps of hell 592 Like Israel of old 30 Like Luther's bird, I sit and sing. . 229 Like some stupendous elm tree 775 Like to those stars that vanish 827 Lingering on the horizon 826 Listen, all ye Christian people 459 Listen, listen, English sisters 278 Listen, O listen, our Father all holy 523 | Listen to the echoes stealing Little feet can swiftly go Little hands on the window rest. . .. Little household angel Lo! a mighty host is rising Lo! I am with you when the world. Lonely pilgrim, art thou weary .... I Long is the night and we ride ' Long 1 sat in the gloaming sighing. Long time in sloth, longtime in sin Lood at me with thy large brown eyes Look at this little heap of coin Look not on the wine Look to the cross, look to the cross. Lord, at Thy mercy-seat Lord God of Israel, hear our prayer Lord, help me watch with constant care Lord, how mysterious are Thy ways Lord, I believe Thy gracious word. Lord, I hear of showers of blessing. Lord Jesus, at whose glorious feet. Lord, may the spirit of this feast. .. Lord of harvests, Heavenly King . . Lord, speak to me that I may speak Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place Lord, to Thee my heart ascending- Lord, upon mine offering look Lord, we come with this one plea. . Lord, we hear the Heavenly call . . . Lord, we would draw near to Thee. Lord, what offering shall we bring. Lord, when my raptured thought surveys — Lord, when we pray, "Thy King- dom come." Lo! round the throne a glorious band Lost your treasures, little maiden . . Lo ! the mists are fleeing Lo! the Saviour passeth by Lo! these latter days of glory Love divine! we see and wonder. . . Love, love divine, I sing Love's blessed evangel sang angels to men Love, that blest the bread and wine Lo! what a cloud of witnesses are ever Low in the darkness, bleeding and crushed Lowly and solemn be "Madam, we miss the train at B-." Make Thine abode with me Make thy life better than thy work Mamma can go down stairs Margery cowered and crouched in. . Master, the tempest is raging Master, where abidest Thou? May peace be on the waters May we always trust in Jesus Meet thee? yes. I'll meet thee Memorial offerings in my hand Merry, merry Christmas ev'ry where! Methinks I can my Saviour see Methought on Corinth's citadel. . . . Mighty in faith and hope Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming Mine eye upon Thy faithfulness . . . Mine, these sweet fresh pinks Mingling all day with the busy throng More brave than they who 477 More faith, dear Lord, more faith.. 523 More like Jesus would I be 100 More love to Thee, O Christ 298 Morning by morning to his gates. .. 367 Mother! Oh! what living fragrance. 737 Mount, my soul, from earth and time 161 Mount Olivet was crowned with... 359 Mourn for the Chief of the Nation . 761 My Bible, precious treasure 203 My body, soul and spirit 470 My daily round I tread , 296 My days are stairs that lead 215 My Father, if these lips defiled 513 My early home was beautiful 599 My Father is rich in houses and lands : 271 My feet had sought the chapel door 798 My friend one morning, knocking . 869 My flesh is weary, but the way 543 My gentle mother, thro' life's storms 384 My God, is any hour so sweet 125 My God, my Father, blissful name. 132 My God, my Father, while I stray.. 116 My God. Thy boundless love I praise 400 My heart is resting, O my God 295 My Jesus, as Thou wilt 132 My journey is onward through dark 545 My little maiden of four 683 My little one-life power 67 My Saviour feels for me 547 My Saviour, give me words for Thee 290 My Saviour, if to Thee 534 My son, thou wilt dream 734 My soul complete in Jesus stands. . 83 My soul doth magnify the Lord 671 My soul keeps silence unto Thee. .. 210 My soul would tell of the Saviour. . 337 My span of life will soon be done . . 224 My thoughts go home to that old brown house 876 My wondering eyes see a city rise. . 884 Muse on thy Lord' s sharp pains .... 192 Nature has wept, to-day 819 Nay, he said, it is not done 833 172 Nay, not my right hand Nearer, my God, to Thee Nearer to the shores of promise. . 'Neath a lone widow's porch 'Neath a rose-hued wealth of eglai lines Never be afraid, O patient workers. 646 Never farther than the cross 390 Night on the angry billows 814 Night's canopy over Judea 79 Night sinks on the wave 72 Night wraps the realm where Jesus 322 No, ah ! no, thou art not dreaming. 643 Noblest of women kind 622 No book is like the Bible 205 No interest in the mission cause 329 No home abides me here 744 No mortal lover is like mine 213 None but Christ, His merit 121 No one when a lamp has been lighted 223 No peariy gate on hinge of gold 512 No sacred altar there, : no mystic rite 100 No seed is lost though 414 No sound, no sound! no loudly chiming 879 Not as I will," the sound grows sweet 466 WDZX OF FIRST LINES. Not as the little wandering child . . . 243 Not at the battle front 787 Not duty's measured tithe alone 275 Not far away does that bright city stand 149 Not far! and yet how many times. . 51 Not for its walls of jasper 540 Not for myself, my God, I ask 323 Not for some future years S75 Not here, and yet not lost 391 Not hid, dear Lord, I fain 466 Nothing but leaves, the spirit grieves 491 Nothing is our own: we hold our pleasures 163 Nothing to pay. ah! nothing to pay. 506 Not in the budding springtime 794 Not material jewels rare 218 Not now, ray child, a little more. . . 141 Not only harbors filled with ships. . 574 "Not seen!" the veil of flesh 201 Not with a firm and measured step. 589 "Not your own," but His ye are . . . 114 Now God be praised that in His will 677 Now God be with us for the night is closing 66 Now hark, ye friends, to my story . 565 Now I lay me down to sleep 721 Now let my soul, eternal King .... 31 Now summer finds her 881 Now thank we all our God 272 Now the sowing and the weeping. . 341 O aching heart! O restless brainf. .. 243 O, ask me not to sip the wine 655 O bark of mine 562 O beautiful hour of closing day. . . . 541 O beautiful land, whose azure skies 367 O beautiful new life ! 672 O be joyful in the Lord 60 O blessed feet of Jesus ! 94 O blessed home ! thy fragrance sweet 65 O blessed Master! "come and dine." 55 O blessed martyr, dying for the Lord 554 O boys, the New Year's coming 663 O, bring me near to Thee 129 O, changes will follow the years. . .. 821 O Christian, awake, for the strife is at hand 539 O Christian, be sober and vigilant too 225 O Christmas bells! O Christmas bells! 81 Christ! what burdens bowed Thy head. 182 O Christ! my Master and my King. 17S O, come and sign the pledge to- night 498 O, come, let us sing unto the Lord. 476 O. come to Christ! a single glance.. 110 O comrades, on each lonely grave. . 773 O, could I feel and know again . . . 514 O, could our thoughts and wishes fly 114 O dear, 1's so tired and lonesome . . 658 O Domini Deus! Speravi in Te 817 O, don't be sorrowful , 746 O Earth, forget thy winter 195 O Eden land! thou land of bloom. . 160 0*er temple and column and cornice 353 O'er the eastern hills arise 199 O fair were Ragnar's daughters.... 560 O faithless soul with hand so weak. 321 Of all the beautiful lessons 385 Of all the maladies that fret men's hearts 554 Of all the thoughts of God that are. 174 O Father, though the anxious fear. 33 O Father, teach me how to pray . . . 133 O fear not thou to die! 172 O for a sweet inspiring ray 33 O for that faith whose voice can still 201 O for the peace which floweth 137 \ O food for man prepared ! 96 O for the robes of whiteness 142 Oft in sorrow, oft in woe 400-466 O give rue a harp on the bright hills 153 O, glorious in beauty 274 O God! in dark and troublous times 43 O God! into Thy temple come 41 O God ! may I look up to Thee . . . . 135 O God of Israel, who hast led 46 O God, our Father and our friend. . 42 O God, though sorrow be my fate . 213 O God, Thy face I cannot see 239 O God, to-day we may forget 79 O God, to Thee we raise our eyes. . US O gracious Lord, how can I doubt?. 211 O grand whii e angel ! 672 O! grown a dim and fairy shade ... 710 O hallowed hour, divinely sweet!.. 401 O hallowed sign ! the holy, the avail- ing 492 O, haste the day, the happy day! 456-480 O, hear them singing, mother! 660 O holy Saviour! Friend unseen!. . .. 205 O, how wearily the days ! 430 O, it is sweet to go away alone 801 O, it was wonderful, that He 8S3 O Jesus, for a touch divine 287 O joyous feast-day of the soul 100 O land of the blessed 159 O hand of rest, for thee I sigh 406 O Lord, behold us at Thy feet 473 Old, ever new sweet story 75 Old sorrows that sat at the heart's sealed gate 533 O, life is strange and ful of change 103 O life, that beats beneath mine own 672 O, look not on the pleasant glass. . . 648 O Lord, behold us at Thy feet 473 O Lord, how bounteous Thy grace. 277 O Lord, how full of sweet content. . 229 O Lord, there sit apart in lonely places 587 O Lord, Thy Heavenly grace impart 468 O Lord, Thy work revive Ill O Lord, when Thou with earth-born feet 137 O Lord, while we confess the worth 85 O lose not courage, weary heart. . . . 390 O Master and Maker, my hope is in Thee 817 O mother! love the mercy-seat 472 O mother, will you go with me?. ... 93 O mother! with the bright young face 676 On Alpine steep, should one essay . 86 j O name of Jesus! blessed name. . . . 531 Once as I wandered down the street 721 Once at the pleasant twilight hour. 563 Once, echoing down the shores of time 874 Once I looked upon a picture 351 Once more has the sea of sorrow. . . 63S Once more, my harp, once more. . .. 856 Once there stood two mighty cities. 348 One by one we cross the river . 392 One by one life's zephyrs waft us. . 637 One day I was in trouble 90 One gloomy day I passed with listless 814 On either side washed by a flood . . . 368 One more day's work for Jesus 268 One of the sweet old chapters 64 One shines from out the sacred page 148 One sweetly solemn thought 154 One there is above all others 120 One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. 326 One week of joy in Heaven 785 One year ago a ringing voice 721 Only a bit of lace 801 Only a little penny 333 Only a little while 157 Only a cup of water 617 Only a mortal's powers 285 Only just to rest upon His b,osom . . 230 Only one crossing: Glory to God . 158 O, now 1 see the crimson wave 519 Only waiting for the shadows 176 O November, weird November! 807 On primal rocks she wrote hername 755 Only waiting, till the Saviour 139 On the altar of love 533 On the city's highest ramparts 84 On sad Gethsemane thick shadows hung 191 On the dark threshold 42 On the plains for bloodless battle . . 484 On the plains of fair Judea 422 Onward ! Christian soldiers . 214 Onward, onward! men of Heaven. . 381 O pastor! friend! to whom we bring 45 Open the East gate now 613 Open the gates of the Temple ... . 329 Open your gates, O East and West! 667 O pilgrim, worn and weary 612 O pledge me not in wine 594 Oppressed with sin and woe 553 O radiance mine, when day is o'er. 873 Orchards bloomed gaily 853 Ordered — oh ! just what I am want- ing 554 O remember, my friend, though... 577 O Kock Divine, in rest complete. . . 469 O Rosamond, thou fair and good!. . 784 O rosy cloud that float'st away! 789 O Science, reaching backward ! 839 O Saviour! ascended on high 194 O seed time, promised still of God. 447 O, send the Bible out to all 337 O shall I wear a starless crown?. . . 411 O, sing, ye morning stars, rejoice! . 755 O, sometimes the shadows are deep 549 O songs of faith that pilgrims sing. 204 O Son of God, in glory crowned . . . 126 O Son of God ! Redeemer Thou .... 548 O sons of men, come and behold !. . 46 O soul ! if one who wrought with such a 466 O soul, beset by woe on woe 461 O souls that sit in darkness 460 O speak to me, dear Jesus 534 O souls that struggle to express .... 875 O suffering souls that long for ease. 637 O sweet prophetic words 434 O, tender and sweet was the Mas- ter's voice 182 O. tenderer than a mother's love. .. 567 O the beautiful land, O the home of the saints 158 O, the Christmas bells are ringing. . 79 O, the empty, empty cradles 706 O, the joy that fills my heart 538 O, the precious love of Jesus 297 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. O, the sapphire walls, how far off. . 155 O, think of the homes made desolate 611 O those beautiful golden stairs 215 O that the toilers of the earth 331 O those bright, those Heavenly mansions 154 O Thou before whose radiant shrine 131 O Thou by long experience tried. .. O Thou, that lovest contrite prayer. 469 O Thou, the contrite sinner's friend 128 O thou essential word 137 O thou great Spirit whom we seek. 490 O Thou most kind and merciful 240 O Thou so wont of old to bless 472 O Thou that lovest contrite prayer. 469 O Thou the Everlasting One 260 O Thou who fling'st so fair a robe. 868 O thou who for gloom of the future 620 O thou who hast sinned &01 O Thou who hearest every cry 120 O Thou who hearest when we pray. 282 O Thou who hast spread out the skies 72 O Thou whose bounty fills my cup. 233 O Thou whose ever-list'ning ear. . . 44 O Thou whose tender heart 393 O Thou whose tender mercy hears. 113 O tired heart! 581 O, to be nothing 279 O, to be ready 136 O toilers, grow not weary 277 O, trust His word 186 Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed 122 Our country, now from thee 482 Our country 'tis for thee 483 Our country's voice is pleading 404 Our Father's God, on Thee we call. 42 Our Father, God, this day we bring 44 Our Father in Heaven 701 Our Father to fields that are white. 57 Our Father, we thank Thee 660 Our Father who in Heaven art 492 Our field is the world 260 Our fragile hearts would break 854 Our hearts are heavy, Lord 238 Our little life is small indeed 844 Our Lord hath sent a Shepherd 44 Our steps are firm o'er rock and sand 420 Our tears are falling 387 Our trust is in Thy name 491 Our world has better fields 619 Out in the offing lay the ship 335 Out in the gloomy night sadly I roam 601 Outlined against the eastern skies . 884 Out of a darkened room 786 Out of the depths to Thee I cry. . .. 238 Outwearied with the littleness 880 Over against the treasure this day.. 376 Out of life's tangled skein 855 Over the river I'm going 176 Over the river they beckon to me. . 148 O wait, little mother, a moment 731 O wait, impatient heart 437 O watchman on yon mountain height 393 O, we are all engaged in the 64S O weary one! why art thou sad and lonely? 247 O weary world ! O weary world!. ... 142 O, weep not for the dead 170 O, what are light afflictions here?. . 221 O, what is the idol that clings to my heart? 517 O, when shall I sweep through the gates? 306 O, when shall my weary soul find rest? 386 O, wide sweep the waters 221 O wind, if thou should find' a grave. 775 O wives, who in agony measured the years 572 O wonderful, thrice wonderful SO O wondrous mother! Since the dawn of time 678 O wondrous peace, canst thou 230 O wondrous power of wondrous love 451 O word of words the sweetest 526 O words unmarked by some 460 O year of night and tempest 485 O ye to whom the word of life 383 O ye who seek the Saviour 312 Pale in the distant view 616 Pale, pale as any fair Annunciation lily 199 Papa, I am looking up to Heaven . . 709 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 524 Passing away, passing away 776 Patiently enduring 248 "Peace" she cried, "O wild unrest!" 1S4 Peace, stubborn will! .. . .. 186 Pleasant church, undo thy doors!.. 45 "Please take my hand," she 6S3 Poor little Jem ! and yet not poor. . 657 Poor mourner, tempted oft and tried 631 Praise God for His goodness 323 Praise God from whom all blessings 474 Praise the Lord, all ye people 315 Praise to God, immortal praise 53 Praise to Him who built, the hills . . 668 Praise, to the grace which has tri- umphed so free 276 Praise the Lord, all ye people 315 "Pray for us." the words are coming 277 Praying, always praying 546 Pray, though the gate of mercy 295 Pray, though the gift you ask 492 Pray where are all the joys you've known 835 Precious, precious blood of Jesus . . 179 Preserved from peril, o'er the snrg- ing ocean 233 Press close, my child, to me. 110 Prince of peace, control my will 118-526 Proclaim the lofty praise 399 Pure and patient! Lord, the plea. .. 211 Purer in heart, O God. 115 Que ferais — je sans Toi, Sauveur. .. 1S1 Que je sois, O cher Sauveur 127 Rally at the clarion call 4S1 Ready ! oh ! are you ready 251 Ready, Saviour, I would be 141 Read us a psalm, my little one 618 Reaper, I asked, among the golden sheaves 429 Receive me to glory 543 Rejoice and be glad, all ye isles 266 Rejoice, rejoice, believers 270 Rejoice ! rejoice ! believer . 222 Rejoice, rejoice with heart and 319 Rejoice with Jesus Christ to-day. .. 338 Rejoice, ye saints, in Christ the Lord 211 Restless heart, that, worn with pain 51 Rest softly, Earth, upon her breast. 