fBV . J4 UC-NRLF *B 215 fi?3 ■ LIBRARY OF THE University of California. H GIFT OF Class F *i 53 *m?m w to M £&-#£• J^V^I "" HYMNS BY SAMUEL JOHNSON or r VNIVEJ Andover, Mass. TUB ANDOVBR PRESS 1899 tfy Conflict of&iffe : ♦ » QNWARD, onward, though the region Where thou art be drear and lone ; God hath set a guardian legion Very near thee, — press thou on ! Upward, upward ! Their Hosanna Rolleth o'er thee, "God is Love!" All around thy red-cross banner Streams the radiance from above. Cfye Conflict of £tfe By the thorn-road, and none other, Is the mount of vision won ; Tread it without shrinking, brother ! Jesus trod it, — press thou on! By thy trustful, calm endeavor, Guiding, cheering, like the sun, Earth-bound hearts thou shalt deliver, O, for their sake, press thou on ! 6 £i?e Conflict of £tfe Be this world the wiser, stronger, For thy life of pain and peace ; While it needs thee, O, no longer Pray thou for thy quick release ; Pray thou, undisheartened, rather, That thou be a faithful son ; By the prayer of Jesus, — " Father, Not my will, but Thine, be done ! " tfyt (Reformer'* (tfoto ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ /J^OD of the earnest heart, The trust assured and still, Thou, who our strength forever art,- We come to do Thy will ! Upon that painful road By saints serenely trod, Whereon their hallowing influence flowed Would we go forth, O God ! tEfye Reformer's Vow Gainst doubt and shame and fear In human hearts to strive, That all may learn to love and bear, To conquer self, and live ; To draw Thy blessing down, And bring the wronged redress, And give this glorious world its crown, The spirit's Godlikeness. Cfye Reformer's Vow No dreams from toil to charm, No trembling on the tongue, — Lord, in Thy rest may we be calm, Through Thy completeness, strong ! Thou hearest while we pray ; O deep within us write, With kindling power, our God, today, Thy word,— " On earth be light ! " Solution . . IFE of Ages, richly poured, Soul of Worlds, unspent and free, Nature's uncreated Word, Atom and Infinity ! Secret of the morning stars, Motion of the oldest hours, Pledge through elemental wars Of the coming spirit's powers! ii (gpolutton Rolling planet, flaming sun, Stand in nobler man complete ; Prescient laws Thine errands run, Frame a shrine for Godhead meet. Homeward led, his wondering eye Upward yearned, in joy or awe, Found the love that waited nigh, Guidance of Thy guardian Law. (£polutton In the touch of earth it thrilled ; Down from mystic skies it burned ; Right obeyed and passion stilled Its eternal gladness earned. Still the immortal flame upspeeds, Kindling worlds to pure desire ; Where the unerring Spirit leads, Ages wonder and aspire. 13 Znsyix&tion IFE of Ages, richly poured, Love of God, unspent and free, Flowing in the Prophet's word And the People's liberty! Never was to chosen race That unstinted tide confined ; Thine is every time and place, Fountain sweet of heart and mind I 14 inspiration Breathing in the thinker's creed, Pulsing in the hero's blood, Nerving simplest thought and deed, Freshening time with truth and good, Consecrating art and song, Holy book and pilgrim track, Hurling floods of tyrant wrong From the sacred limits back, — 15 3nspiratton Life of Ages, richly poured, Love of God, unspent and free, Flow still in the Prophet's word And the People's liberty! 16 3n &\mt of Ito&v * . . ORD, once our faith in man no fear could move; Now save it from despair! The trial comes ; strengthen the might of love ; Father, Thou hearest prayer ! Thou hearest; and we hear, above this din. Thy blessed word sound clear : " I purge this land from slavery and sin ; The reign of heaven draws near." 17 {JN,V £HBiy 3n Cime of VOav O, never falter, ye who strive to bring In men the heavenly birth ; For still the angel hosts unfaltering sing, " Peace to the weary earth ! " O, never falter ! peace must come by pain ; Heaven is not found, but won ; Hold the dark angel till he moulds again The peace he hath undone. 18 3n Ctme of VOat We know not, Lord, what storms and trials strong Must work our world's new birth; But we will toil, with this for working- song,— " Peace to the weary earth ! " Peace to the weary, struggling, sin-sick earth ! Peace to the heart of man ! Storm shall bring calm ; that high reward is worth All we must bear, or can. 19 Tttorfl .... ^HOU, whose glad summer yields Fit increase of the spring, In faith we sow these living fields, Bless Thou the harvesting ! Thy Church must lead aright Life's work, left all undone, Till founded fast in love and light, Earth home to heaven be won. Ctje Cfyurcfy's XDork Grant, then, Thy servants, Lord, F.esh strength from hour to hour; Through speech and deed the living word Find utterance with power, To keep the child's faith bright, To strengthen manhood's truth, And set the age-dimmed eye alight With heaven's eternal youth ! 