784 Rest thee, my darling, rest thee 690 Ring freedom's bells across all lands 765 Ring merry, merry bells 74 Ring out the grief that saps the mind 621 Ring, ring the bells over ocean and shore 199 Rise in thy glory, O thou star Rocked in the cradle of the deep. . . "Rock of Ages, cleft for me," thoughlessly the maiden sang Roll on, temperance tide ! Roughened and worn with ceaseless toil Sabbath in the Hebrew temple Sad benighted souls are crying Sad-eyed Madonnas walk the earth. Safe in the arms of Jesus Safe now beneath the shadow of the cross Saints of God, the dawn is bright- ening Saving faith in Jesus Saviour, I am weary, weary ...... Saviour, 1 come to Thee Saviour, like a shepherd lead us . . . Saviour, more than life to me Saviour! Thou who dost deliver Saviour who died for me Say, art thou worn with toil and strife? Say not it might have been Say, sinner, hath a voice within Say, where on thy slow pinions tar- riest thou Scorn not the drunkard if he falls.. Seated one day at the organ See how the morning sun Seek not for some far-off mission . . See the banners waving, waving See the flag of Jesus See the king desired for ages See them crowd around the Saviour See! the sun is high in heaven. . . . Self is struggling, wrestling, heav- ing- -• Set apart for Jesus Set wholly apart for the use of the Master Shall not the Lord of all the earth . Shall desolation always rule? Shall we, oh! dare we thus so blest Shall we, surrounded by the blaze . Shall we who trust the Saviour's love? She dwelt so near her heavenly home She folded up the worn and mended She had pulled her white carnations She is launched on the wave, — the good ship Prohibition She knelt with her sweet hands folded She knew not what for them she sought She rocked the cradle to and fro. . . She seemed so young, so young to die She thought by heaven's high wall. She was my May when the She wears no jewel upon hand or brow Shine, gentle stars, to-night Show me the Father," Lord, Show me the way that leads to the true life Show me thy woman face Shout aloud, all ye lands Show us our sins, O Lord Sickness and pain; and 780 570 806 434 379 ^55 2-0 INDEX OF FIKST LISES. Sign the pledge, my youthful brother 497 Silent and still they waited 35S Silent has been the night 567 Since Jesus is my friend 122 Since I lie summer roses faded 162 Since thy Father's arm sustains thee 242 Sinful and weak am I , 521 Sing, heart of mine! 58 Sing it out, sing it with a shout !. . . 53' Sing praise to God who reigns abo'-e 3' Sing ye the honor of God's name!. . 279 Sing the morning light is breaking. 3: Sisters with the heart of Martha. . . 398 Sit down beneath His shadow OS Sitting silently grouped in the gloaming 368 Sleep ! baby, sleep 695 Sleep not, soldier of the cross 321 So fades the lovely blooming flower 631 So far with ine, no farther 746 Soft floating on the Syrian breeze.. 340 Softly on the breath of evening 73 Softly sleep, little one 605 Softly the daylight faded, far in the distant blue 164 Soldiers in the ranks of Jesus 313 Soldiers in this earnest battle 487 Soldiers of the Eternal King 480 Some find work where some find rest 345 Sometimes the snow 885 So near comes darkness to our light 620 Soon may the last glad song arise. . 264 Soon the cause of right will triumph 480 Souls in heathen darkness lying. . .. 278 Sound the Gospel trumpet 323 Sound the praise of Jesus over land and sea 258 Sovereign of worlds! display Thy powers 264 So you ask for a story, my darling.. 870 Sow with a generous hand 3S8 Sowing the seed by the daylight fair 512 Sparkling and bright in its liquid light 497 Speak for me, friend S37 Speak, Lord, for Thy servant hear- eth 301 Speak low to me, my Saviour 580 Speak to me of the beautiful land . . 778 Speed away, speed away, happy soul 394 Stand fast in the cause of our Master 488 Standing by the veiled portal 795 Standing in the fiercest battle 534 Star, bright star, I throw you a kiss 696 Star of Peace, to wand'rers weary.. 381 Still, still with Thee 53 Strangely blest were those disci- ples SIS Strange, strange for thee and me. . 785 Strew the flowers, bright flowers. . . 773 Strive not to fill an angel's part 614 Strong are the mountains. Lord . . . 831 Sturdy Steenie, rose-cheeked 685 Such beautiful, beautiful hands 723 Such costly treasures the wise ruler gave 421 Sunlight of the heavenly day 289 Sweet bells are ringing 587 Sweet Christmas bells 81 Sweet day so cool, so calm, so bright 40 Sweet friend, when thou and I 567 Sweet gleam of sunshine Sweeter song than e'er was sung. .. Sweetheart, thou hast no name. . . Sweet is the work, O Lord Sweet light is gone and through Sweet Sabbath-day of peace Sweet to me are hours of . .- Swift o'er her face there I Swiftly, how swiftly, the years I Sword of our gallant fathers Take me nearer to your Jesus .... Take my hand and 1 will guide thee Take my hand, my Father Take my life and let it be Take the name of Jesus with you. . Take Thine own way with me Talking of sects till late one eve. . . Talitha Cumi, Darling, arise Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Teach me, O life Divine, to live . . . Teach me Thy will, O Lord Tell it out among the heathen Tell me, O ye gentle zephyrs Tell me the old, old story Tell me the secret. Lord Tell us not, O song of poet Temptation assailed him Tender Shepherd! Thou hast stilled Territory, noble, vast Thank God for labor Thank God that my darling is rest- 579 That goodly Syrian mountain That He will al ways us befriend That mystic word of Thine That time of horror with its The angel of death came all unseen The breaking waves dashed high. .. The. brewer's dog is abroad, boys. .. The bridge of prayer from heavenly heights The certainest, surest thing I know The Christian army stands arrajed. The children are going to bed The children's day has come again. The clangof arms, the clash of steel The clouds hang low above my .... The clouds hang low in the Persian sky The cold and pitiless rain The crown of thorns He wore The cry for freedom The daisy is the children's flower. . The day is done, dear Lord The days of summer brightness. . . . The dewy rose of Sharon The dreamy night draws nigh The dull, chill prison building The Easter praises may falter The east hangs out a signal Thee will I worship, Jesus The face which duly as the sun .... The Father's house hath bread to spare The fairest action in our human life The feast was spread, the solemn. . The fields are whitening The firelight flickers from the burn- ing ember The first faint light of early day. . .. The first recorded words that brake The flo'.ver that blooms beyond out- reach The foot of spring is on yon blue . . The former things are passed away 378 The gates of glory opened wide 422 The gates of that city stand ever- ajar 153 The ghost of Christmas past 703 The gifted tell in song and history. 567 The glad bells of temperance are joyfully ringing 495 The golden beams of knowledge. .. 272 The golden gates are lifted up 195 The gray waves surge between 780 The harvest of rich and golden sheaves 564 The heavens declare the glory of God 24 The hours of evening close.. 66 The hurrying days, for all the work and praise 431 The "King in His beauty." 159 The lark's voice dies, when fall the leaves 869 310 1 The land in Holland is flat and low. 656 533 The land was wrung by famine.... 354 509 The lava always finds the sea 802 103 The legend says in Paradise 786 644 The leaves are falling, falliDg 718 556 The Lord is on His holy throne.... c0 172 The Lord my shepherd is, and I. . . 83 428 I The Lord of Hosts hath made for me 562 493 I The man of sorrows died 219 J The inarching orders we've received 647 711 j The Master has come over Jordan . 686 350 i The Master hath need of the reapers 411 531 The Master is come and calleth for 117 thee 426 730 | The Master's voice was sweet 108 709 I The midnight comes and my lamp. 437 750 1 The mind was formed to mount 658] sublime 116 i The mistakes of my life are many.. 525 129 ! The murmur of a waterfall 856 71 The nation hath said 775 484 The night is here, the peaceful 801 688 The night had spread her curtain.. 582 416 ; The night is dark, O Lord! 618 564 ! The night was dark and fearful 711 247 ' The night was dark on Galilee 66 I Then, women, build what men in 355 [ vain 629 718 j The past with its blackness 501 The prodigal with streaming eyes. . 524 The promised morning o'er us breaks 45S The promise of delicious youth may fail 828 The pure and holy lilies 190 The rainbow colors blended bright. 066 There are pain-prisoned souls 410 There are poems unwritten and songs 870 There are soldiers who have battled 500 There is a faith that e'er ascends . . 392 There is a gate that stands ajar. 179-180 94 There is a glow at harvest time S17 There is a God; all nature speaks. . 374 | There is a green hill far away 385 1 There is a name divinely sweet I There is a peace supremely pure. . . 217 There is a spot of consecrated 86S ground 50 j There is a truth so great There is joy among the angels 292 | There is life for a look at the cruci 710 , fied One WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. There is never a day so sunny 188 There is one name that I would trace 183 There is trouble in many a home to- day 595 There is woe in our country 47S There runneth an ancient legend. . 422 There's a call from the far-off heath- en land 335 There's a city bright and golden. . . 638 There's a funny tale of a 334 There's a light that is beaming above 478 There's a wonderful tree 412 There's an enemy at hand 497-4S9 There's a song ever new 38 There's a mighty temptation 570 There's a sigh in the heart 740 There's a star that shines on the blest highway 231 There's a.wail in the air 483 There's a waeful blank 733 There's music in a mother's voice . 724 There's not a gentle heart 762 There seems a voice in every gale.. 29 There was a time 779 There was heard a song 751 There was rest, sweet rest, in my weary heart 235 There was tumult on the water. . . 211 There were ninety and nine 535 There will be no sin nor pain 320 The right to be a woman 802 The rills unbound leap forth 43^ The ripened harvest smiled 857 Th ; roseate hues of early dawn 31 The Sabbath day was ending 862 The sacred Sabbath came last night 37 The sands of time are wasting 158 The Saviour calls, let every ear 108 The Saviour! Oh! what endless charms 121 The setting sun fills all the sky 8S3 The scene is fresh before us 1S8 The sea of life, — it is deep and wide 512 The shadows of the evening hours. 66 The Shepherd of the Orient 84 The shining of the earliest star .... 71 The signal lights are glancing 477 The snow lay heavy 603 The star of hope has risen 491 The stone is rolled away 329 The storm had spent its rage 816 The storm-king's abroad 589 The. sun had risen, the air was sweet 56 The sun is down, the stars are out . 702 The sunlight's glimmer through 159 The surging sea of human life 765 The sweetest face in all the world.. 723 The sweetest picture that 730 The sweetest saint, Elizabeth 354 The to-come of the world 767 The trance of golden afternoon 441 The vast illimitable power of God. . 52 The voice is the voice of a leader. .. 612 The voice of Jesus! hark, my soul.. 216 The voice of my best beloved was still 392 The wanderer no more will roam. .. 181 The way lies over the mountain road 617 The way is long, my darling 747 The way seems dark: O Saviour, reach 3S7 The way was long and 761 The weary night seems long 254 The whole wide world for Jesus . . . 279 The words came with my weeping. The work of our hands establish Thou it They are not most at home They are waiting for the coming. . . They call me, they call me They never seem to be far away . . . They hushed their breath, that no- ble band They laid him down with They lived and they were useful. . . They planted them together. They never seem to be far away . . . They're gathering homeward . . They" re crossing the river They tell us Victor Hugo's dead — They that trust in the Lord They told me I was heir Thick darkness ettled o'er the lands Thine are the rivers Thine forever, God of love Thine, most gracious Lord Thine the bearing and forbearing. . Think it no excuse, boys This day I will arise and stand . . . This temple, Lord, our temp'rance home This revelation, — holy, just, and true This way! where sweet breathed. . . Thorns pierced a holier than Thou. Tho' the night be dark Thou art coming, O my Saviour Thou art gone on high Thou art high in Thy glory Thou art come from the spirit's land, thou bird ■ " Thou art my Shepherd caring Thou art the way Thou beauteous star that lifts Thou didst leave Thy throne Thou didst pass from my sight Thou hast the glow of the summer sun Thou hast said, blessed Saviour Thou healer of the broken heart . Thou holy God, the truth, the light Thou iayest Thine hand on the. . . . Thou lovely source of true delight . Thou only sovereign of my heart. .. Thou teacher of our spirits, Thou. . Thou wakest, my baby boy, from inou wilt never grow oiu Thou who didst for Peter's faith. . . Thou who didst stoop below Thou who hast said, n I essed Saviour Thou who knowest all our grief. . . Though all around Heaven's guards are set. Though fondly we cherish the flag. Though buffetted and tempest-worn Though I have sown and reaped no Though in a narrow, humblesphere Though 1 shrink in human pain. . 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WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. m^m pp -^m a=3=^=^: -r stars of light, Praise -t 1= Praise ye him, sua and moon ; praise him all ye :ffi*: J==t :£=J» -J*zi^rt& 3^2EE£ l*=tSZ tF=l= :S-:^: cav'ns of heav'ns, and ye wa - ters that bove the heav'ns. =t=t=Ct ii=^=£ : Let them praise the name of the Lord : :g:l=J: -£=!= :p=t =S=E =£=t £z=*=£±zz for He com-mand and they were ere v ___^- Iff: St" • i v ed, O Lord our Lord, how ex - eel-lent L-4- mm *= =P=b4:f ===?£ ^ t±=t -I r^^F^ 1 s :^i — :2r^r -^ Thy name the earth! Who hast thy glo - ry ^=^ :g=£±=£= bove the heavens _1E: ft fefe=ac=U=p: 162=3*: 14=3: =*:=*=z?i: X"^ -^T ^=>: =J=a£ =2=z2 When I con- sid-er Thy heavens, The work of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which Thou hast ordained st; What is man that Thou art mindful of him? and the son of man that thou vis - it - est WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. SABBATH CLOSINC HYMN. FANNY CROSBY. Music by MRS. JOSEPH F. KNAPP. By per. 1. Fad - ing, slow - ly fad - ihg, sweet Sab-bath day, . . 2. Fad - ing, slow - ly fad - ing, sweet day of rest, . . Like a hallow'd mem - 'ry. Still thy beau-ty lin - gers -m * J^r Duett Lin - gers thy gold - en ray.. O - ver the ro - sy west. Dear Sav - iour, now to ev - *ry heart, Keveal the way, the Our earth - ly joys will soon de - cline, Our earth - ly hopes but -o- Pip^Sppif truth imparl,Thatleads to life be-yond the skies, Where pleasure nev - er dies.. Fad - ing, slow-]y faint - ly shine; Then may we shine on wings of love, And rest with God a- bove.. ^Si=i=s=@ r W- -m * -i S- 2 Ws p> , -3 -TZZZ~ fad -ing, sweet Sab -bath day In gen- tie tones it seems to say: Pass -ing a - way! -Jl- r^g^* &=^ I ig a - way! In gen - tie tones it seems to say: Pass-ing a - way! a - way!.. mm mm 27 f ouisa f arsans jj ophins. Louisa Parsons Hopkins is a graduate of Framingham, Mass., State Normal School. She is the author o£ "Motherhood," and "The Breath of Field and Shore," from which the following hymn of praise is taken, by her permission. Some of her stanzas rise to a poetic height that is rare. Very much that she has written has been done under a multitude of pressing duties, in obedience to that instinct for expression which indicates the mission of the heaven-born poet. ELOHIM. 1 We praise thee, Elohim, Throned in the cloud! Swift lightnings express thee, And thunderings loud; Sweep, hurst like a whirlwind From height uuto height, Grand chorus of trumpets Proclaiming his might! 2 Unclothed are the mountains, And naked and hoar The ancient rocks tremble Thy presence before. In thick clouds and darkness Thy majesty hide, For the day of thy coming, Ah ! who may abide ! 3 O'er foot-scorching deserts Thy sun-arrows smite, Devouring fire, Thy glory and light! Till in great rock-shadows The heat fades away, And the cool rest of eventide Endeth the day. 4. Hark ! hark! from the rock-cleft We hear thee proclaim, " Long-suffering, merciful ! " Gracious, new name ! O, gentle hand-cover! O, soft touch of love ! O, heart like a mother, Our weakness above! 5 Thy flock like a shepherd Thou'st tenderly led, In thirsty land nourished, In barren land fed. No longer thy glory Our spirits appall. But patience and tenderness Covereth all. 6 Ye zones of winds rushing, Ye streams of the sea, Ye desert-wells gushing Perennial and free, Ye fountains of waters And gathering rain, — Join all your glad voices To swell the refrain! 7 Ye giand rock-hewn temples, Shafts piercing the skies, Ye stairways of angels From Sinai that rise ; Ye great congregation, Redeemed by his rod, — Awake the grand anthem To Israel's God! 8 Touch gently, maidens, The timbrel and lute! Sing softly, sweet singers, Harsh cymbals, be mute! But let the harp's yearning Breathe out on the air The sweetness of worship, The nearness of prayer! 9 Toss high, ye palm-trees, Your emerald plumes! Bright tamarisk blossoms, Waft wide your perfumes! Wave, purple acacia, Your tassels abroad, And offer sweet incense To Israel's God. LOUISA PARSONS HOPKINS, J|mte Stcck. Miss Anne Steele was born in 1716 and died in 1778. She was the daughter of a Baptist clergyman and wrote more than one hundred and forty hymns, most of which were first published in England, her native country. She frequently wrote under the nom de plume, of "Theodosia." ADORATION. John 1: 14. 1 Awake, awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord! Let every heart and every tongue Adore th' eternal Word. 2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power, By whom the worlds were made — Oh, happy morn! illustrious hour! — Was once in flesh arrayed! 3 Then shone almighty power and love, Li all their glorious forms, When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms ! 4 Adoring angels tuned their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture, then, let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 5 What glory, Lord, to Thee is due ! , With wonder we adore ; But could we sing as angels do, Our highest praise were poor. ANNE STEELE. WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. CORONATION. c. M. 1 Lord, when my raptured thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach Thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, ■ And speak their source divine. 3 On me Thy providence hath shone With gentle, smiling rays ; O let my lips and life make known Thy goodness and Thy praise. 4 All-bounteous Lord, Thy grace impart; O, teach me to improve Thy gifts, with ever-grateful heart, And crown them with Thy love ! _NNE STEELE. to. Carrie f . %mt Mrs. Carrie L. Post was born 1824, in Ashford, Conn. She has written quite extensively for various papers and periodicals, prominent among which are The Advance, The Sunday Magazine, Life and Light, and the Illinois State Journal. JEHOVAH'S DWELLING-PLACE. S. M. Tune, Boylston. 1 There is a truth so great Nature dare not deny, Yet foolish man sits in debate And doubts a God on high! 2 "In my warm rays He dwells," Saith the uprising sun, And crimson sky at twilight tells Who hath its tinting done. 3 Gently the falling dew Freshens the sunburnt sod, And whispers sweetly, "Unto you I am Jehovah, God." 4 "In me," the thunder roars ; "In me," the rain-drops cry; "In our pavilion upward soars," The gathering clouds reply. 5 "And on my speedy wings Rideth," the whirlwind saith; The perfumed air, obeying, brings His ever-quickening breath. 6 The garners full of grain, The teeming earth and sea, Sing evermore the glad refrain, "Jehovah dwells in me." 7 The insect chirps his thanks, And drinks his drop of dew; White violets on mossy banks, How sweet God maketh you! An old, old Book I turn, Scanning its leaves all o'er, Jehovah's dwelling-place, I learn. Is fixed — forevermore. Yet a more powerful voice Than all combined can be, Sings me this song, and I rejoice. "Jehovah dwells in me." 'A III: I K L. POST. Springfield, 111., 1880. AT THE MERCY SEAT. 8's & 7's double. 1 God is in His holy temple ! Let the waiting people bow At the mercy-seat, imploring Him a blessing to bestow ; For the sins of strange omission, For the wrong which, we have done Let us humbly pray for pardon Thro' the dear atoning One. 2 God is in His holy temple ! Worshiping, let us adore, Telling o'er the wondrous story How the Lamb our sins once bore. That our souls, all stained with crimson, Pure and spotless might become, Ready at the feast to gather When He calls His children home. 3 Let glad songs and sweet hosannas From each tuneful voice arise, Songs of praises, which like incense, Mount above these lower skies ; Till our earthly service ended, We with saints above unite In the everlasting chorus, "Unto Him be power and might! ' IN HIS TEMPLE. 1 God is in His temple now ; God, Jehovah ! King of kings ! All the angels lowly bow, Veil their faces with their wings. Oh, my soul, thyself abase ! Who shall stand before His face ? 2 Oh, Thou One of Ancient Days, Just and holy is thy name ; Solemn, fearful is thy praise Whom our highest notes defame : Holy reverence, deep and strong, Checks our prayer and stills our song. 3 God in Heaven above the skies, I, on earth, how wide the space! From my heart, a bridge of sighs Rises to that holy place ; But the Lofty One, the guest, Comes to visit contrite dust. JENXY BLAND ESAUCHAMP. 21) gforgawt (B. Minsto. Margaret E. Winslow is regarded as one of the finest of American poets. She has written for many papers and periodicals, among them the New York Ohserver, and has numerous poems published in vari- ous volumes. She is also doing much good as a Gospel Temperance Evangelist. TWO TEMPLES. "Which temple ye are.'''' 1 Two temples God hath budded Him, His dwelling place to be. The one is roofed with blue and gold And paved with earth and sea; Its pillars are the forest-shafts; Its organ-swell, the breeze; The echoes of its symphonies Float wide among the trees. 2 Within this, temple's treasure-vault All gold and jewels lie, With every precious thought of God Inwrought in earth or sky ; The hidden springs of life are there, And nature's endless chain; Ten million myriad clasping links, None falsely forged, or vain. 3 No center of barbaric pomp Attests the temple's shrine, No holiest of the holies ; all Is perfect, all divine, Where priest and snowy acolyte Pour ceaseless praise and prayer; And the whole fane is flushed with light, For God is everywhere. 4 The other temple, poor and mean It seemeth unto me, Narrow and ruinous and low, And pitiful to see. Its floors and walls are stained with sin, Its chants are choked with tears, Around the broken shafts of hopes Sweep the sad blasts of fears. 5 In other not forgotten years Foul spirits held their sway. And round its altar day and night Disported in their play ; And through the breach their entrance forced The tempest sad and drear Sweeps unresisted, and maintains A winter all the year. 6 Yet He whose purpose hidden lies Behind His loving will Makes this His choice abiding-place, And loves and guards it still; Again He builds its altar-fires; His Spirit warm and free, Breathes through its darkened corridors Fresh life and liberty. 7 Two temples! One, to worship grand By bells of earth and air Is calling all created things For festal hisdi and rare. The other, where the Christ abides, Sweet service day by day, With homely interchange of love, Doth in its ritual lay. Two temples' Open eyes may see God's glory everywhere, And earthly ears may hear the bells Proclaim it on the air ; But in the lowly and defiled, Degraded and down-trod, To see and prize the temple still Is worthy of a God. So we. while kneeling in the great, While serving in the small, Despise no temple's low estate, Since God hath builded all ; But seek to open every heart By love, and faith, and prayer, That Christ may find His dwelling-place And temple everywhere. ALL THY WORKS SHALL PRAISE THEE. 1 There seems a voice in every gale, A tongue in every Mower, Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale Of Thy almighty power ; The birds, that rise on quivering wing, . Proclaim their Maker's praise, And all the mingling sounds of spring To Thee an anthem raise. 2 Shall I be mute, great God, alone 'Midst nature's loud acclaim ? Shall not my heart with answering tone, Breathe forth Thy holy name ? All nature's debt is small to mine ; Nature shall cease to be ; Thou gavest — proof of love divine — Immortal life to me. MRS. AMELIA OPIE. HEAVEN ON EARTH. CM. 1 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue ; And let the joys of heaven impart Their influence to our song. 2 Come, Lord, Thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound Thy praise, Our hearts adore Thy name. 3 Dear Saviour, let Thy glory shine, And fill Thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heaven on earth appear. ANNE STEELE- 30 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. ISRAEL'S GIFT, AND OURS. I. 1 Whence came such store of gold, And treasures manifold, Offered by Israel at Thy sacred shrine, When, in a desert land, 1 1 ey brought, at Thy command, With joyful heart and hand, these gifts of Thine ? 2 Egyptian spoils were these, From stately palaces, Hastily torn from lovely arm or head, To speed their slaves away, When, on that woeful day, In every house there lay the first born dead? 3 Or did the mines provide, On the bare mountain side, Their wealth of precious metal for Thy shrine, Pillars and beams to enfold, And form, of purest gold, The vessels manifold for use divine? 4 With willing hearts and glad, Bringing whate'er they had, They laid their offerings at Thy prophets' feet ; The women spun and wove, The men, wise-hearted, strove ; In varied ways their love wrought service meet. 5 So, day by day, they wrought, And every morning brought Free offerings, as their hearts were pure and free : Until the wise men cried: "More than enough, provide These willing hearts, and tried, in poverty." 6 This people, whom the Lord Supported by His word, Fed in the desert with daily bread from heaven, Whose garments waxed not old, Their purple, linen, gold, And precious things untold, to Him had given. 7 Glorious His shrine was made, Its pillars overlaid, And clad with gold its every shaft and rod; And, holiest unto Him, Within its chamber dim, 'Neath shadowing cherubim, the Ark of God. 8 What matter if they dwell In tents of hair or fell Of beast, and ever live on simple fare — Who knoweth, far and wide, Another state, beside, With whom their God doth bide, they are His care? II 1 Like Israel of old, Our silver and our gold, Our strength and skill, ourselves, we give to Thee, In answer to Thy call, Wilt Thou accept it all, However poor or small the gift may be? 2 Our precious things misused, Or to false gods abused, Pass, if Thou wilt, through purifying flame, So that Thou make them Thine, And, in Thy hands divine, Let them transmuted shine, all free from shame! 3 Ours be the willing mind, And trusting heart, inclined To give to Thee as we from Thee receive ! 'Tis by Thy love alone Such grace to us is shown, For all things are Thine own ; of Thine we give. 4 And Thou, who dost supply The manna from on high, And seed for sowing to the sowers' hand, Wilt give us seed to sow, And make it spring and grow A thousand fold, we know, to bless Thy land. ESTHER THOME, 1882, Mrs. Sigourney, whose maiden name was Huntley, was born in Nor- wich, Connecticut, in 1791, She was the only child of pious parents. At the age of eight, she wrote verses which were marked by a rhyth- mical accuracy. She carefully hid, for years, all her effusions, with a nervous fear lest they should be discovered. One point in her childish character — so strong as to be worth recording — was an ardent love and reverence for the aged, and an extreme tenderness towards animals. Notwithstanding her poetic literary tastes, she was fond of domestic em- ployments, and spinning was a favorite accomplishment. She thus assisted in constructing many fabrics of enduring benefit to the family; among others an entire suit of broadcloth for her father, which he is said to have worn with peculiar satisfaction. To those who have read Mrs. Sigourney's "Letters to Young Ladies, " it will be pleasant to learn, that in her own case, precept and practice were uot divided. At the age of eighteen she published her first volume, called " Moral Pieces in Prose and Verse." At twenty she was married to a merchant of wealth and education in Hartford. The one great aim of her life seemed to he to do good. In 1822 she published a poem called "Traits of the Aborigines of America," devoting all the proceeds to charity. In 1840 she spent a year abroad, and on her return gave to the world "Pleasant Memories of Pleasant Lands." Her poems and hymns are very numerous, and no collection is considered complete without them. Nearly two years since, (in 1882) the compiler of this volume stood by her tomb in the cemetery at Hartford, Conn., where her body was hid from mortal sight in 1865, her pure soul havto,j gone to its reward. TRUE PRAYER. "The Lord is in His holy temple; let all the Earth keef. silence before Him." 1 The Lord is on His holy throne, He sits in Kingly state; Let those who for His favor seek, In humble silence wait. 2 Your sorrows to His eye are known, Your secret motives clear, It needeth not the pomp of words To pour them on His ear. 3 Doth Death thy bosom's cell invade ? Yield up thy flower of grass : Swells the world's wrathful billows high? Bow down and let it t:;v «. 31 4 Press not thy purpose on thy God, Urge not thine erring will, Nor dictate to the Eternal mind, Nor doubt thy Maker's skill. 5 True prayer is not the noisy sound That clamorous lips repeat, But the deep silence of a soul That clasps Jehovah's feet. LYDTA HUNTLEY SIGOU.&NEY. Hartford, Conn, 1847. GRATITUDE. 1 Now let my soul, eternal King, To Thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee with humble homage bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings Thy boundless love, In worlds below, and worlds above ; But in Thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of Thy grace. 3 Here what delightful truths I read ! Here I behold the Saviour bleed ; His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart and checks my fear. 4 Here Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my laboring conscience peace ; Here lifts my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. 5 For love like this. Oh, let my song, Thro' endless years. Thy praise prolong; Let distant climes Thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. ANNE STEELE, FOR WHAT SHALL I PRAISE THEE? 1 For what shall I praise Thee, my God and my King, For what blessings the tribute of gratitude bring? Shall I praise Thee for pleasure, for health, or for ease, For the sunshine of youth, for the garden of peace ? 2 For this I should praise; but if only for this, I should leave half untold the donation of bliss ! I thank thee for sickness, for sorrow, and care, For the thorns I have gathered, the anguish I bear ; 3 For nights of anxiety, watching, and tears, A present of pain, a prospective of fears ; I praise Thee, I bless Thee, my Lord and my God, For the good and the evil Thy hand hath bestowed ! CAROLINE FRY. (WILSON. ) Died 1846. OUR STRENGTH AND GUIDE. 1 Thou holy God, the truth, the light, From everlasting still the same ; Our strength by day, our guide by night, We bow before Thy righteous name : We seek to know our Father's will, And bid our troubled hearts be still. 2 From sin's dark mazes set us free, From gloomy doubts and error's thrall ; Pure, meek, and trusting we would be, And listening to Thy loving call, We'll follow where the Shepherd leads, O'er flinty rocks or dewy meads. 3 When pleasure's giddy paths allure, Or dark temptation seeks to win Our souls from thee, O make us pure, O keep us from all guilt and sin ; May grace sufficient e'er be given, To lead us home to Thee in heaven. 4 When we shall see Thee as Thou art, And join the angels at Thy feet ; May we be given some humble part, As we shall tread the golden street, Some work for Thee, still done in love, AiQoni' the ransomed hosts above. GOD OF MY LIFE- L. M. 1 God of my life, to Thee belong The grateful heart, the joyful song ; Touched by Thy love, each tuneful chord Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 2 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care ? Why doth Thy hand so kindly rear A useless cumberer of the ground. On which so little fruit is found P 3 Still let the barren fig-tree stand. Upheld and fostered by Thy hand ; And let its fruit and verdure be A grateful tribute, Lord, to Thee. ELIZABETH SCOTT, 1764. THE SOUL'S DESIRE 1 The roseate hues of early dawn, The brightness of the day, The crimson of the sunset sky, How fast they fade away ! 2 Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven ! Oh, for the golden floor ! Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness, That setteth nevermore ! 3 The highest hopes we cherish here,. How soon they tire and faint! How many a spot defiles the robe That wraps an earthly saint! 4 Oh, for a heart that never sins I Oh, for a soul washed white ! Oh, for a voice to praise our King, Nor weary day nor night ! 5 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, And grace to lead us higher ; But there are perfectness and peace, Beyond our best desire. 6 Oh, by Thy love and anguish, Lord, And by Thy life laid down. Grant that we fall not from Thy grace, Nor fail to reach our crown ! 