21 £t?e (Efyurcfy's VOotk That in the time's stern strife, With saints we speed reform, Unresting in the calm of life, Unshrinking in its storm. ©eMcafton of a Cfyayd 'T^O Light, that shines in stars and souls ; ^^ To Law, that rounds the world with calm ; To Love, whose equal triumph rolls Through martyr's prayer and angel's psalm, We wed these walls with unseen bands, In holier shrines not built with hands. May purer sacrament be here Than ever dwelt in rite or creed, — Hallowed the hour with vow sincere To serve the time's all-pressing need, And rear, its heaving sea above, Strongholds of Freedom, folds of Love. 23 £)ebtcatton of a Cfyapel Here be the wanderer homeward led ; Here living streams in fullness flow ; And every hungering soul be fed, That yearns the Eternal Will to know; Here conscience hurl her stern reply To mammon's lust and slavery's lie. Speak, Living God, Thy full command Through prayer of faith and word of pow r er, That we with girded loins may stand To do Thy work and wait Thine hour, And sow, 'mid patient toils and tears, For harvests in serener years. 24 ^ufferin^ BLESS Thee, Lord, for sorrows sent To break my dream of human power ; For now my shallow cistern's spent, I find Thy founts, and thirst no more. I take Thy hand, and fears grow still; Behold Thy face, and doubts remove ; Who would not yield his wavering will To perfect Truth, and boundless Love ? 25 VTiabc perfect tEfyrougfy Suffering That Love this restless soul doth teach The strength of Thine eternal calm ; And tune its sad and broken speech, To join, on earth, the angels' psalm. O be it patient in Thy hands, And drawn, through each mysterious hour, To service of Thy pure commands, The narrow way to Love and Power. 26 €§t Qpoitftt of • • • • CJTRONG-SOULED Reformer, whose far- seeing faith Of lifted cry and tumult had no need, — Who stay 'dst the lightnings of Thy holy wrath With pitying love, to spare the bruised reed, — Thy will to save, Thy strength to conquer, flowed From seas of tenderness and might in God. 27 Cfye potr>er of 3^us Thy living word sprang from the heart of Man, Eternal word of love and liberty : Fearless thou gav'st it to the winds again ; 'Twas Manhood's native tongue, and could not die. To thy dear brotherhood life's pulses leap ; And wakening ages answer, deep to deep. 28 City of gob £*ITY of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime ! The true thy chartered freemen are, Of every age and clime — One holy Church, one army strong, One steadfast high intent, One working band, one harvest-song, One King Omnipotent ! 29 (£ity of (gob How purely hath thy speech come down From mans primeval youth ! How grandly hath thine empire grown Of Freedom, Love, and Truth ! How gleam thy watchfires through the night, With never fainting ray ! How rise thy towers, serene and bright, To meet the dawning day ! 30 Citg of (Sob In vain the surge's angry shock, In vain the drifting sands ; Unharmed, upon the Eternal Rock, The Eternal City stands. 31 Jot ©iirine $tttn$t§ "C^ATHER, in Thy mysterious presence ■*■ kneeling, Fain would our souls feel all Thy kindling love ; For we are weak, and need some deep revealing Of Trust, and Strength, and Calmness from above. Lord, we have wandered forth through doubt and sorrow, And Thou hast made each step an onward one; And we will ever trust each unknown morrow, Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done. 32 ^or DtPtne Strength In the heart's depths a peace serene and holy Abides, and when pain seems to have its will, Or we despair, — O, may that peace rise slowly, Stronger than agony, and we be still ! Now, Father, now, in Thy dear presence kneeling, Our spirits yearn to feel Thy kindling love ; Now make us strong, we need Thy deep revealing Of Trust, and Strength, and Calmness from above. 33 T^HE Will Divine that woke a waiting time With desert cry and Calvary's cross sub- lime, Had equal need on thee its power to prove, Thou soul of passionate zeal and tenderest love. O slave devout of burdening Hebrew school, Proud to fulfil each time-exalted rule, How broke the illusion of thy swelling wrath On that meek front of calm, enduring faith ! 34 paui • . . What large atonement that great conscience pays! For every wounding slight, a psalm of praise ; Unending worship shall the debt consume, For hours of rage, a life of martyrdom. Yet in such morning glow, such vital day, What chilling sense of claim or debt can stay? O wondrous power of noble love, to free From binding Law to glorious Liberty ! 35 paul . . . Dream not that one hath drained the exhaust- less sea; Full pours the tide in widening stream for thee ; Lift for new liberties that conquering sign ; Shatter the severing walls with touch divine. 