32 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. IMMANUEL 7s. 1 God with us ! oh, glorious name ! Let it shine in endless fame ; God and man in Christ unite ; Oh, mysterious depth and height ! 2 God with us ! the eternal Son Took our soul, our flesh, and bone ; Now, ye saints, His grace admire, Swell the song with holy fire. 3 God with us ! but tainted not With the first transgressor's blot ; Yet did He our sins sustain, Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 4 God with us ! oh, wondrous grace ! Let us see Him face to face ; That we may Immanuel sing, As we ought, our God and King. SARAH SLINN. HOW SWEET THE LAY. Matt. 14 : 23. 1 How sweet the melting lay Which breaks upon the ear, When at the hour of rising day Christians unite in prayer. 2 The breezes waft their cries Up to Jehovah's throne : He listens to their humble sighs, And sends His blessings down. 3 So Jesus rose to pray Before the morning light- Once on the chilling mount did stay, And wrestle all the night. 4 So Jesus still doth pray Before the morning bright, On heavenly mountains far away, While we toil here in night. 5 Leave, Lord, Thy vigil there, Descend upon life's wave ; Come to the bark through midnight air, The storm shall cease to rave. MRS. BROWK. GOD IS LOVE. From "Songs of Delight," by per. 1 Sing, the morning light is breaking. And the shadows fly ; Earth, in all its beauty waking, Praises God most high. Sing, the zephyrs soft are o'er us, Fleecy clouds above, While the birds in joyful chorus, Tell us God is love. 2 Now the noon is bright and glowing, Rest would be so sweet ; When the brook is softly flowing, And the shadows meet. Summer's light and life are o'er us, Summer skies above, All the world is bright before us, Knowing God is love. Weary feet are homeward turning, Lower sinks the sun ; Sunset clouds in splendor burning, Tell us day is done. Pray, the shadows deepen o'er us, Darker all above, But the stars in solemn chorus, Whisper God is love. CLARA B. HEATH, ita. gBrbanOr. Ann Letitia Aiken was born at Kibworth Harcourt, Leicestershire. 20th June, 1743. Her father, the Rev. J. Aiken, was principal of a boys' school. It was not until she was thirty years of age that Miss Aiken published, in 1773, a volume of poems, written at various periods. In 1774 she. married the Rev. Rochement Barbauld, the minister of a Dis- senting congregation at Palgrave, Suffolk, where he and Mrs. Barbauld conducted a boarding school for boys. Mrs. Barbauld published vari- ous works, and distinguished herself by promoting the cause of ration- al education. She wrote fourteen articles for "Evenings at Home," a work published by her brother, Dr. Aiken, with whom she resided after the death of her husband. Died 1825. WELCOME MORN. 0. M. 1 Again the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 2 Oh, what a night was that which wrapt The heathen world in gloom ! Oh, what a sun which broke this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 5 Jesus ! the friend of human kind, With strong compassion moved, Descended, like a pitying God, To save the souls He loved. 6 Exalted high at God's right hand, And Lord of all below, Through Him is pardoning love dispensed, And boundless blessings flow. 7 And still for erring, guilty man A brother's pity flows ; And still His bleeding heart is touched With memory of our woes. 8 To Thee, my Saviour and my King, Glad homage let me give ; And stand prepared, like Thee, to die, With Thee that I may live. ANN LETITIA BARBAULD, 33 AN ACCEPTABLE OFFERING. c. M. 1 When, as returns this solemn clay, Man comes to meet his God, What rites, what honors shall He pay ? How spread His praise abroad? 2 From marble domes and gilded spires, Shall clouds of incense rise ? And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly sacrifice ? 3 Vain, sinful man ! creation's Lord Thy offerings well may spare ; But give thy heart, and thou shalt find Thy God will hear thy prayer. ANN LETITIA BARBAULD. 1778. TRUSTFULNESS. C. M. 1 O Father, though the anxious fear May cloud to-morrow's way, No fear nor doubt shall enter here ; All shall be Thine to-day ! 2 We will not bring divided hearts To worship at Thy shrine ; But each unworthy thought departs, And leaves this temple Thine. 3 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, Of earth and folly born ; Ye shall not dim the light that From this celestial morn. L. BARBAULD. SPRING. C. M. 1 While verdant hill and blooming vale Put on their fresh array, And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the vernal day ! 2 Oh, let my wondering heart confess, With gratitude and love, The bounteous hand that deigns to bless The garden, field, and grove ! 3 The bounteous hand my thoughts adore, Beyond expression kind, Hath sweeter, nobler gifts in store, To bless the craving mind. 4 That hand, in this hard heart of mine Can make each virtue live ; And kindly showers of grace divine, Life, beauty, fragrance give. ANNE STEELS. THE SACRED WORD. 1 Father of mercies, in Thy word What endless glory shines ! Forever be Thy name adored, For these celestial lines. 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around, And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 4 Oh, may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be Thou forever near ; Teach me to love Thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. ANNE STEELE. 1760. WHERE JESUS REIGNS. , Rev. 21 : 23. 1 Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray, To animate our feeble strains, From the bright realms of endless day — The blissful realms where Jesus reigns ! 2 There, low before his glorious throne, Adoring saints and angels fall ; And, with delightful worship, own His smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. 3 Immortal glories crown his head, While tuneful hallelujahs rise, And love, and joy, and triumph, spread Through all the assemblies of the skies. 4 He smiles, — and seraphs tune their songs To boundless rapture, while they gaze ; Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues Resound his everlasting praise. 5 There all the followers of the Lamb Shall join at last the heavenly choir : Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme Awake our faith and warm desire ! ANNE STEELE. HIS LOVE, c. M. 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song ; Oh, may his love, immortal flame, Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach, What mortal tongue display ! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left his radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die ! Was ever love like this ? 4 Blest Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Saviour died for me." 5 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming name, And join the sacred song. HARRIET D. STEELE, 34 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. «Is Juirtingtmt pita. Emily Huntington Miller has written much in prose and verse. Her stories and hymns are eagerly sought after, being thoroughly orthodox, and consequently regarded as safe for young readers and singer3. THE EARTHLY AND THE HEAVENLY TEMPLE. 1 Enter Thy temple, glorious King! And write Thy name upon its shrine, Thy peace to shed, Thy joy to bring, And seal its courts forever Thine. 2 Abide with us, Lord, we pray, Our strength, our comfort, and our light ; Sun of our joy's unclouded day! Star of our sorrow's troubled night! 3 If from Thy paths our souls should stray, Yet turn to seek Thy pardoning grace, Cast not our contrite prayer away, But hear from heaven, Thy dwelling-place. 4 Grant us to walk in peace and love, And find, at last, some humble place In that great temple built above, Where dwell Thy saints before Thy face. MRS. EMILY H, MILLER. Mrs Mil'sr was born in Brooklyn, N.T., in 1833. The well and favor- ably known D-. Thomas Huntington was her fath-T, and her mother was one of earth's rare fruits. Her grandfather Huntington was one of Washington's staff officers. At the Oberlin College where she was edu- cated, she first met Mr. John H. Miller. Thsy were married in 1859. Of their four children three have grown up into the "whole-souled" sort of men who never sneer at "intellectual women," as another expresses it, For ten years Mrs. Miller was associate editor of the "Corporal," founded during the war by Alfred L. Sewel), a Chicago publisher, after- wards taking the entire supervision. She has contributed much prose and verse to many papers and magazines of the higher class, and has writtsn and had published "The Royal Boad to Fortune," "The Kirk- Tvood Library," "Capt. Fritz," "Home Papers," and numerous other works. She is prominently connected with both foreign missions and temperance work, aird has lectured with great acceptance in behalf of both causes. In regard to her husband's high appreciation of his wife's literary attainments, Miss Willard closes a sketch of her as follows:— "Talk of the 'chivalry' of ancient days! Go to, ye mediaeval ages, and learn what that word means. Behold the Christian light of the nine- teenth century of grace, in which we have the spectacle, not of lances tilted to defend 'my lady's' beauty, by swaggering knights who could not write their names, but the noblest men of the world's foremost rac* placing upon the brows of those most dear to them, above the wreath of Venus the helmet of Minerva, and leading into broader paths of oppor- tunity and knowledge the fair divinities who preside over their homes." 1886. 1 Praise ye the Lord — let praise employ, In his own courts, your songs of joy ; The spacious firmament around Shall echo back the joyful sound. 2 Recount His works in strains divine, His wondrous works — how bright they shine ! Praise Him for all His mighty deeds, Whose greatness all your praise exceeds. 3 Let all whom life and breath inspire, Attend, and join the blissful choir; But chiefly ye, who know his word, Adore, and love, and praise the Lord ! ANNE STEELE. IN THE BATTLE. 1 God is in the din of battle ; I have heard His conq'ring car As it rushed along the heavens from the realms of glory far; 1 have heard the stately steppings of His coursers to the war As they went marching on. 2 God is by the blazing camp-fire ; I have heard His "still, small voice," As He whispered to the sinner, " Make the paths of right your choice : " I have seen the contrite wand'rer in His pardon free rejoice, As he went marching on. 3 I have seen Him by the death-bed where the wounded soldier lay, I have seen the peaceful sweetness on the lips of pallid clay, I have watched the franchised spirit as it to the realms of day Went swiftly marching on. 4 I have seen Him in the struggle when retreat was close cut off, And the captive legions listened to their conq'rer's taunting scoff; I have heard Him say, "This potion to the dregs my foes must quaff As they go marching on." 5 I have heard Him in the vict'ry when the flag was floating high, And the people's joyous peans on the air rose far and nigh, When "To God be praise and glory" was our exultant cry, As we went marching on. 6 We are "treading in the wine press" where our Surety trod before : We are walking in the furnace where the gold is melted o'er And He waits to see His image in our spirit's inward core, As we go marching on. 7 Thou who ever with Thine armies in the days of old didst dwell Their glorious Lord and Leader when the hosts before them fell, Thou whose name wast proudly mentioned in the song's triumphant swell, As they went marching on ; 8 Lead us onward thro' the conflict, the wine- press and the flame, Make our starry banner glorious with thine all - prevailing name, Nor put out the raging war-fires till our country, free from shame, Goes proudly marching on. BUM* V. ALDRICH. 1862. 35 I WOULD DRAW NIGH. "Draw nigh to God, and He will draw uijh to thee." 1 I would draw nigh, but tell me where ? In forest old and dim ? Or when on lonely mountain top The soul seems nearer Him ? 2 I would draw nigh ! but whither go ? Where purple sunlight falls, And music sways the charmed air Within the temple walls ? 3 Oh, soul ! no outward circumstance Of time, or state, or place, Debars the visits of Thy God, If thou dost seek His face — 4 If thou dost tread the holy ground With shoes from off thy feet ; And welcome the dear Comforter Who comes with solace sweet. 5 It is not thus with absent friends — Our soul with anguish torn, May cry, ''Would God that they were here !" On some refulgent morn, 6 When they go forth with gladsome eyes, Unconscious of our woe, And learn, at last with sad surprise, When all too late to know ! J And those who from our side have fled To breathe. celestial air, How should they hear, midst harmonies, The voice of our despair ? 8 The stifling mountains shut it in, The waters drown our cry ; No answer from untroubled depths Of the far-distant sky ! 9 Ah, thus it seems ; yet who can say That friend to friend no more Returns — returns as embassy, Fresh from the "Shining shore '." 10 But this we know, though friends should fail, God will draw nigh His own ; A loving word, or wish, may bring An answer from the throne. 11 And when we tread the sunless vale, Which Christ before hath trod, His word of promise shall not fail While we go home to God. ANNIE LENTHAL SMITH. HIS WITNESSES- Heb. 11 : 6. 1 There is a God ! all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies ; See ! from the clouds His glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise. 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God, And bow before Him, and adore. ANNE STEELE. MIDDAY. 1 A little rest, Lord, midway of Life's hours, A space of soft and summer-sweet repose ; Time to glance backward on bright morning's flowers, On weary wanderings ere the noontide goes ; Give me one hour of rest ! 2 A time to strengthen all the heart's faint hopes For toil and battle in the day's decline ; In the cool shade, where streams glide down the slopes, Thy humbler creatures drain noon's peaceful wine ; One hour, and I am blest ! 3 But no ? not e'en one little fleeting calm Of folded hands, and dreams, and dear delay ? 'Tis well ; the path will yield some precious balm ; Straightway I rise to press adown the day, And soon shall be Thy guest ! CELESTE Iff. A. WINSLOW, Keokuk, Iowa. OUR LIFE AND GUIDE. 1 Jesus, Son of Righteousness, Brightest beam of love divine, With the early morning rays Do Thou on our darkness shine. And dispel with purest light All our night, — all our night. 2 Like the sun's reviving ray, May Thy love, with tender glow, All our coldness melt away, Warm and cheer us forth to go ; Gladly serve Thee and obey, All the day, — all the day. 3 Thou, our only Life and Guide, Never leave us nor forsake ; In Thy light may we abide Till the eternal morning break ; Moving on to Zion's hill, Homeward still, — homeward still. COMMUNION IN LOVE. 1 Hail, happy clay ! thou day of holy rest, What heavenly peace and transport fill our breast ! When Christ, the God of grace, in love descends, And kindly holds communion with his friends. 2 Let earth and all its vanities be gone, Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone ; Its flattering, fading glories I despise, And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 3 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies, And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : Oh, meet my rising soul, thou God of love, And waft it to the blissful realms above ! 36 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. FROM EVERLASTING. L. M. 1 Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, Or heaven and earth in order stood ; Before the birth of ancient time, From everlasting, Thou art God. 2 A thousand ages, in their flight, With Thee are as a fleeting day ; Past, present, future, to Thy sight At once their various scenes display. 3 But our brief life's a shadowy dream — A passing thought, that soon is o'er — That fades with morning's eai-liest beam, And fills the musing mind no more. 4 To us, O Lord, the wisdom give Each passing moment so to spend That we at length with Thee may live, Where life and bliss shall never end. HARRIET AUBER. THOU HAST MADE SUMMER. Psalm Ixxiv: 17. 1 It is through a flower-strewn way That Thy children walk to-day, O God,who makest the Summer-time so beautiful to see; And the sweetly-scented air Bears upwards many a prayer Of loving, happy gratitude from the sons of men to [Thee. 2 There is sunshine on the hills, And the silver-sparkling rills Seem to laugh in low, glad music at some pleasant [tale retold ; And the soft, caressing shadows Steal about the sighing meadows, When the daisy whiteness softens the broad space of [burnished gold. 3 All the world is full of song, And the melody lasts long, From the opening of the day when the dawn and [darkness meet, Till the soft, reluctant light Leaves the land to rest and night, And Philomela's evening hymn arises soft and sweet. 4 O God, is any sad When the world is all so glad, . And thou hast made the Summer so full of joy and [love ? Are there tears in any eyes That look upward to Thy skies, When the earth in beauty vieth with the azure space [above ? 5 Alas, 'tis even so ! Thy children dwell below, Where sin and sorrow darken e'en brightest days of [May; Yet Thou, whose bounteous hand Has made so fair the land, Hast power to bless the sorrowful, when unto Thee [we pray. 6 For all the pain and sadness. Thou canst put joy and gladness In hearts that do not know them though "the corn [and wine increase." Hush Thou the care and strife That mar our human life, And give to every troubled one some share of love [and peace. 7 All things own Thy control ; Make Summer in the soul, Whose sobbings spoil with dissonance the season's [merry chime ; Thy blessings crowd the sod, — Be merciful, God, And give to every child of Thine the joy of Summer- time. MARIANNE FAKNINGHAM, IN ALL THINGS PRAISE. 1 For gladsome summer days, For joy and peace always, Dear Lord, I sing Thy praise ; For woful winter's night, Foi grief's long fearful fight, Still praise, O Lord of Light! 2 For all the calm I find, For lightsome, happy mind, I praise thee, Lord most kind! For all life's toil and strain, For weary heart and brain, I praise Thee, Lord, again. 3 For dear one's health and peace, And joys that still increase, My praises shall not cease ; Yea, for their grief and care, And burdens loved ones bear, I praise Thee still with prayer. 4 For home, for each dear friend, For life, till life shall end, My praises shall ascend; For dear ones gone before, For Death's foot at my door, I'll praise Thee, Lord, the more. 5 With gladness I'll receive The joys my God shall give, And praise Thee while I live ; The griefs Thou mayest send My heart in twain may rend — Still praises shall ascend. 6 And when kind Death shall stand To lead us by the hand Into Immanuel's land, I'll praise Thee and adore, Upon the heavenly shore, Dear Lord, forevermore. 37 ALL PRAISE AND GLORY. 1 Sing praise to God who reigns above, The God of power, the God of love, The God of our salvation ; With healing balm my soul He fills, And every faithless murmur stills ; To God all praise and glory! 2 The Angel host, O King of kings, Thy praise forever telling, In earth and sky all living things Beneath Thy shadow dwelling, Adore the wisdom which could span, And power which formed creation's plan: To God all praise and glory ! 3 What God's almighty power hath made, His gracious mercy keepeth ; By morning glow, or evening shade, His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth; Within the kingdom of His might, Lo ! all is just, and all is right To God all praise and glory! 4 O ye who bear Christ's holy name, Give God all praise and glory ! All ye who own His power, proclaim Aloud the wondrous story : Cast each false idol from His throne, The Lord is God, and He alone : To God all praise and glory ! pss Gils % iottijfei. Miss E. A. Hotchkiss, who writes under the nom de plume of Hazel Wilde, is a popular verse writer of the present day. She is versatile in style, and her articles are on many and varied themes. The following hymn, and another entitled "Supplication," in this volume, were penned on recovery from severe illness. While her life was despaired of, her soul life was quickened, and she reconsecrated herself to the Master's service. HIS NAME BE PRAISED. 1 God's love in all around I see, But wondrous is His love to me, Whose soul Himself from death set free: His Name be praised! 2 Almost my earthly course was run, God saved my life ! His will be done, Is now my prayer, through Christ His Son : His Name be praised! 3 Long time, in sin, I went astray, Oft as I ought I did not pray, God led me, then, His heavenly way : His Name be praised ! 4 Let soul and body bless Thee, Lord, Who strengthens both, who both restored; And to my mind Thy truths afford, Thy Name be praised ! ELLA A. HOTCHKISS, Westville, New Haven, Conn., 1888. IMP M> Martha Day was the eldest daughter of Jeremiah Day, L. L. D., President of Yale College, and was born at New Haven, Conn., on the yth of February, 1813. THE BOUNDLESS UNIVERSE. Psalm cii. All that it hath of splendor and of life, The living, moving worlds, in their bright robes, Of blooming lands, and heaving glittering waters, Even the still and holy depths of heaven, Where the glad planets bathe in floods of light, Forever pouring from a thousand suns, All, all, are but the garments of our God, Yea, the dark foldings of His outmost skirts ! Mortal ! who with a trembling, longing heart, Watchest in silence the few rays that steal, In their livid dimness, to thy feeble sight — Watch on, in silence, till within thy soul, Bearing away each taint of sin and death, Springs the hid fountain of immortal life! Then shall the mighty vail asunder rend, And o'er the spirit, living, strong, and pure, Shall the full glories of the God-head flow! THE COMING OF THE SABBATH. 1 The sacred Sabbath came last night, Silent, saintly, robed in white ; She parted the moonlit depths of blue With her star-gemmed prow and glided through. 2 The world was weary and vexed with heat, With sweat on his brow, and dust on his feet, And with panting tongue and heaving breast, He sighed for an hour of quiet rest. 3 She moored her boat on the fretted strand Of Time, and touched the shifting sand With her dainty foot, and sprang to meet The care-worn world with waters sweet. 4 Upon his brow she laid her hands, Unloosed his burden's galling bands, Pressed to his lips the waters cool, With which the springs of heaven are full. 5 " O vexing cares ! I bid you cease," She said, "and give the poor world peace. Stand ye aside one day in seven, And let me bring a breath of Heaven." 6 'Twas done ! With hands upon his breast The poor world settled to his rest ; From cheek and brow the fevered flush Was cooled away, — a sacred hush 7 With that sweet guarding Presence came ; The winds and waters learned her name, And while her dainty sail is furled, Steal lightly past the resting world. MRS. 3. M. I. HENRY. Evanstou, 111., 1883. WOMAN IN SACRED SONG THE NEW SONG. 1 There's a song ever new that the angels are singing, Thro' streets that a-e garden, from hearts ever [blest: There's a song ever * i -j"> r that the sweet hells are [ringing, As each week beg : 'ts with its Sabbath of rest. 2 There's a song ever new that the ransomed in glory Are singing to-day, as around the white throne, From the infant of days to the head that was hoary, They join in the praise of what Jesus hath done. 3 There's a song ever new that awaits us in heaven, "When earth-toil all finished, earth duties all done, We shall meet upon high with our sins all forgiven, And sit at the feet of the glorified One. 4 There's a song ever new, oh, proclaim it, ye mountains ! Shout, shout it with gladness, ye beautiful hills, Pour it forth in your flowing, ye rivers and fountains, • While ev'ry green vale with its melody thrills. By permission. E. SERVOgS. SWEET SABBATH DAY. "Gall the Sabbath a delight,"— Isa. liii: 13, 1 Sweet Sabbath-day of peace, Sweet day of rest and prayer; In it we read a Father's love, A Father's tender care. 2 Thro' all the busy week, To toil our days are given; But now we put these cares aside, And look from earth to heaven. 3 Here in this holy house, This place where God doth meet His friends, we lay our joyful songs Our off'rings at his feet. 4 Dear Lord, may Sabbath peace Pervade each troubled heart; May tho'ts of worldly toil and gain, And wrong desires depart. 5 Oh, fill our hearts with love For thee, thou First and Best: And may this day a foretaste be Of thy eternal rest. ANNA SHARK, Info $trae tfllwtt. Julia Anne Elliott, the daughter of John Marshall, of Hallsteads, and wife of the Rev. H. V. Elliott, was the author of many beautiful hymns, some of which were published in a collection made by her hus- band in 1835, entitled, "Psalms and Hymns for Public Worship." She died on the 3d of November, 1841, in Eugland, her native land. BRIGHT AND SACRED MORN. 1 Hail ! thou bright and sacred morn, Risen with gladness in thy beams! Light, which not of earth is born, From thy dawn in glory streams : Airs of Heaven are breath'd around, And each place is holy ground. 2 Sad and weary were our way, Fainting oft beneath our load, But for thee, thou blessed day, Resting-place on life's rough road! Here flow forth the streams of grace, Strengthen'd hence we run our race. 3 Great Creator! who this day From Thy perfect work didst rest; By the souls that own Thy sway Hallow'd be its hours and blest ; Cares of earth aside be thrown, This day giv'n to Heaven alone ! 4 Saviour ! who this day didst break The dark prison of the tomb, Bid my slumbering soul awake, Shine through all its sin and gloom ; Let me, from my bonds set free, Rise from sin, and live to Thee ! 5 Blessed Spirit! Comforter! Sent this day from Christ on high ; Lord, on me Thy gifts confer, Cleanse, illumine, sanctify ! All Thine influence shed abroad, Lead me to the truth of God ! 6 Soon, too soon, the sweet repose Of this day of God will cease ; Soon this glimpse of Heaven will close, Vanish soon the hours of peace ; Soon return the toil, the strife, All the weariness of life. 7 But the rest which yet remains For Thy people, Lord, above, Knows nor change, nor fears, nor pains, Endless as their Saviour's love ; Oh! may every Sabbath here Bring us to that rest more near ! $rs. tamt f ark gnUf. Mrs. Urania Locke Bailey was born in Gill, Franklin Co., Mass,, and died March 25th 1882, at Providence, R. I. She was the author of many touching hymns, the best known of which are perhaps,— " The Master has come over Jordan" and "The mistakes of my life have been many." Through the kindness of her husband the following hymn is inserted from her well-known volume entitled "Star Flowers." Hers was a sweet and saintly spirit and the world has lost much by her removal. But being dead she yet speaketh through her beautiful hymns, breath- ing so much of patience and love. THE LORD'S DAY COMETH. 1 Falling half asleep, some spirit Seems to take me by the hand, Suddenly, without transition, To a radiant summer-land; Where the light is like a glory, Where the mountains are sublime, And the feet of young immortals Rather seem to fl'v tha:> climb. THERE'S A SONG IN THE VALLEY. PRAISE. 39 2 Trees are there, like palms in stature; Birds of shape and plumage rare, Streaked and hued like gorgeous lilies, Float along the ambient air. Then a voice, a stir, awakes me ; I am on a couch of pain ; And this weak and weary body Holds me like an iron chain. 3 Hark ! the robins in the linden ! Hark ! the swallows in the sun ! Singing for the joy of living ! Bliss of being just begun ! Hark! the Lord's day chimes are playing! List the sound of joyful feet Passing onward to the temples Where the Lord's beloved meet ! 4 Lo! another Lord's day cometh! Soon for me it may be here ! All my heart leaps up in gladness When I think it draweth near! Every fetter fallen from me In His countenance divine, I shall see Him in His beauty, Mary's risen Lord and mine! DAY OF REST. At last the lingering shades of night Have passed with mute adieu, And Nature's face again is bright With morning's roseate hue; Day never dawned with fairer light Beneath a sky of blue. LORD'S DAY SONG.* 2 A radiance overhangs the town — A charm half understood — The splendor of a golden crown Encircles field and wood ; Like that first morn when God looked down And saw " that it was good." 3 A holy calm o'er all the earth, A glory in the air, As if the glad sunlight had birth In some divinely fair Enchanted land, where songs of mirth Are echoed but in prayer. 4 Anon, the chime of sacred bells Falls on each listening ear ; With many a note of praise, that swells From choir and organ clear, To Him " who in the heavens dwells," And yet is ever near. 5 It is the Lord's appointed day — Sweet Sabbath day of rest; We put all earthly thoughts away, And kneel, our sins confessed, And humbly, penitently pray That we may still be blest. 6 Oh, peaceful, sacred Sabbath day! Blest day of all the seven ; 'Twere rapture here alone to stay From dawn till dewy even, In contemplation of the way That leadeth up to heaven. i HATTIB HOWARD. LUCY J. RIDER. ^=^s=^= -*-& Now in thy peace-ful Since thy first dawn-ing Fly at thy dawn-ing, -S- -9- ~ ~ ' ~ " ~ ' ^ 1. Beau-ti - ful morn- ing.' Day of hope, Dawn of a bet - ter life, 2. Beau-ti- ful morn- ing! All the week Wait - eth thy wel - come light, 3. Beau ti - fill morn - ing ! Grief and pain, Weep - ing be - fore the tomb, OUT! hours we rest, Far from earth's noise and strife, calm and clear, Out of the dark - est night. Je - sus rose, Je • sus dis-pelled the gloom. 9 + Morn - ing of ur - rec - tion joy, Day when the Saviour rose, Sing-ing shall greet thy opening hours, Singing shall mark thy close. i'..i.vi-ieht«l 1879, by "P. H. RKVKTX. By permission. WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. AGNES. C. M. HERBERT. MISS MATE L. RICKEY. 5i: i=t= as -^ — r 1. Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so bright, Bri - dal 2. Sweet rose! in air whose o - dors wave, And col of earth and sky; or charms the ey< :i=P : s* m The Thy mJU,--**- — m— -3= r* : P2 — t* «- — » — P — — 1»— & =1 H H—H iipif t> ij , i i 1 i ! 1 * rJv- ,fJ [1 — ' II dew root shall is weep e - thy ven fall in to - night, the grave, For And Thou, Thou, a - a - las! las! must must (lie die--.. dh^-A— f— -1 -J - — 1 -1 — 1 1 =1 z=i —J - j ^— 1 days de part, thy ro - ses fade, Thou too. a • las! must die — r\£-i7"ri 7Z) 1 — a* 1 — =1 — (-^ — 1 &> - -J -J -1 wi — — & — ?~3 =1 — 9> =1 m - O^-fl flow'rs de - cay, and sea - sons roll, it lives and can 1= : not die — m$$h=^ — =1 — a— =1 — — J — _j J 1 1 1— | — =! - _d_S=U ^^¥^ — S= rl *. f=» 0> ^=^ H From "The Standard." O. Ditson & Co. Boston. Irons §lanir gronxjianqj. Mrs. Jenny Bland Beauchamp, is the wife of Rev. S. A. Beauchamp, pastor of the Baptist Church, Denton, Texas. She is a woman of rigorous intellect, though small in stature. Her writings in both prose and poetry have been considerable. "The Woman's Journal" "Woman at Work," and various other periodicals and news papers, are enriched and enlivened by her contributions. She was the first one to propose a compilation of hymns and sacred poems by woman, through the columnsof The Inter-Ocean, some three anda half years since, Her appeal was at once seconded by men and women all over the land and has resulted in this volume. She is now President of the Texas Woman's Christian Temperance Union, and is filling the position most ably and acceptably. Thoroughly consecrated to the Master's use in any field, her power is felt for good in reform work, aud especially in the uplifting of woman to the position God designed her to occupy by the side of her brother, as an equal and a help-meet. DEDICATION HYMN, c. M. 1 We dedicate to God, today, This house for praise and prayer: Oh may we in this Temple, Lord, A better temple rear. 2 We'd build as built the saints of yore, Like to the pattern shown ; A glorious compact it shall be If Thou prepare the stone. S For goodly stones elect and clean, And fashioned by thy grace, Adorned with precious gems and gold Shall mark thy dwelling place. 4 Be thou the rock on which we stand Then we will fear no fall; Although the fearful storms of life May beat upon our wall. 5 Make here the fold of thine own sheep, Where we may dwell secure ; Let none intrude, who come not thro' The heaven appointed door. 6 Here we will tell thy dying love, And show the tokens given ; Will oft our solemn vows renew And tune our harps for Heaven. 7 But earthly temples made of clay, How soon, alas ! they fail ; Our feeble frames more frail than they Shall moulder in the vale. 9 Oh grant when earthly scenes are o'er To us this sweet reward, To tread Thine upper courts, and see Thy glorious temple, Lord. JENNY BT.AND BEAUCHAMP, 1882. ANNIVERSARY AND DEDICATION. 41 OUR WELCOME. 1 O God ! into thy temple come, Let Thy great presence bless ! Our yearning hearts could ask no more : They would not rest with less. 2 This altar is their refuge, Lord ! Drooping beneath the load Thy changeless love has ever laid, Thou good and gracious God ! 3 Thy changeless love ! Come, Church of Christ Gathered above, — below: — Ye angel-lips, once vocal here, Help us our thanks to show. 4 Distance and peril overpassed, Pastor and people rest ; And home is reached when Zion's courts The wandering feet have pressed. 5 O Heavenly Home ! thy pearly gates Are shining on our way ; There may our souls a welcome find, Such as we give to-day. LUtlJ tesjjingtoit. Lucy H. Washington (nee Walker) was born in Whitney, Addison County, Vermont, Jan. i, 1835. She graduated at Clover Street Seminary, Rochester, N. Y., in 1856. Many of her poems and hymns have been published in a neat volume entitled " Echoes of Song." She has long been recognized as a poet of ability and an effective lecturer on temper- ance and kindred topics. HALF A CENTURY. 