36 (IHounfain |&on£ [From the German of Uhland. This is a very free translation, yet I trust not without some portion of the enthusiastic spirit of the original.] "LJA ! the shepherd's mount on high ! Castles lie scattered beneath my eye, Here the sun's earliest beam is bright — Here lingers last the grey twilight — Hurra ! with me, the mountain boy ! Here springs the stream from its mountain home, My arms I plunge in its bursting foam, And drink as I catch the fresh bright spray 37 tEfye Sfyepfyerb's ITcountain Song As it leaps the smooth rock in its dancing way, Hurra ! the stream of the mountain boy ! My father's mount — around thy head, Speeds wildly ever the storm winds dread, From the North and South, with loud, shrill yell, . But louder and shriller shall o'er them swell, Hurra! the song of the mountain boy! For here from the calm blue sky I call To the flash and the peal of their cloudy wall ; 38 Cfye Sfyepfyer&'s UTountatn Song " I know ye will, and I fear ye not ! Leave ye in peace my father's cot ! " Hurra! in the storm the mountain boy! And when the war bell calls our bands, And flare from the hilltops a thousand brands! Then gaily descending, the ranks among, I'll swing my glaive, and sing my song, Hurra! the song of the mountain boy ! September, 1842. 39 (tttusic at ^x&ntfovt on tfyt (Wtain .... "T^HE blue lonely River is passing ever- And the green trees silently stand With the yellow harvest fields — and over The woods and far hills of the land Is holy peace — and the reapers band Cease the toil of evening — never — To bid it farewell — the lonely River The still brave passing River The lonely River. 40 ZTTuste at ^rankfort on tfye Zttaxn And yet there's a melody rising and falling To suit the life of the solemn scene From the passing Rivers heart 'tis calling And the heart knoweth what those tones mean, To the far life fountain now softly leading, And forth amidst bright summer spreading Now through a sad sweet farewell gliding And thus it must ever be — 41 HTustc at ^rankfort on t£?e IHain Deep mysterious voices gather now And with the lingering River flow Down to eternity. Spirit, thou joinest the solemn motion And passest away in still devotion In music all things pass from thee — A still blue River thou lingerest by In the sunset — solemly — 42 ZHusic at ^rankfort on tlje ZTTatn Down among the heavy rocks With a heavier roar Sullen, strong, the fearless stream Moves on, ever more — Flower banks and butterflies Here in sunlight play, There the rugged, woody steeps Yet it will not stay — 43 ITtustc at ^rankfort on tfye ZTtain Far away the mountains rise Cloud-capped — resting ever — And the torrent, mid the rocks Speeds on, fainting never. Down among the heavy rocks Must our life be spent, But the far hills shall be reached, Slow the rocks be rent. Switzerland, 1844. 44 3n t§t gimfeg BEHIND these far-stretched ramparts of drear sand, Slow-lifted by the Ocean's secular toil, Laying with patient care restraining hand On his own might, to cease from human spoil, Nestle the hamlets of a dear-bought land. By booming billows lashed, these lines of power In steadfast quiet face the stormy shore, Colossal shapes unmoved by Northern gust Ever the friendly Titans whisper trust. Bare death around us, living homes below, Beyond, the rounding deep of Sea, or Heaven, The sympathy of Nature's heart to know — Rest for the spirit in her laws is given. November, f8/8. 45 t§t Coming qjfeffo [Written at Cambridge, Sunday eve, January 6th, 1839, on hearing the bells chiming from the neighboring city.] T-lOW sweet upon the evening breeze, That solemn music floats along ! As if an angel tuned his harp, And heavenly voices raised the song. Now clear and full, they sweep along ; And now so softly die away, Yet would we still those notes prolong, And bid those whispering voices stay. 46 £t?e Chiming Bells Night's sable mantle round her thrown, Fair nature lies in peaceful sleep ; Like guardian angels bending down, The stars their silent vigils keep. Chime on, chime on, ye vesper bells ! My listening ears ye cannot tire — For every note that onward swells, I hail, as from a sacred lyre. 47 tlfye (Earning Bells Chime on, chime on, and as ye raise Your vesper anthem to the skies, So let our evening prayers and praise, To heaven, like grateful incense, rise. 48 €§t ^on$ of tfyt C|PIRITS, ye've gathered around the west, With your swelling robes hung out, Ye have spread their folds, and opened your breast, For your Lord of Fire, and in cradled rest, Ye are bearing him down to his evening nest As with laughter and merry shout. Ye have come from far — for I've watched you sail, On your track of unspotted blue — 49 tEfye Song of tfye <£r>ening Cloubs And I thought he had summoned you all, by the gale As with fearful footsteps, ye glided up pale, Till pouring bright colors he bade you hail, And sing to the world his adieu. "Good night — good night — is there one on earth Can rest in so proud a pile ? See — these lovely daughters of dewy mirth, Brought by my day's long toil into birth Have spread