1828. 1878. Fiftieth Anniversary of the Diamond Grove Baptist Church, near Jacksonville, Illinois. 1 A half a century has rolled Upon time's ceaseless flood, Since here an earnest few were called To plant a church of God. 2 Upheld by all sustaining grace, In mingled joys and tears, This church hath kept abiding place, Through all these changing years. 3 With melting hearts and humble prayer Unto our God we raise, We'll thank him for his watchful care, And sing his glorious praise. 4 For He hath led us all the way, Our shield and buckler He, Who brings us to this goodly day Of anniversary. 5 As now we dwell upon the past, In tender, sad review, O may that love which holds us fast, Our love and zeal renew. 6 The scrolls of half a century, Undimmed to-day they show The names of those who served their God Those fifty years ago. 7 And all along adown the line What record do they bring, Of many who have loyal been Unto their Glorious King. 8 Within the midst some still abide The banner to uphold, Which for these fifty years has stood, Inviting to the fold. 9 Others afar toil not in vain, Beneath the noontide sun, Who ne'er may view the scenes again, Where morning life begun. 10 Many have wearied by the way, And gone unto their rest — E'en as the sun, at close of day, Sinks in the azure west. 11 Yet as the sun resplendently Again at morn shall rise, All, all, shall re-united be In mansions in the skies. 12 When Time and Tide shall roll away, Then pass'd Death's turbid flood We'll dwell in everlasting day, Church of the living God. OUR OFFERING. Dedication of the Congregational Church, Hopkinton, Mass., January 19th, 1860. 1 Father, our offering we bring, In Jesus' sacred name, And humbly through His precious blood, Would thine accejotance claim. 2 Here may the Spirit with us dwell, An honored, constant Guest ; Here may His wondrous power be known, To give the weary rest. 3 May here, on wings of living faith, Ascend the voice of prayer, And to Thy glorious throne on high, Thy people's wishes bear. 4 Here may the notes of joyful praise, Like incense sweet, arise, To mingle with the angels' song, Above the upper skies, — 5 Until, thine earthly worship o'er, Through the Redeemer's love, We meet to praise Thee better still, Within Thy courts above. susie v. aldrich, Born 1828. Hopkinton, Mass. 42 WOMAN IN SACKED SONG. OUR FATHER AND OUR FRIEND. 1 God, our Father and our Friend, Around Thy throne our people bend, For blessings sent through countless days, Inspire our hearts with thanks and praise. 2 A life of working years has sped, Since hands were laid upon his head, With silvered locks, before Thee, now, Our pastor breathes again his vow. 3 Thou'st guided him midst joys and tears, Thy strength he's craved for doubts and fears, Thy hand to smooth the dying bed, Thy blessing begged on childhood's head. 4 Preserve our love as true and warm When age shall bow the shepherd's form ; May we, long fostered by his care, Our thanks to Thee unceasing bear. MRS. FRANCES E. BRIDGES. Hopkinton, Mass., 1863, PASTOR AND PEOPLE. 1 Our Father's God, on Thee we call, To meet Thy children here in love : Indite each thought — accept our praise, And make this scene a blessing prove. 2 We thank Thee that Thou'st spared so long This guide, the way of life to show ; To feed this flock — their joys to share, In hours of woe with them to mourn. 3 His labors, too, Thy hand has blessed, And souls have for his " seal " been given; Oh ! still Thy gracious aid bestow, And may Thy truth win souls for Heaven. 4 And when is hushed the "watchman's" voice, His trumpet tones no more we hear — Around Thy throne may we rejoice, And join in nobler worship there. m Cambridge. Ada Cambridge, an English writer, is the author of "Hymns on th Litany," Hymns on the Holy Communion," published in 1366, and ; tale entitled, "The Two Surplices." THE TEMPLE OF CHRIST. 1 On the dark threshold of His dwelling-place The Master stands ; And hark ! He knocks all gently at the door, As he has — oh ! so often — knocked before ; His voice is raised to plead With those His love has freed From woe eternal and death's iron bands. 2 How shall He find His temple-home prepared When He comes in ? That Light of light, with purity divine, Must it upon a soul's pollution shine ? Is it in ruins there — Once in His sight so fair ? Will it be choked with noisome weeds within ? 3 O Lord of life ! if it indeed be so, Then grant, we pray, Thine aid Divine its beauty to restore ! Let it be cold and dark and foul no more, But build its altar up : Pour out the brimming cup Of Thine own love, to cleanse each stain away. 4 Ah ! as within a great cathedral church The sunbeams shine On pure and perfect beauty, may the light Of heavenly grace and pardon, soft and bright, Shine upon hearts made fair By daily work and prayer — Meet for Thy presence and Thy love divine. ADA CAMBRIDGE. DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 1 Father, with our grateful praises At Thy throne we bow to-day, In the blessed name of Jesus Hear us, as to Thee we pray. Hear us, Father, Turn not from our plea away. 2 Sins confessing, pardon asking, Of ourselves we have no claim, Yet we plead the full forgiveness Thou hast promised in His name. Oh ! receive us In our Surety's blessed name. 3 We have built this habitation For Thy worship here below, Wilt Thou, gracious God, accept it And Thy blessing now bestow? Help us, Father, Here the seeds of life to sow. 4 May the gospel's precious story Here in earnest words be told, And may faithful shepherds gather Many lambs to swell the fold ; While hosannas Echo thro' the streets of gold. 5 Here may mourning hearts find comfort Sweeter far than earth can give,. And the dying learn, triumphant, How to die that they may live I More than conquerors, Learn to die that they may live ! 6 Now, dear Lord, accept our offering, Let Thy blessing on us rest ; In this earthly habitation Ever dwell an honored guest : May we serve Thee Till we meet amonsr the blest. ANNIVERSARY AND DEDICATION. 43 Xm %m\t f . Smit TWO HUNDRED YEARS. Read at the Bi- Centennial Anniversary of the First Congregational Church, Stonington, Conn. 1674. 1S74. 1 Just where Delft-Haven's sons look out Over die white sea-foam, ' Once knelt upon its shining sand Exiles from hearth and home. Upon its shining beach knelt down The May-Flower's little band, And asked that God would be their Guide To the far Western Land. 2 To that far Western Land they l came, And prayed upon its shore; Behind, the wild Atlantic wave ; The forests wild, before, — Behind, they left their sculptur'd Fanes, With windows broad and high, Where one unfading sunset reigns In rich emblazonry. 3 Before them spread the forest aisles, With pillar'd vistas fair, Where tones, like organ tones, were in The undulating air, — Where oft, through interlacing boughs, And leafy canopy, Streamed hints that God paints ev'ry day The windows of the sky. 4 They brought with them a treasure rare, Not of the land, or sea; They nurtured it in faith and prayer, The germ of Liberty ! Its branches spread to many climes ; The nations sit beneath ! Its roots upheave old dynasties Of tyranny and death ! 5 And others sought, with kindred zeal, "The 2 River of the Pines," And others came where Wallingford In azurn glory shines. Just where 3 New Haven's steeples rise 'Mid wealth of greenery, They worshiped 4 that first Sabbath day Beneath the broad oak tree. 6 So, on this hillock green, where still Is heard the voice of prayer, Once 5 came a chosen few, whose names We keep with rev'rent care. They wrought with fond, forecasting love, For ages yet to be ; And age to age repeats the praise Of honored ancestry. 7 They 6 formed a church, whose shining light Should point their sons to Heaven ; A beacon in each stormy night For those hy tempest driven ; And fast, and faster, came the storm! And fast shut down the night ! And still from this lone hillock shone The faithful beacon light. 8 And thus, by earnest men, who sought Their best to consecrate, Was founded dear New England's realm, Were founded Church and State. 9 "He who transplanted, still sustained," t When fierce their savage foes, And skies were redden'd as the names From burning homes arose ; When life grew tearful 'mid its wants, 'Mid hunger and disease, And death grew fearful 'mid the taunts Of savage enemies. 1620 ANNIE L. SMITH. 2. Hartford, on the Connecticut— 1635and 1636. 3. New Haven, near Quinnipiac river. 4. April 18th, 1638. 5. First Coinn-egrational Church of Stonington, formed on Agree- ment Hill. 6. This Church was formed in 167i-the year preceding "Philip's war." THE CHILDREN'S SONG. Tune.— "Auld Lanj Syne." 1 O God ! in dark and troublous times The fathers trusted Thee ; And what was gain they counted loss, For Christ and Liberty ! And when they slept untroubled sleep New England hills among, "He who transplanted, still sustains," Became the children's song. 2 Swift 'neath dividing centuries The electric current runs, Linking through love and loyalty The fathers and the sons. For we are one, though they in dust Sleep centuries away — And strong with life our pulses beat, Yet we are one to-day. 3 One, though our eyes have never seen The City where they dwell : Its pearly gates, its golden sheen, To us invisible. And we, their sons, when scatter'd far, By mountain and by sea, Though creeds divide, shall yet be one, O Christ our Lord, in Thee ! 4 God, their Deliv'rer and their Strength ! The children still upstay, Nor suffer them in life or death, To fall from Thee away ! " He who transplanted yet sustains," With ever-growing love, — Age after age shall catch the strains, Until we meet above ! ANNIE L, SMITH. 44 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. DEDICATION HYMN. Our Father, God, this day we bring To Thee our heartfelt offering ; The products of our stores and lands, The work of many willing hands. We ask for peace, For sacred rest. Those gifts of trust Thou dost bestow Upon Thy children here below, May we in harmony combine And render back as ever Thine. We ask for peace, For sacred rest. And in this temple for Thy praise, We wish our thoughts and lives to raise Up to a standard pure and fair, So we be worthy of Thy care, And Thy sweet peace, Thy sacred rest. May we all nobler, stronger prove, As we may bring each gift of love ; Father, we bow to Thee to-day, Let every trusting spirit pray For Thy sweet peace, Thy sacred rest. MRS. M. M. FRAZIER. THE CORNER STONE. Upon the occasion < the laying of the corner stone of the Woman's Col- lege, Evauston, 111. 1 Great Builder, from whose perfect thought Burst like a flower creation's plan, Whose mighty hand through ages wrought To shape a dwelling-place for man, 2 Not with Thy wisdom or Thy might Can we, Thy children, build to-day. Since Thou could poise the stars of light, And hold them on their shining way. 3 Weak are our hands, but striving still To bring Thy glorious kingdom near, We work obedient to Thy will, And claim Thy strength and feel no fear. 4 Builder divine ! beside each rope Let Thy bright angels stand to-day, Angels of Patience, Faith, and Hope, Unseen our corner-stone to lay. 5 Speed Thou the work until we raise, With shouts of joy, the topmost dome, And grateful say, amid our praise. We do but e-ive Thee back Thine own. i, i::: i.;i,il.v m 'I ... ni in . ..a i. ANNIVERSARY HYMN. 1 Through many years of light and shade, How dear the bond has grown, Which has the pastor and his flock Cemented into one. 2 Their prayers have blent in bridal scenes — ■ Beside the bed of death ; And rose, a cloud of incense sweet, Upon the zephyr's breath, 3 Wien contrite ones have bowed the knee, And plead, with trembling tone, That darkest sins might be forgiven, Through the atoning One. 4 O gracious Father, Thou whose smile Hath blessed these lengthened years With all their glowing joy and love, Their mingled hopes and fears, 5 Grant that this bond may never break, But when we meet above, May we, as pastor and as flock, Still join to sing Thy love. $rs Julis $. Salter*. Mrs. Julia P. Ballard is the wife of the Professor of Moral Philosophy and Rhetoric, in Lafayette College, Pa. From 1866 to 1872 he was the pastor of Fort St. Church, Detroit, Mich. While there, the following hymn was written by Mrs. Ballard, and sung at the 20th anniversary of that church. She is the author of many beautiful hymns and poems that will have a permanent place in hymnology and literature. She is one of the authors of the ' ' Starlet Oak," a book of poems of rare merit, and from which she has courteously allowed selections to be made for this volume. The young people, for whom she has written much prose as well as poetry, will best know her by the name of Kruna. HYMN FOR CHURCH DEDICATION OR ANNIVERSARY. 1 O Thou whose ever-listening ear Thy children's faintest, cry doth hear, Thy gracious love to us impart, Great Helper of each waiting heart. 2 Be with us while as one we meet, Thy special mercies to repeat ; While we our song of praise renew, The Lord hath helped us hitherto. 3 The past Thy tender care hath found, The present with Thy love is crowned; Let all the future work Thy will, The Lord shall be our Helper still. JULIA P. RALLARD. WELCOME TO A PASTOR. 1 Our Lord hath sent a shepherd, His flock to tend and feed ; We give thee joyful welcome, Thy watchful care we need ; Come, lead us thro' green pastures, Beside the waters still, Till safe Thy flock is folded Upon the heavenly hill. ANNIVERSARY AND DEDICATION. 45 2 Our Lord hath sent a teacher The bread of life to break; We give thee earnest welcome, For our Great Teacher's sake. Thou, looking unto Jesus, Hast learned His truth divine ; Let now upon our spirits Its tender glory shine. 3 Our Lord has sent a leader, His gospel trump to sound; We give thee loyal welcome, His banner rally round. Lead on, with thee we follow, Against the hosts of sin ; Till in the church triumphant. Our Lord's well-done we win. 4 To Bethany's sweet friendships, To Cana's feasts, so fair ; To Zion's holy temple, To Olive's mount of prayer; From Bethlehem to Calvary, E'en through Gethsemane, With us to follow Jesus, We welcome, welcome thee. MRS. M. VACATION HYMN. 7s. Tune "Horton." 1 Pleasant church, undo thy doors ! For the morning sunlight pours Down thy walls, and balmy breeze Stirs among the waving trees, 2 And the fountain's diamond drops Rise and fall in measured stops : Open ! let the praise go in, Chording with the organ-hymn. 3 From the belfry, old and gray. Swinging slow in solemn sway, Sounds the voice that years ago Called our fathers to and fro. 4 Now the children hither bring Willing feet, and hearts that sing; This, the parting hymn, they pour 'Till the summer-days are o'er. THE APOSTLES' CREED. 1 We all believe in one true God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Strong Deliverer in our need, Praised by all the heavenly host. By whose mighty power alone All is made, and wrought, and done. 2 And we believe in Jesus Christ, Son of man and Son of God ; Who, to raise us up to heaven, Left His throne and bore our load ; By whose cross and death are we Rescued from our misery. And we confess the Holy Ghost, Who from both forever flows ; Who upholds and comforts us, In the midst of fears and woes. Blest and holy Trinity, Praise shall aye be brought to thee! T. OLAUSNITZEK. TR. BY MISS l\ W. [NKWORTH. A PASTOR'S WORK. From a pof-ra rearl a> the tenth anniversary of Dr. Onnrlell's pastorate of the Pilgrim Congregational Church, St. Louis. 1 O pastor ! friend ! to whom we bring This greeting from our hearts to-night, Yours was the face, the hand, the voice, That gave our life its happiest light. You've helped us all our burdens bear, And never wearied night or day ; You've turned our thoughts and hearts aside From earth and pain to heaven alway. 2 You have upon our children's heads Laid softly the baptismal seal ; Or at the marriage altar joined Their youthful lives for woe or weal ; You've turned their faces to the light And radiance of the Father's throne, Until they've learned His wondrous grace, And He has marked them for His own. 3 You've held the hand of those we loved When shadows gathered thick and fast, When lights burned low and stars grew dim, As from our clinging arms they passed ; You've stood beside the open graves Wherein we laid them down to sleep, And whispered to our aching hearts That they were given to God to keep. 4 Your words full many a mother's voice Has whispered to her listening child ; Your prayers full many a stubborn heart From ways of sorrow have beguiled ; And in that light which you have cast Upon this weary life of ours, Small tasks and aims have grown divine, And gained new purposes and powers. 5 You may not know what higher thought, Or what uplifted argument, The tenor of your life has given, Or to your neighbor's life hath lent; What hearts and souls you've made alive, And taught how vast the world may be; What visions you have shown to eyes That knew not heaven was fair to see. 6 But soon or late, the time will come When groves of countless palms shall spring Upon the barren ground we knew, And in the branches birds shall sing ; And many witnesses shall rise To bless your memory, and tell, Beneath the grateful, pleasant shade, From whom the seed thus quickened fell. 46 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. AN ORDINATION HYMN. 1 O God of Israel ! who hast led Thy people night and day ; Who hast their Zion made to them A fair and pleasant way ; 2 A grief hath dimmed her altar fires — Made pale her precious stones ; With angel-worshippers, her priest The temple-service owns. 3 To Thee we bring another, Lord! Let Thine ordaining hand Seal him the "Minister of God," Within these courts to stand. 4 A watchman on Thy holy hill, To hail the morning light ; A shepherd that shall fold his flock From perils of the night. 5 His feet upon the mountain tops Let them in beauty come ; His voice with heavenly tidings draw The wandering people home. 6 The dew of youth is on his head — O God! care Thou for him! On priest and people pour the light That earth-clouds cannot dim. 7 Light on his way and ours, great God! God of that "Morning Star" Which guides the nations to the house AVhere many mansions are ! MISS H. S. WABB. Boston, Mass., 1882. ANNIVERSARY OF AN ORDINATION Behold, the years, the conquering years, Run out man's little life ; Furrows and frosts and pains and tears Proclaim the unequal strife. Behold the soul, serene and strong, Beneath its patriarch day : Its morning beauty plays along Its evening's glorious way. So shines the day of him who wrought, O church of Christ! for you ; Your homes and graves and hearts have taught How faithful and how true. His way of duty girdled round Your every varied lot ; To God's deep providences bound, And to himself forgot. Time's shadows fall ; he rests him now ; O grace of God ! descend, Infold his heart and bless his brow, And own him as thy friend. MISS B. S. TVARB. Susau Janes Slarfo. Susan Hayes Ward is a prolific and pleasing writer of both prose and Terse, though in the latter, her work has consisted mainly of German translations and Biblical paraphrases. For the missionary department of this work, she has written a beautiful paraphrase on the 6th of Isaiah, which chapter she considers tin.- mainspring of all missionary effort. THE MOUNT OF THE SERMON. 1 O sons of men ! come and behold The pulpit God hath built of old ; O sons of men ! hear as ye ought The preacher God Himself hath taught. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 2 Ye priests, come from Jerusalem, Ye shepherds, come from Bethlehem, Thou traveller from Jericho, Do not pass by ; why hasten so ? Christ teacheth from the mountain. 3 Leave, husbandman, thy plough afar, And maiden, leave thy water-jar ; Ye mothers, haste in eager throng And bring your little ones along. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 4 Come, weary graybeard, with thy staff ; Come, brown-haired boy, with merry laugh ; The draught He pours of truth divine Is milk for babes, for old men wine. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 5 Kings of the East, oh, haste ! and ye From far-off islands of the sea, Let all the nations hither flow, His word runs swiftly to and fro. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 6 Ye little birds in ether blue, Lilies that gleam the meadows through, Ye birds of might that sweep the plain, The Lord who made you speaks again : Christ teacheth from the mountain. 7 When Moses on the mountain spoke, The land in storm and thunder shook ; When Jesus on the mountain stands, In sunlight glimmer all the lands. Christ teacheth on the mountain. 8 O heart bowed down with agony, Come, climb this mountain side with me ; Like mist, thy pain shall disappear, Thine heart expand, thine eye grow clear. Christ teacheth on the mountain. 9 Hence ! arrogance and hate and pride, That thrusts the publican aside ; The soul that thirsts for righteousness Our God invites, our God will bless. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 10 Hence ! idle boast of dead works done ; Hence ! pride of priestcraft, overblown ; Where'er au eye looks up to God, Is temple, altar, holy rood. Christ teacheth on the mountain. ANNIVERSARY AND DEDICATION. 47 11 And though He wait your door without, And though the thankless bar Him out, His gospel of eternal grace Shall still resound through every place. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 12 The birds will sing it in the air, The flowers will waft its fragrance far, The waves will bear it o'er the sea, And winds will float His message free. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 13 And if I go, or if I bide, . In valley deep, on mountain side, 'Neath noontide blaze, or starlight dim, When Jesus speaks I'll hear to Him, Christ teacheth from the mountain. 14 O Darnel ess mountain ! nobler far Than all earth's loftier summits are, Sinai and Zion well agree With Gerazim to bow to thee. Christ teacheth from the mountain. 15 O earth, so wide and fair and broad, A temple sacred to our God, O church, built by the Lord most high, And reaching all beneath 'the sky ; Christ teacheth from the mountain. 16 Come, quickly come, that glorious day When all the world shall Him obey, When unto Him shall bow each knee, , And all flesh worship silently, And Christ teach from the mountain. Translated from the German of Gerok by SUSAN HAYES "WARD. Newark, N. J., 1883. THEY THAT TRUST IN THE LORD. Met. ^^.SS— 18 J. All voices in unison. 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I I 1 — r In Chokal Style. m =2^r:g=^: ?=c f-2- ^2» tF=t=t ^ — ^t_z^. Allegretto. h=»f^= zJzMt^t:-^ tt= The Lord shall bless thee out of Zi - on, The Lord shall bless thee out of Zi - on. And thou shalt see, , And thou shalt see, And -J — J-. 1 r-H -K ______ _{___) 1. 3=* -sp^_ & =2" :g-— STT 22=22" ss- 22= ^=^: J=tet =^=f=rf 3±^ 22=221 =^=^ 22; * Mil 1 The Lord shall bless thee out of Zi - on, The Lord shall bless thee out of Zi - on. And thou shalt see, ggg=gjg=glg 22=*: :t=p: :^=e :^=^:: ^^^g^ ffi±=*=^=^£^=2zfe=g±^: 3=t ±=tz: 1 tt= a And thou shalt see the good of Je-ru-sa - lem all the days of thy life, thou shalt see, ■I 1 "> \— 1-1-;= ,.. . . .. _ r~C4— -=-rlS? — I te 1- A - men and A - men. A - men,AmenandA - men. :-^= ■si— P=pzjz^: ^^ mmmm^ t^-' '+' M ! ' ' And thou shalt see the good of Je-ru-sa - lem all the days of thy life, | , . ,- r ; A - men and m^ ^=t *=t mmmm^s^^smmm^m 50 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. PARTING SONG. For the class of 1S37, Andover Theoloyical Seminary. 1 Brethren, the hour hath come That severs heart from heart, And bids from Learning's sacred dome Our pilgrim steps depart ; 2 Some to yon eastern sphere, Where the dead idols reign, The banner of the Cross to rear O'er Falsehood's giant fane ; 3 Some to the youthful West, The country of our love, To sow that seed in earth's green breast Whose fruit is reaped above. 4 Dear are the hallowed walls ; How dear each chosen friend ; Yet cheerful, when our Saviour calls, Each cherished tie we rend. 5 And every deed of love Deep on our hearts we'll grave, Howe'er in foreign lands we rove, Or ride the crested wave. 6 Prayer is the link of gold That binds us heart to heart, The watchword of our Master's fold That joins us, though we part. 7 Why should we say farewell ? Are we not soon to meet, The triumphs of our God to tell Before His glorious seat ? 8 Why should we say farewell ? How few and brief the days Ere with the angel-host we swell Our dear Redeemer's praise. MRS. SIGOURNEY. 1837. THE EVERLASTING YEA. 1 The first recorded words that brake Across the silent Eden air, — The first that lips created spake To man, the sinless dweller there, — 2 Were words of covert doubt, that veiled Denial in their cautious breath Right subtly, or they else had failed To lure their listener on to death. 3 - Yea hath God said?" One carping thought Dropped with the tempter's sinuous slur Into the startled soul, and caught With strange assent, had power to stir 4 Such dread negation, that its force Was strong in might to overthrow Faith at the race's fountain source, And whelm a skeptic world in woe. 5 "Yea hath God said?" The primal doubt Wrought through the earliest sophist's skill, Is flun: We are His peo-ple, and the sheep of His pas-ture, We are His peo-ple and the sheep of His pas-ture, Si^i^illplil^i^ wm Allegretto. Z*ZZpEZ*=Z^rZ*= l| (*_)*^# (*_^- r=e-^r- 1-F &£ -fr=fr=t=fr=biz ^zzfcz^EZ} T* mh Oh, go your way in-to His gates with thanksgiving,and in * to His courts with praise, he thankful un - to Oh, go your way in-to His gates with thanksgiving,and in - to His courts with praise, be thankful un - lo zz£z Se£ ]==Xz£c=t ^^^^feS*^^ zr—r- Z=t=z S^-£g=ijgE^^ ^^ tLZZZ ^—*****— *zfgzzzpz^z£ W- Him, and speak good of His name, For the Lord is gra - cious, His mercy is ev - er - last - ing and His m z^ ztzz^ zzjzzz -pz^ z^z^zzjzzzzlzz: gfzrzzzzzzj=zzz|zz!zzzzjzzj * — ¥ — *+rJ- — ^zz^^zz^zzTrgzzzJz^E^-^Sg^^E^zzz^z^ ^3- zfezzzt ■r—wr- -$*■ - &—& - ==t=q==^==P*=l^=tii=t==^s=^=l=^=p=!==^=1==?s:=^ Him, and speak good of His name, For the Lord is gra - cious, His mercy is ev - er - last - ing and His m± z:p2i=r^cfe=ff=ff zzffgzzz ( *z^!F^:£zz&hz:'? zzzrf^zgzszz^: ;p3=z£--*zap : z^zzE F^P ^ — T 1 [ 4^"- z^z^4=4==3^E==Hzzz[zzBzz:^zSgrtzZ -^ = F— ^~t? ^3 THANKSGIVING. 63 truth en - dur - eth from gen-er - a - tion to gen - er - a - tion. =>,===] -hr1^-^-^^ rpc=M=|= Allegro. Glo - ry be to the Fa - ther, ife J z TP^-*- zc-mz w^m 5=3 r? — ^- =£=£= =tz=tr =*=*==J= ^unv^rr^ -*> * * Yrt ^ truth en - dur - eth from gen-er - a - tion to gen - er - a - tion. '-B-Bz :£==« Glo - ry be to the Fa - ther, . ; ■izzzzzzpzzzUz tfz:Pz^=r: z^zzfc^zztz = J, — J- =£=£: =£=& ==S==^: i= s£ glo - ry be to the Son, To the Fa - ther, to the Son and to the Ho - ly Ghost, As it P MSf =*=i?==»— 2 St =!===!= W==J= * * «R ^ -h?^r ,*— ,h 333 ^ — <*- F>^ — («- =^=3pl :£=i= =5==P==f= =t==t= =t==t =£=*= glo - ry be to the Son, To the Fa - ther, to the Son and to the Ho - ly Ghost, As it Szz^EE£ =£= -1 — 1= £=«: =t==t =£=£= ir= S=S=i= ^z=S==S==S= $=£=*. =p=e= =£=£= Ritard. | ,-LZ Jzzzz ^ : =l====l=====l= :^=iS= i ^=zs=a-~ =t=t=t = ^_j -^ — ^ --g. was in the be - gin - ning, is now and ev - er shall be, World without end, A J L- .- , I t-, ^3h ^ I-4- — =zr3 _ ^ pzj— zzj: men, A - men. I==1===t :|^z=Jz=Jz=gEfa *— *% g ,_J_J : =*=-=!= =i===q==} ^==^= =J=t 1 £££ Ritard. was in the be - gin - ning, is now and ev - er shall be, World without end, A - men, A - men t=t zg.zzzzze.-0. =t=t==t= Z^ZZZT^ZZZ^ -&ZZZZZZ£2Z WOMAN IN SACRED SCNG. HE CARETH, OR " ONE OF THE SWEET OLD CHAPTERS. miss susan p. bartlett. Duet for two Sopranos. 1st Voice. MISS H. B. CHAPMAN. ScJs— £=t £^ =1 I -EzfrrrSizS: K-^- 'mm •w==s= 1. One of the sweet old chap - ters, 2. One ' of the sweet old chap - ters, 2nd Voice. J2^t — ^ — >, — *. — ! =3q=^ Af-ter a day like this, The lov-ing that bios- soms thro' The day brought tears and The care of birds and Rest, and refuge, and home, But, wea-ry and heav - y la - den. faith is simply to be, ... Oh, hush' d by the ten - der les - son., Un-to thy Book I come. My God ! let me rest in thee. EVENING DEVOTION. 65 Chorus, or Quaktet. lis m No rest in the arms =3= eve - ning lies soft and ref - uge and -*i — p — ^ 01 » *— F — •- ly round them;. m Their faith =1= sim - ply to — N -* i* :*=3= f^ir-s — m i ~ p^* _4* |«i _| J* =* =1 =1 ^" ~h — r< — r — ] —ir- | i~i home, But wea -ry and lieav - y M — J mi- la. - den,.. * — J^ — * — ^-h-v-^-H Un - to thy Book I come. ^L^.4 7 ___j 7 -=V_j_- -_fS_ '^Zm_^=3 m- -•i mi i 1 i — a=^Efl be, ... . Oh, h L gf ^ gf « m* i- tf m>— ush'dbe the ten - der les - son, -^ ^ * * ^F^t~ r My ( ?od! let me trust in thee. Copyrighted, 1876. by John Clmrch & Co., and used by per. BETHANY 1 O blessed home, thy fragrance sweet Groweth sweeter evermore ; In dreams I behold thy beauty, Looking in at open door ; Around the- latticed windows low, And beneath the shadowy eaves, The little sparrows come and go And twitter in the leaves ; 2 Thy hills are bathed in sunshine, Thy vales in sweet perfume ; Ripe barley fields bend in the wind, And yellow lilies bloom, Just as they did in centuries gone When Jesus gathered them Along the city way, and down The road to Bethlehem. 3 Away through distance dim we hear The rustle of the palms, Or the rhythmic cadence it may be, Of the far-off temple's psalms ; Nay, list, 'tis Martha's twilight song, Crooned low and tenderly. For the blessed One hath come to rest All night at Bethany. 4 Silent the starry sails go down Upon the western sea ; Silent they bear away our cares And leave us glad and free ; So calm eacli over-burdened heart,. So still each burning chord, So glad to sink down at His feet, And listen to the Lord. 5 O happy home, to lie between Jerusalem and heaven ! Sweeter than spikenard was the love And rest to the Master given ; Oft, as to-night, o'er barley helds Bloweth a whispered psalm, — I know not whether said or sung. But it brinffeth rest and calm. E. MITCHELL. 66 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. JMatte %mt Jrrrdor. Adelaide A. Proctor, the daughter of Bryan Waller Proctor, was born in England, in 1835, She published "Lyrics and Legends," "A Chaplet of Verses," and other poems. EVENING HYMN. 1 The shadows of the evening hours Fall from the darkening sky ; Upon the fragrance of the flowers The dews of evening lie. Before Thy throne, O Lord of Heaven, We kneel at close of day ; Look on Thy children from on high, And hear us while we pray. 2 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, Oh ! do not Thou despise ; But let the incense of our prayers Before Thy mercy rise ; The brightness of the coming night Upon the darkness rolls : With hopes of future glory, chase The shadows on our souls. 3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade ; So fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and joy, That one by one depart : Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Within the heavens shine ; Give us, O Lord ! fresh hopes in heaven, And trust in things divine. 4 Let peace, O Lord ! Thy peace, O God ! Upon our souls descend ; From midnight fears and perils, Thou Our trembling hearts defend ; Give us a respite from our toil, Calm and subdue our woes, Through the long day we suffer, Lord, Oh ! give us now repose ! LORD EVERLASTING. 1 Now God be with us, for the night is closing, The light and darkness are of His disposing ; And 'iieath His shadow here to rest we yield us ; For He will shield us. 2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us, Till morning cometh, watch, O Father ! o'er us : In soul and body Thou from harm defend us, Thine angels send us. 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o'ertakes us : Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us ; All sick and mourners we to Thee commend them, Do Thou befriend them. 4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us, But Thee, O Father? who Thine own hast made us; Keep us in life ; forgive our sins ; deliver Us now and ever. 5 Praise be to Thee through Jesus our salvation, God, three in one, the Ruler of creation, High-throned o'er all Thine eye of mercy casting, Lord everlasting. lam totor. "The following hymn, valuable from any author, has a new beauty when we accept it from a Christian mother, who from principle applied herself to home duties, when her talents invited her to an easy and more brilliant course. The 'forms of outward care' and the 'thought for many things,' the flock which the ' guardian Shepherd' would fold to sleep,' all were realities to her, as they will be to many who partake of her Christian spirit." {Eng. Col.) SATURDAY EVENING. 'IT IS I; BE NOT AFRAID." St. Mark xi: 50. 1 The night was dark on Galilee, The wind blew high across the sea, Weary and faint, a patient band Toiled with the oars to gain the land. 2 But see ! a white and spectral form Walks on the waves amid the storm ; With quaking hearts they cry with fear, For lo ! the awful form draws near. 3 But hark ! who answers to their cry ? No foe that voice, — the Lord draws nigh ; He speaks to cheer, not to upbraid : " Lo ! it is I ; be not afraid." 5 Our human hearts oft faint and fear, Oppressed and sad while ills draw near ; Ah ! often heaviest clouds that rise Are only blessings in disguise. ANNA HOLYOKE HOWARD. Brooklyn, N. Y., 1883. le rest, of the holy Sabbath." Ex. xvi : 23. 1 The hours of evening close, The lengthened shadows, drawn O'er scenes of earth, invite repose, And wait the Sabbath dawn. 2 So let its calm prevail O'er forms of outward care, Nor thought for many things assail The still retreat of prayer. 