their vestments, a golden girth To rock me to sleep the while" — 50 Cfye Song of tfye (£t>ening (£Ioubs "Farewell — farewell — the lesson receive — If a sunset like mine you would find — For when toil bears heavy, and sorrows grieve, Up — up — and press onward — that these may give, Bright spirits to bless your age, and leave No stains on the blue behind" — " Like me you shall spend your closing hours, On a pillow unworn by toil, No cares shall intrude in your haunted bowers, But memory's spirits float round with flowers And hold sweet converse of bygone showers They have dropped upon thirsty soil." 5« Cfye Song of tfye (gpentng Cloubs " They are clad in rich vestures of unsullied dye Oh ! richer by far than gold ! As the beams of thy love all joyfully Have called them up from along thy way, And clad them in robes of purity, Oh ! richer by far than gold ! " " For gold is a silent and selfish thing, But these have their voices for aye, They will whisper — 'for heaven — plume thy wing' Sweet censers from gratitude's altar they'll bring, Sweet songs in melodious cadence they'll sing Oh ! is it not bliss so to die ! " 52 Cfye Song of ttje (Evening Cloubs They ceased — and their chorus had died away, But I turned not back, — for still, His parting rays yet lingered to play Round the West — and the spirits yet seemed to say " The fame of the righteous dies not with his day ' Tis a city that's built on a hill." July, 1840. 53 (Rutohiocpc&yfyy SAMUEL JOHNSON, an American writer of essays and discourses on religious, moral, political, and aesthetic subjects, and author of an extended work on Oriental Civilizations in their relation to Universal Religion. He was born at Salem, Mass., in 1822, and graduated at the Harvard Theological School in 1846. In 1853 he established at Lynn, Mass., an Independent Religious Society without de- nominational connexions of any kind, devoted 55 to free thought and human progress, of which he continued to be the preacher until 1870. During the whole anti-slavery conflict he was an active advocate of immediate and unconditional emancipation, and his numerous contributions to religious literature have been of a thoroughly rationalistic and radically constructive char- acter. As a pure Theist, or more properly spiritual Pantheist, he has been outside of all ecclesiastical organizations, and does not allow himself to be numbered among the disciples of any special positive religion. He has sought to do impartial justice to all historical faiths by distinguishing their universal and permanent substance from their personal and transient forms, and to find the enduring basis for relig- 56 ious belief and communion in the natural and familiar laws, which govern the evolution of humanity, Mr. Johnson's work on Oriental Religions, two large volumes of which, on India and China, have already appeared, and a third, on Iranian Religions, is now in progress, is written from a non-christian and purely human- istic point of view, to indicate the psychological functions of each of the great fragmentary Religions of the past and their germinal con- nexions with that more comprehensive religion of the future, to which science and humanity point the new way. It aims not only to vindi- cate in detail the universality of religious ideas, the sympathies of races, and the unity of 57 ethical and spiritual evolution, but also to base their elements on the laws of man's spiritual nature in place of the personal, local and other- wise exclusive claims of positive religions. Mr. Johnson's philosophy is transcendental, and his science, and he regards the construction of these as the main characteristic of his thought, evolutionary. Two compilations, a Book of Hymns (1846) and Hymns of the Spirit (1864) made in connexion with his friend Samuel Longfellow, indicate the growth of similar tendencies. And in the same spirit the Origin of Christianity is treated in a little work called the Worship of Jesus in Past and Present aspects (1868) in which he declines to regard Civilization as the synonym of Chris- 58 tianity or even as its outgrowth, and seeks to account for the ascriptions of divinity to Jesus by simply natural causes, as a personal idealiza- tion, growing out of conditions, in the demands of his age, which have continued in force to the present time, when a different form of the ideal must support it. 1880. RETURN TO the circulation desk of any University of California Library or to the NORTHERN REGIONAL LIBRARY FACILITY Bldg. 400, Richmond Field Station University of California Richmond, CA 94804-4698 ALL BOOKS MAY BE RECALLED AFTER 7 DAYS • 2-month loans may be renewed by calling (510)642-6753 • 1-year loans may be recharged by bringing books to NRLF • Renewals and recharges may be made 4 days prior to due date. DUE AS STAMPED BELOW DEC 1 5 1997 mwm^^^^^m^mi^^mmM YB 292 . V'M> :...:.:? ■>""■.'■ - - : ;jr ■ -