3 Our guardian Shepherd near His watchful eye will keep, And safe from violence or fear, Will fold His flock to sleep. 4 So may a holier light Than earth's, our spirits rouse, And call us, strengthened by His might, To pay the Lord our yows. EVENING DEVOTION. WHITHER GOEST THOU? 1 Where wanderest Thou through evening mist, dearest Pilgrim, Jesus Christ ? Come, grant me this felicity, Turn Thou aside, my Lord, to me. 2 Be Thou entreated, dearest Friend, Thou knowest all that I intend ; Thou knowest if my guest Thou'lt be, With all good cheer I'll welcome Thee. 3 Behold ! the day is now far spent ; Night draws the curtain of her tent ; Then Light of Truth, it cannot be Thou'lt leave me in my poverty. 4 Enlighten me, that I the road May find that leads to heaven and God ; That sin's dark night mislead not me, Nor make me wander helplessly. 5 Then in my last great need, by faith Help me to die a peaceful death ; Lord Jesus, stay, I cling to Thee, 1 know Thou wilt not turn from me. Translated from the German of J. Angelas i SUSAN HAYES WARD. Newark, N. J., 1883. UNTO THEE. 1 After the day done Is it my rest, O meek and lowly One, Into Thy heart to come ? 2 Dreary and comfortless, Weary and worn, Tears from my eyelids press ; Yearnest Thou now to bless 3 Though this Thy love for me, I grieve and grieve ; Still must my refuge be, O gentle Heart, in Thee? 4 Spite of my wayward day, Spite of my will Tangling my cumbered way, Now must my burden lay, 5 Saviour Divine, I know, On Thee alone ; I've nowhere else to go, No one to love me so! AT NIGHTFALL. 1 The day is done, dear Lord, the weary day ; And I have tried so hard to do Thy will, And faithfully the tasks Thou gav'st fulfil ! 2 The little ones are sleeping ; all the day The restless feet have hurried to and fro, The childish voices ceaseless in their now. 3 Thou knowest, dear Lord, the work I try to do: To train these treasures Thou hast lent to me, Till Thine own image in their hearts may be. 4 I strive to guard from harm my garden fair — The sweet home garden with its tender blooms, Its promised fruitage, and love's rich perfumes ; 5 But spite of all my care, the hedge is poor, The crafty foxes creep in unaware, And little sins despoil my garden fair. 6 So all the day I've labored, watched and prayed, To lead the little souls to Thy dear feet, And guard lest sin should dim their whiteness sweet. 7 Now they are nestled 'neath Thy wings to rest ; But I am tired, so tired, dear Lord, to-night, Too spent and weary e'en to pray aright. 8 To-morrow's tasks arise before my sight ; But oh, my Lord, they are so heavy grown, I faint and fall ; I cannot walk alone ! 9 Bear Thou my burdens, be in weakness strength; Take in Thy arms the children of my care, So that Thy blessing all their lives may share. 10 I lay me down to sleep with peaceful heart; Strength will be given for all the morrow brings, Till, by-and-by, our earth-souls shall find wings ! MRS. S. E. TITTERINGION. EVENING PRAYER. 1 Father, as the days decline, Grant Thy sun of truth shall shine In my soul, and in my heart, Bid, ah ! bid Him not depart, But continue through the night, And at morn my pathway light. 2 I have need of light and truth, I am in the paths of youth ; And, dear Lord, I would not stray, Guide and light my onward way, And when evenings all are past, Oh ! receive Thine own at last. RACHEL E. MOORE. " SISTE VIATOR." "At even-time it shall be light." 1 My little one-life-power in the great sum of things, Makes its small pause — a broken day, whose ze- nith sun Climbs not in earthly skies. No finished offerings My altars hold, and yet my half day's work seems done. 2 Thro' all my soul, a hush holds me with mighty hand, With "gates ajar " toward every possible delight, My silent, darkened sick-room grows enchanted land, And yet, a helpless waif, I lie upon the night. 3 I cannot reach, or open wide one unlocked gate ; I cannot stand upon the strangely-lighted floor ; I only float on wondrous waves of thought — and wait, And send a voiceless yearning toward the inner shore. 68 WOMAN IN SACRED SONQ. : Mushed on this night of sharp, of almost conquering pain, Just on the unlit edge of vast realms unexplored, Both quivering flesh and unillumined brain Make darkness where the tangling shadows wait a sword, i Whose name is dawn ! What shall the patient watch- er see ? A rosy East look down where one shall slowly rise, And yet go forth to useful years ? or shall it he The all-suliicing day of God, shall light these eyes ? 6 The dripping ice that on my burning forehead lies, Is not more grateful to the parched and aching sense Than these soul-ministerings I faintly recognize, Striviiiii to Jill an inner thirst, still more intense. 7 Once let me feel the pressure of those shadowy lips, Once let me groping find the dear magnetic hand, Av ant-couriers, of heav'nly sweet companionships Flying from Heart, Home, Temple of the Better Land. 8 My head, so tired, thought-tangled with the warring creeds, Here rests ! I only know and feel that God is just, With power, omnipotent to iill all human needs. Our needs ! — the on things that sometimes are not dust. 9 Who is that other watcher, waiting in my room? I feel him, but I cannot see his shrouded face, Is it the strange mysterious one Ave miscall " Doom?" The only earthly one, maligned of all our race. 10 So wise, so patient, Death, who, who so unreplying, Who, with such grand appeal to the event sublime, Death can be tender too, if aught like this were dying 'Tis passing sweet, where'er Eternity nears Time. ISADORE GILBERT JEPFKUY. Waukegau, 111., Oct. 30, 1874. EVENING SONG TO THE VIRGIN. Poetry by Mrs. HEMANS. dfe w=£ *=t -33EB £** si - ma, ;B m-^-T- 2*3= 9 ^ — *~ =*==i= We lift 5ES=jE our souls to thee, :S=S: a*=«s ve sane - tis - si - ma, We lift our souls to thee, — H-' 1 — I — I — I 1 — 1 — I-' 1 — | f — — ( — 1 — I"— I— I— I- 1 1— I i— I— I — l-i ■ — I — I- J I Nil I |TTP II J II I I II f I F^S pro no 'Tis night - fall on S=t 'Tis night - fall on I 'J JU U J. «g.«i>_-<> ^L^jM^d^L^y y,* EVENING PRAYER. [Alter A. Seifcrt. J EVENING DEVOTION. 69 fc=t =*== irst i3t Hear the heart' lone - ly sigh,. i *2T^ =3=2 — =a =*-3= Hear the heart's lone - Iv sigh, ;e|=W=P^tq&t= ^ :=^=>E^ 1*1 :£: ^=fc 32=1= :t2=t =3= 70 WOMAN IN SACRED SONG. :*-£- ^5 3=i m Whis per of Heav'n to Faith, Sweet moth-er, m Sweet moth-er ; — -*- -aP~m> gzzj I per of Heav'n to Faith, Sweet moth-er, Sweet nioth-er; hear! s=s p* — 3=^= -W : I n i=t :!? — #- i=at t*=pc Jtjf ra pro no ^~=^ The wave must rock our sleep, -3=z^:=Si ra pro no The wave must rock our sleep, — I AS \—^J—*- £:2: -«'--L I f" in -»-. EVENING DEVOTION. 11 Usris f enton irajmm fatjergal. Misa Maria Vernon Graham Havergal, the sister of Frances Eidley Havergal, has written much in both prose and verse. She has the sweet, consecrated spirit that her dear departed sister possessed in such a marked degree. Among her works is a memorial of her sister, and "Pleasant Fruits from the Cottage and the Class." She has also compiled and prepared for publication six books of her sister's writings, among which are "Life Echoes," "Life Chords," " Under His Shadow," and "Starlight through the Shadows." To her our readers are indebted for much in this volume, never before published in this country, and some of it is new and by various authors of renown in England. I- 'AT EVENING TIME IT SHALL BE LIGHT. Zech. xiv : 7- 1 Life's orient morn hath passed away. Hushed all the clamorous cares of day : Through twilight calm soft steals one chime, "It shall be light at evening time." 2 Life's western portal opes for me ; Death's darkening valley near I see ; This promise meets my dimming sight: "At evening time it shall be light." ' 3 Jesus, my light of life, draw near, Shine on my darkness, chase each fear ; Stand by me in life's closing fight, And cheering say, " I am thy light." 4 "Washed in Thy precious blood alone, Arrayed in righteousness Thine own, From evening time I pass away, To Heaven's eternal shadeless day. II. The shining of the earliest star, Unveiled from purple shades afar, That brightens o'er the brow of night, Can bring no cheer, amid its beams, More bright than through this promise gleams : "At evening time there shall be light." "There shall be light!" O wanderer, say, Groping through tears thy weary way, Hath hope in shadows taken flight ? There shines a love-star o'er the tomb, And sing the angels through the gloom : "At evening time there shall be light." And seest thou, through the dying day, That brighter shines the lovely ray As darker grows the coming night ? And hearest thou, through the twilight calm, The silvery sweetness of this psalm : "At evening time there shall be lio-ht ? " As erst around the Bethel Stone, A gleam of Heaven's own glory shone, The pilgrim saw, in visions bright, Down starry steeps a band descend, And seraph-tones in chorus blend At evening time, and there was light. 4 And as the Magi turned their way Toward where the infant Saviour lay, And one pure star had crowned the night, Methinks o'er plains of far Judea, His herald's voices sounded clear : 'At evening time there' shall be light." 5 Untouched by earth's insensate things, We hear the sound of angel wings, Down drooping in their distant flight; We see the shadows melt away, With silvery voices softly say : "At evening time there shall be light." 6 No frowning darkness of the grave, No murmurs of the sullen wave Our feet have touched, can bring affright, As, floating from the starry spheres, Sounds the glad hymn of endless years : "At evening time there shall be light." ELIZABETH G. BARBER OPEN IMMEDIATELY. 1 The certainest, surest thing I know, Whatever, what else, may yet befall Of blessings or bane, of weal or woe, Is the truth that is fatefullest far of all, That the Master will knock at my door some night, And there, in the silence hushed and dim, Will wait for my coming with lamp and light, To open immediately to Him. 2 I wonder if I at His tap shall spring In eagerness up, and cross the floor, With rapturous step, and freely fling, In the murk of the midnight, wide the door ? Or will there be work to be put away ? . ■ Or the taper, that burns too low, to trim ? Or something that craves too much delay To open immediately to Him ? 3 Or shall I with whitened fear grow dumb, The moment I hear the sudden knock, And startled to think He hath surely come, Shall falter and fail to find the lock, And keep Him so waiting as I stand, Irresolute, while my senses swim, Instead of the bound with outstretched hand, To open immediately to Him. 4 If this is the only thing foretold Of all my future, — then, I pray, That quietly watchful, I may hold The key of a golden faith each day Fast shut in my grasp, that when I near His step, be it dawn or midnight dim, Straightway may I rise without a fear, And open immediately to Him. 72 WOMAN- IN SACRED SONO. NIGHT HYMN AT SEA. 1 Night sinks on the wave, Hollow gusts are sighing, Sea-birds to their caves Through the gloom are flying. Oh ! should storms come sweeping, Thou in heav'n unsleeping, O'er us vigil keeping, Hear, hear, and save. 2 Stars look o'er the sea, Few, and sad, and shrouded ! Faith our light must be, When all else is clouded. Thou, whose voice came thrilling, Wind and billow stilling, Speak ! our pray'r fulfilling, — Power dwells with Thee. FELICIA HEMANS. ROCKED IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEP. L. M. 1 Rocked in the cradle of the deep, I lay me down in peace to sleep ; Secure I rest upon the wave, For Thou, O Lord ! hast power to save. 2 I know Thou wilt not slight my call, For Thou dost mark the sparrow's fall And calm and peaceful is my sleep, Eock'd in the cradle of the deep. 3 And such the trust that still were mine, Though stormy winds swept o'er the brine, Or though the tempest's fiery breath Roused me from sleep to wreck and death; 4 In ocean caves still safe with Thee, The germs of immortality ; And calm and peaceful is my sleep, Rocked in the cradle of the deep. MRS. WILLARD. HE HOLDETH THE WATERS IN HIS HAND 1 O Thou, who hast spread out the skies, And measured the depths of the sea, Our incense of praise shall arise In joyous thanksgiving to Thee. Forever Thy presence is near, Though heaves our bark far from the land ; We ride on the deep without fear ; The waters are held in Thy hand. 2 Eternity comes in the sound Of billows that never can sleep ; Jehovah encircles us round ; Omnipotence walks on the deep. Our Father, we look up to Thee, As on toward the haven we roll; And faith in our Pilot shall be An anchor to steady the soul. HANNAH Y. GOULD f aba fttntingtom. Lady Huntingdon, of English birth, was born in 1707. In 1728 she was married to Theophilus, 9th Earl of Huntingdon, and became a widow in 1746. Adopting the principle of the Calvanistic Methodists, she made the eminent founder and preacher Geo. Whitfield, one of her chaplains. On his death in 1770, she was appointed by bis will, sole proprietor of his possessions, and she immediately set about the good work of organizing a mission to North Asia. Her labors at home increased with her years. For the education of ministers, she established and maintained a College in Wales. She also built, or became possessed of, many chapels in dif- ferent parte of the country, the principle one being at Bath. She like- wise expended large amounts in supporting young men for the itinerant ministry, as well as in private charity and deeds of love for Christ's sake. Before her death in 1791, she bequeathed her chapels, 64 in number, to the management of four persons. Her hymns of devotion are among the sweetest and best ever written by woman. THE LAST BEAM. P. M, 1 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining ; Father in heaven ! the day is declining, Safety and innocence fly with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth with the night ; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield me from danger, save me from crime. Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy thro' Jesus Christ our Lord. 2 Father in heaven! oh, hear when we call, Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all ; Feeble and fainting we trust in Thy might, In doubting and darkness Thy love be our light: Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper burns Wake in Thy arms when morning returns. Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy thro' Jesus Christ our Lord, LADY SELINA HUNTINGDON. SAFE IN THY CARE. L. M. Psalm iv : a 1 Great God ! to Thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise ; Oh, let Thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. ' 2 My days unclouded as they pass, And every gentle, rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to Thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of Thy love, Ungrateful, can from Thee depart, And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus ; His dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God ! And kind acceptance at Thy throne. 5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close, With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Safe in Thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to Thy name. ANNE STEELE. 1760. EVENING DEVOTION. 73 DAY IS DYING. From " Spiritual Songs." Edited by Rev. Chas. S. Robinson, D. D. 1 Day is dying in the West ; Heaven is touching earth with rest; Wait and worship while the night Sets her evening lamps alight Through all the sky. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts ! Heaven and earth are full of Thee ! Heaven and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high ! 2 Lord of life, beneath the dome Of the Universe, Thy home, Gather us who seek Thy face To the fold of Thy embrace, For Thou art nigh. Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts! Heaven and earth are full of Thee ! Heaven and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high ! MARY A. LATHBORY. By per. PILGRIM, WATCH AND PRAY. "Therefore let us not sleep as do others, but let us watch and be sober.' 1 Softly on the breath of evening Comes the tender sigh of day; Lonely heart, by sorrow laden, 'Tis the time to pray. Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Rest beyond forever. 2 Pearly dews, like tears, are falling Gently on the sleeping flowers ; Stars, like angel eyes, are beaming From celestial bowers. Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Rest beyond forever. 3 'Tis the hour when hallowed feelings Chase our doubts and fears away ; 'Tis the hour for calm devotion, Pilgrim, watch and pray. Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning; Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Rest beyond forever. 4 Though temptations dark oppress thee, Jesus guides thee on thy way; He will hear thy lightest whisper, Pilgrim, watch and pray. Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning; Weary pilgrim, cease thy mourning ; Rest beyond forever. \n, J|Mia